If it weren't for the fact that the customers who came and went for fun were uniformly dressed in period costumes, some people might think that this was a 21st-century building.

It is the beginning of the night, and in one hour, it will be the early morning, and the long day will pass, and a new day will come quietly in the dark.

Sam Fook Court is at peak hours.

The pavilions with carved railings and painted thresholds are covered with bright tulle palace lamps, and from time to time there are benefactors wearing gold and jade, staggering and laughing with the sisters. In the rows of private rooms, the voice of the excellent singer rises and falls, the sound of the warbler and the swallow whisper constantly, the sound of pushing the cup and changing the lamp can be faintly heard, the prosperous place in the world, the magnificent place.

The popular Shui Xiu'er of Sanfu Pavilion is hurriedly walking on the complicated and tortuous corridor at the moment.

For example, in places such as Qinglou Xingyuan, there are all kinds of unsightly hooks every day. Some are internal matters, and some belong to the privacy and confidential negotiation services provided to guests, so there must be various hidden mezzanine dark rooms and single-family courtyards.

Shui Xiu'er was dressed in a red veil, and after walking around the building, she pushed the door and walked into an inconspicuous private room.

This private room is located in the middle of nowhere, away from the bustling area, and is a perfect place for conversation.

In the room, a middle-aged man in his 40s, wearing a ingots satin brocade robe, short and fat, like a meat ball, was eating melon seeds. This person's name is Zheng Huairen, and he is a native of Fuzhou.

...... In the Ming generation, Fujian produced high-quality raw materials, so the stationery has always been an export strength, and the main business of the Zheng family is to wholesale all kinds of rice paper and bamboo paper.

Seeing Shui Xiu'er enter the door, Master Zheng's fat face was suddenly full of smiles: "Girl is hard, has there been any news leaked from that soil bun?" ”

"Don't mention such coarse people again." Shui Xiu'er sat down, with a face full of disgust: "The girl has a good body, and the vulgar goods are cheap." ”

When Master Zheng heard this, although he was full of contempt, his smiling round face did not show half of it at the moment: "I have wronged Miss Shuixiu, when this matter is settled, I can't say that I have to invite some friends to cheer for the girl." ”

"Master Zheng, I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?" Shui Xiu'er's apricot eyes widened slightly at this time, and she looked at Zheng Huairen with a smile: "Don't be stupid to be a slave, then the news that Zheng Zhilong wants to recruit An has already spread all over Fuzhou City." ”

"Hehe, this matter has already been negotiated. Then the Zheng family will return to Zhangzhou tomorrow morning, and come back another day, but it will be an official of the imperial court. When Master Zheng said this, he didn't seem to care about the tea bowl and took a sip: "I invite you to make a move today, it's just a businessman's request for a thoughtful meaning, it's not a big deal, you don't have to take chicken feathers as an arrow." ”

When Shui Xiu'er heard this, her eyes fluttered, and she covered her mouth and laughed. While laughing, he stretched out a finger like a green onion and tapped his nose: "But what does the little woman think, whether Zheng Zhilong will be recruited for this trivial matter, and point here tonight?" ”

After looking at Shui Xiu'er for a while, and making sure that the other party's eyes were full of confidence, Master Zheng's amiable face suddenly disappeared, and he changed into a tycoon who sat on the ground and shared the spoils: "Say, what do you want?" ”

Shui Xiu'er also put away the dusty style, her pretty face was cold, and her mouth was small: "I want to redeem myself!" ”

When Master Zheng heard such a large amount of asking price at this moment, not only did he not get angry, but his eyes flashed, and the next moment, he first took out a voucher from his sleeve and slowly pushed it across the table: "This is the Baofeng pawnshop ticket that was promised in advance, 500 taels of silver, and the ticket has been redeemed." ”

When Shui Xiu'er carefully checked the flowers on the ticket, Master Zheng bent down at this time, took out a small embroidered gold jacket from under the seat, and poured out the gold bar inside: "100 taels of gold, I brought so much today." ”

Speaking of this, Master Zheng pulled the pen and ink on the table, brushed a few strokes and wrote an IOU: "2,000 taels of IOU, as soon as the morning dawns, you can send someone to my counter to receive the silver." ”

After speaking, Master Zheng slowly pushed the IOU in front of Shui Xiu'er: "A total of more than 3,000 taels of silver, it's enough to redeem both of you, let's say, what did Xiong Qi leak?" ”

Shui Xiu'er looked at the table full of these things called "freedom" at the moment, and couldn't help but reach out to take them, but the next moment, she was shocked by Master Zheng's eyes like a dead fish.

After a silent awkward laugh, the beauty forced herself to compose. Stretching out her hand to comb her sideburns and organize her language, Shui Xiu'er began to slowly confide in the truth: "I just heard that Xiong Qi say that there is a group of pirates who have scattered their soldiers and horses on the ocean, and when Zheng Zhilong returns, they will kill this person." ”

"Nonsense!" Master Zheng suddenly relaxed a lot at this time, only to see him leaning back in the chair, cocking Erlang's legs, and said with a sneer: "Now all the shopkeepers who have a little people are gathered in the middle and left and wait for the news, how can you say that the soldiers and horses are all in the middle and left?" How many soldiers and horses do you need to eat 5 ships of elite? Ridiculous! ”

Speaking of this, Master Zheng said to himself again: "Could it be an official army? ”

"No, no, the government wants to do it, and it will move in the city. Besides, just the sailors...... Tut-tut, not to underestimate them. ”

Master Zheng analyzed all the way, and felt more and more that what Shui Xiu'er had just said was not true, and the next moment, he leaned over viciously: "You shouldn't make up nonsense to deceive your Zheng Ye, right?" ”

Shui Xiu'er was already six gods and no master at this time, so she stammered and said: "That's what Xiong Qiwei really said, how dare the slave and maid deceive the master...... It's a sea bandit, a murderer in Chazhou...... Guns and guns or something. ”

Just when Shui Xiu'er raised her head and desperately recalled the drunkard's words, after hearing a few loud "booms", Master Zheng disappeared out of thin air.

......

Brought down the chair, brought down the candlestick, slammed the door, Master Zheng's fat body stumbled down the stairs, ran all the way to the sedan hall at the door of Sanfu Pavilion, and threw ingots and broken silver to one of the two night train drivers who were standard in the Qinglou, and then he got into the sedan chair and shouted breathlessly: "Hurry up, go quickly, get rewarded early, get rewarded early......

Half an hour later, the two sedan chair men who were running wildly collapsed in front of the door of Hengguangkang's silk shop, and the shopkeeper Zheng himself had already jumped to the door and began to slam the door desperately.

Zheng Sancai, the manager of Hengguangkang, who was drinking celebration wine with his subordinates in the courtyard, hurriedly opened the side door when he heard the sound, and then saw a meat ball rolling in.

After everyone grabbed the meat ball, Zheng San lifted the lantern above the head, and then said in surprise: "Why are you?!" ”

Humpty Dumpty Zheng Huairen was already sweating profusely at this time, and his legs and feet were weak: "Disaster is a disaster, help me in." ”

A moment later, in the large study of Hengguangkang Intermediate Courtyard, Zheng Huairen sat slumped on a chair, first poured a bowl of herbal tea, and then opened his mouth to tell the story of tonight.

After Zheng Sancai heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked: "That sister will never know about the Yanzhou people and Lianzhu cannons, it should be from Xiong Qi's mouth." Broken! The government must have colluded with the gang on Dayuan Island, and the big boss is in charge! ”

Zheng San arrived at this moment and suddenly realized.

And the chubby Zheng Huairen figured out this stubble as early as on the way here. Now that he saw Zheng San, he figured it out, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Will Ji come out?" ”

......

At the same time, in a small courtyard not far from the silk village, a young man dressed as a man in a coarse cloth robe was reclining in a chair at the moment, with his legs on the table by the way, his eyes half-closed, lazily listening to headphones.

Yes, just headphones.

A small digital monitor on the table is clearly playing the sound of a conversation less than 200 meters away in a straight line.

And the young man, who was originally lazy, gradually listened to the content of the secret conversation between the two surnamed Zheng in the study, and his eyes widened in vain. The next moment, he quickly put his feet away, turned around and turned on the car radio on the desktop, picked up the microphone and began to call the main station.

The radio waves went straight to a grocery store near the Yamen Bridge on the banks of the Antai River, not far from West Luoma City.

This grocery store is a typical Ming Dynasty front store and back field structure, and the plaque on the door is called "Carrefour", which is mainly engaged in the wholesale of groceries and local products in Suzhou and Hangzhou. The location of the grocery store is at the entrance of Antai Street, in front of the door is the head of the river, and after the door walks through a short street is the West Luoma Market, with convenient transportation and convenient access.

And Song Jia, the head of the intelligence station stationed in Fuzhou City by the crossing forces, originally wrote a letter in the study. When the attendant came to report urgently, Song Jia couldn't help but be shocked, hurriedly came to the intelligence room, picked up the microphone and said in a deep voice: "Black cat, I'm a black tiger, you can play the recording for me now." ”

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And the recording that Song Jia heard at this time was already the recording after Er Zheng discussed the response plan...... When the sound of Zheng Sancai dispatching his subordinates and asking them to go out of the city overnight to report the news came from the hand, the cold sweat on Song Jia's head fell.

"Call the merchant and the Fu Ya, report the situation, everyone change their night clothes, and gather in the front yard!"

After issuing a brief order, Song Jia hurried to his bedroom. And when the intelligence officers of the 10 or so Fuzhou stations were changing their clothes, Song Jia had already returned to the intelligence room with an aluminum alloy box, and was talking to Xue Haiyuan with a hand microphone while changing his clothes.

As the person in charge of the semi-public merchant in Fuzhou, Xue Haiyuan usually does not participate in this kind of work - the merchant inn is too closely watched by people from all walks of life, and even if he buys a shipload of goods, there will be N spies to inquire about the content, so he is not suitable to participate in other secret operations.

However, it can't be done today, tonight is an emergency, in this case, Song Jia has the right to mobilize all resources, including Xue Haiyuan and Huang Juren.

After listening to Song Jia's narration, Xue Haiyuan was also extremely puzzled, and asked through the radio: "Which crack did this Zheng Huairen come out of?" ”

"If we have a dark line that never shows up, we won't allow others to have it?" Song Jia replied angrily while putting on a stab-proof vest on his upper body.

"Fuck me, this snake is yin enough! Say, what to do? Xue Haiyuan was also speechless at this time.

"What else can I do, you go to the Jinglou Gate, and I will go to the South Gate."

"What about Master Huang?"

"The call was not answered. There is no telegraph room there, so it will have long been resting in his arms with his arms in peace. ”

"This can't be done, he must arrange it in advance, otherwise it will be bad tomorrow morning!"

"Got it, I still need you to say it, I'll send someone to call him."

"Well, then I'll prepare, you remember to go out and bring a walkie-talkie."

"Got it."