At this time, there was a small episode.

The little girl Fen'er ran over in a panic, and reported breathlessly: "Mrs. -------, the two mothers and the two little masters of Taojing in that courtyard are gone, and I can only come to report to Mrs.

Perhaps it was at this critical moment that the heart of calling herself as a mother's calf protector was more sensitive and suspicious, and her sharp eyes stared at Fen'er's heart, and she said leisurely, "They have their own places to go, why do you need to inquire?"

Fen'er heard the voice of her master's words, and deeply regretted that she had such a mouthful, and hurriedly remedied: "Slave maid, slave maid is going to tell Mrs. that the second lady has a fetal gas, and she is afraid that she is going to give birth. Mother Tao asked the slave maid to find the midwife, but the midwife in the house went to the kitchen to help prepare the oil------

"Then hurry up to the kitchen and call someone, saying that it is my order, and let the midwife go to the second lady's courtyard quickly. What is wrong that can't spare them!" Before she could finish speaking, Zhaoji shouted categorically.

Fen'er left, and the female envoy brought a long couch, beckoning herself and waving her hand, anxious in her heart. The offensive and defensive battle of the Prime Minister's Mansion has entered a fierce stalemate stage, and she has no bottom in her heart whether she can hold it or not.

According to the regulations, in addition to the royal palace, the palace of the second duke of the second prince is the tallest and thickest in a few weeks, and the height is enough for two or three people to overlap, and the vermilion lacquer gate with a thickness of nearly half a foot cannot be broken without a heavy hammer after the door latch is attached. The crazy beating of those people outside was the blind man lighting the lamp - in vain. The gate didn't shake at all, and even slashing with knives and guns was useless.

The thieves outside don't seem to be a rabble, and the incident happened suddenly, and they don't have the right tools to attack the door. I had to ask someone to cut down some thick trees to use them as stumps, and on the other hand, I held them up to climb the wall.

Perhaps inspired by the battle of Ji Duoyou's lacquer, Uncle Mi, who had been pondered, had already prepared a lot of ash poles of more than two meters, with sharp tips and light shafts, which only needed to be held by two Ding Zhuang's hands. Whenever a person's head popped out of the wall, they poked it fiercely, only to hear the screams repeatedly, and immediately several thieves were pierced through the lower palate or chest, and fell heavily from the wall.

There were also thieves who had learned well, brandishing a big knife and climbing the wall, trying to cut off the ash rod, but they did not know that the pole was tarred, and the idle sharp weapon did not move at all. Then they were agile, and the pole did not hit, and there was a group of bow-wielding doormen in ambush inside the door, and a few swished to shoot them down.

The thief ate a trench and grew wise, and began to shoot arrows into it, covering his companions to climb in, and for a while arrows rained down. Many guards with wooden poles in the door kept being hit by arrows, and Zhao Ji hurriedly ordered the female envoys around him to carry the wounded into the hall for treatment.

This group of attackers temporarily had the advantage, and the thieves were encouraged, and they climbed the courtyard wall with strange screams, and for a time the courtyard wall was crowded with people, and the situation was critical.

"Brothers, get on the guys!" Uncle Mi brandished his long sword and ordered the ten doormen to climb the wooden ladder against the wall, avoid the rain of arrows, and spread the small bag of lime in his arms with his hand. Items that were originally prepared for the spread of the epidemic did not want to come in handy at this time.

Accompanied by the fluttering lime drifting away, there were bursts of "ouch" screams outside, mixed with constant vicious cursing: "The dignified prime minister, you actually resorted to such a subordinate method------" Yunyun.

Uncle Mi yelled, "With you rebellious ministers and thieves, what else can you talk about?"

After this wave of offensive was defeated, the outside gradually quieted down, but both Zhaoji 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 moment is yet to come.

"Oh no, the back garden is flooded!"

There were miserable screams from afar in the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the entire back garden had become a sea of fire.

Summoning one's feet and almost falling down, the back garden ------ God, how close are the two mothers of Taojing with their own children to the back garden? Just across a hill wow!

It turns out that this front yard is the office of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the back garden is separated by a middle gate, which is the living place of Zhao Bohu and his family. There are mountains and rivers in the back garden, and the water is a few acres of ponds that are artificially drained, surrounding a hill. It was this hill that started the fire, and the hiding place that he had designated for his children was halfway up the hill to the north.

Now according to the backyard eye

What can I do if the fire will soon lead to the hills? I only felt cold in my hands and feet, and I didn't know what to do.

Uncle Mi slapped his forehead: "It's strange that they are much quieter outside, so they mobilized people to attack the back door. But that's not right, my brother is guarding the back door, and the back door is narrow and easy to defend, so he won't let those thieves in so easily."

Zhaoji's face turned pale: "Uncle Mi, please come out in a team, and I'll go to the back door to see how the situation is."

Uncle Mi respectfully hugged his fist, and immediately picked a team of strong men to help the back door, while he and the rest of the men continued to guard the front door to prevent thieves from attacking the west. Summoning themselves and letting them hurry first, and they hurried behind them.

After passing the middle gate, I saw that the side door was very noisy. Miber was wielding his sword and directing his men to stab the pole. But the side wall of this side door was crowded, and it seemed too late to shoot arrows and poke poles.

The oil pot in the courtyard was already rising with green smoke, and Mi Bo asked someone to carry a bucket and hand it up the ladder, and then spilled it down with a "sting" sound. Outside, the screams of ghosts crying wolves instantly sounded, accompanied by the smell of human flesh, and it looked particularly terrifying in the dark night.

In fact, both the side door and the back door, because of its narrow alley, are easier to defend than the front door. Because the thieves can't disperse, they can only huddle together, whether it is pouring oil or sprinkling lime is more effective.

When Mibo saw the mistress coming, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Madam, there is a fire in the back garden, and the old slave has no choice but to abandon the back door, and strive to guard the side door, and hope that the lady will forgive her sins!"

Zhaoji heard the famous name: "According to you, the thieves had not yet entered the back door, and the back garden was on fire?"

Mi Bo was stunned, thought for a moment, and arched his hand: "Madame wise, it is true! The fire also stopped the gang of thieves, and they had to attack the side door. The old slave can't spare the manpower to put out the fire! 「

Then don't put out the fire!" Zhao Ji said categorically: "I don't know how to attack and defend as a woman, and the manpower of the Prime Minister's Mansion is all in the hands of your Mi brothers!"

"Madame, don't worry, with my brother here, Mrs. Dingbao and the little master are safe and sound!" Miber solemnly promised.

"Is there enough manpower?" Zhao Ji asked urgently.

"Enough, ma'am, don't worry."

"Then I have another use for this team."

"Listen to Madame's arrangement."

Zhao Ji hurriedly left the side door and walked in the direction of the swordsmith's workshop. Fire and water are ruthless, and now she must find a pair of her children to protect in her arms, so as to be safe!