Fan Chuan is a grain and grass hoarding place for the Wushu?

Miao Fu sighed, and said in surprise: "Why is it in Fan Chuan?" There are a lot of people in this place, and there is no danger to defend, why did the marshal choose such an important place here, and he was not afraid that Xu Zizhen's Tianji Camp would find it? ”

Yelu Xiongan said with a smile: "This is the genius of the big handsome, no one would have thought that my army's grain and grass would gather in such a place, even the county lord of the Great Song Dynasty, who is known as the first talented woman, would not have expected it, besides, the big marshal has already made such a forage field in more than a dozen places, all of which are heavily defended and difficult to enter lightly, but Fanchuan does not put any defenses in this place, at least it can't be seen on the surface...... Okay, let's not talk about it, come brother, let's drink. ”

The words came to an abrupt end here, just because there were a few more officers-like Jin people coming up on the stairs over there, and as soon as they went upstairs, they found Yelu Xiong'an and Miao Fu, but they just glanced at it and ignored it, and went to the private room on the side with a proud expression.

Miao Fu understood that Yelu Xiong'an was right, even if his official rank was not low now, after all, he was a former Liao general, and the real Jurchen generals still looked down on him, and as for him, a Song general, he was even more unbearable.

Then he just drank, and drank until it was completely dark, Yelu Xiong'an was drunk, Miao Fu had been secretly restrained, and finally he was still very sober, and sent Yelu Xiong'an back to his house, and then went back to his residence, but when he left Yelu Xiong'an's house, a faint banter flashed in his eyes.

And Yelu Xiong'an had already sat up after Miao Fu left, his eyes were clear, how could he be half drunk, and when he was told that Miao Fu had left, he hurried to the courtyard next door, because there, his immediate boss, Lord Hulie'er, was still waiting for him.

Miao Fu has been living in the Dashuai Mansion since he defected to the Wu, which was originally the residence of the Jingzhao Mansion garrison, and this night passed so quietly, until he got up at dawn to go to the thatched house, and I don't know if he ate something bad last night, and the night Xianglang who came to clean the thatched house in the morning waited outside the door for a while, and Miao Fu walked out of it.

Ye Xianglang is an old man of about fifty years old, after finishing the thatched house, he left the Shuai Mansion with a dung basket, a dark shadow appeared from the shadows, stared at the old man and then turned around and went straight to the study.

"Dashuai!" He pushed the door in after calling lightly outside the door, and said, "That Miao Fu and Ye Xianglang secretly have an abnormality, and there are already brothers who have secretly gone with Ye Xianglang." ”

Wushu waved his hand: "No need, this is enough, you go down." ”

"Yes!"

The man exited the room, and before the door was closed, Kulie'er arrived.

Wushu didn't raise his head, and said, "Fan Chuan watch closely, the Song people may send a master over." ”

Hu Lie'er's heart tightened, and said, "Yes, I'll let people step up their inspections." ”

"Not necessarily." Wushu glanced at him, a little helpless and regretful, "Even if the Song people want to come, it is secret, the biggest possibility is to pretend to find it by accident, and then set it on fire, otherwise it will be too clear to expose the identity of Miao Fu?" ”

Kulie'er was a little embarrassed, he knew that the helplessness and regret in Wushu's eyes were because of him, but there were some questions he didn't understand, so he could only continue to ask: "Forgive me for being humble and stupid, then we ...... How to deal with it? ”

Wushu shook his head and said: "They will pretend to find Fan Chuan by accident, and we will naturally pretend to find them by accident, loose on the outside and tight on the inside, do you understand?" They don't want to waste Miao Fu's chess, and of course we can't waste it. ”

It wasn't until this time that Hu Lie'er realized that at this time Fan Chuan was no longer the most important, but Miao Fu, a meticulous work that the other party thought was still very safe but had been exposed, Fan Chuan didn't care about the current Wushu, but Miao Fu could stabilize it first, and it might be able to play an unexpected role in the next engagement.

Thinking of this, his eyes were full of reverence, and he stood up and responded: "Yes, I will do it!" ”

……

In Xingyuan's mansion, Xiu'er hurriedly came in, handed a note to Gao Pujun, and said, "Miss, Miao Fu has news." ”

Gao Pujun put down the book in his hand, picked up the note and looked at it, there were only a few short sentences on it: The former Liao descendant Yelu Xiong'an told him after drinking that the Wushu grain and grass were hoarded in Fanchuan, and the rest were fake.

Simple and easy to understand, but with another meaning, Gao Pujun smiled: "I still have some advanced strategies for vultures, but it's just this kind of vulgar method." ”

Xiu'er had already read the note, and immediately asked, "Miss, are you going to pretend to burn their grain and grass?" ”

Gao Pujun said: "Of course, but it's not pretending, it's really burning, since Wushu told us so generously, then naturally we can't live up to his good intentions." ”

Xiu'er grinned, but said with some concern: "But ...... If it really burns, will the vultures become angry and unfavorable to Miao Fu? In fact, I heard that although Miao Fu acted excessively, he was a sincere loyal to the monarch and the country, and it would be a pity if he was killed. ”

Gao Pujun glanced at her and smiled a little: "I heard? Listen to whom? ”

Xiu'er's face suddenly turned crimson, and she twisted and didn't speak.

Gao Pujun chuckled lightly and said, "Don't worry, if Wushu wants to use Miao Fu to calculate us, he won't kill him, but in the end, I don't know who is calculating whom." She paused and said, "Xu Zizhen, that guy is a pig's brain, I forgot what I said, I will personally go to the official family to propose marriage for you, so as not to make your Yan Zhao uneasy all day long." ”

The word "your family" in her words accentuated the tone, and the crimson on Xiu'er's face suddenly turned red, as if she was about to drip blood, and said angrily and ashamedly: "Miss, you ...... You have really been husband and wife to Xu Zizhen for a long time, and you are becoming more and more like him! ”

A gruff voice suddenly came from outside the door: "What is more and more like? ”

Then two black-faced men walked in from outside, one young and the other older, but they were Yan Zhao and Li Meng.

It was Yan Zhao who spoke, he came in from outside, and he heard Xiu'er's voice, after so many years, he was no longer speechless when he saw Xiu'er, and he would already look for opportunities to build stubble anytime and anywhere, this is all grown up under Xu Zizhen's careful words and deeds, but today's words are not very suitable.

Xiu'er was so ashamed that she couldn't hide in the crack of the ground, and stomped her feet and said, "I want you to take care of it!" ”

Yan Zhao stuck out his tongue, didn't dare to speak again, and stabbed Li Meng with his arm like a plea for help.

Li Meng is now fully grown, his body is burly and sturdy, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and black face, although he still looks young, but he is also very majestic, he and Yan Zhao's appearance is quite similar, the two may have become quite good personal friends because of this, seeing Yan Zhao's pitiful face, he coughed dryly and asked, "Auntie, what are you talking about?" Oh, did you call us here because you had something to do? ”

Gao Pujun was looking at Xiu'er's shy appearance and laughing, and when he heard Li Meng ask, he put away his smile and said, "We are saying that Wushu hoarded grain and grass in Fanchuan......"

Only halfway through speaking, Li Meng said excitedly: "Really? Then I'm going to burn him a son of a bitch! ”