Master Wen did not have to do anything. As long as he passed this sentence, Qin Hui would be dead. No matter who opposed Master Wen or the officials of the Song Dynasty could not spare him.

Of course, in other words, he took the initiative to say this, which was to cut off his own way of retreat, so that Master Wen would trust him and use him...

Master Wen laughed and said for a while: "No, not bad. But I still have to go to Zhenjiang. You can go back to Tokyo City first..."

After a pause, he said, "You go back to Tokyo City and tell them that you have dispelled my concerns and said that I am not going to return to Tokyo City immediately. Let him just do whatever he wants!"

Cai Jing's heart moved and immediately said understandingly: "Yes, I must numb them for Father Shang. Let them decide that they would not expect that Father Shang would secretly lead his troops back to the capital!"

"Be smart!" Wen Fei said coldly: "I just want them to slap them. The more powerful they slap, the better. When you go back, just fan the flames and let them deal with me. You must let them launch a mutiny..."

Qin Hui was a smart man. After listening to Master Wen’s words, his heart was cold again. He knew that Master Wen did not intend to leave a way out for those opponents. He wanted to wait until the joyful moment they all jumped around and kill them all at once.

But the problem is, Master Wen is not afraid of backfiring? What if those people really launch a mutiny?

Qin Hui couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought about this, but he knew that Master Wen would not tell him about this kind of thing. He honestly took the blame and withdrew from the cabin where Wen Fei lived.

Looking out from the window, the scenery on both sides of the straits quickly retreated. It seems that these navy troops have become much more skilled in operating these steamships after this long-distance raid training.

Wen Fei walked out slowly and said to the guard guarding the door: "Let Zhang Xubai come over to see me!"

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Xubai, who was covered in wine, came to Wen Fei's room terrified. Since following Wen Fei, this guy has lived a very casual life. He doesn't see anyone every day, and is drunk and dreaming. This guy went to Zhenjiang and sat on the boat. This guy also hid in the cabin every day to drink.

"Junior brother, what's wrong with me when you look for me?" Zhang Xubai said with a thief smile.

Wen Fei called his junior brother to this guy with a silly face, and never refuted that he seemed to have made accusation, making this man more and more handsome as he was in the mighty army and life was extremely relaxed.

"This time I'm looking for you, there's something to do. Things are very important!" Wen Fei said.

"Do you want me to ask my master to come and help you? Let me explain first, that old man has a bad temper..." Zhang Xubai said.

Wen Fei was surprised: "Will Mr. Luo help me? Can he forget what happened last time?"

Zhang Xubai laughed and said, "The master and apprentice have no overnight grudge. As long as you can truly realize the way of heaven, earth, man, ghost and god. Don't say that the dead old man helps you, it's okay to ask his life! No matter how you say, you can inherit the old man's Taoist tradition..."

Wen Fei was silent for a while, changed his mind, and said, "Since that's the case, then you can go find Zhenren Luo!"

Zhang Xubai smiled, rubbed his hands, and made an expression that everyone on earth understood. It made Master Wen Datian laugh and said, "How much money do you want, go to the account and get it! By the way, let the Shenxing Taibao Dai Zong come here!"

Zhang Xubai smiled and said, "Junior brother is so generous!" He left like a gust of wind.

In a short while, the Shenxing Taibao Dai Zong came to Wen Fei's room.

"I want you to send a letter." Wen Fei said.

"The villain will definitely be delivered!" Dai Zong replied immediately.

"Things are very important. This letter must not be lost, nor should it be seen by others..." Wen Fei told me.

Dai Zong crossed his hands and said respectfully: "God is not allowed, villains are the ones who do this!"

Wen Fei smiled a little on his face: "What kind of villain is you called a villain? Are you also an official now? After all, Baoyilang, who is also a ninth rank, can be called a low-ranking official no matter what. As long as you do well this time, it will not be difficult to be promoted to Chengfenglang!"

Dai Zong suddenly showed a look of gratitude on his face, which was different from the other rebellious Liangshan heroes. He was from the two courts under the command of the Jiangzhou prefect Cai Jiu. Although he was not in the class of a prison, he was still a person within the system. Naturally, he knew how noble the officials of the Song Dynasty were.

In the original history, he refused to be an official. He knew very well that the bandits they recruited would not be regarded as their own people by the court and would not have a good ending. But now this time and space are different. They are now all direct troops under Shangfu and the guardian Tianshi, and they have also made contributions to protecting the emperor. After all, they all have a bright future!

Not to mention following Master Wen Datian to win a wife and son, he would at least have to get an official position of seventh and eighth rank. At that time, when the county magistrate met, he had to be on par with the same position...

"Little man... the official... thank you for your kindness!" Dai Zong said

Wen Fei smiled satisfied and said, "That's right. This time you are going to the northwest to Xingqing Prefecture to find the commander of the Western Army Wang Hou. If their army has already returned to the court, then you must deliver the letter to General Wang Hou before returning to Beijing..."

Seeing Wen Fei’s solemn statement, Dai Zong nodded heavily and said, “Save it to the villain, I will definitely send this letter to Marshal Wang Hou! If the letter is there, the person is there, the person is dead…”

Wen Fei nodded, handed a treasure bag to Dai Zong, and finally ordered: "Go and go quickly!"

Dai Zong did not say anything, took the bag and put it close to his arms. Xiang Wenfei hugged his fists and walked out with great strides. In a moment, Wen Fei saw Dai Zong's figure sinking into the night on the shore.

Wen Fei blew out the lights in the room, and the cold moon was like frost, scattering in the cabin. The faint halo was sprinkled on Wen Fei, making Wen Fei suddenly know why Huang Cheng liked to stay in the darkness.

"The whole army set out overnight and headed to Zhenjiang as quickly as possible." Wen Fei made the decision.

When darkness enveloped the entire canal, several straight columns of light shot out, cutting the entire canal channel from the darkness.

Amid the whimpering steam, the boiler was burned very vigorously, giving these hundreds of tons of iron ships rushing around at a speed of almost seven or eight knots.

Fortunately, at night, ordinary ships were already moored. Sometimes there were one or two boats rushing to the road at night. When I heard such huge movements, I didn’t know what it was, but I was so scared that I was hiding on the shore.

The shirtless boatmen were illuminated by the flames, and their sweat was flowing down like a bath. It really responded to the words, sweating profusely.

A shovel of coal was filled into the burning red boiler, turning into huge heat, turning the water in the boiler into steam. Then the steam was converted into powerful power, driving the iron ship to move forward at the speed of a galloping horse.

When Wen Feixia decided to do whatever it takes, they had arrived in Zhenjiang by noon the next day. Except for a boiler that exploded and was completely scrapped, three people died casually, and three hundred soldiers were thrown halfway, everything went smoothly.

Since the Jiangnan Canal was dug in the Sui Dynasty, it has been more than 800 miles from Jingkou to Yuhang. Since then, the Grand Canal of the North and South has been fully connected. Jingkou (Zhenjiang) is located at the intersection of the Yangtze River and the Grand Canal, becoming a hub port on the cross waterway. The location is quite important.

The difference from later generations is that at this time the canal passed through Zhenjiang. Such a fleet of ships that made earth-shaking screams shocked the military and civilians of Zhenjiang City.

No one knew what was going on, and they thought there was some water monster rushing straight into the canal. The prefect of Zhenjiang and other local officials were all so scared that they were urinating.

But they had no soldiers in their hands, but there was no way that Zhenjiang was a very important transfer station at this time. A large amount of materials transported by Tokyo City in the south were hoarded here, but they must not be harmed by these water monsters. Otherwise, no one would be able to keep the heads of these local officials.

I had to put down the waist gate in front of the pallet bridge turning into the wall, and finally the fleet that was rushing to abruptly stopped.

Both sides of the Taiwan Strait were trembling yamen runners and xiang soldiers, all of whom were frightened and looked at the water monsters with weapons trembling.

Accompanied by an extremely sharp and huge whistle, the yamen runners of the corps were frightened and their weapons were taken off, and they cried and their parents were crying and their parents retreated.

Then he saw a short man standing up and shouting loudly: "What are you doing? Do you want to rebel? You dare to hold a weapon to the Heavenly Master!"

Although this man looked thin, his voice was quite large, and he could even be said to be extremely bright. The shocked yamen runners in the wing army were confused. Isn’t they a water monster? Where is there a Tianshi?

But when he was confused, he saw a Taoist wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe standing up.

With a "buzz...", it was like an invisible bomb thrown into the crowd. This color of clothes was not right in the world, and it seemed like there were only two people who could wear them in the Song Dynasty. One was the official family of the Song Dynasty, and the other was Wen Fei, the father of Shangfu, the guardian Tianshi, and the leader of Taoism.

"It's indeed the Heavenly Master!" The yamen runners of the wing army who reacted immediately knelt on the ground. Most of them were believers of the Heavenly Master Wen. At least they were all Taoist believers.

Wen Fei did not pay good attention to them, and looked at the groups of soldiers supporting each other and walked off the boat with a cold face. Most of the two thousand soldiers and horses brought by Wen Da Tianshi turned into soft-legged shrimps, each of whom was pale and unlucky, and even his bile was almost vomited out. However, he almost completely lost his combat power.

Wen Fei's face was so dark that even the brothers of the Ruan family, the commander of the navy, could not raise their heads in front of Wen Fei.
Chapter completed!