In the Blade

So, in this newly issued two-entry house, Du Chengfeng entertained the first guest who came here.

Once the door was closed, the sparrow hawk could not leave. However, considering the special identity of the sparrow hawk, Du Chengfeng was not in a hurry to tie him up and torture him, but put good wine and food on the table to see if he could get some information.

As for good wine, there is still some in the warehouse, so there is no need to go out to buy. As for good food, there are some ingredients in the kitchen. Du Chengfeng himself has skills, so it is not a problem to make some side dishes - so after three rounds of wine and five dishes, the sparrow hawk just lay on the table.

"You have so much to say now..."

The drunken sparrow hawk held the cup and looked at Du Chengfeng with envy.

"You can cook well, brew good wine, and even get to this position at such a young age... It's really unfair for you to be a sparrow. With your ability, you are more than qualified to be a goshawk!"

"No, no, I just learned it blindly."

Du Chengfeng waved his hands repeatedly, showing a humble attitude.

He really needs to be humble. After all, his cooking skills were acquired by sharpening knives, and the position of the chief of the ordnance was forced upon him by Liu Yanran. As for the homemade wine, it was also left by the previous owner of this house and had nothing to do with him.

However, thanks to the strong homemade wine left in the house, even a cautious intelligence officer like Sparrowhawk couldn't help but taste a glass after smelling the aroma of the wine.

After tasting a glass, he tasted another glass, and after tasting a glass, he tasted another glass. The jar of wine must have at least three or four pounds, and the Sparrowhawk drank it all.

This made it convenient for Du Chengfeng to ask questions.

"Come on, brother, I'll toast you another glass!"

As he said this, Du Chengfeng opened another wine jar and filled them with fine wine.

"I was wrong before. I'm new here, so I'm sorry for offending you. I can only say that I'm still a little sparrow and I really don't understand our rules... Come on, these are all your knives, brother Sparrowhawk, I'll give them back to you."

As he said this, Du Chengfeng simply took out the ten knives he had seized before and pushed them to Sparrowhawk.

Anyway, these things have been sharpened, and there is no use in keeping them, so it's better to take them out and give them to Sparrowhawk as a favor.

What's more, as long as Sparrowhawk hasn't left the hospital, these things have not been lost.

Sparrowhawk didn't see Du Chengfeng's calculations, but just took these knives generously. After inserting these knives back into his body, the way Sparrowhawk looked at Du Chengfeng became more and more pleasing to the eye.

Sparrowhawk felt comfortable, but Du Chengfeng was nervous.

As an intelligence officer, he trusted others so easily. Is there really nothing wrong with this Sparrowhawk's brain?

"Well, brother Sparrowhawk."

After hesitating for a moment, Du Chengfeng decided to test it.

"It's my honor that you can trust me so much, but if someone else comes and wears my clothes to deceive you, then our great cause..."

"That can't be done. You underestimate my vision."

Sparrowhawk laughed immediately.

"Brother, you don't think I don't even have the most basic ability to recognize people, do you? The reason why I still think you are my own person even though we have never met before is of course because I have a unique method."

As he spoke, Sparrowhawk sniffed at Du Chengfeng, as if he was sniffing something.

"Ah, yes, that's the smell. There's no disgusting scent of powder, only heroic masculinity... Yes, that's it. You, like me, have long been dissatisfied with the Southern Chen court!"

"...Ah?"

Du Chengfeng almost spilled the wine in his cup. It was the first time he saw this way of identification.

How could he smell like a traitor? He was not even from the Southern Chen...Okay, it seems that it should be forgotten now. After all, as the general manager of the Jizhou military equipment, he can be regarded as an official in the Great Chen.

As for the many dissatisfactions with the Southern Chen...

Based on the bad things he experienced in Jizhou and Yanzhou, it is indeed difficult to have any respect for the Southern Chen.

If you think about it this way, the sparrow hawk really smelled right?

"Brother, I'm not saying anything to you. With your skills, it's really a waste of talent for you to stay in the Southern Chen as a spy."

After two more glasses of wine, the sparrow hawk talked more and more.

"I have seen all the corpses you killed on the way. They were all crazy people with blood evil in their bodies. It would take three or five people to take them down. But you slapped their heads into the cavity with one slap... Wouldn't it be better to go directly to the Khan's tent to listen to his orders with this strength? When the army goes south, you will kill your way here, and you can at least get a thousand households..."

"This... is all for the great cause."

Du Chengfeng thought about it, and simply imitated Sparrowhawk's just now, and bowed to the north.

"For our great cause, this little thing is nothing."

"Okay!"

Sparrowhawk immediately slapped the table and picked up the wine glass.

"For the great cause! Cheers!"

"For the great cause, for the great cause."

Du Chengfeng also drank a glass of water to show his respect.

The two sides had a common language, and the atmosphere naturally became more lively. Du Chengfeng used water instead of wine to toast each other. Sparrowhawk was drunk and spoke wittily. For a while, both parties were very happy, just like brothers who could talk about anything.

"So...old brother."

Half a cup of wine was spilled on him, and Du Chengfeng, who was drunk, grabbed Sparrowhawk's shoulders.

"Are all the patriots who came to Nanchen as humorous as you? Do you usually meet? Where do you chat?"

"Why meet? Safety comes first."

The drunken Sparrowhawk couldn't help shaking his head.

"After all, there are still some troubles in Nanchen, especially those predators are particularly disgusting, so in order to prevent being caught, everyone usually contacts their superiors individually. Even if I, your brother, hadn't seen you crossing the line in the middle of the night, I wouldn't take the initiative... Wait, brother, why are you asking this?"

"Single-line contact? In other words, you don't know how many of your own people are in the city?"

Du Chengfeng scratched his head.

"Then I'm sorry, brother."

After saying that, he slapped his right hand, which was scratching his head, and smashed Sparrowhawk's head on the table.

Since the sparrowhawk has been alerted, there is no need to ask further. Anyway, he already knows the information about the spy, so the sparrowhawk is useless. It is just right to send it to the plunderer, which can be regarded as doing a good deed.

"No, this old brother is still useful."

After thinking about it, Du Chengfeng simply took off the other's robe while the sparrowhawk was fainted and put it on himself.

Looking at the old robe with two holes in it, and then looking at the new robe on his body, which is slightly old but still well-cut, and even has more than 30 knives hanging inside, Du Chengfeng nodded with satisfaction.

It's a bit late, the second update is here, everyone go to rest early, I will rest after swinging five sets of hammers.

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