Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 840: Encountering Barbarians

Chapter 840: Chapter 840: Encountering Barbarians

Liang Shuang pointed to the barely visible rooftops in the darkness, "Of course you can’t tell at first glance, I came to find out. Three days ago, when I arrived in Shangzhi City, I overheard two people speaking in a foreign tongue. It made me suspicious, so I followed them here. As you know, Shangzhi City is close to Dashun, and many people here can speak the language of the foreigners, but these people’s dispositions were different from the locals. I went out of my way to pay someone from here to investigate with me. On the roof, we overheard them talking about explosives. Based on my deductions, Dashun wanted a half-year truce to clear out the routes and lay the explosives. They are quite ruthless in their objectives."

Nan Feng had heard while she was in the Palace that Dashun was adept at using gunpowder. However, she kept recalling the history she had learned; gunpowder was an ancient Chinese invention, and the West received it from the Central Plains. Could it be that Dashun had more powerful gunpowder than the Central Plains? That was unheard of.

"Sister Nan Feng, look, those people have gone back inside. Let’s go up to the roof and listen," suggested Liang Shuang.

Nan Feng looked at the snow on the rooftop, "Are you not afraid of freezing to death?"

"It’s precisely because it’s cold that they think no one will come, which is why they dare to discuss matters here," Liang Shuang said. "I know a very concealed spot on the rooftop. Come on, I’ll take you there."

...

Two figures lay on the roof; Liang Shuang confidently opened two tiles. To keep the cold air from getting in, he suggested to Nan Feng to get a bit closer to look.

There was candlelight in the room below; Nan Feng saw several people sitting around a table with a map in the middle. They appeared to be deep in discussion.

Nan Feng couldn’t understand what was being said as it was in the foreign language, but from the way they were pointing and gesturing at the map, it indeed looked like they were plotting something.

Nan Feng whispered to Liang Shuang, "Didn’t you say that many people in Shangzhi City can speak the foreign language? What if they are not foreigners?"

To prove his point, Liang Shuang suddenly said, "Alright then, Sister Nan Feng, you are quite skilled yourself. If you don’t believe me, then I won’t beat around the bush. I will lead these people away now, and you can sneak in and steal the contents of their bags. If they are using the foreigners’ script and have waist badges that symbolize the foreigners, then that means they really are foreigners."

"Wait a moment..." Nan Feng tried to stop Liang Shuang, but it was too late; he had already jumped off the roof and shouted, "General Nangong is here!"

Nan Feng: "..."

Hearing the shout, all those people came out to look. Liang Shuang took the opportunity to throw snowballs inside, "You foreign dogs! I have discovered you; come out and meet your deaths!"

The foreigners, initially terrified by the mention of General Nangong, were disheartened, but upon opening the door curtain, they saw only a young thief who had quite the nerve, and they didn’t think of him as bait. They decided to teach him a lesson, and a fight broke out.

Seeing that everyone from the room had emerged, Nan Feng quietly sneaked in and began to study the map on the table.

Indeed, these were foreigners, and they were using the foreigners’ script. She looked carefully at the annotations on the map; they looked like a formation, which would seem ordinary by modern standards, but were quite sophisticated for ancient times.

And then there were the waist badges; Liang Shuang was right, these people were definitely foreigners.