Jin Wushu said in a deep voice:

"According to what you said, Yuwen Xuzhong was forced to send me the Great Jin Kingdom. Zhao Gou didn't like him and specially sent him to die. He also put forward such harsh conditions."

Xu Dekai smiled narrowly and replied:

"The fourth prince is clear and I think that Yuwen Xuzhong is an important official of the Song State after all, and he is in a high position. It is better to recruit this person and set an example for the military ministers of the Song State. Isn't it a pleasure to surrender the Song State in the future?"

Jin Wushu chuckled when he heard this. He had dealt with Yuwen Xuzhong a few years ago, and he was considered a civil servant who had been better known in the Song Dynasty court.

In Jin Wushu's opinion, talents like Yuwen Xuzhong can indeed be placed in the New Chu State. The Jin State had not yet confirmed that it would build the Great Qi State, so it had not yet discussed the name of the New Country.

In Jiankang Palace, Tuanzi's father-in-law suddenly sweated and burst into tears. His whole face turned pale. He looked carefully at Zhao Jiu, the official family who did not eat or drink in front of him.

"Official family, why don't you eat..."

The Tuanzi's heart skipped a beat, and a bad idea surged in his heart, and he realized that things were going on.

Tuanzi quickly mobilized the vitality in his body. He felt that Zhao Guanjia was in front of him and immediately exclaimed:

"Official family, are you just a clone?"

Zhao Jiu's clone smiled and said:

"Yes, although my clone can eat, I'm still a bit of a waste of food, so let's forget it."

The Tuanzi's father-in-law didn't expect that the official family would be so messy, so he asked quickly:

"Official family, where are you now? I will pick you up in person."

Zhao Jiu's shadow clone squinted his eyes and said:

"It's not far away. It's just in the Huaibei Camp on the other side, and the Jin army's central army tent, according to the distance, I have followed Mr. Yuwen to the Jinwushu Camp."

The Duke Tuanzi's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. What should he do? Take Zhang Jun, Han Shizhong and others to save people? I, the Song Dynasty, can't fight in the field now.

The Tuanzi said carefully:

"Officials, we dare not make a fuss. If you accidentally get caught in the Jin soldiers camp, you can transform yourself. You can quickly pretend to be someone else's appearance and find out the Jin soldiers camp."

The Tuanzi's father-in-law quickly proposed his own good strategy, and Zhao Jiu's shadow clone said with a wry smile:

"Can I still stop what your official family has decided? I am just a clone. You should try to make me less move. When the true energy in my body is exhausted, something big will happen."

Zhao Jiu's clone spread his hands very irresponsibly and gave a helpless expression.

Tuanzi said with a constipated expression:

"Official family, if you don't come back for ten days or half a month, then the court will be in chaos. Those civil and military ministers must take me alive and swallow me. Let's not joke."

Zhao Jiu said with confidence:

"Hmph, Tuanzi, otherwise why do you think I will hand over the transformation technique to you? You are not pointing at this time to put it in handy, and to raise troops for a thousand days.

I am optimistic about you. No matter what kind of difficulties, I can't defeat me and Tuanzi, Aoli gives you."

"Oli gives..."

Chi Sutuan was messy in the wind.

…

In the Jin army camp, the troops of Zhao Jiu and other envoys were strictly guarded, and Zhao Jiu himself squatted in the corner without talking.

The other personnel and guards and servants in the mission were not interested in chatting. After all, they made money to work hard. Whether they could go back this trip depends on the will of God. Everyone was sluggishly huddled in the corner.

Yuwen Xuzhong and Yang Yizhong had already reconciled on the way. They both obtained Zhao Jiu's secret order and were both clear about each other's identities and tasks. After the two of them revealed some information without any trace, they didn't say much.

No one spoke at midnight.

Zhao Jiu opened his eyes, slowly stood up, carefully observed the movements around him for a while, and found that the grooms beside him were sleeping soundly, snoring one after another, endless streams of music.

Zhao Jiu stood up carefully, his mind moved and instantly turned into a thousand households of Jin soldiers.

The transformation technique is to condense true energy and then transform yourself into any person or thing you see.

My father once said that only magic can defeat magic, and it is difficult for the Jin people to expose Zhao Jiu.

However, this transformation technique consumes a lot, and if Zhao Jiu did not imitate a person he was particularly familiar with, he would easily be seen through.

With the whole body of true energy maintaining the transformation technique, Zhao Jiu's combat power is almost zero. He cannot activate the Eight Gate Dunjia, nor can he use other ninja techniques.

For example, Zhao Jiu directly imitated Jin Wushu. When the two sides met, the other party asked a few questions directly, but Zhao Jiu definitely couldn't answer it, so Zhao Jiu was directly killed on the spot.

Zhao Jiu spent about half a stick of incense and finally used the transformation technique. Zhao Jiu transformed into the Thousand Houses who were responsible for distributing the camp to their envoys today.

Zhao Jiu also remembered the other party's name. Ba Moli, a thousand household of the Jin people, was basically qualified to participate in the senior meeting of the Jin army.

Zhao Jiu took out his greeting, then took out a bottle of strong wine from it, poured it evenly on himself, then took a sip of it gently, then wiped it on his face, and then walked out of the tent with a slightly drunkenness.

At this time, the Jin soldiers had very strong combat power, and the military quality was even more world-class, even though they could kill, kill, rob.

However, their military camps were heavily guarded, and the soldiers patrolling back and forth, as well as guard posts everywhere. The soldiers in the camps were all unable to take off their armor at night. They could tolerate the sour smell on their bodies. The Jin soldiers could fight hard.

Zhao Jiu walked out of the military camp staggeringly and was soon discovered by others. He hurriedly walked up to ask about patrol. When they saw the person in front of them clearly, they saluted respectfully and said:

"Master Bamoli, why haven't you returned to the camp so late? If the marshal knows, another whip will be indispensable."

Zhao Jiu waved his hand and said:

"I'm blind to your dog's eyes. I'm just coming out to pee. If you dare to go out and yell, I will definitely tear your mouth."

Zhao Jiu was a little tired and shook his head. Everyone smiled bitterly. It turned out that the Qianhu Lord was drunk and ran to pee in the middle of the night.

Someone stepped forward and held Zhao Jiu, then said:

"Qianhu, I will help you back to your tent to rest. Today, brothers will pretend that they have not seen anything, can they do it?"

Zhao Jiu said:

"I'm not drunk. You don't allow me to help me. I'll walk back by myself."

However, his body fell honestly on the team. The team instantly smelled the wine on Zhao Jiu's body, so they had to pinch their nose and said to others:

"I'll send the Qianhu to the camp first. You can go patrol ahead and don't make any mistakes. Don't mention this to outsiders today."

"yes!"

After speaking, the Golden People team was struggling to help Zhao Jiu walk slowly towards a tent. Generals of Qianhu's level all had their own private tents, so the team naturally recognized it.

The moonlight is hazy.

The team leader did not notice at all, and the Qianhu master he was holding showed a strange smile.
Chapter completed!