Really?
Yang Si suddenly understood Feng Zhen's plan. He was secretly shocked at how daring he was.
"If the lord finds out about this, who knows how she'll punish you? Aren't you afraid that she'll come after you?"
"There's no need to worry when there are too many debts. I already have one on my back anyway, so I'm not afraid of another." Feng Zhen laughed shamelessly, looking completely fearless. "If the lord really wants to punish me, that'll be in the future. Maybe by then, I'll have made a great contribution and will be able to atone for my crimes. "
Yang Si couldn't help but roll his eyes and scold him with a smile. "Outsiders call you a prodigal son. You really live up to that title."
"For joy, one should do it in time. How can one wait?" Feng Zhen looked as if he didn't understand him and said casually, "I do whatever I want. Why should I be burdened by a false reputation? A prodigal son is a prodigal son. What's wrong with being a prodigal son? Do you think I'll lose a piece of flesh just because someone else says a few words? "
Yang Si shook his head secretly. Had Feng Langzi been provoked silly by Yan Lin? Why didn't he even bother to cover up his embarrassment?
"What do you plan to do?"
Feng Zhen thought for a while and said, "It's not difficult, but we still have to get General Fu's approval. Otherwise …"
He planned to let those fence-sitters get the real information about the rations. If that was the case, he had to discuss it with General Fu Wang.
Otherwise, people who didn't know better would really think that Feng Zhen was a spy sent by Yang Tao.
Fu Wang calmly listened to Feng Zhen's plan and rejected it expressionlessly. "I don't agree. It's too risky."
Feng Zhen said, "Nothing ventured, nothing gained!"
Fu Wang sneered. "I'm a wild wolf, not a worm. I won't do that. Whether it's the location of the granary or the route of transportation, it concerns the survival of our army. Of course, it can attract the enemy to bite the bait, but if something goes wrong, it will undoubtedly put our army in danger. "
Tricking the enemy's elites into coming to their deaths was Feng Zhen's most ideal assumption.
But if something went wrong, they wouldn't be able to kill many enemies and instead give the enemy a chance to burn the granary. Wouldn't that be a huge loss?
They had just suffered a defeat. If something went wrong with the granary again, would Feng Zhen be able to shoulder the blame alone?
No matter how much the lord protected Feng Zhen, a military punishment was inevitable.
Fu Wang continued, "Has Military Advisor ever thought about this? Our army has just dealt with the Zhao family and exterminated them on the grounds that they were opportunists who betrayed us and presented us with a fake Great Universal Map. With this as an example, we should be on our guard against the landowning nobles who seek refuge with us. Where did they get their hands on something so confidential? Yang Tao's subordinates are quite shrewd, how could they not be able to see this? "
No matter what, Fu Wang would never agree.
Although it was the duty of a strategist to come up with strategies, it did not mean that they were brainless boors.
Fu Wang's duty was to command the entire army. He would listen to the military counselor's suggestions if he could, but he would reject them if he couldn't. Both sides would discuss and decide. Obviously, this was the second case. Fu Wang rejected Feng Zhen's suggestion. If Feng Zhen still wanted to persist, then he could only try to convince Fu Wang one by one.
Fu Wang's worries were not without reason. He had also pointed out Feng Zhen's flaws, so Feng Zhen could only choose to compromise.
After a round of discussion, they finally reluctantly agreed.
At this moment, Fu Wang acted like a hands-off boss and said, "You should personally write a secret letter to inform the lord of this matter. I will not bear the responsibility for you."
He was bold and careful, but he did not like to court death. One look and he knew that Feng Zhen's plan would be scolded by the lord. Fu Wang did not want to bear the blame for Feng Zhen. Feng Zhen could only smile bitterly and write a letter. He wrote down every detail of the matter, sealed it, and sent it to Jiang Pengji.
Yang Si snickered and said, "Guess how the lord will react when she sees it?"
Fu Wang said sarcastically, "Most likely she will think that her ill-fated bronze table is the truth."
Yang Si deliberately spoke loudly. "Haha, General Fu really understands the lord. It's a pity that the table will suffer for Feng Langzi."
Feng Zhen said, "Forget it. It's a blessing that the broken table can suffer for others."
His lord's hand strength was terrifying. She could even leave a clear palm print on a specially made bronze table with one slap.
If that slap had landed on him, he would definitely have died on the spot and would have ended up in a funeral.
Feng Zhen had a clear understanding of his own strength.
Fortunately, the lord was far away at Zhanjiang Pass. Otherwise, Feng Langzi would not have dared to act so recklessly.
After agreeing on the plan, the rest was naturally to devise a layout.
Feng Zhen carefully selected and finally found a very suitable aristocratic family — the Qiu family of Zhangzhou.
Yang Si took a break to check on Feng Zhen's progress and found that he had already chosen a scapegoat. "What does the Qiu family have to say?"
Feng Zhen smiled wickedly. "The Qiu family does not have a high status in Zhangzhou. They have an undeserved reputation, but they are not even as good as an ordinary poor family."
The poor family was a nouveau riche and landowner with no official career. They had no power, but they had money. Although the Qiu family was an aristocratic family, their most glorious period had long passed. Their current standard of living was not even comparable to that of a poor family. They barely survived by relying on the favors left by their ancestors.
Yang Si took a closer look and did not find anything special about the Qiu family that was worthy of Feng Zhen's attention.
Feng Zhen said, "You don't know this, but the current leader of the Qiu family has a mistress. Because he was afraid of the mother, he did not dare to bring her back to the family to raise her. In the end, he gave the baby girl to a rich family he was familiar with. Many years later, the daughter met a young ranger with the surname Yan. It was love at first sight, love at the second meeting, and love after three meetings. The two of them were a match made in heaven. Guess who this Yan guy is? "
Yang Si guessed. "Considering their age … that ranger with the surname Yan … is he Yan Lin's elder?"
Feng Zhen said, "He is Yan Lin's biological father."
Yan Lin's ancestor had a good life, but his family was small and did not have a high status in Zhangzhou.
Many aristocratic families who knew the truth scoffed at the fact that Yan Lin's father had married a mistress.
'Oh, I forgot to mention that the mistress's mother was a famous courtesan in Zhangzhou. Seeing as her best years were about to pass, she hurriedly redeemed herself and became someone's mistress. She put on a good show of keeping a mistress in a golden house and even gave birth to a daughter.
Of course, this was old news. Other than a few old people, the young people today did not know about this gossip.
Yang Si asked, "How do you know about this?"
Feng Zhen laughed. "Of course, my former confidante told me. That courtesan's experience was envied by many prostitutes."
Most prostitutes had a hard life. To them, if they could escape the mire while they were still young, they would at least have a home, even if they had to become someone's mistress. Their only daughter could marry into an aristocratic family as the daughter of a rich merchant. Who wouldn't be envious?
Yang Si asked, "You plan to use the Qiu family?"
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