At this moment, a group of Qi soldiers suddenly broke into the street and began violently arresting people for interrogation. In the commotion, Nan Yi heard that these people came to investigate Bingzhusi's party members.
Nan Yi felt bad, wondering if he had done something wrong, so he hurriedly walked forward, wanting to leave as soon as possible.
"You! Stop!"
Nan Yi heard a voice from behind and stopped her. She stopped slowly, some worst-case scenarios flashed through her mind, and she was trying to figure out how to deal with it.
"Master Jun, my roommate is naughty. She went out to look for the villain and got lost."
Someone stood in front of Qi Bing and handed over a wooden sign from the Shipping Department. There was a silver ingot pressed under the wooden sign and he sent it over with him.
"I work as an errand in the Shipping Department, working for Lord Wanyan, and I asked the military master to be so kind as to let me take my roommate home."
Nan Yi turned around and glanced in surprise. It was Song Muchuan. She reacted immediately, stood behind him obediently, took his arm, and said aggrievedly: "Brother, why did you come to pick me up?"
Song Muchuan's arms were a little stiff, but his expression remained calm, and he used his lifelong acting skills to smile affectionately at Nan Yi.
Qi Bing looked at Song Muchuan and Nan Yi suspiciously. They were indeed just ordinary people. He checked the wooden sign again and handed it back impatiently: "Anyone who has nothing to do with it should leave quickly. We want to check the whole street."
Nan Yi followed Song Muchuan for a long distance, arm in arm, and finally withdrew his hand after leaving all the noise far behind.
Song Muchuan felt that half of his body was numb, his arms were still half-folded, and he walked with the same hands and feet.
Nan Yi didn't notice anything strange about him and asked anxiously: "Mr. Song, the letter... won't be discovered?"
Song Muchuan came back to his senses, forced himself to stabilize his mood, and smiled reassuringly at her: "He can receive it."
Nan Yi couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Song, do you know who Yan is?"
"have no idea."
"Aren't you curious?"
"Not curious."
"How can I hold this in..."
"The man's refusal to show up must have his own reasons. We insist on exposing his mask, which will do no good at all."
Nan Yi listened and nodded thoughtfully: "That's right, I didn't think about it."
"Just believe in him," Song Muchuan said, "No matter who he is, he must be fighting side by side with us in secret."
Nan Yi needs to understand this kind of trust - how can one trust someone he has never met to cooperate perfectly with him? How to believe that his existence is a kind of power?
She thought for a while and looked at Song Muchuan in confusion: "Just like trusting you, do you trust him?"
Song Muchuan was startled suddenly.
Such a sentence of great significance came out of her mouth so naturally, which actually gave Song Muchuan a trace of selfishness that was growing crazily.
How much does she trust him? What kind of trust is it? If he was not from Bingzhusi, would she still trust him so much?
He was so happy and afraid that he forgot to answer her question.
Fortunately, Nan Yi's words were more like talking to herself, and she was just trying to understand this kind of friendship. She turned back and took a deep look at the chaotic street. The pedestrians passing by, the fierce Qi soldiers, the yake in the restaurant, the merchants in the shop... every face could be "Yan". But it doesn't matter who he is. He will definitely go all out to pursue his mission, just like she and Song Muchuan.
Nan Yi seemed to understand somewhat. Yes, the "goose" that didn't come out, they fought side by side, that was enough.
……
In the restaurant facing the street, Xie Queshan was sitting by the window. He was the one who called Qi Bing. She was lingering nearby and he couldn't contact her.
When he saw Song Muchuan taking Nan Yi away, he whispered to He Ping.
"Go get the letter."
And his eyes followed Nan Yi's back, watching her arm around Song Muchuan, watching her bun swaying with her steps, like a fluttering butterfly, as if it would suddenly jump in front of people.
But the butterfly flew farther and farther, almost blocked by the layers of buildings. He resisted the idea of taking a step towards her and just sat there quietly, waiting for his heart to return to its normal frequency.
Although they had not seen each other for only a few days, Xie Queshan felt as if a long time had passed. In his heart, he had already said goodbye to that person, and he had accepted that their lives would never intersect again. . But he still couldn't help but notice the changes that had taken place in her. Compared with the little beggar who didn't dare to look up at people when he first met her, her steps seemed to be brighter now and her back was straighter.
She should be very comfortable, right? That would be nice.
I hope Song Muchuan can make good use of his brain and act thoughtfully. A spy who cannot protect himself is a fool who is not suitable for this job.
He didn't want anyone between them to be in danger, otherwise he would really let them get out of Lidu Mansion together.
As soon as he picked up the wine glass, a man sat down on the ground opposite him and poured himself a glass of wine.
Xie Queshan frowned and looked at the annoying Zhang Yuehui.
"I thought of a good plan to bring Nan Yi back to me, do you want to hear it?"
Zhang Yuehui raised his wine glass to Xie Queshan from afar, with a confident smile on his face.
Xie Queshan originally didn't want to talk to Zhang Yuehui, but the olive branch he extended was difficult to refuse.
"tell me the story."
Zhang Yuehui drank the wine happily: "I won't tell you."
So what's wrong with you? !
Xie Queshan swallowed the curse words hard, raised his glass, and gave a false smile: "Then I wish you success."
Zhang Yue regained her composure and said leisurely: "I still need to lend you the east wind."
What's the meaning?
Xie Queshan suddenly became alert and stared at Zhang Yuehui with narrowed eyes.
Zhang Yuehui put down his wine glass and threw to Xie Queshan a wooden sign with the words "Gui Laitang" engraved on it.
"The team transporting the coolies will arrive at Lidu Mansion soon. This is a token. You can join us with it."
"Thank you." Xie Queshan stood up and wanted to get it, but Zhang Yue held his hand down when she went back.
"Xie Queshan, I know what you are going to do." Zhang Yuehui raised his eyes, with a dangerous light in his narrow eyes.
Xie Queshan lowered his eyes and looked at him, expressionless.
"You let me know about Ling Fu Diji, and also told me that Nan Yi was in Bingzhusi. Didn't you just use her to contain me and stop me from muddying the waters?"
"Well, so what?" Xie Queshan answered calmly.
"The grass on the grave of the last person who plotted against me must be as tall as..." Zhang Yuehui let go of his hand, made a decent gesture, and looked at Xie Queshan with a smile, "I will come to kill you Yes, Xie Queshan."
"Then it depends on your ability." Xie Queshan said lightly and walked away.
——
The token of the connection was soon passed to Song Muchuan's hands. This was his way of concealing the truth, allowing the Yucheng army to disguise themselves as coolies and enter the city under Wanyanjun's nose.
No matter where they hide in the city, hundreds of people are conspicuous, and shipbuilding is a matter of concealment. It just so happens that Song Muchuan is in charge of this matter and can also take care of each other with the Yucheng army.
Spies do things in secret and can change the outcome at critical moments. However, if there are no troops in hand, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. They might be able to secretly send King Ling'an away, but they can't protect Lidu Mansion. But the territory of a country should be fought over carefully. How can it be easily surrendered to others? The arrival of Yucheng's army was a variable, and Bingzhusi tried his best to protect them precisely because this was his biggest trump card.
The king should be escorted to the new capital by the army in a mighty manner, instead of being defeated in a hurry and losing his dignity.
In the secret letter Song Muchuan gave to "Yan", he asked for his help to make Wan Yanjun's doctor disappear temporarily. Nan Yi needs to wait for an opportunity to enter Wanyan Mansion in a grand manner.
But before that, Nan Yi had secretly used some tricks in order to make things smoother.
……
Wanyan Jun was very cautious and sent extra manpower to keep the mansion watertight. Any disturbance will not be let go.
But these days, there are always some strange movements in the house.
Sometimes a stone bounced in from nowhere and made a hole in the window paper. The guards immediately searched the whole house, but nothing was found. In the end, they could only catch a few lazy soldiers and drive them away. Got out.
Sometimes a paper kite falls from the sky, causing the guards to check inside and outside as if facing a formidable enemy. They are afraid that there is some news coming from above. They use all kinds of methods to check, but it turns out that it is just an ordinary paper kite.
Another day, suddenly the whole house was suffering from stomach upsets one after another. At first everyone thought it was a spy in the kitchen, but after further investigation, they found that it was just the kitchen that accidentally used rotten ingredients, which caused the stomach upset.
After going back and forth like this several times, Wanyan Jun was still very nervous at first, but every failure seemed to prove that the edict was false, and the unconfirmed things repeatedly tortured Wanyan Jun's spirit. Over and over again, he exhausted himself, and eventually he became a little tired.
At this time, Xu Keyue developed a high fever
Wanyan Jun's mansion originally had its own doctor, but unfortunately, the doctor broke his leg while riding a horse a few days ago. He did not dare to use people from Usha in the army, so he had to send someone to ask for a female doctor who was innocent and trustworthy in the city.
Bing Zhusi had already arranged the files in the medical clinic, so Nan Yi pretended to be a female doctor and was naturally admitted to Wanyan Mansion.
But stepping through that door is just the first step. As soon as he entered the courtyard, Nan Yi felt the strict and tense atmosphere. He could see a guard within three or five steps, fully armed and ready. This was already the result of Wanyan Mansion's laxity.
Really standing here, Nan Yi realized the gap between reality and plan. The huge sense of oppression in the enemy camp surrounded her all the time, and she had no way out and could only move forward bravely. Either die or succeed.
As for the new unfamiliar faces in the house, Wanyan Jun was somewhat wary.
Nan Yi was blindfolded in the courtyard, and a female servant led her around and around to the backyard.
After taking off the blindfold ribbon, Nan Yi saw clearly that this was a women's wing. The furnishings were a bit messy and it must have been searched. It must be Ling Fu Diji's room.
It was broad daylight, and a thick curtain hung in the room, making it airtight and only illuminated by candlelight.
Wanyan Jun stood in the room, looking at Nan Yi condescendingly with sharp eyes.
The female envoy pulled out a red thread from the tent and said, "Doctor, please take the emperor's pulse."
Nan Yi knew that this was a test. Whether she can gain Wanyan Jun's trust depends on her "medical skills".
Xu Keyue's sudden illness was actually arranged. Nan Yi tampered with the fruits and vegetables delivered every day and sprinkled some special medicinal powder on them. This medicine only affects women. After taking it, happy pulses will appear. pulse, accompanied by symptoms such as vomiting and high fever.
The purpose of forging the happy pulse was to make Wanyan Jun pay attention to Xu Keyue's body and temporarily relax his vigilance towards her.
Nan Yi knew nothing about medical skills, but she had already memorized the art of feeling the pulse by heart.
But she didn't know that the other end of the red thread was actually tied to a man's wrist.
Xie Queshan guessed that Song Muchuan might ask Nan Yi to carry out this mission, but he didn't know when she would come or how she would come. On the day she entered the mansion, Xie Queshan happened to be at Wanyan Jun's mansion.
Wanyan Jun suddenly thought of a way to ask Xie Queshan to help, and asked him to sit behind the tent, so as to test whether the new female doctor had real skills. If she was fishing in troubled waters, then her identity would be There will be problems.
Xie Queshan was also a little surprised, but Wanyan Jun had already thought about it and insisted on doing it. If he refused again, it would be suspicious, so he had to sit in the tent. He clearly heard Nan Yi's voice and saw the blurry figure sitting down in front of the case through the curtain.
He felt bad, but he couldn't warn him aloud.
Nan Yi held on to the thin red line, closed her eyes and pretended to feel the beating of the pulse. Of course, she couldn't feel anything, and it still made people feel a little chilly. After thinking for a moment, she decided to follow the instructions she had been taught. Song Muchuan said that after taking the medicine, when Hua Tuo came to take his pulse again, it would have to be a happy pulse.
After a long time, she opened her eyes skillfully and cleared her throat.
"Congratulations to Master Wanyan, this is a happy pulse!"
Wanyan Jun showed a surprised smile: "Really? Such a good thing, then I will be greatly rewarded!"
Nan Yi was about to answer when he noticed the gloomy look in Wanyan Jun's eyes, and there seemed to be footsteps approaching from outside. She secretly thought something was wrong, and sure enough, the next second, guards rushed into the room and surrounded Nan Yi.
Wanyan Jun suppressed his smile and shouted angrily: "Arrest her and torture her carefully to find out who sent her!"
Nan Yi's heart almost jumped into her throat - how could she be discovered so quickly? What exactly went wrong?
