Qi Zhong was unaware of it and asked stutteredly: "King, what are you talking about? But how can you get up?"

Ji Hu stretched out his head and stuck out his arm to touch the well wall. It was made of ordinary bricks and stones. It was rough on the outside, bumpy and had many bulges. He had an idea in his mind and turned to ask Qi Zhong: "Your master said that you have practiced Kung Fu as a kung fu. If you stretch your legs to the well wall, can you hold your own?"

Qi Zhong gritted his teeth: "Yes!" King Zhou was superior, he had to be superior even if he couldn't, and he had to be superior even if he couldn't!

He took the light of stars and moon leaking from the wellhead, and his hands and legs provided a "big" shape in the circular well wall. Fortunately, the wellhead was not big, so it was not difficult for him to hold on.

"Are you okay?" Ji Hu asked.

"Okay, the king can step on the slave's legs."

Ji Hu raised his anger and stepped on Qi Zhong's left leg as fast as possible. He climbed up on his shoulders, relaxed his arms and supported him on the wall of the well. In this way, the heights of the two people were superimposed together, only two or three feet away from the wellhead.

"Is it enough to be enough?" Qi Zhong asked with pain in his legs, shoulders bearing loads, and gritted his teeth.

"It's still a little bit too. In this way, Gu will hold on like you, moving up little by little. Pay attention to the lower head. If Gu can't hold on, continue to hit." After Ji Hu said that, he spread his legs into two fulcrums and moved up little by little. After all, he was fifteen years old and his figure was not as tall and thick as an adult man, so it was still a bit difficult to hold on. He had to put his feet on Qi Zhong's shoulders on his lower head several times.

Ji Hu was anxious, and I didn't know how much effort it took. If the two people came back, all their previous efforts would be wasted-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"King, pull me up!" Before he could take a breath, Qi Zhong's anxious cry came from the underground. The just now, he had exhausted all his strength, so he could only wait for Ji Hu to hang down the rope and pull him. It is absolutely impossible to rely on himself.

He was about to drop the rope of the well when he suddenly heard the voices from afar, as if the two who were fetching water had come back. He was shocked and shouted to the well: "Someone is coming, you go back to the secret entrance first, wait for them to leave, and I will pull you again!"

"Then you must not leave your servant behind!" Qi Zhong answered helplessly, and had to retreat to the secret passage in disappointment.

Ji Hu had no time to listen to his nagging, so he quickly lowered his body and hid in the bushes beside him. The plum lantern was wandering from afar. The one holding the lamp was a woman wearing a printed and colorful brocade robe. The cloud patterns on her body were faintly shiny under the moonlight. The man behind her was also dressed well, with a big stride, holding a wooden barrel in one hand and a shoulder pole in the other. The two were talking and laughing, and they were very close.

As he looked, Ji Hu couldn't help but say "huh" in his heart. These two men were dressed well, but they were shorter than normal people, and their every move was quite exaggerated. Only the emperor was like this! In order to entertain guests during festivals, they often invited him to perform. Ji Hu had seen many of them. The behavior and stature of these two men were clearly a good couple. What kind of miracle doctor would be so unwilling to the patient's background and treat him without any stakes? Ji Hu was full of curiosity.

The profession of promoting excellence has existed since ancient times. Because of their short stature, dwarfs cannot join the army and cannot carry a hoe to engage in farming, and can only learn how to sing and dance to entertain people. In ancient times, when valuing agriculture and suppressing commerce, even merchants who traveled around and accumulated wealth and wealth were ranked last, let alone promoting excellence? No wonder Dao Ji Hu asked this question. It was precisely because of their short stature that they could only carry a bucket of water together and go back and forth.

The male actor used a well rope to scoop water, while talking to his wife: "I heard from people on the long street that there was a fire in the prime minister's house, and I don't know if it's true or false?"

"What does it have to do with us if it is true or false? Anyway, the Prime Minister's Mansion never takes care of our business. Besides, the gentleman asked to fetch water to make medicine, not to put out the fire for their Prime Minister's Mansion." The lady said indifferently.

Ji Hu was shocked and turned around and looked to the west. Sure enough, there was a faint red light, and he was suddenly anxious. Is the young father in the prime minister's mansion? What should the emperor father do?

The pair of Youren left with buckets one after another. Ji Hu observed the yard where he was located. It was quiet at this time, and it seemed that there were deep halls and buildings and high tents and dark houses, but it was pitch black and without any light. There were only two red gauze lanterns hanging on the wind pole in front of a two-story building west of the yard. The two Youren should have looked in that direction.

Ji Hu didn't think much about it, so he quickly lifted the rope down and shouted to it: "Qi Zhong, pull the rope up!"

After saying that, he pressed the wheel hard, and felt his hand sinking. Sure enough, Qi Zhong grabbed the well rope and climbed up little by little. He was still gasping for breath. Ji Hu hurriedly took a jade plaque from his waist and handed it to him, "You go west and find out the situation of the fire in the Prime Minister's Mansion. If a thief takes advantage of the chaos to take advantage of the chaos to the young father and the fourth prince brother, you will go to the west gate to mobilize troops and go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to suppress the chaos. Do you understand?"

Qi Zhong took the jade plaque in a daze, looking confused: "King, what happened to the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Ji Hu pointed to the light red sky in the west and said anxiously: "The Prime Minister's Mansion has caught fire. The thieves rebelled in the palace, and the intention is to be the orphan; now when he sees that the orphan is not in the palace, he will definitely besiege the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the intention is to threaten the young father and the fourth prince's brother. Things are urgent, go quickly!"

"But, Master has told me to protect your safety with your own body!" Qi Zhong refused.

Ji Hu glared at her eyes, and her sharp eyes made Qi Zhong dare not look up, and said with a threat: "Do you dare to resist the order?"

Qi Zhong had no choice but to take the jade token and ask, "Your king, please go with the slave!"

Ji Hu shook his head: "The thieves incite rebellion on the grounds of epidemics. The key to solving this crisis is in this house. I have to investigate clearly to resolve the current crisis. Once the matter here is handled, I will go to the prime minister's mansion immediately, so you don't have to worry."

"Then be careful of everything!" Qi Zhong turned around and disappeared into the dark night.

Seeing that he had left, Ji Hu took a deep breath and touched the small building to the west. He accelerated his pace, followed the water splashing on the ground, and quickly caught up with the two Youmen. They saw them climbing up the steps and entering the wing room in the east. The windows were faintly shining, and it was obvious that a candle was lit in the room.

Ji Hu quietly touched the base of the window, gently poked the window paper with his fingertips, and secretly observed the scene in the room-----


Chapter completed!