Chapter 9: The Secret War (Part II)

In the chicken feather shop, there is also a dead silence. The shopkeeper, the guys, and a few characters who lived in the store and made a living by selling their tricks, all came out like ghosts and quickly occupied all the key positions in the courtyard. A hand crossbow made of pure steel, glowing with cold stars in the moonlight.

The only one who didn't have a weapon in his hand was the chef who was in charge of cooking donkey meat in the backyard. I saw him pick up a glass lamp full of grease and slowly shake it at an old elm tree not far away. The dim light was blocked by a special cover outside, flickering on and off, flickering on and off, and it looked so weird. Soon, in the attic of another family behind the old elm tree, lights began to flicker, and the lights went out and out, as if there were stars blinking their eyes.

"Nonsense, you come with me!" The chef blew out the glass lamp and whispered in an unquestioning tone.

"Yes!" Deputy Wan Hu Boyan, who was usually eager to walk sideways in the capital, suddenly became a rogue urchinic boy who had just caused trouble. Cautiously arched his hand and chased after him with a smiling face.

The two of them walked one after the other, passing through the house, the stable, the pigsty, the vegetable garden, and some deliberately tossed twists and turns. It took a lot of effort to come to the depths of the chicken feather shop, in front of a hut that looked like a Buddhist hall. The chef twisted his fat ass and quickly got into it, then turned around and pulled Boyan in. "Phew!" The iron-clad door of the house closed quickly, separating the inside and outside of the temple into two worlds that were completely incompatible.

There are several whale oil lamps lit in the Buddha hall to illuminate the heavenly kings on the four walls. Directly opposite the door, there is a Maitreya with a fat belly, smiling at the vicissitudes of the world.

The fat chef first took a pen and paper and quickly spread it on the incense table. Then he raised his hand and wiped the oil flowers on his face, and asked, "Lord Huanzhu, what is the third rule of the Military Intelligence Department?" Do you remember clearly? ”

"My lord, of course I remember. But," Boyan immediately straightened up and eagerly explained, "but humble"

"To retell the third rule of action, I need to record it!" Most of the military intelligence department stood in Xiangli Luwen and raised his eyes and shouted in a low voice. "According to the regulations, after the record, it will be given to you to see, sign and draw!"

"Yes, I told Lu Xiangli that the third operational regulation of the Military Intelligence Department is that deep infiltrators are not allowed to take the initiative to reverse contact." Boyan was red-faced, and gave a dignified Huaiyang military salute, and then quickly added, "But the supplementary regulations conveyed last year state that if one of the three special circumstances in the prediction occurs, it can be handled as an emergency, and the news must be sent back to the Eagle's Nest as soon as possible!" ”

"What? Is it really big, and it is said by adults? Fat Chef Lu Wen's hands trembled, and the ink smeared a huge ball on the white paper, "God, how is this possible?" ”

"I don't think it's possible, but it's big, my lord just guessed it." This time, Boyan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Raised his hand and wiped a few handfuls on his face, and eagerly added, "The crown prince Aiyu Zhilitra really colluded with his mother, and was ready to force Timur to abdicate." Ministers of civil and military affairs, all those who are close to Hama, or who have offended the prince in recent years, are among the purges! ”

"Oh my God!" The fat cook Lu Wen put down his pen and held his head in both hands. "It's exactly the same as adults guessed, a year and a half, adults actually watched today a year and a half ago!"

"Who said it wasn't, after getting the exact information, he was scared half to death!" Boyan nodded, impressed beyond measure.

When he received the inference of three special circumstances sent by Huai Yang more than a year ago, he did not believe that what was written on it could happen in the future. Aiyu Zhilitra was the only son of the second queen Qi and Tuhuan Timur. Tuhuan Timur has recently gradually delegated power and let the crown prince participate in the handling of court affairs. Unless the sun comes out of the west, after the death of Timur, the accession of Ayushi Litara is a sure thing, and there is no need to risk failure and dethronement in order to ascend the throne as soon as possible.

However, the impossible happened, but it really happened right under his nose. And as early as a year and a half ago, it was predicted by Mr. Zhu. As one of the enemies of Tuhuan Timur, it would be strange if he could still calm down!

"When I was lecturing on the special class of the martial arts hall, the chief manager also mentioned these three things." Chef Lowen had another thing in mind. Raise your hand and wipe it on your forehead, sideburns, etc. However, the more I rubbed it, the more rapidly the oil beads swelled in those places. He also once said that no matter which of the three situations happens. The date of the Huai'an Army's Northern Expedition will be greatly advanced! God, it's going to be so fast. God, most of the soldiers and horses of our Huai'an Army are all in Fujian right now! ”

"Therefore, the humble position proposed to Aiyu Zhilitra today that he take the initiative to ask Huaiyang for help along the coastal road. Then we can transfer people from Dengzhou and take the opportunity to take the capital! Boyan gritted his teeth, and his eye circles slowly began to redden.

The faint father and son caused his father-in-law to die and have no place to be buried. He fainted, father and son must be punished. As for which Meng Yuan ministers would ascend the throne after the death of the faint monarch's father and son, and what chaos would become north of the Yellow River, he hadn't thought about it at all, and he wasn't in the mood to think about it!

"Did Ayuki know Rita and agree? He can't be so stupid, can he?! Even if he was stupid, how could all his men be fools?! The fat cook Lu Wen was startled again, grabbed Boyan's arm, and asked in a low voice.

"Not yet!" Boyan shook his head slightly, "But he's already tempted." Humble can then convince him! Li Guofeng, Haraha, Han Geda and others were also moved. Even if you don't ask the Huai'an Army to send troops, you will ask the Huai'an Army to help provide some firearms! ”

"He still wants firearms?! What price is he prepared to pay? Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Lu Wen adjusted his breathing and continued to ask in a low voice.

Boyan nodded lightly, "It was Li Guofeng's proposal to secretly buy grenades and chain mail from the Huai'an Army to equip the elite around the prince!" But the specific price, the humble post did not continue to listen. He felt that it was best to find a way to persuade him to take the initiative to ask Huaiyang to send troops. ”

Regarding his rejection by Aiyu Zhilitra, he did not take the initiative to report it. First of all, he felt that this matter had nothing to do with his mission, and secondly, he was afraid that too many details would be reported, which would affect the determination of the Huaiyang Governor's Office to participate in this matter.

However, despite his concealment of the truth, Fat Chef Luwen's reaction was still far less positive than he expected. He took a few more breaths and commanded very calmly, "Don't try to convince him anymore, the probability of success is too low." The strategists around him weren't stupid enough to be like that. You pop your head once in a while today, and they'll think you're reckless. If you insist again and again that the Huai'an Army moves rescue troops, you will be suspected of ulterior motives! ”

"This?" Boyan was poured a big scoop of cold water on his head, and responded reluctantly, "How is this possible!" Well, obedience is! ”

"I know you're in a hurry for revenge! However, your life is worth far more than the two Timurid father and son. At least, in the eyes of the Grand Administrator, that's the case! It's not worth sacrificing yourself for revenge a few days earlier! Louwen looked up at him a few times and continued to slowly adjust the pace of his breathing.

As a high-level meticulous who had been specially trained by the Martial Arts Hall, he knew that the more critical the moment, he had to stay calm. Rather than acting on impulse. What's that called, amateur! That's right, amateur, when Mr. Zhu does secret training for the backbones, he often emphasizes this word!