Tang Huafeng is a smart man, and smart people are often arrogant and proud. The most disgusting experiences for arrogant and proud people are miscalculations and failures.

The duck that reached the mouth actually flew away. How did it fly? Whose mouth did it end up in? He didn't even have any clues and no place to guess, because he really couldn't think of any person or force in the world who had the guts.

Offending both the imperial court and the White Lotus Sect.

If you want to get to the bottom of things, a complete intelligence agency like a dragnet is indispensable. Taking a closer look at today's world, when it comes to intelligence gathering, Jinyiwei and Dongchang are the well-deserved number one, and behind them, Xixi

Factory and White Lotus.

Tang Huafeng came to the capital to tell Liu Zhengyang about this matter. This is not wrong, because after all, Liu Ji is involved here. Although they are using each other, they must have a beginning and an end, and they must tell each other the result.

Know. On top of this, Tang Huafeng still has two things to do, which are also his real goals.

One is to mobilize the White Lotus Sect's intelligence network in the capital and even Beizhili, and the other is to look for opportunities to see if they can incorporate the "remnants" of the West Factory.

Xichang is just an institution of the imperial court, just like the country, it is just a name. In the final analysis, the real structure must be based on human units.

Xichang was disbanded by the imperial court after Wang Zhi fell. Some of the people in Xichang died during the counterattack, but some still survived. There are many very capable people here.

, if they can be secretly included in the White Lotus Sect, it will definitely be a qualitative improvement for the White Lotus Sect's intelligence network.

With this purpose in mind, Tang Huafeng came to Zhulou after leaving Liu Zhengyang's house.

The Bamboo Tower is the most romantic place in the capital. It has become even more popular after Xu Bao left half of the "Peach Blossom Poems". Many dignitaries in the court have lingered here. I have to say that its gimmick is very good.

Yes, as long as you have enough status, you can get in with one hundred taels of silver. If you don't have enough money, you will not be welcomed even if mountains and seas of money are thrown at you.

Status and face are what the dignitaries care about most, and Zhulou is really very strict about this rule.

However, no one has thought deeply that a Qinlou Chu Pavilion, a place of romance, only values ​​the identity of the guests and not money. This in itself is an extremely unreasonable thing.

Okay, maybe it’s not true that no one has ever been suspicious, but firstly, they have never done anything that crosses the line, and secondly, there are countless noble people behind them to support them, so in the end, let it be safe.

For many years.

As for the answer to the question, what is the purpose of this bamboo building, it is actually nothing more than two words - intelligence.

If Dongchang and Jinyiwei, as organs of the imperial court, can support millions of spies to investigate the world, then the White Lotus Sect's intelligence network takes the upper-level route, or the red-pink route.

Men, from the age of eight to eighty-eight, always have little resistance to women, especially beautiful women.

The Bamboo Tower is the most critical point in the White Lotus Sect's intelligence network, and it is also their most effective nail in the capital. How many times, the intelligence that Jin Yiwei and Dongchang's fans have gained through life and death is in this Bamboo Tower

He was sent away lightly by the adults, and the price paid by the White Lotus Sect was nothing more than the bodies of a few women and a few glasses of water and wine.

I hadn’t seen him for many years and didn’t want to see him, but when Tang Huafeng appeared in his room, Wangyou, the top prostitute in Zhulou and now the number one courtesan in Beijing, reluctantly poured him a glass of wine: "

You are really courageous."

"According to the law of the Holy Religion, we cannot drink alcohol."

"Oh, it turns out you still remember." Wangyou looked at Tang Huafeng: "Then you don't remember that there is a beauty sword in the Holy Religion that only obeys the order of the leader. It must be ordered by the leader. Under the leader, whether it is the left or right messenger or

The rule that the three generals and four kings are not allowed to meet in private?"

"Of course I remember it." Tang Huafeng shrugged, walked to the table and sat down: "But the Holy Son and the Holy Lady are now meditating together on Guangmingding. Who is the leader? If the Holy Cult is leaderless and encounters something big, will the Beauty Sword be able to do it?

Can’t you just stand by and watch?”

"Huh." Wangyou turned his head and continued to dab rouge on his face in front of the bronze mirror: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"The money from the autumn tax in Jiangnan..."

"Didn't I get robbed by you?"

"Yes, and then he was robbed by someone else."

"The black eats the black?"

"Black eats black." Tang Huafeng's face also darkened: "There is no trace of the brothers who escorted the money in the church. I went to the scene to check, but it was a little late, and there was no trace."

"No traces? Ruts? Bloodstains? Passers-by? Villages before and after?"

"I'm not as good as you in gathering intelligence, but your question is a bit too much, isn't it?" Tang Huafeng closed the folding fan in his hand and knocked on the table: "I've checked everything you mentioned, and there's nothing. It's like it came out of thin air.

It just disappeared, and I chased the villages before and after it. Not to mention the money, no one even saw a big car."

"If that's the case, it's useless for you to look for me." Wangyou put down the rouge in his hand and stood up: "Okay, I understand what you said. I will ask you to go down and check. Is there anything else?"

"There is one more thing." Tang Huafeng looked at Wangyou: "Those guys from the West Factory..."

"Don't think about it, they are all locked up." Wangyou said angrily: "The rest of them are also running away. How can the capital dare to keep the good things they did back then?"

"I've guessed this. Let's not talk about those who are running away, but those who are locked up inside the capital. Where are they locked up? The Dongchang Dungeon, the Jinyiweitian Prison, or the Prison Department Prison?"

"Prison Department Prison." Wangyou said, and then he seemed to remember something. With a cold face and a sudden smile, Yan Yan walked up to Tang Hua Feng and bent down slightly: "Does Ambassador Tang Zuo want to go in for a walk?

?”

Breathing like orchid, his eyebrows were full of spring. At this moment, Wangyou was not afraid of a dragon-slaying sword, but Tang Huafeng suddenly leaned back, with a look of fear in his alertness, and opened his folding fan to block his mouth.

Nose: "What do you want?"

"What are you afraid of? I just want to ask Ambassador Tang Zuo for help with a small matter." Wangyou looked at Tang Huafeng resentfully, stretched out his hand and gently touched his forehead between his eyebrows, but the outstretched green jade finger pointed at Tang Huafeng.

He stopped in front of his forehead and straightened up again with a cold snort: "It's boring."

"It's better to be boring than to lose your life." Tang Huafeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and blinked to hide the murderous look in his eyes.

"If you really want to go to prison, help me find someone."

"who?"
Chapter completed!