The rise of the poor

Chapter 2006 Capture alive
"This is the fine tea that our master has collected. Please enjoy it slowly. My master will soon bring the young master and young lady to listen to our master's teachings."

After Qin'er served the tea, she asked the fat monk to enjoy it slowly, then bowed and left the study.

The fat monk was very alert. After the maid served tea and left, he picked up the tea and quietly dipped the silver ring on his hand into the tea. When he found that the silver ring did not change color, he took a sip with confidence.

The people of the Ming Dynasty were accustomed to being elegant and refined. Zhu Ping'an would definitely ask him how the tea tasted later, so he had to take a sip in order to answer.

Elegant and mellow
It is worthy of being the birthplace of tea. It tastes much better than all the teas I drank in my hometown. This is real tea.

How can the Ming people occupy such a blessed land? It should belong to Japan.

If Heaven does not favor Japan, then I will take it on my own. As a member of Japan, I will start by assassinating the Governor of Zhejiang of the Ming Dynasty.

Once the Governor of Zhejiang of Ming Dynasty was assassinated, Zhejiang Province of Ming Dynasty would be leaderless and fall into chaos.

That's when I, Japan, will take advantage of the situation.

The fat monk held the teacup, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. With this knife, he stabbed out the bright future of Japan.

When the fat monk was daydreaming, he heard a series of footsteps. He thought to himself, he is worthy of being the Governor-General of Zhejiang Province of Ming Dynasty. He is so grand and impressive. He brought his baby here to make friends and listen to Buddhist teachings, and he even brought so many followers.

snap snap snap snap
What the hell!

That’s not right. Why are there so many footsteps? It seems like there are footsteps on the roof. No, something is wrong!
The fat monk's face suddenly turned pale, as if his butt was on fire. He walked to the window and looked out through the window frame.

All I saw was teams of Ming foot soldiers armed with iron cannons in the courtyard, each of them wearing full body armor, damn, armed to the teeth, aiming their black iron cannons at the study.

At the same time, there were bursts of footsteps coming from the roof, and it was obvious that the Ming people were ambushing on the roof.

Damn it! How could this happen! Where did I reveal my flaws?
The fat monk racked his brains but couldn't figure out where he had made a mistake and was trapped here.

Could it be a test?
As soon as he had this thought, the fat monk denied it. Who would go to such a big trouble to test a wandering monk?

Damn it!
How on earth did I get exposed?!
The fat monk's face looked a little ferocious, with cold sweat pouring down. In an emergency, he was also a decisive person. Since he couldn't think of how to be exposed, then forget it. The first thing now was to get out. The only way to survive was to break out immediately before the damn Ming dogs completely surrounded him. Otherwise, when they surrounded him, he would die without a burial place.

In the yard in front of the study, there were already teams of iron arquebusiers armed to the teeth. Breaking out from the front would undoubtedly be courting death.

No matter how strong his skills are, he can hardly display them against a foot soldier in full armor. The dagger in his hand cannot penetrate the armor, so he can only kill people by stabbing the places not covered by the armor. In a life-and-death battle, the opponent in full armor is cheating. He may have to make seven or eight strikes before he can stab the opponent's neck or face and kill the enemy. However, the cannon can easily penetrate his body, and he will be finished if he is hit by one cannon.

There are also Ming dogs lying in ambush on the roof of the study. If you can't break out from the roof, then you can only
The fat monk turned his gaze to the rear window of the study, and then rushed towards the rear window without hesitation. He leaped into the air and crashed into the window like a violent bear. With a crash, he broke the window and rushed out from the rear window.

"The assassin escaped by jumping out of the window."

"The assassin ran from behind."

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the yard and on the roof, as well as the sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps.

While the fat monk was still in mid-air about to land, he swung a hidden weapon, a flying needle, around with his left hand, and threw a smoke bomb at the ground with his right hand. After a "bang" sound, two clouds of black smoke instantly covered the area for several meters.

Ding ding ding, there was a dull or crisp sound of flying needles piercing the armor, without even a scream.

However, the fat monk was not disappointed at all. The man opposite him was a foot soldier in full armor, and he did not expect to kill his opponent.

His purpose is to disrupt his opponent.

The moment the smoke bomb was dropped, the tension on his face disappeared for the most part, and the heart that had been in his throat settled back into his stomach.

"There's so much smoke, I can't see."

"What's going on? What the hell did this assassin smash? Why is there such a huge smoke?"

“Isn’t this poisonous smoke?”

There was a sound of panic nearby.

Haha, hearing Ming Gou's panicked voice, the fat monk couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips. With his escape technique, throwing down the smoke bomb meant that he had escaped, and this was their ninja's signature skill.

Hahahaha
Although I don't know how I was exposed, but if you want to catch me, Xiao Ming, you are still a little naive!
The fat monk cursed in his heart, and took advantage of the smoke to quickly escape in one direction.
then
He felt like he had hit a big net, like a fly hitting a spider web.

"He's caught, he's caught. The master asked us to set up a big net in advance, and it really worked. The assassin fell into the trap."

There was a burst of cheers.

"Damn it!"

The fat monk ran into the net and cursed, trying to break out, but before he could make any move, he felt the world turning upside down. Soldiers holding large nets ran around and rolled up the fat monk in the net like a roll.

After the fat monk was entangled in the big net, Zhu Ping'an, Li Dacaizhu and his two brothers-in-law came over under the protection of the soldiers.

"Brother-in-law, you are really amazing. I didn't expect that he was really an assassin and a Japanese pirate. The smoke bomb just now was a trick used by Japanese ninjas to escape. He must be a Japanese pirate."

The two brothers-in-law looked at the fat monk who was tightly entangled in the big net, and couldn't help but say to Zhu Ping'an with admiration, "I really didn't expect that this fat monk was actually an assassin."

Of course he is an assassin. I am cheating, how could I be wrong?

Zhu Ping'an smiled but said nothing.

After the Zhejiang army soldiers captured the fat monk, they tied him up with ropes and began to search his body. They found a sleeve from his wrist, and inside the sleeve was a flying needle. The tip of the flying needle was black, and it should be poisoned. They also found a dagger from his ankle and several medicine bottles on his body, which should all contain poison.

"Remove his jaw."

At the reminder of the rich man Li, Zhu Ping'an had someone remove the fat monk's jaw, and indeed found a poison sac between his teeth.

"How did you find me?" The fat monk asked Zhu Ping'an calmly after his jaw recovered.

This was a question he couldn't figure out no matter how hard he racked his brains.

(End of this chapter)