Holding this heavy Beizhen Fusi informant list in his hand, Shen Lie's eyes became solemn. This was because his fourth brother-in-law had handed over all the core secrets and personnel.
This trust.
Shen Lie felt that the pressure on his shoulders increased sharply, and his heart was as bright as a mirror. He knew that this was probably the instruction of his father-in-law and his boss.
This made Shen Lie feel mixed with joy and sorrow.
If you look carefully, there are probably two to three thousand people on this list.
They are all elite!
Each name is followed by their appearance, identity, family background, and method of contact, as well as what they have done and what achievements they have made.
Moreover, this five-hundred-person night camp is the only organized mobile combat force under the command of Fusi in Beizhen. It is nominally the Ding Biao camp under a certain Shanxi counselor in Shanxi.
The rest are scattered in various industries, and there are even many small traders doing business in the grassland market outside the Great Wall.
The main duty of these people is to monitor the various Mongolian ministries. Most of them are proficient in the languages of the ministries outside the Great Wall. They have been lurking inside the enemy for a long time and are responsible for delivering intelligence to the Ming Dynasty.
When necessary, they would even cooperate with the imperial army to take risks such as assassinations and other harassments.
This is the core secret of Beizhen Fusi.
Of course.
These people are treated very well. If their descendants are willing not to accept the money that night, they can inherit their father's property. If they are not willing, they will be rewarded with a sum of money and can also buy a house and settle down.
If the war dead are not collected at night, the governor's Yamen will make a register and register them. They will receive preferential allowances and silver coins as usual, and no one will be deducted or delayed.
If there are no descendants, the officials will bury them.
Pacing.
Shen Lie walked to the window, clasped his hands behind his back, looked at the gloomy sky in the northwest, and fell into deep thought, comparing himself with the Jin Yiwei who were in their heyday at the founding of the People's Republic of China.
The strength of these two or three thousand people is not worth mentioning.
But when did the Jinyiwei lose their military intelligence and become reduced to a security force guarding the imperial city and walking around the streets?
Probably since the death of Lord Yongle.
As for Ye Buhu, this military unit has long since lost its unified organization. From a sharp knife in the hands of the Ming Dynasty, it has become a private soldier of the generals and even the standard servants of the governor.
Therefore.
The Supreme Command of the Ming Dynasty, with the emperor and the cabinet at its core, naturally became deaf and blind because it did not have a direct reconnaissance force.
The source of information for these nine sides, and even the battlefield, can only rely on reports from frontline generals or governors, but just in case...
The frontline generals or governors lied about the military situation!
Then wouldn’t there be a big problem with the decision?
This happens all the time.
Such a large dynasty, with such a vast territory and thousands of miles of land, does not even have a unified military intelligence agency.
That’s outrageous!
Of course, no one tried to establish a unified dynasty-level intelligence agency later on, and this agency was just called Dongchang.
Dongchang is the earliest national spy intelligence agency established in world history. At its peak, its branches reached as far as the Korean Peninsula, Annan, and Myanmar.
These are all old almanacs.
How do you contact these people?
Think about it.
Shen Lie then stood up, hurriedly left Baihusuo, got on his horse with Dao Shisan and others, and walked towards the Pingyao Escort Bureau.
And at this time.
The streets under martial law were already in turmoil, and everywhere was filled with the chilling atmosphere before the war. However, there were glances coming from the restaurants, tea houses, and brothels on both sides of the street.
But it made Shen Lie feel awe-inspiring.
After a while.
Pingyao Escort Agency.
Back house.
There was a war going on outside, but it was very quiet inside the inner house.
Thinking deeply.
Shen Lie summoned the young shopkeeper Li Chaohua and asked him to try to contact some of the leaders on the list, and repeatedly warned that he must be careful in this matter.
To Pingyao Escort Agency.
Shen Lie had absolute trust. This escort had followed him up and down. They had gone through the test of war, and they were all reputable men.
Everyone in the Pingyao Escort Agency also wanted to take refuge.
So they hit it off immediately.
Grabbing Li Chaohua's arm and patting her, Shen Lie warned, "Be careful."
Li Chaohua cheered up and said hurriedly: "Don't worry, sir."
Li Chaohua quickly walked out of the hall.
Shen Lie then went to visit the couple who were recovering from serious injuries. Li Susu could not get out of bed, but Li Changshi, who was seriously injured, was supported by the maid.
Got to the ground.
Walked out of the bedroom.
She was still wearing a dignified plain dress, and became so elegant and elegant again. The beads on her temples were trembling, and her lotus steps were moving lightly.
This beautiful woman, who has just recovered from a serious injury, has an unhealthy fair face on her pretty face, but there is a lot of charm hidden in her movements.
Tea was served.
The maid brought again seasonal fruits and vegetables and delicious pastries.
Li Changshi, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly: "Your Excellency, I am very happy to be promoted to the rank of Tongzhi. I have just recovered from my injuries, and I am also involved in worldly affairs. I hope you will forgive me for any rudeness. "
As her magnetic soft words reached my ears.
Shen Lie hurriedly said: "The chief escort does not need to be polite."
The two chatted in the hall for a while and talked about home affairs.
Li Changshi pursed her lips and smiled again, stretched out her delicate white hands and patted them, and saw several bodyguards carrying a large box from the yard and walking in.
Shen Lie asked curiously: "What does this mean, chief escort?"
With a smile on her face, Li Changshi ordered someone to open the box, revealing the neatly stacked silver ingots, pearls, corals...
Shen Lie was speechless, but he was right.
here we go again!
Although it is not strange to give gifts to many people, the chief escort was too attentive. In order to please this popular person in front of the emperor, he spent every day thinking about how to give gifts to please him.
Last time we met, I gave him a first-class maid as a gift, and this time I gave him gold, silver and jewelry.
The behavior of this pretty widow made Shen Lie dumbfounded. He leaned over and said: "The chief escort... is really too polite. Isn't that inappropriate!"
Li Changshi felt that it was natural in her heart. She was not the kind of shrew who didn't know how to advance or retreat, and didn't know etiquette. She had been in charge of the Pingyao Escort Agency for many years and had dealt with too many official people.
Now that the Pingyao Escort Bureau has become tightly tied to Mr. Shen, they have become people in the same boat. How can she not give him a gift when Mr. Shen is promoted?
No way!
In Li Chang's opinion, are there any officials in this world who are not greedy?
It’s impossible!
Anyone who is an official is bound to drink, sex, and wealth. The last time he gave him a first-class maid, he refused to accept it. He didn't even look at her. I thought he was a father-in-law.
But later...
Li Changshi's fair and pretty face was slightly red. The last time she treated his injury, she realized that it was a huge misunderstanding, so she pondered in her heart.
Since he is not a father-in-law, and he is not flirtatious with women, he probably regards wealth as his life, so it is not wrong to give him money!
At this time, Shen Lie was also struggling. His wife had saved his life two days ago, so it was not appropriate to accept this gift, and it would not be appropriate not to accept it.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Li Chang covered her red lips with silk, and said very considerately: "Don't worry, Sir, it's all cash, specially transferred from several farms... It's really disrespectful to make a small profit."
The implication.
Take this gift with confidence, no one can find out.
Shen Lie was speechless for a while, thinking again and again, but still felt that the money could not be accepted.
