Hu Mei sighed with sincerity: "I really admire him. He can be so calculating at such a young age. It's really creepy."
Jiang Fenglong smiled and said with profound meaning: "The biggest difference between Mr. Hou and other smart people is his grasp of opportunities."
Hu Mei couldn't help but be stunned: "What do you mean?"
Jiang Fenglong narrowed his eyes and sighed sadly: "One step first, every step first. Lord Marquis likes to strike first and rarely falls into a passive situation."
"He once told me that reality is no small talk. The enemy will not be complacent because of a slight advantage, but will kill them all."
"In such a desperate situation, the disadvantage of the passive person will be infinitely magnified, and the comeback will never be imagined, it looks so easy..."
Hu Mei was silent for a moment and then asked hesitantly: "I have a question."
"Say." Jiang Fenglong raised his chin.
Hu Mei asked: "How can Mr. Hou be sure that Zuo Zonghe will definitely find the loopholes in the story and connect it with other things?"
Jiang Fenglong laughed dumbly, pointed at his forehead, and warned: "A simple slick person will definitely not be the deputy commander of the inner guard."
"If he was just a mediocre person, Emperor Wu would not be able to promote him to the position of commander. Never underestimate a veteran...here."
"Okay, I remember."
Hu Mei opened her mouth and nodded in admiration: "By the way, what should I do when I get to the capital? Especially the Seventh Prince..."
Jiang Fenglong said indifferently: "If you relay the rhetoric given to you by the Marquis to the Seventh Prince, the effect will be the same."
"Eh?"
Hu Mei was stunned and didn't react for a moment.
Jiang Fenglong sighed and explained: "From the perspective of the seventh prince, the plan was discussed between Qingqiu and him, and you are just the executor."
"The Marquis is careful and is secretly escorted by four Dharma Realm masters. This is something no one would have imagined or dared to think about. Failure is normal."
A beautiful figure floated in Hu Mei's mind, and she asked hesitantly: "But Hu Yingying..."
Jiang Fenglong smiled and said: "Don't underestimate yourself too much. A Seven-tailed Sky Fox is indeed very important to the Qingqiu Fox Clan."
"But as a spy placed in the Wu Dynasty and infiltrated into the inner guard, your mission is related to the future plans of the Fox clan. You are more important than her."
"As long as you are safe and sound, you won't have to worry about the rest. The Fox Clan will probably find a way to rescue Hu Yingying."
Hu Mei asked worriedly: "Can it be saved? If she gets out alive, then..."
Jiang Fenglong pouted: "Hu Yingying is no longer in Zhenfusi Prison, but has been transferred to Tathagata Temple in Southern Xinjiang, where three eminent monks in the Dharma Realm are guarding her day and night."
"..."
Hu Mei was completely speechless.
Good guy, three Dharma Realm bald donkeys are watching over you day and night?
In this battle, unless the eight-tailed ancestor of Tianhu takes action personally, it is absolutely impossible to rescue Hu Yingying.
Hu Mei had heard in the early years that the ancestor used secret methods to deceive the secrets of heaven. If it were not for the disaster of annihilation, he would never have stepped out of Qingqiu.
In other words, Hu Yingying... is hopeless.
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Early the next morning.
Before Zuo Chongming could get up, the internal guards began to block the door.
It's a pity that Zuo Chongming didn't tolerate them, so the door was closed until noon.
Just when Zuo Zonghe was about to force his way in, the door opened just in time, and he saw Zuo Chongming and his party walking out slowly.
It's like this again, the second time!
Zuo Zonghe put down his hands stiffly, his face was ashen as if he had eaten a blowfly.
A visit to Xiyun Mansion really gave him a lot of experience.
Zuo Zonghe could swear that he had never seen such a disgusting and irritating guy in his life, but he still couldn't fight back.
"Hey, the general doesn't look good."
Zuo Chongming pretended to be concerned and asked: "Did the general not sleep well last night? Or did he have a bad stomach? Or maybe he is not accustomed to the climate?"
"No need to say more, Lord Marquis, let's go."
"General please."
"snort!"
Zuo Zonghe snorted coldly, looked around at the players watching the excitement, and strode onto the carriage.
Because the town had already been cleared by the town hall, the group of them were traveling N times faster than when they arrived.
But when they arrived at the dock, Zuo Chongming tricked him again.
Because Zuo Zonghe wanted him to board the imperial flying boat, but Zuo Chongming wanted to take his own flying boat because the imperial flying boat was too broken.
The two sides were in a stalemate for a long time, and finally Nan Feiyu reconciled, and Zuo Zonghe reluctantly agreed.
However, he also made a request that he must take a flying boat with Zuo Chongming, in order to avoid accidents.
After grinding and scratching on both sides, it took until half afternoon to get everything in order.
Accompanied by the long sound of the horn, an entire fleet slowly took off into the sky, and quickly sailed away from Xiyun Mansion City under the gaze of countless players.
Rumble….
The flying boat passed through the clouds, bringing with it a rumbling sound.
Zuo Chongming stood at the window, caught a glimpse of Zuo Zonghe on the deck, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.
Jiang Fenglong came over with hot tea, followed his gaze, and said helplessly: "Master Marquis, are you taking too much aim at General Zuo?"
Although Zuo Chongming agreed to let Zuo Zonghe board the flying boat, he only provided room accommodation and no food or drinks. It was just disgusting.
Zuo Chongming sneered: "If you don't target him, he won't hold grudge against me. If he doesn't hold grudge, how can he think of ways to retaliate against me?"
Jiang Fenglong suddenly said: "Sure enough, no wonder I think you are deliberately looking for trouble."
Zuo Chongming said with a smile: "Hu Mei's appearance only gave him an idea, and this prince's constant targeting will deepen his idea."
"Whether it's revenge or leaving a way out, his best choice is to fall to the Seventh Prince. This is what I want to see."
Jiang Fenglong frowned and said in a deep voice: "You want to take advantage of the Seventh Prince?"
Zuo Chongming nodded: "Lao Jiang, you have made a lot of progress."
Jiang Fenglong grinned: "I have followed the Marquis for such a long time, and if I don't make any progress, I will be dead wood."
Zuo Chongming said: "The situation between North Korea and China seems chaotic, but in fact it is very balanced, because all parties are maintaining it and no one wants to be the first to cross the line."
"Moreover, the two strongest forces in the court, the Prime Minister's faction and the Bachelor's Pavilion, have not taken sides yet. This shows that the situation is still brewing."
"Today's capital is a powder keg ready to ignite, so I need a dazzling spark to ignite this powder keg."
Jiang Fenglong said thoughtfully: "Mars is the seventh prince."
"That's right."
Zuo Chongming took a sip of tea and sat down leisurely on the couch.
Jiang Fenglong laughed dryly and said hesitantly: "But why do my subordinates think that you are the spark? After all, your enemy in the capital..."
Zuo Chongming paused while drinking tea and said meaningfully: "You can take revenge at any time, but if you miss the opportunity, you will lose it."
"Now is the time for the change of imperial power. If we seize the opportunity, it is possible to soar into the sky. This is very important to the family."
"At this critical moment, do you think those bureaucratic families still have the time to avenge a dead man? And the opponent is still a prince."
Having said this, he paused deliberately.
After a few breaths, he continued: "Believe it or not, when I come to Beijing this time, as long as I return home safely after meeting the saint, someone will come to visit me."
"Eh? Why?"
Zuo Chongming said quietly: "Because there are always some people who are not lovable, but they also have ambitions, so they can only... do the opposite."
"……Been taught a lesson."
Jiang Fenglong was greatly shocked and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Change the angle, Lao Jiang."
Zuo Chongming smiled: "Now is not a martial arts world. There is no point in trying to be quick. Only the one who laughs to the end is the winner."