An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

Lin was a little embarrassed at this time, and felt very ashamed. She felt that the people in her family were always challenging the bottom line of the General's Mansion, and she couldn't help feeling guilty, but she couldn't stand up for the General's Mansion, so she kept apologizing. Finally, when she saw Grandpa Xiaobei building a stove, she hurried over to help move the stones.

On one side there was a low wall next to the forest, on one side there was a hay barn, and on the other side there were stables and prisoners but they were far apart. Looking around, there was only a relatively large open space in front of the house.

Jing Yongning observed for a moment and said, "There's enough space. It's right in front of the house! Two tents aren't that big, so it should be enough."

"and many more!"

"Father!"

"grandfather!"

It was already getting dark when Jing Yongcheng got up by himself. This action made everyone very happy, especially the concubines. They didn't expect him to get up so quickly. They thought he would need at least one or two months to recuperate.

He patted his clothes, which were obviously wrinkled and even rolled up at the back, and stood up and walked back and forth a few steps.

Madam Jing hurried forward, trying to support him, tears in her eyes: "Old man."

"Hey, I'm fine. I can finally stretch my muscles. Look, I can still walk the same as before? I'm still so heroic, right?" There was a bit of arrogance and pride in his words. He just wanted to reassure his family.

"Old man!" The old lady's voice choked with sobs, and the family couldn't help but shed tears. Grandfather (father) had finally stood up, and it had only been a few days since he left the capital. The backbone of the family was still there, and everyone was still there. Everyone was overjoyed and cried.

Everyone was very happy, but Jing Chunxi's heart was pounding for some reason. Thinking back to what happened this morning and just now, and then thinking about those conversations, he always felt that danger would come soon.

Maybe the little dandy is a good person! And for some reason, she always felt that what Heizi said, "The master is a good person," was right. She had no conflicts with the little dandy in the past few days. He was just an eight-year-old child. How could he be so angry with her just by a slight glance?

The young masters from wealthy families have the support of officials. If they really want to punish her, they can just chop her down with a sword and they will have nowhere to appeal. How can they be done with just a light threat of "There's a ghost!"? This is too ridiculous. Thinking about it this way, she felt something was not right.

Jing Chunxi quickly squeezed forward, pretending to be happy to see her grandfather standing up. She kept shaking his arm and looking back and forth at his waist and legs. "Grandpa, are you really okay? Take a few more steps so Sister Xi can see if you're feeling refreshed."

After saying that, she pulled his arm hard and walked towards the wall next to him, and even put her head on his arm. Her voice was crisp and a little bit dependent like a girl.

Jing Yongcheng enjoyed it very much. Girls are indeed caring little cotton-padded jackets. Just looking at them makes him feel that they are better than those impetuous grandsons.

The two walked about ten steps without noticing Jing Yongning and Erlang following behind them. Jing Chunxi whispered, "Grandfather, the officials' arrangements tonight are a bit strange. Sister Xi feels there's danger."

If it could be confirmed, Jing Chunxi would definitely say directly that it was the fairy aunt who gave the advice, but she had no evidence now and was just judging based on her own intuition, so she could only remind them.

"Sister Xi is so smart. She thinks the same thing as grandpa." After confirming that the door of the thatched hut was closed and no sound from outside could be heard, Jing Yongcheng responded with a smile. He thought that this granddaughter was so smart. She thought the same thing as him at such a young age. She was bold and careful. It was a pity that she was a girl.

"Grandfather, there must be something wrong when things are abnormal." Erlang also spoke from behind. He did not hear the conversation between his grandfather and cousin Xi. He felt something was wrong, but he could not tell what was wrong.

So after saying that, he scratched his head again.

"Father, I have an idea." Jing Changning saw his father holding Xi Jie'er's hand and touching Erlang's head, but he looked at him before speaking.

Jing Yongcheng was very relieved at this time. The child had grown up and was able to handle things. At least he had ideas and was not confused at this time. His youngest son was not a bookworm and could endure hardships along the way.

But he didn't say anything, but looked at the three of them quietly.

Jing Changning: "Don't get too close to these two houses tonight. You see, thatched houses are the most flammable, and one of them is full of straw."

Jing Yongcheng nodded and said, "Look at the wind direction today. Even if you don't live in the house, the land in front will definitely be affected."

Erlang couldn't help scratching his hair: "But there are so many of us, if we don't stay here, we have no place to stay." If they retreat at this time, there will be no place for them outside, and they don't know whether the officer will agree.

Jing Changning: "It's better to set up the tent closer to these two houses."

Erlang was shocked. "No! Didn't you and Grandfather tell us it was dangerous? And if the wind blows in the wrong direction, it could catch fire."

Jing Chunxi was not in a hurry. She understood what her third uncle meant. He must want to use the empty city plan tonight, but he was worried that someone was watching all of them in the dark. It would definitely not be possible to leave the city completely empty, and they didn't have any extra tents and beddings. But thinking of her own space, she agreed with her third uncle's opinion.

She made up her mind: "Second cousin, go and ask someone to set up the tent first, and do as my uncle said."

"We know it's dangerous, so how can we do that?" Erlang was anxious. If he knew there was danger, couldn't he just avoid it? Even if he camped outside the gate like the last two nights, that would be fine. He would even be willing to sleep on the official road. After all, there were few carriages and horses traveling at night, so as long as he didn't get trampled, it would be fine.

"Do as your Third Uncle says. Hurry up and tell Grandpa Xiaobei and Dalang to set up the tent immediately. Don't say anything else."

Although Erlang was anxious, he knew that his grandfather's words were unquestionable and he must have a plan in mind. Besides being incredibly brave, his grandfather was also said to be extremely strategic when he led his troops into battle. No general relied solely on brute force; otherwise, they wouldn't have survived to see the next day, let alone lead troops for decades and still come back alive.