The reborn soft empress only wants to hug her thighs

Chapter 157 A Voice

With the help of Uncle Li, Feng Su'er gathered her father's old ministry, counting only those who could mount a horse and fight, there were about 100 people.

Feng Su'er took them outside the palace to wait, and went to the palace to explain the situation to Luo Chuchu.

Luo Chuchu didn't expect that she would choose the candidate in just three days, and she wasn't sure if she was really qualified, so she didn't discuss with Yan Wenmao in advance.The main reason is that if Feng Su'er can't do this, she doesn't have to take responsibility. I didn't expect her to be so fast.

It seemed that Feng Su'er's determination was very firm, so she immediately asked someone to invite Yan Wenmao.

"Have you decided?" Yan Wenmao asked again.

It wasn't that he questioned Feng Su'er, but that he had contacted some generals during this period, but he was unwilling to go there.As a woman, Feng Su'er's boldness far exceeds that of men of the same age.

Thinking of those over forty people who know how to eat and wait to die, Yan Wenmao couldn't help but pay more attention to Feng Su'er.

"Yes, Chitose." Feng Su'er bowed her head and said, "Please allow Chitose."

"What are you waiting for, I think Aunt Feng is fine." Luo Chuchu persuaded.

"This task is not so easy to complete..." Yan Wenmao took a deep look at Feng Su'er, and said, "Since you have made up your mind, then I can't stop you."

After the three discussed it, Yan Wenmao drafted an edict and handed it to Feng Su'er as her proof.

It was supposed to be Luo Chuchu who came to do this, but she had no intention of doing it at all, because the writing was really not as good-looking as Yan Wenmao.

The rest of the regulations should also be prepared, even if Yan Wenmao moved quickly, it took a quarter of an hour to complete all the preparations.

Looking at the thick stack of various notebooks, notices, and letters, Luo Chuchu couldn't help clicking her tongue.

"It's so troublesome to lead troops there..."

Feng Su'er put away the things that were given to her, went out of the palace to settle the people she was going to take with her, and went to the designated military camp to pick up horses, weapons and other necessary supplies.

It was already the beginning of August, and the weather was at its hottest, and the middle of the month was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the end of the month... was Luo Chuchu's birthday.

This year she is 15 years old and Jiji, so it must be a big event.

Luo Chuchu herself didn't feel anything. She had experienced several major events, and she had no obsession with such lively scenes. When Yan Wenmao asked about it, she replied, "Just pass it."

In his memory, the original owner, Luo Chu, was still under house arrest in Qifeng Palace before his 15th birthday.Only when she was released on her birthday, she was forced to go through the cutscene, and then she slipped away to find Si Kong Jin... Of course she was caught again.

The attackers didn't pay much attention to this day, and made a lot of troubles during the process, making Yan Wenmao's face livid.

If possible, Luo Chuchu wanted to skip it.

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Holding a letter from Yan Wenmao and a token with an invisible pattern, Feng Su'er went to a nearby military camp to get horses and weapons. After bargaining with the generals, she asked for twenty sets of soft armor.

"Every five people can't get a set, and it's too stingy."

Feng Su'er seemed to be back when she was a girl, riding a horse and leading people back to the main road, complaining vividly.

"Sister Su'er, this is not bad. I remember that once I went to fight, even the weapons in my hands were rusty." A middle-aged man followed her on a horse.

This man is a partner who grew up at about the same time as Feng Su'er, but he is now a veteran in the army and has not been promoted.

"You, that's how you muddle through." Feng Su'er belittled him.

"What else can I do if I don't?" The man smiled wryly, "After you got married, I also made progress, but I still haven't ended up like this."

"Don't worry, as long as you complete the task this time, the benefits will definitely be indispensable to you." Feng Su'er comforted.

After walking for about half an hour, the group had already reached the avenue outside the capital.

This kind of avenue is a tradition left over from the founding of the country. It is said that it was a "high-speed road" built under the order of the founding queen. Only horses and carriages can run on the avenue. If pedestrians want to go, they should walk on the side path. If you catch it, you will be fined silver, and you will be killed without justice.

Galloping on the avenue, after the pleasant feeling passed, suddenly a young voice whispered: "We are running on the road with weapons like this, will we really not be noticed by those people, and then we will report it?"

Feng Su'er reined in the reins, turned her head and asked, "Who was talking just now?"

As soon as she said those words, her originally low voice disappeared immediately.

"I don't blame you, your opinion is very good, if people see us like this, we will definitely leak our whereabouts." Feng Su'er thought, "Well, I remember there are a few villages nearby, let's go and change into disguises. "

At noon, smoke was flying over the village, and the peaceful atmosphere was broken by more than 100 outsiders.

Looking at the team holding weapons, most of them were young and middle-aged men, the village chief swallowed, and smiled and said: "I don't know what the good guys are here for?"

After a hard and sincere explanation, the village chief still didn't believe it. Feng Su'er was a little impatient and waved her knife: "Do you believe it or not?"

"Letter, letter, chivalrous girl, just take whatever you like in the village..."

They searched all the vehicles in the village, including four-wheeled carts, and took reins to put on the horses.

At this time, the young voice said again: "These cars are tattered and worn out. They won't go far before they break down. It's better to buy the grain in the village, sell it, and buy a new car according to the trend. That way you can disguise it as a car. A caravan."

"Who said that?" Feng Su'er was overjoyed.

Still no answer.

There was a thin young man among the crowd, his eyes flickering.

He was just a 13-year-old child, but after traveling to this world, his body turned out to be 17 years old, so he lost four years of life.And according to his investigation, there have been some time travelers in this world, and there is no way for him to do copying. The predecessors have already copied everything that can be copied from all elementary and middle school textbooks.

What else can he do, the only way to go is to eat and wait to die.

Make the rafters of the head?He is not stupid, he is a student in the first year of junior high school, not a primary school student anymore!
Buy all the grain in the village and put it on the car, change into the clothes bought from the villagers, wrap the weapons in thatch, and hide them in the grain.From the outside, they completely turned into a group of farmers selling grain.

"Boss, put down your arrogance, or you won't look like a peasant woman." The middle-aged man persuaded.

Feng Su'er tugged at the coarse clothes and pants on her body, "What's not like it?"

"Hey, that's right, be more aggressive!"

I watched helplessly as this group of uninvited people took away their food reserves, their clothes, and their cars, leaving nothing behind...

Wait, what is that?
The village chief went to the front, took a look at the paper pressed under the stone, his hands trembled, and the paper fell on the haystack.

"Get rich..."

(End of this chapter)