Chapter 715 When true becomes false, false becomes true
"In the past, Taifu Jia once said to Emperor Xiaowen: If you surrender to a rat, avoid the weapon. Emperor Xiaowen accepted it, and the later ministers were guilty and committed suicide without being punished."
When Han Long said this, he stood up and saluted Feng Yong, "Although Han Qiu has his own way to die, he can be regarded as the queen of Huaiyin."
"The status of a prince is precious, and it would be disrespectful to let him die at the hands of soldiers. If someone dares to ask the prince to kill himself and kill his body, it can be regarded as fulfilling the friendship of the same surname."
Feng Yong had a look of embarrassment on his face after hearing this.
Damn it, how could I have thought that this old boy would be so cheap? I was originally thinking of letting him go to Nanxiang to mine...
It’s just that when a talented person like Han Long follows him, he always needs an extra layer of security.
Compared with the safety of your own life, it doesn’t matter if you take one less breath.
So just think of it as giving him face.
Sigh, just doing this is equivalent to losing at least a hundred yuan.
Feng Junhou sighed in his heart, but had to nod, "I didn't let the soldiers kill him in the first place. Now that Han Zhuangshi has spoken, I will allow him to commit suicide."
“Thank you so much, Your Majesty.”
Feng Yong waved his hand, "This person was captured by Han Zhuangshi. Since Han Zhuangshi has spoken, I naturally want to give him face."
After talking to Han Long and sending him out personally, Feng Yong asked someone to call Huo Yi.
After Huo Yi received the order, before he could say anything, Feng Yong quietly asked: "General Huo, you have been in the palace for a long time and are familiar with the rules."
“Do you know what etiquette requires me to prepare for someone if I ask someone to commit suicide?”
Huo Yi was startled and thought, who has offended the king again?
But with this thought in his mind, he replied: "When I return to the throne, I only need to prepare a plate of water and a long sword."
Feng Yong nodded, "In that case, let someone prepare water and a long sword to send to Han Qiu, the leader of the thieves."
Huo Yi took the order.
Unexpectedly, after a while, he entered the tent again and said, "Your Majesty, the leader of the thieves said he wants to see you."
"Is there anything good 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 would be nice to see him once."
Han Qiu was quickly brought in.
Seeing the other person's calm expression and neatly dressed appearance, he then thought of the thrill he encountered today.
Feng Yong couldn't help but say: "When Mr. invited me before the battle, did he ever think that this time would happen?"
Han Qiu smiled calmly: "I just want to borrow my ancestors' art of war to get a glimpse of it. However, the king used his troops like a **** and defeated me with the art of war passed down by his ancestors. Isn't that why he is so proud of himself?"
I love you, my mother!
Feng Yong said angrily: "Wu An Jun's art of war was passed down by Wu An Jun. When did it become Huaiyin Hou's?"
This old guy talks about his ancestors on the one hand and the art of war on the other. He is really irritating.
Han Qiu suddenly said: "So, do you really know "Wu'an Jun's Art of War"?"
Feng Yong almost bit his tongue.
I am Diuleilou!
“I didn’t, I don’t know, don’t talk nonsense!”
Feng Yong quickly denied it.
Huo Yi quietly retreated.
Seeing that there was no one else in the tent, Han Qiu looked for a place to sit down and said, "Your Majesty, there are no outsiders here. Besides, I am just a dying man."
“Even if this is related to your master’s secret, no one will know what you said as long as you leave this tent, so what if you just tell me honestly?”
Feng Yong was not moved at all, "I said, no."
Han Qiu didn't care. He said slowly: "Well, since the prince is unwilling to tell the truth to someone, how about we change the way?"
"What?"
Although subconsciously he didn't want to talk to this old guy, there was one thing that stuck in Feng Yong's heart, and he felt uncomfortable unless he asked clearly.
So I can only continue to make excuses with this old boy.
"As long as you are willing to help me solve my doubts, I will inform you about the matter. This matter is related to Liangzhou. After you know about it, you can't say what you can do to Liangzhou."
Feng Yong’s heart skipped a beat after hearing this, “Seriously?”
Han Chou smiled slightly, "Although the kings and lords use their troops well, Cao Wei is so powerful that it will take a lot of effort to conquer Liangzhou, right? But if you get this news from me, you can be more sure."
Feng Yong is a good deal with a sure profit but no loss, you are going to die anyway.
Pretending to ponder for a moment, Feng Yong asked worriedly, "How do I know whether what you said is true or false?"
"It depends on how the prince weighs it. Anyway, I am a mortal person, and my life is entirely in the hands of the prince. What I want is to know the truth before I die."
"So whether you say it or not, it actually has no impact on the prince at all. But the prince is different. If you can use this to plot Liangzhou, you will take a lot of advantage."
Han Qiu seemed to be sure that Feng Yong would agree to his conditions and was not in a hurry.
Sure enough, Feng Yong just thought about it for a moment and nodded immediately, "Sure. But I also have some questions to ask you."
“A gentleman’s words.”
“It’s hard to chase a horse.”
"Well, the first question I ask is, in the military information that Daxia County sent to the king, it was clearly stated that it would arrive tomorrow, so why did it arrive early?"
When Feng Yong heard this, he had a strange smile on his face: "Sir, did you intercept the official document halfway?"
In the communication report between Daxia County and Feng Yong, at least three batches of messengers will be sent out each time, just to prevent any accidents that lead to the loss of contact.
In the last military information sent by Jufu, only two of the three messengers arrived. Although it was not known whether one of them was lost or had an accident, Feng Yong naturally had to prepare for the worst case scenario.
Han Qiu nodded and said with some doubts: "That's right. What's more, how could Daxia City know that the prince was in danger, so it mobilized so many troops to greet the prince?"
This time it was Feng Yong's turn to be leisurely, and he could only be heard saying leisurely: "What you saw, sir, will arrive tomorrow, but what I saw, it will arrive before sunset today."
“As for them mobilizing so many troops, that’s what I meant. It was originally just as a precaution.”
“But,” at this point, the smile on Feng Yong’s face became even stronger. "Originally I wanted to catch a few yellow sheep, but I accidentally hit a wolf."
When Han Qiu heard this, his expression changed and he lost his voice: "Yin Shu?"
Feng Yong nodded, "Yes, it's Yin Shu."
The so-called Yin Shu is a means of keeping secrets developed from the Yin Talisman.
Yin Fu was invented by Jiang Taigong. Initially, bamboo chips were used, and later wood chips, copper chips, etc. were used.
The method is to cut the bamboo pieces 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, this method will no longer be sufficient.
Hence, another more advanced method has been developed from the secret method of Yin Fu, and that is Yin Shu.
Yin Shu is to divide an official document into several parts and then send several people to send them out.
Unless the enemy can intercept all the messages at the same time, he will not know the complete contents.
This method is the main way to deliver classified military information today.
What if the other party really captures all the couriers?
More importantly, even if the other party does not intercept all the messengers, but only intercepts a part, then the destination will also not know what information is sent back from the front line.
"Impossible, I see that all your correspondence between the two places is complete official documents, not secret documents."
Han Qiu raised his voice, 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 beginning, and did not fall short at the last minute.
At first I thought I was just unlucky, but now I was suddenly told by the other party that I had lost from the beginning.
This makes Han Qiu, who prides himself on his scheming, particularly difficult to accept.
"It's a complete official document. The three messengers all carried the same official document, and there was nothing missing."
Feng Yong smiled slightly, "It's just that the meaning of the official document when seen by outsiders and the meaning when seen by me are completely different."
“Otherwise, Mr. Han, why would I let the soldiers rest for half a day after being harassed by wolves?”
Although at first I thought 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 messy was found.
So the behavior of the wolves seemed a bit strange. Coupled with the smell of blood from an unknown source, someone might have brought it there intentionally.
As a country turtle who cherishes his life very much, combined with the military information sent by Chen Shi, he was reminded that there might be a rout nearby.
Feng Junhou ordered Jufu to immediately lead his men back and sweep them away on the spot. All conspiracies and tricks were useless in the face of powerful strength!
Unexpectedly, Han Qiu misunderstood: "Aren't you waiting for me?"
This time it is Feng Yong's turn to be surprised. You already know that I am waiting for you, but you still dare to bump into me?
Sick to your brain?
However, thinking of the Yin Shu he just mentioned, Feng Yong suddenly realized, "Sir, do you want to take advantage of the arrival of reinforcements from Daxia County to capture my camp?"
Han Qiu still looked lonely, "It's a pity that I didn't expect that the prince had already set a trap."
"I see that the official document is about the current affairs of the monarch and Daxia County. How can it be a sinister document?"
This question scratched Feng Yong’s itch.
“Sir, do you remember my reply to you?”
“Of course I remember it. On that reply, there was a certain writing that I had never seen before. It must be an ancient writing unique to Junhou’s sect?”
The division should naturally be like that, but in ancient times, it was not necessarily so, and the future will be about the same.
But this is not the point.
Feng Yong nodded and said: "In addition to those words, I also have a symbol. I must have seen it in the official documents I intercepted."
Han Qiu was shocked, "The prince actually used original writing to deliver official documents?"
It was when he saw the unique symbols on the official document that he guessed that these were Feng Yong's unique symbols, but he did not expect that these symbols were actually a kind of writing.
What kind of ancient inheritance does Feng Yong’s sect have?
“Although it’s not in the middle, it’s not far off.”
Feng Yong was very proud.
How can you, the natives, understand such a thing as a code book?
A normal official document actually needs to be deciphered before it can be interpreted correctly.
The simplest thing is to add an Arabic...well, Feng's numeral at the end of each page.
If "2" is written, it means that it should be read two words apart.
If it is written "23", it means that two characters are separated first, and then three characters are skipped, and so on.
At present when arithmetic has not become popular in Nanxiang, this method is secretive enough.
Because you don’t even know Feng’s numbers and you still want to decipher them?
But in order to transmit important information more confidentially during the war, Feng Yong simply created a code book.
For example, a considerable part of the staff team headed by Zhang Muzhi is responsible for deciphering codes and converting ciphertext.
How to compare the code book? Only students who have come out of the school know what is going on.
It takes a lot of thought to convert the cipher text that needs to be transmitted into an official document with another meaning without making others suspicious.
This is why only the best students in the academy are eligible to join the staff.
So the official document that Han Qiu saw said that the people from Daxia County would not arrive until tomorrow to meet up, but in fact they would arrive at sunset today.
Hearing Feng Yong’s explanation, Han Qiu looked confused.
Because he didn’t understand it at all.
I don’t understand what Feng’s numbers are, what a codebook is, let alone what a conversion code is.
The only thing he can know is that these methods are all improvements of Yin Shu.
“I lost unjustly.” Han Qiu finally sighed and said, “The plans of kings and princes are unpredictable by the world.”
At this point, he suddenly remembered something again, and his eyes burst out with light, "Such a ghostly book that is difficult to distinguish between ghosts and gods has never been heard of in the world. Don't you think it is contained in "Wu'an Jun's Art of War"?"
I lost it!
Feng Junhou, who was finally able to show off his composure in front of Han Qiu, choked on the spot.
This old guy, even when he is about to die, he still misses the art of war of his ancestors?
It was just that Feng Yong thought that he still had something to ask him. Seeing the old man's appearance, it was obvious that Ping Kong's fabricated military strategy was more important than his life.
I guess I have to let him have a clear mind before he dies, otherwise it will be difficult to ask him questions later.
Forget it, just be a good person.
Thinking of this, Feng Yong nodded: "That's right, but I improved it and added a unique symbol."
Sure enough, Han Qiu slapped the case and exclaimed: "So that's it."
Then he sighed again: "I just wish I couldn't hear the wonders of "Wu'an Jun's Art of War"."
That’s enough, old man!
Don't push yourself too far, I've tolerated you for a long time!
Feng Yong took a deep breath: "If you are prepared for the week, you will be lazy; if you are familiar with it, you will not doubt it. Yin and Yang..., well, Yin, Yin, Yin and Yang are in conflict with each other and create each other!"
Han Qiu suddenly burst into glory and cheered: "I know, 'yin and yang restrain and nourish each other'."
"This sentence is exactly what happened in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", where Commander Qu of Xirong did not understand "Wu'an Jun's Art of War", so he pressed Mrs. Huang for questioning."
I'm still Ouyang Feng!
Feng Yong wiped his cold sweat and said to himself that fortunately I had learned the Thirty-Six Strategies and could barely read half a sentence.
As for the second half of the sentence, Huang Rong was deeply impressed by Ouyang Feng's fooling around while watching TV.
“It turns out that The Legend of the Condor Heroes has omitted the most important sentence.”
Han Qiu murmured and repeated, nodding his head repeatedly, "It makes sense, it makes sense! A common official document contains military information unknown to outsiders."
“If it’s common, you don’t doubt it; if it’s common, you don’t doubt it. The king really conceals his intentions through common things, how wonderful!”
After speaking, he looked at Feng Yong with admiration.
Feng Tibi was afraid that he would ask further questions, so he quickly said: "Mr. Han, if you have no more doubts, can you tell me what you want to tell me about Liangzhou?"
(End of this chapter)