Fortunately, it is Dajin now.

However, even in Dajin, the answer to He Wuji's question was very clear.

"Wuji, why are you confused?" Wang Mi stared at He Wuji with particularly sincere eyes.

"How can we bring Amai's wife here?"

"why not?"

"Actually, Amai's wife hasn't seen him for a long time. When our two brothers came out from Lujiang, they were just married. You can count on your fingers. It's been almost a year. The couple has been missing each other for a long time.

You have also experienced hardship, wouldn’t it be nice to take this opportunity to bring Amai’s wife to Jiankang?”

fool!

What a fool!

"Then Amai's wife is here, does your wife want to come?"

Being so stupid, Wang Mi could only tell the truth, and He Wuji's face instantly turned livid before his eyes.

"This...this, I really haven't thought about it."

He Wuji was completely confused by his question. All these so-called methods he came up with were all his own and he had not discussed them with He Mai.

From this point of view, it seems that he did not think carefully.

"Otherwise, it's okay to pick them up together. Anyway, they and Huihui are similar in age. If they are all here, they can play together and it will be more lively."

Of course, He Wuji did not dare to bring his wife to Jiankang City, so Wang Shilang began to imagine a beautiful picture, sat with his hands clasped, and watched his jokes.

"No way!"

"Absolutely not!"

"If both wives come to pick him up, something big will happen."

"It's better to find one for him in Jiankang City."

Are you kidding me?

After all, two wives, facing a little girl like Luzhu, why don't they round up their fists and hit her?

He Wuji knew very well what kind of character his wife was like and what kind of behavior Amai's wife was like.

Originally, he just thought that by doing this, he would save the trouble of finding a new man. It happened that Amai had just gotten married recently, so if he could bring his wife over, it would be a relief from the pain of lovesickness.

But they ignored that no woman could remain calm when seeing a lady like Lu Zhu.

Not only his own wife, but also Amai's wife saw her. Can she swallow this breath? Can she pretend to be deaf and dumb?

She will definitely send news to Wuji's wife. In this way, the whole Lujiang City will know about He Mai's affair in Jiankang City.

And Wuji's wife will definitely come to Jiankang as soon as possible, so can they, a pair of brothers, still live a stable life?

"Then I can't control it."

"This is your business. Since we are looking for a new person, let Amai choose."

Although Wang Mi was just talking casually and would not actually do anything, He Wuji was still worried, as if he had encountered some danger.

"By the way, I also brought this, take a look."

He Wuji came today, firstly, for his own private affairs. The green pearl originally belonged to Wang Mi. Although Wang Mi never agreed, but now that he wants to be his concubine, he naturally has to inform his good brother. Secondly, it is true.

We have something important to discuss.

When Wang Mi saw him taking out a letter from his arms, he was immediately delighted: "Did it arrive so soon?"

Of course Wang Mi knew whose letter He Wuji sent, but he didn't expect that the trip from Jingkou to Jiankang could be so fast.

"Isn't this thanks to you?"

"Since Xiangyang was captured, cities with many horses such as Nanyang, Jingkou, and Jiankang have many good horses."

"We specially hired a fast horse to deliver it as a rush."

As long as it is a good horse, with the distance between Jingkou and Jiankang so close, it only takes two or three days to make the round trip.

It's really convenient.

This also includes the time wasted by people on both sides writing letters.

Since it was a letter sent by He Wuji, he had naturally read it. They were all brothers, and there was no need to hide it.

When the letter arrived at He Wuji's place, he opened it immediately. When the familiar handwriting appeared in front of Wang Mi again, he was very pleased.

"So, do they believe it?"

"Exactly, our plan succeeded!"

"Very good!"

Wang Mi slapped the table and jumped up excitedly.

"You tell the slave, you must pay attention to the time interval, not too fast, not too slow, and pay attention to the heat."

"We must not alert the enemy."

"Yes, I know all this."

"Don't worry over there at Jingkou. There are slaves and others watching to make sure nothing goes wrong."

"How is that boy Yuan Fei?"

"Are you still honest?"

Thinking of this Yuan Fei, Wang Mi felt itchy with hatred.

He is a magnanimous man. Even if he is a rotten fellow like Wang Guobao and Sima Daozi, in fact, as long as they do not commit suicide themselves, Wang Mi will not want to kill them.

Only this Yuan Fei.

He is obviously just a pawn next to Liu Laozhi, but it's not that Wu Di looks down on him. If he was really capable, after a few battles, he would have been able to conquer the world with his own hands.

The results of it?

Isn’t it that he has no merit in battle?

People like this, from the moment Wang Mi entered Beifu, he kept causing him all kinds of trouble and almost ruined his affairs several times.

If Wang Mi was in Jingkou at that time, he might not be able to bear this tone and execute him directly.

Fortunately he wasn't there at the time.

"He is very honest."

"I know you hate him, but in order to keep Wang Gong in check, we can only keep him for now. Fortunately, it won't be too long, so we can just tolerate it."

"Besides, you are no longer in Jingkou. Even if he is disgusting, he will not be able to disgust you."

"But you have to keep an eye on him and not let him tamper with the letters."

Although Yuan Fei has little knowledge, Wang Mi is confident that he should not be able to use his brain to choose words and sentences, but he still needs to be careful.

Wuji lowered his head: "Liu Muzhi is watching him. Every time he finishes writing a letter, Muzhi will take it over and read it over to make sure there is no problem before sending it out."

Liu Muzhi?

With this guy, I can rest assured.

Since being captured on the spot, Liu Muzhi has been in charge of this matter, and Yuan Fei is under his close surveillance.

The letters he wrote had to go through Liu Muzhi's hands before being sent to Jiankang.

This is also a necessary step, there is no other way.

At Yuan Fei's level, although he cannot use gorgeous rhetoric to convey information, it is still important to pay attention to maintaining his consistent vulgar style.

Every time he ordered Yuan Fei to write a letter, Liu Muzhi would personally be responsible for telling him the news to be conveyed.

Then, if Yuan Fei is asked to write in his own words, in most cases, Liu Muzhi will not polish it.

Even if Yuan Fei writes nonsense, Liu Muzhi will keep it original. Only when important information needs to be revealed and Yuan Fei cannot express it clearly, Liu Muzhi will add a few strokes, but not too much.

why?

Isn't it because Wang Gong was already familiar with Yuan Fei's writing style? Long before they discovered it, Yuan Fei had communicated with Xi Hui many times. How good was he and Xi Hui and others didn't know?

It is most appropriate to leave this kind of thing to Liu Muzhi, who is smart and careful.

"I really hope I can go and see Wang Gong's expressions now. It will be very interesting."

…………

Although they lived on the same street, Wang Mi could not see the expressions of Wang Gong and the others. A court fight ended in a draw. Wang Mi was quite satisfied, but Wang Gong was still unwilling.

He urgently needed to collect a bunch of more materials from Jingkou so that he could push Wang Mi and his group into the mud so that they could never stand up again.

So, this time, he was much more cautious than before.

On the Jiankang side, Wang Gong replaced Xi Hui and personally replied to Yuan Fei. This approach did not even occur to Xi Hui.

You should know that although he has always kept in touch with Yuan Fei, Yuan Fei always sends him messages, and it takes several months for him to write him a reply, which can be regarded as encouraging him to continue his latent career.
To be continued...