Under the soil slope, there are already golden and heavy crops, but Zhang Zhiyuan only feels that these crops have sucked up the flesh and blood of the people to grow so strong.

The lieutenant general is a little worried.

At this moment, the actions under the night are already provocative, and even ignore the influence of the Confucius family in the local area and the court.

The remaining generals are also a little worried. Things can be done, but if they are overdone, it will be difficult to finish.

Everyone present knows what is about to happen here.

Several officials from thousands of households gathered on the slope from the night surrounding Confucius' mansion.

"Reporting back to the general, gunpowder has been arranged everywhere. Therefore, all the gunpowder we brought south is the horse army camp, and the gunpowder we brought is not enough. In order to reserve the amount for the following nights, there may not be much movement tonight."

Zhang Zhiyuan smiled slightly: "I asked people to transport gunpowder to Xuzhou Prefecture. I didn't believe it. How hard is the ground in Qufu that our army can't dig trenches?"

As Zhang Zhiyuan's confidant, Tang Keke stood half a step behind him.

Tang Keke echoed: "The power of gunpowder cannot be resisted by ordinary mud and dust. In order to protect Qufu, the general used gunpowder to open ravines. The weapon is powerful and has no disadvantages."

Behind the two people, the generals of the Beiping Dusi Yamen could only think about things silently in their hearts.

What these two people said was pleasant, and every word and deed was for the sake of the peace of the Confucius family, and to protect the peace of Qufu in Shandong Road, where rebellions continued.

But I just don’t mention what time it is now and what I will do next.

As usual, Zhang Zhiyuan gave the order in a high-spirited manner: "Give me the order to dig the trenches on all sides, southeast, northwest, and once an hour. Light the gunpowder packets one by one and dig the trenches. We must not delay tomorrow. After dawn, our army will clear the soil of the trenches and protect the saint's family."

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The officials from thousands of households were ordered to retreat and go to the trench outside Confucius' mansion.

When everything was ready, there was a whistle in the ditch five miles east of the Confucius Mansion, and there was movement in the wilderness.

Immediately, like the stars on Yinhan lit up in the dark wilderness, the flashing light moved slowly, bursting with light spots, and the speed became faster and faster.

The light moved from the plains of the wilderness to the edge of the trench, and jumped down the gully, leaving only streaks of white smoke rising up from the bottom of the gully.

For a sudden moment, it was like the stagnant moment of youth, and the heaven and earth solidified.

The flash, in the dark night, is like the light emitted by the occasional burst of stars in the endless starry sky.

Immediately afterwards, the earth's crust began to surge. An invisible force became tangible under the manifestation of the earth's crust.

Earth and rocks splashed, and the ground bulged as if it was inflated.

The gravel splashes like an arrow missing.

Finally, bursts of roaring sounds came, surging in the air like waves and penetrating into people's cochlea.

The loud roaring sound continued into a long strip and spread towards both sides of the ravine.

The fire was radiating, earth and rocks were flying across the sky, and the loud noise pierced the night sky, startling the forest birds in the distance. The watchdog in the cottage screamed in panic, and the chirping of insects was so startled that it stopped.

On the slope, there are all veterans who have been in the army for many years. They have long been accustomed to such scenes of gunpowder explosions. Even if earth and rocks are splashed at their feet, no one blinks an eye.

Several Beiping Dusi Yamen generals who were originally worried about whether tonight's move would lead to slander also showed eagerness to give it a try, as if they were not satisfied with the news that disappeared in an instant.

The Confucius Mansion, which was under the protection of the army, began to react after the huge movement. There were bursts of noise behind the tall courtyard walls, and the footsteps were particularly clear in the dark night.
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Countless lanterns were lit, and the reserved viewing openings on the defensive courtyard walls were also opened, allowing light to shine from the inside to the outside.

But it seems that no one dares to open the door of the mansion privately without the consent of the owners of the house.

For the first time in his life, Kong Gongjian realized the beauty of the beauties in books. What exactly is the beauty?

I also understood that Liu Sanbian, whom I disliked the most in the past, had never been so comfortable and unrestrained.

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The Yangzhou opera masters opposite met all Kong Gongjian's expectations for the beauty on paper.

This is not comparable to the wives and concubines in one's own house.

Kong Gongming and others had tacitly agreed to withdraw from the inner room and went to the main room to have a drink, leaving the small space in the inner room to the heir of the Kong family.

The woman from Yangzhou Prefecture has two eyes that are sparkling with confusion.

No one in the world knows the identity of the young master in front of him.

What romantic woman wouldn't want to be on the pillow?

Kong Gongjian only felt that the blood all over his body was surging and his heartbeat was constantly accelerating. The smile and frown of the woman in front of him completely exceeded his previous understanding of women.

Numb? Rules? Motionless?

Kong Gongjian recalled the wives and concubines he married under the guidance of ancient rituals.

"Young Master..."

When the woman came closer, she pinched Kong Gongjian's hand with her green and white hands, and just called out softly.

The back of Kong Gongjian's head suddenly felt numb.

Just when he was about to stretch out his other hand, a sudden sound like thunder crashed from above his head.

The house trembled slightly, and the fine dust accumulated on the yellow beams flew and swirled down.

The ambiguous and beautiful atmosphere was swept away in an instant.

The woman screamed and fell to the ground, holding Kong Gongjian's legs with both hands, looking up at Kong Gongjian pitifully, but her fingers restlessly explored upwards.

However, Kong Gongjian lost his original interest.

There will be no thunderstorm tonight.

And the roaring sound clearly came from outside the house.

Gunpowder.

The officers and soldiers are going to attack the Kong family!

In an instant, Kong Gongjian imagined the worst possible outcome.

He stood up in an instant, and with just a flick of his leg, the woman was pushed to a corner by Kong Gongjian like a useless object.

When Kong Gongjian walked from the inner room to the main room, he saw that the door of the house had been opened, and several servants from the front yard had also rushed here. They were being stopped by Kong Gongming and others to ask what happened.

When everyone saw Kong Gongjian coming out, their expressions immediately calmed down.

Several servants who came from the front yard were a little surprised to see the eldest son here.

"The eldest son."

The servants lowered their hands and looked a little panicked.

Kong Gongjian coughed lightly: "What happened outside?"

"Returning to the eldest son, the officers and soldiers are digging trenches outside the mansion today, but the trenches are wide and long, and the officers and soldiers cannot dig deep.

I don’t know what went crazy with these people. Where could the rebels from Qufu make them so anxious? They actually used gunpowder to blow up the soil at the bottom of the trench at night.

They all squandered the sharp weapons made by the imperial court, which is really domineering and arrogant."

Servants raised by big families are much more neat and decent in speech and speech than those from small families outside.

Kong Gongjian's tense expression relaxed slightly. As long as the officers and soldiers didn't use gunpowder to blow up the walls of Kong's mansion, they would still have room for maneuver.

Kong Gongming and others looked at Kong Gongjian: "Brother, my father must also know about this matter. The officers and soldiers did nothing during the day, but chose to bomb the soil at this time. They clearly have no good intentions."

Several people on the side nodded in agreement: "Does the Kong family's face have to be humiliated like this? During the day, the Kong family sent them carts of wine, meat and food. It's a good thing for them, this is food.

If you are full and drunk, and you can’t sleep, why should we, the Kong family, also not sleep?”

“The Kong family’s face cannot be lost!”

"They have humiliated the Kong family several times. Are they going to have their faces trampled on by them?"

A few people just agreed, but the more they talked, the more angry they became.

Kong Gongjian didn't want to say useless words in front of this group of people. He just motioned to the servants to clear the way and he wanted to go outside the mansion to see what the current situation was like.

Outside the Confucius residence, someone from the Confucius family who could speak opened the door.

Several tribesmen in charge led a group of servants to the east where the officers and soldiers used gunpowder to blast the earth.

Tang Keke had already led people over at this time.

From so far away, even in this dark night, Tang Keke could clearly see the anger and annoyance on the faces of these Kong family members.

He walked a little faster, raised his hands high, and started shouting from a distance: "But I don't want to disturb your house. I hope I can atone for my sins."

The Kong family members rushed over before they could vent their anger.

Tang Keke added: "It's just that the rebellion in Shandong Road has not yet been put down. We and other people in the army don't know anything, so we can only seize the time to dig out the trench, so as to protect it before the rebels arrive."

The safety of the saint’s family.”

"You..." The leading Kong family steward raised his finger and pointed at Tang Keke.

Tang Keke immediately interjected loudly: "We are also doing it for the good of your house, and I hope your house can understand my good intentions."

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