You can't imagine the happiness of the villain

The next day, Ruan Xianbei asked Tongchun to interrogate Mingsi alone, and the answer he got was the same as last night. It might just be a simple accident.

This answer made Cui Lin feel more relaxed, but Mingxiang also disciplined the people in their yard more strictly.

The rumors outside also intensified. First, there were rumors that the General Protector secretly united with other small countries to conspire against him. The emperor trusted the General Protector very much, so he sent Chief Cui to the border to appease people. As for why there were so many people in the court.

If Cui Shouxu was sent out, of course the emperor would take it seriously.

The great general who protects the country? Isn’t that the Meng Ziya family?

At Cui Lin's request, they no longer avoided talking to her. Several people came to the reception room, while Miyou stayed outside.

Cui Lin sat in a chair and was a little dazed. This was something she had never been exposed to before. The things they were talking about seemed to be from another world.

They chatted about what happened yesterday, and the topic turned to Cui Shoufu.

Tongchun said: "The mountains are high and the roads are far away. General Meng will be blamed for any accidents along the way."

Ruan Xianbei said: "So when Mr. Cui set out, Mr. Meng also sent people to meet him at the same time. There has been no news and I don't know where he went."

Her fat pigeon helped her spread the word back to the Yayoi sect and came back scarred. The reason was of course that she was almost hunted down as a game and eaten. The fat pigeon was so frightened that two ounces of its flesh was lost, and it cost a small amount of money.

It was a mission that I had just completed. During this period of time, I was hiding alone to comfort my injured heart.

"Doesn't General Meng have any rebellious intentions?" Cui Lin suddenly asked.

Ruan Xianbei and Tong Chun looked at her strangely, and Tong Chun said: "The Meng family has been loyal for generations, and the emperor treats the Meng family well. Even our children who grew up in the mountains know the story of the Meng family's bravery. Why did the Meng family want to rebel?

?What good can come from rebellion?"

Cui Lin murmured: "Maybe General Meng wants to do...?"

She didn't dare to say what happened next.

Tong Chunhe smiled: "Master Cui is the chief minister, one person is less than ten thousand people, Master Cui also wants to be the emperor?"

"Monk, shut up! My father has no second thoughts!" Cui Lin glared at him.

"Cousin, Tongchun means that the Meng family is the same. Just like Mr. Cui, not everyone wants that position. Besides, the Meng family only knows how to fight on horseback, so they are not very popular in the court.

.It’s not a joke that a general who protects the country well and doesn’t rebel is a joke?”

Tong Chun said to Cui Lin: "Miss Cui should be glad that Mr. Meng did not have second thoughts, otherwise tens of thousands of troops would come to surround Mr. Cui. No matter how good the martial arts of the people escorting him are, they would not be able to fly."

Cui Lin asked again: "Then why are you spreading such rumors? Who wants to harm me and my father?"

Tongchun deliberately exaggerated and said: "Let's put it this way, he must be someone who has a grudge against Master Cui and General Meng. No matter who is behind the problem, the person behind it will not lose. If something happens to General Meng, the generals who fanned the flames can let go

Mr. Cui is finally back? Then he takes the opportunity to go to Shangjing and coordinate the inside and outside, killing two birds with one stone, simple and clear."

"Who benefited from the whole thing? It's hard to know because Cui Fushu is so popular. Maybe it's the person who wants to be the emperor. And why didn't the emperor intervene-"

"Little Master, enough is enough." Tong Chun spoke without any taboos. Ruan Xianbei interrupted him, fearing that if he continued to speak, the respected ears and eyes would overhear him and they would be imprisoned. That would be true, no matter how good your martial arts skills are, it would be hard to fly...

Ruan Xianbei thought that there were usually high-level spies here, and maybe his martial arts skills were even better than theirs, so he quickly added loudly: "The emperor is far-sighted, wise and martial, considerate of his ministers and cares for the people. Dazhao is lucky to have such a king. Why is the emperor the emperor?

?The emperor must be smarter than us. He knew the danger and sent Mr. Cui there must have an arrangement, so all we can do is not let those traitors take advantage of it!"

Monk Tongchun still looks very serious. It would be better if he could not speak.

Tong Chun looked at her with a half-smile, looking serious.

Ruan Xianbei: I think I look more like a monk???

they return

In the inner courtyard, Ruan Xianbei and Cui Lin said: "Cousin, the house is not very safe. We may leave Cui House at any time. Please collect a bag and prepare."

The courtyard design of Cui Mansion adopts the "winding water cup" style gardening. The winding water flow extends to the hall, from the courtyard through the hall to the backyard. The literati are elegant. In spring, when the weather is good, Mr. Cui

He would invite diners to chat, recite poems or paint here. Cui Lin would occasionally invite girls to gather here.

But now I'm afraid I won't even be able to stay in the mansion anymore.

Cui Lin looked out the door a little sad. Her father had treated her very well since her mother passed away. She didn't expect that her father's trip would be so difficult. Ruan Xianbei suggested: "Cousin, why don't you write a letter to Mr. Cui."

Cui Lin wrote a letter, and Ruan Xianbei also wrote a letter. Cui Lin's letter was delivered by the maid from the concierge, and Ruan Xianbei's letter was placed on the fat pigeon, wishing it a safe journey.

...

Who would have thought that there really were spies in the Cui Mansion reporting every move of the Cui Mansion to the emperor.

The current saint is only in his early forties, and his appearance is majestic but full of oppression. Just standing there gives people a feeling of majesty.

In the main hall, the emperor raised his eyebrows after hearing the spies' report and said, "Really? That's what the Ruan family girl actually said?"

The unimportant spy knelt on the ground and replied, "Yes."

"Did she notice you?"

"should not."

The emperor laughed: "That's really interesting!" Then he added: "It's just that I haven't heard from Cui Aiqing for a few days, so you can go down."

"yes."

The spy disappeared into the main hall, and the emperor said to a beautiful woman next to him: "Is this Ruan family good friend of Zhao Zhao?"

The woman said silently: "Yes, I saved Zhao'er's life."

"Zhuoran also saved my life back then. Do you think I am too cruel and don't care about the safety of these children?"

She said calmly: "The emperor is not a child. He naturally has his own considerations for the country, the country, and the country."

The emperor touched the woman's hand and said, "If this position wasn't too heavy, sometimes I really wanted to drop everything and go to your world with you. Fortunately, I met you at that time, otherwise I don't know if I would have survived.

Until now."

The woman withdrew her hand and said, "Your Majesty, the dragon is in good health. Don't say such things. The medicine is ready, I'll go and take a look."

The emperor looked at her back and said, "You are back, so don't leave."

The woman's figure paused and said nothing.

On the other side, a man in black was half-kneeling on the ground and reported to the man in charge: "Master, I missed it last night. There has been no news from the border."

"What? Are the people around her very powerful?" the man asked with his back to him.

The man in black suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "Yes... I am too vigilant."

"Oh, I can't even handle a little girl, how could I raise a bunch of losers like you?" The man in the shadow was sitting in a chair, with his left hand on top of his right hand, and he said slowly while turning his thumb, with a look on his face.

He was not happy and angry: "Send someone to investigate again. In addition, if there is a mistake at Yuantong Temple, go directly to Cui Mansion to arrest someone, at least one of them, old or young."

"yes."

...

Ruan Xianbei looked at the information Ruan Yan had given her. She saw that it was as big as the first two. She went directly to Mi You and asked, "What kind of intelligence network is this? Why don't I know about it?"

Seeing her menacing approach, Mi You took a step back unconsciously, looked at the letter in her hand and said, "This doesn't seem to be our intelligence network. The logo should be Yuye."

"Rainy night?"

She asked: "What rainy night?"

Mi You pointed at the raindrop-shaped mark on the letter and said: "We have limited financial resources and cannot support a huge intelligence network... It was only because of the rainy night that you were injured before that we were able to investigate so quickly."

Every powerful family in a sect has its own method of obtaining intelligence, but the largest intelligence organization today is called ‘Yuye.

They are mysterious and almost

No one has really seen them, and no one knows who the boss behind the scenes is. Some say it is a beautiful woman, and some say it is a fierce man, but these are not confirmed. People only know that there was a rainy night.

When Xinqi appeared in Yangzhou City, anyone who provoked and sought revenge would have a bad end.

I heard that they usually dress up as ordinary people and lurk in all walks of life. They may be small businessmen or vendors or have other identities. As long as you can’t imagine, there are places where they can’t collect intelligence. Others collect and compile information in special places.

Send the information needed to all places.

You can find all kinds of gossip, secrets and important matters in the court. At the same time, you can buy and sell information from them, or pass news through their channels, but most people can't even find them, so they are hard to come by.

Ruan Xianbei was shocked when the woman who came to Cui Mansion to water the flowers suddenly thrust a letter into her.

After listening to Miyou's words, she found that there were very few things related to this intelligence network in her memory. It seemed that the original person was not very interested in anything...

"Forget it." She handed the letter to Miyou and asked with a worried expression, "Do you know about this?"

"I know a little bit." Mi Right Eyes looked at his nose and heart and he replied. The leader's mentality of wanting to protect and train the saint in half of his speech was hard to fathom. None of his subordinates knew what good things to say about the leader.

Grass.

What did Ruan Yan write? He said that the conspiracy she was involved in was not an ordinary court dispute, but a major matter of seizing power. He asked her to pay attention to safety and trust the information given by Yu Ye. Just two short sentences.

Then the handwriting at the back is different, it should be written by someone from Yuye. It says below that the opponent has surrounded Cui Mansion, and there is also an ambush in Yuantong Temple. Mr. Zhao is just a useless chess piece. It is recommended not to alert the snake, but to follow the current.

If they fail at Yuantong Temple, they will attack Cui Mansion immediately.

However, there is a secret passage in Miss Cui's room, which leads to a dry well outside the city. You must escape from the dry well and there will be someone outside to help you.

At the end of the letter, she wrote that all the letters sent by Cui Lin had been intercepted and dumped. The pigeon she sent escaped with her life under the cover of their people and is now resting in their hands. Please be sure to let it lose weight.

Ruan Xianbei is speechless with capital letters.

How could she even know where the secret passages in other people's homes are on this rainy night? This feeling of living under a humanoid monitor is outrageous! And her fat pigeon! This guy is really lucky and has a lot of luck.

All the public channels were blocked and the only option was to use secret channels. No wonder this letter was delivered to her in this way.

I just want to be a mediocre demon sect saint, shouldn’t she be the one to rebel? What’s going on with this plot mission that’s too good to be true?! What information does Ruan Yan, the poor Yayoi sect’s Ding Dang Xiang, get in exchange for it?

Ah! Didn’t you sell her?!

Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it would still be around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.

At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.

Maybe he will accept it.

In addition, Qin Hu was also planning to draw a big cake for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu had a lot of money before.

Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.

"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.

"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."

In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, his body is not what he used to be. What he has now is a perseverance.

"Wait!"

Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.

With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.

But should we notify Li Xiaokun?

Qin Hu was hesitant. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is nothing like before.

The difference between mud.

If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on him, he will be killed as a matter of course.

"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."

Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.

But what Qin An said next made him almost jump in fright.

"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"

What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?

Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.

The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.

Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.

"Get closer, get closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he had seen it right.

The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.

Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire, or perform a beheading operation.

"one two three……"

He and Qin An were lying on the ground motionless, until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.

"puff!"

It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.

Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.

For the reliability of intelligence, scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.

After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.

Then he took a wooden gun and strangled him around his neck. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.

Just to break the enemy's neck just now, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.

"Qin An, come here and search me for me."

Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.

"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."

"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."

Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then gave him water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.

.

Before daybreak, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.

This is done to prevent others from taking credit. He knows what kind of environment he is in now.

"Thirty taels of silver per head, you are rich."

The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.

At first, he didn't believe it at all, until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.

At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."