Boyan hesitated a little: "This mother, if the second lady is really going to give birth, this great enemy is current, if you don't take her with you, if the child has a mistake, will Xiangye spare us?"

Mother Tao was stunned, turned her face to look at him, and said word by word: "Little adult, Madame's original intention is to protect the safety of the son and the eldest lady with all her might. Although Meng Ji is the sister-in-law of his wife, he is only a concubine at best, and even if he gives birth to a son, he is just the identity of a concubine, how can he be compared with a dignified son? Besides, what is hidden in a secret place is the word "secret". How can a woman in labor hide in this night of chaos? It's good not to drag everyone to the funeral."

This middle-aged woman's words were not amazing, but she said every word to the point, so that Boyan couldn't argue at all, so she had to follow her.

Tao's mother is dedicated to taking care of her son, and there is another Jing Mama, who is responsible for taking care of Changji, these two are Zhaoji's dowry servants, and they are usually the most trusted by their wives. At this time, only the two of them quietly walked out of the back door with Xiao Shizi and Changji in their arms, and quietly walked to the back garden under the cover of night. After the Boyan Palace, he pressed the long sword on his waist with one hand defensively, and a pair of eyes glanced around vigilantly from time to time.

The group came to a hut and walked in. Boyan was about to beckon them to settle down, but he heard Tao's mother say, "It's not here, this place is not private enough."

Bo Yan was surprised, as far as he knew, this thatched hut was the residence of the dumb old man who took care of the garden in the back garden of Fuzhong, and it had not been inhabited since the old man passed away last year. Is there a hole in the future?

The second grandmother of Tao Jing walked in front of the car and was familiar with the road, and Boyan had to follow silently, and the two children probably felt the abnormality of today's atmosphere, and they were very well-behaved quietly. Passing through the thatched cottage, there is a small fence gate to the west. Walk through the fence gate to a bamboo garden, and there are three adobe houses at the back, and the gate is as low as a dog's hole.

Boyan was not short, he followed them with his head down, there was a bed inside, and there was a small window on the left and right, leaking a little moonlight. Mama Jing was just about to light the candle, but Boyan hurriedly stopped her: "Extinguish it! It's no fun to provoke thieves!"

"That's right! It's dying!" Mother Tao also came to help, so frightened that Mama Jing hurriedly blew out the fire primer burning in her hand, almost didn't burn her hand, and kept shaking it.

Just such a moment of firelight, Bo Yan saw that there seemed to be a huge casting furnace in the middle of the room, which was the size of half a room, what was going on? Mother Tao explained, "My lord, this was originally a sword-forging workshop, built during the first father's time. After a few years, it was abandoned when it was not used."

Boyan nodded: "This place is indeed secret, I have been in the mansion for four or five years, but I have never heard of this place. Rest assured, those thieves will never find this place. The two mothers can put the little masters to sleep!"

A room of women and children, he is a man in the same room, how inconvenient it is. Boyan stood in the dark of the eaves with his sword in his hand, his eyes sharp and alert on all sides. There was a faint noise outside the walls of the mansion, and the fire in the palace seemed to be still burning------ Boyan was a little uneasy, after tonight, would the Prime Minister's Mansion still be available for himself? And the second lady Meng Ji's side, what is going on? Thinking about it, I can't help but feel confused.

Zhao Ji hurried to the front gate of the outer courtyard, which was already crowded with sturdy government soldiers and guards, all holding torches, until the night was as bright as day. The vermilion lacquer gate nearly three people high was slammed loudly, and there was a chaotic shout outside-

"Summon's quick capture!"

"Zhao Gonghu imprisoned the Son of Heaven in the palace, and the son disappeared today, and the Zhao clan is to blame, so don't open the door quickly!"

"We will arrest the rebels of the Zhao clan, and those who will be promoted to the rank of knight anyway, and those who dare to resist will be killed!"

Uncle Mi stood in front of him, blocking a straight passage for his mother. A half-palm-sized window opened on the side of the door, and he leaned over to take a closer look, and a large group of people had gathered outside the door, only the first few were wearing armor, and they couldn't tell what kind of system it was. The hundreds of people in the back are dressed in various colors, with a strange appearance, a fierce face, and a scolding in their mouths.

He turned away from the gate, stood at the top of the steps, and said to Uncle Mi, "Try to make it quiet outside, I have something to say!"

There was a noise inside and outside the door, and Uncle Mi found a gong and struck it for a while

Loud and loud, "It's quiet outside, my wife has something to say!"

The sound of gongs made his eardrums buzz, and it was easy to be quiet outside.

Zhao Ji raised his eyebrows, and said neatly: "What are your intentions, I know clearly! Don't pretend to be a dog, but in your heart you have the idea of coercing everyone to rebel!" qs

The words "rebellion and rebellion" were quite shocking, and as soon as these words came out, the outside fell silent again.

Zhaoji raised his voice and said coldly, "Someone said that the Son of Heaven was missing, who saw it? My husband has led the troops into the palace to quell the rebellion, once the Son of Heaven is safe and sound, think about it, who is making trouble with the rebels today, which one can still have a head attached to his neck? I advise you, while you haven't shown your face yet, it's serious to slip away quickly, there are ways to make a fortune, but don't take this desperate road. Rebellion is not about robbing a rich family and losing your head, think about your wives and children!"

It was even more silent outside. In the middle of the night, an old man's voice sounded: "Madam, we are not here to rob the house, let alone rebel, I just ask Mrs. to let the Xiangye speak, open a city gate, so that the children of the family can escape, I am grateful!"

"Everybody wants to escape from this pickaxe capital, I can understand that. But old man," Zhao Ji's eyes filled with tears, "Have you ever thought about it, the king of Zhou is the son of heaven, has he left his subjects behind and fled to Fengyi like those noble princes?" Not only did he not escape, but he closed the palace door and put himself in danger? For what? It's not that you can't leave behind the people of the Great Zhou and the Sheji Temple? King Zhou is like this, Zhao Gong is like this, uncle, can you really give up the ancestral industry in this city? Even if they escape, where will they take them in?"

Seeing that his own hearts were shaken, the arrogant male voice shouted again: "Don't be bewitched by this stinky woman, didn't she say it? Zhao Gong is not in the house, we can only force him to open the city gate if we arrest his wife and children. There are countless gold, silver and jewels in this prime minister's mansion, let's rob it, and then open the city gate with hostages, the sky and the earth are big, enough for us to enjoy half a lifetime! Rush, fortune is tonight!"

Uncle Mi roared, "Brothers, we are all generations of servants of the Zhaogong Mansion, if the protector is not effective, the left and right will die! If the Prime Minister's Mansion is gone, our net worth and life will be gone! Brothers, go up! Survive the night, and everyone will be rewarded!"

With these two roars, tonight's fight officially began.