With a million soldiers, the empress begged me not to rebel

The soldiers defending the city took a closer look.

The token is engraved with the emblem of the Javanese royal family, symbolizing supreme power.

"Greetings, His Excellency the Imperial Envoy!"

The soldiers defending the city knelt on the ground in unison, and the roar of thunder and waves resounded through the sky.

This scene happened to be seen by the special forces of Shannan Prefecture who were passing by.

Everyone was stunned.

"Master Ye...has he become an official?"

A young special forces soldier rubbed his eyes and asked in disbelief.

"That's right! I just escorted a princess!"

"It has to be Lord Night Owl. We still have a lot to learn from him!"

Ye Xiao's days at Haixiaguan were very prosperous, he was happier than a god.

During the day, he wore the coarse linen clothes given by the king - in fact, these linen clothes were specially made.

There is a layer of soft and smooth silk sewn inside, which is more comfortable to wear than the king's dragon robe.

He deliberately covered his linen clothes with mud, making himself look dirty.

If you don’t know, you would really think how hard he works!

He brought a group of Javanese craftsmen to work on the embankment.

From time to time, he would shake his head and recite a few poems about flood control that he had learned from storybooks.

He looks like an experienced water control expert.

In fact, he couldn't even understand the blueprints of the dam, let alone direct the project.

His favorite thing to do was to grab a lazy craftsman and curse him out.

One day, he was inspecting the embankment when his eyes suddenly lit up.

Seeing a craftsman taking a nap in the shade, he immediately became furious.

"Hey! You kid! What are you doing?!"

The night owl roared, frightening the craftsman so much that he jumped up from the ground.

"No...nothing, sir..."

The craftsman answered tremblingly, still holding a handful of grass tightly in his hand.

"Nothing? Why are you shaking? What are you holding in your hand?"

As Night Owl spoke, he snatched the grass from the craftsman's hand and examined it carefully.

"Well, you dare to slack off and sleep! And you dare to quibble!"

The craftsman turned pale with fear and immediately knelt on the ground, saying with a mournful face:

"Please spare my life, sir! I know I was wrong, and I won't do it again!"

Night Owl cursed in Javanese: "You useless thing!"

Of course, he was just trying to scare the craftsman. If he really asked him to kill someone, he really couldn't do it.

The craftsmen around were so frightened when they saw this that they dared not breathe.

They all worked hard, fearing that they would be the next to be caught.

Night Owl looked around triumphantly, feeling secretly pleased:

See, this trick still works!

But at night, the night owl immediately changed its face.

After taking off the coarse linen clothes covered with mud, Night Owl stretched his muscles and bones, and all the fatigue on his face disappeared.

The hot water washed away the day's disguise, and also washed away the fatigue and pretentious stupidity on his face.

After changing into a clean black suit, he looked like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath.

In the room, a dim oil lamp flickered, illuminating his angular face.

In the dim light, he spread out a parchment scroll and the charcoal in his hand rustled on it.

What seems like a casual stroll during the day actually hides a mystery.

He described the defense situation of Haixia Pass in detail on the parchment scroll.

The number of city gate guards not only records the total number, but also breaks down the configuration of each city gate.

Even the number of people rotating each hour is clearly marked;

The patrol rules are not just about the routes, he also marked the size of the patrol team and their weapons equipment.

and the duration of stay at each patrol point;

The location of the weapons depot is not only accurately marked on the map.

It also depicts the surrounding terrain, building structures, and possible infiltration routes.

Even the location and time of the soldiers' changing of guard and which tree they usually relieved themselves under were recorded.

He recorded everything, no matter how big or small.

Every few days, Night Owl would carefully roll up the completed parchment scroll.

It was stuffed into a specially made small bamboo tube and tied to the leg of an inconspicuous gray-feathered carrier pigeon.

This carrier pigeon has been specially trained and can fly across the vast ocean and accurately deliver information to Lu Yan.

The carrier pigeon flapped its wings and flew high, disappearing into the night, taking away the sweat and hard work of the night owl.

This information will become a crucial weapon in Lu Yan's hands, determining the outcome of this war.

After releasing the carrier pigeon, the night owl stretched out his body, and his joints crackled.

The fatigue from pretending to be stupid during the day was swept away, replaced by a hunter-like excitement.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a sneer.

That old guy Jin Xuanming really thinks he's an important person. He wants to monitor him by sending a few useless people?

Don't even take a piss and look at your old face.

This old guy Jin Xuanming is more suspicious than his beard, and he is always on edge.

He was afraid that Night Owl would cut off his source of income.

He secretly sent a few "elites" - actually a few guys with bad eyesight

They call it "protection", but in fact they are monitoring the night owl's every move, for fear that he will play tricks.

Ye Xiao's mind is as clear as a mirror, but he pretends to be a playboy on the surface.

He would go to casinos and brothels every few days, living a life of debauchery.

At the gambling table, he scattered money handful by handful, like a fairy scattering flowers.

If you don’t know, you would think he has a mine at home!

In fact, he secretly wrote down the amount of winnings and losses and the habits of each gambler.

Prepare to make a big move at the critical moment.

"Come on, come on, buy it and leave it! I'm in great luck today, who's afraid of me?"

Night Owl shook the dice cup in his hand and roared in a heroic manner.

Then he slammed the dice cup onto the table.

The gamblers around stretched their necks, their eyes as big as copper bells, wishing they could see through the dice cup.

"I bet big!"

The burly man with a face full of flesh said in a muffled voice and slammed a handful of silver on the table.

"I bet on small!"

The man, who was as thin as a monkey, said in a sharp voice and also bet a handful of silver.

The corners of Night Owl's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sly smile.

He had long seen through the tricks of these gamblers.

I know they are all habitual thieves who like to play tricks at the gambling table.

"open!"

Night Owl suddenly opened the dice cup, and three dice stood on the table.

They are four, five, and six respectively, and the total number of points is exactly fifteen. Great!

The gamblers around suddenly groaned.

"Haha! Thanks, thanks!"

Ye Xiao laughed triumphantly and hugged the silver on the table into his arms.

In the brothel, he pretended to be smooth-talking and generous.

He always gives tips to girls, making them feel like a sucker.

In fact, he secretly observed the personality and preferences of each girl.

He even remembers clearly what was placed in their rooms.

Be prepared to use a "honey trap" when needed.