"I know that asking you to mobilize too many troops will attract Feng Qian's attention, but if you only mobilize five thousand troops, which is comparable to the number of dead soldiers in Heixialing, I believe you will be able to evade Feng Qian's eyes and ears. Regarding the location, Although our side is slightly defeated, I have my own way to make them a mess. Please listen to my complete plan and see if it works?"
Feng Qingzhuang's eyes were shining brightly, and she was talking with joy.
She glanced outside the house and after confirming that Feng Ying was alone, she leaned into Feng Yu's ear and told him her plans one by one.
Feng Yu nodded repeatedly and gave some opinions from time to time.
The two discussed in the room for a long time. After they agreed, Feng Yu got up and walked to the desk, picked up a pen and wrote a letter, sealed it with wax, then walked to the door and took out a token from his arms. , handed it to Feng Ying's hands together with the letter, and solemnly explained:
"Feng Ying, you should hurry up and go to Yanjing immediately, hand this letter and the token into my uncle's hands, and tell him to be careful. Also, you'd better disguise yourself on the way, so as not to let the First Emperor Brother's people Discover your whereabouts"
"Master, don't worry, Feng Ying will live up to his trust and complete the mission." After Feng Ying made his promise, he went back to his room and changed into regular clothes. After a little disguise, he hurried towards the stables.
At this time, Yin Zheng, who had sent the doctor out, returned to Lucai Courtyard. As soon as he walked into the room, Qian Manguan happened to also walk in.
"Sister Feng, why didn't you let Yin Zheng call me when you were sick? You actually asked her to go outside to call a doctor. Do you look down on me or don't believe in my medical skills?"
As soon as he walked in, Qian Manguan had a dark face and said angrily
"Don't make noise, you're here just in time, I have something serious to see you." Feng Qingzhuang glared at Qian Manguan, and shouted softly: Why does this guy always make noise like a sparrow every time he appears and can't be quieter?
"Young Master is in a bad mood right now and doesn't want to talk about business." Qian Manguan refused with a look of displeasure on his face.
Before he finished speaking, he heard a "hissing" sound passing by his ears. He was so shocked that Qian Manguan broke into a cold sweat. He raised his hand to his ear and inserted a small silver needle into the hair next to his ear.
"Qian Manguan, what do you think would happen if the silver needle I just shot directly between your eyebrows?" Feng Qingzhuang had a gloomy face, and her dark eyes were filled with coldness. Li Mang spoke quietly and threatened.
"My master's mood has suddenly improved again. Sister Feng, if you have anything to do, just ask me. Even if it means going up mountains of swords and going down seas and fires, I will do it without any hesitation." Qian Manguan chuckled, and the speed of his facial expressions was unparalleled.
"There are two things I want you to do if you are wise. The first thing is related to your old profession. Disguise the silver zheng as me. Don't tell me that I can't do the silver needle in my hand. But you only recognize the results. Don’t recognize people”
Feng Qingzhuang sat back on the bed, her smile was like the warm breeze in spring, but it had a hint of cold spring. She shook the silver needle in her hand and threatened sinisterly.
"No problem, give me half a day to make a thin-skin mask exactly like yours. I guarantee that after Miss Yin Zheng puts it on, no one can tell the difference between the real one and the fake one." Qian Manguan patted his chest and said he was confident. Said all over the ground
"I'll give you half a day to wait for the thin-skin mask to be made before I tell you what the second thing is?" Feng Qingzhuang waved her hand and said in a calm and indifferent voice.
Qian Manguan exited the room, and Yin Zheng affirmed eagerly.
"Master, does the Prince Feng know that you are leaving Guanyang City?"
"I have already discussed with him that in order to give Feng Gan a big gift, I must leave Guanyang City for a few days to personally prepare this big gift. These days, I may have to force you to disguise yourself as me and stay in the post house." Feng When Qingzhuang's eyes were as calm as water, when she mentioned Feng Qian, a cold glare flashed through her eyes, showing that she hated him deeply.
"I can share my master's worries. It's too late for my subordinates to be happy, so how can they feel aggrieved?" Yin Zheng said seriously.
The two chatted for a long time in the room, and Feng Qingzhuang told Yin Zheng some details that Yin Zheng should pay attention to, so as not to let anyone notice the clues.
While chatting, half a day passed in the blink of an eye. After lunch, Qian Manguan came in happily holding a brocade box in his hand.
"Sister Feng, the thin-skin mask is ready. Do you want Miss Yin Zheng to try it on now and see if it looks like it?"
"Try" Feng Qingzhuang nodded.
Yin Zheng sat in front of the makeup mirror, and saw Qian Manguan take out the mask as thin as a cicada's wings from the brocade box, carefully put it on Yin Zheng's face, and then applied a layer of skin color on the edge that was similar to the skin color. The plaster does not show any traces of the change at all.
"How about this? This thin mask I made is very realistic." Qian Manguan asked Yin Zheng to turn around and looked up at Feng Qingzhuang sitting at the table, showing off like a proud rooster.
"Such good craftsmanship must not be wasted. Tomorrow, make me two thin-skin masks with more ordinary faces, one for a man and one for a woman." Feng Qingzhuang's clear eyes were as bright as stars in the cold night. , a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile
"The cost of making this thin-skin mask will make my heart hurt for a long time. Take a look at this brocade robe that I'm wearing. The gold ingots on the cuffs are smaller than others. Isn't it just to make this?" The thin-skin mask was torn off.”
Qian Manguan looked like he was in pain. As he spoke, he raised his sleeves to let Feng Qingzhuang and Yinzheng in the room take a closer look, proving that what he said was true.
"It's just a matter of two golden threads. Tell me, you, a grown man, are so stingy and stingy. Which woman will be willing to follow you in the future?" Feng Qingzhuang rolled her eyes at Qian Manguan and laughed.
"The stingy young man doesn't want to make a loss-making business anymore. He wants me to make masks and pay for them myself," Qian Manguan said.
"Take it to stingy people"
Feng Qingzhuang took out a piece of gold from Mo Yin Yunfeng and threw it towards Qian Manguan along with a piece of written note.
"Gold, I like it best." Qian Manguan happily reached out and took the ingot of gold. When he saw the paper, he asked without knowing why.
"Why did you give me a piece of paper? Is it used to wrap gold?"
"You're so big, but your pig brain can't figure it out. Why didn't you just tell me that it's for you to use for toileting?" Feng Qingzhuang was speechless to the extreme, rolled her eyes and continued.
"On this piece of paper is written the second thing I want you to do. You must not mess it up for me. If I mess up the matter, hey, I promise that all the gold ingots embroidered on your brocade robe will disappear. "Feng Qingzhuang, with a smile as bright as a flower, specially poked Qian Manguan's Achilles' heel.
Qian Manguan lowered his head and browsed the note quickly, then suddenly raised his head and shouted dissatisfied.
"No, no, I can't do this second thing. You want me, who is handsome and charming, to play the role of a dumb, silly boy who delivers food, and sneaks into the bandits' den in Heixialing. It would be too harmful to me. If word spreads about his style, how will I be able to hang out in the world in the future?"
"No, then I won't be polite. Yin Zheng, go and pull off all the gold threads on his brocade robe. Don't leave any of them for him, so that they don't hang around in front of my eyes all day long, dazzling my eyes."
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Feng Qingzhuang's face was as cold as ice for an instant, and her dark eyes closed with a layer of darkness. She said as she moved her feet, her strange figure swayed, and she reached out and quickly pointed at Qian Manguan.
"Yes, Master" Yin Zheng smiled sinisterly and slowly raised his hands in tacit understanding, pretending to be searching for threads on Qian Man Guan's body.
"Don't, don't make me promise, I can't promise it yet," Qian Manguan, who couldn't move, said hurriedly
"Hmph, you kid just needs a lesson and you are disobedient." Feng Qingzhuang snorted coldly, took off Qian Man Guan's dazzling coat, and continued.
"In order to prevent you from changing your mind midway and running away, I will keep this dress for you temporarily."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Qingzhuang put the golden dress directly into Mo Yin Yunfeng. Unless she died, no one in the world could take it out.
Then, an air finger popped out, and the acupuncture points on Qian Manguan's body were unlocked
"Go and write the address on the paper. I have made arrangements. You go directly to the old Wu who is responsible for delivering food. Here are your clothes. You put them on and darken your face for me before you go."
Qian Manguan dared to glare at Feng Qingzhuang angrily without saying anything. His eyes wandered and reluctantly glanced at Mo Yin Yunfeng on her ring finger, where his most precious clothes were stored. Then he took the clothes back to the room.
Put it on and go find Old Wu Head at the address on the note.
At midnight, there were scattered stars shining in the night sky, and the entire post house was silent. Only the patrolling guards, wearing long swords on their waists, walked back and forth.
In the main room of Green Calyx Courtyard, the candle has just been extinguished
I saw Feng Qingzhuang wearing a black night-walking dress, wrapping her exquisite body with three thousand black hair rolled up high, and covered with a piece of black cloth.
After some calculation, it's time for the guards to change shifts.
Her light and strange figure swept out of the window, jumped lightly, climbed up to the roof, and took advantage of the cover of the hazy moonlight. She bent her body and walked as fast as walking on the ground. After a few leaps, she left the post on a familiar road.
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Looking at the quiet and deserted street, I figured out the direction and went straight to a blind corner of the North City Gate. I swung the triangular iron hook in my hand a few times, threw it upwards with force, and hooked it firmly on the top of the city wall.
Feng Qingzhuang raised her inner strength and stepped hard. Her light body rose into the sky like a swallow. She had already reached half the height of the city wall and quickly grabbed the rope tied to the iron hook, as if she had practiced it thousands of times.
, using ropes to skillfully climb towards the top of the city wall.