He turned around slowly, his face filled with an inexplicable expression.
And behind him, stood a tall and straight figure, with majestic eyebrows and thick eyes, and a calm demeanor that had settled down on his face that had been baptized by wind and frost.
"My lord."
Yes, the person holding Xiao Zhumo down was none other than Luo Jiuli's father, the Duke of the country, Luo Daohan.
"Hmph! Prince Zhao, you are so impressive!"
The Duke of Guo has a strange and sinister attitude, and his smile makes people laugh.
The guards around King Zhao secretly wanted to step forward to rescue them, but the Duke stared at them with tiger eyes, and they all turned into little chickens in an instant.
"Monkey cubs, how many lives do you have for daring to play with the imperial officials? Even if I kill you, your master will only spill a few taels of silver."
"My lord, be careful what you say."
Although Xiao Zhumo couldn't say he felt relaxed at this moment, as a high-ranking prince, he was bullied into this position by the father and daughter of the Duke's Mansion. If he didn't earn some face for himself, wouldn't he be unable to hold him up again in the future?
It's begun.
"Be careful?"
The Duke sneered.
"Prince Zhao, before I had my daughter in your hands, I had no choice but to endure it, give in, and provide for you. Now, my daughter has woken up, and I don't have to be as patient as before."
"Let's go. I drank some wine today and my hands are itchy. I want to find someone to have a discussion with."
"As a prince who has been on the battlefield, Prince Zhao is the most suitable candidate."
Xiao Zhumo's body froze.
"The Duke--"
"Don't be afraid. The old minister knows everything. Besides, hasn't Prince Zhao always wanted to ask the old minister for some advice?"
The Duke of Guo smiled coldly, pressed Xiao Zhumo's shoulders and walked towards the entrance of the alley, but his ink-like tiger eyes projected a bone-eroding coldness.
Luo Jiuli in the crowd only saw his father holding Xiao Zhumo's shoulders as he walked out of the alley and wanted to send someone to chase him.
I saw teams of officials pushing more than a dozen small trucks, crunching over from a distance. The scene was very spectacular.
There were bulging animal skin bags swinging back and forth on the car, with a diabolo tube one foot thick inside.
"Master, they really found it."
"Well, this kind of thing is very common and the most convenient."
As he spoke, Luo Jiuli looked at the entrance of the alley where no figure had long been seen.
At this time, she couldn't care about the other two people. She just hoped that her father wouldn't beat Xiao Zhumo until the emperor couldn't even recognize him.
At this moment, the captain of the latent fire team next to Xiao Mingxuan shouted to the officials:
"Everyone should be in groups of three, fifteen meters apart. As mentioned just now, one person should put the bamboo tube on his shoulder to fix the position and aim it at the source of the fire. The two people should squeeze the leather bag hard against each other. Quick, quick."
The captain had a hoarse voice, red eyes, and roared loudly.
The officers pushing the small carts were quite fast, and they distanced themselves one by one, following the previous instructions. Although they were still a little unskilled in their actions, at the time of the fire, no one could care so much.
If one person can't hold the bamboo tube in place, then two people are needed. If two people can't hold down the leather bag, then three people are needed.
Almost everyone doesn't need to give orders at this time.
Including the common people, they saw jets of water spraying into Jiang Mansion, the flames on the courtyard wall were extinguished instantly, and the crowd was boiling.
All able-bodied people stepped forward to lend a hand.
"There's more, there's more."
Not far away, people from the Duke's Mansion also rushed over.
The captain of the latent fire team and the leaders of the government agencies all ran over excitedly.
Everyone followed suit and surrounded Jiang Mansion.
"Second Miss."
In the cold winter, Shen Ran came back to resume his duties, and the housekeeper also rushed over, followed by many guards and guards from the Duke's Mansion.
"Why are you all here? Where is mother? Is there anyone in the house?"
Luo Jiuli asked anxiously.
The butler replied:
"Second Miss, don't worry. Madam and the eldest miss are both in the house. Not all the guards are here, but they have spent some time looking for these objects."
Luo Jiuli nodded.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"What the second lady said, as long as Jiang Mansion's fire can be controlled, my subordinates will definitely be able to find whatever they have."
Luo Jiuli smiled and said nothing.
In the cold winter, he looked around outside the Jiang Mansion, but didn't seem to find the person he was looking for, so he turned to look at Luo Jiuli.
"Second Miss, where is the eldest young master? Why don't you see the eldest young master?"
The housekeeper also said:
"My subordinates didn't see the master either. My wife was still saying at home that the master was drunk and must not go into the fire to avoid being burned."
From the side, Nan Xing followed up and said:
"The eldest son just followed the Duke and chased him out of the alley."
Luo Jiuli was startled:
"What did you say? My eldest brother went too."
Nan Xing nodded.
"The eldest son said that the Duke was drunk and his actions were not serious. It was better for him to keep an eye on him so that nothing would happen to him."
Luo Jiuli: I really agree with that sentence, brothers fight, father and son go into battle.
The housekeeper and Lin Dong were stunned.
Nan Zhu briefly explained what happened just now.
"My mother, that's the prince! The emperor's son."
The butler slapped his thigh and chased towards the alley with the guards with a frightened look on his face.
Luo Jiuli looked at Nan Zhu, Nan Zhu looked at Nan Xing, and Nan Xing looked at her master.
The master and servant looked at each other and smiled.
"Master, what have you decided to tell the Holy One?"
Nan Zhu felt that her master would not fight an unprepared battle.
Since the master did not stop the Duke from beating King Zhao, he must have some backup plan.
Luo Jiuli looked up at Jiang Mansion, where most of the fire had been extinguished.
"If I improve this fire-extinguishing artifact, the emperor will definitely reward Xiao Zhumo with dozens more torture sticks."
Nan Xing, Nan Zhu: Why are you so looking forward to King Zhao being beaten?
The three masters and servants were talking when a roar of joyful release that had been suppressed for a long time came from outside Jiang Mansion.
"It's under control, finally under control."
"The fire is out, such a big fire is out?"
"Secret fire team, go up, go up, extinguish all the sources of fire in Jiang Mansion."
"Dali Temple, find the source of the fire, and you must find out the cause of the fire for me."
"yes."
A group of government officials, no longer caring about their identities at this time, rushed into Jiang Mansion with disgrace and disaster.
The head is saved, now it's time to find out where the fire started.
"Let's go and have a look."
After the fire was extinguished, Luo Jiuli was approached by Nan Xing and Nan Zhu Tongtong and approached Jiang Mansion.
She knew that Xiao Mingxuan was afraid that something would happen to her, so he asked Nan Xing and Nan Zhu to protect her and prevent her from getting close to the fire.
From a distance, Xiao Mingxuan saw her approaching and raised his feet to greet her.
"Li'er, you single-handedly saved many homes in danger in this inner city."
Luo Jiuli looked at his brows and said softly:
"I just came up with the idea. The one who really controls the overall situation and mobilizes these people is the prince."