At this moment, a small episode happened.

The little girl Fener ran over in a panic and reported in anger: "Husband-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Perhaps it was at this critical moment that Zhao Ji, as a mother, was more sensitive and suspicious. Her sharp eyes made Fener feel thrilled, and she said leisurely: "They have their own place to go, why do you need to inquire?"

Fen'er heard the master's words and deeply regretted that she had said so much, so she quickly remedyed: "I, I want to tell my wife, the second wife, she is afraid she will give birth. Mother Tao asked me to find the midwife, but the baby nanny in the mansion went to the kitchen to help prepare the turmeric oil-----"

"Then hurry up and call someone in the kitchen, saying it was my order, and let the baby maid go to the second lady's courtyard quickly. If there is any mistake, they can't spare them!" Before she could finish her words, Zhao Ji shouted decisively.

Fen'er left, and the female envoy brought a long couch and waved her hand. She felt anxious. The offensive and defensive battle of the Prime Minister's Mansion had entered a fierce stalemate stage. She was also unsure whether she could defend it.

According to regulations, in addition to the royal palace, the Duke's mansion in Haojing was the tallest and thickest in a few weeks. It was as tall as two or three people, and after the door was bolted by a nearly half-foot-thick red painted door, it could not be broken by a heavy hammer. The people outside were crazy about the door, but the blind man lit the lights - wasted wax. The door did not shake at all, and even if it was cut and stabbed with swords and guns, it was useless.

The thieves outside seemed to be not a mob. When the incident happened suddenly, they did not have any suitable equipment to attack the door. They had to ask people to cut down some thick trees to serve as door stakes, while holding each other up to climb the wall.

Perhaps inspired by the battle between Ji Duoyouqi, Uncle Mi, who was thinking, had already prepared many white wax poles more than two meters. The top of the poles was sharp and the shaft was light. He only needed two Ding Zhuang's hands to hold them. Whenever someone's head appeared on the wall, he would poke it hard, and screamed repeatedly. Immediately, several thieves were pierced through their palate or chest and fell heavily from the wall.

There were also thieves who had learned to climb the wall with their swords and wanted to cut off the ash pole, but they didn't know that the pole was coated with tar, and the easy weapon could not cut it. Then there were agile and the pole did not hit the point. There was a group of bow-holders in the door ambushed inside, and they shot them down.

The thief learned from his mistakes and became more wise. He also began to shoot arrows inside to cover his companions to climb inside. The arrows were raining heavily. Many guards holding wooden poles in the door kept hitting arrows. He summoned him to quickly instruct the female envoys around him to carry the wounded into the hall for treatment.

This group of attacking parties temporarily had the advantage, and the thieves were inspired and they all climbed up the courtyard wall with a roar. For a moment, the courtyard wall was crowded with people and the situation was critical.

"Brothers, take your guys up!" Uncle Mi waved his long sword and ordered ten guests to climb the wooden ladder against the wall, avoided the rain of arrows, and scattered the small bag of lime in his arms. It was originally prepared for the spread of the epidemic, but it was not expected that it would come in handy at this time.

As the lime drifted away, there were bursts of "Ouch" screams outside, mixed with constant vicious curses: "The Prime Minister's Mansion actually used such a despicable means------" and so on.

Uncle Mi shouted, "What else can you talk about to you traitors?"

After this attack was defeated, the outside gradually became quiet, but both Zhao Ji and Uncle Mi understood that this was just the enemy resting and preparing for the next stage of the offensive. Tonight, perhaps the most difficult time has not yet arrived.

"Not good, the back garden is gone!"

The miserable screams came from the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion. At one glance, the clouds and fires surged into the sky, and the entire back garden had become a sea of ​​fire.

Zhao Ji staggered and almost fell down. The back garden-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

It turned out that the front yard was the office of the Prime Minister's Mansion. The back garden was separated by a middle gate, which was where Zhao Bohu and his family lived. The back garden had mountains and water, and the water was a few acres of ponds and ponds that were artificially drained, surrounding a hill. The fire was this hill, and the hiding place designated by Zhao Ji for his children was on the hillside halfway to the north.

Now relying on the back garden eye

The fire will soon lead to the hill. What should I do? Zhao Ji felt cold in his hands and feet, and he didn't know what to do.

Uncle Mi slapped his forehead and said, "It's strange that they are much quieter outside. They were mobilizing people to attack the back door. But that's not right. My brother guards the back door, and the back door alley is narrow and easier to defend. It's not easy for those thieves to come in."

Zhao Ji's face turned pale: "Uncle Mi, please come out in a group of people. I'll go to the back door to see what the situation is."

Uncle Mi respectfully hugged a fist, and immediately picked a group of strong men to help the back door, while he and the remaining people continued to be on guard against the front door to prevent the thieves from attacking the east and west. He summoned him and asked them to go first, and he rushed back and rushed forward quickly.

After passing the middle door, I saw that the side door was very noisy. Mibo was waving his long sword and directing his men to poke the pole. But the side wall of this side door was crowded with people, shooting arrows and pole seemed too late.

The raspy smoke was already rising from the oil pan in the yard. Mib asked someone to carry it into the long ladder in a bucket, and then "spun" it and splashed it down. The screams of ghosts and wolves sounded instantly outside, accompanied by the scorching and smelling smell of human flesh, which seemed particularly terrifying in the dark night.

In fact, whether it is the side door or the back door, because the alley is narrow, it is easier to defend than the front door. Because the thieves cannot disperse, they can only squeeze into a ball, whether it is pouring fuel or sprinkling lime, it is more effective.

When Mib saw the mistress coming, he quickly stepped forward and reported, "Madam, a fire broke out in the back garden. The old slave had no choice but to abandon the back door and strive to guard the side door. I hope Mrs. forgive me!"

Zhao Ji heard the name: "According to you, the thief had not yet entered the back door, and the back garden caught fire?"

Mib was stunned, thought for a moment, and bowed, "Madam is wise, it's true! The fire also blocked the thieves, so they had to attack the side door. The old slave could not distribute the man to put out the fire!"

"Then don't put out the fire!" Zhao Ji said decisively: "I, a woman, don't know any way to attack and defense. The Prime Minister's mansion will all be assigned to you, the Mi brothers!"

"Madam, don't worry, with my brother here, Mrs. Dingbao and her little master are safe and sound!" Mi Bo bowed and made a solemn promise.

"Is it sufficient staff?" Zhao Ji asked anxiously.

"Enough, please rest assured, madam."

"Then I have other uses for this team of people."

"Listen to the madam's arrangement."

Zhao Ji hurriedly left the side door and walked towards the sword casting yard. Water and fire were ruthless. Now she had to find her own children to protect her, so that she could not help!


Chapter completed!