Chapter 1045 General Guan’s little thoughts
"Mi Langjun said that the current turmoil among the Wei traitors and the discord between the emperor and his ministers is a good opportunity for separation, so he still plans to stay in Wei for future plans."
As soon as Feng Junhou heard the woman say this, he immediately became slightly angry:
"Nonsense! Cao Rui is dead, who else needs him to alienate? Cao Rui is patrolling east, and Sima Yi is leading his troops to retreat to Luoyang. At this time, Luoyang must be in chaos."
"If he took the opportunity to escape, others might not care or become suspicious. I didn't expect that he would waste a great opportunity."
Over the years, although Mi Zhao did not send out much information, the Han's detailed work was able to flourish in Luoyang, mostly thanks to the channels he established.
Cao Rui died earlier than in history, which had a lot to do with the various novelties Mi Zhao sent out through various channels.
Before the First Battle of Guanzhong, Cao Rui ordered Sima Yi to transport Chang'an bronze men and Chenglu Pan to Luoyang, which consumed Guanzhong's manpower and material resources in advance.
And Mi Zhao used the mouth of the goddess Cao Rui hidden in the palace to sow discord between Cao Rui and Sima Yi.
Cooperating with the Han Dynasty to exert clever external pressure, the Wei State was forced to have a secession crisis more than ten years in advance.
As a lurker, Mi Zhao has done a good enough job.
But…
“Too greedy!”
Feng Junhou said something unhappily again.
Judging from the current situation in Wei, unless Sima Yi is really upright and dares to put down his military power for the sake of the overall situation.
Otherwise, Wei will inevitably form two centers of power, Luoyang and Xuchang.
But can Sima Yi have such a pattern?
Even a complete Wei state could not stop the Han Dynasty.
Let alone the Wei State, which has lost half of its land and population and can only maintain superficial unity, but has actually been divided.
Moreover, as soon as Cao Rui died, the two lines of Princess Qinghe and Tiannu that Mi Zhao had been running lost their greatest role.
Therefore, it is no longer necessary for Mi Zhao to stay in Wei.
Feng Junhou took a few steps back and forth, then sat on a chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, and pondered for a long time.
Now there are many checkpoints on the border between Han and Wei. It would be too risky to send someone to notify Mi Zhao to escape from Wei immediately, and it would be self-defeating.
So we can only put this matter aside for the time being.
It's just that he didn't come back in person, but he took the risk of sending someone back just to deliver the news that Cao Rui was dead, which was a bit strange.
After all, the news of Cao Rui's death from illness must not be hidden from the world.
The news will be received later at most, so it is not too urgent.
Thinking of this, Feng Junhou looked at the woman who was still standing:
"If I remember correctly, I have never sent a woman to work as a craftsman in the Kingdom of Wei. What is your name? How did you get in touch with Mr. Mi Lang?"
Even though she had already made suspicions, the woman's eyes widened slightly when she heard Feng Junhou personally admit that Mi Shiyilang was sent by him.
Thinking of Mi Shiyilang’s methods and those things that even the Emperor of Wei had never seen before, it was possible that they were made by this person.
Not to mention Cao Rui, Sima Yi, Princess Qinghe and others, they were all manipulated by this person.
A sentence suddenly popped up in the woman's mind: The far-sighted and far-sighted King Feng Gui is indeed worthy of his reputation!
Before Wei Miao, he thought about whether he could try the method he used in Luoyang, but he felt the gaze of King Feng Gui as if he was actually looking into his heart.
The woman struggled a little and finally gave up the idea:
"Back to the king, I was originally a medicine boy named Wu Yi Gong, a disciple of Hua Shen Yi. She had followed Wu Yi Gong since she was a child, so she took the surname of Wu and was given the name Shaoyao."
“Later she lived in Shouchun and married a peasant woman. She used medicinal decoctions to treat illnesses in the countryside. Foolish men and women in the village thought they were gods, so she was summoned to the palace by the false emperor of Wei..."
Before she finished speaking, Feng Junhou interrupted her: "Are you the goddess who was supported by Cao Rui in the palace?"
The woman hesitated slightly, her expression a little unnatural: "Exactly."
In Cao Rui's case, there is no psychological burden at all when calling oneself a goddess.
But for some reason, she felt a little guilty in front of Feng Junhou, who was an authentic disciple of the mountain sect.
Feng Junhou touched his chin and looked up and down at the woman in front of him who seemed to be unable to tell her true age.
"Mi Langjun once sent back the news about you. I also asked other disciples of Hua Tuo's sect. There is indeed one disciple of Hua Tuo's sect named Wu Pu."
"But Hua Tuo has been dead for thirty years. If you were Wu Pu's medicine boy in those days, you would be over forty now. But from your appearance, I'm afraid you are not even thirty."
“From this point of view, how do I know that you are not trying to deceive me with something that is just like you deceived Cao Rui?”
The corners of the goddess’s eyes twitched slightly.
She suddenly felt that this man was a bit annoying.
There is no politeness at all, and he actually directly revealed his true age. Doesn’t he know what euphemism is?
“Back to the king, I see that I am indeed over forty years old, but because I take good care of my appearance, I look younger than my age.”
"Really forty?" Feng Junhou seemed to be interested immediately, "Then how do you take care of yourself on weekdays?"
The goddess was stunned: "Maintenance? What is nourishment?"
“How do you maintain your beauty?”
“When I was under the tutelage of Dr. Wu, I learned several prescriptions for beautifying the skin. If I do some physical exercises on a daily basis and combine them with Qi-guiding techniques, I can have a long-lasting beauty effect.”
When Feng Junhou heard this, he asked: "But Wuqinxi and Qiyeqingniansan?"
The goddess nodded: "Exactly."
Feng Junhou saw the other party admitting, but his face suddenly sank.
But when he saw him suddenly slapped the desk, he yelled:
"You're lying! Don't you know that I also have people from the Hua Tuo Clan under my command, and I often use Wu Qin Xi to exercise my body."
“It is possible to say that it can strengthen the body, but it is impossible to make people look younger!”
“It’s lacquer leaf green sticky powder. The Hua Tuo people only said it was good for health and longevity, but never said it could nourish the skin.”
Speaking of this, Feng Junhou stared at the other party closely:
“Who are you? You haven’t even been recruited from the truth!”
Then the goddess finally realized that it turned out that Feng Gui Wang had never believed in herself. He had been testing himself.
Just now, she was still looking kind and cheerful, but now she suddenly turned against her, which caught the goddess off guard.
Feng Langjun, who is charming with his clever words, really does not deceive me!
"Feng Junhou, please listen clearly. What I just said are several prescriptions, not just a lacquer leaf green sticky powder. These prescriptions can be taken internally or externally. They can be used both internally and externally to have miraculous effects."
Feng Junhou sneered:
"Li Dangzhi, Fan A, and Wu Pu are all the proud disciples of Hua Tuo. How can it be that Wu Pu knows about it, but Li Dangzhi and Fan A don't know?"
The goddess, who had always been calm and unhurried in front of Cao Rui, took a deep breath and tried to calm her tone:
"Your Majesty, what if there are some prescriptions that are not owned by Divine Doctor Hua?"
"What's the meaning?"
“Do you know Zuo Ci?”
This time it was Feng Junhou's turn to be surprised:
“You actually said you know Zuo Ci? Then it’s even more impossible for me to believe you.”
After coming to the Three Kingdoms for so many years, Feng Junhou has already integrated into this era.
Not to mention that he pretended to be a disciple from the very beginning.
Acting requires a complete performance. In order to act realistically, he has learned a lot about the legendary figures of this era.
Who is Zuo Ci?
That is a person who has been chatting and laughing with Cao Ren's wife for more than ten years. I heard that Cao Ren's wife even learned the art of Fangzhong from him.
In order to verify the sexual **** skills taught by Zuo Ci, Cao Ren's wife tried many palace maids, maids and even prostitutes, and heard that the results were good.
Looking at the fact that Cao Ren's wife had countless wives and concubines in her lifetime and gave birth to more than thirty children in total, most people in the world would rather believe that she had it than that she didn't have it.
But when Zuo Ci was active, the so-called goddess in front of her was probably not born yet.
By the time she grows up, Zuo Ci will have become an immortal long ago—if he had refined the Nine Turns Pill in Huoshan.
“Of course I don’t know Zuo Xianchang, but the prescription in my hand was passed down by Zuo Xianchang.”
"I do not believe!"
“Your Majesty!”
Seeing Feng’s appearance, the goddess finally couldn’t help but raise her voice:
“Medical engineer Wu is from Guangling, and Immortal Zuo is from Lujiang. The two places are not far apart. Medical engineer Wu has met Immortal Zuo before. Is this something unimaginable?”
“Not to mention the art of keeping one’s face, even if it’s the art of the room that Master Zuo has mastered, I’ve also dabbled in it.”
At this point, the goddess sneered again:
"Don't you think that I don't know that the secret fragrance that Mr. Mi Lang gave me is the medicine of tiger and wolf?"
"If I hadn't had some rudimentary skills, and Cao Rui's physical weakness, I'm afraid he would have died of Qi and Yang exhaustion before even using it a few times."
Ouch!
If you had said these things earlier, wouldn’t I have understood it earlier?
The secret medicine and incense made by Amei are used by the witch doctors and priests of the Yi tribe in Nanzhong, and Feng Junhou has experienced them personally.
Knowing that when used together, they can not only induce hallucinations, but also have a strong aphrodisiac effect.
He has been wondering because there was news early in the morning that Cao Rui's health had been in poor condition a few years ago.
But according to the news from Mi Zhao, Cao Rui actually likes to have parties with the goddess in front of him.
The amazing thing is that he was so indulgent that he didn't catch wind immediately.
It turned out that someone had nursed him back to health.
Feng Junhou touched his chin again:
"It's strange. You clearly knew that it was the medicine of tiger and wolf, and you also knew that Mi Langjun had bad intentions, but you didn't expose him. You gave Cao Rui medicine while helping him nurse himself back to health. Don't you think it's contradictory?"
"It's not a contradiction." Tiannu said angrily, "Because Cao Rui is lustful, very lustful! And at that time, he was often in a bad mood and needed some strong stimulation to relax his mood."
Speaking of this, the goddess glanced at Feng Junhou.
Cao Rui's bad mood was often caused by Ghost King Feng.
She even heard Cao Rui talking in his sleep several times and wanted to kill Feng thief...
This shows how hateful some people are.
"So I need those secret medicines to tie up Cao Rui, but I can't let him get into trouble because of using those medicines, otherwise I won't be able to escape the involvement."
“Besides, at that time, Da Han and I each had our own needs, so it was naturally impossible for us to act completely according to Da Han’s wishes.”
This explanation is quite reasonable.
Feng Junhou asked again: "But, why are you willing to give up your position in Wei and come to the Han Dynasty?"
"If I don't run away, I may have to accompany Cao Rui to the yellow soil! In the past two years, Cao Rui has asked me to treat him several times, but I have always been fooled."
"He is seriously ill this time. If I shirk it again, he will definitely become suspicious. This person is the most impatient. Once he senses something is wrong, my life will be in danger."
“I managed to enter the palace to enjoy the wealth and honor in the world, not to risk my life.”
Feng Junhou laughed: "You are honest."
The goddess said calmly: "I don't dare to deceive anything in front of the king."
“I don’t have the wealth and honor you want here.”
"It doesn't matter, I heard that if you have a certain skill in the king's place, even a woman can have a place. I am not talented, but I think I still have some experience in medical skills."
Looking at the woman opposite, Feng Junhou raised his eyebrows slightly.
The confidence and independence in the other party may be very common among women in Hanzhong.
In Yuexi, Liangzhou and other places, more and more women have this trait.
But this was driven by the prosperity of the textile industry in the Han Dynasty.
Because women enter textile workshops and have their own economic power.
The economic base determines the superstructure. This sentence applies to the entire human society—not only reflected in the country, but also reflected in the status of the family.
Except some people who are hard-pressed to eat soft food.
But this goddess is not the same type of person as those women, so it is a bit interesting that she also has this quality.
Thinking of this, Feng Junhou smiled slightly:
"It's good that you have this idea. Now I really hope that everything you say is true."
"You escaped from Luoyang, and you must have been tired on the way. I'll have someone take you down to rest first, and someone will arrange your whereabouts later."
Wu Shaoyao collected her coat: "Thank you, sir."
General Guan, who had been guarding the door, looked at Wu Shaoyao's leaving figure and walked to Feng Junhou thoughtfully:
“Alang, how credible do you think this woman’s words are?”
"Most of it should be true." Feng Junhou looked at General Guan, "At least what she said is consistent with the situation we have."
“And medical skills can’t be learned in just a few days. It requires hard work.”
“Not to mention that the medical skills she learned are still from the lineage of Hua Tuo. If we can’t verify it, why can’t Fan A and Li Dangzhi also see it?”
"So if she was a spy sent by Wei State, she would never choose this identity to lurk."
After hearing what Feng Junhou said, General Guan nodded slowly, and then asked:
“Then what are Alang going to do with her?”
“Let’s put her in the Female Guard Camp first. If her medical skills are indeed up to standard and she can pass the review of the Dark Night Camp, she will be allowed to stay in the Female Guard Camp in the future.”
“There should have been full-time female medical workers at the Women’s Health Camp, otherwise some things would be inconvenient.”
It is not that there are no female medical workers in Nanxiang Medical College, but most of them are in the field of maternal and child health care, and there are very few in the field of surgery.
If the arrival of Wu Shaoyao can fill this gap, it will be a good choice.
“Okay, then I’ll make arrangements myself.”
General Guan nodded.
The female guard camp is responsible for protecting the female family members of the house. From this point of view, no one can be too cautious.
Feng Junhou has no doubt about him:
“Thank you for your hard work.”
Wu Shaoyao, who had just settled down, couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the small room that was simply divided into an outer room and an inner room.
No matter who is forced to escape from the magnificent palace and is reduced to living in such a cramped place, there will be a psychological gap.
It’s just that in front of authentic disciples like Feng Junhou, my own meager skills can’t stand on the stage at all.
Wanting to find a real foothold here is not as easy as it sounds!
Just when Wu Shaoyao was feeling a little worried about his future, suddenly there was a knock on the door.
She quickly put her thoughts back, looked at the door intently, and found a tall and elegant young general standing there.
“It turns out to be General Guan, but what are your orders?”
This person is a close confidant of Feng Junhou and cannot be neglected.
General Guan nodded slightly and walked in slowly.
Wu Shaoyao was startled.
Then General Guan’s next move made her eyes suddenly widen.
But when General Guan turned around and closed the door, the room suddenly became dark.
“Guan...General Guan, what does this mean?”
Wu Shaoyao's voice was trembling, whether it was excitement or nervousness.
Is it so exciting?
General Guan looks unparalleled in his handsome appearance, but he didn’t expect that he would be so good at this?
I had just left Feng Junhou, but the other party couldn't wait for a moment and followed him impatiently.
Just now I was thinking about how to establish myself here, has the opportunity come now?
Although General Guan couldn't see the expression on General Guan's face clearly, Wu Shaoyao's breathing began to get heavier as he watched the other party approaching, and his heart became extremely complicated: Should I pretend to resist?
Suddenly, General Guan stopped in front of her and asked in a cold voice:
“You just said in front of the king that you have the ability to maintain your appearance, is that true?”
"ah?"
Wu Shaoyao raised his head and didn't come back to his senses for a while, that's it?
General Guan waited for a long time, but did not hear the other party's answer. He was a little impatient and said in a more serious tone: "Answer me, are you telling the truth?"
"Yes, it is."
“Hand it over!”
"ah?"
“There are also Fangzhongshu, the special body-building skills in Fangzhong, hand them over.”
"ah?!"
It turns out that he is a young but not showy guy, a showy but not real guy!
What a pity for such a good skin.
(End of this chapter)