Chapter 9 In the Secret War There was also dead silence in the Jifei store.
The shopkeeper, waiters, and a few people who usually lived in the store and made a living by performing arts all came out like ghosts and quickly occupied all the key positions in the yard.
The hand crossbow made of pure steel glowed with cold stars in the moonlight.
The only one who didn't have a weapon was the chef who was usually in charge of cooking donkey meat in the backyard.
I saw him picking up a glazed lamp full of grease and slowly shaking it towards an old elm tree not far away.
The dim light was blocked by a special cover outside, flickering on and off, making it look very strange.
Soon, in the attic of another house behind the old elm tree, lights began to flicker, on and off, on and off, like stars blinking.
"Nonsense, come with me."
The chef blew out the glass lamp and ordered in a low voice that left no room for doubt.
"Yes" Deputy Wanhu Boyan, who usually wanted to walk sideways in the capital city, suddenly turned into a rogue boy who had just gotten into trouble.
He cautiously raised his hand and chased after him with a smile on his face.
The two walked in tandem through the kitchen, stable, pig pen, vegetable garden, and some deliberately made twists and turns.
After a lot of effort, we arrived at a small house that looked like a Buddhist temple deep inside the chicken feather shop.
The chef twisted his fat ass and quickly got in, then turned around and pulled Boyan in.
"Bang" the iron-clad door quickly closed, separating the inside and outside of the Buddhist hall into two completely incommunicable worlds.
Several whale oil lamps are lit in the Buddhist hall, illuminating the images of the heavenly kings on the four walls.
Directly opposite the door, there is a statue of Maitreya with a fat belly, smiling at the vicissitudes of the world.
The fat chef first took some paper and pen and quickly spread them out on the incense table.
Then he raised his hand to wipe the oily flowers on his face and asked seriously, "Master Huanzhu, do you still remember clearly what the third rule of the Military Intelligence Department is?"
"Sir, of course I remember the humble position.
But" Boyan immediately stood up straight and explained eagerly, "but the humble position" "Repeat the third action provision, I need to record it," Lu Wen, the commander of the Military Intelligence Department, raised his eyes and ordered in a low voice.
"According to regulations, after recording, we will show it to you and sign it."
"Yes, please report to Lu Xiangli.
The third action rule of the Military Intelligence Office is that deep lurkers are not allowed to take the initiative to make reverse contact."
Boyan blushed at the reprimand, and gave a formal Huaiyang military salute, and then quickly added, "But The supplementary regulations communicated last year stated that if one of the three special circumstances predicted 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 really being said?"
The fat chef Lu Wen trembled with his hands, and the ink wiped out a huge ball on the white paper, "Oh my God, how is this possible?"
"I don't think it's possible even if I'm in a humble position, but you guessed it right."
This time, Boyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He raised his hand and wiped a few on his face, and added eagerly, "Prince Aiyou Shilitara has indeed colluded with his mother to force Tuohuan Timur to abdicate.
All ministers of civil and military affairs who are close to Hama, or Anyone who has offended the prince in the past few years will be purged."
"Oh my God."
Lu Wen, the fat cook, put down his pen and put his head in his hands.
"It's exactly as you guessed, a year and a half.
Your Excellency actually saw today a year and a half ago."
"Who says it's not the case?
After I got the exact information, I was scared to death."
Boyan nodded, admiring him beyond measure.
When he received the three special situation inferences from Huaiyang more than a year ago, he simply did not believe that what was written on it would happen in the future.
Aiyou Shilitara was the only son of the second queen Qi and Tuohuan Timur.
Tuohuan Timur has recently gradually decentralized power and allowed the prince to participate in handling government affairs.
Unless the sun rises from the west, after the death of Tuohuan Timur, it is a sure thing that Aiyu Shilitra will ascend the throne.
There is no need to risk failure and being deposed in order to ascend the throne as soon as possible.
However, the impossible thing actually happened under his eyes.
And it was predicted by Manager Zhu as early as a year and a half ago.
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As one of Tuohuan Timur's enemies, it would be strange if he could still remain calm.
"The chief manager also mentioned these three things when I was talking about the special classes in the martial arts hall."
Chef Lu Wen was thinking about another thing.
Raise your hand and wipe it on your forehead and temples.
However, the more you rub, the more oil droplets appear in those areas.
"His old man also once said that no matter which of the three situations occurs, the date of the Huai'an Army's Northern Expedition will be greatly advanced.
God, it will be so fast.
God, most of our Huai'an Army's soldiers and horses are in the Eighth Route Army right now.
Fujian" "So I proposed to Aiyou Shilida today that he take the initiative to ask for help from Huaiyang along the coastal road.
Then we can transfer people from Dengzhou and take the opportunity to capture Dadu."
Boyan gritted his teeth, and the circles in his eyes slowly began to grow. red.
The foolish king and his son caused his adopted father to die without a burial place.
He and his son must be punished.
As for who the Mongolian and Yuan ministers would recommend to ascend the throne after the death of Hunjun and his son, and what kind of chaos there would be north of the Yellow River, he had never thought about it, nor was he in the mood to think about it.
"Did Aiyou Shilida agree?
He can't be so stupid, right?
Even if he is stupid, how could all his people be stupid?"
The fat cook Lu Wen was startled again and grabbed Boyan. arms and asked in a low voice.
"Not yet."
Boyan shook his head gently, "But he is already tempted.
I can continue to persuade him.
Li Guofeng, Halaha, Hangeda and others are also tempted.
Even if they don't invite the Huai'an army to send troops, they will still invite the Huai'an army The army helped provide some firearms.”
"What price is he prepared to pay if he still wants firearms?"
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 suggestion to secretly purchase grenades and chainmail from the Huai'an Army to equip the elite around the prince.
But at the specific cost, Beizhi did not continue to listen.
Beizhi felt that it was best to find a way to persuade him to take the initiative.
Huaiyang sent troops."
He did not take the initiative to report the fact that he was repelled by Aiyou Shilida La.
First of all, he felt that this matter had nothing to do with his mission, and secondly, he was afraid that reporting too many details would affect the determination of the Huaiyang General Manager's Office to participate in this matter.
However, even though he concealed the true situation, Fat Chef Lu Wen's reaction was still far less positive than he expected.
He took a few more slow breaths and ordered very calmly, "Stop trying to convince him.
The possibility of success is too low.
The counselors around him are not that stupid.
If you take the risk once in a while today, they will I think you are being reckless.
If you persist in wanting the Huai'an Army to move reinforcements over and over again, you will be suspected of having ulterior motives."
"This" Boyan was poured a large amount of cold water on his head and responded reluctantly, "How is this possible?
All I have to do is obey my orders."
"I know you are eager for revenge, but your life is far more valuable than Tuohuan Timur and his son.
At least, in the eyes of the chief manager, it is not worth sacrificing yourself just to take revenge a few days earlier."
Lu Wen raised his head and glanced at him a few times, then continued to slowly adjust his breathing rhythm.
As a senior craftsman who has been specially trained by the Jiangwu Hall, he knows that the more critical the moment, he must remain calm.
Instead of acting impulsively.
What is that called?
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Amateur, yes, amateur.
When General Manager Zhu conducts secret training for key personnel, he often emphasizes this word: