Qin Shishi and his subordinate brother Shang Jiahe, the two rode to Gansu Town, dressed in leather jackets and thick trousers, with heavy backpacks hanging on the side of the saddle, and first found a farmer's courtyard in the village outside the town, and stored two war horses.

According to Wang Ziliang's arrangement, when Baodes first arrived in Gansu Town, he secretly sent military men to buy a remote farmhouse courtyard in several villages outside the town, for emergency use.

After a night's rest, the two people riding mules and horses, taking advantage of the dawn, rushed to the city gate, paid the entrance tax, and swaggered to lead the horses into the flow of people; didn't go to Fuguilou, Qin Shi found an inn and quietly lived in.

The town of Gansu commanded the envoys, and the annual autumn drill was to be carried out the day after tomorrow, and the elite soldiers sent by thousands of households in the military drill outside the town had already arrived one after another, and even the gravel fort had sent two hundred soldiers, and Wang Chongli personally took it.

The huge exercise ground, lined with tents, was crowded with elite soldiers and strong generals from various guard posts, waiting for the start of the autumn exercise; Next, it's time to deal with the battle of the Tartars for threshing grass this winter.

This year's drought in the northwest is not expected to be good on the grassland, and the northwest border army and government with rich experience naturally know the plans of the Mongolian Tatars.

Monk Qin Shi's family settled the mules and horses, the two went out from the south city gate, walked around the outside of the exercise ground for a while, and saw the flat terrain on all sides, there was no cover within a radius of seven or eight miles, and people shouted horses, knowing that it was not a good place to do it, so they returned to the inn to rest.

Early the next morning, in the restaurant across the street from the commander's office, Qin Shi and the two sat by the window, asking for a few dishes of meat and vegetables, a pot of Fenjiu, and eating and drinking deliciously.

This time he was dispatched to military affairs, Xiao Ye gave Qin Shi 300 taels of funds, so he naturally had to eat and drink well, and he gave more rewards to the guys in the restaurant; So, a meal has been eaten for more than an hour, and it is a very idle work where will come to disturb, there are not many diners before noon, and some people are still popular on the second floor.

It was almost noon, Qin Shishi, who was drinking tea boringly, was about to digest the food in his stomach, and then he saw a horse team on the street, dangling from a distance, and couldn't help but feel refreshed; Shang Jiahe, who was sitting opposite, was about to fall asleep, his eyelids drooped, and when he heard the flag officer's sigh, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Man, come, another plate of beef, a roast goose, half a catty of Fen wine," although the corner of his eye glanced at the street below, Qin Shishi still shouted in his mouth, "Hurry up,"

"Okay, here," the guy who had already started his busy work, with a towel on his shoulder, ran over and changed a pot of hot tea on the table, "a plate of beef, a roast goose, half a catty of Fenjiu, you wait a minute, it will be there soon,"

"Smack," a piece of broken silver was thrown on the dining table, and Qin Shishi hummed lightly, "Don't look for it, I'll reward you,"

"Heh, thank you officer," the guy accepted the broken silver without a trace, touched it secretly, and smiled on his face, this table is a little longer, but the reward is worth his salary for more than ten days, so naturally he has a good attitude.

"Eh, by the way, that horse team looks majestic, which official has arrived?" Qin Shishi turned his head to look at the street and asked casually.

The guy stretched his neck and looked at it, and replied skillfully, "Look at the flag is the commander of the officer, Master Jiang Jie Jiang has arrived, and he looks majestic, but his son Jiang Qinggui died in the hands of the horse thief a while ago," the latter words are very careful, and there is also an element of showing off.

The guy in the restaurant is a local, and he wants to make a living in this place where the news is chaotic, so he has to be deaf and sharp-eyed, and in the face of Qin Shi, who is obviously a foreign businessman, he can say some inside information, and he can't say that he can mix up some benefits.

"That horse thief is very powerful, ten days ago, he burned Yonghetun to the ground, forcing the newly appointed Ximen Baihu to have to move to Lao Yangkou, however, it is not far from Shiguan, and the Tartar is not easy to mess with," the guy with his mouth was broken and chattered, seeing the impatience on Qin Shishi's face, he hurriedly stopped talking nonsense,

Qin Shi's monk had never seen Jiang Jie, so he recognized Jiang Jie on a war horse, so he continued to eat lunch and left the restaurant with his stomach in his hand; The smiling guy sent them down to the second floor, and then looked at the official office opposite downstairs, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

These two diners who seem to be merchants, but they have a bad aura on their bodies, they can't be swordsmen from the east, whatever, they will report to the line at night, and they will get a small amount of money. As a peripheral spy of the Jinyi Wei Hundred Households, the guy has to go to the specified place every day to report what he has seen and heard today, and he has found that the reward is not much, but fortunately, the trickle is not.

Lu Yidao, who had suffered too much loss in Yonghetun, began to spread news in the northwest to replenish his subordinate horse thieves, and naturally there were bastards, swordsmen, and even green forest high-rollers who couldn't get along from all over the country, gradually approaching Gansu Town, and reaching the grassland through Qingfeng Valley. Therefore, this time, Fang Shanshui also set up his spirits to prevent accidents from happening to this autumn's drill.

Qin Shishi, who had been wandering the streets for a day, easily found Jiang Jie's house and found a place to start.

At sunset, in an ordinary inn, the candlelight in the guest room was dim, and Shang Jiahe sat on a wooden bench at the door, listening to the movement outside.

Qin Shishi, who was standing at the table, was assembling the Mauser rifle, and the barrel, butt, and a bunch of parts taken out of the backpack clicked together in his hand.

There are many gun masters in Xiao Ye's personal guards, but Qin Shishi is the first to dare to disassemble and wipe the rifle, and after more than a month, his understanding of the rifle far exceeds that of others, which is also the reason why he was selected by the hundred households to carry out this military affairs.

The rifle was quickly assembled, Qin Shi pulled the bolt, raised the rifle and took aim, pulled the trigger slightly, snapped, and the crisp sound of the machine spring made him very satisfied; Heck, this rifle is just better than fire/gun, and it doesn't look like a grade.

Wrap the rifle with a strip of cloth a width of a palm, from the front groove of the bolt to the front slot, layer by layer, tightly wrap two layers, wrap it to the crosshairs of the barrel, and then wrap it back again, so that the bolt is wrapped all the way to the butt, and the strip of cloth is all wrapped around the gun.

Putting down the rifle, Qin Shi took out two magazines, withdrew the bullets one by one, and carefully wiped them with a cotton cloth.

In the past, when rear-loading fire/guns were used, there were sergeants who marked the shell of the projectile to prevent confusion with other people's projectiles, in fact, in order to prevent others from taking it away.

The bullets were so slippery that they were not easy to mark, so some guards carved traces with iron nails on the oval notched warhead, some carved shallow roads, some carved deep grooves, and the number varied.

So, when practicing shooting, the backs of several wooden targets were blown out by warheads, which caused a sensation among the guards.

After Xiao Ye learned of this, he specially pulled out a few sheep, and after trying a few shots to disembowel and check, he immediately issued a gag order, and the sergeant was absolutely not allowed to inform outsiders, and once it was discovered, he would be severely punished; Shiguan Tunli had already had a secret military order, and the guards and sergeants did not feel inappropriate in carrying it out.

Now, Qin Shi is going to do this kind of yin thing, take out a slender pointed nail, and carve a few deep grooves in the head of the bullet, after this kind of lead bullet enters the flesh, the entrance is still a small hole, but the internal organs of the flesh are warheads that have been tumbled and deformed, and they are stirred to pieces.

After trimming the five rounds, pressing them into the magazine, two magazines of ten rounds, and quickly loading them into the rifle magazine, Qin Shi put the rifle into a long black cloth bag, and began to wipe the revolver/gun again; Once this military affairs were completed, two revolvers/guns, one for his monk and one for each person, and the hundred households agreed.

The short fire/gun with paper bullet casings, who he likes to give to whom, Qin Shi can't look down on it, and even the rear-loading fire/gun and shotgun are beginning to dislike it. If it weren't for the fact that the shotgun could shoot grenades and the rifle couldn't, he would have the heart to ask Baihu to let the hunters all change to rifles.

Tidy up, turn off the lights, and the two of them lay on the bed with their clothes, and soon began to snore.

At the end of the day, all the people walking around the inn went back to their rooms, and even the door was closed, and the shopkeeper went back to his room to sleep, and he had to get up early tomorrow morning to work.

There was a faint sound of beating on the street outside, and in the dark room, Qin Shi opened his eyes, quietly turned over and sat up, and Shang Jiahe, who was asleep opposite, heard the sound of the rope, and quietly got up and got out of bed.

Dressed in black, with a black cloth covering his face, and a revolver/gun stuck in his waist, Qin Shishi put on his backpack and black cloth bag and quietly opened the door; Before going to bed, Shang Jiahe poured a little vegetable oil on the door shaft, and the door silently opened a crack.

Shang Jiahe, who is also dressed in black and masked, has a pistol in his waist and five earth-shattering thunders in his backpack.

Going downstairs to the backyard of the inn, when passing the stable, Qin Shi walked into his two mules and horses in the dark, and a thin piece of fur was uncovered on the branding of the horse's rump.

This brand that everyone knows in Gansu Town is the triangular mark of Lu Yidao's horse thief, and even the saddle was seized in Yonghetun, so there is no mistake.

After climbing over the wall from the stable and turning along the alley, the two of them touched a three-story wooden building, and found the position to climb in the corner of the wall, which was already good during the day.

This high-rise building in Gansu town is a street-facing inn opened by Wang's family, and it is also the best inn in the town, with restaurants on the first floor, guest rooms on the second and third floors, and two exquisite courtyards in the back.

The inn has been chartered by the government for many years, and it is regarded as a high-end post station, which is specially used to welcome high-quality officials and celebrities and businessmen from all over the world.

Climbing through the cracks in the brick corners, the two of them were like wild cats in the dark, and their bodies deftly swayed up to the roof of the building from the closed window lattice, lying behind the ridge of the blue brick house.

Looking north from the ridge, almost without a microscope, Qin Shi can see the huge garden next to the inn, and then look ahead, condescendingly, the Wang family's mansion is in full view.

Of course, if you want to find the target carefully, you still need a microscope handed over by Baihu, and without clear instructions, it is difficult for the telescope to see the distance clearly at night.

Qin Shi lay down on the green tile covered with small felt pads, opened his backpack, took out the Mauser rifle from the cloth bag, and gently pulled the bolt, "Whoa,"

In the quiet of the night, the crisp sound of the gunshot made Qin Shishi feel terrified, looked around a few times, sighed secretly, stood up on the felt pad, sent the gun forward, and put it on the ridge.

Shang Jiahe held the microscope and searched carefully, looking for the face that was remembered in his mind during the day.

In two days, it will be the autumn drill of the guard, as a servant, Jiang Jie has a lot of things to worry about, grain, grass barracks, ordnance, and the purchase of herbs, he is reluctant to let go, it is all a sum of money.

But what worries him the most is that Baihu Zhuchuan Mountain, who led people to ambush Ximen Xiaoye, actually died in the wilderness, and even those sergeants only ran back a small half.

The sergeants who ran back were intercepted by their henchmen guarding outside the city gate and gathered into the barracks outside the city.

Zhuchuan Mountain died, one hundred households with one hand pierced through Yang Archery, hundreds of households died by the side of the avenue, most of the hundreds of sergeants died, and the nineteen crossbows of the defending army were also destroyed; These, Jiang Jie can rely on means and silver to plug the loopholes.

But just in case, to block the mouth of Youyou, Jiang Jie was still ruthless, and secretly ordered his henchmen and guards to kill the more than 30 sergeants who fled back, together with the 100 households, and destroy the corpses.

As long as he pointed the murder finger at Lu Yidao, didn't he just burn Yonghetun, Zhuchuan Mountain led the team to inspect, but unfortunately it was stolen by horse thieves, and the whole team died in the line of duty.

However, that Ximen Xiao night, a small hundred households, had such sharp combat power, so Jiang Jie couldn't sleep, sitting in the brightly lit study, tasting Fenjiu tastelessly.

In the town, he doesn't have to worry about the little hundred households coming to the door to seek revenge, even if he sues the commander, he is not afraid, anyone will believe the words of the commander, not the words of a hundred households in the border.

However, the official face is not afraid, he is afraid that the stunned young man will secretly make trouble for himself, after all, it is impossible for him to stay in the town for the rest of his life and not go out.

"No, we must find an opportunity to dispose of the remnants of this Ximen family, and we must eradicate the roots, otherwise there will be endless troubles," thinking about the idea in his heart, Jiang Jie raised his eyes and looked out of the window, the open window, although the cold wind swept lightly, still could not blow away the depression in his heart.

If you want to kill Ximen Xiao Ye, Jiang Jie still has a lot of means, as long as he has an official paper/document, summon Xiao Ye to the town department, find an excuse to strip him of his official position, and take it seriously; But he wants to be faced, and he cleans up a hundred households without evidence, doesn't that leave a handle for others, even Huang Sanshao looks down on himself, and he still has a long way to go in his future official career.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jie looked at the official document on the big case, his eyes looked at a letterhead, and suddenly had an idea, Qiu Cao, isn't this a good time, he was so busy that he forgot about it.

It is very convenient to transfer Yonghetun 100 households to lead the military drill, during which it is very convenient to have some accidents, even if it costs more money, no matter how much favor you owe, you must get rid of the hidden dangers cleanly.

As long as Xiao Ye dies, it won't take much effort to make some connections and get Xiao Ye's family together.

Holding the wine glass, Jiang Jie got up and walked to the window, staring at the dark night sky with cloudy eyes, and laughed gloomily, "Ximen Xiaoye, this time, if you don't want to die, you have to die, the official doesn't believe it, you can stop thousands of troops and horses with a hundred households,"

Although the Xiao camp was not common in the Ming army, Jiang Jie had a way to let a reasonable Xiao camp appear in the exercise ground outside the town on a suitable night, and hundreds of thousands of sergeants were killed and injured for this.

For personal revenge, Jiang Jie has no so-called army in his eyes, and those who are soldiers must have the consciousness of dying, isn't it good to have a horse leather shroud. Tomorrow, there will be an urgent official document sent directly to Shiguantun.

Just when Jiang Jie was planning the plan, Shang Jiahe, who was three hundred steps away, exclaimed in a low voice, "This old guy, why don't you just give face, flag officer, I found it,"

The light in Jiang Jie's backyard study, in Shang Jiahe's eyes, is no less than a raging fire, which can be found with a little attention.

Following Shang Jiahe's guidance, Qin Shishi picked up the monocular beside him, looked at it carefully, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Shi Ye, Yuan Ye, damn it, damn it, let's go find him,"

According to Qin Shishi's idea, if he doesn't have a chance at night, he can only shrink here and wait for a night, and wait until Jiang Jie goes to Si Ya during the day, and when he goes out, he is shot and killed, and the chance of running away at that time is really small; Now, before dawn tonight, I'll be able to get to that village.

Optimistic about the direction of the target, Qin Shi put down the binoculars, picked up the rifle in his hand, and aimed at the sesame-sized shadow in the distance.

Taking a deep breath to slow down his heartbeat, Qin Shishi put his finger on the trigger, rubbed it, and buckled it steadily; Shooting at a target 300 steps away, he also practiced in the training ground, five shots and three hits, that was the mentality during training, and even more during the day, but now, his grasp is less than fifty percent.

Time is running out, it's hard to find the opportunity when it's gone, and my mind crossed the martial arts arena outside the town, "It's really not good, just dig a pit somewhere, hide in it and wait for two days,"

"Bah," a low gunshot rang out, very awake in the silent night, "Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah," quickly pulled the bolt, and with feeling, Qin Shi fired five bullets in succession at the target of the bean point, and shot out all the bullets that he had processed with the warhead in one go.

Shang Jiahe, who was shrinking behind the ridge, held a glimmer mirror and stared at the target, when he saw Jiang Jie at the window, after the blood flowers bloomed on his body, he hurriedly patted the flag officer's shoulder and urged in a low voice, "It's hit, hurry up,"

After speaking, he had already put on his backpack, ran down to the edge of the roof, grabbed a rope that had been tied, and went down slippery; When he got down, he had to warn the flag officer.

"Hmm," Qin Shishi, who gave up the idea of continuing to shoot, picked up the hot bullet casings that were jumping under him, but he couldn't find the fifth one, so he stopped looking around, loaded his rifle, and followed Shang Jiahe and slipped down the roof.

With the help of the rope, Qin Shi soon came down as well, holding the rope and shaking it fiercely, the slipknot tied to the roof opened, and the rope fell down in a rope.

Rope tightened, and two black shadows disappeared into the alley. At this moment, the inn behind him was already lit up.

After all, the sudden explosion of gunfire at night was very harsh.

Jiang Jie's study, the guard who was waiting outside the room, suddenly heard a few explosions in the distance, and then heard an ordinary sound in the room, and thought that the old man had accidentally fallen, so he hurriedly pushed the door in.

Entering the study, the guards were stunned to find that under the bright light, Jiang Jie, who was lying on the felt carpet, on the bright yellow silk robe, a large mass of blood was gradually spreading, and the person was still twitching slightly, "There are assassins, there are assassins, the master has been assassinated," a terrible howl sounded in the courtyard of the back house with beautiful vegetation.

Qin Shi and the two of them looked for a promising route, turned over the city and left the town, and hurried to the village ten miles away, but only when the news of confirmation came from Fuguilou, they would leave the village.

Zheng Sanpindu commanded the assassination at home, which caused a shock in the town of Gansu, and soon the whole city was under martial law, and the officers and soldiers poured into the streets.

The backyard of Jiang's house, which was red by more than a dozen torches and lanterns, was crowded with people from all walks of life, including the Dusi, the Zhenfu Division, and even the wrestlers of the Jinyi Guard, who rushed one after another; The county officials who rushed to the news could only wait outside, just like their bosses who knew the county, the county officials, the main book, and the canonical history.

In the Jiang family's study, stepping on the sticky blood stains on the felt carpet under his feet, the capable Gou Chenliang took the capable wrestler, and a few pairs of eyes searched around.

Under the forced gaze of the family guards, the doctor who was urgently summoned cut off Jiang Jie's silk clothes with sweat and bandaged the wound of Jiang Jie, who had his left elbow blown off.

Otherwise, Jiang Jie turned half of his body slightly at the moment when Qin Shi shot, and raised his glass to drink, afraid that a fatal blood hole would be punched in his chest.

In addition to finding an exploding lead in Jiang Jie's fallen stump, Jinyi Weilux also found four deformed lead pellets in the study, which matched the five explosions in the distance provided by someone, and it should have been someone who attacked Jiang Yanshi with fire/guns from a distance.

These deformed lead pellets were urgently sent to Fang Shanshui's desk; Only after he has inspected it will he send it to the capital detention room for the record.

Jiang Jie, who was assassinated and disabled, although he did not worry about his life, but his official career was slim, maybe tomorrow, Commander Huang would send someone to collect his seal.

In the early hours of the morning, sitting in the cold hundred households, Fang Shanshui looked at the lead bumps on the desk, looked at them in a daze for a while, slowly stretched out his right hand, spread out his palm, and a bullet shell appeared in his palm.

Naturally, there was his dark line in the Wang Family Inn, and the bullet casing that fell from the roof of the house into the yard was picked up by the guys who cleaned the courtyard in the early days, and it was just delivered to him. The mules and horses that Qin Shi abandoned in the small inn were also taken back to the Hundred Households by Jinyiwei.

To say that the speed of the government to solve the case, from ancient times to the present, is related to the degree of attention, as long as it involves the official itself, there is no inefficiency, just whether it is handled or not.

Pressed under the lead bullet is a map of the town of Gansu, if Xiao Ye were to stand here, he would be amazed at how detailed the map is, and the distance between the buildings is also marked on it.

"The Wang Inn, the Jiang family's study, the distance of four hundred steps, amazing, so accurate, comparable to a divine shot," Fang Shanshui, whose face sank into ink, took the envelope on the side, unsealed the rope, and poured the contents on the table.

The dozen or so lead warheads that the spies picked up from Yonghetun seemed to be the same compared to the two lonely warheads, but there were different places, Fang Baihu stared at some lead bullets, motionless like sculptures. The only thing that was the same was the shiny bullet casing.

The oil lamp hanging on the wall, the wick burst slightly, Fang Shanshui suddenly came to his senses, and fine sweat was soaked on his forehead, "Horse thief? Simon Xiao night? Projectile? Jiang Jie? ”

Could it be that Simon Baihu is also one of those subordinates? Fang Shanshui, who was too smart and good at pondering, faintly opened a gap in his heart, as if he had figured out something. If it was the infighting among the prince's subordinates and Jiang Jie was in trouble, it would be understandable that Lu Yiji was a killer.

However, Jiang Jie took refuge in the Huang family, and the Huang family's backers in the court did not deal with the peripheral officials of the prince, the things in this are not right, suddenly, Fang Shanshui's mind lit up, and he felt that the cold sweat on his back was dripping down.

This Jiang Jie is amazing, stepping on two boats, and he is not afraid of capsizing and drowning; It's okay now, it's not drowned and crippled.

Who Lu Yidao is, the military and local officials in Gansu Town know very well, even the Su Wei Hu who belongs to one of the twenty-six guards, that is, Jinyi Wei, is in charge of the power of fake investigation, and he does not easily offend Lu Yidao; Therefore, Lu Yidao can be at ease outside Qingfeng Valley, fortunately, he is also smart, but he doesn't provoke more places, just looting on the grassland, which is a bit of a look.

As long as it is not a rebellion, which one who does not have long eyes dares to stab into the sky and go straight to the court, the final end is also extremely tragic, and no one in the officialdom is willing to put his life on the line in exchange for a worthless reputation; Perhaps, if the reputation is not obtained, the notoriety will be detained.

And the Huang family, as the head snake of the land, has a relationship in the officialdom, and it is not easy to mess with, I didn't look at the official stores set up in various places in the mainland, and there has been no appearance in Gansu Town until now. Of course, there is also the power of the Wang family and the Huang family, and Fang Shanshui can understand it.

Thinking of this, Fang Shanshui secretly got lucky, fortunately, he didn't act recklessly, once he really caught Ximen Xiaoye into the Jinyi Guard, his position as a hundred households in the Jinyi Guard might be replaced by someone else.

Of course, he won't tell anyone about this kind of speculation, and whoever wants to jump into that big pit can jump there, just to try the color inside.

"Come on, Made, which one is outside," he pulled the spittoon on the buckshot on the table, picked up two and put them in the letter bag, Fang Shanshui shouted loudly, this thing still gives the people of the Zhenfu Division a headache, and the secret agents in the Fugui Building must also be withdrawn immediately.

He didn't know at all that the secret letter sent last month had already reached the pro-army command envoy of Shangzhiwei, and was detained by someone with a heart.

Shiguantun, after Xiao Ye practiced the knife technique twice in the small courtyard, he sweated profusely and put the knife into the sheath, threw the waist knife to the guards, and wiped the sweat on his neck with a towel.

Wang Ziliang came very early, and after watching the morning exercise of the hundred households, he stepped forward and handed over a cup of hot tea, and congratulated with a smile, "Congratulations to the hundred households, Jiang thief was ambushed, and he died on the spot,"

The information of the Tian family was very fast, and the dark line buried by Wang Ziliang in the Houshan Workshop naturally transferred the news that Tian Fangjun got to Shiguantun immediately, and there was no difference of two hours.

"Well, I know, the wicked have their own wicked people, and he deserves to be like this," as he spoke, Xiao Ye pondered that something was wrong, damn, where is he a wicked person, and he should be a good person if he does everything to eliminate evil.

"Hehe, Baihu is humble, you are not a wicked person," Wang Ziliang hurriedly shook his head, taking in the hunters who suffered from the snow disaster, resisting the locust-like tartars, and looking at his subordinate sergeants as if they were brothers, they didn't like money, it was enough to be a good hundred.

Xiao Ye's whip was only raised on the training ground, and the sergeants who were beaten and scolded by him knew that it was for their good, so that they could survive the fight with the Tartars; Otherwise, where did the wheat rice and meat in the big pot in the house come from, and where did their abundant food come from?

On weekdays, Xiao Ye is with the guards and sergeants, and he has no official frame at all, and he is like a peer next door in a friendly manner, and he is a serious person when he puts on an official tone.

Following Baihu slowly out of the small courtyard, the two went up to the castle wall, looked at the yellow golden crow jumping in the sky, and chatted about the old Yangkou Tunbao.

At the gate of the "Click, Click, Click" fort wall, a team of sergeants, led by Zuo Shi, were fully armed and running towards the training ground with rifles on their backs.

"Oh, by the way, Baihu, Brother Sansheng, I see that he is in the house, and he is still reading?" Seeing the guards swimming around the fort wall, Wang Ziliang suddenly remembered Xin Weilin, Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, and he is naturally very concerned about the new colleagues.

"Unexpectedly, Brother Sansheng is a stubborn temper, you copied a copy of that book, and put it on the desk, he saw it last night, and he hasn't put it down until now, and he reads it at night," Xiao Ye shook his head, he had never seen such a desperate scholar, staying up all night until now, and calling other people's families bother.

"Student, arrogant," he said half a sentence in his mouth, and then stopped, Wang Ziliang remembered that Xin Xiucai was robbed of his fame, and he didn't want to say it anymore, how could he not be the master of hard work.

Not caring about Wang Ziliang's thoughts, Xiao Ye looked at the faint mist under the mountain, and said in a deep voice, "After the Qin Banner Officer comes back, you will consult with him, mainly the hunter team, secretly select capable sergeants, and form a flag team, nicknamed the Night Stalker, under the jurisdiction of the pro-guard team, specializing in strangling internal thieves,"

The internal thieves in Xiao Ye's mouth, Wang Ziliang understands, that is Jiang Jie, Lu Yidao and the like, these officials and thieves who dare to shoot at Xiao Ye, if they are not completely eliminated, Shiguantun and Lao Yangkou Tunzi will hardly have a peaceful life.

After all, Xiao Ye's biggest opponent was still a Mongolian Tartar, and he didn't have much energy to deal with the sharp knife behind his back.

"Yes, Baihu," Wang Ziliang hesitated for a moment, and said with his hand, this so-called night owl, he only has the right to suggest when it is formed, but once it is completed, needless to say, the Xiucai who is still studying in the room of Baihu is its commander.

He is in charge of the matter of listening, Xin Lilin is also in charge of the night owl flag team, Xiao Ye is in charge of the sergeants of the flag team, Xin Lilin is a staff member of the hundred households, it seems that the hundred households are not willing to slack off on military power at all.

Wang Ziliang, whose mind was spinning rapidly, quickly understood the plans of the hundred households, if he had both investigation and force, I am afraid that the old man of the hundred households would have thoughts, and after a long time, it would be inevitable to be criticized.

"Hundreds of households are comprehensive, it is Liu Ren who is missing" Wang Ziliang, whose face changed, after figuring it out, simply admitted his mistake, which made Xiao Ye laugh and pat him on the shoulder.

"Got it? It's good to figure it out," Xiao Yechang let out a sullen breath, "Lu Yidao, destroy my Yonghetun, this matter is incomprehensible, I feel uneasy,"

"Shiguantun 100 households, the terrain is remote and the materials are scarce, if we can occupy the land of Lu Yidao, we will have more than enough self-preservation in the future, and the Tartars on the grassland can also be contained," Looking up at the rising sun, Xiao Ye's eyes flashed, this bold idea, he can only think about it at present.

Last night, the sergeant who was tracking Lu Yidao had returned, and the time to make a move was about to come.

Wang Ziliang smiled and nodded, accompanying Baihu, but what he thought in his heart, Xiao Ye didn't know, if he knew the resentment of this scholar against the government in his heart, I am afraid he would not be so comfortable.

Even Xin Weilin, who is still studying and reading "On War", now has a great disgust with the attitude of the government.