Yang Fenglou turned over and walked out of the room, then lowered his body and quietly observed the surroundings.

This is a cross-courtyard of Zhang's mansion, located in the northwest corner of Zhang's mansion, which is very remote.

Maybe Zhang Dashan didn't pay enough attention to Yang Fenglou and the others, and only two servants of the Zhang Mansion were guarding the gate of the courtyard, drowsy and not alert.

This has reduced Yang Fenglou a lot of trouble.

After carefully identifying the direction, he found the brightly lit mourning hall, and the general layout of Zhang's mansion had already appeared in Yang Fenglou's mind.

At this time, he wanted to thank the old man, the Right Dragon Martial Army, especially General Song Hao, if he hadn't resolutely sent Yang Fenglou to the Right Dragon Martial Army for training, then, Yang Fenglou was destined not to easily learn about his current situation.

When the right dragon martial army was trained, the building form is a very important content, as large as the various squares of Chang'an City, small to the ordinary houses, all require many students to keep in mind, according to the old man, "you will inevitably steal chickens and dogs in the future, now remember more, when you start in the future, at least know where to go ......", for this reason, the old man also specially lent a lot of large residential building architectural paradigms from the Ministry of Industry for each student to learn.

This training content has helped Yang Fenglou a lot.

Silently calculated in my heart, this place is remote, functionally speaking, belongs to the treasury and the like, as long as you pass through a courtyard in the southwest direction, it is the outer wall of Zhang's house, and the road in Changle Fang is out of the wall, not wide, not long, but remote enough, turn two bends along the road, you can reach the fang wall.

It's a great path.

Brief, hidden, and most importantly, on this path, the possibility of encountering someone from Zhang's Mansion is very small.

The only thing to worry about is whether the Zhang Mansion will arrange people to patrol the night, and if so, what is the route and patrol cycle of this patrol?

However, time was pressing, and Yang Fenglou decided not to wait.

As for the problem of the patrol, it can only be lucky.

No, it's best.

If anything, it's just a stealth into a break-in.

In short, be sure to send the news out!

Get up, sneak, raise your feet, drop your feet, follow the root of the wall, sneak to the back of the room, and climb to the courtyard wall with the help of the debris piled up in the corner.

It went smoothly and was not discovered.

The courtyard on the opposite side is not large, only three houses, and the one at the east end still has lights.

Yang Fenglou frowned, this was a situation he hadn't expected.

When the time passed, according to the living habits of most people in the Tang Dynasty, at this time, he should have fallen asleep early, but he didn't expect that the owner of this small courtyard had not rested.

Not only that, but the east room is not only lit, but also the window is open!

Now it's May, although the weather is not cool, but it is also a little hot, it is normal to open the window to cool off, but in this way, Yang Fenglou can't go directly through the courtyard, otherwise, he will expose his figure to the sight of the owner of the courtyard!

Yang Fenglou was a little hesitant.

The best way to get through the courtyard is to get close to the house and slip along the wall.

However, it is also possible to be heard by the people in the house while walking at the base of the wall.

Yang Fenglou secretly made up his mind, this matter, he must practice light skills well, if it was the wall dragon Chai Fei here, he would definitely not make things so thrilling!

Now, though......

Listen closely, the small courtyard is very quiet.

The hope is that he forgot to turn off the lights......

Yang Fenglou gritted his teeth, and couldn't care about so much.

Turning over the wall and landing on the ground, the sound is not loud, but it is very obvious in the quiet night.

Yang Fenglou's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his body froze in place, and he didn't dare to move.

Time seemed to freeze, bringing him great pressure, even the wind and grass in the midsummer night, the low chirping of mosquitoes, frightened his heart, he was afraid that the owner of the small courtyard would push open the window

Fortunately, the owner of the small courtyard did not appear.

Slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity and crept closer to the house.

His back was pressed against the wall, and Yang Fenglou was already sweating through his clothes.

Go on.

Turn around, bend over, and move forward.

It is already close to the door of the house, as long as it passes the door, and then moves forward about a zhang, it will be out of the range of the house, even if the owner of the small courtyard looks at it from the window, he will not find anything because of the line of sight.

Yang Fenglou held his breath, tried to make his movements as slow as possible, and moved forward little by little.

The pressure was heavy again, and the heart was beating like an explosion, as if it were about to jump out of the chest.

Finally, through the doorway, I breathed a sigh of relief.

There is one more zhang, and victory is in sight!

At this time, a sudden change occurred!

"Squeak ......"

The door opened, and a figure, under the illumination of the light, appeared behind Yang Fenglou!

"Ah......h

An exclamation suddenly broke the silence of the night!

Yang Fenglou no longer has any illusions.

Turning around, he burst out, and the dagger of Yingqi was already in his hand.

When he saw the owner of the small courtyard, the owner of the small courtyard also saw his face clearly.

Both sides were stunned.

Yang Fenglou didn't stab the dagger in his hand, grabbed the other party, reflexively, took a wrong step, retreated, and pulled him into the house.

"Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

The other party was about to cry in fright.

"A good man spares his life, a good man spares his life, I will take you to the mourning hall to kowtow, I don't know how Zhang Dashan suddenly made a move, it's really none of my business...... I beg the good man to let me go......"

The owner of the small courtyard turned out to be Mr. Zhang in the account room!

Yang Fenglou smiled, "If you want to die, I'll let you go......"

"Ask for a good man, ask for a good man, don't ...... Huh?"

Mr. Zhang was defeated by Yang Fenglou's logic, and stood there dumbfounded, only to hear him say:

"That big man Zhang is not a good man at all, he is the leader of a group of Jiangyang thieves, the eighty-three members of the Liu family were destroyed, they did it! A certain family is not Liu Gui, but the right dragon of the Tang Dynasty Yiwei, now this mansion has been surrounded by our regiments, and the melee will start in a while, if you want to die, it will be ......very convenient."

Yang Fenglou flickered while carefully observing Mr. Zhang's reaction.

What satisfied him was that when Mr. Zhang only heard that Zhang Dashan was the head of the thief, he was already so frightened that he was almost paralyzed, and he didn't seem to hear the words later, and he kept muttering "Impossible, it's not true......"

It seems that it can be preliminarily determined that this Mr. Zhang should not be a gang of thieves.

This made Yang Fenglou breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, outside the small courtyard, there were already voices.

"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong?"

At this time, Yang Fenglou lowered his voice again.

"Let me ask you again, do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

In the face of Yang Fenglou's second question, Mr. Zhang's choice was very simple.

"I want to live!"

"Then I'll let you go......"

"No, good man, just grab me......"

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