Wei and Jin cooks

The still sleeping mansion came to life soon after Zhao Zhongyu ordered it to go down.

The servants got up urgently and extinguished the lights in the corridors and courtyards one by one. They did not dare to light any lights in the house. Only groups of people carrying white lanterns gathered outside the mourning hall.

As soon as everyone arrived, they also put out the lanterns in their hands.

Only the candles were still burning in the mourning hall. There was silence inside and outside the courtyard. No one dared to speak, but people were in panic. From time to time, women and children could be heard sobbing softly.

Zhao Zhongyu and Zhao Hanzhang sent the guards to guard the door and patrol together. When Wang, who had been close to Zhao Erlang, saw her, her heart dropped heavily, and her tears couldn't help falling, "Three mother……"

She stepped forward and stood close to her.

Zhao Hanzhang patted her hand comfortingly, took her back to Zhao Erlang, and handed the court to Zhao Zhongyu.

Zhao Zhongyu looked at the family gathered here, and for the first time he felt the heavy burden on the shoulders of the head of the family.

He had to ensure that so many people survived.

He pondered for a moment and said: "I don't know who is causing chaos outside, but His Majesty is here, and the King of Donghai is here. I understand that these rebels will not last long."

"And what we have to do is to maintain ourselves during this period and wait for the King of the East China Sea to calm down the chaos. From now on, we must close the door tightly, no noise, no fire, everyone is here to listen, and whoever deliberately makes noise will cause trouble." Luan, don’t blame me for not caring about human feelings.”

Everyone responded in unison.

Zhao Ji stepped forward and whispered: "Father, do you want the lights in the mourning hall to be extinguished?"

When Zhao Zhongyu heard this, he became furious and slapped him in the face, "You traitor!"

Zhao Ji lowered his head.

Zhao Zhongyu's face was livid. After looking at the mourning hall for a while, he said: "Go and get a thicker cloth, cover it with a layer on the inside and an oilcloth on the outside. Wrap the entire mourning hall. Be careful when you move and extinguish a lamp. I'll break your legs."

Zhao Ji agreed in a low voice and led a group of servants to get cloth and coverings.

Mrs. Wang couldn't help crying bitterly, covering her handkerchief. She pulled Zhao Hanzhang and Zhao Erlang to kneel down in front of the soul, and said resentfully in a low voice: "Sanniang, you are right. Your uncle cannot be relied on. He is trying to make a living." I will cut off your grandfather's soul. I have never seen such a vicious person."

Mrs. Wang was so angry that she was shaking all over. If Zhao Hanzhang hadn't pulled her tightly just now, she would have stepped forward and tore Zhao Ji apart.

Zhao Zhongyu was so angry that his hands were shaking. He barely suppressed the anger in his heart and walked to the funeral with a sullen face. He first offered Zhao Changyu a stick of incense, and then said to the mother and son who were kneeling in front of the funeral: " Jizhi was frightened, so he became confused. My nephew and daughter-in-law must not be angry. When this matter is over, I will punish him severely."

Wang could only respond while wiping her tears.

Zhao Zhongyu sighed and said to Zhao Hanzhang: "Sanniang, please comfort your mother."

Zhao Hanzhang was not an ancient person, so his feelings were not that deep, but he could turn green with anger when he saw Zhao Zhongyu. I guess in this era, extinguishing lamps and candles was very important.

She hugged Wang's shoulders and patted her back comfortingly.

The servants of the family gathered here, and they moved very quickly after finding the cloth. The mourning hall was quickly covered up, and the candlelight was hidden in the room. The air was not circulated well, and it was a bit uncomfortable to stay inside.

Zhao Hanzhang was afraid that they would be suffocated inside before the rebel army came over.

So they persuaded the Wang family to leave and let them stay in the yard.

She asked people to open the doors and windows, spread the tarpaulin, and use wooden boards to block the leaked light, so that air could enter the house.

The family stayed in the yard and listened to the shouts of killing that were getting louder and closer.

The servants squeezed the servants, and everyone in the big room gathered around Zhao Hanzhang. Wang was the timidest, standing close to Zhao Hanzhang, holding Zhao Erlang tightly, her face a little pale.

Zhao Erlang was ignorant, but he also felt the panic of the adults. He was also a little scared and leaned against his mother and sister, but soon his eyelids became heavy and he fell asleep leaning against Wang.

In the whole yard, except for those ignorant children, he was the only one who could still sleep.

People living near the Zhao family were slower, but after discovering that the Zhao family next door had turned dark, their home also became lively. In less than two quarters of an hour, all the lights in the home were extinguished, and it gradually became quiet.

In the darkness, everyone was praying that the rebels would not find their area.

The rebels and imperial troops who broke into the city were either deliberately avoided or dispersed, and quickly dispersed into the alleys of the city.

They went straight to where there was light.

Only the rich can keep lights on at night.

Screams and shouts of death soon sounded in the city. Some of the sounds were so close to the Zhao family that it felt like they were just outside the wall.

Zhao Hanzhang clenched her fists and listened with watery eyes. She looked at Zhao Zhongyu.

Zhao Zhongyu's face was also very ugly. He closed his eyes to rest. When the sky got slightly brighter, he opened his eyes and called the guards at home. "Send a few people to call Zhao Qianli and ask him to bring our troops." Bring Qudu to the mansion."

He called Zhao Jidao again: "I want to go to the palace, and I will leave the house to you."

He glanced at Zhao Ji calmly and warned in a low voice: "Today is your uncle's first day. Don't put out the candles. If there is anything that cannot be decided, please discuss it with Sanniang."

She was the first to react last night, and the manpower management was no worse than him. In addition, during the funeral, the two of them had a lot of contact. Zhao Zhongyu vaguely understood why Zhao Changyu would take away Zhao Erlang's share of the family property. Leave it to her to make a dowry.

He whispered: "In times of chaos, only unity can save the family, remember?"

Zhao Ji agreed.

Zhao Zhongyu went to change into casual clothes, took a few guards and left quietly.

He also has an official position. Now that the rebels are entering the city, he needs to know who the enemy is and how the higher ups are dealing with it. Otherwise, he will be like a headless fly. There is a big family behind him.

Zhao Zhongyu avoided the place where the fire was soaring and quickly approached the imperial city.

The Zhao family was not far from the imperial city. Although it took a little detour, he arrived quickly. From a distance, he saw rebel troops fighting against the Jin army in the streets.

Seeing the uniforms on the rebel army, he was slightly startled, "This is also...our Jin army?"

One of the guards had sharp eyes and whispered: "Master Lang, it seems that he is a man of the King of Hejian."

"Isn't Prince Hejian dead?" After Zhao Zhongyu said this, he immediately realized that someone was driving the people left behind by Prince Hejian. The reason was all ready-made: to avenge Prince Hejian!

Zhao Zhongyu took a deep look at the battlefield, turned around and retreated to the alley, "Let's enter from the other imperial city gate, let's go."

At the same time, Zhao Hanzhang was also dispatching his own men, "Uncle Cheng, quietly send two people to the west of the city. Most of the poor live there. The rebel army will not be there for a while. Let the chief lead everyone." Go to Fu's house to pick up Fu Dalang and send him to me."

"Remember, you must ensure the safety of Mr. Fu Dalang."

Uncle Cheng agreed and quietly retreated.

Zhao Ji was looking for someone irritably, "Where's Uncle Cheng? Why did he disappear again after looking at him by mistake?"

Zhao Hanzhang, who came out of the shadows, pretended not to see him, and a servant replied, "Uncle Cheng has gone to look for food for the ladies and gentlemen. You can't make a fire, and you can't cook many things in the kitchen."

Zhao Ji finally calmed down.

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