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Chapter 15 A character scroll enters the state, with admiration

Chapter 15 A character scroll enters the state, with admiration
Seeing that Feng Ziying had made up his mind, Feng You didn't hesitate anymore, and asked in a deep voice, "Brother Keng, it's easy for Tibetans, but I'm afraid the bandits won't give up easily if they can't find what they want when they enter the house. We let them discover the cellar in the back garden. If there is no harvest, they may become suspicious. If they investigate carefully, they may not find clues..."

"Uncle Fu, how much silver is there in the cellar?" Feng Ziying knew that although there was not much silver in the house, there must be some.

Uncle Fu muttered for a while, before he said, "I'm afraid there are five or six hundred taels."

Feng You frowned and shook his head: "Brother Keng, it's not this one. This gang of thieves can't be rational. They are different from ordinary robbers and horse thieves. They don't worry about time, they just find gold, silver, money and things. I'm afraid they will go crazy, maybe I'm going to turn the whole mansion upside down."

Feng You's words were true.

If it were ordinary horse thieves and robbers who entered the house and robbed them, they would have to worry about the inspection department and the guards. They would definitely try to escape if they succeeded, but these bandits were different.

They are rebels, they have already controlled the outer city of Linqing, they don't need to worry about the guards and inspection department, they have plenty of time, of course they have to spend as much money as possible, so if they really want to enter the house, anything can happen.

Feng Ziying frowned and said nothing, but put her hands behind her back like a little adult.

"If you want the thieves to abandon it, you have to make the thieves believe that this house is worthless." Feng Ziying pondered for a long time before raising her eyes, "It's just that Feng's house may be in some catastrophe."

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"Here they come." Zuo Liangyu, who was lying on the ridge of the bucket of mud loach, turned his head and growled: "They have arrived under the Drum Tower and are lighting the fire."

Standing under the wall, Feng Ziying took a deep breath, "How is their formation?"

"It's a mess, everyone goes their own way, but there are a lot of people, and some of them are already coming towards us."

Zuo Liangyu was short of breath, her thin face was slightly flushed, her fingers were tightly clasped against the wall, and her fingernails turned white under excessive force.

"Don't be nervous, the sky is falling and there will be a tall man carrying it." Feng Ziying comforted the other party, "If you really want to be captured by them, you can also say that you came in here to hide, and pushed everything else to On our heads, maybe someone will let you live."

Zuo Liangyu also felt a little ashamed of his nervousness, and insisted: "I'm not afraid of them, isn't it just a life? After 18 years, I will be a good man again! After all these years, I have come and gone through the wind and rain. , I’ve seen a lot, and no one has done anything to me.”

"Did you see Uncle You?" Feng Ziying was more concerned about Feng You who had gone out alone.

"I can't see it. I saw him close to Gulou West Street before, but I can't see him now."

Zuo Liangyu gritted her teeth and tried her best to bolster up her courage. Although she had been hanging out for a long time, this time was different. If she didn't pay attention, she might be killed.

Feng Ziying also has no good solution, but can only gamble.

Feng Ziying judged that the bandits are so powerful now, if there is no one behind them, it can't be justified, and it is definitely not a group of Bailian or Luojiao who can make such a big noise, especially if they can accurately mobilize the guards in the city to leave the city. Clearly there are black hands.

Feng Ziying didn't have the heart to care about all kinds of things inside and outside Linqing City, which had nothing to do with herself or the Feng family.

The Feng family only has a yard here, and it is rare to come back in a few years. As long as I can escape Linqing and return to the capital, then everything is not important.

As for the rest of the Feng family, their relationship with their own family is not so close, and it is normal for them to fly separately when disaster strikes.

The problem is that now I can't get out of the city.

The bandits have already controlled the outer city. If this posture continues, the guards in the inner city will not respond. Maybe the bandits will attack the inner city. The army can come back in time.

It is not Feng Ziying's habit to pin his fate on these illusory things. He has gradually started to think a lot about problems when he was an official in his previous life.

Because of this, his performance surprised Feng You more and more, but he subconsciously obeyed his arrangement.

There must be people who know the inside of the city among the rioting bandits, so Feng's house is doomed to escape this catastrophe. Since they can't get rid of it, then the only thing they can do is protect the people.

Feng Ziying hurried into the backyard.

The entire inner courtyard has been moved according to his arrangement, the furniture has been pushed around and thrown around, and several flower pots and vases have been broken, scattered scattered in the corridor and in the room.

The rockery in the back garden was pushed down, exposing the opening of the cellar, and one or two ingots of scattered silver were sprinkled on the opening and the stone path, which was not obtrusive, but could be seen by anyone who broke into the backyard at a glance.

"Fubo, Ruixiang, are you ready?"

"Young Master, I'm almost ready to follow what you said." Ruixiang's face was flushed, but his whole body was trembling like chaff.

"Look at your virtue. You are not even as good as that kid. You have a big scar on your head, and you still have Master by your side." Feng Ziying curled her lips.

"Where is it over there?" Feng Ziying walked into the wing room, "Uncle Fu?"

"Master, do you really want to throw fuel on the fire? I'm afraid it won't be saved if it is ignited." Fu Bo showed a painful and hesitant expression on his face.

How could he accept that he had to set fire to the house that his family had worked so hard to guard for so many years?
"Uncle Fu, there is no way to do this. If you keep the green hills alive, you won't have to worry about firewood. You can't watch us all die here, can you? The house can be rebuilt after it burns down. I'm still thinking about going back and telling my father, Buy the area behind Xiezikeng, do some scouring, and turn it into the inner lake of our house, and build it into a manor for our Feng family to come back to escape the summer heat in the future." Feng Ziying comforted the other party.

"And see, Uncle Fu, isn't this also avoiding the Ronghuatang side? It doesn't matter if you burn down the wing rooms on both sides. This side is separated by an inner wall, so most of them can still be preserved."

This is also no way.

The thieves have already swept in, and they will soon spread to this side. If you don't make a decision, once the thieves break in, it will be too late.

Decisively setting fire to the entire wing rooms on both sides of Feng's house, the loss would not be too small, but it was worth it, at least for Feng Ziying, just to save one life.

The door was slammed open, startling a group of unprepared people in the yard, and that little girl Lin Daiyu even screamed, without the restraint and arrogance she had before.

It was Feng You, with a dead body under both arms, with dark skin, thick hands and feet, and a short brown shirt. It should be a kiln worker outside the city, of course, a bandit.

It is said that this riot was caused by the fact that the kiln owners could not afford the miscellaneous taxes set by the tax supervisor and had to stop working, and the kiln workers who had lost their source of income finally couldn't stand it after months of hard work. The incitement quickly turned into today's chaos.

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