Chapter 9 Secret War (Part 2) There was also a 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 the store. All the key positions in the yard were located, and the hand crossbows made of pure steel glowed with cold stars in the moonlight. The only person without a weapon was the chef who was usually in charge of cooking donkey meat in the backyard. He picked up a glazed lamp full of grease and slowly swung it at an old elm tree not far away. The dim light was illuminated by the light. The special cover on the outside blocked it, and it flickered on and off, and it looked so strange. Soon, in another attic behind the old elm tree, lights began to flicker, on and off, on and off. It flickers on and off, like a star blinking in its eyes. "Nonsense, come with me." The chef blew out the glass lamp, and then whispered in an unquestionable tone. "Yes." Deputy Wanhu Boyan, who usually wanted to walk sideways in the capital city, suddenly turned into a rogue urchin who had just been in trouble. He cautiously raised his hand and chased after him with a smile on his face. The two walked in tandem through the kitchen, stables, pig pens, vegetable gardens, and some deliberately made twists and turns. After a lot of effort, they arrived at a small house that looked like a Buddhist temple deep in the chicken feather shop. In front of him, the chef twisted his fat butt and quickly got in. Then he turned around and pulled Boyan in. "Bang." The iron-clad door quickly closed, separating the inside and outside of the Buddhist hall into a completely no-communication zone. Two worlds. There are several whale oil lamps burning in the Buddhist hall, illuminating the images of the heavenly kings on the four walls. Directly opposite the door, there is a Maitreya statue with a fat belly, smiling at the vicissitudes of the world. The fat chef first took out a pen and paper, quickly spread it out on the incense table, then raised his hand to wipe the oily flowers on his face, and asked seriously, "Master Huanzhu, what is the third rule of the Military Intelligence Office? Are you "I still remember it clearly." "Sir, of course I remember it," Boyan immediately stood up straight and explained eagerly, "but I need to record the third action provision." He raised his eyes and ordered in a low voice, "According to regulations, after the record is recorded, it will be shown to you and signed." "Yes, report to Assistant Manager Lu, the third action rule of the Military Intelligence Department is that deep lurker personnel are not allowed to take the initiative to make reverse contact." Boyan His face turned red after being scolded, and he saluted the Huaiyang military salute in a dignified manner, and then quickly added, "But the supplementary regulations conveyed last year stated that if one of the three special circumstances in the prediction occurs, it can be handled as an emergency. , Be sure to send the news back to the Eagle's Nest as soon as possible. ""What, it's really been said by the adults." Fat Chef Lu Wen trembled, and the ink wiped out a huge ball on the white paper. "Oh my God, how is this possible?" "I even thought it was impossible, but my lord, I guessed it right." This time, Boyan finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe a few on his face, and added eagerly , "Prince Aiyou Shilitara has indeed colluded with his mother to force Tuohuan Timur to abdicate. All the ministers of civil and military affairs who are close to Hama, or who have offended the prince in recent years, are being purged. "Oh my God." The fat cook Lu Wen put down his pen and put his head in his hands, "It's exactly as you guessed. You actually saw today a year and a half ago." Who says it's not the case? After Beizhi got the exact information, he was scared to death." Boyan nodded, extremely impressed. 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. Tamerlane's only son, Tuohuan Timur, has recently been gradually delegating power and allowing the prince to participate in the handling of government affairs. Unless the sun rises from the west, after the death of Tuohuan Timur, Aiyu Shilitra's accession to the throne is a certainty. There is no need to take the risk of failure and being deposed in order to ascend to 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. As one of Tuohuan Timur's enemies, if he It's strange that he can still keep his composure. "When I lectured on the special class in the martial arts hall, the chief manager also mentioned these three things." Chef Lu Wen was thinking about another thing. He raised his hand and wiped it on his forehead and temples. However, the more you wipe it, the more oil droplets appear in those places. "He 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 can be so fast. God! "Most of our Huai'an army is in Ba Fujian right now." "So Beizhi proposed to Aiyou Shilitara today to ask him to take the initiative to ask for help from Huaiyang along the coast, and then we can transfer it from Dengzhou. Come here and take the opportunity to capture Dadu." Boyan gritted his teeth and his eye circles slowly began to grow.?. The Hunjun father and his son caused his adopted father to die without a burial place. The Hunjun father and his son must receive retribution. As for who the officials of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty would recommend to the throne after the death of the Hunjun father and his son, and what kind of chaos there would be north of the Yellow River, he had no idea. I haven¡¯t thought about it, and I¡¯m not in the mood to think about it. "Did Aiyou Shili Tara agree? He can't be so stupid, right? Even if he is stupid, how could all his subordinates be stupid?" The fat cook Lu Wen was startled again. He grabbed Boyan's arm 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 Ask the Huai'an Army to help provide some firearms. " "He still wants firearms. What price is he prepared to pay?" Lu Wen suppressed the excitement in his heart 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. However, Beizhi did not continue to listen to the specific cost. Beizhi felt that it was best to find a way to persuade him to take the initiative. Ask Huaiyang to send troops. " Regarding the fact that he was repulsed by Aiyou Shilida La, he did not take the initiative to report. Firstly, he felt that the matter had nothing to do with his mission. Secondly, he was afraid that reporting too many details would affect Huaiyang. Yangda General Manager's determination 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 slow breaths and ordered very calmly, "Stop trying to convince him, it's successful." The possibility is too low. The counselors around him are not that stupid. If you take the risk once in a while today, they will think you are reckless. If you insist on asking the Huai'an army to mobilize reinforcements again and again, you will be punished. I suspect there is an ulterior motive." "This?" Boyan was poured a lot of cold water on him, and he responded reluctantly, "How is this possible? Well, I just obey my orders." "I know how anxious you are to get revenge. However, your life is far more valuable than Tuohuan Timur and his son, at least, in the eyes of the chief executive, it is not worth sacrificing yourself just to take revenge a few days ago." Lu Wen raised his head and looked at him. After a few glances, continue to slowly adjust your 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 stay calm and not act impulsively. What is that called, amateur? Yes, amateur. Manager Zhu gave it to the backbones. When doing secret training, this word is often emphasized.