Chapter 947 Counter-espionage

Facing Zhang Cong's ridicule, Feng Xin's eyebrows drooped, and the muscles on his face twitched a few times before he weakly squeezed out a sentence: "How can Feng dare to steal the position of the Holy Church's incense master? If you don't mind, you and I can call each other brothers."
It was a bad year. At the beginning of the year, the Feng family's warehouse suddenly caught fire, and tens of thousands of kilograms of wood that were ready to be delivered to the guests were burned down in the fire.
That's a stock worth hundreds of thousands of taels of silver!
Especially since the delivery deadline is just a few days away!
The Feng family was extremely anxious about this, and they were begging for help from everyone they could find, hoping to buy a batch of timber on credit first to get over the hurdle of delivery, and then they could deal with other things later.
But who doesn't know about his family's predicament?
Who would be willing to risk their life and property to help others in need?
At that time, Feng Xin also thought of the Sun family - he didn't expect the Sun family to help fill the hole, but he hoped that the Sun family could come forward as a guarantor and let the owner of the goods introduce some efforts.
To put it bluntly, it means that the Sun family can use its power to bully others.
As a result, just as Feng Xin arrived at the door of Sun's house, he bumped into a man head-on. It was none other than Su Xingfang, the magistrate of Wanping.
Although both of them were of the sixth rank, they were more than ten blocks apart in terms of actual power and nobility, especially Feng Xin's lumber shop, which was located in Wanping County.
Seeing that it was the official in person, Feng Xin couldn't help but strike up a conversation with him - but he never thought that these few words would bring his family into a terrible disaster.
At that time, Su Xingfang took the initiative to talk about the fire in his house and asked Feng Xin if he had any difficulties.
Since both of them had served under Sun Shaozong, and Su Xingfang seemed particularly amiable, Feng Xin could not help but complain.
As a result, Su Xingfang immediately said that he had a friend who was also in the timber business. He had just come to the capital from the south and had a lot of spare money in his hands, but he didn't know how to wade into the muddy water in the capital.
Feng Xin was very concerned at the time, and because he was eager to get out of the predicament, he didn't think much about it and shamelessly asked Su Xingfang to act as a go-between.
Later, he hit it off with the southern businessman, who sent a batch of timber to the Feng family to help them tide over the difficulties without asking for any return. It was just like investing in the Feng family's timber shop. Fortunately, he had a foothold in the timber business in the capital.
The Feng family was naturally grateful for this.
Later, the merchant asked Feng Xin to open up connections between the patrol camp and the city defense camp and let in several batches of contraband goods. The two camps became increasingly close, both openly and secretly.
The businessman even bought a house and even opened up the courtyard wall in between, so they could travel back and forth without any hindrance on weekdays.
But just when everything was going well, Wanping County Magistrate Su Xingfang was suddenly captured by Sun Shaozong and the Northern Pacification Office!
Feng Xin felt that something was wrong at the time - if it was just ordinary corruption, it should be handled by the Dali Temple and the Censorate, so how could it be related to the Northern Pacification Office?
He was very worried, so he used his connections to find out the truth.
However, it was difficult for Feng Xin to find out any clues relying solely on his own connections. Finally, he got some hints by using the name of Sun Shaozong's old subordinates, and learned that Su Xingfang was actually a spy stationed in the capital by the White Lotus Sect.
This news was like a bolt from the blue to the Feng family!
Although Feng Xin was not extremely smart, he had some experience in officialdom. After comparing this matter with his own recent experiences, he guessed that the fire was most likely the work of the White Lotus Sect.
The purpose of their going to so much trouble is, of course, to drag themselves onto the White Lotus Sect's pirate ship!
At the moment, he was both scared and relieved. The fear was that he almost fell into this bottomless pit;
Fortunately, Su Xingfang was exposed early enough and was revealed by his old boss Sun Shaozong. Otherwise, if he had been involved more deeply, he would not have been able to clear himself from the matter.
That night, he secretly ambushed people and invited the merchant next door to his home, preparing to question him and then take him to the Dali Temple to face justice.
The reason why he did not report to the police in advance, but chose to capture the other party and then send him to the Dali Temple, was naturally because he hoped that Sun Shaozong could help cover up the previous smuggling partnership between the two families.
Unexpectedly, before Feng Xin even opened his mouth, the businessman took the initiative to reveal the background of the White Lotus Sect, and then said that the ginseng tea given to Feng Xin and his son some time ago was actually mixed with some chronic poison. If they did not take the antidote regularly, both father and son would die.
At that time, Feng Xin wished he could eat the other person alive.
But he was a man who valued his life, so he had to hide the matter in fear while secretly seeking treatment from a famous doctor, intending to find a way to detoxify first and then turn against the White Lotus Sect.
But before he could find out the truth, the court suddenly ordered him to accompany Sun Shaozong on a diplomatic mission to Liaodong.
Feng Xin was overjoyed at the time. He begged for half a year's worth of antidote, then secretly took one pill out and asked someone to study and imitate it.
He thought that by the time he returned from Liaodong, the antidote would be almost ready, and by then he would no longer be deeply involved in the matter and could take revenge if necessary.
Who would have thought that God would play such a trick on him, even in this bitter and cold land of Liaodong, he still couldn't escape the clutches of the White Lotus Sect!
A few days ago, when Feng Xin was checking on the post, he saw a man who looked like a Han slave. When he heard him giving the secret code of the White Lotus Sect, his heart almost stopped, but he had to contact the other party secretly.
This is why the previous message came about and today's secret conversation in the alley.
Let’s get back to the story.
However, after Mr. Zhang met Feng Xin, he teased him in person and waited for his accomplice outside to give a signal of safety before he took Feng Xin out of the alley and got on a carriage that smelled of sheep.
Feng Xin covered his nose and said in a muffled voice, "I don't know what you want me to do. Why don't you just talk about it in that alley?"
After a pause, he said anxiously, "Let me make it clear first, if you want to harm Lord Sun, I can't help you at all!"
Mr. Zhang also covered his nose and laughed, "Master Feng is really a man of honor."
"What a bullshit loyalty!"
Feng Xin sneered and cursed, "I cherish my life, do you understand?! If Lord Sun was really easy to deal with, would you White Lotus Sect have sacrificed so many people? I'm afraid that as soon as I had the killing intention, his strange sword weighing more than 100 kilograms would have chopped me down on the head!"
As he spoke, Feng Xin suddenly showed a look of doubt on his face. He no longer cared about Zhang Cong, stretched out his hand to lift a corner of the curtain, peeked out for a moment, and then shouted: "This... Isn't this the way out of the city?!"
"Yes, it's the way out of the city."
Zhang Cong struggled to pull out a set of fluffy clothes from under his buttocks and said with a smile, "Please trouble Master Feng Xiang to put on this set of clothes first."
"You...what do you want to do?"
Feng Xin refused to take it. Instead, he moved out cautiously and said sternly, "I'm warning you. If I stay outside for too long, it will be hard to explain when I return to the inn!"
Obviously, the people from the White Lotus Sect had not revealed the specific plan to him before.
Seeing that he refused to take those clothes, Zhang Cong was not in a hurry. He took out another set of larger and wider clothes and tried to put them on himself.
Seeing that the fat man refused to speak clearly, Feng Xin frowned and looked at him. He didn't know how many thoughts went through his mind. After a while, he suddenly widened his eyes and said, "You...are you dressed like a Mongolian?"
"Yes."
Zhang Cong took the time to smile at him: "If you want to enter and exit Jianzhou City right now, it is naturally most convenient to disguise yourself as a Mongolian."
"What a joke! You think you can fool those Tartars by just dressing up like this..."
Feng Xin was about to make a few sarcastic remarks when the carriage suddenly stopped, and after a while, it got on the road again.
Feeling something strange outside the car, Feng Xin subconsciously lifted the car curtain, and saw that the driver in front had been replaced by a real Mongolian!
Not only that, there were six or seven more Mongolian cavalrymen carrying bows and swords in front, behind, and around the carriage.
Seeing this, Feng Xin couldn't help but blurt out: "Those Mongols who were sent to die outside the city were instigated by you..."
"Shh!"
Mr. Zhang made a gesture to keep quiet, then pointed outside and whispered, "Maybe the person outside can understand what we Han people say."
As he spoke, he handed over the Mongolian clothes and motioned Feng Xin to put them on quickly.
Feng Xin hesitated for a moment, but finally did not dare to disobey his wishes. He calmly put on the sheepskin coat and wide felt hat.
After everything was packed up, he asked, "Brother Zhang, I don't know... I don't know what the Holy Church wants me to do?"
Zhang Cong refused to speak and insisted that they would talk after leaving the city.
Feng Xin had no choice but to remain silent in uneasiness.
There was no conversation along the way, because they were led by genuine Mongols, and the relationship between the Oirat and the Later Jin was at its most sensitive time, so the group was hardly inspected and easily left Jianzhou City.
By the time they arrived outside Jianzhou City, Zhang Congming seemed relieved and no longer avoided answering Feng Xin's questions.
He first briefly described the plan and assured, "Master Feng Xiang, don't worry. As soon as the troops in Xingcheng move, I will send people to the capital to pick up your family. Then we will find a chance to escape, and the Feng family will be reunited in the northwest."
"If I make a mistake."
Feng Xin sneered, "You are probably going to send a message to the capital to kill my entire family, right?"
Zhang Cong smiled slightly: "I think Master Feng Xiang will not let us down."
Feng Xin sneered several times again, then lifted the curtain and looked out, only to see that the carriage had been replaced by a new group of people, all of whom were carrying long and short weapons, with a rough aura. It was obvious at a glance that they were all the elite of the White Lotus Sect.
"It seems that I have no choice but to obey."
Feng Xin sighed, but Zhang Cong beside him didn't say a word, obviously agreeing with what he said.
The two fell silent again. Feng Xin was probably feeling aggrieved. He kept lifting the curtain to look at the situation outside without even looking at Zhang Cong.
Zhang Cong didn't care about him. Since Feng Xin left without saying goodbye, the man surnamed Sun would probably just suspect that he had met with an accident and would never find his way out of the city so quickly.
"Stop the car! Stop the car now!"
At this moment, Feng Xin suddenly shouted: "I can't hold it any longer, I need to get out of the car and relieve myself!"
Hearing this, the driver had no choice but to turn around and ask, "Mr. Zhang, look..."
Before Zhang Cong could speak, Feng Xin said angrily, "I'm peeing right in the middle of the road, and you guys are staring at me. Are you afraid that I'll run away?"
Zhang Cong was a little wary at first, but after hearing this, he couldn't refuse Feng Xin's request, so he leaned over and ordered, "Stop for a while and let Feng Xiangzhu help us lubricate the wheels."
This was a fatal blow, preventing Feng Xin from leaving the carriage.
There was a burst of laughter outside, but Feng Xin was not annoyed. He got out of the car and turned his back to the wheel under the eager gazes of the crowd. While unbuckling his belt, he asked loudly, "Mr. Zhang, why don't you get out and relax together?"
"No need."
Zhang Cong refused at first, but then he felt something was not right , but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
"That's right. You are a great figure in the Holy Church, so naturally you are different from us little guys... Release your arrows, release them quickly!"
Suddenly, Feng Xin yelled at the top of his lungs, then he bent down and crawled under the car!
not good!
Zhang Cong finally reacted at this time. Feng Xin was very close to him, so why did he need to shout so loudly just now?
At the moment, it seems that Feng Xin is clearly shouting for others to hear!
However, even if he reacted at this time, it was too late. He saw dozens of figures rising from the snow not far away, shooting at people with bows and crossbows in their hands!
Immediately afterwards, another tall and burly man came running over with a huge sword in his hand. Who else could it be but Sun Shaozong?
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