Four-eight-seven: I only knelt with others, but these knees are no longer allowed to kneel.

"The Jinyiwei has used this trick countless times, and it can be said that he is familiar with it! As long as the arrested person has a little luck in his heart, or his belief at that time is a little shaken, or he has a little awe of the court, he will be taken down by the Jinyiwei. Humph, wasn't the Xiang King of Xiang who was the Taizu forced to death? The Changlong Marquis of Zhengde in the 21st year of Zhengde and the Yunnan chieftain Tuoba Ran in the 37th year of Zhengde were both hesitant at the time. Once he entered the Jinyiwei, he couldn't even wait to be taken to the imperial prison in the capital. Hehe, he was tortured to death! Not only that, even his wife, daughter and family members were reduced to prostitutes and slaves, and were humiliated for the rest of their lives."

Lian Zining snorted coldly: "In their opinion, I am the next one!"

Li Tie just poked there without saying a word, but just looked at Lian Zining quietly. In those eyes, there was a destructive light flashing!

The meaning of the Lord is already very clear. When Li Tie thought of going to be a terrorist organization that was intimidating the Ming people for more than a hundred years, surveillance the world, and making everyone frightened when they mentioned their names, Li Tie felt a throbbing wave of throbbing in his heart! It was not fear, but excitement, but expectation!

This is not only a tough battle to test the quality of the MI6 Department, but also a sign that the Wuyi Army Group with Lian Zining as the core has completely broken the face with the Jinyiwei! Once the news from this side reaches the capital, what we have to face is the extremely fierce, ruthless and vicious counterattack of this terrorist organization!

After all, Li Tie advised: "Sir, it's not that you are talking too much. This is a big deal. If you really do this today, you will never have a way out."

"Why retreat? Why do you have to retreat?" Lian Zining laughed: "I am now forced to a dead end by Jiang Bin. With this venting between the two sides, Fang Shounian must have calculated that the disappearance of the Jinyiwei who he sent to the capital was ours! If we don't do this, when the Jinyiwei passes the collected information back to the capital, it will be forced to have no room for any return! On the contrary, after doing this, I am still sure that Jiang Bin dares not act and helps us cover up this matter! On the contrary, you..."

Lian Zining stared at Li Tie with bright eyes and asked, "Are you ready? Do you really want to follow me and I to go down this road?"

Li Tie just smiled slightly, knelt down and kowtowed heavily, "Precautions, I'm willing to die for the Lord!"

"Okay. OK, OK!" Lian Zining laughed and helped him up, said three good words in a row, and said loudly: "At midnight tonight, take action on time, leave a few voluntary questions! By the way, remember to bring Fang Shounian to me... the dividing line... Lian Zining stood on the steps and looked at Li Tie's back as he walked away, and took a deep breath of the cold air in late autumn.

But there was a hot heart in the chest. It seemed like a raging fire was burning.

He had expected this point and would never regret it. He had known for a long time that he would one day come to this path that was completely contrary to orthodoxy!

Although I was preparing before, I was just preparing. Today is the first step to officially embark on this road!

Lian Zining looked up and looked at the starry sky, just like he had just returned to the second day of this era. That day he got up early to practice guns, and the sky was full of stars, and the sky was like velvet.

"Maybe from that day on, I'm going to take this path!"

Lian Zining waved his hand at Xiang Ning and others who had been waiting outside for a long time: "Let's go, go to your wife."

"Go, madam?" Xiang Ning was stunned at first, then responded with a smile, called a little maid to Xianglanyuan to deliver a message, and then followed Lian Zining to the inner house.

Inner house and bedroom, it is late in autumn, and the northeastern wasteland is already very cold, so the earth dragon has already boiled. Although the outside is already cold wind, the inside is warm.

The bedroom is very large, and the furnishings are also complete, and the layout is magnificent. Stools, chairs, tables, cabinets, cabinets, trellis, screens... All materials are made of rosewood, rosewood, and mahogany. The shape is simple and concise, and a precious atmosphere is revealed from the bones. The antiques and porcelain placed on the hollowed-out antique stand are also treasures, and things that are absolutely unavailable on the market, and they are priceless.

When the lights are first on, a few palace lanterns with fine wood as bones and colored glass as covers will be placed on the table to make the room bright. Not to mention anything else, these lights alone are extremely expensive objects.

The entry point is two large blue and white porcelain vases that are one and a half tall. These two porcelain vases produced in Jingdezhen take three years from start of construction to production, and the price of each one is no less than 30,000 taels!

A carved flower made of Hainan Huanghuali wood was pulled up on the big bed. The curtain made of Shujin was pulled up with a golden hook. The amber jade hairpin was placed aside. There were only a bunch of silk Hangzhou hairpins. The long hair was like a dark cloud. It was covered with oily black clouds. It was covered with white lotus silk short jacket on the upper body and a fat green pants on the lower body. It was leaning against the bed to read.

The quilt is bright red, with two mandarin ducks embroidered on it.

I don’t know when she started, but she became accustomed to reading books. Lian Zining once asked, but Amber just smiled and refused to say anything.

What Lian Zining didn't know was Amber reading, but she didn't want to be a little fool who knew nothing. She was desperately following Lian Zining's steps.

She also wanted to do her best for him.

The door was suddenly knocked, and Amber said lazily: "Why is Xiangning? The master has gone there?"

Xiang Ning's smile came over: "Madam, the master is here!"

"The master is here?" Amber was surprised and happy, and quickly sat up and put the book Qimin Yaoshu in his hand aside.

Although I had already made up my mind to let the master spend the night in Xianglan Garden tonight, this behavior was more of a way to show my valor of being a big wife here, and told Lian Zining that he was not arrogant because of his favor. Which woman was willing to give up her man?

At this moment, when he heard that Lian Zining had come, he was very moved and put on a big dress to greet him.

The door was pushed open, Lian Zining walked in with a smile. As soon as Amber was about to meet, Lian Zining pulled up: "It would be fine if we were in front of others before, but why did we have so many polite conspiracies in private?"

Amber smiled and looked up at Lian Zining, her eyes full of tenderness and sweetness.

Lian Zining was moved and held her in her arms as soon as she reached out.

After counting, it has been almost a year since marriage. Among all Lian Zining's wives and concubines, Amber has been following him the most. These days, she has been loving and lingering, and Amber's body has matured, less the youthfulness of a girl and more the charm of a woman. She is already older, two years older than Lian Zining, and she is already fully mature, with a slender waist, a breast and a hip, like a fat, tender and juicy peach.

Lian Zining smiled and became dishonest.

Amber was touched by him like this, and his whole body suddenly became soft. A charming red tide appeared on his face. He buried his head in his arms and didn't dare to look at him. He bit his lip and felt very willing.

Another river of wind and rain.

Lian Zining didn't know the taste of meat for a long time, and she was just hungry and thirsty. This was quite a bit of excessive demands, and it took an entire time to be considered as a pity.

The clouds gather and the rain stops.

Lian Zining lay on his back on the bed, staring at the top of the bed with a little unconscious eyes. The top Shu brocade was above, with lotus-wrapped patterns. These patterns were made of tiny pearls.

Amber lay in his arms, his face flushed, his eyes narrowed unconsciously, like a lazy cat.

Lian Zining suddenly spoke: "Amber, I'm having a big trouble now. You said, how should I do it?"

After a while, Amber realized it, and couldn't help but be stunned and said anxiously: "Master, what's wrong? What's wrong?"

Seeing Lian Zining's confident look, I felt at ease. I suddenly realized, why should I be anxious? My man is the best man in the world. He can solve any problems he encounters, so why should I worry? I just need to lie in his arms and feel comfortable, that's fine.

Lian Zining saw her expression, smiled slightly, pinched her nose intimately, and breathed a long sigh, saying, "Someone slandered in front of the emperor. Liu Liangchen sent a message. The emperor had issued an order and the imperial envoy came over to scold me and beat me up twenty boards!"

He looked at Amber and asked with a smile: "You said, what should I do?"

After hearing this, Amber's expression remained unchanged. She just pecked Lian Zining's face and whispered: "I am stupid and don't know what to do, but I believe that the master must have a solution!"

"Hehe, you little slippery!" Lian Zining smiled and hugged Amber tightly.

His voice suddenly became ethereal: "My knees are now only used to others kowtowing to me. If I ask me to kowtow to others, it will never be possible."

September 22, 52, Zhengde, night.

For the new intelligence agencies of the Wuyi Army and the MI6 Department, which have already shown its glory in previous operations, this is a day worth remembering by thousands of people from MI6 Department.

Thirty miles southwest of Zhenyuan Prefecture, Maqiao Town.

This is the largest town within dozens of miles of surrounding areas, and it is also a core intersection of these surrounding villages.

To the west of Maqiao Town is the Maqiao River. The river is not very wide, it is only about ten feet long, and the water volume is not very large, it is very smooth, and it is less than five feet deep. If it is a tall and strong person, it will not even have the top of his head when he goes from the river to the other side. But there is a benefit, this river leads directly to the Songhua River.

The Maqiao River goes straight to the north and flows into the Songhua River twenty-six miles away.

Therefore, the fishing boats on the Songhua River can directly sail into the Maqiao River and transport the specialties in the Songhua River - salmon, green forest fish, oxa flower fish, crucian flower fish, even some wild game, river salt, wood, etc., to here. What local farmers can take out and exchange it with is grain.

Twenty-six miles seem to be a very trivial number. The time for a fast horse to gallop for a cup of tea is only an hour even if you measure the ground with your feet, and it gives people a very short feeling. However, for these farmers in this era who only operate within five miles of their own village for decades, it is no less than an astronomical number.

For them, the distance between twenty-six miles is full of thorns and is full of countless dangers.

Therefore, this distance is enough to create a business connection point.

So at first, Maqiao Town was just a small fishing port for fishermen to communicate with each other. However, later, it gradually became famous. So the people from all over the country came to do business. This line of business opportunity was obviously captured by merchants from the prefectures and counties in the south. These merchants drove carts. The caravan brought cloth, salt, tools, farm tools, iron tools, high-quality furniture and other things that farmers must use but cannot produce themselves. They purchased delicious river fish, ginseng on the mountain, animal skins made by farmers, etc.

Ship it back to the south. This is a rare thing that can be sold at a high price.

So slowly, the place developed from a small fishing port to a large town with all kinds of restaurants and inns on the town, and there are all kinds of silk shops, cloth shops, and wild mountain goods stores on the main street. There are always five or six hundred households and three thousand people. In the northeast, it can be regarded as a first-class prosperous place, second only to those cities.

Before the Jurchen attacked the border and the Beijing army fought north. After several major battles, it was naturally inevitably affected. The people in the surrounding villages fled, not to mention the families who lived in the town with some wealth. The merchants from the inner city had already escaped with their families, and those who were not in the inner city had to go south and go south as far as possible.

Maqiao Town was rampant several times by a large army and it has become a ruin.

However, the reactions of the people are also the most sensitive. Their attachment to where they were born and raised here was something that people who had become accustomed to wandering and immigrating in later generations could not understand. After the Wuyi army defeated the Jurchens in the battle of Xishenwei. The tripod decided the battle south of the Songhua River, the people who heard the news rushed back one after another to rebuild their homes.

Later, Lian Zining's series of policy measures - re-dividing arable land, establishing a perfect ruling order, exempting one year's taxes, providing free grain planting and even plowing oxen - all restored peace and peace here and began to rejuvenate.

Later, after Lian Zining calmed down the rebellion within the jurisdiction of General Songhuajiang and opened up the trade route again, merchants from inside and outside the pass came back again - merchants were pursuing profits, and people's courage usually became more courageous in the face of huge benefits, not to mention that the Wuyi Army is famous all over the world, and they are also quite confident in the Wuyi Army.

After more than a year of rest and recuperation, the town has regained its prosperity, or more prosperous than before!

Because Zhenyuan Prefecture is a completely military city, there is neither a market nor its own output. The hundreds of thousands of troops and the huge number of logistics personnel were solved by the unified planning of the Wuyi Army. The consumption of these hundreds of thousands of people is an extremely huge number - it is written in the history books of the Ming Dynasty that in the late Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, Rexiang, which was transported out of Nanjing every day, had to be pulled by thousands of trucks.

Although Zhenyuan Mansion cannot reach this level, it is not far from the same. The materials they consume every day and the garbage they produce are astronomical. These materials are naturally purchased nearby, and the soldiers of the Wuyi Army naturally do not do the dirty and tiring work, so countless jobs were derived. The Wuyi Army has a very good evaluation among the people, and has never bullied people or deducted wages and refused to pay. Under this reputation, they are naturally willing to work for the Wuyi Army.

Maqiao Town, which is only 30 miles away from Zhenyuan Mansion, is the biggest beneficiary. This is the center for the Wuyi Army to purchase materials. Every day, you can see many people wearing Wuyi Army uniforms coming in and out here. On the road leading from here to the south gate of Wuyi Army, various convoys transporting materials and garbage were endless. Even the Wuyi Army Logistics Headquarters set up a branch office here, with specialists stationed here.

And these days, many caravans came to smell the ripening of corn, making the town more prosperous - there are so many manure fields, and the corn here is growing particularly well.

It was already late at night, and the whole town was already in darkness. Only some yards were still filled with fire, and bursts of silk and bamboo sounds came. Some merchants with quite a few identities invited a theater troupe, maybe they were having a banquet.

At the intersection of the two most prosperous streets in the town, this is the center of the town, where almost all the shops are located.

In the northwest corner of this intersection, there are about a dozen huge shops. It is already evening. They all have door panels on them. Four large plaques with black background and gold characters are hung on them. With the light from the eight big red lanterns hanging from left to right, they are Wang Jisheng Pharmaceutical Shop, Wang Ji Medical Center, Wang Ji Mountain Goods Store, and Wang Ji Clothing Store.

Obviously, these four stores belong to a businessman named Wang. There are four shops, which are already considered first-class in Maqiao Town.

The door panel looks a bit dilapidated, and there are cracks in some places. Obviously, this situation will not happen without more than ten years. The owner obviously has no intention of repairing the cracks. The opposite door of the shop is the branch office of the Wuyi Army Logistics Headquarters here. There are many military soldiers stationed. Which little kid dares to be arrogant under the nose of Wuyi Army?

Everyone in Maqiao Town knows that these stores belong to Wang Daguanren, who are famous people in the town. If the old people were still able to say a word. Wang Daguanren is only in his forty years this year. He was from Baoding Prefecture, Hebei, Guannei. He came here fifteen years ago to do business. At first, he was just a one-legged businessman, selling rare goods from streets to earn some hard money. Later, his business grew step by step, and the people in the town called him Xiaowang to Wang Daguanren. When the war disaster occurred two years ago, Wang Daguanren also fled back to the gate, but he was the first group of merchants to return. It is said that his business also made a fortune in Guanren. As soon as he came back, he started to build a large-scale building, and bought dozens of families around him. The mansion was expanded.

People in the town were speculating whether Wang Daguanren was doing some banned business, because he had many more servants and servants in his family, all of whom were tall and big, and they looked quite fierce. However, these days, there were many people doing banned business, and no one would meddle in other people's business and cause trouble. Not to mention, Wang Daguanren had a very good relationship with Bao Qianhu, who was in the Wuyi Army yamen in the town. So, someone saw that Wang Daguanren personally followed Bao Qianhu to the mansion to have a banquet.

Walking a hundred steps south from these shops in Wangji, it is a small store. It is a butcher shop with pig ears, pig heads, pork, pork, and pork in the water.

The butcher shop owner's surname is Wang, and he is not young anymore, he is over fifty years old. Everyone calls him Wang Dadao. If he is more familiar, he will call him Lao Wang.

Although Lao Wang is not young, his skills in swords are not bad. He waved a pig-killing knife and was also full of wind! According to him, when he was young, he met several robbers at night and stabbed one of them to death with a pig-killing knife, which scared the remaining two away.

Everyone just thinks he is joking.

But no matter whether you say or joke, the work under the command of Mr. Wang is nothing to say. He cuts bones and flesh, and the sauce meat is very fine, and the sauce is evenly cut evenly, and the fat is not thin at all, and the thin is not fat at all.

Therefore, the store has excellent business operations. The pig-eared pigs were poured into water, covered with sesame oil and carried them home, sat on the hot kang, and drank two cups of homemade earthen firewood. Tsk, I won’t change it to a god.

At this moment, the butcher shop also had a door panel, and there was no light coming from it, but the window was extremely exposed.

Li Tie stood behind the window, straight and straight, looking out through the window, his eyes were dull.

His eyes fell on the shops of Wang Ji.

The furnishings in the house were very simple. Behind him, there was only a simple table, and the light on the table was very dim, making sure that it would never attract attention.

On one side, the two stood with their hands down. One was Wang Posan, who is currently in the 6th Military Intelligence Department, and the other was an old man in his fifties. If someone from Maqiao Town was there, he would definitely recognize him. This person was Boss Wang of the butcher shop. This is now Boss Wang is straight, his eyes are flickering, and his face is firm and strong. How could he look like he is no longer a bit of his usual mumbling? (To be continued) rq!~!

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