506, the dead man in Chang'an
The successive good news made the gloomy atmosphere in Chang'an temporarily dissipate somewhat, except for those old bureaucrats and Liu Han's children who wished that Yuan Shang would be defeated earlier, most people in Chang'an actually did not want to see Yuan Shang's defeat.
Yuan Shang's land reform, although to promote the interests of most of the gate valves, but, the corresponding Yuan Shang also gave substantial compensation, between the two, although there are disputes of interests, but there are many gate valves in Hebei for Yuan Shang to act as a diehard and shout, Yuan Shang and Tian Feng and others of all kinds of new actions finally continued smoothly.
It is said that the first person to eat crabs is very admirable, Tian Feng's review and the support of the people who carried the flag, and the help to Yuan Shang was definitely not comparable to those who handed in the name in the later stage, and it was based on this that the principals of Chang'an were able to breathe a sigh of relief.
Although the war situation in Youzhou can not affect the gains and losses of Chang'an, but the impact on Chang'an's side is not small, after all, Yuan Shang's power is getting bigger and bigger, and the people who are concerned about this new force are really not small, and there are also many secret agents sent by various families. Under the bombardment of these two pieces of good news, he was instantly depressed.
Ziyang sat in the gloomy room, listening to the report of his subordinates, and the coldness on his brows became a little thicker.
Standing below Ziyang was a dwarf from the Xicheng stronghold of Chang'an, and his status was extremely good. can become a thousand households of the intelligence department in Chang'an. Yang Cheng's status is second only to the four secret subordinates. can also be regarded as one of the powerful figures in the intelligence department.
Even so, in front of Ziyang, he was still as humble as a dog, just as Ziyang was in front of Yuan Shang, without the slightest scenery in the minds of outsiders, Yang Cheng tried his best to restrain the corners of his eyebrows, and under Ziyang's gaze, he said something slowly.
"The turmoil in Youzhou. To this day, the department is still haunted. ”
Ziyang's hand was still wrapped in gauze, it had only been a few days, and he had broken two fingers, and it was not so easy to recover, and it was precisely because of this that this lesson made him even more memorable.
Yang Cheng didn't dare to look up at Ziyang's palm, but he also knew that the loss of the Youzhou Intelligence Office was the root cause of Ziyang's two fingers being cut off. It is precisely because of this that the big Buddha above will be so ruthless to Ziyang. To set an example, this kind of atmosphere has been flourishing for a long time in the tiger and wolf fierce army that rewards and punishes heavily.
Yang Cheng looked at the floor with low eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, but still said loudly: "Although my subordinates have not contacted several offices in Youzhou, they also know that relying on a few vicious dogs of the Gongsun family in Liaodong alone, they do not have the ability to make the heir of the Yuan Heir rebel at the risk of being hunted down to the ends of the earth. ”
"That's why this matter is full of suspicions"
Ziyang's voice continued to cool with a strange charm: "Who do you think is doing ghosts?" ”
Yang Cheng obviously had thought about it for a long time, so he didn't think much about it, and said softly: "My subordinates don't dare to say much about this." ”
Ziyang heard this, but did not reveal superfluous emotions, and said in a cold and unwavering voice: "Five years ago, Liu Bei listened to Zhuge Liang's suggestion and wanted to establish an intelligence team that could rival our intelligence department. ”
When Yang Cheng heard this, his face remained unchanged, he lowered his head and waved his hand: "My subordinates understand." ”
Ziyang glanced at Yang Cheng carefully, and the emotions in it were only clear to him.
"Let's go"
There seems to be a light sigh blooming in my heart, which is unknown to outsiders, only a certain string in Ziyang's heart is quietly broken.
Yang Cheng turned around and walked a few steps, but Ziyang's voice came from behind him: "Yang Cheng, how many years have you been with this office?" ”
Yang Cheng didn't know why, he was silent for a moment, but he still said in a deep voice: "It should be seven years, eight months and five days." ”
"Seven years, eight months and five days"
Ziyang's face had some indescribable charm, that pale face as paper, blue appeared on his cheeks, and he had an indescribable strange feeling, at this moment, he exuded a strange aura.
Yang Cheng suddenly felt a little uneasy, and this feeling made him feel cold.
"It's been almost eight years, and it's not a short time."
Ziyang's voice has a cold voice, and there is also a slight trembling, Yang Cheng is the backbone he has cultivated, seven years ago, the intelligence department can be said to be the beginning of the beginning, personnel are scarce, many times, in order to obtain an important information, the sacrifice of members is hundreds, and Yang Cheng grew up in that dangerous situation again and again, you must know that there are less than thirty thousand households in the intelligence department, and the thousand households in Chang'an are exactly five, and can become the thousand households in Xicheng, Yang Cheng's status in the intelligence department can be imagined.
Yang Cheng suddenly felt a little uneasy, his hands in his sleeves trembled slightly, he didn't understand, why Ziyang had this question, at this moment, his heartstrings suddenly became very sensitive.
"It's almost eight years, and it's enough to change a lot of things."
Ziyang's gaze moved away from Yang Cheng's body, looking at the wisps of redness wrapped around his hands, the gauze was white, but it couldn't stop the red blood, although there was already a medical officer to stop the bleeding for him, but it still gushed out again with his exertion.
Yang Cheng's face changed sharply, and his thin body suddenly swept up without warning, his target was not Ziyang, but to escape, run wildly without his life.
His uneasiness suddenly became the motivation for him to flee for his life, and at this moment, he finally understood where that uneasiness came from, and at this time, he just wanted to get out of here quickly.
Yang Cheng's body swept the wind, and the black shadow instantly melted into the darkness.
Ziyang sighed lightly, slightly melancholy, for an executioner like him, who was called a hungry wolf and didn't recognize his six relatives, the melancholy mood might not have been here a few times in his life.
Seeing that Ziyang's body had any movements, he just stood like this, looking at the ground where Yang Cheng had disappeared, and the trace of melancholy in his eyes was instantly covered by cold and cruelty.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Yang Cheng went and returned, standing in front of Ziyang, and the two figures behind him couldn't see their faces clearly.
"It's been almost eight years, and if you say you will let it go?"
This is Ziyang's question, if the person in front of him is replaced by someone else, he won't be verbose at all, and directly order someone to solve it, but Yang Cheng is not an ordinary backbone of the intelligence department, an old man who grew up with the intelligence department, the job of a thousand households, in addition to the ability to plunder intelligence, loyalty is also an important consideration, and Yang Cheng's promotion at the beginning does have a lot to do with his old qualifications.
Yang Cheng seemed to be fine, but in fact, the veins of his whole body had been broken, and a sharp pain completely destroyed his nerves, but the feeling after the severe pain was not felt, just like his waveless appearance.
"Does it make sense to say that now?"
Yang Cheng's expression was very flat: "I just didn't expect you to target me so quickly, it seems that you have other arrangements for others." ”
"You should understand the truth that you want others not to know unless you do it"
Ziyang looked at Yang Cheng's eyes coldly: "You may not know that Xiao Yang left a trace before he died, if it weren't for the clue he left before he died, no one would suspect you here." ”
Yang Cheng raised his head suddenly, a hint of discoloration flashed in his pupils, at this time, as a thousand households in the intelligence department, he knew better than anyone what would happen to him after tonight, but he didn't want his death to be unclear, at least, he had to know clearly where something went wrong.
Xu is thinking about a little affection, Ziyang has a lot of words tonight.
"When Gongsun Du seized power, Gongsun Zhao, the wealthy families in the county had no enmity with him, but there were more than 20 people who were destroyed, including more than 100 people in the Yang family, and only less than ten people survived, the hatred between you and Gongsun Kang Gongsun Du's father and son is really not small, and it is precisely because of this that this department has never suspected you." When the words fell, Ziyang looked at Yang Cheng, whose face was a little pale, and a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth.
"The destruction of the three offices in Youzhou, Xiao Yang really deserves to die, it is precisely because of his dereliction of duty that it will lead to the destruction of Youzhou's intelligence system, but, as a party of thousands of households, even if you have the intention to calculate, Xiao Yang is not even aware of it...."
Although Yang Cheng had been deprived of the veins, he still caught a ray of light, and a page of dry leaves lay in the palm of his hand.
"You must be familiar with it...."
Yang Cheng clenched his palms and looked at Ziyang, who turned his back to him, speechless.
Ziyang didn't ask anything deeply, as Yang Cheng's old boss, he understood that it was only futile to ask more, and finally glanced at Yang Cheng deeply, and Ziyang's arm slammed down.
The stall heads of the two arrest offices cut off Yang Cheng's head without hesitation, less than two kilometers away from the Great General's Mansion, Yuan Shang's slender hand swirled gently, the wine glass swayed gently in his hand, and the whole room was accompanied by only Murong Wushuang.
"A lot of people are destined to die tonight."
As the director of the arrest department, Murong Wushuang's appearance is enough to explain everything, this organization that exists to kill people and arrest people, everywhere it goes, it is full of bloody storms, and tonight is no exception. (To be continued......)