Song Chuyi once thought she had lost her passion for this world and didn't understand the reason for her existence. When she was first reborn, she even wondered why she should live again.

  She has already seen through this world, and the emotions that ruined her life she can finally let go. What supports her to live on is only the unextinguished hatred in her heart.

  That hatred was for Cui's family, for Song Yan, and also for her deceased child.

  She thought that when she saw Shen Qing again, she would cry and make a scene, lose her composure, and hate him so much that she would want to take a pair of scissors and stab them deep into his heart. But in the end, she didn't do anything.

  Hating to the extreme, she was more sober than ever before.

  Just like now, she already knew the cause of Cui's death and clearly knew that Li was the culprit who killed Cui, but she could still maintain extreme calmness and composure.

  Song Ren thought she hadn't heard clearly, so he coughed and called out to her again: "Xiao Yi?"

  He also learned from Lao Taigong and Lao TaiTai, calling her Xiao Yi.

  Song Chuyi snapped back to reality, a perfectly timed smile playing on her lips, making it impossible for anyone to guess what she was thinking: "Why is Mother still sending me new clothes now?"

  Song Ren and Song Jue called her over because Li Shi was worried about her and had sent some clothes and bedding over.

  Song Ren shook his head, he also felt a bit strange, now that it's clear what time it is, why is he still taking the risk to deliver some unimportant clothes?

  Either Li was really doting on this daughter, and it was really because he couldn't put his heart at ease. He sighed in his heart and had someone bring the package sent by Li to Hongyu.

  The sun gradually shifted westward, and the phoenix tree outside the house was rustling in the wind.

  Song Ren let out a sigh and then hurried Song Chuyi back to her room.

  Song Chuyi stood still, looking puzzled at Song Daren for a moment before asking hesitantly: "Uncle, I just heard them say that there seems to be signs of Tartar bandits gathering nearby."

  Ye Jingchuan once said that the Tartar cavalry who broke into the pass was at least 700 or 800 people. Even if you subtract the nearly hundred Tartars killed last night, the remaining force is still extremely terrifying.

  Moreover, they were all brave and good at fighting, and each of them was willing to risk their lives.

  Song Ren furrowed his brow and didn't speak, but Song Jue nodded: "Indeed. Tonight will probably be not too peaceful."

  "Are the three camps still quiet?" Song Chuyi felt something was off. Logically, the Minister of War and others should have already petitioned the Emperor, could Xingfu hold back once, but could he hold back a second time?

  Or is Xing Fu really going to insist on going his own way, and even watch with equanimity as the Crown Prince also dies at the hands of the Tartar soldiers?

  But relying on the current emperor's favor towards the crown prince and the grand prince, where does Zhen Fu get the confidence to withstand the wrath of an emperor?

  Song Jue shook his head: "I don't know why, but there's still no news up to now. Even if Xing Fu agrees to mobilize the three major camps now, it's probably too late."

  The Mongol troops have already gathered, so they will launch a surprise attack at the latest tonight, and the three battalions can't get here that quickly.

  "What does the imperial son-in-law have planned with the crown prince now?" Song Chuyi immediately thought of Ye Jingkuan, who had been missing since that afternoon.

  Ye Jingkuan is the husband of Princess Rongcheng, and Princess Rongcheng is also a biological sister of the Crown Prince. In theory, she should naturally be on the side of the Crown Prince.

  In the previous generation, it was indeed the case that the King of Zhen Nan did not support the Crown Prince in the end, but instead turned to support Gong Wang, the younger brother of the Crown Prince.

  The current Crown Prince is here, and whether it's for the sake of the Crown Prince or his own younger brother Ye Jingchuan, he won't let anything happen to this villa.

  "The Marquis went to find the Inspector of Tongzhou. I hope he can mobilize the reserve troops," Song Jue said, but then stopped and turned to look at Song Chuyi: "What's your good plan this time?"

  "If we can mobilize the reserve troops, that would be the best solution." Song Chuyi was calm to the point where both Song Ren and Song Jue felt a little intimidated. She suddenly pushed open the window and gazed out into the distance, then turned back to ask: "Brother, have you noticed that the streets around us are all narrow and long? I heard Uncle Zhang say that our family's wall is only six feet away from the wall of the Zhang family across the way."

  Indeed, at first, because of the problem that this passage was too narrow, they had a big argument and even fought.

  Song Jue was initially puzzled, but then suddenly understood and his eyes lit up. He excitedly clapped his hands: "Surround and attack! Set up ambushes on both sides!"

  The passage is narrow, at most three people can pass through. If they want to attack another village, they can only squeeze over in a single file. At that time, the entrance of the alley will be blocked, and then ambush archers within their own wall and the opposite Zhang family's wall. Not to mention being able to wipe them out at once, at least they can make them suffer heavy losses!

  "Good!" Song Ren hadn't even had time to react when a cheer erupted from outside.

  Ye Jingkuan immediately walked in with a spirited and refreshed expression, gave Song Chuyi an appreciative glance, then turned to Song Ren and said: "The young lady from your esteemed household is truly astonishing!"

  Song Ren hastily declined and immediately wanted Song Chuyi to leave.

  A clever reputation can be too far-reaching and is never a good thing for girls.

  Ye Jingkuan saw through his thoughts and hastily stopped him, turning to smile at Song Chuyi: "I heard that the Tartar soldiers who broke in the night before last were caught off guard by your plan, and Ye Jingkuan, that foolish kid, finished them off with one pot. It's clear that Miss Song is truly a heroine! Tell me, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

  "If you're afraid they'll jump over the wall, then" Song Chuyi didn't avoid or yield, looking calmly at Ye Jingkuan, suddenly raising her voice: "Just apply fire oil to the bow and arrow first."

  This time even Song Ren couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

  Yes, it's gasoline!

  The Tartar soldiers' clothes were mostly thick and clumsy, if they were to be burned by fire, they would inevitably run around in all directions, but the alleys were so narrow that the faster they ran, the faster the fire spread.

  The three of them looked at each other and suddenly felt enlightened about their current situation.

  Ye Jingkuan only felt that he had picked up a treasure and looked at Song Chuyi's eyes, which were shining. It wasn't until half a beat later that he reacted and praised her with a "good".

  Song Ren felt that the weight of the stone on his heart had lightened a lot.

  What happened next was no longer something that Song Chuyi could participate in. Since Ye Jingkuan had brought the reserve troops, the civilians gathered at the ancestral hall should have enough power to be protected.

  He's so clever, he must know how to minimize the impact on the Town South Wang Fu.

  The nearly fifty Lin Wei brought by Tai Sun are all elite, and it is natural that they will protect the safety of Tai Sun.

  The only thing to do now is to hold on to the few alleys that come and go, and prevent them from attacking in multiple directions.