"These are gold tickets exchanged for one hundred thousand taels of gold. Jinsha Gang is the guarantee. These gold tickets belong to six banks."
Ning Yuanzhou took out a large stack of gold tickets from his arms and handed them to Yuan Lu: "Take this."
"Ning Tou'er..."
"Once the attack on the tower begins, your mission is to leave Andu with His Highness and these golden tickets."
"Don't worry, Ning Tou'er."
Although he wanted to participate in attacking the tower, Yuanlu could only nod when faced with Ning Yuanzhou's order.
"The brothers from Andu Branch have already investigated the situation around Yong'an Tower for us."
Ning Yuanzhou pointed to the streets near Yong'an Tower on the map: "The south and west roads are mostly shops. When the time comes, Zhu Yiwei will be red-eyed and won't care about the pedestrians on the street. It's best for us to go from the north or west. Conduct a strong attack on the front of the tower."
"The most important thing now is that we have no idea what is going on in the tower."
Yu Shisan shook his head: "Zhu Yiwei arranged the guards, how many agencies there were, where the kerosene that Deng Zhu brought into Yong'an Tower was stored, and where the prisoner who was pulled out of the East Lake Thatched Cottage was placed. We have no idea. No idea.”
"Thirteen, prepare the human skin mask. The next time His Highness goes to visit, I will go and take a look."
Ning Yuanzhou pondered for a moment.
"no."
Qian Zhao was the first to object: "What if there is an accident? What if the Yong'an Tower explodes?"
"In case the Yong'an Tower explodes, Yuanlu will take His Highness directly out of the city."
Ning Yuanzhou tapped his fingers on the table: "We have to try. If we wait any longer, we will just sit back and wait for death."
"We can wait until Brother Jingting and Sister Ruyi come back to discuss it. Maybe they have a better way?" Yuan Lu raised his hand.
"They are not from the Six Paths Hall. They have helped us enough along the way."
Ning Yuanzhou shook his head: "I just touched in. If there is danger, I will get out as soon as possible."
"..."
Everyone was silent and didn't speak. They had no better way. Ning Yuanzhou was indeed the best in martial arts among the people in Liudao Hall.
"Let's plan the evacuation route first. You see, we can take the mountain road, from here...to here...and..."
Ning Yuanzhou rubbed Yuan Lu's head and asked everyone to continue focusing on the map.
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Andu, Yong'an Tower.
Emperor Wu Yang Xingyuan has not been so happy for a long time.
He had a lot to be happy about lately.
For example, the envoy from Wu State finally came to Andu, and the day for him to leave here was just around the corner. Another example was that there was a respectful bucket in his cell, and sumptuous food and wine were delivered every day.
The most important thing is that he no longer has to be dragged out and humiliated. He no longer has to be pointed at by the people of Andu like a monkey.
All this is thanks to the man in front of me.
Yang Xingyuan carefully looked at the man sitting not far away. The man appeared after the Wu State delegation arrived in Beijing. He had no chains on his body and no signs of whipping. However, Zhu Yiwei outside said that he was a prisoner. .
Since the day the man arrived, the environment in the cell has been improved. Soft bedding and sumptuous food and wine have been brought in. However... the man eats very little. He eats almost nothing except a small amount of water.
And what he has left...Yang Xingyuan doesn't choose.
He hasn't had a good meal for a long time since he was captured, and things that were usually readily available now seem very precious.
Feeling Yang Xingyuan's gaze, the man turned his head. Emperor Wu quickly lowered his head. He didn't know why he wanted to escape. Maybe... it was because the man looked so scary.
He can hardly be called a human being. The man is very thin, horribly thin, like a shriveled corpse. Every time he moves, he makes a rattling sound and the bones rub together. His breathing is also very heavy, as if every time he takes in a breath of air, It will use up all his strength.
He almost never spoke, and he only said a few perfunctory words about the topics that Yang Xingyuan initiated, and let Emperor Wu's questions fall into obscurity.
What frightened Yang Xingyuan the most was that his sister came to visit him that day. The man heard everything about the mission's rescue plan for him, including the ointment in his arms used for communication and the kite used as a signal.
"We have to find a way to keep him from telling anyone."
Yang Xingyuan was thinking, and the conditions that could impress the man kept emerging in his mind. He wanted to chat with the man, but he didn't dare to speak.
"Your sister..."
The man's heavy voice reached Yang Xingyuan's ears. He raised his head. At some point, the man stood in front of him. His eyes were extremely dim, like a ghost.
"What?"
Yang Xingyuan was stunned for a moment.
"I said...the girl who came that day."
"Yes, she is my imperial sister, do you... do you know her?"
Yang Xingyuan spoke cautiously.
"I don't know...cough...cough..."
Talking is like a burden to the man. Every time the man coughs, blood flows out of his mouth: "Find a way to make her come again."
"You... have a crush on her?"
Yang Xingyuan seemed to have found a way to impress the man: "She is actually not bad looking. As long as you don't tell the story about the rescue, when my men come to rescue me, as long as you let me go, I will betroth her to you." for you!"
The man stared at Yang Xingyuan, motionless.
"you……"
Emperor Wu tentatively spoke.
"You're so...ahem...damn..."
The man's labored voice was mixed with heavy breathing: "You don't have to...you don't have to know what I'm going to do...find a way to get her to come again...otherwise you can just continue to drink gruel from now on."
"I understand."
Yang Xingyuan nodded, buttoned it in his arms, took out a gold button, and looked at the guard at the door.
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Night, Andu, Siyi Pavilion.
The discussion about storming Yong'an Tower is coming to an end, but for Genroku, it is already over.
He didn't need to know much, he just needed to prepare the weapons he needed and clear the route from Sei Pavilion to the outside of the city.
After passing through the pretty courtyard, Yuan Lu walked to the door of Yang Ying's room.
The person on duty tonight responsible for protecting His Royal Highness Prince Li is Sun Lang, who is holding a civet flower.
"Brother Sun Lang."
Yuanlu shouted.
"What's wrong?"
Sun Lang looked at Yuan Lu.
"You've been working hard lately, let me do it for you."
"No, I'm not at all..."
Before Sun Lang finished speaking, Qian Zhao's hand stretched out from nowhere and covered his mouth.
"Hmm~"
The captain of Liu Daotang was dragged down.
The lights in Yang Ying's room were still on, and the boy's eyes fell on the girl's delicate face through the window lattice.
"I am a short-lived ghost..."
The young man withdrew his gaze.
But he couldn't control himself, and his eyes fell on the girl's face again.
"Take another look... just one look..."
