Daming: Brother, there is no future for monks, let's rebel

After the cargo was loaded, the captain waved his hand and said, "Let's go! Hurry and deliver the cargo to the destination. Don't delay."

The carriage slowly drove out of the dock and moved along the main road of Jinling City. Zhu Han and Zhu Biao mixed in with the last carriage, lowered their heads and said nothing, pretending to be ordinary accompanying workers.

On the way, Zhu Biao asked in a low voice: "Uncle, they seem to be very cautious. There are people observing the surroundings along the way. Should we make some more arrangements?"

Zhu Han shook his head: "There is no need to take action now. Their final destination is the key. Only by finding the mastermind behind the scenes can we catch them all in one fell swoop."

The carriage traveled for about a cup of tea and finally stopped in front of a remote house. Several strong men quickly jumped off the carriage, opened the gate, and directed the workers to move the boxes in.

"Hurry up, carry all the goods into the warehouse! Don't let anyone see it." A leading man shouted in a low voice.

Zhu Biao took advantage of the chaos to look around and noticed that there were a few archers secretly guarding the wall of the house. He lowered his voice and said, "Uncle, this place is heavily guarded. I'm afraid it's an important stronghold."

Zhu Han smiled faintly: "The more important the place is, the closer we are to the truth. Let's go in and take a look."

The two pretended to be ordinary porters, carrying wooden boxes and following the large group of people into the house. When they put the boxes down, they deliberately slowed down their movements and paid attention to the layout of the warehouse and the position of the guards.

"Hurry up!" The captain urged impatiently and stood at the door of the warehouse to supervise personally.

Zhu Biao said softly: "Uncle, this should be their transfer point."

Zhu Han nodded: "That's right. But the number of guards here is far more than expected. If we act rashly, we might alert the enemy. Let's retreat first and observe secretly."

Inside the yard, the captain was talking to several strong men armed with weapons.

"The goods have arrived," the captain pointed to the boxes piled in the corner, "Send them to the secret room as soon as possible. The superiors will come to inspect them soon."

A sturdy man nodded: "Don't worry, boss, the secret room has been emptied and can be stored at any time."

Zhu Biao took advantage of the chaos to get close to the goods. He pretended to move boxes and secretly carved a mark on one of the boxes with a dagger. Zhu Han noticed this scene and nodded secretly, indicating that he should continue to observe.

"Hmph, if anything goes wrong with this batch of goods, none of you will survive!" the captain threatened coldly.

The sturdy man at the side whispered to comfort him: "Don't worry, Boss. There are three layers of guards outside and inside this house. Not even a fly can fly in."

Zhu Han sneered secretly and whispered to Zhu Biao: "They are too confident. This is our chance."

The goods were moved into the secret room one by one. Zhu Biao took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and memorized the location of the secret room. After a while, he and Zhu Han quietly left the yard.

On the street, Zhu Han said as he walked: "Next, we need to notify the secret guards guarding the city and ask them to cooperate with the action."

Zhu Biao frowned: "But we don't know when the person behind the scenes will show up. If we act rashly, we may alert the enemy."

Zhu Han smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I have a backup plan."

"Backhand?" Zhu Biao wondered.

"I just left a secret mark at the door of the secret room. This is a signal between our secret guards. Within an hour, someone from their team will come to investigate." Zhu Han's eyes revealed confidence.

Zhu Biao's eyes lit up: "So that's how it is! The emperor's uncle is indeed far-sighted."

An agile secret guard quietly sneaked into the courtyard and began to collect clues. At the same time, Zhu Han and Zhu Biao waited for news in a teahouse not far from the house.

As the night deepened, the lights in the teahouse were dim, revealing a hint of warmth. Zhu Han and Zhu Biao sat in the corner by the window. The heat in the teapot had long dissipated, leaving only two teacups on the table. Outside the window, the street was strangely quiet, with the occasional sound of night patrol footsteps coming from afar.

Zhu Biao tapped the table lightly with his fingers, frowning slightly: "Uncle, the secret guards have been infiltrating for a while, will there be any accidents?"

Zhu Han calmly picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea that had already cooled, and whispered, "Don't worry, the secret guards are always cautious in their actions, and they need time to find solid evidence. Besides, although the defense of this house is strict, it may not be able to stop the real masters."

Zhu Biao nodded, but his eyes were still looking out the window: "You are right, but this operation is of great importance. I always feel... uneasy."

Zhu Han smiled, his tone soothing: "Biao'er, calm down. In this kind of situation, it's not only about your skills, but also your character. If you are impatient, it will be easy for the enemy to detect you. Wait for the secret guard to bring back the news, and then we will make a decision."

Zhu Biao took a deep breath, suppressed his anxiety, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, if the enemy really notices our actions, what countermeasures will they take?"

Zhu Han pondered for a moment and narrowed his eyes slightly. "If they are smart, they will immediately transfer the goods, or even try to set up a reverse trap to lure us in. But if they think they are invulnerable, they may stay put and wait to see if we have the courage to take another step forward."

Zhu Biao sighed in a low voice: "It seems that no matter what the situation is, we can't take it lightly."

Zhu Han raised his lips slightly: "That's right, stay alert, but don't make rash assumptions. Remember, we have more initiative now. The enemy is in the open, and we are in the dark."

At the same time, the secret guards outside the secret room moved in an intense and orderly manner. The secret guard was named Lin Chuan, with a nimble figure and light steps like a cat. After he climbed over the courtyard wall, he quickly hid in a bush and observed the surrounding movements.

Several guards were patrolling, holding shining swords and guns, and marching in unison, clearly well-trained. Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes, noticing that the guards' routes were regular, and took advantage of the moment when they turned around to quietly approach the door of the secret room.

Outside the secret room, the lights were dim, but a complex copper lock could be vaguely seen embedded in the door. Lin Chuan took out a small tool from his waist, gently inserted it into the keyhole, and began to turn it skillfully. Within a few breaths, there was a "click" sound, and the copper lock quietly opened.

He slowly pushed open the door of the secret room and slipped in. The light in the secret room was even dimmer, and the air was filled with a faint wood fragrance. Lin Chuan quickly glanced around and found rows of neatly stacked boxes, which were the goods shipped from the dock.

Lin Chuan approached one of the boxes and carefully pried open the lid with a dagger. Inside was a row of brand new swords, with the blades flashing coldly. He was slightly startled, then took out a silver needle from his bosom and pierced the surface of the sword.

"Sure enough..." he muttered to himself, "These swords have been specially processed and are weapons designed specifically for close combat."

Lin Chuan quickly wrote down the marks on each box and used extremely fine dark patterns to mark the box to ensure that he could accurately lock on to the target later. When he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from outside the secret room.

His heart tightened and he immediately put away his tools, hid behind a row of boxes, and held his breath.

In the teahouse, Zhu Biao was still fidgeting. He frowned and said, "Uncle, Lin Chuan hasn't come back yet. Should we send someone to help him?"

Zhu Han shook his head and said firmly: "If one more person goes in, there will be a greater risk of exposure. Lin Chuan is the best secret guard, he will definitely handle it properly." Just as he finished speaking, there was a slight knock on the door. Zhu Han raised his head, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes: "Come in."

A thin man pushed the door open and walked in. It was Lin Chuan. Sweat beads slightly oozed from his forehead, but his expression was calm: "Your Highness, Prince, the situation in the secret room has been found out."

Zhu Biao asked hurriedly: "What is the specific situation of the goods?"

Lin Chuan replied in a low voice: "The boxes in the secret room were indeed shipped from the dock, and they were filled with weapons. These swords have been processed with special technology and are extremely sharp. Obviously, they are not ordinary goods."

Zhu Han's eyes were stern. "The purpose of this batch of goods must be very complicated. Are there any other discoveries?"

Lin Chuan nodded: "Although the guards outside the secret room are tight, there are no additional mechanisms inside, which means they did not fully expect someone to sneak in. In addition, I left a dark pattern on the box to facilitate subsequent tracking."

Zhu Han smiled with satisfaction: "Very good. This means they haven't noticed our actions yet. Next, we need to mobilize our forces to intercept this batch of goods before the person behind the scenes shows up."

Zhu Biao pondered for a moment: "Uncle, how should we arrange the operation to intercept the goods?"

Zhu Han smiled slightly: "Don't worry. Since they value this batch of goods so much, there will definitely be inspectors coming. Let's wait for them to show up, and then catch them all in one fell swoop."

Zhu Biao nodded, with a bit more fighting spirit in his eyes: "Okay, let's wait for the person behind the scenes to show up!"

As soon as Lin Chuan finished his report, he whispered, "Your Highness, Prince, when I left the secret room, I heard new people entering the courtyard. It seemed that the people who were inspecting the goods had arrived."

Zhu Han's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he said slowly: "Sure enough, their leader can't hold back any longer. In this case, we have to take advantage of their tricks."

Zhu Biao frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "Uncle, how can we turn the tables on him?"

Zhu Han smiled slightly, his eyes sharp: "They sent people to inspect the goods, which means that this batch of goods is very important to them. We just need to create chaos during the inspection and capture the person in charge, and then we can follow the clues to find out their plan."

Zhu Biao nodded and turned to look at Lin Chuan: "Lin Chuan, you know the location of the secret room and the guard arrangement best. You will arrange the next action."

Lin Chuan clasped his fists and replied, "Yes! I will go and investigate their movements and look for opportunities to create chaos."

Zhu Han raised his hand to stop him: "Wait, we can't rely on you alone this time. We need a more thorough plan. Biao'er, come with me."

The two of them came to a dark room behind the teahouse together, and Zhu Han circled several key locations of the secret room and courtyard on the map.

He pointed to several guard posts around the yard and whispered, "Here, here, these are blind spots for the guards. Lin Chuan can sneak in from here. Biaoer and I will meet him outside."

Zhu Biao looked at the map carefully, nodded and said, "In this way, we can act quickly, but uncle, what if the enemy reinforcements come?"

Zhu Han took out a jade pendant from his sleeve slowly and handed it to Zhu Biao: "Take this and go to the Yongchang Escort Agency in the south of the city to find the owner Huang Ming. He is one of ours and can send people to help us control the situation."

Zhu Biao took the jade pendant and asked, "What about you?"

Zhu Han smiled faintly: "I will make arrangements on the periphery. If there is an accident, I will ensure that you can evacuate safely."

Zhu Biao wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Zhu Han's gaze: "Go ahead, this is your chance to learn how to coordinate the overall situation."

The night was as dark as ink, and Lin Chuan sneaked into the house again. He entered from the blind spot as before, and his figure shuttled through the shadows like a ghost. He approached the secret room and found a middle-aged man in a brocade robe outside the door, scolding his men in a cold voice.

"You are missing a few boxes of such important goods? If you make another mistake, don't blame me for being rude!" The man's voice was cold and carried an unquestionable pressure.

Lin Chuan held his breath and watched quietly. He noticed that the man was holding a list in his hand and was constantly checking it against the goods in the secret room.

"This person is most likely the person in charge." Lin Chuan thought to himself. He quietly stepped back a few steps, took out the signal arrow, and drew a silent light in the air. This was a signal to notify Zhu Han and others to take action.

On the other side, Zhu Biao hurried to Yongchang Escort Agency with the jade pendant. When the guard at the door saw the jade pendant, he immediately led him into the inner hall respectfully.

Huang Ming, the head of the escort agency, was a burly man with a scar on his face, which made him look particularly majestic. When he saw the jade pendant, he immediately knelt on one knee and said, "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Zhu Biao quickly helped him up and said, "Director Huang, now is not the time to be polite. I need your men to assist in the operation. Our target is a house in the east of the city."

Huang Ming's eyes flashed with a sharpness: "Your Highness, rest assured, my people are at your disposal at any time. But this house is heavily guarded, do you have a plan?"

Zhu Biao briefly explained Zhu Han's arrangement, and Huang Ming immediately arranged for dozens of his escorts to set off, and at the same time provided Zhu Biao with a fast horse: "Your Highness, please go ahead, I will bring people to catch up later."

Zhu Biao nodded, jumped on his horse, and galloped towards the house.

Outside the house, Zhu Han was standing under a tall tree, his eyes fixed on the direction of the secret room. He whispered to Lin Chuan beside him, "The time has come. Let the guards cause internal strife. This is our best chance."

Lin Chuan nodded in understanding, quickly took out a flute, and blew a series of high and low notes. Not long after, several horses in the yard were suddenly startled, began to neigh wildly, and kicked over the trucks in the yard. The goods were scattered all over the ground, and the guards were immediately in a panic.

"Go and control the horses! Don't let them destroy the goods!" the guards shouted loudly and ran to the stable.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Chuan rushed through the door of the secret room and firmly restrained the middle-aged man. He said coldly: "Don't move. If you don't want to die, don't shout."

The man turned around in astonishment and saw the dagger in Lin Chuan's hand. He dared not move for a moment.

"Who sent you to inspect the goods? Where is the final destination of this batch of goods?" Lin Chuan asked in a low voice, with the blade against the man's neck.

The man swallowed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

At this time, Zhu Han walked out slowly from the darkness and said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it. We have plenty of ways to make you speak."

The man stared at the stern Zhu Han with his eyes wide open. He seemed to have thought of something and his face turned pale: "Are you...Prince Jing?" (End of this chapter)