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When he opened the book, the first picture was shockingly the Southern Wilderness' Crown Prince, Duan Liushao!

Feng Ning Yan couldn't help but be shocked as she hurriedly looked through it.

On each page of the booklet, there was a detailed portrait of a man, even his eyebrows and beard could be seen clearly.

Beneath the portrait, the names, ranks, preferences and manners of the people in the painting were described in detail. Some of them were even listed in their past lives.

After Duan Liushao, there was the information of Vice Marshal Li Yuanxiong and Military Advisor Sang Huaiyu. There were also over sixty generals and officers of different ranks.

This was the list of portraits of generals from the southern border!

Feng Ning Yan tightly gripped the booklet and stood up. She excitedly walked around the table and continued to read.

With this book, he could be said to know himself and know his enemy. He had drawn up a battle plan based on the enemy general, and before the battle had even begun, he had already won half the battle.

But, why would this booklet appear in her tent?

Feng Ning Yan raised her head and was stunned for a moment. Then, she quickly went to the last page. She saw that the page was still fresh with ink, as if she had just finished writing.

The man who wrote the book must be nearby.

Feng Ningyan suddenly recalled the military intelligence report that she had been stopped by someone. She thought to herself, This matter must have been done by the people from the Southern District Hall of the Interpretation Pavilion.

She quickly stuffed the book into her pocket, ran out of the tent, and jumped on her horse. She wanted to leave the camp and catch up with the person who had delivered the book, so she expressed her gratitude.

But by the time she arrived outside the camp, where was the shadow of a person?

Only the dark forest was hidden by the night sky, the hooves on the mud ground were in disarray, mixed with the footprints left by the soldiers, it was impossible to find any special marks.

The night breeze was slightly chilly, and Feng Ning Yan's horse stood stunned in the wind. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the actions of the Pavilion of Interpretation were somewhat abnormal.

If it was Cheng Ying, Xu Mo, and the rest, and they were all familiar with each other, why didn't they show themselves?

If it wasn't them, then who could possess such confidential information and have the ability to intercept military intelligence reports?

Could it be …

She could not help but think of someone.

Shen Ling Jue.

Could it be him? How heartless she was to him, and how she drove him away by means of a volume and a book.

He should have long since arrived at the capital and safely become his prince. Why would he need to remember the heartless man from a thousand miles away and worry about her?

Thinking of this, Feng Ning Yan felt sad. She slowly turned her horse around and returned to the main tent.

She poured herself a cup of tea, sat down again, opened the book, and carefully examined the portraits of all the generals one by one.

Although the Southern Ning Army had been stationed in Dragon Fang for many years, and they also had a good understanding of the situation in the southern border, it was only fragmented information sent by scouts. They had never had such complete and detailed information.

Feng Ningyan watched with rapt attention, and couldn't help but mutter. "Jiang Chongming, from Hao Cheng City, 35 years old. You're an astute and scheming person, and you're completely loyal to Duan Liushao … obey orders to guard the Southern Yong Pass? "

Jiang Chongming?

His surname was Jiang?

Feng Ning Yan suddenly remembered that in her previous life, Feng Wei had once sent her a letter after the defeat of Long Chi. In the letter, he had written about the results of the defeat and mentioned that "the rations were robbed by Jiang Zhe".

Jiang Zhe, could it be this Jiang Chongming?

Feng Ningyan quickly flipped through the pages of the painting, and from beginning to end, she only saw a man with the surname of Jiang.

However, the information showed that this person was a high-ranking officer who came from a civil service background. He was not often the vanguard, so when the two armies fought, Feng Ningyan had no impression of him.

So it turned out that Duan Liushao had sent Jiang Jie to guard the Southern Yong Pass!

In other words, the person Feng Ningyan was facing this time was Jiang Chongming.

In her previous life, this thief had thought of this method to plunder grain and grass. Thinking about it, she believed that he would do the same thing.

If he wanted to plunder the grain, this thief would definitely scout out the Southern Ning Army first.

It just so happened that Feng Ning Yan could do as she pleased!

She smiled and called for Yao Yao to come over. She lit a candle, opened a map, and made a plan …

On the second day, about twenty li north of the Southern Yong Pass, a small tea shop built from bamboo appeared beside the quiet official road.

All the furnishings in the tea house seemed to have been worn out for quite some time. The tables and stools were all polished to a shiny point. The copper teapots on the shelves were also glowing with a golden light.

Although the place was simple, it was enough for passersby to rest.

Due to the trade between Da Yue and the Southern Wilderness, the journey from the Southern Mountain Pass to the Dragon Fang was originally a bustling business trip with many guests.

But after the war at the border, there were fewer people coming and going on the official road, and the business of the teahouse had become deserted.

Late in the morning, the father and daughter pair, who were selling tea, finally had their first group of guests come from the south.

The tea girl dressed in a flowery and earthy dress hastily went up to greet him. While they were chatting, all she asked about was the situation in the Southern Yong Pass.

This father and daughter pair was Feng Ningyan and Vice General Li Yao.

They had brought in a teahouse from somewhere else, and all the old things had been brought in just to look more real and not to arouse suspicion.

The time was a bit hard to bear. It finally reached noon, but the sunlight above their heads suddenly became very intense. It was not winter, but rather spring.

Feng Ning Yan was sitting next to the stove, feeling a little sleepy from the warm sun. She picked up a pot of cold tea and was about to drink it when Li Yao said in a low voice, "Young Marshal, someone's coming again."

Feng Ning Yan quickly put down the teapot and looked towards the end of the main road, only to see a horse carriage slowly approaching.

When the carriage reached the front, the coachman stopped and three men alighted from the carriage.

The leader was dressed extravagantly like a guest. He sat down first, but the other two didn't dare to sit. They just waited behind him.

Although the person seated was tall and sturdy, his posture was refined and dignified.

The two followers behind him were both very tall and sturdy. Although they stood there with their hands behind their backs, their fists were unnaturally clenched, and they had the feeling that they didn't know where to place them.

The reason why they didn't know where to put their hands was because they were used to swords. They were used to standing with swords in hand. Without such props that didn't leave their limbs, how could they not feel uncomfortable?

Feng Ning Yan could tell at a glance that something wasn't right. While she was wiping the table, she glanced at the person sitting down. She couldn't help but feel joy in her heart. She turned around and gave Li Yao a look: It's Jiang Zhe!

With a smile, Li Yao stealthily went to boil water for his tea.

After a while, the tea was ready. With his back hunched, Li Yao walked up with the teapot and apologetically said, "Three guests, you've waited for a long time …"

Feng Ning Yan had long since finished preparing the tea bowls. She took the teapot from Li Yao and slowly poured the tea into a cup.

In order to act like a peasant girl, she had deliberately used apricot rouge to cover her fair skin, covering her thick eyebrows and freckles to hide her appearance.

At this moment, not to mention Jiang Chongming not recognizing her, even Li Yao could barely recognize her.

Jiang Chongming threw out a bunch of copper coins and sized up the father and daughter pair before quickly sweeping through the furnishings. He realized that the items were old, and even the glaze around the edge of the teacup had been washed away.

He then said, "After walking for a long time, I'm really a bit hungry. If the shop has any snacks for tea, just bring them up."