Chu Qi looked at the man and turned out to be a woman with short hair, about 1.7 meters tall, with a beautiful face and a heroic appearance.

Chu Qi whispered to Chu Xin: "Who is she? Dad, I didn't receive the above order to take a woman to North America."

Chu Xin was displeased when he heard this: "Boy, there is heaven beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the people. Although you Jinyiwei is good at inquiring about intelligence, when it comes to military wars, Jinyiwei is just a half-baked person. She is an officer from our Royal Army Officer Academy of the Ming Dynasty and has served in the Ming Dynasty Army."

Female official? Chu Qi thought that the person who was traveling with him was a man from the Ming army, but he didn't expect that he was a woman.

The woman heard Chu Qi's somewhat contemptuous tone and said dissatisfiedly: "What? Does the Ming Dynasty's laws stipulate that women cannot serve in the military?"

"This is not. It's just that few women serve in the Ming army. Generally, women work in the arsenal at most. After all, soldiers' daily lives are very difficult, especially women are even more inconvenient."

Chu Qi remembered that even when he entered the industrial age, very few women joined the army. In the industrial age, the young labor force was abundant, and there was no need to mobilize women to the battlefield. Even if women were engaged in related work, most of them were just in the logistics department or as nurses on the battlefield.

"My name is Feng Yuruo, and I am honored to be able to carry out missions with the Jinyiwei." The female official of the Ming army spoke very coldly.

"Miss Feng?" Chu Qi silently wrote down the name. She seemed to be two or three years older than Chu Qi. I wonder if her qualifications for service were longer than Chu Qi.

Chu Xin patted his son on the shoulder: "She will give it to you and take her to San Francisco. You may also have to cooperate with her to get the information she wants."

Chu Qi sighed helplessly. Before he left, he suddenly had an accompanying person, who was still a daughter, which affected his itinerary and arrangements to a greater or lesser extent.

This female official from the Ming army named Feng Yuruo should be the representative of the Ming Dynasty's Ministry of War, and may be of a pretty good background.

"Okay, I am not as good as her in marching and fighting, but she is not as good as me in infiltration and collecting intelligence, so I have to listen to me along the way." Chu Qi emphasized the issue of leadership on the road.

"As long as the task can be completed, I have no objection." Feng Yuruo replied.

"Also, this time we went to North America to collect intelligence secretly. Our appearance is too conspicuous in the local area and should have a superficial identity. My identity is a fur businessman from the Ming Dynasty, and we can pretend to be a couple..." Chu Qi thought about changing his identity to Feng Yuruo.

At this time, Chu Xin knocked his head: "You are not afraid that the daughter of the Zhang family will feel what you will think if you make such arrangements."

"Dad, I'm just kidding. We can also pretend to be siblings, right, Sister Feng." Chu Qi said quickly.

Feng Yuruo, who came out of the Ming army, raised his eyebrows slightly. She had heard that the temporary North American intelligence work was a young genius from the Jinyiwei, but now she saw that Chu Qi and the frivolous playboy were almost the same, so she couldn't help but worry about this trip.

"She is only three years older than you, please call her Sister Feng... Forget it, be careful that she was discounted by her halfway." Chu Xin couldn't stand it.

"Chu Qianhu, when will we set off?" Feng Yuruo asked about the important matter seriously.

"If you have brought your luggage, let's go now." Chu Qi complained. He was most afraid of walking with serious people. With the other party's personality, he probably could not joke easily, otherwise the other party might really fight.

It's better for Zhang Zhi'er to tease her, but she won't fight back.

Chu Qi then realized how perfect Zhang Zhier was. Even a Western woman like Princess Sissi had the shortcomings of weakness and mental instability. Feng Yuruo was stern in his work, but Zhang Zhier seemed to be unable to find a picky place at the moment.

Chu Xin and Rou'er just sent Chu Qi outside the Chu Mansion's door, but not to the Imperial City Railway Station.

As the Minister of War, Chu Xin often had to go to the front line to patrol the military. He had been away from the mansion for more time. He didn't have much trouble in his heart about Chu Qi's trip to North America this time: "Be careful that there is no eyeless sword and gun, come back alive."

Rou'er's eyes turned red: "Young master, you must be careful, Rou'er is waiting for you in the mansion."

Chu Qi said confidently: "Don't worry, even if a war breaks out, it will end soon."

"I think you shouldn't be so confident. The Ministry of War estimates that if the Civil War broke out in the United States, the war will take at least three years to end. Maybe you and I will die in a foreign land at that time." Feng Yuruo poured cold water on Chu Qi.

"Please, please don't say such unlucky words, okay? I'm still very confident in our Ming Empire."

If Feng Yu hadn't been a daughter, Chu Qi would have beaten her long ago.

Regardless of whether Chu Qiyan was willing to take such a burden, Feng Yuruo, as the representative of the Ming Army, joined forces with the Jinyiwei to sneak into North America secretly, indicating that the Ming Army also intends to intervene in North American affairs.

For Chu Qi, who had already seen the Imperial plan to aid the Yugoslavia, he already knew that the Ming army was ready to intervene in the Civil War. The large-scale expansion of the Dongyang shogunate armament was a sign that the storm was about to come and the wind filled the building.

"I said to Sister Feng, why did you join the Ming Army? Even if you join the Ming Army, you can still serve in the Logistics Department. However, depending on your temperament, you don't look like someone willing to engage in logistics." Chu Qi asked on the way.

"I have nothing to do with you, so don't call me Sister Feng." Feng Yuruo didn't care about trivial matters, but as a natural beauty, even if she didn't pay attention to her appearance, she was called Sister by someone who was only three years younger than her, and she was a little angry.

Chu Qi, who felt that her tone was not good, was thinking about the other person's personality, which was also considered a professional habit.

The two of them came to the railway station of the Imperial City. They needed to take a steam locomotive to Tianjin Wei, and then switched to the steam merchant ship "Huanghu" to San Francisco.

The "Huang Swallow" is an on-appearance of a merchant ship registered at the customs of the Ming Empire, with a displacement of about 500 tons and engaged in trade activities between the Ming Empire and foreign countries. However, only the Jinyiwei knew that it was actually the Jinyiwei's asset, used to secretly transport materials and personnel, and even transport firearms and gunpowder to some states in the southern United States of North America that planned to rebel.

At the Imperial City Railway Station, Zhang Zhier was already waiting, and she had only one person to come. She promised Chu Qi to come and see him off not long ago.

Originally, she showed a surprise expression when she saw Chu Qi appear, but when she saw the woman following Chu Qi, her expression gradually solidified.
Chapter completed!