This matter came too suddenly, Song Yang couldn't say anything for a while, but Mr. Bo was also interested, stood up and said with a smile: "Uncle, think about it first, don't worry, don't worry, let's retire first, and come back to you in the evening." As he said that he was leaving, his mouth was filled with an extremely wordy politeness, and finally he finally said goodbye.

After he left, Song Yang looked at Ye Feifei: "What do you say about this matter?" ”

Ye Feifei sat opposite Song Yang: "Sister said, the Fu family and the Xie family have come to this point, if you can help, you can help." She brought me twenty people over for ten stops, and they were all good hands," she said this, and she accentuated her tone: "We are all at the disposal of Childe. ”

Li Mingji said beautifully, and did send people over, but these people were not transferred to Mr. Bo, but to help Song Yang, and her meaning couldn't be clearer, and the matter of saving Xie Zimiao was completely handed over to Song Yang to decide. To help or not to help, it's up to him to decide.

Song Yang doesn't care if it's just a 'daughter-in-law', but Mr. Bo's attitude is clear, and if he can't save the fire in Renyan City, he won't have a chance to burn...... Thinking of the billowing black smoke rising from the Yan Palace, Song Yang's limbs and bones were so comfortable, this fire was almost becoming his current ideal, so he couldn't let it go.

But when it comes to saving people, why are they?

Song Yang shook his head, put this matter aside for the time being, and asked Ye Feifei again: "Master Xie's lackey... What is the current situation of these people? ”

"They didn't go all the way with us." Ye Feifei was speechless for a moment before he slowly spoke: "Master Fu is 'Wen', when he was alive, the strength of the official family mainly came from protégés and disciples, these were all on the table, and they couldn't hide it, they had already been purged for several rounds, and there were not many people who could survive." However, behind Master Fu, there was also a Gu Zhaojun, there was still a lot of money at that time, and the prime minister invested a lot of industries in his heyday, and also took another root line, just like us people, hiding in the rivers and lakes, and most of them were preserved in the end. It's just a pity..."

The little girl shrugged her shoulders: "Business is not good, money is getting harder and harder to earn, without the care of Lao Gu and Master Fu, 'this root' has also shrunk a lot, and it is not as good as before." "There are two roots of the party, one in the officialdom and the other in the people, and the former has almost been completely cut off so far; The latter also withered, but was still alive.

After talking about his own affairs, Ye Feifei changed the conversation again: "As for Lao Xie... He is the emperor's snake, he has no roots at all, or his roots are the emperor, so as soon as Jingtai makes a move against him, he has no way out, only a dead end. ”

It is true that the three people of Wen, Wu, and Snake have fallen one after another, and the one that caused the least turmoil and the easiest to clean up is the snake Xie Fatzi.

"But don't forget what Fat Xie does, in the final analysis, his Chang Tingwei, the most important thing to do is two errands: spying on the people and supervising hundreds of officials. Both of these things are important, but there is a big difference in the deployment of personnel. The former requires a lot of manpower, but it doesn't need to be too elite, basically as long as you are not deaf; But 'listening to officials' is different, of course, it can't be said that sending masters to follow and eavesdrop every day. ”

Song Yang smiled and said, "Undercover." ”

"Yes, what Chang Tingwei really frightens the hundred officials is the 'undercover', from concubines to masters, from cooks to deputy generals, auxiliary officials, there are all kinds of identities, everyone knows that there is Chang Tingwei's undercover agent by his side, but everyone doesn't know which undercover agent is. And the more high-ranking officials around, the more advanced the undercover agents are, in addition to the mental means and ability to adapt, there is another important thing: they are all Lao Xie's trusted subordinates. In the same way, they trust their own commanders......"

Song Yang nodded. Those who are sent undercover to high-ranking officials must be trustworthy. Xie Fatzi is an extremely shrewd character, and the people he can trust must certainly be worthy of two words: loyalty.

"I don't know the specific situation, but I heard that before Xie Fatzi's accident, Chang Tingwei's dossier vault caught fire and destroyed many dossiers, so some people's identities can no longer be found." Ye Feifei continued: "No need to ask, the last group of people he saved must be the 'essence', the most senior undercover agent, the most loyal subordinate, hiding in the officialdom, and the real 'lackeys of Lord Xie'." ”

"It has been almost ten years since Xie Fatzi died violently, and some of these people have been found out, and some have been defeated in the officialdom, but there must be some who remain...... By now, he should have been a big official. Saying that, Ye Feifei was still afraid that Song Yang would not understand: "For example, if ten years ago, a cronie of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites was a 'lackey of Xiemen', in the past ten years, he has had some opportunities and been promoted by Shangshu, and it is not uncommon to be a waiter." ”

"Xie Fatzi does not have roots, but he has beards... His beard is hidden in the officialdom, growing quietly, quietly spreading its branches and leaves, waiting for an opportunity. No one knows which they are, but it doesn't matter, as long as they know, as long as they still call themselves 'lackeys'. ”

Ye Feifei was silent before, but she didn't expect to be given a chance, she could also talk non-stop, and after saying 'beard', she mentioned Mr. Bo again: "Mr. Bo, not to mention loyalty and shrewdness, there is another advantage: take care of the overall situation." Chang Tingwei is different from us, he did loot a lot back then, but there was no industry, Xie Fatzi's family was defeated immediately after his death, Mr. Bo took your daughter-in-law, and he was really embarrassed in the past few years. ”

After speaking, Ye Feifei also felt that these words were awkward, and he was happy at Song Yang.

Song Yang also smiled and waved his hand: "Go on." ”

"To say, even if Mr. Bo doesn't know all the beards, he will at least understand some of them, but no matter how poor he is, he doesn't contact the old party, but gives up his cheeks to come to us to borrow them. And this time, your daughter-in-law had an accident, and he mobilized almost all the manpower... All the hands on the periphery, the real beard, he didn't move. ”

The beards are all in the officialdom, and the arresters are the subordinates of the national teacher...... But don't forget, this time in order to save Mr. Bo, he was ready to die. For the last bloodline of the Xie family, he didn't even want his own life; But I'd rather die myself than disturb the last hope of avenging the master.

Ye Feifei finally finished speaking, and ran to make himself a cup of hot tea, completely ignoring whether Song Yang was thirsty or not.

Song Yang didn't take it seriously, and smiled at her: "I really underestimated you before, but you have seen everything clearly, which is amazing." ”

Ye Feifei didn't appreciate it, and pursed the corners of his mouth: "You go ahead and look down on me, all of this was told to me by my sister, you think she is amazing." After speaking, the little girl thought about it and stepped up to Song Yang: "It's time for you to talk about it, how are you doing when you go back to Nanli this time?" ”

Song Yang skipped the specific process and briefly told Ye Feifei about the results, without surprise, the little girl's eyes widened while listening, and she rarely showed an excited smile: "It's really done?" Did you really do it? ”

As she spoke, she jumped up and went to make tea for Song Yang.

Song Yang was flattered, and Ye Feifei was also unusual, and said with a smile: "Childe has done a big thing, Xiao Yezi disdains the man next to him, but he admires the hero the most!" By the way, do you want to wash your feet, take a bath, or ......?"

Song Yang waved his hand early, but he couldn't hear what the last 'want' was, so he shook his head and said, "I don't want anything now, I want to be clean for a while." After speaking, he felt that this wording seemed a little cold, and said with a smile: "I suddenly remembered something, it seems to have some meaning, but it is very vague, I have to think about it carefully." ”

mentioned the vicious battle in Yanziping, Song Yang also remembered that he still had something on his body...... Ye Feifei didn't mind anything, nodded in agreement, turned around and walked out of the house, no longer bothering Song Yang.

At this moment, it was already afternoon, and after an hour or two, it was completely dark, and when Song Yang was eating, Mr. and Mrs. Bo came to visit again.

This time, Song Yang 'preemptively' didn't allow the other party to talk nonsense, so he directly handed the decree obtained from the corpse of 'Ah Yi' to Mr. Bo, but before he could explain anything, Mr. Bo was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "The decree of the national teacher? ”

As he spoke, by the light of the oil lamp, he flipped over the short note and looked at it carefully, and finally frowned and looked at Song Yang: "This... Is it the true decree? How did you get it? ”

Still didn't wait for Song Yang to speak, Ye Feifei on the side said coldly: "Of course it's true, the young master of my family said that he fought with Yan Guoshi in Nanli before, and the two great grandmasters under the national teacher protected the Dharma and the entourage escorted more than 30 people, and the national teacher was seriously injured by a broken arm, a disembowelment, and a chest piercing, and fled into the deep mountains of Nanli, and I don't know if I can come back alive." ”

After saying a few words, Mr. Bo was really stunned, the national teacher was almost half an immortal in the Great Yan Kingdom, not to mention the general forces to assassinate him, even if he couldn't even touch his shadow, he would be beaten to the ground and seriously injured and fled...... Such news, especially for a person like Mr. Bo who knows the horror of the national teacher, is even more shocking than burning down the Yanhuang Palace with a fire.

After a while, Mr. Silk came back to his senses and wanted to praise him at length, but in the end he abandoned those vain rhetoric, and only nodded and said: "The fat man really admires." He let out a long sigh as he spoke.

Song Yang was also quite surprised, he didn't expect Mr. Bo to be a person who 'knew the goods', and stretched out his hand and pointed to the decree: "Do you recognize it?" ”

Mr. Bo returned to his usual appearance, and said with a kind smile: "Uncle doesn't know, when the old man was still there, especially in the last two years, he began to pay special attention to the national teacher, but unfortunately the time was too short, and the national teacher acted erratically and abnormally, and he couldn't find out too useful information." However, we have intercepted this short note several times, and we have carefully studied it for a while, so when we see it, we can probably recognize it. ”

Song Yang's interest increased: "Study the purpose of the law? What's the catch. ”

When it comes to serious matters, Mr. Bo is actually not verbose, and his answer is simple and clear: "Ordinary paper, ordinary ink, there are no mysteries in handwriting, and there are no dark flowers in the seal." ”

"I know a powerful person who imitates handwriting and imitation seals, according to what you said, I will find him, and the decree of the national teacher can be written as much as you want?" The words were relaxed, but Song Yang had a wry smile on his face.

The dolls all understand that things can't be so simple, otherwise the decree of the national teacher would have been flying all over the sky a long time ago, and they would still have to wait for Song Yang to forge it?

Sure enough, Mr. Bo shook his head: "Only one point, uncle, please see." As he spoke, he flattened the decree on the table, deliberately lit an extra lamp, and shook it gently next to the decree, while pointing to the place where the payment was made: "Did you notice the difference?" ”

The entire decree was soaked in blood and turned purple and black, because Song Yang hadn't noticed it before, but with the change of light at this moment, he soon noticed that there was a 'mark' in the position pointed out by Mr. Bo, and the color was slightly lighter.

Song Yang was born and understood the truth: the place where the decree was signed was first smeared with blood, and after a while, the whole paper was soaked in blood and dried up in sequence, and the blood quality of the other two batches of blood stains may also be different, so there will be a slight difference in color.

Seeing Song Yang nodding, Mr. Bo continued: "The decrees we have seen before, all the decrees passed down by the national teachers, there will be a bloodstain at the place where the payment is made, and when he receives the decree, if he wants to judge the authenticity, he can only start with this bloodstain...... But how to determine the specifics, this matter is unknown. ”

If you can't find a way to crack the 'authenticity identification', you can't fake it, and you have to rely on imitating a 'release law' to take the 'daughter-in-law' away from the Sumeru Zen Monastery without blood, which can only be regarded as a utopia, Ye Feifei frowned, a little deflated.

However, Song Yang didn't have a discouraged expression, he didn't have much hope for 'forgery', and the current law in his hand was not completely useless.

"I'll give this to Mr. Bo." Song Yang pointed to the decree on the table: "Relying on it, at least you can have an identity." Mr. Bo spoke naggingly, but he reacted very quickly, almost as soon as Song Yang's voice was implemented, he had already figured out the key to this.

Although it was soaked in blood and looked dirty and broken, this Dharma was true, and he was not afraid of the inspection of the Sumeru Monastery at all.

No matter who you are, you will have a habitual surname in your mind, and since the letter is true, the person who sent the letter will naturally be true as well. Imagine, more than ten days later, Xie Zimiao was escorted to the tenth stop, and stayed in the Sumeru Monastery that night, and then the messenger of the national teacher came and passed on a decree to the first seat of the Sumeru Monastery...... At least, relying on this letter to be able to enter the Zen monastery, maybe you can also meet the person in charge of the Zen monastery, even if you start to fight and forcibly rob people, it is also a combination of inside and outside, it is better than a strong attack.

To put it bluntly, the purpose of the law is to give Mr. Bo a chance to enter, and then he will have to deal with specific situations...... It's not a big chance, but at least it's a chance.

Mr. Bo carefully put away the decree and smiled very politely: "Thank you, uncle, no matter whether this trip can be successful or not, we have recorded your old reward, and it will be great if I can bring the young lady out alive that day; In case you miss, my old dog will go down to see the master, and I will sing the benefits of my uncle to the master, and ask him to bless you in the spirit of heaven. ”

After listening to this, Song Yang raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Bo: "What you said is... Good? ”

"Good words, good words, full of sincere good words!" Mr. Bo smiled hehehehe, shook his head again, and said: "It's still the same problem that I fell when I followed the master before, and I never said good things well, no wonder my uncle misunderstood, I slapped my mouth." ”

There was a decree and an opportunity for an 'messenger', and many things had to be carefully calculated, and Mr. Bo had something on his mind, and he didn't have the heart to talk nonsense, so he took his wife and got up to say goodbye.

Song Yang continued to eat, while thinking about saving people again, but the resources were limited, and there was almost no room for calculation, so he gave up after thinking about it for a while, and after eating, Ye Feifei also prepared the bath water.

In this world, taking a hot bath in a big wooden barrel has become a rare pleasure, Song Yang put his clothes into the water, and Ye Feifei did his duty to help him rub his shoulders. Because he was used to being waited by Xiao Jiu, Song Yang didn't feel embarrassed, but in comparison, 'Xiao Yezi''s technique was still slightly worse.

The water temperature is slightly warmer, the surface is hot, and all the pores of the whole body are dilating, opening and closing...... After beating the national teacher in Yanziping, Song Yang set off to Yanguo, all the way, wiping his body with clean water, and he has not been able to take a decent bath. was enjoying it, Ye Feifei behind him suddenly withdrew his hand, followed by the sound of the friction of his clothes, and he didn't need to look back to know that she was taking off her skirt.

Soon, a ** arm came around from behind Song Yang, and Rou Yi entered the water to test the water temperature, Ye Feifei's voice was soft: "Before I came out, my sister instructed, if you win the battle in Nanli, you want me to come and treat you first......"

Song Yang smiled: "If I burn down the palace again, shouldn't Li Mingji come to 'comfort' me?" As he spoke, he shrank his body, took his shoulders and his head, sank his whole body into the water, and after a while, he came out again, wiped the splash in front of him, and continued to laugh: "I really don't need to, forget it." I'm not here to fight for you. ”

I really like Xiaoyu; For Su Hang, it is the 'shiver' that has been hidden in the bone marrow since he came to this world, and once it is dispersed, it is difficult to restrain himself.

The former comes from the heart, the latter from the soul, and that's it.

And this kind of 'nondescript' 'comfort' in front of him, Song Yang really didn't care too much, and even the direct desire of Ji Ji made him feel more pure than the current Ye Feifei.

Ye Feifei was still behind Song Yang, frowning and said, "Don't get me wrong, although I was born in Gool, I have never been ......."

Song Yang didn't want to explain anything, just shook his head and smiled: "That's not the case, don't think about it." ”

There was silence behind him for a while, and there was no sound of clothes coming back, but the pair of soft wattles pressed back to Song Yang's shoulders, Ye Feifei didn't say anything more, and Song Yang continued to enjoy it.

…… In the big room between the inner and outer coats, Song Yang slept in it, and Ye Feifei slept in the outer room.

Not long after falling asleep, Song Yang suddenly turned over, walked to the outside, and reached out to push the girl. Ye Feifei hadn't fallen asleep yet, she opened her eyes when she heard the footsteps coming, and smiled at Song Yang: "Now? It's late! As he spoke, he wrapped the thin quilt around his body tightly.

Song Yang didn't care too much about what she said, and said directly: "I think of one thing, I want to trouble you, can you pass the book back to Eye City now, please ask Ayiguo to find a way, whether it is a pit or a deception, you must let Shi Xiaoxiao come to Shizhu as soon as possible, I have something to ask him for help." ”

Ye Feifei blinked: "Looking for that beautiful monk?" Do what? ”

"Add a layer of insurance." Song Yang didn't explain much, and then asked again: "You just said that it was late... What's late? ”

"It's fine!" Ye Feifei responded angrily, lifted the thin quilt, jumped up and dressed, and to Song Yang's surprise, the little girl was slick and didn't wear anything.

Ye Feifei looked disdainful, and quickly put on a Luo skirt and ran out of the house to arrange the interrogation, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped, turned back to Song Yang and said, "You have seen me!" Remember to ask my sister to remit the account, it will cost money! ”

(To be continued)