Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1292 Re-exploring the Treasure

Therefore, his training plan focuses on ideological education, supplemented by physical training, while other aspects will remain unchanged for the time being.

The theme of ideological education is how to adapt to the ironclad rule of obeying all commands.

Ye Liangcai was the main speaker for the daily lectures, while Qiao Jushan was in charge of physical training.

Lin Feng only circled the scene a few times before disappearing without a trace.

Miao Yong, the commander of the Prime Minister's Guard Battalion, often sneaked over to the training site, hoping to find out something from it.

He always looked puzzled, and when he went back to Miao Changfeng, he couldn't explain it to him.

Lin Feng changed into a simple brown robe, the kind worn by ordinary people, and went to Chen Xiang's house.

Looking at the warm and sunny young man in front of her, Chenxiang was overjoyed.

He was many times more handsome than Lin Feng was at night.

He immediately summoned the butler.

"This is Lin San. He is now the guard of our house, responsible for patrolling and protecting the front, middle and back courtyards. Please inform the others to avoid any misunderstandings."

The steward, a trusted confidant of Lan Yu, looked Lin Feng up and down with a puzzled expression.

"Madam, this Lin San is..."

“She is a distant cousin, within five degrees of kinship. She should call me aunt. My hometown was plagued by pirates, and I ended up here. I met her at the market.”

Chenxiang hastily made up an identity for Lin Feng.

She had to make things clear to the butler, otherwise it would arouse Lan Yu's suspicion.

The butler remained suspicious but could not stop it and had no choice but to proceed.

I will report to Lan Yu later when I have another opportunity.

Now that Lin Feng had crossed the threshold, Chen Xiang wasn't in a hurry to talk to him. After arranging Lin Feng's work, she took her maid and went out shopping.

The steward gave Lin Feng a set of clothes, a blue robe and a small hat, dressed like a servant. Then he led him around the perimeter of the mansion, indicating Lin Feng's daily patrol route before leaving to attend to his own work.

Lin Feng stood in the back garden of the house, scanning the surroundings.

According to the housekeeper, there are currently only three guards in the house. The other two patrol at night, while Lin Feng is the only one patrolling during the day.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Lin Feng arrived at the back of the main building of the second courtyard house.

After Chenxiang left the house, the maids took the opportunity to rest, and there was no one in the bedroom.

Lin Feng climbed into Chen Xiang's bedroom again, lifted the bedding, and opened the bed. This time it went smoothly. He pulled the brass ring from under the raised bed and crouched down to crawl inside.

It was a narrow passage, and it's unclear how Zhu Qisheng got in and out, but Lin Feng jumped down.

There was a doorway in front of you. Opening the wooden door revealed an empty room.

With a quick scan, Lin Feng discovered that there was nothing there.

Only on the south wall is there a statue that is more than one person tall.

Fortunately, Lin Feng possessed superhuman consciousness scanning abilities, which allowed him to discover the mechanism beneath the statue.

He used his internal force to turn the mechanism, and a click came from the smooth wall behind him.

Lin Feng stepped forward and pushed hard inside. A heavy stone slowly retreated, revealing a doorway.

Lin Feng shook his head and laughed, "Old Zhu, that guy, he's got some pretty clever tricks up his sleeve."

Lin Feng couldn't help but wonder if it was his own extraordinary ability that allowed him to enter and exit such a door that was difficult for ordinary people to open.

Behind the dark portal was a staircase leading downwards.

Follow the steps to the end, and you'll find two large iron gates on either side, each secured with a heavy iron lock.

At this point, Lin Feng didn't hold back. He drew his broken sword, slashed the iron lock, and pushed open the iron gate.

A huge space, nearly ten feet high and five feet wide and long, appeared in Lin Feng's mind.

The air inside the space was dry and not stuffy, which must have been due to ventilation holes.

Four thick wooden frames were placed horizontally, and the frames were filled with countless wooden boxes.

Lin Feng casually opened a wooden box in front of him, inside which were gold ingots, each weighing about thirty taels.

They opened four or five wooden boxes in a row, and they all contained the same gold ingots.

This wooden box is so big, it can probably hold two or three hundred gold ingots.

Lin Feng stopped watching and stood in the dark space, sighing inwardly.

When I saw Wan Quan's wealth at the time, I thought it would be even more abundant than Zhu Qisheng's, but I only realized today that I was wrong.

Wan Quan has a lot of money, but he also has a lot of subordinates, including hundreds of thousands of imperial guards, so his expenses must be considerable.

However, Zhu Qisheng was a Pixiu, who only swallowed gold but had virtually no expenses, purely taking in but not giving out.

Therefore, from this perspective, Zhu Qisheng's treasure is several times larger than Wan Quan's.

Wan Quan had hidden not only silver and money underground, but also weapons and food.

Zhu Qisheng, on the other hand, only cared about money.

Lin Feng took out a gold ingot from a wooden box, played with it in his hand, and pondered how to safely transport such a huge amount of wealth out of the capital city.

Thirty or fifty boxes would be manageable, but the number of wooden boxes in front of us is probably three to five hundred, which is far too large.

Lin Feng scanned the box and found only gold nuggets, not a single ounce of silver.

One can't help but sigh, if it were silver ingots, even if this space were ten or eight times larger, it probably still wouldn't be able to hold them.

The image of Zhu Qisheng's plump, white face flashed through his mind. This old man, besides serving the emperor diligently, would come down to the underworld whenever he had free time to count gold ingots.

Heaven took away his most precious thing, but compensated him with such abundant wealth.

Lin Feng didn't linger. He turned around and went to another iron gate. After opening the gate, there was another huge space, filled with all kinds of jewelry, jade artifacts, and antiques.

Even if we add a few more prefectures to the six prefectures in the southern border region, this amount of money would be enough.

The phrase "wealthy enough to rival a nation" took on a concrete form in Lin Feng's mind.

After calculating the time, Lin Feng turned around and walked back.

He didn't know how long Chenxiang would be gone. Now that he had found Zhu Qisheng's treasure, the next step was to figure out how to transport the treasure out.

Back on the ground, Lin Feng put the wooden bed back in its original position, then climbed out of the back window and went to the front yard, pretending to be returning from an inspection.

On a bright, sunny day, no thief would come knocking, so nothing will happen.

Lin Feng watched the servants and maids in the courtyard busy with their work, and mentally calculated the route to transport the treasure.

After thinking for a long time, he shook his head dejectedly.

This is no easy task; no matter how he calculates it, the risk is huge.

Originally, he was planning to find someone to entrust Hongsheng with the shipment, and then let Hongsheng use its power and connections in the Taisho Dynasty to escort the treasure out of the city.

Once they are more than 100 miles away from Qiancheng in Taisho, the garrison of Jingnan Prefecture can take control of all the vehicles and ensure that all the treasures are transported back to Jingnan Prefecture.

The current plan is an oversimplification; it's not that it's not secure enough, but rather that there's too much wealth involved.

It is conceivable that gold ingots are heavy and a single carriage cannot carry too many. The only solution is to increase the number of carriages. However, with so many carriages and such a large scale, it would be difficult to transport them out of the capital city silently.

Lin Feng frowned, caught in a dilemma.

"Lin San, haven't you eaten?"

Lin Feng looked up and found that Chen Xiang and the two maids were all looking at him curiously.

He was sitting under the eaves, lost in thought.

"Madam is back. I'm full."

Lin Feng quickly stood up and grinned at Chen Xiang.

Under the sunlight, two rows of neat, white teeth made Chenxiang feel dizzy.