Outside the high walls, men and horses gathered.
Inside the high walls, a small child stood on a tree trunk, his innocent eyes revealing composure as he secretly watched the group of people, lost in his own thoughts.
This is to surround the yamen and trap Meng Xuanqing and the old Grand Tutor inside.
Because among them, only Meng Xuanqing and the Grand Tutor are not from the Tang family, and both hold relatively high positions.
As for their parents, they probably don't even care about them.
But what they didn't know was that their seemingly unremarkable parents were the ones they couldn't touch.
Juanjuan stopped looking at the people and horses outside and turned to look at her parents.
The parents remained calm and even protected the Grand Tutor, if I'm not mistaken.
"Is that a gun in Dad's hand?"
Juanjuan tilted her head and asked her third brother, who was playing with the leaves.
This gun is not that gun.
Bai Yun'an understood which gun his sister was asking about: "Hmm, but I doubt Dad would dare use it, that's a problem."
In peaceful times in peaceful countries, peaceful people are naturally less likely to commit murder.
They couldn't even touch guns, and controlled knives were strictly regulated. They didn't even dare to kill chickens or fish, let alone kill people right off the bat.
"Does my sister dare?"
Bai Yun'an's evil nature is beginning to emerge.
The handsome little boy was smiling gently, but his words were icy cold.
Juanjuan shook her head honestly: "I wouldn't dare."
Bai Yun'an raised an eyebrow, which was quite honest.
"But when it comes to the most dangerous moment, I have to be brave even if I'm crying."
Even before killing anyone, just hearing those words made Juanjuan feel her heart skip a beat.
Noticing her sister's nervousness, Bai Yun'an suddenly came to her senses.
What is he doing?
If we're talking about the family that should least have shed blood, it's this five-year-old child.
"Juanjuan, come over here to your brother."
Bai Yun'an sat up, patted the tree trunk next to her, and gestured for her younger sister to sit down.
[This will make it easier to cover the child's eyes if blood actually comes out later.]
Curly tilts her head: ...
There's actually no need for that.
Although she was a little scared, she felt she should learn from the rest of her family. Her brothers and parents weren't afraid, so she shouldn't be either.
As long as... as long as she's not allowed to kill anyone, she can accept it for now.
But she still chose to cooperate with her third brother and obediently sat down next to him.
As soon as my feet dangled in the air, I couldn't help but want to wiggle them a couple of times.
"Are we just going to sit here like this?" Juanjuan asked.
Bai Yun'an said lazily, "Hmm, let's sit down and watch first."
I handed him a box of Want Want milk. He doesn't like it because it's too sweet, but his sister does. I don't understand, but I respect that.
"Thank you, brother."
Juanjuan took it with both hands, skillfully inserted the straw, and began to sip it.
The man leading the way walked straight in from outside the yamen. He was a middle-aged man in his thirties, with an imposing presence and an aura of ruthlessness.
"Grand Tutor, it's been a long time."
The old Grand Tutor's face darkened slightly as he looked at the approaching man and the guards outside: "Yu Cheng, do you still respect the law?"
"The law? Grand Tutor, what are we planning to do? With your intelligence, how could you not guess whether the law still exists?"
Yu Cheng stepped forward alone, and not a single yamen runner dared to stop him.
Only the Meng family guards who had accompanied Meng Xuanqing stood in front of him.
The old Grand Tutor gripped the armrests of his wooden chair tightly, his eyes, though not angry, exuding authority, staring directly at Yu Cheng: "Are you planning a rebellion!"
Yu Cheng chuckled: "Grand Tutor, I'm sorry."
In an instant, his figure moved like a shadow, his hand rose and his knife fell, and he tore apart the guards blocking his way like a dragon in the sea.
The blade in his hand was aimed directly at the old Grand Tutor.
A gunshot rang out.
Just as Juanjuan was about to open her eyes wide to look, everything went black.
Her brother covered it up.
Bai Jia Xiao Juan: ? ? ? ?
At the crucial moment, they covered her up? Is that really so unfair?
"Third Brother, I can see it," the child pleaded.
Bai Yun'an looked at his father's trembling hands, remained silent for a moment, and then released his hands from covering his sister's eyes.
Forget it, Dad's face isn't worth much anyway.
When they saw him again, the man named Yu Cheng's arm was soaked in blood, and the knife in his hand had fallen and crashed heavily to the ground.
Was it Dad who fired the shot?
Juanjuan's gaze fell on her father's trembling hand holding the gun. Even though she had already guessed it, she still wanted to confirm it with her third brother one last time.
Bai Yun'an nodded: "Mm."
Juanjuan took a sip of Want Want milk: "That's amazing."
The child didn't feel embarrassed that his father's hand was shaking; on the contrary, he thought that his father was the most powerful because he dared to fire the gun.
Bai Tian felt his heart pounding incredibly fast. Although he had been forced to practice by his three sons on the mountain all day, this was his first time actually fighting.
In any case, no matter what, the old Grand Tutor, a somewhat stubborn but patriotic old man, should not die.
"Well done."
Jiang Dai drew the knife from the guard's hand with a backhand motion, exerted force, and directly confronted Yu Cheng.
It's not that I don't want to use a gun, but I want to experience the thrill of close combat.
Yes, the exhilaration, that feeling of tension throughout the body, complete focus, and an adrenaline rush.
Yu Cheng is a veteran of countless battles. Even when his arm is hit by a "hidden weapon," he can react immediately and launch a defense and counterattack.
"Men! Attack!"
Yu Cheng shouted loudly, "You failed to show off and you're an idiot if you don't even know to call for backup!"
Curly, sitting on the tree trunk, dangling his legs, said, "They're starting to call for help."
"Get someone in? It's fine, if he gets in, it'll be thanks to my...master."
Juanjuan blinked, not bothering to investigate her third brother's slip of the tongue.
I'm just curious about how Third Brother is going to make his move.
She found out very quickly.
Watching a group of people slashing wildly at thin air, it was as if an invisible wall was blocking their way.
Juanjuan was so shocked that she stopped drinking her milk, turned to look at her third brother, and gave him a thumbs up: "Master is truly righteous!"
The words I learned from my parents are a bit catchy.
Bai Yun'an: ...Actually, you don't need to learn this.
Since outsiders couldn't get in, Yu Cheng had to fight alone.
Fortunately, there were still yamen runners, Miss Tang, and her guards inside the courtyard.
At a single command, almost all the guards and yamen runners in the courtyard rebelled.
They still have the strength to fight.
Meng Xuanqing was dumbfounded, watching his childhood sweetheart pick up a knife and go up to kill people.
Hey! What are you standing there for! Aren't you going to help?!
Bai Tian slapped his wife's childhood sweetheart on the head, using some force, which was partly due to personal grudges.
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