Transmigrated into a farmer's lucky charm, all the villains in the family panicked.

Upon hearing this, Yan Shijin, Mo Ning, and the others immediately rushed in.

When everyone saw the hole under the stove, they all gasped in shock.

Who would have thought that behind a dilapidated wooden door that even a dog wouldn't bother to lift its leg to pee, there would be such an unknown courtyard, and hidden in the courtyard such a secret passage.

Mo Ning led several shadow guards forward and carefully moved the pot to one side.

Below is a row of narrow steps, covered with moss, wet and slippery, only wide enough for one person to slowly move down sideways; one can easily slip if not careful.

Wu Xia, on the other side, was not idle either. She glanced at the pile of messy firewood next to her and noticed something strange under it. She went over and moved it aside, and found a large stone slab. It seemed that there was something under it.

The group worked together to move all the firewood away, and when the stone slab was opened, it turned out to be another secret passage.

This secret passage is much more spacious, with steps paved entirely with bluestone, wide enough for three people to walk side by side down.

It seems this place was built with great care, with one entrance and one escape exit.

One is narrow, one is wide; one is hidden, one is fast.

It's unknown how much money Liang Boyan spent and how much effort he put into repairing this passage.

Mo Ning led his men down to investigate first.

About fifteen minutes later, he strode up, sweat still beading on his forehead, and excitedly approached Yan Shijin, reporting in a low voice, "Master, yes, this is the place."

"There's silver all over here, neatly stacked box by box. A rough count suggests it amounts to two hundred thousand taels."

Yan Shijin pursed her lips and nodded: "Then arrange for people to transport it out, try to finish before dawn. Don't make any noise."

Mo Ning accepted the order and turned to make the arrangements.

One by one, the shadow guards went down into the secret passage and carried the heavy silver chests out from underground.

The silver box scraped against the stone steps, making a dull, heavy sound, one after another.

Once it was lifted to the ground, someone immediately came to meet it, wrapped it tightly in black cloth, and loaded it onto a cart that was already parked at the back door.

The axles of the carts were all oiled, so they moved silently. The shadow guards pushing the carts moved with light and steady steps, delivering one cart after another, like a silent snake moving through the alley.

Zhuo Ying stood at the alley entrance, watching from afar as box after box of silver emerged from the ground. A fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and when the night wind blew, the cold sweat felt chilly and stuck to his scalp.

He couldn't help but wipe his forehead with his sleeve again, muttering to himself: Thank God, thank God.

Fortunately, the group of thieves who escaped from prison earlier were stopped. Otherwise, if they had taken the silver beforehand and His Highness the Crown Prince had come to nothing, would the prefect have had any chance of survival?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he became even more attentive, personally going to the alley entrance to arrange for the yamen runners.

"Hey you guys over there, don't slack off, keep an eye on your surroundings!"

"Hey, hey, and you too, go keep watch at that alleyway over there, don't let a single fly in!"

He was like a diligent worker bee, wandering back and forth at the alley entrance, assigning tasks to this person and encouraging that one.

Their enthusiasm was so great that several constables couldn't help but roll their eyes.

Someone muttered under their breath, "What's wrong with the prefect today? He's acting like he's having a fit!"

Another chimed in, "Who knows! Maybe he ate something bad last night and spilled his brain?"

"Who knows!"

But they were all smart enough not to ask any questions, and instead kept their eyes wide open, dutifully guarding the alley.

Everyone carried it back and forth, and in the end, no one could count how many trips they made.

At first, Yun Shengsheng sat beside him with great interest, counting, but later his eyelids started to droop and his head slumped down little by little.

The sounds of the silver chests being moved, the low shouts of the shadow guards, and the rustling of cart wheels rolling over the stone pavement all became a lullaby.

The night breeze was too cool, so Wu Xia took off her own outer robe and wrapped it around her, then pulled her closer to her.

Yun Sheng leaned against it for a while, and before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.

When Yun Shengsheng woke up again, it was already broad daylight.

The morning light peeked through the gap in the half-drawn curtains, casting a long, golden strip on the floor.

She found herself lying on a large bed in a restaurant.

She yawned, stretched, and got up, feeling refreshed and relaxed after her sleep, with a sense of contentment permeating her very bones.

Just then, Wu Xia pushed open the door and came in carrying a copper basin. Seeing that Yun Shengsheng was awake, she smiled and said softly, "Miss, you're awake."

Yun Shengsheng nodded, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and asked, "Where are Brother Shi Jin and the others? How did things go?"

Wu Xia placed the copper basin on the shelf and, while helping Yun Shengsheng wipe her face, lowered her voice and said, "Last night, seeing that you were asleep, His Highness ordered me to take you to the restaurant to rest first."

"His Highness and Mo Ning are keeping an eye on things over there. They haven't returned yet, but judging from the time, they've probably finished by now."

She had barely finished speaking when she heard light footsteps outside the door.

Yun Shengsheng looked up and saw Yan Shijin walking in from outside.

He was still wearing the same clothes he wore last night, with a little mud on the hem and some dust on the cuffs. His hair was a little disheveled, but his face was still excessively handsome in the morning light.

However, he didn't look as energetic as usual, clearly having not slept all night.

Yun Shengsheng asked, "Brother Shijin, how did it go? Is everything done?"

Yan Shijin smiled and nodded, his voice a little hoarse but very gentle: "Everything has been taken care of, Shengsheng, you don't need to worry."

Yun Shengsheng nodded and quickly urged him to go and rest.

Yan Shijin was indeed sleepy and listlessly went to the next room.

While eating breakfast, Yun Shengsheng learned from Xiao Maotuanzi where the silver had gone.

After the silver was obtained, Yan Shijin, fearing trouble, simply ordered Mo Ning to immediately take his waist token and the silver to Cangjiang.

He planned to send the silver back to the capital directly through the government's canal wharf. This way, they wouldn't have to carry such a large sum of money around conspicuously, and their movements would be much easier.

Yun Shengsheng also felt that this was very convenient.

After breakfast, she left without disturbing anyone else, taking Wu Xia with her.

Following the little dumpling's directions, she crossed two long streets and turned into a narrow alley.

This alley is hidden in a cluster of ordinary houses in the west of the city. The road surface is full of potholes, and there are a few clumps of unknown wild grass growing at the base of the walls. Several hens stroll leisurely in the alley, and when they see someone coming, they just cluck twice without running away.

Soon, Yun Shengsheng stopped in front of a small courtyard.

She went up and knocked on the door.

The door opened quickly from the inside...