Chapter 457 A Sign of Great Disaster
Miaomiao looked up at the flock of birds.
He stood there in a daze, dumbfounded.
She was scared by herself. Did she really summon these birds?
I still can't believe it.
To verify, she picked up the bamboo flute and started playing it again.
Just like before, while blowing, silently think about what you hope for.
In an instant, the flock of birds rushed towards the officers and soldiers as if they were risking their lives.
Carve their faces, hands, heads...
Like chicks pecking at rice, the group of people screamed and ran away in panic.
They all thought they had seen a ghost and that it was bad luck to go out, so they ran away.
The people thought it was a god descending to earth and bowed down in worship.
"Let's go, stop looking, there are important things to do." Lu Qingyao was only surprised for a moment, and then she calmed down.
Holding his daughter in one hand and the reins in the other, he rode away.
Xiuxiu and Xier were not too surprised, mainly because they were used to it.
Wherever Miaomiao is, especially when Miaomiao is in danger, some strange things will always happen, and every time they turn out to be a blessing in disguise.
Wolves, flocks of birds, yellow foxes, and even flocks of sheep will run back home on their own.
There have always been many strange things like this.
Xiuxiu thought it was normal.
Xier follows the young master all the time, and it's no longer surprising.
The little princess is not only good-looking, but her behavior and speech are also different from other children.
It especially attracts small animals, birds flying in the sky and fish in the pond.
Feed him at home and also feed him in the palace.
Every time the birds see her, they come over as if they have seen a relative.
She's really used to it.
I won't be surprised if I see strange things again.
Jiang Ziyan looked up and quickly rode away.
He was afraid that a bird would poop on him, so he ran faster than a rabbit.
He knew from a young age that Miaomiao was a little different. Sometimes he could predict the future and know many things he had never heard of. He would even lie to others and say that it was his second brother who said it, using him as a cover.
She is often seen holding the little red bird and talking to it, and the little red bird also responds to her.
It looked like two people were communicating.
It seems like they can understand what each other is saying.
The little red bird didn't seem to be an ordinary bird. When the elder brother and sister were kidnapped, it actually led the way and actually helped A'niang find them.
He remembered that Miaomiao and the little red bird appeared together.
When she first saw her, A'niang thought it was her younger sister who came back to life. For a while, she treated her as her fifth younger sister.
These bizarre things that happened to her were unheard of.
Although these were all supernatural stories, the whole family didn't feel surprised at all.
It seems that this is how Miaomiao should be.
Regardless of whether she is his biological sister or not, no matter how different she is from others, she is still his family and the person he wants to protect in his life.
Miaomiao looked up at her mother, then turned her head to look at her second brother and Aunt Xiuxiu.
They were neither surprised nor curious.
That's strange.
Even the common people and the rebels were frightened.
They are not curious.
Am I too sensitive?
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unconsciously.
Miaomiao has already arrived outside the Duke's Mansion.
As expected, the Duke's Mansion was surrounded by rebels. They didn't dare to get too close and just watched from afar.
The rebels all held swords and dared not act rashly.
Because those who had just rashly climbed in with ladders had been stabbed to death by spears and scalded by boiling oil and hot water.
Moreover, there seemed to be quite a few people inside the courtyard wall, and there were mechanisms and traps set up.
There is no perfect plan, and no one wants to die in vain.
What can they gain by following King Chen?
Isn't it just to fight for a bright future and seek wealth and glory?
But I don't want to die before I accomplish my mission and make things easier for others.
"Boss, why don't we burn down the Duke's Mansion? Even if there are only a few women and children, I don't believe they can escape. A fire can force them out."
"No, Master said, they are all very useful, none of them can die or be injured, they must be kept alive."
"But surrounding them like this isn't a solution..."
"Go find battering rams and attack from the main gate. If you fail to take the city within half an hour, you will be beheaded." The leading rebel issued a death order.
If it were any other house, it would burn and get hurt, but as long as they were able to keep their breath, it would be fine.
But this is the Mu family, the maternal family of the current empress dowager.
Prince Chen's slogan is to purge the court of corrupt officials, so he still has some concerns. It's hard to say what will happen to the royal family. What if the grandfather and grandson get along well with each other?
On the contrary, they are neither popular nor unpopular.
Became a stepping stone.
We can't do things too drastically, we still have to wait and see.
Not far from the Duke's Mansion.
Xiuxiu jumped onto the roof.
I wanted to see what was going on in the mansion, but it was too far away. There were no tall buildings nearby, so I couldn't see anything.
For fear of alerting the enemy, I didn't dare get too close.
He jumped down again: "Sister, there are too many of them. I'm afraid we can't defeat them with just a few of us. Is there any way?"
"It's a bit too much." Lu Qingyao lowered her eyes and thought.
Just looking at the number of these rebels, it is not difficult to see that Prince Chen has invested a lot of money in capturing Madam Mu and Princess Jing, mother and daughter.
It seems that they have made all the preparations.
Once the door is broken, who knows how long the people inside can hold out?
Lu Qingyao looked back at the people she brought with her, and there were not many who could fight.
The gap in strength between the two sides is too great, and it is difficult to defeat the larger force with a smaller one.
Looking at these palace soldiers, they should all have come from the battlefield. They were very skillful in wielding swords and striking with their weapons, even with the twenty or so bandits she had recruited.
It is really difficult to repel them.
A head-on confrontation won't work.
"Sister, we must capture the leader first. I will go and kill the ringleader." Xiuxiu was ready to fight.
Knock down a few first and then sneak in.
Lu Qingyao shook her head: "They are all traitors, with no moral principles. If one leader dies, another will be immediately nominated. They might even resort to extreme measures to grab credit, regardless of the lives of the people in the Mu Mansion."
"Then... then let's go get some help?"
"There's nowhere to move. The three thousand elite soldiers were taken away by Prince Jing and Mu Yunji. They're probably all in the palace right now. The people from the government office are probably also trying to catch the bandits who took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the city. We can only rely on ourselves."
Before King Jing left, he must have left someone behind for the princess and Madam Mu.
As for how much is left and how long it can last, it is unknown.
Madam Mu has experienced many ups and downs and should be able to bear it. Lu Qingyao is more worried about Princess Jing. She has just come out of confinement and the child is so young and cannot be frightened.
If it really doesn't work, we can only try our best. The longer we can delay, the better.
Lu Qingyao walked up to Xiuxiu and said, "Call the brothers over."
"Um."
Lu Qingyao looked at Liuyun who was standing beside her and said, "Call out all of Miaomiao's secret guards."
Princess Yuqing knew that she had arranged guards for her daughter, but she didn't know how many guards there were or how skilled they were.
Liuyun blew a whistle, from the street corner, the roof, and the teahouse not far away.
In an instant, fifteen or sixteen people came out, both men and women, about the same age as Liuyun. They walked up to Miaomiao and saluted: "What do you want, Princess?"
Miaomiao opened her mouth and said, "Get up...get up."
She thought there would be three or five at most, but she didn't expect there to be so many. She only saw one or two occasionally on weekdays, and they were all young ladies.
Did the princess give her her secret guard?
Lu Qingyao was stunned. There were so many.
Very good, now the chances of winning are better.
Without saying much, he quickly arranged for them to search around the Mu Mansion to see if there was any loophole that could allow them to sneak into the Mu Mansion.
Miaomiao also released the little red bird and followed.
While we were waiting for Aunt Xiuxiu, the rebels started attacking again. Some shot arrows into the house, and some carried battering rams to hit the gate.
No, even if I can’t win, I have to delay.
Unlike the scattered soldiers on the street, these are organized and disciplined elite troops, and there are many of them. Summoning a flock of birds to attack them will probably result in mutual destruction.
A bird’s life is also a life.
Birds also have fatal weaknesses. They are afraid of water, fire, and sharp objects.
We need to change our strategy.
It would be better to give them some bird shit first to disrupt their morale and kill their fighting spirit.
If bird poops on someone's head, he would say it's bad luck.
This shows that in people's cognition, this matter is linked to luck. For example, if you step on dog poop, you will say you have bad luck.
If bird droppings fall on your head, you will feel unlucky.
If you are caught in a rain of bird droppings, you will be extremely unlucky and have very bad luck.
The ancients believed in these the most.
It will be considered as a warning from heaven, an unusual phenomenon from the sky, and an ominous sign.
Especially in war, what is most needed is military morale.
The army was demoralized and defeated after being drenched in this rain of bird droppings.
Things like plotting to usurp the throne require the support of the people and a legitimate reason. Otherwise, those who plotted rebellion in history would not have needed to hold the emperor hostage to control the princes and force the emperor to write an abdication edict.
Just kill the old emperor and replace him.
Of course there are some who want to be tyrants.
But most people still wanted to leave a good reputation for themselves, so even if there was no imperial edict, they would make one up.
What we want is what the people want.
If there is a rebellion, frequent strange phenomena from the sky will probably make the enemy lose their defense more easily than attacking them head-on.
The ancients believed in these things, and there are benefits to believing in them.
Any celestial phenomenon or strange thing can be associated with ghosts and gods.
Miaomiao blew her bamboo flute again.
Blowing very hard.
He also changed the tune and it sounded very sad.
Suddenly, gusts of cold wind blew, and something like dark clouds appeared on the horizon, all pitch black.
"Mah...mah..."
As the sound got closer, black birds circled above them, blocking out the sky and most of the sunlight.
The atmosphere also became weird and chilly.
I have to say that crows are very good at creating a terrifying atmosphere, coupled with their eerie cries and the fact that they are a large flock of crows.
Even Miaomiao's hair stood up and she got goose bumps all over her body.
Fluffy and crispy.
The bird flew over the rebel's head and circled, chirping hoarsely.
They also looked up curiously.
Then……
"Swish, swish, swish..." White rain began to fall.
The people who were originally stunned and looking up at the flock of birds suddenly spat on the ground one by one.
"Pfft...what is that?"
What followed was a burst of curses.
There was also a foul smell coming from it.
"Damn, today is really weird, where do all these birds come from?"
"Don't let me catch you, you dead bird, or I'll pluck your feathers and roast them for food."
"unlucky……"
"A crow...it's actually a crow..."
I heard the crows and saw black crows circling overhead.
The soldiers panicked.
The crows actually shit on them.
This is the worst possible luck.
Everyone knows that the cry of crows is a bad omen, and where crows gather, someone will die. Yet they still shit on their heads.
"This is a very bad omen... very bad omen..."
Before he could finish his words, the sharp blade cut the man's throat.
The leading rebel wiped the bird droppings off his face, pointed at the man lying in a pool of blood, and said to everyone, "Whoever dares to say these words to me again will suffer the same fate as you."
The air suddenly became stagnant and there was complete silence.
No one said it, but they had already started to have doubts in their hearts.
Everyone thinks it is unlucky.
It's not a good sign that they are killing each other before the fight even starts.
A large number of people began to doubt their choices.
Touching the sticky and smelly stuff on my head.
I'm already starting to feel scared.
The rebel leader was also very nervous when he saw this, but he still looked fearless.
Pointing at the crowd, he said, "If anyone dares to talk nonsense to me again, I will stuff this bird shit into his mouth."
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Miaomiao's family was watching the fun not far away.
Everyone thought that this crow was quite magical. Not only did it disrupt the morale of the army and almost cause them to have an internal conflict, but it also delayed time.
In Daliang, crows are considered to be ominous.
The reason why there is a saying that "love the house and love the crows" is that people originally hated the crows on the roof, but only because they liked the owner of the house, they did not avoid it.
It's actually really unpleasant.
Miaomiao is becoming more and more confident in her abilities, and whatever she wants comes true.
Blow harder.
The others stared blankly at the rain of bird droppings.
Tsk tsk!
The air smells like bird shit.
It smells a bit, but it's quite powerful.
Seeing that those rebels were not putting much effort into knocking on the door, they must still be feeling uneasy.
Seeing this, Jiang Ziyan suddenly had an idea: "Mom, I have an idea."
"you say."
"Prince Chen wants to hold Madam Mu and Princess Jing hostage, so we should give them a taste of their own medicine. We should capture Prince Chen's wives, concubines, and mother, and use them to threaten Prince Chen's men. These people follow Prince Chen, and their lives and fortunes depend on him. Naturally, they wouldn't dare to watch Prince Chen's wives, concubines, and mother die. Of course, we won't kill them, we're just trying to scare them."
Jiang Ziyan was very confident that with King Chen's wives and concubines and Queen Chen in his hands, these people would not dare to act rashly even if they did not withdraw their troops.
If it drags on for a while, it will be enough for godfather and Prince Chen to solve the problem in the palace.
If King Chen is defeated, there is no point in these rebels surrounding him.
The Mu family is safe.
Xiuxiu just came back with her people and heard what Jiang Ziyan said.
He reminded her, "Brother Yan, don't forget that Prince Chen is eager to divorce his princess, so why would he care whether she lives or dies?"
"Prince Chen is cold-blooded and heartless. Even his mother was taken to the Dali Temple, but he remained unmoved and was only thinking about usurping the throne. Will it really be useful to capture them?" Lu Qingyao looked at her son.
She had heard about this too.
I heard that the princess was chosen by the Queen for Prince Chen, but he always disliked her and they had no children after several years of marriage.
I'm afraid he wishes she would die soon.
Jiang Ziyan disagreed: "Prince Chen is not always hypocritical. Just because he doesn't care doesn't mean that those who follow him know that he doesn't care."
"This is good. What Brother Yan said makes sense. No matter whether it is useful or not, we will know after we catch him. I will go and capture his wives, concubines and mother right away. You just wait." Xiuxiu gave Jiang Ziyan a look of approval.
This kid has so many tricks up his sleeve, and he has a lot of tricks up his sleeve when it comes to figuring out people's minds.
Lu Qingyao took out the token from her daughter's arms and handed it to Xiuxiu: "Go, Prince Chen's mother should be in the Dali Temple. Take Miaomiao's token and see if you can bring her out."
"As for Prince Chen's Mansion, the defenses shouldn't be strict. If they were, they would most likely be used to guard the abducted court officials' families."
"Sister, I know what to do."
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