"Another letter?" Seeing Ah Fu holding a few wax-sealed iron pipes in his hands, the anxiety in Wang Kuang's heart was rising again.

If there are too many secret letters, it also means that things are changing, and the things he is worried about at the moment are complicated enough, and he really doesn't want to add new worries.

It's still not enough to nourish qi.

Wang Kuang laughed at himself in his heart, closed his eyes and breathed out a few breaths, suppressed all the anxiety and irritability, and then opened his eyes to look at Ah Fu, and said in a harmonious voice: "That's it, show it to me." ”

Ah Fusu didn't like to say much, and when he heard this, he just bent down silently, put all the iron pipes sealed with the secret letter on the small bookcase, and quietly retreated.

These warriors of the mountain villa had their own duties, Ah Fu was dedicated to exchanging secret messages, checking food and clothing, etc., while Ah Jin and others were on patrol around to protect Wang Kuang's safety.

This is not as good as the Shuaifu, these Jin soldiers are not as good as those etiquette, when they first saw their group of Song people, the soldiers in the army were all vicious, and some people even clamored to peel off their skins to make snare drums, until Shu Jiu showed his hand in public, and they were suppressed.

It's just that the Jin army's contempt for the Song people has been engraved into their bones, and it is because of Ah Jin that they will always patrol in case anyone who is not long-sighted comes to stir up trouble.

Ordering the servants to tie up the tent door halfway, Wang Kuang waved them back, and first picked up the iron pipe on the left side of the bookcase, but as soon as the iron pipe was in his hands, he felt his wrist sink, and his complexion could not help but change slightly.

This is not the kind of thin-skinned iron pipe that is used to deliver secret letters, but solid iron, and the weight is not light, and then looking at the sealing wax on the top, Wang Kuang's face suddenly became solemn.

Carefully pick the top layer of sealing wax, below is a clasp composed of two round iron sheets, and open the first buckle lock, which is sealed with fire paint, and there is a cyan sword mark on the fire paint.

Wang Kuang's complexion at this time had changed from solemn to solemn.

Since leaving the villa, he has only received two Qingyin secret letters, although the way of delivery is the same as those ordinary secret letters, but only Wang Kuang knows that as soon as the green note comes out, there will be a big event.

He stared at the seal for a few breaths before taking out a small, special silver hook from his sleeve.

The tip of the silver hook was dark and gloomy, as if it had been smeared with some kind of medicine, and he used the tip of the hook to peel off the fire paint little by little, and then he completely opened the letter and took out the note inside.

The note was written in code, and Wang Kuang searched for the book of interpretation, translated it word by word, and studied it carefully, and gradually there was a smile on the ground, and then this smile continued to expand, until at last, it was even joyful.

It was rare for him to have such a sharp expression. It seemed that the words of this letter had swept away the worries of his heart, and made his eyebrows and eyes stretch, as if the burden of his heart had been lifted.

Smiled and burned the secret letter on the fire, and then smiled and watched the paper ashes scattered on the ground, and closed his eyes for a moment before Wang Kuangfang picked up another iron pipe.

This letter box is much lighter, and when you start it, you will know that it is the one you usually receive, Wang Kuang took the letter and read it, the expression on his face did not change at all, and he quickly picked up the next one.

After reading all the secret letters, Wang Kuang's face was still the same, obviously the news he received was very ordinary, and compared with the green note, it was almost negligible.

He gathered all the notes in one place, stretched out to the candle flame, and saw that the flame seedlings were about to lick the note, and his heart moved slightly, and he quickly withdrew his hand, and his mouth also made a soft "huh".

He re-unfolded the note, put it on the case, reversed the order of two of them, stared at the secret letters and frowned and thought deeply, and only after a while did he raise his voice: "Ah Fu, come in." ”

As he spoke, he got up and walked to the tent door, and untied the tether in one of the corners.

In just such a while, Ah Fu had arrived, and Wang Kuang simply stood by the door and instructed her: "Excuse me, bring me the picture box." ”

He handed over all these documents and other things to Ah Fu, after all, he often has people coming here, and some things are inconvenient for outsiders to see, and Ah Fu is a fine person, and it is most appropriate to help him collect these.

Ah Fu turned to go, and when he returned, he carried a five-foot-long wooden box in his hand.

This box presents the topographical map of the Jin and Song dynasties, on which the mountains and rivers and cities are all over, and also records the summary of the property, population, military affairs, etc., which is the culmination of the mountain villa's many years of manpower and material resources and countless painstaking efforts to collect and organize.

In addition to these two countries, some topographic surveys of Xinli, Jiaozhi, Dongying and even Tianzhu have also been involved in mountain villas.

If you want to determine the world, then the world should be in your eyes. As a chess player, the Tibetan Sword Villa must not stick to a corner, focus on the overall situation, and anticipate the situation first, so as to determine the strategy of the country.

Wang Kuang only brought out the topographic map of the two countries this time, but he also stuffed the wooden box to the brim, and the weight was quite heavy, so Ah Fu directly put the picture box on the bookcase.

"You stay outside and let me know in advance if anyone comes." Wang Kuang admonished, then found the key to open the picture box, picked out a few maps from it, and spread them on the case to look at them carefully.

After a while, he picked up his usual excerpt from the corner of the desk and looked at it against the map, sometimes closing his eyes and pondering.

After about a moment, he called "Ah Fu" again.

Ah Fu entered in response, Wang Kuang sat on the soft chair, one hand lightly tapped the bookcase, and made a sound of "tu, tu", and after a few breaths, he asked: "Do you know the movement of the slave city of Baishuang City?" ”

Ah Fu was silent for a moment, then opened his lips and said, "The price has increased." ”

She has always been concise and to the point, but it also confirms a piece of news that is not important at a glance.

Wang Kuang stopped tapping on the bookcase, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, until the candle wick "crackled" and burst into flames, he raised his head as if he was awakened and said, "Ah Fu, you ......"

After only saying three words, he stopped, and quickly went through all the things in his mind, and when he was sure that there were no major omissions, he said: "You go and call a few of our people back, I am anxious to use them." ”

Recently, the owner of the village has sent a lot of people to chase and kill Arrow Eleven, Wang Kuang, as a sword speaker, still has a certain command over these people, as long as the people he deploys are not hindered in the overall situation.

And the current situation in White Frost City is the overall situation in Wang Kuang's heart, as for Arrow Eleven, it is the overall situation of the owner, which has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't care.

Ah Fu didn't ask why, he just bowed down and said yes, Wang Kuang said again: "It doesn't take too much, seven or eight people are enough." I'll give you three days. Three days later you brought someone to me. ”

Ah Fu took the order to go, and Wang Kuang burned all the secret letters to ashes, and then he looked at the map again.

This look is that half of the night has passed, and the candle in the tent is not extinguished until the three drums of the day are crossed.