Easier said than done, everything in this world is easier said than done.

Almost every New Year's eve is approaching, there are many people who will hate their inaction in the past year and lament the inexorable passage of time. Then at least 90 percent of them began to secretly make up their minds and set countless goals for the new year. Unfortunately, almost the first day of the new year is a holiday, so the new year's plan will always die before the party's revelry the night before.

What Fan Wencheng didn't expect was that Amin was so excited when he heard about his plan that he had to have a carnival at the Four Seas Restaurant in person to express his excitement.

What he didn't know was that the Sihai Restaurant in Hanyang was exactly the same as that of Jingshi, with several thick brass pipes that transmitted the sound from the private room to the listeners sitting in the basement. And today, the Jurchen and North Korean interpreters, who have been on board from Dengzhou, are finally in use.

As soon as Amin stepped into the restaurant, Zhou Yanru was called to the basement.

People influence each other. Zhou Yanru didn't think so, but his current every move was becoming more and more similar to his unreliable Emperor Majesty. Even though he was anxious, he walked around the kitchen when he came, and walked in with a plate of hot white noodles, pork head meat, and apricot peel tea.

Putting things on the table for everyone to take them at will, I looked at the female interpreter who was writing on paper with a pencil.

The blushing female interpreter shook her head, indicating that there was not much useful information. But because this one is the key person marked with five stars. Only then did he endure the discomfort and record every word the other party said in detail.

Zhou Yanru motioned for him to continue working while scribbling through the bound notebook. At this moment, Zhou Yanru heard a flattering remark, and the entire private room became quiet.

"Slave Zhao Sancai has asked Erbeile to say goodbye. The slave you explained has been verified, and Fan Wencheng, the southern barbarian, is indeed already arranging something called stealing the sky. In the past few days, there is a golden father-in-law who lives in the courtyard, and there is no one on the slave's side. But there is a good friend of a servant in the inner house, and she said that in the past few days, Fan Wencheng has been discussing with Gonggong Jin all day and night about the things in the back mountains of the palace. It was also while the tea was sent in that I eavesdropped a little bit. ”

"Also, a few shopkeepers of the caravan who came with the minions said tomorrow that they would be sent to the freight yard outside the city. I may not be able to see Erbeile in the next few days. ”

With a loud clang, it was as if something had been thrown on a plate in the middle of the table.

Then there was Zhao Sancai's joyful voice:

"Minions, thank you for the reward. The minions thanked the two bailers for the reward. ”

Then the sound of drinking and noisy began again.

Zhou Yanru knew that he was coincidental and coincidental, and he should have heard a very important piece of information. While the memory was still there, he quickly recorded the key points he had just heard, and took the record of the person in charge of monitoring next to him to check it. These whispered voices to the people in the room:

"Your credit here is no less than that of those from outside, one belongs to your Jinyiwei, you naturally have your rules, but you can rest assured, I will naturally say a few more words to Your Majesty if it belongs to this trip of His Majesty the Emperor. The point is that you must memorize it all and remember it clearly. ”

Then he patted the person in charge here:

"There are a lot of things in the past few days, and you have to listen to all the private rooms in the four seas, don't miss them."

After saying this, he hurried to Zhu Youzhen's side.

"The owner, the owner."

When he came, it was already the second watch, but he didn't expect that the room of His Majesty the Emperor was brightly lit, and Dong Chaopu and He Renlong had just come in with a map of Hanyang.

"Oh? What day is today, either you don't come, or you all come. ”

Zhu Youzhen said to Yang Lian:

"Go and ask the kitchen to make some hot food for everyone, although it is not good to eat late at night, but I am still a little hungry. By the way, I called Wen Tiren over. ”

Zhou Yanru admired this very much, and after being closely by His Majesty the Emperor for so many days, he found that his young son of heaven had almost no sleep time. That's it, His Majesty the Emperor also popularized the secret of this so-called dispersed sleep to himself.

As soon as he entered, he found several women in Tsing Yi cleaning up the scattered maps, folds, and documents scattered on the floor of the Buddhist hall. Among them, the emperor's handwritten Ragnarok has not yet dried a few large characters. There are no outsiders, and it is this kind of template for playing in the court, Zhou Yanru arched his hand and said:

"Your Majesty's writing is getting more and more fleshy. I don't know what the allusion to these four words is. Your Majesty is a bit ............ to write it."

Zhu came from the inspection station to do a few chest expansion movements, enjoying a short transition of free time. This kind of rainbow fart of the courtiers, listen to it, and listen to it. Seeing Zhou Yanru asking, he knew that he felt a little taboo, and he also knew that he would always know about this matter in the future, so he said with a smile while walking:

"A new battle plan for the official academy, the name I have given it. There is no allusion, it is just a meaning of rebirth. I'll show you the detailed excerpts. ”

Zhou Yanru saw that the emperor was vague and a little reluctant to talk deeply, so he smiled and didn't ask. Everyone lived not far away, and while talking, Wen Tiren, who was sleepy-eyed and yawning, also walked in.

Seeing the emperor, he hurriedly saluted and said:

"Since the afternoon, I have had some wine with several military personnel in the DPRK, Your Majesty is not strange." Of course, Zhu Youzhen didn't care, but just asked someone to serve him a cup of strong tea.

Only then did he beckon everyone to sit in front of Dong Chaopu's hand-drawn map of Hanyang.

Dong Chaopu arched his hand and said:

"In the past few days, we have basically conducted comprehensive surveillance of Houjin's important activity sites, open and covert camps, and some North Korean military-related personnel in Hanyang City. Since yesterday, I have noticed something very different. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the place on the pier:

"Since last night, this is actually Houjin's freight yard has not stopped all night, and about 50 trucks of goods have been delivered from the camp in the suburbs. Unlike on weekdays, most of the cargo is unloaded from cargo ships and transported to the camp by horse-drawn wagons. According to our chat with the shopkeeper who has been familiar with this freight yard all year round, the delivery of goods in the past few days is not their manpower, but the people in the Houjin camp are directly responsible. ”

"Can you know what it is?" Wen Tiren interjected directly and asked.

"I tried to get in, but I couldn't."