The storyteller's information is undoubtedly reliable, but Yan Shu doesn't believe that Li Deming, the king of Xiping, actually died with the Liao Emperor Yelu Longxu, is this really God bless my Great Song Dynasty?!

The information on this piece of paper is indeed true, the seal letter of the king of Xiping was sent out from the general as a prisoner, and before going out, it was inspected by the political affairs hall, Yan Shu knew this seal too well, and as a governor of the political affairs, he could recognize the authenticity of the seal letter at a glance.

He glanced back at the official of the Criminal Division and said, "Is Song Xiaoyi from the black hand here?" ”

"Yan Xianggong thinks so much about me? That's the only time you think of me as an old friend, right? ”

Song Xiaoyi walked out of the shadow of the cell, skillfully waved his hand to untie the storyteller's rope, his task was to wipe his ass for this matter, and he must make the party feel that the storyteller's words were true, and the black hand was the best at doing this kind of thing.

As for where the storyteller's stuff came from, it's a joke, the storyteller is a three-handed old man, and once he inadvertently smoothed the backpack of a party member, and this secret report was in the backpack......

There is no doubt that the party member has not noticed it until now, which makes Yan Shu very strange, and Song Xiaoyi smiled and said: "There are two lines in the secret hall of the party item, and if any line is sent to the information, the rest of the secret report will be destroyed." ”

Yan Shu smiled: "So the party members don't know about the leakage at all? ”

Song Xiaoyi smiled bitterly and pointed at the storyteller: "What do you think?!" ”

"This is your business, find a way to let the party members clear their suspicions, this matter is very important, I have already passed the book to the Sancai family, he will come out in a while, you and I should not enter the palace at this time!"

Yan Shu's words made Song Xiaoyi smile: "You are very cautious, okay, just leave the rest to my black hands." ”

Yan Shu nodded slightly: "That's very good." ”

He believes that Song Xiaoyi's black hand can handle this matter, and today's black hand is very different from the original, the official family deliberately began to restrict the rights of the black hand, and their actions gradually shifted from law enforcement to intelligence gathering.

This is not a bad thing for Song Xiaoyi, there are too many things to fight and kill, and the anger on the black hand is getting heavier and heavier, while it is still too late to stop now, the words of the official family are not unreasonable, and they can't be washed off if they want to wash it after being stained with murderous energy for a long time.

Song Xiaoyi's positioning of the black hand is also becoming more and more civilian, strong intelligence analysis is the strength of the black hand, and the task of camouflage and reconnaissance has been handed over to the pro-health department to do, but the black hand still retains an elite force, they are the same as the imperial equipment in front of the official, but they are better at special battles.

This group of people was personally instructed by Chen Lin's old immortal, and it was not much more than bringing imperial equipment.

Sancai rushed into the cell of the Criminal Division in a hurry and shouted: "Where is the traitor? Where's the traitor?! ”

Traitor?! Song Xiaoyi was dumbfounded, and then reacted and pointed at Yan Shu and smiled bitterly: "You can figure it out, the official is a little safe, there is no traitor, but there is a big thing, Yan Xianggong wants you to come quickly." ”

Sancai gasped heavily, stretched out his orchid fingers and snorted at Yan Shu, rolled his eyes and said, "You're trying to scare me to death!" What is it that warrants such nonsense? And let my beloved be arraigned! ”

Yan Shu smiled: "No, can you rush from the palace quickly?" Look at this thing, it's not much less than rebellion. ”

Sancai took the blank paper disdainfully: "What big things can be in this world now?" Our big Song can be very stable! ”

Having said that, Sancai still gently unfolded the secret letter in his hand, and after seeing the content on it, he snorted out, walked without two steps and stood straight, and walked out calmly: "The old slave wants to report this matter to the official family, Song Xiaoyi, what are you still doing here?" ”

Sure enough, everyone around the official family knows it, and it can be seen from Sancai's reflection that his brain is bright, and the more anxious he is at this time, the easier it is to reveal flaws.

Song Xiaoyi said with a smile: "The senior official just rest assured, the news will never leak out, and the party members will not know about it." ”

"It's so good, the black hand clerk is at ease." After Sancai finished speaking, he walked out of the door slowly, and he didn't look at the storyteller from beginning to end, Sancai, who already knew the whole story, didn't want to punish this pickpocket in his heart, if it weren't for him, Da Song wouldn't know such important information.

After all, this old boy is still the mascot of Da Song, Sancai doesn't want him to be punished, and the black hand will definitely deal with him.

It is true that Song Xiaoyi does not intend to punish this old storyteller, if it were not for him this time, he would not have known about Li Deming's death, and it can be regarded as making a huge contribution to the intelligence work of the black hand, although it was crooked, but the result was good.

Sancai's carriage stopped unhurriedly at the side door of the back garden, Sancai swayed into the huge palace gate, and the guards on the door smiled: "How is the beloved person in the official's family?" How did you come back so quickly? ”

Sancai smiled and said: "You kid cares, it's okay, it's just an ordinary wind chill, but I want to thank you kid for bringing it." ”

There were very few people on the street outside the palace gate, and the vendor who bought the shortbread was obviously not doing well, but he still didn't want to leave, and after seeing Sancai enter the palace gate, he pushed the cart and left slowly, and a carriage was waiting quietly not far away, and the vendor pushed the stall to the side of the carriage, and two strong men got down from the carriage and quickly carried the vendor's stall into the carriage.

The peddler sat on the wheel and glanced at the coachman and said: "No Ning Ling, the little one has been checked all the way, there is no change in the three talents, and after going home, he just talked to his mother-in-law, his mother-in-law has a cold, and has already gone to grab medicine, and the prescription is here......"

Yeli Renrong picked up the prescription and glanced at it and said: "Continue to monitor, you must make sure that the news does not leak, and don't get close to the palace province in the future to arouse suspicion, there are many talented people in the palace of the Great Song Dynasty, and it is inevitable that flaws will be exposed." ”

The peddler nodded, "The villain knows." ”

Yeli Renrong was a little relieved after listening to the hawker's report, he received the news before, he knew the storyteller's words very well, but he rationally thought that the secret letter could not be leaked, and even the black hand of the Great Song Dynasty did not find the line of the party member, let alone a storyteller who made a living by performing arts?

It's just a coincidence! Anyway, the two secret letters were not lost, and the backpack containing the secret letters had already turned into ashes, but the storyteller was arrested by the Great Song Dynasty's Criminal Division, otherwise it would be best to ask in person.

Fly in the ointment often happens, but perhaps it is the fly in the ointment that leads to immeasurable results.

Yeli Renrong sighed slightly: "Is this really God bless the Great Song?" Emperor Liao has just died, and my king is actually dead, how can there be such a coincidence in the world?! ”