Farmer of Shu Han

"In the past, Taifu Jia once said to Emperor Xiaowen: throwing rats is not a weapon. Emperor Xiaowen accepts it. It is because the later ministers are guilty. They all commit suicide and are not punished."

When Han Long said this, he stood up and bowed to Feng Yong, "Han Qiu, although he has his own way of death, he can be regarded as the descendant of the Marquis of Huaiyin."

"The status of a monarch is precious. If you let him die at the hands of soldiers, it will be detrimental to your dignity. A certain boldly begged the monarch, let him commit suicide, and took his corpse, which can be regarded as a fulfillment of the friendship of the same surname."

Hearing this, Feng Yong had a look of embarrassment on his face.

Damn, how did I think it would be so cheap for that old boy? I was thinking of letting him go to Nanxiang to mine...

It's just that a great man like Han Long always needs an extra layer of security to follow him.

Compared with the safety of my own life, it is nothing to lose one breath.

So take it as a way to give him face.

Alas, just doing this is equivalent to losing at least one hundred coins.

Feng Junhou sighed in his heart, but he had no choice but to nod, "I didn't intend to let the soldiers kill him. Since Han Zhuangshi opened his mouth, I will allow him to kill himself."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Feng Yong waved his hand, "This man was captured by Han Zhuangshi. Since Han Zhuangshi has opened his mouth, I will naturally give him face."

After talking with Han Long and personally sending him out, Feng Yong had someone call Huo Yi again.

Huo Yi got the order, and after entering the tent, before he could speak, Feng Yong asked quietly: "General Huo, you have been in the palace for a long time, and you are familiar with the rules."

"Do you know if I let someone commit suicide, what should I prepare for the other party according to the etiquette?"

Huo Yi was startled, and thought to himself, who offended the prince again?

But he thought so in his heart, but he replied in his mouth: "Going back to Junhou, all you need to do is prepare a plate of clear water and a long sword."

Feng Yong nodded, "Since that's the case, let someone prepare water and a long sword and send them to the bandit chief Han Qiu."

Huo Yi took the order.

Unexpectedly, after a while, he entered the tent again, "Your Majesty, the thief chief said he wanted to see you."

"What's there to see?" Feng Yong was a little impatient, and was about to say no, but suddenly remembered something, so he changed his words, "Well, it's good to see you."

Han Qiu was quickly brought in.

Seeing the other party's calm and well-dressed appearance, he remembered the thrills he encountered today.

Feng Yong couldn't help but said: "When the master invited me before the battle, did you ever think that this would happen?"

Han Qiu smiled indifferently: "I just want to learn from the art of war of my ancestors, but the king uses his troops like a god, defeating me with the art of war passed down by our ancestors, he is still complacent, isn't it also a pleasure?"

I am pleased with your mother!

Feng Yong said angrily: "Jun Wu'an's art of war was taught by Lord Wu'an, when did it become the one taught by the Marquis of Huaiyin?"

This old guy talks about ancestors on the left and art of war on the right, which is really annoying.

Han Qiu suddenly said, "So, does Junhou really know the "Wu'an Jun Art of War"?"

Feng Yong almost bit his tongue.

I'm throwing Leilou a wow!

"I didn't, I don't know, you don't have to talk nonsense!"

Feng Yong quickly denied it.

Huo Yi backed out quietly.

Seeing that there was no one else in the tent, Han Qiu found a place to sit down on his own, "Your Majesty, there are no outsiders here. Besides, I'm just a dying person."

"Even if this is related to your teacher's secret, as long as it is out of this tent, no one will know what you said, so what if you tell me honestly?"

Feng Yong remained unmoved, "I said, no."

Han Qiu didn't care either, he said slowly, "Forget it, since the Lord is unwilling to tell the truth to someone, how about we change the method?"

"What?"

Although subconsciously he didn't want to talk to this old guy, but there was one thing stuck in Feng Yong's heart, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't ask clearly.

So I had no choice but to continue making false claims with this old boy.

"As long as Junhou is willing to solve my doubts for me, I will tell Junhou about it. This matter is related to Liangzhou. After Junhou knows about it, he may not be able to do anything to Liangzhou."

When Feng Yong heard this, his heart skipped a beat, "Really?"

Han Qiu smiled slightly, "Although the Lord and Marquis are good at deploying troops, Cao Wei is powerful, and it will take a lot of effort to take down Liangzhou, right? But if you get the news from me, at least you can be more confident."

Feng Yong is a good deal with no loss, since you are going to die anyway.

Pretending to ponder for a while, Feng Yong asked again worriedly, "How do I know whether what you said is true or not?"

"That depends on how you measure it. Anyway, I am a mortal person, and my life is in the hands of the monarch. What I want is just to know the truth before I die."

"So whether you say it or not, it doesn't actually have any effect on Junhou. But Junhou is different. If you can use this to plot Liangzhou, it will take a lot of advantage."

Han Qiu seemed to be sure that Feng Yonghui would agree to his conditions, and he was not in a hurry.

Sure enough, Feng Yong just thought about it for a moment, and immediately nodded, "Success. But I also have some questions to ask you."

"A word from a gentleman."

"A four-horse horse is hard to follow."

"Well, the first question I ask is, in the military information that Daxia County sent to Junhou, it clearly stated that it will arrive tomorrow, why did it arrive earlier?"

Hearing this, Feng Yong had a strange smile on his face: "Sir, did you intercept the official document halfway?"

In the communications between Daxia County and Feng Yong, at least three batches of messengers will be sent each time, just to prevent any accidents that lead to disconnection.

In the last military report sent by Ju Fu, only two of the three messengers arrived. Although it is not known whether one of them got lost or something happened, Feng Yong naturally had to prepare for the worst.

Han Qiu nodded, and said with some doubts: "That's right. What's more, how could Daxia City know that the Junhou is in danger, so it mobilized so many troops to meet the Junhou?"

This time it was Feng Yong's turn to be slow, and he could only hear him say leisurely: "What Mr. saw was arriving tomorrow, but what I saw was arriving before sunset today."

"As for them mobilizing so many troops, it's my intention. It was originally just in case."

"But," said Feng Yong, with a wider smile on his face. "Originally, I wanted to catch a few gazelles, but I didn't expect to hit a wolf by mistake."

When Han Qiu heard this, his expression changed, and he lost his voice: "Yin Shu?"

Feng Yong nodded, "That's right, it's Yinshu."

The so-called Yinshu is a method of secrecy developed from Yinfu.

Yin Fu was invented by Jiang Taigong. At first, bamboo chips were used, and later wood chips, copper chips, etc. were used.

The method is to cut the bamboo slices into different lengths, and make an agreement with the general before the battle. Different lengths represent different contents.

For example, one inch means great victory, five inches means lack of food, etc.

It's just that this method can convey too little meaning.

The further the war progresses, the less effective this method will be.

Therefore, another more sophisticated method has been developed from the secret method of Yinfu, which is Yinshu.

Yinshu is to divide an official document into several parts, and then send several people to send out.

Unless the enemy can intercept all the messengers at the same time, the complete content will not be known at all.

This method is the primary way in which classified military information is passed on today.

However, as an illegal traverser, Feng Tubie proudly expressed that this method was too low-level.

What if the other party really caught all the messengers?

More importantly, even if the other party did not intercept all the messengers, but only intercepted part of them, then the destination also did not know what information was sent back from the front line.

"Impossible. I see that the exchanges between the two places are complete official documents, not dark documents."

Han Qiu raised his voice, and he was no longer as calm as when he first entered the account.

If what Feng Yong said is true, it means that he fell into the opponent's design from the very beginning, rather than falling short at the last moment.

Originally thought that he was just unlucky, but now he was suddenly told by the other party that he had lost from the beginning.

This made it extremely difficult for Han Chou, who claimed to be a master of scheming, to accept it.

"It's a complete official document. The three messengers all carried the same official document, and there is nothing missing."

Feng Yong smiled slightly, "It's just that the meaning of the official document seen by outsiders is completely different from the meaning I see."

"Otherwise, Mr. Han thought, why would I let the soldiers rest for half a day after being harassed by the wolves?"

Although at the beginning, I felt that the wolves had found a dead body pit somewhere.

But when people went to search outside the camp the next day, it was obvious that nothing was messed up.

That's why the behavior of the wolves seemed a little weird, coupled with the bloody smell of unknown origin, maybe someone deliberately attracted it.

As a soil turtle who cherishes his life very much, combined with the military information sent by Chen Shi, he reminded him that there may be routs nearby.

Feng Junhou ordered Jufu to immediately lead the people back to sweep them up on the spot. All the plots and schemes are scum in the face of powerful strength!

Unexpectedly, Han Qiu misunderstood: "Isn't the lord waiting for me?"

This time it's Feng Yong's turn to be surprised, you already know I'm waiting for you, how dare you bump into me?

Brain sick?

But thinking of the dark letter he mentioned just now, Feng Yong suddenly said, "Sir, do you want to capture my camp before the reinforcements from Daxia County arrive?"

Han Qiu still had a lonely expression on his face, "It's a pity that I didn't expect that Junhou would have set a trap long ago."

"From my point of view, the official document is about the current affairs of the Junhou and Daxia County. How could it be a dark one?"

This question scratched Feng Yong's itch.

"Sir, do you remember my reply to Mr.?"

"Naturally I remember. On that reply, there was a character I had never seen before, presumably it was an ancient character unique to Junhou Shimen?"

Naturally, the teacher's school should be, but in ancient times, it may not be so, and the future will be similar.

But that's beside the point.

Feng Yong nodded and said, "Aside from those other words, I still have a symbol, which must have been seen by Mr. in the intercepted official documents."

Han Qiu turned pale with shock, "Your Majesty actually used an original script to deliver official documents?"

It was precisely when he saw the unique symbols on the official documents that he guessed that these were Feng Yong's unique symbols, but he did not expect that these symbols were also a kind of writing.

What kind of ancient inheritance does Feng Yong's master have?

"Even if it doesn't hit, it's not far away."

Feng Yong was triumphant.

How can something like a codebook be understood by you natives?

A normal official document actually needs to be deciphered before it can be interpreted correctly.

The easiest way is to add an Arabic...well, Feng's number at the end of each page.

If it says "2", it means that it should be read every other word.

If it says "23", it means that two characters are separated first, and then three characters are skipped, and so on.

Now that Nanxiang arithmetic has not been popularized, this method is secret enough.

Because you don't even know Feng's number, and you still want to decipher it?

However, in order to transmit important information more confidentially during wartime, Feng Yong simply created a code book.

For example, the staff group headed by Zhang Muzhi is responsible for deciphering codes and converting ciphertexts for a considerable part of their tasks.

How to compare the codebook, only the students who come out of the school know what is going on.

It takes a lot of thought to convert the ciphertext that needs to be transmitted into an official document with another meaning, and at the same time not make others doubt it.

This is why only the best students in the school are eligible to enter the staff.

So in the official document that Han Qiu saw, although it said that Daxia County would come to meet tomorrow, in fact, they would arrive at sunset today.

Hearing Feng Yong's explanation, Han Qiu looked at a loss.

Because he couldn't understand it at all.

I don't know what Feng's number is, what is a cipher book, and I don't know what a conversion cipher is.

The only thing he can know is that these methods are all improvements of Yin Shu.

"It's not unfair to lose." Han Chou finally sighed, "It's hard for the world to predict the schemes of kings and marquises."

Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something again, and his eyes burst into light, "This kind of indisputable ghost book is unheard of in the world. It seems that it is recorded in "Wu An Jun Art of War"?"

I lost it!

Feng Junhou, who was finally able to act aggressive in front of Han Qiu, choked on the spot.

This old guy, when he is about to die, he still remembers his ancestors' art of war?

It's just that Feng Yong thought that he still had something to ask him. Seeing the old man's appearance, it was obvious that the fabricated art of war was more important than his life.

It is estimated that he must have cleared his mind before he died, otherwise it would be difficult to ask him later.

Forget it, just be a good person.

Thinking of this, Feng Yong nodded: "That's right, but I improved it a bit and added unique symbols."

Sure enough, Han Qiu took the table and exclaimed, "So that's how it is."

Then he sighed again: "I just wish I could hear the magic of "Wu An Jun Art of War"."

Enough is enough, old man!

Don't push yourself too far, I have tolerated you for a long time!

Feng Yong took a deep breath: "If you are prepared, you will be lazy; if you are familiar with it, you will not doubt it. Yin and yang..., um, yin, yin, yin and yang restrain each other and give birth to each other!"

Han Qiu burst into glory all of a sudden, and cheered: "I know, the phrase 'yin and yang mutually restrain and mutually produce'."

"This sentence is exactly what Xirong Qushuai in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" didn't understand about "Wu'an Jun's Art of War", so he forced Mrs. Huang to question."

I return Ouyang Feng!

Feng Yong wiped off his cold sweat, and thought to himself that fortunately, I have learned thirty-six tricks, so I can barely read half a sentence.

As for the second half of the sentence, when watching TV, Huang Rong was extremely impressed by Ouyang Feng's fooling around.

"It turns out that "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has omitted the most important sentence."

Han Qiu murmured and repeated, nodding repeatedly, "That's right, that's right! It's a common official document, but it contains military information that outsiders don't know about."

"If it's common, don't doubt it. If it's common, don't doubt it. It's really wonderful for a gentleman to hide his intentions with common things!"

After speaking, he looked at Feng Yong with admiration.

Feng Tubie was afraid that he would continue to ask, so he quickly said: "Mr. Han, if you have any doubts, maybe you can tell me what you want to tell me about Liangzhou?"