From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 1220

"Too risky, too risky."

Guan Lu repeated this sentence, frowning, and said in a deep voice: "This can indeed completely tear open the opponent's defense line, but the safety of the lord cannot be guaranteed, and the benefits in exchange are not clear enough. Generally speaking, the risks are greater than the benefits, and the cost of investment is too high. Such a plan should not be made."

Zhou Yuan patted his shoulder and smiled: "Don't just look at the benefits brought by this matter itself, but also look at the influence on the surroundings."

"This time, the Baishan Sect and other neutral forces are watching. We must have excellent means and abilities to make them come to us. Come over here."

"Leave the Jinding Temple to me, and the silk workshop to you. If we do our own things and complete our respective tasks, there will be no problems."

Guan Lu knew that he could not get away with it, so he sighed and said, "Okay, I will go to Jiang Jianfeng after dawn, explain the matter clearly, and let him cooperate with us to prepare."

"But the lord must be very careful, and put his own safety first in everything. The rise of the Great Jin is in full swing, and everything depends on the lord."

The sky gradually brightened, and the fish belly white turned up in the east, accompanied by a trace of blood, and then the whole sky became red and bright.

The wind kept blowing, and Zhou Yuan simply washed up before calling the master of disguise to add makeup for him.

"Xiaoying, you have to listen to Guan Lu these days, don't be willful, and don't call him Uncle Clown anymore, do you hear me?"

Xiaoying nodded heavily and said, "Don't worry, brother! Xiaoying has always been very well behaved! I will definitely not make things difficult for Uncle Clown!"

Zhou Yuan said, "Call me Lord Guan!"

Xiaoying stuck out her tongue and laughed.

Zhou Yuan didn't argue with her, but looked at Chenxi and said, "Chenxi, if Guan Lu and the others can't hold on, you will need to take action."

"Although I don't want you to participate in the political struggle, it shouldn't affect your Taoism if you protect people."

Chenxi nodded gently and said, "I understand, brother, I will find the right measure."

After finishing his makeup, Zhou Yuan stood up and finally put on the old monk's robe.

His expression suddenly twisted: "What the hell is this smell?"

Zhang Fei laughed and said: "Black Monkey said that the monks' robes are often smelly because they are not washed all year round."

"So after making them old, the monks' robes were taken to the workers' dormitory and several strong men who sweat easily were arranged to take turns to cover them all night."

Zhou Yuan took a breath of cold air and almost choked to death, then gave a thumbs up: "Well! Very good! Black Monkey is very thoughtful!"

"Zhang Fei, go beat him up!"

Zhang Fei was stunned, then nodded slowly and strode over.

Zhou Yuan just sat in the yard, quietly waiting for news.

After a while, Zhang Fei came back after beating him, rubbing his hands and said: "I cried after being beaten."

Zhou Yuan nodded and continued to wait.

A moment later, the spy of the Divine Bird quickly returned to the silk workshop and reported: "Here they are! The monks are out, about thirty people, most of them carrying backpacks!"

Zhou Yuan stood up and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Fei, immediately let the Divine Bird scout around the monks to make sure there are no large numbers of assassins ambushing us."

"In order to prevent being lured out, send more people to pay attention to the movements of the palace and the army."

"We will set out immediately and wait for them to complete the purchase before we kill them."

"Remember, the purpose is not to kill people, but to create chaos."

Zhang Fei said seriously: "I obey your orders!"

"Action!"

Zhou Yuan led a group of masters and strode out.

They quickly split up. Zhou Yuan got on the carriage and was led forward by the spy of the Divine Bird. Zhang Fei and others merged into the pedestrians on the street and kept rushing towards the destination to report at any time.

The people of the Divine Bird started to move and kept giving feedback.

Zhou Yuan's carriage was traveling on the street, and finally, at the right time, it gradually approached the monks who had completed the purchase.

It was already noon, and Zhang Fei quietly returned to the carriage and whispered: "It has been verified that there are indeed thirty monks, ten of whom are wearing Buddhist beads and red coats. They should be masters of the Dharma Protector Group."

Zhou Yuan said: "Look for opportunities! Take action at any time!"

Therefore, he also got off the carriage and rushed forward quickly.

So Zhang Fei immediately sent an order, and accompanied by the sound of bells, the martial arts masters hidden in various streets directly killed the monks.

Amid the roar, the people on the street fled frantically, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

But the monks seemed to have expected this long ago, and there was no panic at all. The monks carrying backpacks walked forward, and the ten masters of the Dharma Protector Group protected them and fought against the martial arts masters.

The strength of these masters of the Dharma Protector Group is really not to be underestimated. They can deal with double the number of enemies with ease and keep their pace steady, always protecting the purchasing teamGo forward.

One of the tall monks had a cold face and knocked Zhang Fei back several steps with one palm, shouting: "Use whatever skills you have! I have practiced horizontal training for thirty years, so why should I be afraid of you so-called Jianghu people!"

Zhang Fei directly took out the letter flintlock gun.

"Bang" a gunshot shocked the monks and immediately messed up the formation, and the tall old monk fell to the ground with blood on his face.

"Who are you with... still practicing horizontal training..."

Zhang Fei snorted, blew the gunpowder from the muzzle, and shouted: "Kill them all!"

The monks began to flee forward, although it was chaotic, but at least the direction was correct.

Facing the counterattack of the Jianghu people, the remaining nine people in the Dharma Protector Group were also a little panicked. Most of them did not dare to take the challenge and began to look for cover.

Zhou Yuan took advantage of the chaos in the crowd and quietly mixed into the fleeing monks.

"You! Where's your backpack!"

The monk next to him shouted, "We can't throw away the food we bought with great difficulty!"

Zhou Yuan was stunned for a moment, then said, "I don't have any! Lend me yours!"

He knocked the other person unconscious with a punch, then snatched the backpack and carried it on his back, stripped off the other person's monk robe, quietly slipped into an alley, and put it on himself.

After walking out of the alley, he whistled to signal Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei understood and immediately sent three or five good men to kill Zhou Yuan.

For a moment, the monks who were fleeing on Zhou Yuan's side were in danger, and one of the monks was knocked to the ground by a palm and was about to be killed.

Zhou Yuan quickly blocked the knife and pulled the monk away.

He saved two more monks in the same way, and the four of them walked together.

One of the monks talked to Zhou Yuan in a jumbled manner.

Zhou Yuan didn't understand, so he panted and said, "You have to develop the habit of speaking Chinese in the local area. Didn't the Dharma Protector teach you?"

The man panted and said, "You have good kung fu. Are you from the snow mountain too?"

Zhou Yuan said in a deep voice, "I am the disciple of Bayan Luohan. I learned some kung fu from him."

He didn't dare to dwell on this issue, so he immediately changed the subject: "These Jianghu people are really cruel. We have to go back quickly and can't drag the Dharma Protectors down."

The four of them ran forward and gradually joined up with others.

The mission was accomplished, and Zhang Fei and the others gradually stopped and retreated one after another.

Let Zhou Yuan blend into the monk group, their mission has been accomplished.

And Zhou Yuan's mind is not very clear now. The monk robe he changed into is too smelly and it is simply unbearable.

But at this moment, he had no choice but to endure it and continue to move forward with the large group.

As for how long such a fragile lurk can last... half an hour, half a day, or several days... he has no idea at all.