Sweat! Xiang Xiaoqiang then remembered that it was not an ordinary girl playing with the puppy on the other side! That's the Empress of the day!

He laughed and said:

"Recognize me, hehe, it's okay, get up early to shop."

"Xiao Xiang!"

A voice came from behind him, and he turned around, it was Zheng Gongyin. Marquis Zheng walked over with a smile, and the man in black hurriedly bowed. Xiang Xiaoqiang also bowed and smiled:

"Master Hou, it's early."

"Hehe, early, early. Xiao Xiang, didn't you eat breakfast, did you? Hehe, come, I'll take you to taste the 'Twelve Flavors of Jinling' made by our garden, haha......"

Zheng Gongyin was very hot, holding Xiang Xiaoqiang and asking if Xi was used to it. Xiang Xiaoqiang couldn't understand why this Hou Ye always wooed himself like this. Is there anything important about yourself? Or was he born like this, Smiling Tiger?

Xiang Xiaoqiang still made a flattered look, and at the same time had to remind himself that he was a British military intelligence officer, and he had to handle it just right.

……

The "Twelve Flavors of Jinling" is not bad, but during the meal, Zheng Gongyin smiled and talked to Xiang Xiaoqiang, and his words were roundabout left and right, and he always seemed to be inquiring about Xiang Xiaoqiang's situation, such as how long he planned to stay in Daming, where he was in the British Military Intelligence Service, and so on.

Xiang Xiaoqiang was really a little confused at first, and I didn't know if he would come to issue an eviction order, or ask them unfinished questions instead of Dongchang. Xiang Xiaoqiang knows in his heart, anyway, he is an intelligence mouth, and he is also a friend, hum haha, with a mysterious smile, yes.

Just kidding, although you are the Hou Ye, can this be a casual question from you?

Zheng Gongyin went around for a long time, but he didn't get anything, and he began to talk about Xiang Xiaoqiang's family situation and personal income again. This time Xiang Xiaoqiang couldn't hide it, so he had to make it up. But after hearing it, he also heard his eyebrows, this Marquis Zheng seemed to be asking himself in a roundabout way, if he was willing to help Da Ming do things, just a temptation, just to find out how big his ambition and appetite are, and whether there is any possibility of buying.

Xiang Xiaoqiang saw through Zheng Gongyin's thoughts, and he was not ready to go down to the clouds and mountains again. Although he is confident that his brain is good, he thinks that he is not the opponent of this old fox when he plays this kind of tai chi.

"Hehe," Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled, "Don't be surprised, Master Hou, I grew up in the West, and I have a habit of speaking straightforwardly, if Master Hou has anything to say, you might as well speak bluntly, haha." ”

Zheng Gongyin laughed when he heard this, and stopped going around in circles.

"Xiao Xiang, yesterday His Majesty made an order, and you also saw it."

"Not bad."

Zheng Gongyin sighed:

"It's been sealed."

"Sealed?"

"Yes, to say that our Ming ministers like to resist the decree, but there is a tradition. His Majesty's decree was issued directly to the Army Aviation Commando, and after the Commando took it, it did not dare to carry it out, but reported it to the Army Aviation Commander, who in turn reported to the Cabinet Minister of the Army. The minister returned it directly. ”

This is also expected by Xiang Xiaoqiang. After reading the article of the constitution last night, he estimated that the minister would definitely have to return this kind of holy decree that seeks the skin of the tiger. He sighed and asked:

"Does Your Majesty know?"

"I already know."

"Oh......"

Xiang Xiaoqiang didn't say anything, remembering the cheerful scene he saw just now. The little empress knew that her holy decree had been returned by the decree, and she was so happy. It seems that it doesn't matter, the tears that moved me last night were overflowing, and I forgot about it when I got up this morning.

On the contrary, looking at the Marquis Zheng in front of him, he was as melancholy as if he was something. To quote a sentence that is not very appropriate: it can really be said that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry.

Xiang Xiaoqiang was in the same mood as him at the moment, very melancholy. Hou Ye is thinking about power, and Xiang Xiaoqiang is thinking about Qiuqiu. But Xiang Xiaoqiang still has to pretend that he doesn't care about himself.

Xiang Xiaoqiang stood and spoke without a backache expression:

"yes, it's a pity. …… Uh, how can I help? ”

"Ah, ha, eat, it's cold......"

Zheng Gongyin changed his words and let the food be served.

Xiang Xiaoqiang rolled his eyes, but he didn't mention it. It wasn't until a long time later that Zheng Gongyin talked about it and pulled it to this matter again, Xiang Xiaoqiang didn't ask this time, and waited for him to take the initiative. Sure enough, Zheng Gongyin sighed and finally got to the point.

shocked Xiang Xiaoqiang at once. Zheng Gongyin asked him if he was willing to work for Da Ming.

What kind of effect? Lead a team to parachute behind enemy lines and replace the Ming Army Aviation Commando to do this job.

Identity, because Xiang Xiaoqiang is a British military intelligence agent and is on vacation (no matter if he is really on vacation), it is considered an employment status, and he is employed by the Ming royal family to do this.

The price, it's easy to say, you can make a price, as long as it is done beautifully, the number given by the Ming royal family is enough to bring him from the middle class to the upper class at one time.

For the rest, if Mr. Xiang doesn't dislike it, he originally intended to stay in Daming in the future, and Dongchang and Jinyiwei can be chosen at will, at least two levels higher than his position in the British Military Intelligence Bureau, and his income is twice as high.

Most importantly, you can marry a lot of wives. This is something that Britain cannot provide him with in any case.

……

Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled and drank tea gently, his face was not shocked, and his mind was thinking violently.

This is something he never expected.

Just like the planners of their advertising agency in later generations, once they make a famous success story, there will be companies behind them one after another to ask for high prices.

He Xiang Xiaoqiang is the same now.

The difference is that the planner fails, and all that is lost is money and reputation. If he Xiang Xiaoqiang fails, what he may lose is his life.

If you don't accept this "deal", Qiu Qian may never see her again. And during his five years in Daming, he is likely to spend it in mediocrity.

However, if he succeeds, according to the conditions prescribed by the royal family, he can be promoted to the important position of the factory guard, and he will be paid well. He didn't know how much it was, but it was enough for him to invest his first pot of gold in minerals.

Also, he can win back Qiu Yu and not have regrets.

The most important thing is that once the Ming Dynasty enters an "extraordinary period", the Son of Heaven will regain power, and it is not impossible for him to rely on the empress's appreciation and trust, coupled with the character of the protagonist, and finally mix into a Wei Jueye-style character.

However, failure kills people. How good are you? If you did it once a few days ago, will you be able to do it a second time?

Nothing is known......

Xiang Xiaoqiang crossed over, especially after experiencing brilliant success on the North Shore, and suddenly became dissatisfied.

He was now too afraid of the mediocrity of his previous life.

The kind of 9-to-5, three-point life, bosses, colleagues, girlfriends, anyone can look down on you. Any department manager or supervisor can fire you with a finger and make you fall back into the pathetic situation of low self-esteem, anxiety, and job hunting everywhere.

Xiang Xiaoqiang recalled an unforgettable sentence from an inspirational lecturer during the company's training in his previous life:

People can't fly because they never believe that they can spread their wings and fly.

……

Yes, how many beats can there be in life? Since they've all crossed over, why not fight once?

Is the crossing just to continue to be mediocre in the Ming Dynasty?

Xiang Xiaoqiang heard a voice shouting in his heart:

Challenge accepted! To spend these five years brilliantly! Spend five years like a real man!

You're not the same Xiang Xiaoqiang you used to be!

Let mediocrity die!

……

Xiang Xiaoqiang picked up the teacup and took a sip lightly, moistening his dry throat.

Then, suppressing the tremors in his chest, he smiled and said:

"Oh? Hou Ye's suggestion...... I'm a little interested. Can you elaborate on that? For example, what kind of staff can be provided to me? ”

Jung looked at him with a smile and nodded appreciatively.

"Okay, Mr. Xiang, come with me, I'll show you something!"

……

Xiang Xiaoqiang followed Zheng Gongyin along the pebble path, through a bamboo forest, to a secluded small courtyard. Pushing out the flower ridge gate, this is a separate hall.

A mahogany square table in the center, surrounded by eight circle chairs. A woman hurriedly stood up and exclaimed with a smile:

"Master Hou."

Xiang Xiaoqiang was stunned, isn't this Jiang Meilu?