Jade Without Fragrance

   Chapter 284 Adventure

  Since it was something that Prince Jing wanted to do, Cheng Maoming had nothing to hesitate. After all, Prince Jing brought him only benefits, and he never cheated on him.

After saying goodbye to Lin Hao, Cheng Maoming went directly to the place where Mr. Fox was imprisoned.

  Different from those suspects who were in Jinlinwei Prison, where life was worse than death, Mr. Hu lived in a similar room to an ordinary guest room, except that there were no sharp objects that could injure oneself, and it was impossible to escape.

   Hearing the door opening, Mr. Fox, who was dozing with his eyes closed, looked over.

  Cheng Maoming strode in, with a smile on his face: "How is Mr. Fox recently?"

   "I can't die." Despite saying that, Mr. Fox had some expectations in his heart.

   A person has been locked up for a long time, and even the most disgusting person can be seen in front of him.

   "Mr. Fox is healthy, I'm relieved." Cheng Maoming laughed.

   Mr. Fox's expression was indifferent: "The commander-in-chief is here, do you want to let me out?"

   "Hehe, Mr. Fox is joking, it's not something Cheng can decide to let go of you." Cheng Maoming didn't give a shit, and unfolded the portrait in front of Mr. Fox, "Look Mr. Fox, can you make a mask based on this portrait?"

   Mr. Fox glanced at random, and raised his eyebrows with a half-smiling smile: "It turns out that the Grand Governor is always going to the Three Treasures Hall."

  Cheng Maoming laughed dryly: "Isn't this because Mr. Fox is talented?"

   In terms of face, he can get to this position without losing anyone.

   "With just one portrait, I don't have the ability."

  Cheng Maoming certainly won't give up just because of a refusal, this is obviously to benefit from him.

   "Cough, I don't think Mr. Fox looks good. Maybe it's because he's been stuck in the house for too long. Going out for a walk and basking in the sun will make you feel better."

  Mr. Fox wanted to take Joe, but he also understood his status as a prisoner, so he accepted it as soon as he saw it.

   "Then ask Mr. Fox." Cheng Maoming bowed his hands and gave Mr. Foot Fox dignity.

   Five days later, Cheng Maoming came to Mr. Fox again and got a mask and a small porcelain bottle.

"Drop three drops of the liquid medicine into the hot water, soak the mask softly and put it on the face, don't touch it before it is dry. If you want to take off the mask later, put three drops of the liquid medicine in the hot water. , apply a compress when your face is submerged..." Mr. Hu pointed out how to use it.

  Cheng Maoming's face was a little weird: "It didn't seem like it was so troublesome to take off Mr. Fox's mask."

   After a moment of silence, Mr. Fox asked angrily, "Do you know how painful it is!"

   He was in a coma and didn't feel it, and his face hurt for a long time after waking up!

  Cheng Maoming smiled and hurriedly left.

  Lin Hao was anxiously waiting for the reply, and finally got Cheng Maoming's appointment.

   The place where the two met was still the restaurant.

  The teahouse is near the Jinlinwei Yamen. It can be said that it is controlled by Jinlinwei, so it is not afraid of spreading the word.

   "This is the mask the prince wants." Cheng Maoming handed over the box with the mask.

  Lin Hao opened it to check it out, and then he was relieved and sighed: "Mr. Fox is really amazing."

   "If the prince is in a hurry, it is best to expeditiously deliver it through the inn."

  The information transmitted by the post station is divided into priorities. The transmission of particularly urgent news can be done hundreds of miles a day. There is a poem saying: One post goes after another, and the post rides like a shooting star.

  The official post was responsible for the delivery of official duties, and the letter Lin Hao received was taken along with it when he delivered the battle report from the north.

   "The Governor is right."

   Seeing what Lin Hao said, Cheng Maoming took the initiative and said, "If Miss Lin is at ease, let me handle it."

  The station is in charge of the Ministry of War and Qingli. As Cheng Maoming, it is a matter of saying hello.

   "Then I would like to thank the Great Governor."

  The General's Mansion or the Prince's Mansion can of course send the letter, but it is not a personal matter.

   "Do you have a letter for Miss Lin to send along the way?"

   "Yes." Lin Hao was not polite, and drew a thick letter from his sleeve.

The    letter was written long ago, and it was only thicker than Qi Shuo's letter.

   Cheng Maoming took the letter, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

   Enough of these two!

  The post soldiers took the box with the mask and the letter and set out from the capital, one after another, and delivered the things to Qi Shuo in a few days.

   It was already February, and the greenery in the capital city was already green, but the northern area was still covered in silver and snow was blowing.

   Qi Shuo rubbed his stiff fingertips, carefully opened the letter, and read it over and over again.

   King Jing walked in from the outside with a cold air, and couldn't help but smile when he saw his son's raised mouth: "Has the girl from the Lin family sent you a letter?"

   "Well." Before King Jing came over, Qi Shuo put the letter in his pocket.

  King Jing rolled his eyes silently and remembered: "Isn't this letter sent with the previous batch?"

   "The target horse is expedited."

   King Jing's face sank when he heard this: "Nonsense!"

   In such a tight time, how can the family letter be expedited? If you really think about it, you will lose your head.

   "It's business."

   King Jing sat down and took a sip of hot tea to dispel the cold: "What's the matter?"

  Qi Shuo put one hand on the box containing the mask, and only then did he tell the plan that he had been thinking about for many days.

   King Jing's buttocks bounced again before he could get hot, and pointed at Qi Shuo, his face turned black: "You're going to die? You're going to sneak into the enemy camp as Wuye's nephew!"

   Wuye is the general who led the troops to face the Zhou army, and is also the younger brother of the King of Qi. His nephew's name was Yuli. Although he was only in his twenties, he was very cruel when fighting. He was already famous on Da Zhou's side.

Facing King Jing's nervousness, Qi Shuo was very calm: "These days, my son has been inquiring and observing in many ways, Wu Li is a man who doesn't talk much, it's not easy to be exposed by pretending to be him, and it's very convenient to approach Wu Ye as him, and it's the most convenient way to get close to Wu Ye. The right person."

King Jing was not persuaded: "It's not easy to expose? It's not that you don't know, Shuo'er, although these people from Qi speak the same language as us, but their nobles have their own language, no matter how few words, they won't be dumb, just open their mouths. If you don't, you will show your feet!"

   "The Qi language... my son can speak it."

   "I'll just say—" King Jing suddenly reacted, his voice changed, "Can you say it?"

   "Well, I used to learn when I was bored."

   King Jing was surprised, but knowing that the eldest son was intelligent since childhood, he accepted it: "Even if he can speak, the accent is different."

   "My son has been imitating and practicing since he heard the voice of Li Li, and now he can speak an eight-point image. At that time, he should be able to cover up the past with the excuse of catching a cold."

   "You have thought it through, but Na Li is living in the Qi army, how can you fake it?"

   "My son has a plan..."

   King Jing listened silently, his expression constantly changing.

   "Father, Da Zhou sent a heavy army to the north in a one-on-three manner. If this is the case, we can only resist it. Once the war drags on for a long time and we cannot supply food and grass, we will have no hope..."

   King Jing gritted his teeth and finally nodded.

   (end of this chapter)