Meng Qiaofang's Governor's Yamen, located in the west of Xi'an City to the south, not far from the bustling West Street, but because of the relationship between the high-walled compound, you can not hear the hustle and bustle of the city at all when you turn a corner and enter the South Courtyard Street, as if there are two worlds separated by a street.

There are several courtyards in the yamen, several sets of entrances and exits, and they are built squarely and neatly, and they are tightly fitted. It was originally a part of the imperial city of the Tang Dynasty, after the reconstruction and expansion of Jingzhao Mansion in the Song Dynasty and Fengyuan Road in the Yuan Dynasty, coupled with the careful decoration of the Ming Dynasty's political envoy and the Qing court governor of Shaanxi, Meng Qiaofang, although it has gone through wind and rain but is more and more gorgeous.

Now here, it has become Meng Zhiyu's governor's yamen, large and small officials go in and out, move tables and cabinets, sprinkle and clean, and prepare for the opening of the yamen of Shaanxi in the Ming Dynasty in the future.

In the depths of the backyard, there is a courtyard, which was originally a guest room for temporary accommodation in the back house, because the military camp outside the city is also being rebuilt, Wang Huan has no place to live, so he temporarily settles in it.

At this time, there were many people crowded in the main hall of the courtyard, headed by Wang Huan, the three battalion commanders of the Kuizhou Army, the governor Meng Zhiyu, the leader of the secret agents Chen Xiang, and the captain of the personal guard, Ma Wannian, who were all strong men, and the small main hall was crowded.

Everyone's eyes stayed on a chair in the middle of the main hall, and there was nothing unusual about the chair, but the people sitting on it.

This man was dressed in tattered linen clothes, with more holes than fishing nets, barely covered his body, and he could smell a foul smell from a long distance on his body, and he had not taken a bath for at least a month, and his pants were almost the same as his clothes, so dirty that he could not see his true colors, and his feet were simply barefoot, and the dirt was all over his feet, and he did not even have a pair of straw sandals.

Look at the portrait again, the horse's face is wide, the cheekbones are like two rice balls, the slender eyes are scattered, the hair is messy and shiny, and the knot is tied on the top of the head, like a pile of scattered hemp rope; The body was not decent, the skin was as black as black charcoal, the sackcloth was already wide, and it seemed to have a sack on him, and it was empty as if there was a skeleton inside.

At this moment, under the watchful eyes of Wang Huan and others, this person is concentrating on dealing with a large bowl of gruel and a few steamed buns, looking at his gobbling appearance, it is no different from a homeless person who has been hungry for a long time.

Meng Zhiyu wrinkled his nose, stretched out his hand and fanned in front of him, and asked Chen Xiang quietly: "Is this person really Ma Mingtu, the former lieutenant official?" Not mistaken? How do you look at it, it's a flower child.。 ”

Chen Xiang's face was expressionless, he glanced at him, and said in a low voice: "He has the imperial edict on his body, as well as a small copper seal stating his identity, but he can't fake it, just put it there, you can go and check it yourself." ”

Meng Zhiyu glanced at the table next to Wang Huan's seat, there was a small and short bamboo tube on the table, and another roll of paper and a small seal were placed next to it, the roll paper and copper seal were very small, and they could be put into the bamboo tube, which should be what Chen Xiang said.

He was even more suspicious, and asked again: "He dares to go to Shanxi with these things?" If you are caught by the Qing army, you will be beheaded. ”

Chen Xiang's face twitched slightly, and he replied almost inaudibly: "That bamboo pipe was taken out of his valley road." ”

Meng Zhiyu seemed to be infected, the muscles on his face immediately twitched, his legs were clamped reflexively, he couldn't help but glance at the bamboo pipe again, gasped and muttered: "This makes sense, this makes sense." ”

The two were chatting, but Wang Huan kept staring at Ma Mingtu, who was eating, and waited patiently, he had already pinched his nose just now and looked at the things in the bamboo tube, confirming the identity of the person named Huazi in front of him.

Zhaoqing ****** has already made contact with Shanxi Jiang Xuan, and with some kind of tacit understanding and commitment, Wang Huan knows, otherwise he would not have sent troops to respond, but Ma Mingtu is willing to endure humiliation so much, go to Shanxi alone, and risk losing his head and getting hemorrhoids to spread the message, which is very rare.

Judging from Ma Mingtu's eating appearance, this eunuch has not eaten a full meal for a long time, and he doesn't know how long he has been hungry, Wang Huan doesn't dare to give him big fish and meat immediately, in that case, it will be easy to kill him.

Although the bowl was big and the steamed buns were big, it didn't take much time for Ma Mingtu to eliminate them, and after licking the sea bowl, he couldn't get enough of putting a piece of rice from the corner of his mouth into his mouth with his tongue, and smashed it and ate it very sweetly.

"Is Grandpa Ma full?" Wang Huan smiled.

"Fifty percent full, but it's done, let's get down to business first." With the goods to cushion his stomach, Ma Mingtu's bearing also rose, his waist straightened, and the majesty of Yongli's favored ministers came out from the eyes of the restored spirit, if it weren't for the stench and tattered clothes, it was enough to intimidate many people.

He arched his hand to Wang Huan, arched to the southeast, and said: "Our family started from Zhaoqing three months ago, and traveled alone all the way to the night, not taking the avenue and taking the small road, after going through wind and rain and hardships, with the emperor's secret decree to Shanxi to announce the edict, in order to ensure the safety of the will to swallow carbon black noodles, suffered a lot, and almost died several times, only fortunately returned from Shanxi without disgrace, and was able to see the Hou Ye, which is twists and turns, it is really a long story." ”

He said sadly, his words were choked, and everyone in the hall could feel the bitterness, Wang Huan looked at the bamboo pipe, as if he inadvertently glanced at Ma Mingtu's buttocks, and responded sympathetically: "Ma Gonggong is tired, and the emperor will not treat his father-in-law lightly." ”

Ma Mingtu waved his hand with a smile on his face, and then arched his hand to the southeast and said: "Lord Xie praises, but this is all within our family's business, for the emperor's worries, what does it matter if our family gives up their lives?" ”

Wang Huan looked around and said solemnly: "Ma Gonggong is loyal to his liver and courage, and he is really a model for my generation." ”

Everyone in the hall praised together: "That's true, Ma Gonggong is loyal to the country and has worked hard!" ”

Ma Mingtu adjusted his sitting posture reservedly, so that his butt was not so uncomfortable sitting on the hard chair, and said loudly: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

Wang Huan raised the sedan chair, and then said to Ma Mingtu: "I don't know if my father-in-law is going to Shanxi, how do you find out the news?" Is Jiang Jiu's situation good? Please come along one by one. ”

Hearing Wang Huan say these words, Chen Xiang on the side blushed unconsciously, although the Kuizhou secret agent team has been laid out in Shanxi, all kinds of large and small porter shops, big and small car shops have opened a lot, and the deputy captain Jiang Li even rushed to Shanxi in person to seek information for Wang Huan, but because of the large army gathering in Shanxi, the war is endless, the people are scattered and fleeing, and it is difficult for outsiders to obtain information through channels, as long as there are no people with pigtails, they cannot operate in the area controlled by the Qing soldiers, Ma Mingtu At this time, he also dragged a small braid behind his head.

"Alas, it's urgent!" Ma Mingtu sighed and shook his head again and again: "Jiang Huang is afraid that he won't last long!" ”

(End of chapter)