Yesterday it snowed heavily for a whole day, and thick snowflakes had accumulated on the ground around the capital, and today it was stopped during the day, but the sky was still gloomy. At ten o'clock in the evening, the snow was heavy again, and the cold penetrated directly through the clothes and into the body.

Although the three hundred or so guards of the palace were all wearing cotton armor, some of them still couldn't stop shivering, Zhu Houwei looked at it, and asked them to retreat from the front yard and gather around the villa located in the center of the palace.

As for the cook, the maid and everything were arranged in the cellar at the back of the villa. It is said to be a cellar, but it is more like a dungeon. It is divided into the front hall, the back hall and the left and right side halls. There was nothing in the front hall, but the empty area of more than 500 square meters, squeezed into seventy or eighty people, began to be a little crowded. Quilts are spread all over the ground, and tonight these seventy or eighty people will sleep here.

Steward Xiao and Qingmei Xiaohuan have different treatments, living in the left side hall, the space here is smaller, but it is more than enough to live for three people. The right side hall is an ice cellar, but now it has been discontinued in the palace, and only saltpeter is needed to get ice in summer. The current ice cellar is specially used to store the calligraphy, painting and antiques collected by Zhu Houwei, each of which is old and priceless. The apse is actually a silver vault, which is stored here that belongs to the palace, or belongs to Zhu Houwei's personal silver, and the Fu Wangfu also has an industry. Now there are at least more than two million taels of silver and thirty thousand taels of gold stored in this apse, which is still Zhu Houwei's savings for several years. There is still too little gold circulating in the Daming market.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, the guards were divided into twenty teams to patrol near the villa, and Zhu Houwei and Hong Yu sat in the living room and drank tea, waiting quietly.

Huang Deliang has already tested the food, saying that every dish is non-toxic, but there is one in a plate of green vegetables called Xilaixiao, but once it is combined with the cold crab, it will produce toxicity, making people weak limbs, falling into a coma, and their faces will twitch. This poison will not attack immediately, but it will take three or four hours, and at this time Zhu Houwei has already fallen asleep, so he will become a dead fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Zhu Houwei knew that today would definitely be the enemy's time to attack, and it was very likely that he would be able to fight both with poisoning and finish his work in one battle. There are also fifty guards lurking in various corners of the villa, these people are carefully selected from the land and water camp, not to mention anything else, at least their background is innocent, and their loyalty is also guaranteed.

Suddenly, many torches were thrown in from outside the walls around the Fuwang Mansion, and they burned to various buildings at once, and these buildings were all wooden structures, which could easily cause a fire. The biggest fire was in the stables in the southeast, where there was a lot of straw and forage, and the firewood houses in the northwest were also on fire.

In the silence and darkness of the night, the firelight quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the center of the Fuwang Mansion, and someone outside the house shouted, "The water is gone." Zhu Houwei and Hong Yu also walked out of the door, and seeing the fire around them, Zhu Houwei sneered, "Don't worry about other places, just keep this place for me." Be prepared for defense, a guest is coming. The calm Zhu Houwei let the guards calm down at once, and with the backbone, they were organized.

The villa is not very large, but if it is surrounded by three hundred people, the formation will be sparse, so the men are placed in front of the front and rear doors, and the vicinity of the window is reserved for the guards who stay in the house, if anyone breaks through the window, the iron will definitely be shot into a sieve.

Although the Fuwang Mansion is not small, it is only a matter of a few minutes to rush to the center from all sides. Soon, in the light of the deliberately lit braziers around the villa, many figures dressed in black and holding swords flashed.

Among the guards, there are also ranged weapons, not muskets but bows and arrows. Zhu Houwei is still a little worried about these guards sent by the military department, although more than a dozen people have been eliminated, it is difficult to ensure that there are no eyeliners and minions of some forces inside.

Sure enough, in the first round of bow and arrow shooting, more than a dozen people fell to the man in black. But suddenly, among the guards, one of them shouted, "Do it." More than 20 people drew their knives and slashed at their colleagues. I didn't expect that the good brothers who usually lived together would show a hideous face and slash at themselves, and there were not a few guards who fell in love for a while.

However, the rebellion was still a little smaller than the total number of guards, and it was quickly suppressed. But the number of guards who could fight was reduced by about fifty at once, and he was also a little dazed, wondering if there were still spies among the remaining colleagues, and looked at his teammates with a hint of caution.

The most important thing is that through this is the delay time of the people, the man in black at the front is already less than ten meters away from the guard, and it is not very convenient to use a bow and arrow at this time, Zhu Houwei, who was standing at the front door, looked at it, and there were no less than two hundred people in black who came to the front door alone, and he was very angry in his heart. To hide so many people around the palace and avoid the officials of the Shuntian Mansion is not something that ordinary people can do, and no one believes that there is no great power in the capital.

The two sides fought each other in short combat, waving knives at each other, and between one move and one style, life passed. The guards at the front door were two hundred people in total, and there were already twenty or thirty fewer when the two sides were fighting, and the number of people was slightly at a disadvantage, and the people who came were all fierce and abnormal, and the movements were definitely fast and accurate, which should not be underestimated. The number of guards is declining rapidly, after all, they were selected from the Beijing camp, and they haven't been on the battlefield for many years.

Suddenly, Zhu Houwei's pupils shrank, and his face turned pale. I didn't notice it when I was far away, but at this time I found that there were about thirty people, and the one in their hands was the Zhuge Repeater crossbow made by Zhu Houwei back then.

When it got closer, there was a burst of fire, Zhu Houwei saw that these people did not care about the anxious situation of both sides, but a burst of fire from friend to enemy, of course, the probability of the guards being hit by arrows was higher, and there were many people in black, and soon, the casualties of the guards were more than half, and there was even a phenomenon of escape.

Cold weapon battle, the team only escaped when half of the casualties occurred, surrender is already very good, to fight to the last person, it has to be the elite soldier of the elite soldiers, and there are very few such teams in the history books.

Zhu Houwei also wore a cotton armor, the same dress as the guards, if he wore personality at this time, it was likely to attract a lot of firepower. Hong Yu, who was beside him, pulled Zhu Houwei and said, "Go in." Zhu Houwei glanced at the pool of blood not far from the door, and the guards who fell down one by one screamed, frowned and entered the villa.

Gradually, the screaming outside the villa stopped, Zhu Houwei knew what it meant, sitting in the living room, closing his eyes, gritting his teeth, and shaking his body slightly, Hong Yu knew that Zhu Houwei was very angry now.

Soon, there was a banging sound at the front and back doors, but they were all iron doors, and there was a table behind the door, and it was impossible to do anything for a while.

Suddenly, all the glass around the villa shattered, and the glass ballast fell to the ground, and the stone that rolled into the house was obviously the culprit. Immediately afterward, someone entered the house through a window just over a meter long, and they were greeted by a familiar voice. Click, click, the same Zhuge crossbow, at such a distance, no matter how high your martial arts are, you can't dodge it, one by one snorted and screamed, twitched a few times on the ground, and didn't move.

After a while, a total of thirty or so people sent in by others were all wiped out, and the battle was considered to have entered a pause. But soon, it continued. One by one, the clay pots were thrown in, fell to the tiles and shattered to the ground, and then the liquid in them flowed out wantonly, through the pungent smell, everyone knew that it was oil, and Zhu Houwei's face was even more ugly.