General Guan Da always has too high demands on his children.

Ah Shun, who was hiding quietly in the corner, was watching everything in front of him in horror.

My sister and brother, who were usually invincible in my eyes, were like weak chickens under my mother's hands, without the slightest resistance.

Ah Shun was physically weak when he was born.

Although he gradually grew stronger due to his relatively adequate nutrition, his talent was still somewhat inferior to that of his elder sister and elder brother.

His martial arts training is no match for Shuangshuang, and his writing skills are no match for Ah Chong.

But one advantage he has is balance.

Every time he was tested, he happened to pass General Guan's passing line. It was an amazing little guy.

At this time, a head appeared at the door and was peeking into the room.

Who is it if it’s not Zhang Xiaosi?

Judging from her gloating expression, she probably hasn't been tortured by Shuangshuang and Ah Chong in the past few months.

Feng Junhou rubbed his forehead and got up to go out before General Guan found Zhang Xiaosi.

He closed the door and shut in the crying in the room, and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Xiaosi looked at the closed door unwillingly, and then said:

"Letter from Luoyang."

"Luoyang? Oh, have you finally restored contact with Luoyang?"

Feng Junhou was overjoyed.

There has been no news about the hidden line in Luoyang for more than half a year.

In addition, it was confirmed that Yang Yi had surrendered to the enemy, which made Feng Junhou even more worried.

That's why he didn't hesitate to send his master Han Long to Wei to inquire about the news.

"Not only Mi Shiyilang, but also..."

Having said this, Zhang Xiaosi looked around and realized that this was not a good place to talk, "Follow me."

After returning to Zhang Xiaosi's own small courtyard and driving all the servants out of the house, Zhang Xiaosi took out a letter:

"Sima Yi from Luoyang sent someone to deliver a letter to you."

"who?!"

Feng Junhou subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but stopped halfway.

He couldn't believe his ears. His eyes widened and he looked at Zhang Xingyi.

"Sima Yi."

Zhang Xingyi said something affirmative again, then thrust the letter into his hand, lay back on the chair, and exhaled:

"To be honest, after I found out about this, just like you, I couldn't believe it."

Feng Junhou looked at the letter in his hand and saw that the seal had been opened.

Obviously, Zhang Xiaosi should have read it in advance.

Feng Junhou's tour of the two states will take at least several months, and the return date is uncertain.

Therefore, he entrusted Zhang Xiaosi with full authority to handle the political affairs in Guanzhong.

What's more, husband and wife are one body, so Zhang Xiaosi has the right to open Sima Yi's letter.

"What did he say in the letter?"

Feng Junhou threw the letter on the table and didn't bother to read it - it would be embarrassing if it was in elegant parallel prose and he couldn't understand it.

"Yang Yi confessed the detailed work sent by the Prime Minister, and he wanted to exchange the detailed work in his hand with us."

"Exchange? Exchange for what?"

Feng Junhou immediately thought of supplies.

After all, Sima Yi had a large army in his hands, and there was a high probability that he and Xuchang were inseparable from each other.

It is not unimaginable that he would like to leave Xuchang and collect supplies privately.

"people."

"People? What people?"

Feng Junhou was even more strange.

"Wang Shuang, and Deng Ai's bones."

Wang Shuang?

Feng Junhou thought for a moment and then remembered that he was the Wei general captured by Jiang Wei in the Jingshui Valley.

"Hmm...exchange? This is a good thing..."

Feng Junhou was only halfway through his words when Zhang Xiaosi interrupted him in an unladylike manner: "What a fart!"

Feng Junhou looked at Zhang Xiaosi with some surprise.

Only then did I realize that she seemed a little irritable at this time.

"What's wrong?"

"Wang Shuang is a surrendered general, surrendered general! He has already surrendered to the Han Dynasty. If you send him back to Wei State now, who will dare to trust the Han Dynasty in the future? Who will dare to surrender to the Han Dynasty?"

When Feng Junhou heard this, he reacted and frowned:

"Yeah, I didn't think about this level for a while."

He hesitated for a moment before he really reacted:

"Cao! Sima Yi, this old yinbi, he is setting a trap!"

Only then did Zhang Xiaosi roll his eyes at Feng Junhou.

After all, I'm not stupid enough yet.

After hanging out with Guan Hunu for a few months, I thought he would be like Tiger Girl and become less thoughtful.

"If we exchange, it will damage Dahan's credibility, but if we don't exchange, who will dare to serve Dahan to the death in the future?"

Feng Junhou's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Sima Yi's proposal is simply putting us on the fire."

The emperor of the Han Dynasty governed the world with benevolence and filial piety, and the soldiers of the Han Dynasty repaid the country with loyalty and righteousness.

If he openly gave up his detailed work in Wei at this time, it would be tantamount to destroying the foundation of the late emperor's founding of the country.

To devote all the troops of the country to avenge Guan Laojun may not be the impulse that a qualified king should have.

But for the soldiers of the Han Dynasty, this is righteousness.

They like this kind of righteousness.

If the king regards his ministers as his hands and feet, then his ministers will regard him as his heart; if his ministers regard his ministers as dogs and horses, his ministers will regard him as a fellow countryman; if his ministers regard his ministers as earth and mustard, then his ministers will regard him as a bandit.

Sima Yi's move was not simply about exchanging hostages, it was also a test and a demonstration.

Feng Junhou picked up the letter and pinched it twice, but still did not open it and read:

"For things like this, even if I'm not in Chang'an, you should have sent someone back to Hanzhong earlier."

"You think I didn't send it?" Zhang Xiaosi rolled his eyes at him again and said, "I had already sent someone to secretly send this news back to the palace."

"However, this matter was suppressed by the palace and was not discussed in the court. Only a few people in the court knew about it."

Feng Junhou didn't know why: "Why?"

"Why? Once this matter is made public, no matter what we do, we will be at a disadvantage. The less people know about it, the smaller the impact."

Needless to say, this must be the opinion of the queen in the palace.

"Then have you figured out a way?"

Zhang Xiaosi did not answer immediately, but his eyes were a little wandering:

"There is no good solution at the moment, but my sister said that the emperor had better not get involved in this matter."

"What do you mean?" Feng Junhou became more and more confused, "What do you mean the emperor should not interfere? Oh, I understand."

Feng Junhou expressed his contempt:

Don't you just want the little fat guy to be a white lotus?

"So what does the queen mean?"

"Send a minister to do this in private. This person must have a noble status and a high status. At the same time, he must have sufficient autonomy."

"If you have the power and ability to accomplish this without reporting anything to the emperor, then you can win Sima Yi's trust."

Zhang Xiaosi glanced at Feng Junhou secretly, and then quickly looked away:
To be continued...