The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

The meeting inside the cabin continued. Zheng Hongye tapped his fingers heavily on the map on the table, which clearly depicted the terrain of Luoyang City and its surrounding area.

"...The imperial court has been making frequent moves recently, and it is very suspicious of our Guandong aristocratic families. In particular, the newly appointed Prefect of Jingzhao is ruthless and has secretly seized several merchants who have close ties with us. His intentions are self-evident." An elder of the clan said worriedly, "If this continues, we may be put in a passive position."

"Passive?" Another middle-aged general, whose temper seemed even more impatient, slammed his fist on the table. "Third Uncle, when has our Xingyang Zheng family ever feared the pressure of the imperial court? Rather than sitting and waiting for death, we should strike first!"

Zheng Hongye raised his hand to stop the general's agitation: "Bowei, calm down. This matter is of great importance and requires careful consideration." He turned to another elderly man with a gloomy face: "Fifth Uncle, how is the arrangement in Luoyang City progressing? Have our 'insiders' taken their positions?"

"An inside man!"

These two words struck Lin Xiaoyan, Lin Xue, and Bai Jie like an electric current. Their hearts skipped a beat, and their eyes darted around them quickly. They really were after Luoyang! And they had planted an informant within Luoyang!

The old man, known as "Fifth Uncle," stroked his white beard, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes: "Hongye, rest assured, I will personally oversee this matter, and it will be foolproof. Over the years, the pieces we have planted in Luoyang through various channels have now taken root and sprouted. From the city gate guards to the street vendors, even... some inconspicuous minor officials, we have people among them. At crucial moments, they will cooperate with our actions according to the predetermined signals."

"Who exactly are these people? What are they responsible for?" Zheng Hongye pressed, his tone serious.

Uncle Wu leaned closer and lowered his voice: "Zhang Yong, the captain of Mingde Gate in the west city, was planted by us years ago. He can control the opening and closing of the city gates and the deployment of the garrison. A clerk in the Ministry of Personnel can provide us with information on the transfer of officials within the city. And... a judge in the Court of Judicial Review, although his position is not high, can access some case files and understand how much the court knows about our movements... As for the people in the city, our shops and inns are already covered with informants, and the transmission of information is unimpeded."

As he spoke, he pointed to several key locations on the map with his finger. Although his voice was low, the main cabin was relatively quiet, and the three women listened intently. In addition, their special training gave them a sound perception far superior to that of ordinary people, so this crucial information still drifted into their ears intermittently.

Lin Xiaoyan's heart sank. The Zheng family's infiltration was far deeper than they had imagined, having already planted their own in key departments such as the city gate guards and the Ministry of Personnel and the Court of Judicial Review! This meant that if the Zheng family took any action, Luoyang's defense system could very well suffer a major breach from within.

She subtly adjusted her breathing, her fingertips gently brushing across the strings. According to their plan, they needed to record key information they heard during the performance in the most inconspicuous way, or transmit it through specific signals. But now, their first priority was to gather as much information as possible.

After listening to his fifth uncle's report, Zheng Hongye's expression softened slightly, but remained grave: "Very good. An inside man is key, but the surprise attack force is the decisive factor." He turned to the middle-aged general named "Bowei": "Bowei, how strong is your 'Breaking Mountain Battalion'? Can it serve as the main force for the surprise attack?"

Zheng Bowen puffed out his chest and said proudly, "Don't worry, Patriarch! The three thousand men of the Broken Mountain Camp are all soldiers of the Zheng family. They are skilled in archery and horsemanship and are fearless in the face of death! They have been training day and night, waiting for this day! We will definitely take Luoyang in one fell swoop!"

“Three thousand men…” an elder pondered. “Luoyang is a formidable city with high walls and strong defenses. Is it too risky to launch a surprise attack with only three thousand men?”

"Adventure?" A ruthless glint flashed in Zheng Hongye's eyes. "Those who achieve great things must take risks! What we need is not a direct assault, but a surprise attack! Catch them off guard and strike at their vitals!" He pointed heavily at the center of Luoyang on the map—the Imperial City! "As long as our inside man can open the city gates, the Poshan Camp can quickly storm in, strike at the heart of the city, control the central command, capture… Hmph, then Luoyang will be ours for the taking!"

His voice was full of ambition and confidence, which made the elders present feel their blood boil.

"When will we make our move?" someone asked anxiously.

Zheng Hongye's gaze swept over the crowd, and he slowly uttered a few words: "Three days later, on the night of the full moon!"

Three days later! On the night of the full moon!

The specific timing made the three women's hearts tighten once again. Time was of the essence; they had to get this message out as soon as possible!

Just then, Zheng Hongye seemed to feel that the meeting had come to an end and that some music and dance were needed to ease the tense atmosphere, or rather, to make this "banquet" look more like a real banquet. He waved his hand and said to the attendants beside him, "Let them begin."

The attendant bowed and replied, then said to the three women at the corner of the cabin, "By order of the master, begin the performance."

Lin Xiaoyan took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in her heart. She knew that the real test was just beginning. They not only had to perform, but also, under the watchful eyes of Zheng Hongye and his shrewd senior executives, silently memorize the key information they had just heard, including "decisive battle," "Luoyang," "surprise attack," "insider," "full moon night in three days," "Poshan Camp," "Mingde Gate," and "Zhang Yong," and safely lead the Invitation Moon Boat out after the performance.

She raised her head, her face regaining its usual gentle and serene expression, and gave Lin Xue and Bai Jie a reassuring look.

"Sister Lin Xue, please," Lin Xiaoyan said softly. As is customary, the dance usually precedes the music, or the music and dance are performed together.

Lin Xue nodded, stood up, and straightened her skirt. She took a deep breath, suppressing her nervousness, and gave a perfectly timed smile as she gracefully bowed to Zheng Hongye and the others in the main seats: "Lin Xue makes a fool of herself."