Di Ming

Chapter 100 Defeating the Remnant Bandits (7,000 words)
Black Tiger would never make a mistake.

Unexpectedly, the gunpowder was hidden inside the icon.

Zhu Yin looked up at the statue of Confucius, which was over ten feet tall, his expression calm but his heart heavy.

With Black Tiger's help confirming the existence of gunpowder, his deduction was now complete.

There's no suspense anymore.

Even without X-ray vision to see the gunpowder inside the statue, he could still draw conclusions.

"Black Tiger," Zhu Yin said softly, stroking Black Tiger's head.

"You have rendered a great service. On behalf of the Ming Dynasty, I hereby award you the First-Class Merit and the title of Guardian Beast of the Nation."

"Wah! Wah!" Black Tiger wagged its tail, its cries sounding childish, as it snuggled in its owner's arms.

Zhu Yin verbally awarded the medal to Black Tiger, then looked at the statue of the saint again.

No wonder.

No wonder the gold paint on this statue has been reapplied, making it look very new. It turns out it was used to hold gunpowder.

The statue of Confucius needs to be maintained regularly to keep it looking its best.

If someone uses the pretext of gilding a holy icon, they can secure the gilding project.

All they need to do is win over the professors at the prefectural school who manage the Confucius Temple on a daily basis. Or, to put it more boldly, is it possible that the professors at the prefectural school in Yingtian are already Jesuit lackeys?

Since later research has revealed that the Jesuits secretly bribed many officials throughout history, what's so strange about having an extra professor at the prefectural school?
By taking on the project, and taking advantage of the opportunity to gild the icon, they could replace the bronze statue with a ceramic one, and then fill the hollow ceramic statue with gunpowder.

Clay statues are certainly lighter than bronze statues, but if they are filled with gunpowder, they become very heavy.

The statue of Confucius is very large and does not require intricate carving, so it was not made using the lost-wax casting method, but rather the mold casting method and the sectional casting method.

As long as the same mold is used for both the ceramic and bronze statues, a ceramic statue of the same size and outline as the bronze statue can be cast. Then, apply gold paint, and it will be indistinguishable from the real thing.

Then the ceramic figurine components were brought in, and the bronze statues were disassembled and transported out.

The classic books used to hold the filth inside the bronze statue could simply be burned.

With the project in hand, these operations are very simple.

As for gunpowder, that's even easier to obtain. Perhaps it's even gunpowder of higher purity provided by foreigners.

The only challenge is efficiency.

After all, only a dozen days had passed since Old Man Hai launched the major case and cracked down on the Jesuits.

And this statue filled with gunpowder must have been here for at least a day, right?

This means that the Jesuits' influence in China, from deciding to plan their retaliatory actions to placing the icon filled with gunpowder in the Confucius Temple, took at most a dozen days.

The efficiency is quite high.

What does this efficiency demonstrate?
This indicates that the Jesuits in Southern Zhili still had a strong remaining influence.

With the expeditionary force for the Ming Dynasty being formed in Spain, the Jesuits were confident and would never back down.

Before the historic event of the destruction of the Invincible Armada occurs next year, the Jesuits will only intensify their espionage, subversion, and sabotage activities.

Only after Spain was defeated by England and the Ming Dynasty's conquest plan was forced to stop will the Jesuits become "friendly and civilized".

Thinking about this, Zhu Yin suddenly felt a great sense of fear.

Historically, Hai Rui did not attack the Jesuits, and therefore the Jesuits did not have a revenge plan at the Confucius Temple.

It was because of his actions that Hai Rui launched the major purge, destroyed the underground church, and arrested a group of missionaries.

This led to the Jesuits' plans for revenge.

So, the earliest impetus for this terrorist attack was actually... himself?
If I hadn't uncovered this massive conspiracy, and the Confucius Temple explosion had occurred today, it would mean I had altered history and indirectly caused the tragedy.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yin's killing intent hardened even further.

However, his small face revealed no clue whatsoever.

The Jesuits are a truly sinister spy organization.

In retaliation for the attack on innocent civilians, they chose the Temple of Confucius and placed gunpowder inside the statue of Confucius.

Extremely insidious and vicious.

Not only do they want to kill people, but they also want to blow up the statue of Confucius to pieces, destroy the Confucius Temple, and undermine the ideology of Chinese civilization.

This shows how much they hated the indigenous Chinese faith that hindered their missionary work.

Zhu Yin led Xiao Hei back several feet away, and once again surveyed the surrounding environment to assess the effects of the explosion.

The statue, which is over four meters tall, can hold at least three thousand kilograms of gunpowder, and at most four or five thousand kilograms.

Even if it's three thousand catties, that's the amount of gunpowder used to fire a thousand shots with a Hongyi cannon.

Converted to TNT, it is at least equivalent to 500 kilograms of TNT.

Moreover, it's sealed, and the outer shell is made of ceramic, which is prone to cracking.

Its destructive power would cover an area of ​​hundreds of meters, and the high temperature of over a thousand degrees generated by the explosion would instantly ignite the entire Dacheng Hall, causing a terrifying fire.

At the peak of the crowds, that would be a huge disaster.

Many people would be killed instantly by the explosion, and many would be engulfed in flames.

In their panic, many people try to escape, causing terrible stampedes.

In the end, the number of people killed by explosions, burned, or trampled will be staggering.

The Confucius Temple, steeped in history, will be reduced to ashes. The fire could even spread to the surrounding densely packed buildings, engulfing the entire bustling north bank of the Qinhuai River in flames…

Zhu Yin suddenly remembered that the Wanggongchang explosion during the Tianqi era occurred during the Dragon Boat Festival.

This time, it's during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

All of these take place during traditional Chinese festivals.

Zhu Yin breathed a sigh of relief. Now that the location of the gunpowder had been found, things would be much easier.

He looked at the sundial outside the Dacheng Hall; it was just past noon.

It's still early.

At this time, those people won't make a move.

They need the cover of night. And tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, there will be even more people then.

Taking action at night also makes it easier to retreat and hide.

The tourists around them were in high spirits, enjoying the peaceful moment, completely unaware of what the little boy next to them was thinking.

Zhu Yin suddenly found that feeling again.

That feeling of silently protecting someone, without your knowledge.

Some of my comrades died abroad many years ago, and the world does not know why they died or for whom they died.

Zhu Yin strolled around like an ordinary tourist, then carried Black Tiger and led Mehe out of the Confucius Temple.

Amidst the bustling crowd, his youthful figure appeared somewhat lonely.

He did not immediately go to Panchi to meet up with Zhuang Shu and Tang Rong.

When Ning Caiwei saw Zhu Yin's small figure appear, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, suddenly fell, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Aunt Ning, why are you crying?" Ding Hongying couldn't help but ask.

Thinking to myself, Aunt Ning is only ten years old after all, so she's easier to cry about.

"It's nothing," Ning Caiwei said with a smile through her tears. "I just got some sand in my eye."

When Zhu Yin walked up to Ning Caiwei, even on the noisy street, the world suddenly seemed to quiet down.

"All done?" Ning Caiwei gazed at Zhu Yin with a mixture of joy and displeasure, her clear, watery eyes reflecting the image of a child.

Zhu Yin nodded and gave the young woman a reassuring smile.

"All right."

He raised his small face, looked at the autumn sun in the sky, his expression serene, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"The sky was cloudless and the autumn air was crisp and refreshing. For the first time, I realized that the sky over Nanjing was the color of Ru porcelain."

He took out the second ivory plaque given to him by Hai Rui and handed it to Ding Hongying.

"Hongying, take this token and go to the Censorate by Xuanwu Lake immediately."

"After you see Old Man Hai, tell him that I have a major and urgent case to report to him. Ask him to come here no matter what."

"Just say I can't get away. This needs to be kept secret..."

Ding Hongying agreed and left quickly.

Zhu Yin didn't sit idly by either. He told Ning Caiwei the whole story, and Ning Caiwei was both shocked and frightened after hearing it.

Those religious fanatics are truly toxic.

In the pursuit of revenge, they will stop at nothing.

If it weren't for Little Tiger being a seasoned agent who keenly noticed the problem, and Black Tiger finding the crucial clue, what would have been the consequences?
I dare not even think about it!

Then, Zhu Yin observed suspicious people entering and leaving the Confucius Temple while waiting for news from Ding Hongying.

In less than half an hour, Zhu Yin discovered that the scholars he had met earlier did not seem like learned men.

They did indeed enter the Confucius Temple.

But soon they came out again.

Clearly, this is reconnaissance and surveillance. They are checking to see if any secrets have been leaked and if anyone suspects there's anything wrong with the icon.

Zhu Yin was certain that they would enter the Confucius Temple again later that evening. Perhaps even more of their accomplices would follow.

Zhu Yin remembered the appearances of these people very clearly.

Half an hour later, Ding Hongying returned with a look of disappointment on her face.

“Uncle Tiger!” Ding Hongying shook her head. “Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the Censorate is also in charge of river defense, so Hai Qingtian went to the other side of the Yangtze River, saying he brought mooncakes to comfort the soldiers guarding the river…”

"Father isn't in Nanjing?" Zhu Yin frowned, immediately becoming a little anxious.

Inspecting and making private visits were indeed things Hai Rui enjoyed doing. When he was a county magistrate, he liked to travel around making visits.

But now that he's not in Nanjing, what will Zhu Yin do?
Zhu Yin now needs a powerful figure who trusts him implicitly to directly cooperate with him in solving cases and arresting people!

He himself has no law enforcement power, nor does he have any soldiers.

It's definitely too late to go up the Yangtze River to find Old Man Hai now.

If we go directly to the government to report the case and warn them, we may not only fail to catch the person, but also cause the enemy to change their plans and detonate the Confucius Temple prematurely!

Zhu Yin did not trust the Nanjing government. He neither trusted their ability to handle the crisis nor their secrecy measures.

"We have no choice but to find Magistrate Zhuang," Ning Caiwei said gravely. "We need to make arrangements quickly; it's already afternoon."

Zhu Yin knew, of course, that the only option for now was to seek help from County Magistrate Zhuang.

Fortunately, the Confucius Temple is located within the jurisdiction of Jiangning County. As the county magistrate, Zhuang Tingjian wields considerable power, and as long as he is willing to cooperate, Zhu Yin's plan can be implemented.

The number of police officers under Zhuang Tingjian's command was sufficient to control the situation.

The question is, given the magnitude of this matter, which involves the Temple of Confucius, would Zhuang Tingjian trust Zhu Yin?
If this matter is launched and turns out to be a false alarm, Zhuang Tingjian will also be in danger of losing his official position.

"I'll go find Zhuang Shu and meet up!" Zhu Yin handed Xiao Hei to Ning Caiwei and then took Mei He back into the Confucius Temple.

Ning Caiwei said crisply from behind, "Just coax her, I won't blame you!"

"I understand." Zhu Yin tossed back three words and disappeared from Ning Caiwei's sight.

Ding Hongying understood and whispered, "Aunt Ning, are there thieves trying to cause trouble at the Confucius Temple?"

Ning Caiwei nodded and answered softly, "It's those foreigners causing trouble behind the scenes; they want revenge."

Ding Hongying gritted her teeth and said, "My dad said long ago that those foreign monks are very bad and insidious, and that they will stop at nothing to spread the Dharma. No wonder Uncle Hu is so cautious, it turns out they are the ones causing trouble in the temple."

She patted the Japanese sword in her hand, her expression radiating powerful confidence, and said solemnly:
"Don't worry, Aunt Ning, my 'Xin You Sword Technique' is now fully mastered. With this sword in hand, I can take on ten men. With me here, no one can hurt you, Aunt Ning."

With a single sword in hand, one can take on ten men? Ning Caiwei shook her head inwardly.

Again.

Hongying, you really like to brag.

This is not good.

Ning Caiwei held Xiao Hei in her arms, stroking Xiao Hei's head as she stood on tiptoe, looking at the gate of the Confucius Temple.

……

Zhu Yin found Zhuang Shu and Tang Rong by the Pan Pond, only to find the two girls looking displeased. "Hmph, Zhihu! Where have you been? You kept us waiting! How infuriating!"

Zhuang Shu was quite annoyed after waiting for so long at the Panchi.

Although she was very well-mannered, she was still annoyed.

Tang Rong said irritably, "If you think we're in your way, just say so. Who can't live without whom? This is really unreasonable. It's almost noon."

Zhu Yin exclaimed "Ah!" and bowed, saying:

"Please don't be angry, sisters. I just ran into an acquaintance and was delayed outside, which made you both unhappy. I deserve a beating!"

"The fault lies with me, elder sister. Tonight, I will certainly accompany you both to see the lanterns and guess the riddles..."

Zhu Yin smiled ingratiatingly, spoke gently and softly, and looked extremely ashamed.

Zhuang Shu chuckled, covering her mouth with her fan, her elegant demeanor captivating. "Child Tiger, I was mistaken. I didn't expect you to be so petty."

The anger that had been building up in my heart for half a day vanished in an instant.

My mother once said that only a gentle and considerate man knows how to cherish others.

I'm going to fight for this little tiger. As for Ning Dajiao, she can go wherever it's cool.

Tang Rong also laughed and said, "Young Master Zhihu is truly a wonderful person. He can admit his mistakes and correct them, which is a great virtue."

Mech, who was behind Zhu Yin, could already understand some Chinese. Seeing this, he could only suppress his laughter, his face turning a little purple.

Wow, he really knows how to please women.

It's a pity that these two women have such small feet; what's so good about that?

She's nowhere near as good as a princess.

Seeing that the two little girls had been coaxed away and turned their anger into joy, Zhu Yin thought to himself that they were really easy to please, and said aloud:
"My dear sisters, I think it's still early for the lantern viewing. Why don't we leave for now and go to the Jiangning County Government Office? I'd like to see Uncle Zhuang. I haven't heard his teachings for many days and I miss him dearly."

When Zhuang Shu heard that Zhu Yin wanted to go to the county government office to see his father, she was overjoyed and would never object.

"Then let's go to the county government office," Zhuang Shu said with a charming smile. "You're quite sensible."

The group then left the Panchi Pond, exited the Confucius Temple, and headed towards the Jiangning County Government Office, which was not far away.

The Jiangning County Government Office is only two miles away from the Confucius Temple, which is just a short distance away.

Along the way, Zhu Yin cracked jokes, making the two little girls giggle and say they hated him.

In fact, Zhu Yin was telling some old jokes from later generations, but they were enough to amuse the two young girls, Zhu Shu and Tang Rong.

Zhu Yin was certain that the straight-laced, honest, and kind-hearted men of later generations would also be expert ladies' men, reincarnations of playboys, if they came to ancient times.

Before they had even walked two miles, the three of them were already very familiar with each other, like old friends.

Seeing the imposing county government office in sight, Zhu Yin seized the opportunity to smile and say:
"My dear sisters, if I were to ask my uncle for help later, I would appreciate your kind words and assistance."

"Fine, little tiger!" Zhuang Shu stomped her foot. "So, after all this time, you wanted something from me and my cousin. Humph!"

Zhuang Si Niangzi gave a soft snort, a hint of annoyance and slight anger, but she wasn't truly angry.

Tang Rong also said sarcastically, "So, the little tiger can not only write poetry, but also knows how to please people."

Although it was a veiled attack, it was not angry.

Zhu Yin, however, bowed solemnly and said:

"I thank you in advance. I know you two sisters care about me. It is a great merit for you two to speak up for me! Even if I knocked through eighteen wooden fish, it would not be comparable."

Seeing his earnestness, Zhuang Shu and Tang Rong found him even more quirky and adorable, and couldn't help but exchange a smile:

"Okay, okay, we love you, just stop being silly. Hehe!"

The three of them entered the second hall of the county government office under the respectful gaze of the officials and arrived at the office of Zhuang Tingjian, the county magistrate.

At that time, the former county magistrate had committed a crime and was directly summoned and detained by Hai Rui. Hai Rui's investigation revealed that he had accepted bribes from Hao Zheng and had shielded and concealed crimes such as trafficking in women.

Hai Rui issued a public proclamation, then sent a letter to the Ministry of Personnel in Nanjing and a note to the Garrison Commander, resulting in the removal of the magistrate of Jiangning County from his post.

Given that the magistrate of Jiangning County was a sixth-rank official in the capital, with significant power and responsibility, and overseeing a million people, Hai Rui's report to the court based on the facts still required a further procedure from the Ministry of Personnel in Beijing.

Even though the Ministry of Personnel in Beijing had not yet issued an official document, the magistrate of Jiangning County was already considered to have been dismissed from office and punished.

Thus, the vast Jiangning County government was temporarily managed by the two county magistrates on the left and right, who took charge of the county's affairs and further increased their power.

At this moment, in the signing room, County Magistrate Zhuang was busy signing some official documents that were originally to be signed by the County Magistrate, and he was quite satisfied.

"Your son, Zhu Yin, greets Uncle!" Zhu Yin stepped forward and was about to bow.

"No need for formalities!" Magistrate Zhuang chuckled, stroked his beard, put down his brush, and looked like a kind elder. "Child Tiger, it's been quite a while since I've seen you. I was just thinking of you today."

"I miss you even more, Uncle," Zhu Yin said obediently. "Your charm is even more than before, Uncle, in the ten days since I last saw you."

He could tell that with the county magistrate's downfall, Uncle Zhuang was now riding high.

Throughout history, has there ever been a deputy who didn't hope for the downfall of the top leader?
too little.

Zhuang Shu and Tang Rong also stepped forward to greet them in turn.

Seeing that there were other people in the signing room, Zhu Yin whispered:
"Uncle, please allow me to speak. I have important matters to report. Please dismiss those around you."

Zhuang Tingjian knew that the man was precocious despite his young age, so he didn't mind and waved to his staff, saying, "You two should go and rest for now."

"Yes." The two advisors withdrew together.

Zhu Yin took a deep breath and solemnly recounted the events.

"What did you say?" Zhuang Tingjian's expression changed drastically. "You said that the Jesuits actually wanted to retaliate against the government and used gunpowder to blow up the Confucius Temple?"

"How can you be so sure that the icon was replaced and filled with gunpowder?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Shu and Tang Rong turned pale, finding it hard to believe.

Zhu Yin said, "This is such a big matter, involving countless lives. How could I dare to treat it lightly? I have several heads!"

"If you ask me how I am so sure, it is because I heard them say it with my own ears! Today at the Confucius Temple, I like quiet places, and without realizing it, I entered a secluded stone tablet. I was so sleepy at noon that I actually took a nap."

"Right there, I overheard the two discussing how to detonate the statue that night. Hearing about their conspiracy was purely due to Confucius's blessing and sheer luck!"

Zhuang Tingjian found it hard to believe, but seeing Zhu Yin's extremely solemn face, which was also filled with lingering fear, he dared not disbelieve it.

Zhuang Tingjian lowered his voice and asked sternly, "Zhu Yin, is what you said really true?"

Zhu Yin nodded heavily, "I dare not say for sure that there is gunpowder hidden in the statue, but what I heard is true! So many lives have been lost, I dare not gamble with it!"

"I have come to see you, Uncle, to request that you immediately send troops to impose martial law at the Confucius Temple, capture the thieves, and thwart their conspiracy!"

"If we follow the official procedures, the news will leak out, and the thieves, cornered, might detonate the explosives prematurely, which would be a huge disaster!"

Zhuang Tingjian's eyelids twitched, and his expression became extremely solemn.

"Young Tiger, do you know the consequences of sending troops into the Confucius Temple? If they find the thieves and the gunpowder, that would be a great achievement, needless to say. But if it's all fabricated..."

"I am at least a ruthless and insane man. Losing this official hat is the least of my worries; I'll probably go to jail."

Zhu Yin knelt down, his small face full of determination: "This matter is of utmost importance, a matter of life and death! I beg you, Uncle, to make a decisive decision! Better to make a mistake than let it go!"

"If this matter is entirely unfounded and causes you, Uncle, to be dismissed from your post and imprisoned, I am willing to go to jail or be exiled with you and serve you by your side!"

"I urge you, Uncle... to go all in!"

After saying that, he kowtowed repeatedly, making a loud thud.

"Father!" Zhuang Shu knelt down, her face pale. "Such a big thing, it's better to believe it's true than not! If it's true, how many lives are lost?"

"What if there really is gunpowder inside that statue...?"

"Daughter begs Father to make a decision! Even if you're wrong, and Father goes to jail, you'll have no choice but to accept it!"

She suddenly shoved Zhu Yin to the ground, looked at him with his forehead turning purple, and gritted her teeth, saying:
"You shouldn't have come to my father about this! You shouldn't have! But since you did, he can't just ignore it!"

Tang Rong also knelt down: "Uncle! Please make a decision on which is more important, Your Excellency! If you are imprisoned for this, the Tang family will not stand idly by!"

Zhuang Tingjian sighed, "Get up, you three children, you underestimate me too much! Not to mention that I believe Zhu Yin wouldn't speak carelessly, even if it were a stranger, I would only take one gamble!"

"Compared to this, what are my own honor, disgrace, safety, and danger worth?"

"Young Tiger, you are clever and precocious. You must already have a plan, right? Tell me about it!"

"Yes!" Zhu Yin stood up. "Uncle is indeed a man of noble character and integrity, a true hero!"

"I believe this matter must not be made public! First, select a group of capable and quick-witted people, who will not wear official uniforms, but will enter the temple in white robes, concealing weapons inside, and lie in ambush near the Dacheng Hall."

"I will secretly identify the thief. As soon as I set off the fireworks, we will immediately split into three groups."

"We launched a fierce attack on the Dacheng Hall, captured the temple stewards around the statue, and completely sealed off the Dacheng Hall. I suspect that the fuse was behind the statue, and there was a traitor among the stewards of the Dacheng Hall who was responsible for lighting the fire."

"Secondly, quickly take down the few thieves mixed in with the crowd."

"Third, display the government's signboard and announce the closure of Confucius Temple and martial law!"

"With just over a hundred quick-handed yamen soldiers, it would be enough to control the situation."

Zhuang Tingjian stroked his beard. "The Jiangning County government has a large number of soldiers. I can easily mobilize over a hundred quick-witted men at any time. However, I am worried that there may be spies among them!"

“This is not difficult!” Zhu Yin had already made up his mind. “The most crucial step is to take control of the Dacheng Hall and the statue as quickly as possible, so that the thieves have no chance to detonate it.”

"The team we're sending along will consist of only the most reliable people."

"Secondly, the guards are to work in groups of five, monitoring each other, and are not allowed to act separately, talk to tourists, or interfere with each other."

"Third, once the guards are assembled, they must immediately change clothes and move out; they are not allowed to leave midway. Then they will enter the temple in groups. Even if there are spies, they will have no way to notify the thieves..."

Fourth, in order to conceal this from other officials, they claimed they were going out of town to search for thieves…

Zhu Yin listed several points, which Zhuang Tingjian listened to with nods of approval.

He had thought of some things, but there were others he hadn't even considered.

Zhuang Shu and Tang Rong were also surprised to find that Zhu Yin's plan was so meticulous.

He's only nine years old, yet his mind is so sharp and meticulous. But, is there really gunpowder inside the icon?
God knows!
"Alright!" Zhuang Tingjian finally made up his mind. "It's already past noon, we can't wait any longer. Zhu Yin, I'll take this gamble!"

……

More than half an hour later.

The eighth quarter of the hour of Wei (1-3 PM).

Zhu Yin, accompanied by Mei He and Ding Hongying, reappeared in the Dacheng Hall.

There were more than twenty attendants surrounding the statue on the steps of the Dacheng Hall.

As the temple priests and their subordinates who guarded the Dacheng Hall and the sacred statues, they were entitled to enter the Dacheng Hall and approach the sacred statues.

Others are not allowed to enter the Dacheng Hall at will, nor can they approach or touch the holy statues.

Zhu Yin hid among the dense crowd of tourists, observing the group of deacons, scrutinizing each one.

However, because the deacons of the Dacheng Hall had to maintain a solemn expression and were not allowed to laugh or show too many emotions, it was impossible to determine who the spy was.

But the experienced Zhu Yin knew that there must be a spy among them.

It was around 3 p.m. in modern times, and more and more tourists were arriving, with lanterns being hung up throughout the Confucius Temple area.

There were less than two hours left until the darkest part of the day.

Sure enough, the thieves mingled among the tourists and approached the Dacheng Hall.

These men wore loose-fitting clothes, clearly concealing weapons underneath. Their approach to the Dacheng Hall had only one purpose: to militarily protect the spies within and successfully ignite the fuse.

As soon as the lantern festival began, the spy lit the fuse, and no one noticed the sparks.

As long as the fuse is long enough, it will be enough for the spy to escape from the center of the explosion.

What a plan!
These are all conjectures. But this is the most reasonable and optimal operational plan.

Unless there's something wrong with the Black Tiger's nose, there's no gunpowder in the icon.

But Zhu Yin believed in Black Tiger's nose just as much as he believed in his own intelligence.

Even his intelligence might be questionable, but Black Tiger's nose is definitely reliable.

It seemed almost done. Zhu Yin suddenly nodded to Ding Hongying.

Ding Hongying took out a firework from her clothes and lit it with Zhu Yin's lighter.

With a sharp "whoosh," the rocket soared into the air.

No one expected that someone would set off fireworks in broad daylight.

However, at that moment, dozens of tourists suddenly sprang up and rushed towards the Dacheng Hall and the statue!
Then more people erupted among the tourists.

Immediately, a voice shouted: "When the government is handling a case, everyone kneel down!"

"Make your move!" a sharp, angry voice shouted from within the Dacheng Hall!

P.S.: A 7,000-word chapter! Waaah!
(End of this chapter)