"Consider the plan," Wen Zhongfa said: "We are twenty-one, divided into three groups. The first group is led by me, Huang and Zhang enter with the first group. The second group is responsible for taking the carriage to pick us up. Everyone has also remembered the retreat route. After retreating to the hidden point, they leave in batches according to the plan. The third group is bald and uses firearms to guard against the commanding heights. Once a situation of force is necessary, we must quickly suppress the enemy and cover our retreat."

The people in the second group responded first, and the bald man said, "I hope I won't ask me to take action."

Once the bald group takes action, it means that the action has failed. Once the fight starts, the plan will of course be exposed.

"Don't talk nonsense." Wen Zhong swears. He puts a lot of pressure on this task. Zhang Han personally assigned it. There is no need to say much about the importance. Moreover, Wen Zhongfa's own understanding is that once he uses this trick, it will be a key turning point.

In the night, more than 20 people left the house in batches, and Huang Yu'an and Zhang Yong'an also came out in the crowd. Zhang Yong'an looked around curiously. Wen Zhongfa stared at him for a while and said, "Mr. Zhang doesn't need to look at it. This is a dead spot, which means a place to give up after using it once."

Zhang Yongan took a deep breath and said, "Your actions are really eye-opening."

He said again: "I have been in the capital for a long time. There are many fighting events in the Middle East Factory in the capital, and the Jinyiwei's school lieutenant is everywhere. Even the nobles in the capital will change their color. When I was in the capital, I thought the factory guards were the best among the hawks, but now I know what a real hawks are."

The word "hawk" is not a derogatory meaning, but Zhang Yongan's unreliable praise to Wen Zhongfa.

Wen Zhongfa didn't say anything, but the bald head behind him grinned and smiled silently.

The inspector yamen is not far ahead. Compared with the large-scale governor's military yamen, the inspector's station is much simpler. After all, according to the regulations of the court, the inspectors in a place do not stay in the station, but often patrol the local area. Not only does they have to inspect military affairs, but also check the officials and local situations. They can solve the hidden dangers immediately and report them if they cannot be solved.

In fact, the inspectors were all Beijing officials, just like the governors. It was a temporary method for the Ming court to use Beijing officials to suppress local governments in the form of dispatch. Later, it was dispatched to a long-term garrison, but the name of Beijing officials has not changed. Therefore, no matter whether the governor or the inspector, there were actually no official offices or subordinates. This was also a manifestation of the politics of the Ming Dynasty. The Secretary of the Central Committee was abolished and the Prime Minister was dismissed, and then the provincial system of various places was awkward. The provincial government was dismissed from various places, and the three departments were established. The governors and inspectors were sent, and the governors and governors were sent.

The patrol station is not big, only the size of a house in five or six. Each entry is three main houses and the side houses on both sides. Once in, one entry is one after another, the central corridor from the main entrance is very standardized. Wang Xinyi also lives in the main courtyard hall inside the second gate, where the living and meeting guests are. Go to the left for a month, walk twenty or thirty steps south from Jiaxiang, and pass through the alley, and enter the courtyard again. It is more exquisite and compact, with rocks and flowers and trees inside. The main hall there is used by Wang Xinyi as a study room. The wing rooms on both sides are small living rooms. Most of the conversations with the confidant are in this small courtyard.

After arriving in the backyard, two people climbed over the wall first. Then Zhang Yongan saw one of them take out a bunch of keys from his arms. After trying twice, he easily opened the back door of the station.

Because he was warned in advance and could not make any sound, Zhang Yongan just widened his eyes and did not make any sound.

The patrol station also raised several dogs. What's strange is that these dogs did not bark. Someone threw some food to the ground. After eating, the dog fell down. Someone came over and carried the dog's corpse out.

Everyone went deeper and opened the door and unblocked the road.

The leader seemed to have a floor plan of the governor's station. They avoided the route of the patrol personnel in the evening and arrived at the destination in a few minutes, which is where Wang Xinyi's study is located.

After opening the courtyard gate, some people stayed outside, and some went up to the roof and lay on the eaves of the house like cats. Huang Yu'an and Zhang Yong'an opened their unforgettable horizons. In their eyes, this seemed like a mythical world. Everything, including locks, courtyard walls, houses, and dogs, could not stop the people in front of them. They were like heroes who came down from Liangshan, or like monsters in the story book Journey to the West. There seemed to be nothing in the world that could be difficult for them.

Of course, Wen Zhongfa saw the eyes of these two people and understood their thoughts. He smiled slightly... Only the people from the Military Intelligence Bureau themselves understand how much they have paid in order to have such skills.

Holding soap with your fingers in a pan?

Lurking in the pile of corpses?

Practice climbing on the steepest mountain, and at least 30% of the indicators of falling or being disabled every year?

Learn to use poison, the fastest way to kill people...

Learn to force confession or counter-information?

They have paid too much for the skills they have now!

"So far... you all did a great job." Entering the long-lost study, Zhang Yongan's face also had an indescribable expression. Maybe he had been thinking about returning here for a while, but he actually came back in this situation. I'm afraid even Zhang Yongan himself couldn't explain what he felt.

Sitting on the chair that I usually sit on, Zhang Yongan said leisurely: "It's a pity that it's useless to do this level. Wang Xunzhang's seal and patrol defense and other applications are all locked after I waited for the people to put them away. You have to find out. The rooms in front of you have to be dug three feet away. Even if you have the patience, have enough time and can't make any noise, you have to find when..."

Wen Zhong smiled and said, "Haha, rest for a moment."

After a moment, a faint sound of footsteps came from outside, and Zhang Yongan and Huang Yuan were both a little nervous because Wen Zhongfa and others walked almost silently.

"I've met Mr. Zhang."

A young man who looked like a servant walked in through the main entrance. After entering the house, he saw Zhang Yongan and bowed on the spot.

Zhang Yongan screamed in surprise: "Li Mingyong, it's you?"

Zhang Yongan is a juren and has the highest status among the staff who usually walk in the mansion. In the past, Li Mingyong, the servant Li, treated him from afar, and was very respectful. At that time, Zhang Yongan never saw a servant who was sweeping, nor was he a servant of Wang Xinyi, but a young man who was innocent from the teenager recruited from Datong. He never asked them to do important things. He just helped the servants brought out of the capital to do some chores, sweeping the courtyard and doing some rough chores. He welcomed and sent him to serve Wang Xinyi's daily life, but did not ask these people to come forward. Zhang Yongan vaguely had some impression of this servant and remembered his name.

"You are a good teacher, Mr. Zhang," Li Mingyong said with a smile: "The young one is from Yusheng. He came into the mansion with disguised resume from the beginning."

"So that's it..." Zhang Yongan sat dejectedly on the chair, and his last little defense was also broken.

Li Mingyong ignored him and walked straight to a box and pointed at him, "Mr. Wen, there is a secret wall under the cabinet here. I know the important thing is hidden inside, but I don't know the specific one. Every time I observe it during the sun and sweep, there will be traces of movement here..."

"That's enough!"

Li Mingyong is an outside servant, not a child at home, so of course he could not ask him to do such a secret thing, but every morning and evening, this smart and sensible boy comes in to sweep... With this condition, after the spy trained by Yusheng, he can easily find what he should pay attention to.

A short man immediately went over and gently pushed open the box. Then he found Ji Kuo. He took out a hard wire and gently pried it on the ground. After a while, everyone heard a "click", but the secret wall was opened.

Doing these things is just a glimmer of light from a candle, and it is blocked, but in just a few breaths, the things are taken out.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang is responsible for guidance, Mr. Huang is responsible for writing, and then the two of them look at the copy and write it on the formal copy..." Wen Zhongfa looked at Zhang Yongan and suddenly said with a grim voice: "Old Zhang, just call you sir. If you don't respect you, you will become a corpse in two breaths. Don't miss yourself!"

Even though Zhang Yongan was always calm and brave, he was frightened and his heart was beating. He quickly bowed and said, "I will never dare to make any reservations. I will not make any code words. Everything will make people see no problem!"

"Okay, you say, Mr. Huang writes it, let's start!"

Zhang Yongan's whispers and the rustling sound of Huang Yu'an when writing came from the room, followed by the whispers of the two discussing the words and tone. It was nearly half an hour after the finalization. With Zhang Yongan's experience of writing a copy for Wang Xinyi, this was already very fast. After repeated inspections, Huang Yu'an copied it on the formal copy. Then Zhang Yongan pointed out the place where he used the printing, and gently blew it dry after everything was finished, and then sealed it with a box. Zhang Yongan said tiredly: "I have never written a copy so attentively."

"Is this thing for the emperor to see?" A man from the Military Intelligence Bureau whispered softly. This was a loss of compulsory for military intelligence personnel, but others didn't say anything... For many people, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty was still a bit sacred and inviolable, especially in their class. The emperor has always been shrouded under a veil of divinity. If it is too far away, the stronger this divinity will be. Although the Emperor of Ming Dynasty did not become the incarnation of Shinto like the Emperor of Japan, he is also known as the Heavenly Emperor.

Zi, the emperor obeys the decree of heaven and the people. The so-called "God of the Mountains and the Emperor is also a true dragon" is said to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Unless it is the so-called "The King's Aura is dim and the Dragon Vein is cut off, it will be the eternal state of the country. Looking at the Qi and the Vein is also the specialty of Feng Shui masters. Therefore, in the past 200 years of the Ming Dynasty, before the peasant uprising where mountains and rivers were completely destroyed, only the White Lotus Sect successfully carried out several uprisings. And in a few years, Liu Liu and Liu Qi were in Shandong as sects, but they were just a sudden uprising.
Chapter completed!