Xue Yingxiong was stunned when he heard this, obviously not expecting Fan Xiaodao to ask this question in front of everyone. He thought for a moment and said something that made Fan Xiaodao feel ambiguous.

"Everything has a cause and effect. The cause your adoptive father planted twenty years ago has resulted in today's results."

The will comes from the palace and the action is quickly carried out.

Thousands of Jin Yiwei were dispatched with great momentum. Rumors spread all over the capital for a while, and people were panicked. Some people even thought that a certain vassal king had rebelled again. Due to the wide range of involvement, there was no advance notice before the operation, and some senior officials in the capital were

When I heard that the mansion was surrounded by Jin Yiwei, I was immediately frightened out of my mind and at a loss. As soon as I entered the mansion, I knelt down and begged for mercy from the Jin Yiwei who led the team, making all kinds of fools of myself.

Among them, there was also a murder case. The head of the River Department of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, which was responsible for controlling floods in the Yellow River, heard that Jin Yiwei was coming. He thought that the corruption had been exposed, so he prepared three feet of white silk and a glass of poisonous wine, waiting for the opponent to take action.

At that time, he directly committed suicide. After learning that he was arresting a Northern Zhou spy, the official discovered that it was a misunderstanding. After arresting the spy, he personally escorted the spy out of the house and breathed a deep sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, by some strange mistake, the officer left the table.

He drank the poisoned wine on the ground and died on the spot.

The operation went very smoothly.

The spy network that the Northern Zhou Dynasty had established in the capital of the Ming Dynasty for twenty years was uprooted under the supervision of Fan, Zhao and Xue Yingxiong. Of the forty-seven spies of the Northern Zhou Dynasty on the list, seventeen were killed during the arrest.

Twenty-six people were arrested, and the remaining four escaped because they were not in the capital. Only the leader of the spy network, Xuanniiao, who was not on the list, disappeared after the secret passage disappeared. However, even if a few slipped through the net,

Yu's actions can be regarded as successful. They cut off the foundation and destroyed the network. The remaining people can't make much trouble in the capital.

However, the negotiations with the Northern Zhou Dynasty mission were stalled due to this matter.

Since the spies of the two countries were not protected by law, the Northern Zhou Dynasty suffered a great loss in this matter, but it was a mute eating Coptis chinensis and could not tell the story of its suffering. The envoy was furious and canceled the meeting originally scheduled for today.

Negotiations were held and a letter of credence was submitted to the imperial court in the name of the Northern Zhou envoy.

The letter of credence stated that it was shocked and dissatisfied with the large-scale arrests that occurred in the capital today, and called on the Ming Dynasty to pay attention to the human rights of the people. When the letter of credence arrived at the cabinet, it was directly thrown into the wastebasket by Li Yao, the cabinet scholar.

When this happened, it stands to reason that the Northern Zhou Dynasty could have suspended the negotiations. After all, Phoenix Ridge was in their hands and the initiative lay with them. However, before waiting for a reply, Tuoba Yidao began to entertain guests again. During the banquet, in addition to expressing his disapproval of the Ming Dynasty's practices,

In addition to being dissatisfied, Zhao Huan sensed a glimmer of an opportunity by testing the possibility of continuing peace talks.

After the arrest, the Jin Yiwei sent the arrested people to prison and tortured them, and soon obtained a lot of inside information. Xue Yingxiong asked Fan and Zhao to write a memorial to the emperor, but Fan Xiaodao felt that they had done nothing.

The matter was dismissed, but Xue Yingxiong still wrote down their contributions in the memorial.

After leaving Jinyiwei, Zhao Xing returned home on his own.

It can be seen that the emperor is still very considerate to the old minister. Since Li Xun is dead, there is no need to investigate her identity. This makes Zhao Huan grateful for this matter. After all, unlike other spies, she is an imperial concubine.

If the news spread outside, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to become a minister.

Li Xun's death was announced to the outside world as he drank too much last night and died in his sleep.

As for the truth, only Zhao Huan and Zhao Jia, who was squatting in the corner and sneered, knew.

At the house, Zhao Yi, the steward, began to prepare for the funeral, building a mourning platform, hiring a stage attendant, buying a coffin, and making a shroud. Everything was carried out in an orderly manner, but the house lacked a trace of sadness that it should have.

Overnight, Zhao Xing found that Zhao Huan had become much older. After all, the fact that the wife he had shared the same bed with for many years was a spy of the Northern Zhou Dynasty was a big blow to him. However, after all, it was an old officialdom. In such a matter,

The weight can still be clearly understood.

"Your Majesty asked me and Fan Xiaodao to assist father in negotiating with the Northern Zhou Dynasty."

When Zhao Huan heard this, he sighed, "I didn't want you to get involved, but it seems that it can't be avoided. Those people in the Northern Zhou Dynasty are so ambitious that we are determined to take back Fenghuang Ridge. It's not a good thing to do it."

Zhao Xingdao said: "Tens of thousands of tributes are paid every year. With this money, we can send troops and horses through the mouth of the gourd."

Zhao Huandao: "The dispute between the two countries is not a vendetta. Let's talk about fighting. There are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests. Since Your Majesty has told you two about this matter, you two should come to the Ministry of Rites from tomorrow."

"I have considered this issue. When negotiating with the Northern Zhou Dynasty, we do not have enough bargaining chips and we are on the pressing side, so it is difficult to take the initiative." Zhao Xingdao, "So, I discussed with Xiaodao that at least there must be something we can hold on to.

them."

"What's up?"

Zhao Xingdao: "The key is Xuanniiao. With her ability to lurk for many years, she must know a lot of secrets. If we can capture this person, at least we will have one more bargaining chip. Therefore, even if I assist you, it does not have to be in the negotiation.

On the table.”

Zhao Huan thought for a moment and said: "I have no objection to catching the black bird, but don't put yourself in danger like yesterday."

There was a strange feeling in Zhao Xing's heart. Ever since Zhao Huan renewed their relationship, his relationship with his father had taken a turn for the worse. The two of them had hardly spoken to each other all year round, but no matter what, they were father and son after all. Although many things were not stated explicitly, they still felt in their hearts.

Zhao Xing was very touched by thinking about him.

Zhao Xing's eyes grew hot, he lowered his head and said, "I understand, father."

…

In the evening, as agreed, Fan Xiaodao took Sun Mengwu's secret letter and the clear copy and went to Yuelai Inn to find Bai Wuchang. For this reason, he went back to change a set of clothes, dress up well, and also picked up the six-door

The door borrowed a horse.

Although he had met countless women, he felt something special about Bai Wuchang. Now that they met again, he had a strange feeling in his heart. When he came to the inn, he didn't see her. The waiter said, "Are you Agent Fan? Room A-3."

My girl, I left you a note."

Fan Xiaodao took it and looked at it. There was a line of beautiful regular script written on it, "Back to Longguan for business. I'll be back soon. Wait for me."

Huilongguan?

Fan Xiaodao remembered that not long ago, he and Zhao Xing infiltrated into Huilongguan to investigate the financial begging association. The people there were not good men and women. What was Bai Wuchang doing there? Even though she had martial arts skills, she was easily able to dodge open guns and hidden arrows, and she was a little worried.

, asked: "When did that girl leave?"

The waiter said: "It's been about two or three hours."

It took about half an hour to ride back and forth from here to Huilongguan. Would it be dangerous to go for such a long time? He was worried, so when he got out of the city, he galloped towards Huilongguan. An hour later, he came to Huilongguan again.

There were lanterns and colorful decorations outside the gate of Huilongguan, as if there was some kind of celebration ceremony going on.

When he got closer and saw the words on the banner, he realized that today was the birthday of the God of Wealth. Fan Xiaodao tied his horse to the tree next to the temple, walked into Huilong Temple, and saw a scene that stunned him.

There were more than eighty people scattered on the ground, lying on the ground groaning. Bai Wuchang, with a sword hanging from his waist, stood in the middle of the courtyard, with several people kneeling in front of him, kowtowing like they were pounding rice. One of them, Fan Xiaodao, knew him, and he was the one he had caught before.

That Quan Dali, after he was rescued by the people from the Prince Consort's Mansion, he didn't expect to come here again to bluff and deceive.

In addition, there was a group of people with different expressions, either frightened or suspicious, standing not far away.

Bai Wuchang said: "Folks, this begging association is a heretic. They keep saying that magic medicine can save people, but their medicines are actually worthless. They ask you to join, pay membership fees, and buy some useless things at high prices.

If you ask people to kill people and shout slogans, you can have wealth and freedom. Isn’t it just nonsense!”

One person shouted: "Girl, whether we join the Begging Association or not, whether we believe it or not is our right and our freedom. Why are you, an outsider, dictating and making irresponsible remarks about our Begging Association?"

Others echoed, "Yes, we joined the financial begging association and made a lot of friends, and some of us made a lot of money."

Bai Wuchang sneered, "Have you made money?"

"I don't have it, but I believe that as long as I persist and attract more people, I can make money. Making a million a year is not a dream!"

Bai Wuchang said, "You get together and don't engage in labor or add value attributes through commodity circulation. You become millionaires just by shouting slogans. What is your dream? It's right for you to make money like this."

The insult to the hard-working people in the fields is an insult to the students who study hard in their humble homes, and it is an insult to Marx’s political economics!”

The man asked, "What the hell is Marx?"

"Foreign devils! What the hell, this bitch is just like a rat, she's meddling in her own business!"

Everyone said in unison: "Yes, mind your own business!"

For a moment, cynicism and gossip came to Bai Wuchang like a tide. Bai Wuchang became sullen and stepped forward to give Quan Dali a kick, "Come and tell them, tell them yourself!"

Quan Dali knelt on the ground, his nose and face were bruised and swollen from the beating, and said: "Yes, yes, folks, brothers, we are liars, please spare our lives!"

"Master Quan, you are the beacon in our lives, the beacon on our path to wealth. We were originally beggars despised by thousands of people in the capital. Without you, we would still be watching people's faces on the streets and sleeping in shabby huts.

You must not succumb to the power of this little woman!"

"Yes, we support you, we cheer you on!"

"Thief bitch, get out of here quickly, don't delay us from making money!"

With the support of these people, Quan Dali seemed to be full of strength. He straightened his back and was about to speak when he saw Bai Wuchang clenched his fists again. Thinking of what this woman did to him just now, he shouted, "No,

I'm not! The light has gone out, the lighthouse has collapsed. I, Quan Dali, am not an omnipotent and omniscient god, nor am I a saint who has come back to life and rejuvenated with wonderful hands. I am just a scoundrel. My aunt, I will say whatever I should and shouldn't say.

If you tell me, please spare me!"

"As long as Captain Quan is alive, we will fully support you! Just like you said at the beginning, we are brothers and we are family!"

Quan Dali complained in his heart, I accidentally came across a tricky idea today, I am unlucky, but what are you guys doing to make fun of me, aren't you trying to force me to death?

Originally, I went to Yuelai Inn for dinner today and met this woman. I saw that she was so beautiful. I had never seen such a beautiful woman in my life. So I took the initiative to pay her the bill and started chatting with her, showing off myself from time to time.

The wealth aroused the curiosity of the woman, so he tried his best to trick her into Huilong Temple and drugged her tea. He thought that he would spend an unforgettable afternoon.

Unexpectedly, the other party saw through his thoughts, and indeed gave him an afternoon he would never forget. Ever since he was a child, he had never been beaten so intensively in his life. Not only him, but also more than a dozen beggars in the entire Huilong Temple.

Among the accounting disciples, no one is her rival.

Bai Wuchang smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you have a lot of fans. I'm going to give you ten punches next. Do you want your brothers and family to help you take a few punches?"

Fan Xiaodao, who was hiding far away, couldn't help but feel funny when he saw this.

Unexpectedly, this little girl still had a chivalrous heart and wanted to save them from the fire and water. However, these people at the scene had already been brainwashed by the financial beggars and could not listen to her words at all, especially when forming a value

After they agree, their thoughts are on the same front, and it is not easy for them to change their minds.

Quan Dali said: "Quan Dali, stop making fun of me."
To be continued...