[Please give me a few monthly passes, don’t break the law! 】
When they heard that the officers and soldiers were coming, the Xue family's mother and daughter were overjoyed, with waves in their eyes.
"The sky has eyes, the sky has eyes..."
Aunt Xue clasped her hands together and prayed to the gods and Buddhas again.
A moment ago, she felt that gods and Buddhas were useless. Not only did she fail to protect herself, but she also caused the death of her whole family.
"Go and see what's going on!" Baochai told his wife outside.
After a while, a woman came back and reported: "Girl... many officers and soldiers are injured, and some are resisting!"
"How many are there?" Baochai asked again.
The mother-in-law replied: "There are seven or eight injured, and there are probably about twenty who are resisting in front..."
After hearing the tragic situation of the "officers and soldiers", Aunt Xue, who had just felt the miraculous power of gods and Buddhas, immediately made up her mind again.
"Baochai, what should we do?" Aunt Xue was so anxious that she almost cried.
"Do what you can... There is some golden sore medicine in the room, so the girls can treat the injured!" Baochai replied attentively.
The girls don't know how to treat wounds, but a simple bandage is still fine.
The outer courtyard of the Xue Family became quiet at this moment, simply because the White Lotus Sect members were not in a hurry to attack.
Standing there with a knife in hand, Zhu Jinghong thought about how to break the situation, while the guards found their fighting positions, ready to guard against the White Lotus cultists entering the palace at any time.
"Who are the people outside?" Zhu Jinghong whispered to himself.
He couldn't figure it out, because there was no clue at all, and the other party never reported his name from beginning to end.
Just as he was thinking, he heard screams coming from the inner courtyard. This made Zhu Jinghong feel bad, so he picked up the knife and walked inside.
Seeing the Xue family servants torturing the injured guard, Zhu Jinghong immediately yelled: "What are you doing?"
"Reply to the officer, our girl ordered us to treat the injured!"
"You girls..." Zhu Jinghong knew it was Xue Baochai.
The fact that someone was treating the injured made him feel more at ease, so he turned around and walked outside again.
After the pursuit just now, the White Lotus Sect also lost a lot of people, but there are still 123 people at this moment.
Under the leadership of Wang Xianxiang, everyone from the White Lotus Sect surrounded the courtyard, but did not launch an attack immediately. They only fired some cold arrows from time to time.
The walls of Xue's courtyard are relatively high, so if you have to prepare stairs and other things for a hard attack, you can only go to the surrounding farmers' homes to find them.
In the inner courtyard of the Xue family, Baochai and her daughter sat together, one praying and the other thinking.
"Mom... we must never let Master Thirteen have anything happen to us!"
Aunt Xue said helplessly: "What can we, the female streamers, do?"
"There are still many tenants around the courtyard. We might ask them to come to our rescue!"
"Those tenants? They have all disappeared long ago. How can ordinary people dare to fight against the Japanese pirates? There is no hope..."
Baochai said disapprovingly: "As long as I give you enough benefits, they will come..."
While Baochai was discussing with her mother, the guards in the house were also preparing to fight, and more than twenty servants of the Xue family were also armed.
Zhu Jinghong originally wanted to send someone back to the city to ask for help, but it was difficult to do so due to the tight siege outside.
What's even worse is that this place is nearly thirty miles away from Yingtianfu City. Even if you are lucky enough to escape the pursuit, it will take at least an hour to get to the city, and you don't know how long it will take to wait for the rescuers to arrive!
"Uncle, the girl said that we can call farmers to come and help. If you dare to come, our family will donate the land they share. If you can kill the bandits, we will give you another reward..."
Invite nearby farmers to come over to help with the boxing, and those who come will be directly given land, and those who kill will be rewarded generously with money... Zhu Jinghong also heard these words.
In this era, land is the lifeblood of people and the hope for a family's survival.
The conditions offered by Baochai were equivalent to giving modern ordinary people a well-decorated house in a school district, a long-term job with high salary and benefits, and a car in cash.
There must be a brave man under a heavy reward. The tenants simply cannot refuse such an offer, and it is worth their lives to fight for it.
Xue Baochai was able to think of this method, which was beyond Zhu Jinghong's expectation, and he secretly sighed that the result was extraordinary and comparable to that of ordinary women.
It's funny that some people ridicule the Xue family as a lowly merchant family. Having so much land is the standard for a proper scholar-official to cultivate and inherit the family.
Hundreds and thousands of acres of fertile farmland were rewarded without blinking an eye. This family's wealth was greater than that of most landowners.
But then I thought about it, the reason why the Xue family was "forced" to offer such a large reward today was because of Zhu Jinghong's involvement.
Thinking of this, Zhu Jinghong couldn't help but apologize, but now is not the time to care about these things.
"Of course those tenants would be happy to have such a good thing, but who... can get out?" To be honest, Xue Pan was a little reluctant.
The Xue family has a great business, but they can't stand being so prodigal... Xue Pan sighed secretly.
But now life is more important. No matter how much land or property a person dies, it will be reserved for other houses.
"How many people can you call to help?"
Hearing Zhu Jinghong's question, Xue Pan quickly replied: "Reporting to the Thirteenth Master, there are hundreds of households around. If they are willing to come... there are one or two hundred young men!"
One or two hundred people, even if their combat effectiveness is weak, can still contain them based on their numbers.
And these are just young people. In order to fight for land, these people will definitely bring their families, maybe three to five hundred people.
"Wang Jie, do you think it's possible?" Zhu Jinghong asked.
"Yingtian is too far away. It's better to ask for help nearby. It's feasible!" Wang Jie replied.
"Who to send out?"
Doing this job would definitely lead to a narrow escape from death, so everyone remained silent.
"Thirteenth Master, I'll go!" Lu Yuxin was the first to speak.
If Zhu Jinghong died, Lu Yuxin knew that he would have to die too. Anyway, he might as well give it a try.
If he can return alive from this trip, he will definitely be promoted to a higher level by practicing this skill, and it will also make Zhu Jinghong remember the favor.
Sure enough, after hearing that Lu Yuxin was so brave, Zhu Jinghong had a different view of him and thought that this person was worthy of reuse in the future.
The next moment Wang Jie also spoke: "To prevent unexpected events, two people have to go separately, and I am one of them!"
On this trip, he, Wang Jie, has the highest official rank. If anything happens to Zhu Jinghong, he will bear the main responsibility.
He didn't want his family to be confiscated and exterminated by the emperor, so he had to stand up at this time and try his best to preserve his family even if he died.
Mother-in-law is not allowed at this time, so Zhu Jinghong immediately said: "Put on the servant clothes of the Xue family, and we will cover you!"
Putting on the clothes of a slave can reduce the hostility of thieves on the one hand, and make it easier to win the trust of tenants on the other hand.
Soon Wang Jie and his wife changed their clothes and arrived at the roof of the east wing. Zhu Jinghong also followed them.
After quietly watching, we could see that there were twenty people on the east side, scattered within thirty or forty meters.
After glancing in the west direction, Zhu Jinghong made a gesture to that side. More than a dozen guards and servants of the Xue family appeared on the roof of the west wing, holding various objects and throwing them away.
The people outside the wall of the west wing were immediately stunned by the sudden attack, and they all ran away to avoid it.
"Get out..." someone shouted from the rooftop.
Hearing the movement on the west side, Wang Xianxiang thought that Zhu Jinghong and his party were going to break out, so he immediately ordered people to go for reinforcements.
Seeing that the "main force" in the front area was moving, Zhu Jinghong ordered Wang Jie and his two men to set off, so they walked down along the ridge of the roof, came to the wall and jumped directly.
Seeing that there were people escaping here, everyone outside immediately surrounded them. There were at least seven or eight people close to Wang Jie and the two.
Zhu Jinghong stretched his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot four arrows in succession, directly taking away four lives and scaring others into running away.
This gap was an opportunity for Wang Jie and the two of them. They took the opportunity to escape from the encirclement.
Seeing the two people fleeing, someone immediately stood up to chase them. The next moment, they were shot by Zhu Jinghong with an arrow, and then no one dared to stand up and pursue them.
"Someone ran away here, someone ran away..."
The hiding believers shouted loudly, hoping that someone would come to support them.
Seeing Wang Jie and the two running away, Zhu Jinghong's heart was still hanging, and now his quiver was empty.
