I've been reborn, who still wants to be a cowardly little white flower?

The work of copying history books is leisurely. It is rare to have such a simple and regular job. Jiang Huai gets up early every morning and goes to the History Museum of the Secretariat.

After greeting a few adults and exchanging a few words, he sat down in his seat, opened the history book that needed to be copied, and began to copy.

For lunch, the kitchen would deliver food. After copying for an hour in the afternoon, you could go back home.

When his two little sisters were at home, he would buy some snacks on his way home.

Now that his sister has gone to the academy, he would occasionally buy some food, or go shopping in a bookstore, or else he would go straight home.

The sky was gloomy early in the morning and it was expected to rain. We took a carriage to the History Museum, but two elderly people were not there.

After lunch, the few of them discussed and decided to go back, as it would definitely rain heavily that day.

As soon as we got on the carriage, there was a loud thunder in the sky. Brother Liu said, "Young Master, sit tight. It's going to rain heavily."

Jiang Huai opened the car window. Dark clouds were pressing down, and there were occasional thunderclaps. "Brother Liu, go home quickly."

Before he reached home, heavy raindrops began to fall, soaking Brother Liu like a drowned rat.

Through the airtight rain curtain, Brother Liu's voice was also covered by the sound of rain. Jiang Huai vaguely heard what Brother Liu said, but he couldn't hear it clearly, so he didn't pay attention.

When I arrived at the door of my house, I opened my umbrella and saw two people standing at the door, two people I hadn't seen for a long time.

After getting off the carriage and entering the gate, Jiang Huai was soaked in just two steps. He shook his umbrella and looked at the two people in front of him with a sullen face, "What's wrong with you two? Did something serious happen?"

Lu Chuan and Zhou Qian'an looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

The three of them hurried to the study and closed the door. Not caring about their wet clothes, Lu Chuan spoke, "The rebels from Dongshan County before.

Not all of them were caught at that time. The leader escaped and took the disloyal officials of Dongshan County with him.

This group of people has come back again, organized a mob, and is almost reaching the capital."

Jiang Huai motioned for the two to sit down and said, remembering that he had heard Jiang Yuan mention this matter, he did not agree with Lu Chuan's words, "I decided that they were not a mob. Those people were organized, planned, and strategic. Some of them had weapons, and some were even enemies."

Zhou Qian also agreed with Jiang Huai's words, "Zichang is right, it can't be a mob.

Even their choice of Dongshan County was planned. The valley separated by miasma was not something that could be entered casually. They also had ways to isolate the miasma.

After he escaped, the imperial court did not give up the hunt for him, but he was never found as he disappeared so completely.

If they don’t have great magical powers, then it means there are well-hidden spies in the Great You Territory who hid them.”

These two people can still analyze this, Lu Chuan is a little anxious, "Now is not the time to analyze this, they are almost approaching the capital.

I have transferred a team of people from the mansion and placed them in Jiang's house. During this period, you don't have to go to the History Museum."

Jiang Huai sighed, "They are so powerful, you should have been busy with this during this period, can't you stop them?"

Zhou Qian shook his head. "It's not a matter of blocking them. It's that they broke up into smaller groups this time, and when they gathered together, they were almost at the capital."

Lu Chuan continued Zhou Qian'an's words and said, "General Xu and Prince Anyang had already noticed something was wrong and stopped some of them. These people seemed to know where the imperial army was stationed.

The missing Fang father and son should be related to this matter.

All the people in the Fang Mansion have been taken to the Heavenly Prison."

Jiang Huai didn't understand these things. As someone who had just been an official for a year, it was not something he could know about the court's military deployment.

From what they both said, it can only mean that there is a thief within the organization.

Jiang Huai: "I think the traitors are not just the Fang family father and son. It is possible that General Fang knows about the garrisons in various places, but Fang Jinyu is a playboy who lives a lazy life. It is impossible for him to know.

So, I think there should be more than just these two.

Those thieves were able to hide so well, there must be someone helping them to conceal their whereabouts. I'm afraid these spies have already been integrated into Dayou's life circle, and there are quite a few of them."

Jiang Huai's guess coincides with King Anyang's guess, but it's a little late to say it now.

Thinking back to the previous Lantern Festival, men in black suddenly appeared and killed people in the street. The identities of those killers have not been confirmed yet. They must have done it to make the people of the capital panic. They are related to the bandits in Dongshan County.

It was pouring rain outside, and there was a feeling that a storm was about to come.

I don’t know if God has sensed something, but there have been heavy rains in the capital city in recent days. The sky is like covered with a layer of black cloth, and it is impossible to tell the difference between day and night.

After lunch, it started to rain heavily again. Jiang Huai and all the officials in the History Museum were trapped in the museum.

If I go out in the rain, I'm afraid I'll be soaked before I even reach the door.

Except for Jiang Huai, all the gentlemen who copied the history in the History Museum were old. The roads were slippery in rainy days and a fall would cost them their lives. If they got caught in the rain, they would catch a cold and suffer from the torture of losing a layer of skin.

So I just stayed in the history museum and waited for the rain to stop.

Several adults sat together, lighting lanterns and chatting. Jiang Huai was young and promising, had extraordinary literary talent, and had many ideas about governing the country.

It's a good opportunity to have a chat with you adults. It makes sense. Talking with experienced people is several times better than reading alone.

It was almost time for dinner and the rain outside had lightened a little, but the sky was still dark, as if it was late at night.

"The rain is getting lighter now, why don't we go back home?" an adult looked outside.

Jiang Huai stood up, opened the door, and saw that the rain had indeed subsided. He called out to the servants waiting in the corridor, "Go prepare umbrellas and escort the adults to the carriage."

The servant agreed, and umbrellas were already prepared in the corridor. Jiang Huai supported the oldest man, Lord Wen, and walked to the door, but his legs had not yet stepped out of the threshold.

A servant stumbled in from outside, running in such a panic that he fell into a puddle in the yard.

The adults in the room couldn't help but shudder when they saw this.

The servants didn't care anymore and crawled to them using their hands and feet, knelt on the ground, pointed outside, and said in panic, "Outside, there's a murder outside.

Rebellion, rebels have entered the city."

Lord Wen, who was supporting him, shouted angrily, "How can this be possible."

Jiang Huai turned around and said, "Sir, help Master Wen sit down first."

"No, I want to go out and take a look. These rebels are so brave." Old man Wen was really tired of living. When would he, a frail old man, go out and take a look?

Several adults behind him hurried forward and supported Lord Wen.

Jiang Huai walked into the courtyard, pulled the servant up from the ground, and asked, "Where are the people? Have they entered the city? Or?"

The servant was panicking, "When I heard the news and ran back, they had just breached the city gate."

"Sir, what should we do?" The servants were all at a loss.

Even the adults in the room were at a loss. They had been civil servants all their lives, and although there were often wars in the court, they had never experienced it personally.

This is the first time in my life that I have encountered rebels breaking into the city.

Jiang Huai, who had been mentally prepared, was calm at this moment, "Go close the gate and cut some thick wood to prop it up.

After closing the door, find a safe place to hide. "

The servants scattered and blocked the door.

Jiang Huai turned back and went into the house, comforting the adults and said, "This is the History Museum, not an important place, and you are all civil servants.

As long as the rebels don't occupy the capital, we won't be in much danger.

But even so, we should find a place to hide.

I have been in the History Museum these days and found that there are several hidden and dilapidated woodsheds in the museum. Let's hide there."

After saying that, Jiang Huai helped Lord Wen walk outside. Lord Wen was still furious, but he was not jumping up and down.

The lives of so many people cannot be lost because of him.

What Jiang Huai said made sense. They did not hold high official positions and were not in important positions. This history museum was not an important place and no one should notice it.