Zhang Wei shook his head.

"After receiving the news of Qingtao yesterday, I sent someone to investigate. However, the time is too tight, and there is no result yet. Zhang Wei paused, and then said: "Prince, forgive me for taking the liberty, how did you know that Wang Ji appeared in this area?" ”

Cao Miao was silent. He now has two news channels: one is Zhang Wei's ranger, and the other is Shi Caiying's orchid. But he didn't get through these two channels, and there was bound to be a time lag in messaging.

He doesn't plan to get through, not now, and not in the future.

It's not that he doesn't trust Shi Caiying and Zhang Wei, but out of safety. There is a principle in intelligence organizations that there can only be a relationship between the upper and lower lines, and there can be no horizontal connection, so that even if there is a leak of secrets, it will only be a loss of one line and will not be wiped out.

The resulting loss of efficiency is a last resort and must be sustained.

He said this to Qingtao, and Qingtao also agreed very much. So when he came to see Zhang Wei today, he didn't even bring a book or a picture, because he didn't want them to know about Zhang Wei and others.

Seeing that Cao Miao didn't answer, Zhang Wei didn't ask again, and instead introduced the terrain near Luoshui.

The situation in the vicinity of Luoshui is very complicated, with both royal places such as Taixue and Mingtang left over from the previous dynasty, as well as a large number of scholarly residential areas. After the establishment of the Wei Dynasty, Cao Pi moved 50,000 scholars from Yecheng, some of whom lived on both sides of the Luoshui River and were managed by Luoyang Diannong.

"Wait." Cao Miao raised her hand and interrupted Zhang Wei. "The Luoyang Shijia is managed by Luoyang Diannong?"

Zhang Wei was surprised, as if he didn't expect Cao Miao to not know this. "The soldiers are soldiers in war, and the residents are farmers, independent and subordinate, not under the jurisdiction of various counties and counties, and managed by a separate captain of the peasants."

"Think about it, who is the former Lieutenant of Diannon?"

"Wang Chang." Zhang Wei also reacted. "Does this Wang Chang have anything to do with Wang Ji?"

"They are brothers, and they both belong to the Jinyang Wang clan in Taiyuan."

Zhang Wei suddenly realized. "In this way, it makes sense that Wang Ji is here. With Wang Chang's relationship, it is very easy to find a few veterans who have served in the army to kill and steal through the old officials. Especially the scouts in the army, there are many masters. As long as they are promised a little benefit, even if it is to accept them as a part of the army, and from then on they will be separated from the scholarly status, it is enough to make them sell their lives. ”

"Then you go and inquire and see who he is looking for."

Zhang Wei's face was embarrassed. "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. Wang Ji came into contact with officials, and it was difficult for us to get close, and it was easy to startle the snake. Instead of looking for them, it is better to go directly to the thief. ”

Cao Miao felt justified and agreed to Zhang Wei's suggestion. Most of the personnel that Zhang Wei contacted were of a relatively low level, and he had little contact with officials, but it was not as convenient as Shi Caiying to inquire through Hu Ji.

"What are the liquor shops on both sides of Luoshui? Take me to see it. ”

Zhang Wei turned around and took out a few clothes from the cabin and asked Cao Miao to change them.

He received Qingtao's notice yesterday and was ready. There are a lot of prostitutes and secret tricks on both sides of Luoyang, but the people who come and go there are ordinary people, and there is no such thing as Cao Miao. It's too eye-catching not to change clothes, and it's easy to become the center of attention. Ah Hu had better not go, although there was no shortage of Xianbei slaves in the Shi family, but there were no Xianbei slaves who took Xianbei slaves out to drink and listen to music.

As for the handmaiden, it is even more unlikely that she will appear on such an occasion.

According to Zhang Wei's suggestion, Cao Miao should not go herself. This kind of occasion is dangerous and incompatible with his status, so he should not come. He had been with several masters, and none of them would have personally gone to these places to find out the news.

But Cao Miao insisted, and he couldn't help it.

After changing her clothes, Cao Miao took a self-portrait in the mirror, and she didn't feel like it. His face is too white, and he is not at all the same as Zhang Wei, Han Long and others.

When he was in distress, he saw the clay kettle that Zhouzi used for cooking. The clay kettle has been used for a long time, and thick ash has accumulated at the bottom. He asked Ah Hu to take the clay pot, scraped off some black ash, and wiped it all over his face and neck, even his arms.

Although he is not a makeup artist, he knows the basic principles of makeup, and it is easy to wear it if it is too perfunctory.

For the sake of realism, he asked Qingtao to unwrap his bun, dismantle it, tie it in a civilian's bun again, wrap it in a rag, and sprinkle some ash in his hair by the way. In this way, except for the smell of sweat on his body, he looks similar to a rocking boat.

Cao Miao thought about it, called a boat, and changed clothes with him.

Zhang Wei watched Cao Miao toss and admired. not only admires Cao Miao's courage, but is willing to toss himself so much in order to find out the news, but also admires Cao Miao's craftsmanship. He served in the army, because of his good martial arts, he worked as a scout, and he often dressed up when he went deep into the enemy's defense area to find out the news, which was a bit experienced. But compared with Cao Miao, his skills are too rough.

"The prince is really a strange material, and he was born to do this business." Zhang Wei gave Cao Miao a thumbs up for the first time. "If you join the army and preside over a tun, it will definitely be the other party's nightmare."

Cao Miao smiled. With his makeup skills, observational abilities, and individual fighting skills, being a scout is more than enough. In order to film, when I was training in the special forces brigade, the instructor also said so.

After the preparation was completed, there were more boats in front, and there were many thatched huts and straw huts on both sides, and there were many women in thick clothes leaning on the door and laughing, loudly soliciting customers. There are also some who sit quietly at the door, waiting for the guests to come to the door. From time to time, one or two small, decorated boats pass by, and some people on board either play the piano or dance, or just peddle some miscellaneous fish and dirt, such as a lean chicken and two eggs.

All this is completely different from the environment that Cao Miao was exposed to before, it is simply another world.

Qing Tao's face was a little ugly. "Prince, don't go, these people...... Who knows if it's clean or not? ”

"Is your prince and I going to live with a prostitute?" Cao Miao said angrily. "Talk more, go back and spank you."

Qing Tao blushed and didn't dare to squeak again. Cao Miao left Ah Hu and Qing Tao on the boat, went ashore with Zhang Wei and Han Long, and blended into the crowd.

Zhang Meng also followed. When he was on the boat, even if he sat with Qingtao, he was a little restrained, and when he got ashore, he immediately relaxed, like a fish in water, and drilled around in the crowd. Qingtao may have given him some money, and after a while, he had a bunch of messy things in his hands.

"Isn't he a thief? Why is there still a lack of money in hand? Cao Miao asked curiously.

Han Long smiled. "A real thief does not keep money on him, and as soon as he succeeds, he will transfer it to others, and if he is caught, he will have no stolen goods on him, and he will be beaten at most, and he will not be sent to the official. On the contrary, those thieves who do not need to shoot directly will have money in their hands. ”

Han Long glanced at Zhang Wei as he spoke.

Zhang Wei ignored him and said lightly: "I asked him to learn the art of stealing, not because I wanted him to make a living from it, but because I let him know who he could mess with and who he couldn't." In this kind of place, the weaker the person, the more they need to be able to read their faces in order to survive. Most of the people who think they are strong in martial arts die unexpectedly, but it is those inconspicuous thieves and beggars who live the longest. ”