When the old housekeeper heard this, he said, "Oh, why didn't I think of it? Master, you are still wise and wise. Let's go, let's go quickly. Oh no, please wait a moment and put on your raincoat before leaving."
Just like that, the two old men put on their raincoats and bamboo hats, rushed into the rain in the strong wind, and headed towards Old Liu Tou.
Fortunately, Lao Liutou also heard the screams that kept ringing outside, and came to look for them wearing a raincoat.
The three old men turned around and ran towards the most remote and inconspicuous corner of the backyard.
When they got down to the cellar, the three of them took a few deep breaths.
However, Father Zhao felt that his heroic son was cowardly, and would embarrass his own son and even Mr. Di.
He let the two old men stay quietly while he climbed up the stairs of the cellar again.
He wants to go out and have a look.
What is going on with so many screams and the sound of weapons clashing outside.
If a foreign enemy was calling, he wouldn't have to hide.
He would have to use his old tricks and skills to turn his home into a jungle of traps and kill everyone.
Father Zhao, who was experienced, did not open the back door rashly and went to take a look.
He moved a wooden ladder and put it on the middle section of the backyard wall, then slowly climbed up and then carefully poked his head out.
Without lighting a torch or blowing out any torches, I looked out quietly by the light of the angry lanterns still struggling tenaciously on the street, as well as the light of thunder and lightning.
In the wind and rain, unexpectedly, the fighting was not so cruel.
There are already more than a dozen corpses piled up on the street. Judging from the restrictions, they are all the corpses of Jingzhao Yin Yamen and Yamen officials.
While Father Zhao was wondering, he saw more than a dozen government servants running over from the other end of the street, shouting.
But suddenly, several black shadows flashed behind them.
Father Zhao wanted to shout loudly.
But it was too late.
Blood mixed with rain splashed into the sky.
At this moment, a bolt of lightning "clicked" across the night sky.
The men in black, obviously the leader, just took off the black cloth covering their faces and were wiping the blood on their faces.
Let Zhao's father see his profile.
Father Zhao was frightened and quickly retracted his head.
Without daring to hesitate or delay, he quietly climbed down the wooden ladder again and carefully removed the ladder.
After walking dozens of steps, due to too much panic and fear, when turning a corner, a corner of the ladder hit a tree.
The slight collision sound scared Father Zhao's heart so much that it almost jumped out of his chest.
He stood there calmly, not daring to move. There was a tree next to him, and he just wanted to turn himself into a tree.
Father Zhao is an old hunter, and he is actually not timid at all. When he was young, he had been face to face with a tiger, and he had never been so frightened.
In the pouring rain at night, he didn't know how long he stood there, and he didn't know if he was noticed by the other party. It wasn't until he felt that his whole body was soaked by the heavy rain and the coldness was biting that he slowly turned around. .
Behind him, there was endless rain and darkness, nothing unusual.
He gently placed the ladder under the tree, then ran as fast as he could.
Instead of running to the cellar, he ran directly to a melon shed near the orchard and squatted under it.
His eyes were fixed on the side of the courtyard wall that he had retreated from before.
Although he couldn't see or hear anything clearly, he just stared at it, for fear that someone would suddenly appear there.
Until early in the morning, the wind stopped and the rain stopped.
Just no sunshine.
Dark clouds were still stacked heavily in the sky, feeling like a huge stone pressing on people's hearts.
Father Zhao is ill.
When the two old men found him, he was still squatting there and staring over there.
Ask him anything and he won't say anything.
When the old housekeeper touched his forehead, he discovered that he had developed a high fever.
I hurriedly got the person back to the house, and then went to call the doctor.
After such a heavy rain night, many people developed high fever, and the doctor was very busy.
I hurriedly visited the doctor, left the medicine bag and left.
It did not arouse any suspicion.
Only Mr. Liu once said something: "Why is there so little debris on the south and west section of the courtyard wall?"
Old Mr. Liu is the one who takes care of the flowers and trees, and is usually the most attentive. In the courtyard where the three of them lived, he would be able to spot if there was a missing stone.
There were broken pieces of pottery on the walls of the courtyard, and he discovered that a small section of the broken pottery in that place seemed to have been swept away.
Use something hard or something to sweep it away. Some pottery fragments still fell under the roots of the courtyard wall.
But there are no footprints.
In other words: Because of the heavy rain, all the marks were washed away.
When the old housekeeper heard what Mr. Liu said, he realized something and quickly told him: "Don't go out and don't make any noise. No matter who asks, he will say everything is fine."
When the rain first stopped in the morning, because the cellar was on the southeast corner, they could hear shouting and shouting in the street.
Coupled with the screams last night, they guessed: something must have happened last night, and it happened outside the south wall of their home.
But they wouldn't go out carelessly. They waited until the shouting and other noises quieted down before they slipped out of the cellar and found the master.
Now that the master is ill and the family has no backbone, they can no longer go out and run around.
The doctor we were looking for before opened a pharmacy that was two houses away from their Zhao family. He lived on the main street in the north, so it was very close.
Nanbian, they won't get out even if they are beaten to death.
Watching Father Zhao, listening to Father Zhao's constant babble, he just kept chanting: "San'er, San'er..."
It wasn't until three days later that Father Zhao came to his senses.
In the past three days, a murder case occurred in the capital city, which shocked the government and the public, and became a hot topic among people again.
On that night of strong wind and heavy rain, a government official went out on the street and was killed.
Before being killed, a police whistle was blown.
The patrolling soldiers and other government officials who heard this rushed over.
There were ten soldiers in the patrol team. The ten who arrived first were killed at the east end of Chunming Street in Chunhuafang.
The government officials entered from the west end of Chunming Street and were all killed within thirty meters.
Similarly, someone blew a police whistle before he was killed. More than a dozen government officials heard this and rushed here, but they all died.
Over there, the second team of city patrol soldiers who followed the sentry arrived, but none of them survived.
The incident was so big that the entire metropolis was in panic. Discussions are discussions, hiding in one's own home, or huddled behind the door, and discussing with people opposite who are also huddled behind the door.
Someone asked: Why are all the government officials running around on the street so late?
After asking, he was spat in the face.
