The Life of a Son-in-Law in a Courtyard House

Upon hearing this, the chubby boy became excited again: "Really? Boss, then you're number one, right? Who's number two?"

I'm already very satisfied with being third.

Fearing the boy would become arrogant, Yang Dalin deliberately said, "Don't talk nonsense. First is my master, second is me, and you are third from the bottom."

"Oh, I thought it was the third one."

"Little Fatty, you have good talent, but your skills will definitely be limited in a small county."

Right? You need to go to bigger places.

Big places are full of hidden talents and capable people.

"Yes, yes, I know. Boss, can I be transferred to your team in the future?"

I want to learn the craft from you, Master Tian.

Yang Dalin was already satisfied with the chubby boy's skills. The boy's skills were indeed quite good for a county town, and he had a strong learning ability. Transferring him to Qi Desheng's team would be like adding another future general.

It would be good to have him teach Ma San in the future.

This technology is being wasted in a county town with very few cars.

Yang Dalin cannot agree to that now.

But you can seduce him first.

That's why I deliberately stepped on Little Fatty's foot to tell him not to be too arrogant.

Yang Dalin added, "I don't have the ability to transfer you to our team. Let's see how you perform this time. If you do well, you can submit an application, and maybe it will be possible."

Upon hearing that there was still a chance, the chubby boy immediately patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, boss, no problem, I'll definitely do my best."

The convoy continued its journey, having lunch in a small county town, and then replenishing their supplies.

We went into the mountains again in the afternoon.

This time, we drove all night without any problems.

In the evening, everyone found a place to quickly eat something.

Continue on your way.

The journey is still long, and we'll have to drive through the night.

The goods need to be delivered to the Chang'an Railway Station freight station before 8:00 AM tomorrow.

In the afternoon, Tian Xueyi took over driving, and Yang Dalin dozed off in the car for a while.

That evening, Yang Dalin replaced Tian Xueyi and drove himself.

Their car is the lead vehicle, so they have to be vigilant at all times. Visibility is poor at night, and Yang Dalin has good eyesight, so it would be more suitable to replace him.

Tian Xueyi sat next to him from the beginning and didn't dare to sleep. He was worried that Yang Dalin might have problems with the mountain road.

It was only after Yang Dalin repeatedly persuaded him to rest a little longer that Tian Xueyi finally agreed.

The car only stopped once in the middle of the night.

Apart from having something to eat, the convoy rarely stopped.

On the mountain road ahead, Yang Dalin would promptly warn the vehicles behind him about any fallen rocks or potholes.

So, although everyone drove slowly throughout the night, no major problems occurred.

Yang Dalin did not wake Tian Xueyi along the way; he drove all night.

Because we had been traveling overnight, the car wasn't going very fast, but we still arrived at our destination ahead of schedule.

The vehicle was almost at the Chang'an Railway Station freight station before 5 a.m. the next day.

Yang Dalin could already see the old city wall of Chang'an.

Yang Dalin knew that the old city wall was right next to the south side of Chang'an Railway Station.

It was only then that Yang Dalin woke up Brother Tian.

Tian looked up and saw that the stars had already set and it was almost dawn. He asked, "You little rascal, you've been driving all night without calling me. Are we almost there?"

"Yes, Brother Tian, ​​I see you've rested well, so I'll let you sleep a little longer. I'm young, I can stay up."

"Alright, you're young, so don't stay up too late. I know you're worried about your brother, but I'm not so old that I can't move."

Don't be surprised how smoothly you drove; you didn't even shake me awake at night.

Next time, just call me whenever you're told.

Do you know?

"Understood, Brother Tian."

"We're about to enter the city. Why don't you stop for a bit, let me take a break, and then I'll do it."

"Alright."

Yang Dalin pulled the car over to the side of the road, and then prepared to get out of the car to relieve himself.

The next few cars arrived quickly, and everyone stopped.

Yang Dalin woke up the people in the back of the car.

Tell them to release the water.

He walked to the roadside, unzipped his pants, and subconsciously glanced around.

Yang Dalin suddenly heard two people talking on the city wall in the distance.

One of them said, "Second brother, isn't that the convoy Old Ghost was talking about?"

"Boss, I think so. Look at the thirteen pairs of headlights. Although it's one more car than the target."

But nothing has come closer to that goal recently.

"Yeah, I think so too. It's normal to have one more car."

They might have called another car on the way.

"Let's wait and confirm again. When they pass through the city gate, we'll take a closer look. Once we've confirmed, we'll send a telegram to Old Ghost."

Holy crap, Yang Dalin almost peed his pants.

What incredible luck I had on this mission.

There were also spies guarding the city walls, waiting for them to arrive. If that were the case, wouldn't there still be problems with the goods transported to the freight station at Chang'an Railway Station?

Yang Dalin immediately pulled up his pants and went to find Captain Jing.

"Captain Jing, there's a problem. Let everyone rest and dawdle for a while. I'll go grab two people up ahead."

"What did you find this time?"

"There's no time to say anything, Captain Jing. Anyway, we've arrived ahead of schedule, so a little delay won't hurt. Have everyone stretch their legs a bit to buy some time. I'll be right back."

Tell my brother Tian.

After saying that, Yang Dalin rushed toward the dark figure beside him.

Yang Dalin decided to take a detour and catch the two people who were talking.

Give it to Captain Jing, otherwise, if the goods are handed over to the freight station and then destroyed, we're doomed.

This shipment is absolutely important; otherwise, the spies wouldn't have gone to such lengths to track them down and even arranged for people to guard the walls of Chang'an to wait for their arrival.

Yang Dalin ran west for several hundred meters before approaching the city wall.

The city wall was not easy to climb, so Yang Dalin took out a rope with a hook from his spatial storage and swung it up onto the wall.

I pulled on it, and the wall tiles were firmly attached to it.

Then, grabbing the rope, Yang Dalin quickly climbed onto the top of the wall.

Then put the rope into the space.

Yang Dalin approached the two people who had just been speaking.

Both men focused their attention on the convoy ahead.

There was no one around to keep watch for them.

Yang Dalin could easily capture the two of them.

Yang Dalin walked up behind them, and the two men were still discussing, "Why did the car stop? Why isn't it moving? It takes so long to pee."

There was a small box at the feet of the two men. The box had been opened, and Yang Dalin could see that it contained a small telegraph machine.

Yang Dalin stealthily crept over and knocked the two men unconscious with a single palm strike.

Then put the telegraph machine away and store it in the storage space.

They tied the two people up and lowered them to the foot of the city wall with ropes.

Yang Dalin descended from the city wall.

He was carrying a person in each hand and holding the telegraph machine box in his mouth.

Yang Dalin quickly walked to the front of the convoy.

Captain Jing shone his flashlight on Yang Dalin as he approached.

It was just getting light, and you could actually see Yang Dalin clearly when you got closer.

However, Captain Jing remained cautious.