The Qian family's compound, the original elegant and exquisite pavilions, has now been destroyed for most of it.

Broken bricks and blackened beams can be seen everywhere. The shouting lasted from early morning to dusk, never stopping for a moment.

The outermost courtyards of the Qian family compound have long fallen into the hands of the enemy, and the children of the Qian family are relying on the gardens in the house to entangle with the enemy at this moment.

A sharp spear may reach out from the corner of the long corridor, and a cold crossbow arrow may fly from the crevice of the rockery, not to mention the potholes in the narrow path, and the fishing nets that bounce off the eaves......

The gardens and pools that linger on weekdays have now become weapons for the children of the Qian family to defend their homes.

"Uncle Jingwen, Runyuan is lost!" Qian Hong rushed to Qian Jingwen covered in blood.

"What?" Qian Jingwen was shocked, but he gave a new order in a short time: "Quick! Retreat to Fanghuamen, and build another line of defense with bricks and stones, and waste materials!"

"Yes!" Qian Hong didn't have time to check the wounds on his body, and ran away without looking back.

"Runyuan is also lost, if the Fanghua Gate is broken, the enemy will be killed in the main hall!" Qian Jingwen stared at the layout of the Qian family's compound on the desk, his eyebrows were full of exhaustion and anxiety.

The children of the family, especially the children of the family with a thousand-year-old heritage, have received many aspects of education since childhood, although it is inevitable that they will be lazy on weekdays, and even inevitably have some. But in the midst of life and death, what they have learned, what seems and what they have forgotten, can quickly resurface. Ordinary people, when disaster comes, are often at a loss, but when the disaster comes, the probability of the children of the family appearing calm and calm, and even turning the tide is much higher than ordinary people.

This is the power of education, which is usually not visible, but only at the most critical moment, showing his great power in the plain.

Qian Xiaojing, who was seriously injured, lay on the side, looking at his son, who had grown up in one day, but there was indescribable relief in his tired eyes.

"Dad, what are you laughing at? I can't stand it!" Qian Jingwen looked at his father with a wry smile, and only at this time could he vaguely see Qian Jingwen's original lazy appearance, although until last night, the smile on his face was like this.

Qian Xiaojing scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy! Lao Tzu is going to die, you still don't let me save my worries!"

"Don't, don't say that! my son still expects you to live a long life!" Qian Jingwen hurriedly shook his head.

"Haha...... cough cough" Qian Xiaojing laughed twice, but he touched the wound and coughed, and what came out was not phlegm, but blood.

"Daddy...... What do you say are you anxious about! If you want to scold me, I'll keep it and scold it later!" Qian Jingwen hurriedly ran over, picked up a porcelain bowl next to him, spent a pill with water, and fed it to his father. Although his face was still smiling, his eyes were already moist.

Qian Xiaojing took the potion and felt a little more comfortable, so he continued: "You kid wish Lao Tzu had been sheltering you from the wind and rain, wouldn't you?"

"That's a good feeling!" Qian Jingwen looked at his father's increasingly pale face, smiled hard, laughed hard, and emitted all the sour breath in his nasal cavity from his mouth, his voice was not like laughter, but like a cough, but the tears in his eyes couldn't be stopped.

"Son, my father used to be wrong, he always forced you to learn this and that, you didn't want to, and he was always angry at you, and he never gave you a word of encouragement for what you wanted to do. Thinking about it now, it was really stupid at that time, how could my son of Qian Xiaojing be a mediocre talent? haha......"

Qian Xiaojing coughed a few more times, and now he has nothing else to ask for, he just wants to say a few more words to his son. Over the years, whenever father and son were alone, he always tried his best to play the role of a strict father. Qian Xiaojing's wife left early, and he had to be busy with such a big mess of the Qian family, he felt that if he was not strict with his son, he was afraid that his son would also follow those unruly paths.

So much so that when the father and son got along, he never said more than one hand, and before he said two words, he habitually taught him, and the son either avoided it or quarreled fiercely with him.

Now that I think about it, I have been really stupid all these years, my son is obviously much more precocious and introverted than his peers, but as a father, he has never found out, let alone understood what his son thinks.

"Son, my father has been worrying about it all these years! I always want to arrange everything for you, in fact, where do you need me to arrange it?"

"Alas...... If I didn't care about you at the beginning, I would be able to be a grandfather now! I won't let you be your age, or a chick, and you won't be laughed at when you go out, right?" Qian Xiaojing's face gradually became ruddy, and he felt a lot better spirited, looking at his son, joking.

Qian Jingwen noticed the change in his father's face, tears filled his eyes again, and he forced a smile to himself: "Dad...... I'll talk about it later......"

Qian Xiaojing also realized that it was the last time at this moment, looked at his tearful son, stretched out his hand with difficulty, stroked his son's face, and said softly: "Son, in the future, my father will not be able to shelter you from the wind and rain...... It's up to you to shelter the Qian family from the wind and rain......"

"Daddy...... Without you...... I can't do it!" Qian Jingwen finally couldn't help crying.

"Don't worry...... Take it easy...... You do ...... I'm relieved......" In a smile, Qian Xiaojing's outstretched hand slowly fell, and no matter how hard Qian Jingwen grabbed it, he was still powerless......

"Daddy......" Qian Jingwen hugged his father's body and cried.

On the couch, Qian Xiaojing's body was covered with a white sheet, and the seat on his abdomen had been dyed blood-red.

A wound the size of a bowl, from the front abdomen to the back waist, the fine iron crossbow and arrow of the eight-bull crossbow hit Qian Xiaojing's abdomen, tearing the skin and flesh and internal organs apart.

On the table next to the couch, there was a small jade bottle, and the limited number of precious pills in it had been consumed just now. When the medicine is gone, the person will naturally die......

There was an old man standing at the door, looking at Qian Xiaojing on the couch, and then at the small jade bottle on the desk, sighing wordlessly. I don't know if I am lamenting the death of the head of the family, or whether it is a pity that it is ineffective but for the sake of a few extra hours, the hard-won elixir was wasted.

Qian Jingwen cried for a while, and his voice gradually disappeared, leaving only his shoulders that kept twitching.

"The head of the family mourns!" the old man at the door bowed to Qian Jingwen and said, his movements were a little stiff, and he seemed to be injured a lot.

Qian Jingwen straightened up with difficulty, looked back at the old man, just looked at it, and the old man looked back like that.

Gradually, Qian Jingwen's shoulders no longer trembled.

Jingwen ...... Uncle Jingwen...... Enemy...... The enemy has retreated!" Outside the door, Qian Hong ran back again, panting breathlessly.

Qian Hong ran into the house, and at a glance saw Qian Xiaojing, whose face had been covered by a white cloth on the couch, and then looked at Qian Jingwen, who had tears on his face, but had a resolute face, sitting in the seat of the head of the family on weekdays.

"The enemy has retreated!" Qian Hong's words were concise and to the point, his expression was calm, and he had also grown a lot in this day.

Qian Jingwen raised his head and looked at him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "The martial arts fight is over, naturally it's time to fight." Go, get their lobbyists in!"

Qian Hong was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted: "Yes!"

After saying that, he ran outside the house.

In the courtyard of the Qian family, under a tree outside the gate, there was an old man standing, just standing casually, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was resting.

However, when the old man standing at the entrance of the main hall in the Qian family's compound moved, he would also move accordingly. The front line that ensures that the soldiers of both sides are engaged is the midpoint between the two.

But at this moment, the old man under the tree opened his eyes, because a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe walked slowly towards him.

"Why you?" said the old man under the tree.

"With Li Yi's ability, the person who came was naturally me!"

"Lobbyist?" said the old man under the tree again.

Kong Ke nodded, stretched out his finger and pointed to his head, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I still have some use for this thing, so naturally I can only be a lobbyist here!"

"Alas......" The old man under the tree let out a long sigh and shook his head, as if he didn't want to mention it again, and immediately asked something else: "Is the young master okay?"

The old man under the tree subconsciously lowered his voice.

Kong Ke just nodded.

When he looked down, he found that there was a faint blood stain on the old man's waist, and asked in surprise, "Are you injured?"

The old man smiled: "The sword has no eyes, how can you not be injured? Don't worry! The guy inside is not less injured than me!"

Kong Ke nodded slightly, with a hint of worry in his expression, and then quickly took out a jade bottle from his arms and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the jade bottle with an indescribable look of surprise: "How can you have such a thing?"

Kong Ke smiled: "Many years ago, I killed someone and found it out of him!"

The old man under the tree looked at Kong Ke with a hint of shock, a hint of doubt, and a hint of helplessness.

"It's not easy to kill, is it?"

"Indeed, who made that time young and vigorous!"

"Hehe, even if you kill it, it's not easy to touch, right?"

"This ...... Fortunately, maybe I met a second ancestor, and he's quite rich!"

"Aren't you rich, then?"

"It's okay!"

The old man under the tree looked at Kong Ke and smiled a little speechlessly: "No wonder your kid has improved so fast in kung fu over the years! I'm just afraid that the hurdle of the grandmaster will be able to pass it soon, right?"

Kong Ke shook his head helplessly: "How can it be so easy?" If you want to open it, you can naturally get by, but if you don't want to open it, you can't get through it for the rest of your life......"

The old man under the tree didn't say anything, just smiled: "In this way, I will be relieved if you go in!" The breath of the guy inside is still very weak, thinking that the Qian family either has no medicine, or he has given the medicine to others, earlier, Qian Xiaojing was seriously injured, but it seems that he has not been hanging, and it is estimated that he has also taken medicine. ”

"The family is a big family, and there will inevitably be more rules. Kong Ke said.

"Yes, after all, we are still human beings, and we can't get rid of it," the old man under ......the tree was a little lonely.

"I don't blame you. Kong Ke said with a smile, and then emphasized one more sentence: "There is no young master!"

", I'm not explaining to you!" said the old man under the tree.

"Haha! Then I'm in!"

Laughing, Kong Ke walked into the Qian family's compound......

"What? Ordinary property, why don't you go and grab it?"

In the main hall of the Qian family's compound, Qian Jingwen sat in his father's seat on weekdays, and Qian Xiaojing's body had been carried away. At this moment, Kong Ke was standing in the hall, and the old man was standing next to Qian Jingwen so quietly, and it was naturally Qian Hong who was shouting.

After listening to Qian Hong's complaints, Kong Ke smiled calmly, and said as a matter of course: "We were robbing!"

"You ......" Qian Hong was speechless for a while.

"When will you retire?" Qian Jingwen looked at Kong Ke indifferently.

"As soon as the money is in hand, retire immediately!" Kong Ke looked at him calmly.

"We'll need some time. Qian Jingwen said again.

"Is one hour enough?" Kong Ke asked.

Qian Jingwen glanced at Kong Ke deeply and nodded: "Yes!"

"The head of the family, no! so many people have died in our family, is it just that?" Qian Hong naturally heard what the head of the family meant, and hurriedly persuaded.

"Shut up!" Qian Jingwen glared at Qian Hong viciously, then turned to Kong Ke and said, "Two hours later, pay the money and retire!"

"Okay!" Kong Ke finished speaking, bowed, and turned to leave.

After Kong Ke left, Qian Hong couldn't help but shout anymore: "Family master, so many people have died in our family, and in the end we have to spend money to avoid disasters, how can this be worthy of those relatives who died!"

"Otherwise?" Qian Jingwen looked at him with cold eyes and said, "Do you want to let the living continue to die?"

"If the money is gone, you can make it again, and if the people are gone, the Qian family will really be finished!" Qian Jingwen looked at Qian Hong's sad and angry look, and then said: "Hatred is used to remember! Today's hatred will be found one day!"

"When will that be?" Qian Hong cried out in grief.

The corners of Qian Jingwen's mouth rose, and he smiled coldly: "It's almost over! The government army outside the city must have gotten the news! They gave us an hour, indicating that the other party's remaining troops can only support one hour." ”

"What can the government army outside the city do?" Qian Hong said angrily.

"Even if it's useless, a few thousand people can at least help us consume some of the other party's strength, there is such a big thing in Yangzhou, it won't be long before the army of the imperial court to quell the rebellion will arrive, and at that time, we who remain in Yangzhou City will become a vital link. Strange goods can be lived, and the imperial court will definitely offer a big price!" Although Qian Jingwen has only just taken over the position of head of the family, what he thinks and thinks is already centered on the interests of the family.

Qian Jingwen was right, the government army outside Yangzhou City had been hungry for many days, and although the reaction was slow and undecent, they actually got the news at noon.

It's not that I didn't do anything for more than half a day, except for the time it took to integrate the team, most of the time was looking for food!

Yangzhou City was lost, and the commander of the Yangzhou Military Government would definitely die, so he was in a hurry.

But the government has been hungry for almost a month, and they usually don't bother to move, let alone bring up to fight!

The commander had no choice but to carry out his own food, but there were many monks and few porridges, where was there enough for thousands of people to eat.

In desperation, the governor of Yangzhou ordered the government army to go to the countryside to "raise military rations".

As soon as this command was given, it was like an open magic box, and it was out of control!

It is naturally a big crime to set up a military force in the township, but in wartime, it is only a demotion at most, and if you look for someone again, it is possible to offset the merits and demerits.

But if Yangzhou City is lost, no matter who he looks for, it will be impossible to hold his head! The best result is to die on the battlefield, at least it will not cause trouble to his wife and children.

Therefore, when the full return of the government military gate burped, carrying large bags and small bags, appeared on the school field of the military camp, the sun had already set in the west.

"Let's go!"

It's better to be late than never! Captain Zhichong rode his red horse, dressed in ancestral bright silver armor, and led a group of disheveled soldiers with torches towards Yangzhou City.

Li Yi and the others, who had already made preparations, were at the head of the west gate of Yangzhou City at the moment, looking at the long dragon of torches winding in the distance, and said with some amusement: "This surname Shang is really interesting, he came to steal the camp with torches, and I don't know what he has in his head?"

"It's hard to say, maybe it's women, or gold and silver, or food, anyway, the art of war is probably forgotten a long time ago!"

"Strategist, let me go down and kill them! I only need five hundred people, no, only three hundred people, and one back and forth can kill these guys without leaving a piece of armor!" Qin Gang killed all morning, and he didn't enjoy it at all, and after recuperating for an afternoon, he became alive and vigorous again.

Li Yi glared at him, and then explained: "Don't worry! This time, I'm going to eat them all! Save yourself from sending troops to nearby states and counties tomorrow, and you have to meet them, although this group of government troops has no combat power, but they are also trained, if they let them hold the city, we will also spend a lot of time, now what we lack is time, but there is no time to waste on them!"

"Let them attack the city first, and when the soldiers who attacked the Qian family's compound are withdrawn, they will go out from the south gate, detour to the west gate, attack with us, and completely leave these guys here!"

Next, there is a kind of siege and defense of the city.

The surname of the commander of the Yangzhou Military Government is Shang, although he was ridiculed by Li Yi, he still remembers the book of war, and the process of attacking the city is also clearly remembered.

It's just that he has few soldiers, and Yangzhou is a big city, and if he wants to besiege the city, it is impossible without more than 100,000 horses.

For this reason, they can only specialize in the West Gate, and the rest of the doors are just a dozen people pretending to be a show.

In Shang Duwei's opinion, the chaos in the city was just some hungry people, and they couldn't survive anymore, so they rose up and learned the tricks in the play.

When his army arrives, he will not be able to surrender to the wind!

Therefore, although Shang Duwei was worried, he was not nervous, and arranged the siege in an orderly manner.

The two sides fought back and forth at the West Gate for more than an hour, and Captain Shang Du became more and more sure of his thoughts, if there were well-trained soldiers in the city, and there were many of them, where would they fight with him for so long!

Shang Duwei's heart became more and more relaxed, until he ran from the direction of the south gate: "Duwei, help...... Reinforcements!"