"Your Excellency, it's here!" It was the sunspot who was driving, and it was Meng Yan's hair that was small, except for Zhang Bao, he had the best relationship with Meng Yan.

Heizi's surname is Fu, and his single name is a forest character, and he has nothing to do with the current Jinyi Wei Beiya Zhenfu Fu Xiaochen.

Maybe it was one five hundred years ago.

Fu Hei, this name sounds very joyful, he is indeed a "black-bellied" man, with a belly of "bad water", so Meng Yan brought him into Jinyiwei.

You can't have no people around you.

Before Heizi joined Jinyiwei, he drove a good car, originally made a living in a car dealership, drove fast and steadily, and decades of veterans were not as good as him.

"Kuroko, after we get out of the car, park the carriage and horses in the back alley, it's too conspicuous here!" Meng Yan commanded.

"Understood!"

"Your Excellency, you're here!" Fan Xiping heard the sound outside the door and opened the door to greet him.

"Mr. Munch, please!"

"Lord Meng, is this going to be under house arrest?" Munch stepped out of the carriage and asked in some surprise.

"Mr. Munch will find out when he goes in!"

"Well, life and death matter, I don't have anything to fear now!" Munch turned his heart sideways, looking generous and righteous.

In the courtyard, a gorgeous woman in a fox fur led a little boy carved in pink and stood at the foot of the steps.

Seeing Hatsune's mother and son, Meng Ke was taken aback, and when he turned his head, Meng Yan nodded at him with a smile.

"Xiao Ou!"

"Uncle Munch!" Xiao Ou broke free from his mother's hand and ran over happily with his calves.

It should be that Munch doesn't want the child to know. In fact, he is his father, so that at least they can be cleared up in front of outsiders.

It is also for the safety of Hatsune's mother and child.

Some people don't necessarily need professional training, he was born to be a spy, and Arutai chose Munch, rightly, but he himself is not a good lord.

"Xiao Ou, tell Uncle Sù Munch, how did you and your mother come here?"

Xiao Ou pointed at Fan Xiping with his hand, and said in a milky voice: "It was the bearded uncle who brought us here." ”

"That's the case, does Xiao Ou have any words about the bearded uncle?" Munch asked.

"Hmm!" Xiao Ou nodded seriously.

"Xiao Ou is good!" Munch hugged Xiao Ou. The eye sockets are a little moist. Only after tasting life and death did he understand the importance of Hatsune's mother and son to him.

"Xiao Ou, go into the house with your mother, uncle has something to say to the bearded man and these uncles!" Munch put down the little Ou Dao.

"Uncle. You need to come in quickly. Xiao Ou was very attached to Munch.

"Yes. Yes! Munch nodded repeatedly.

Throughout. Hatsune didn't say a word, silently took the child back to the house, and closed the door.

"Lord Meng. You brought me here to meet Hatsune's mother and son, you shouldn't have asked me to see them for the last time, right? ”

"Then it depends on how Mr. Munch chooses, maybe yes, maybe not." Meng Yan smiled slightly.

"Say, Master Meng, what do you want me to do?"

"I want you to reconnect with the Tatars, not to mention, you have been waiting for their people to come to you all these years, and you have not thought of taking the initiative to find them?" Meng Yan Road.

Meng Ke was silent, after Arutai's death, he was indeed confused for a while, and he also thought about taking the initiative to contact.

But who to contact and how to contact, he didn't think of a good way!

In the end, there is only one way: wait!

But this wait is eleven years, and finally the philosophical wood came, and before he could understand the situation and say a few words, the person was already dead.

In fact, Arutai didn't expect Meng Ke to make much merit in Daming, and he didn't have any explanation after his death.

Munch has naturally become a kite with a broken string, and has become a forgotten stor, so many years have passed, maybe someone thinks of him, and only then did he come to Beijing this time.

In my memory, Beiyuan did not have a special intelligence agency, and compared with Daming, the news was completely unequal.

The tribes on the steppe are very mobile, and lack effective messaging tools, and the information is not smooth and lagging.

What Meng Yan wanted was not the number of men and horses and weapons of these tribes on the grassland, but the information he had in his head.

He wants mountains and rivers!

This was his original intention of using Munch, and he hoped that Munch would use the relationship of the smuggling caravan to survey and map the mountains, grasslands, lakes, and Gobi controlled by Tatar and Warat.

"Lord Meng, it's difficult, originally Zhelimu was able to contact me, but now that he is dead, I don't know if there is anyone in the high-level of the Northern Yuan Dynasty who knows about my existence?" Munch Road.

"In this way, you continue to wait, if no one has taken the initiative to contact after the tribute mission leaves Beijing, then let's talk about another thing that this official said, this is the most important thing, you must do it." Meng Yan Road.

"My lord, please say, I'll do my best." Munch nodded.

"I will teach you a set of methods for drawing maps, after you learn it, return to the grassland, draw back the maps of the places you have visited, and bring them back to the official, can you do it?" Meng Yan asked.

"Do you want to know the topography of Mobei?" Munch was surprised.

"What I want to know, you don't have to know so clearly, in short, you have to draw truthfully, otherwise, the consequences are clear to you." Meng Yan warned.

"I can do this, but I can't guarantee that my drawing will be accurate!" Munch Road.

"Don't worry, according to what I said, I won't take care of some errors." Meng Yan said, "From now on, you go back to the store during the day and come here at night, I will teach you how to map and draw maps, and Hatsune mother and son will also live here." ”

"Understood."

"You don't have to worry about Hatsune's mother and son's daily life, someone will take care of it." Meng Yan said, "If you leave the capital in the early spring of every year, you will definitely rush back before August 15, am I right?" ”

"Yes!"

"This time someone will follow you and assist you. It's a lot of work, and you can't do it alone! Meng Yan said.

"I understand." What Meng Yan said now, Meng Ke could only nod in agreement.

"There is still some food in the car, take it to the two of them, heat it up in the kitchen, the living supplies here are complete, there is no need to go back!"

"Then I've disappeared for a few days, how do you explain when I go back?"

"Let's just say that you are a Tatar, and you were put on suspicion, and now the suspicion is lifted. Naturally, I'll put you back! "Meng Yandao." However, we Jinyiwei do things, so we have to give you some wounds and not be tortured. How can it be considered the aftermath of the catastrophe? ”

"But I still can't explain it. Captured by the Jinyi Guard. Who believes that they can still come out alive? Munch said.

"If you smuggle people's vital goods, you won't know a few officials. Let's just say they saved you, that should be possible, right? Meng Yan said.

"Most of them are at the border, and their positions are not very high, what I smuggle is some daily necessities, the amount is not large, as long as you give a little benefit, you can pass, and the top will turn a blind eye!" Munch explained.

"Are there any officials you know in Kyori?"

"There are one or two officials who know each other well, but their grades are not high, and I don't usually interact much."

"Give me their names and I'll arrange them!"

"Okay, they are ......" Meng Ke said the names of the two officials, and Meng Yan wrote it down in his heart.

"Why don't you tell Sù Xiaoou, you are actually his father?" Meng Yan asked.

"What I'm doing is dangerous, and I don't want to implicate their mother and son."

"This idea is good, but you also have to think about it for their mother and son, are they also the same idea?"

"Lord Meng, people like me may not be there one day, I ......"

"Understandable, take care!" Meng Yan nodded, "I'll leave first, so I won't disturb your family reunion." ”

Meng Yan left with the people, leaving Meng Ke standing in the courtyard with a sluggish face.

"My lord, what exactly is that mapping you just talked about?" On the carriage, Lin Tianxing and Fan Xiping both asked curiously.

"You'll know later, and you'll have to learn!" Meng Yan smiled.

Following.

Huitongguan, the residence of the Tatar (Northern Yuan) tribute mission.

A large number of brocade guards suddenly arrived, and the atmosphere in the hall became tense again, and the officials of the main and guest departments of the Ministry of Rites flocked to it.

"There is nothing for your adults today, so you don't need to panic!" Meng Yan came out of the crowd wearing a unicorn suit.

"Master Meng, which one are you?" The division of the host and guest division stepped forward with a wry smile.

"Xia Sizheng, I'm really not here to make trouble today, I'm here to settle accounts!" Meng Yan smiled slightly.

"You're not the same thing?" Xia Sizheng smiled bitterly.

"Xia Sizheng, my life is almost gone, you say, if I don't catch the murderer, can I be willing?"

"Lord Meng wants to catch the murderer, and this official will never stop him, but you can't copy the tribute mission again, you don't know, you have a nickname now!"

"Oh, what's the nickname, let's hear it!"

"Meng copied!"

"Haha, Meng copied it, I like this nickname, sooner or later I will have to copy the nest of those guys who have evil intentions about me Daming!" Meng Yan said.

Xia Sizheng listened, it was a cold sweat, you really dare to say this, if you didn't wear the skin of this brocade guard, who would put you in the eyes of a small hundred households?

"I want to see the Tatar tribute mission, you go and change it, let him come to see me!" Meng Yan waved his hand, and Heizi hurriedly took Ma Zha over.

"This official has an injured leg and can't stand for a long time, Lord Xia doesn't mind, right?"

"Don't mind, don't mind!" Xia Si said in his heart, even if I mind what I can do with you, the brocade guard behind you still won't eat me?

"It's good if you don't mind, there's Lao Xia Sizheng!"

"Lord Meng is polite, the official will come when he goes!" Xia Sizheng wiped his forehead and trotted away with a drag.

"Tianxing, do you see Xia Si walking like a little chicken?"

"Son, what you said is too damaging!"

"My Ming officials treat foreign envoys, why bend over like this, it's ridiculous, this Xia Sizheng knows at a glance that he has not put himself in the right position, such a person will lose the face of my Ming Dynasty sooner or later in front of the officials of the imperial court!" Meng Yan is colorful.

As soon as Meng Yan's voice fell, whether it was the many brocade guards he brought, even the other officials of the Ministry of Rites in the hall couldn't help but straighten their waists. (To be continued......)