As mentioned earlier, the Jinyi Guard is divided into five products: cloth clothes, black clothes, green clothes, Zhu clothes, and purple clothes, among which those who can be on duty in the Jinyi Guard, don't have to do anything, as long as you sit, you can have a good luck, at least it must be a black guard. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ordinary cloth clothes, really cloth clothes, are generally distributed in major prefectures and counties, doing the same things as ordinary people, eating ordinary people's food, and living ordinary people's lives......

Well, in fact, they are ordinary people, if you ignore the attribute that they have the attribute of 'Jinyiwei intelligence gatherer'.

In addition, the cloth clothes are hereditary. Generations of cloth clothes collected intelligence for the Great Zhou Dynasty, and their lives changed several times, some were still beggars, and some became officials...... But Buyi will not change, and their immediate superiors will not forget them.

It's not that no one wants to break away from Jinyiwei, or because of great wealth, or one step into the sky, or one step into the world, or favors from others......

And their fate added a bit of cruelty to the bloody pedestal of the Jinyi Guard.

It's far away, so how does Buyi collect intelligence and gather it for Jinyiwei? Do you want to go to the Jinyi Guard?

Of course not. The Jinyi Guard is a Ming Guard, and there is also a Secret Guard, which specializes in receiving information from all over the world.

In addition to receiving information, the Dark Guard is also an intelligence relay station, from which the Brocade Guards can get the information they want to know. Of course, what information you can get depends on what grade of Jinyiwei it is. Intelligence classification has always been implemented in the Jinyi system.

And Le Xisheng's identity as a hidden guard can not only use the Jinyi Guard system, but also the level of intelligence he can get, the same as that of ordinary Tsing Yi, he can obtain state-level intelligence.

And in the dark room of the tavern, Le Xisheng held the three pieces of information given to him by the shopkeeper in his hand, and his face was cloudy.

The first piece of information: all the warriors of the Sun family

The second piece of information: the living habits of the core figures of the Sun family

The third piece of information: the treasure trove of the Sun family

What Le Xisheng is looking for is in the treasure house of the Sun family. However, even Jin Yiwei only found a few words about the Sun family's treasure house, and only speculated that at least one prefecture-level martial artist would guard the treasure house all day long.

Moreover, this thing is likely to have been taken by the original owner.

At the same time, the Sun family is not better than the Sima family, although the Sun family is not the nobles of the prince, but it is also a great family, there are many children of the Sun family in the court, and the prefect of Jianye Mansion is the door of the Sun family, so there is no shortage of prefecture-level warriors in the Sun family, and it is even rumored that there is a Taoist resident in the Sun family.

The difficulty of invading is countless times more difficult than that of Sima's family.

"What should I do......" Le Xisheng couldn't help but muttered to himself.

"Cold salad!" A neutral voice lit up behind Le Xisheng, Le Xisheng couldn't help but have a bitter face, and casually copied the melon seeds and put them on the back of his neck.

Le Xisheng thought about it for a long time, and the shopkeeper was also very knowledgeable, so he didn't come into the dark room to disturb His Excellency Yinwei's thinking.

After a long time, a faint sigh sounded in the dark room

“…… Why can't I just do a good deed? ”

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The head of the Sun family has four sons under his knees.

The eldest son, Sun Bofu, has average martial arts talent, and gradually took over his father's career, and 'Young Master Bofu' has slowly become a first-class name in Jianye Mansion.

The second son, Sun Zhongce, has a martial arts talent once in a hundred years, and goes out to apprentice.

The third daughter, Sun Tianxiang, has excellent talent in martial arts, has learned first-hand weapon kung fu, and considers herself a chivalrous woman, and is uneven in Jianye.

The fourth son, Sun Jimou, is not yet ten years old.

This is the only core person who can enter the treasure house except for the old elves of the Sun family.

But when it comes to the Sun family, the people of Jianye Mansion will not think of 'Young Master Bofu' for the first time, but will think of the 'Xiang Woman' who wears a decapitating knife on his waist, Emei British crown, chain boots and silver clothes, and jade hands!

Without him, a beautiful woman who swaggers through the market with a half-human-high, seventy-seven-pound decapitation knife will always have a higher return rate than a person who sounds very powerful.

Sun Tianxiang is different in that she does not learn dexterous weapon moves like other women, but wields a decapitation knife, which sweeps no matter whether you are male or female, strong or thin, as long as you are not at the ground level and do not have the true yuan body, you will definitely not be able to stop it!

Outsiders don't know what Sun Tianxiang's exercises are, whether they are internal skills that will give birth to divine power. But generally, the kind of internal power that gives birth to divine power will make the learner burly and powerful, and the muscles of the whole body, and Sun Tianxiang ...... According to the words of a hooligan who was beaten by the incense woman, it is, "If you lose that murder weapon, you can go to Ni Shang to be an oiran!" ”

So when Sun Tianxiang went out, the attitude of outsiders towards her was also polarized: the hooligan son and the drunken beggar turned around and left as soon as he saw her; Some orphans, children, and the elderly smiled when they saw her.

"Sister Tianxiang, look at my big beetle!"

"Sister Tianxiang hug!"

"Ouch Tianxiang, you come and taste this steamed bun, the freshly steamed ......"

Sun Tianxiang picked up a dirty little girl, "Ning'er, you're fat again!" She rubbed the little girl's face with her own face, making her laugh again and again, "It's so itchy." ”

She turned her head to Granny Chen, who was selling steamed buns, took out a large cloth, and said, "Granny Chen, give me thirty big steamed buns." ”

"Okay...... Heck, you don't have to give so much...... I really don't want to be so much, I've already received too much favor from you......"

Lifting a steaming bag of steamed buns with one hand, Sun Tianxiang smiled and led the child to the slum area of Jianye Mansion.

said that it was a slum, but there was no lack of clothing in the slum, and those poor people did not show a bitter and hateful expression when they saw Sun Tianxiang, but greeted her, and some indifferent people just turned a blind eye.

The Sun family often gave porridge in the slums, and also came to recruit poor people to work many times, even if they were not grateful to the Sun family, they would not have malicious will towards the Sun family.

In their eyes, a good scholar like the Sun family is really the only one in the world. Even if some villains want to do something, they will die down when they see Sun Tianxiang's decapitating knife.

Sun Tianxiang took a group of children to a slightly dilapidated courtyard, and then she yelled very unladylikely:

"Eat steamed buns—"

There was a bang, and a group of small children and big children ran out of the house.

They are all orphans.

Here, there is an orphanage built by the Sun family, called Yangshengtang. Yangshengtang specially invited many lonely and widowed elderly people to take care of the children who also lost their parents, but their income was all dependent on the help of the Sun family, so they were also hungry.

And Sun Tianxiang came over from time to time to help the health hall. She didn't blame her brother Bo Fu for why he didn't allocate more money to the health hall. Because as long as you do good deeds, you can't force it, since my brother can spend a sum of money to build a health hall, then why can't she spend her monthly income to help these poor people?

"Miss Tianxiang......" Grandpa Chen, the person in charge of the health hall, walked over on crutches.

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Sun Tianxiang, who was dividing steamed buns, said to Grandpa Chen with a smile, "How many times have you said it, you can call me Tianxiang, and I'm not one of those young ladies who learn to embroider female red!" What's up? ”

Grandpa Chen touched his white beard and smiled, "Okay, Miss Tianxiang." That ......," his tone was hesitant, "there are two more people in the health hall. ”

Sun Tianxiang was stunned for a moment, and then his face darkened, "Two more orphans?" ”

"No, no," Grandpa Chen hurriedly shook his head, his face was as entangled as a chrysanthemum, and finally said, "I can't tell you clearly, please Miss Tianxiang and the old man." ”

Sun Tianxiang, who didn't know why, put down the steamed buns and let the children take them by themselves, and followed Grandpa Chen to the inner room. She first saw a bright and unearthly girl sitting in the room, and her heart couldn't help but feel strange, and then she saw a scholar with a blood-red belly lying in the girl's arms, with a face like white paper, and a delicate face showing a sickly grayness. A squirrel lay on the scholar's stomach rather haggardly, as if sad.

Hearing the footsteps, the scholar couldn't help but open his eyes, glanced at Sun Tianxiang, turned his head, took out a piece of paper in his arms and gave it to the girl, and slowly spit out a sentence, "Zijin ......"

The girl took the piece of paper with tears in her eyes, looked at it, and couldn't help crying, and the slightest sadness made people sigh.

"It's okay, it's okay...... You're going to be fine......" The girl hugged the scholar tightly, and kept saying words of encouragement in her mouth, and her hand couldn't help but let go of the paper. The thin piece of paper floated in front of Sun Tianxiang with the wind, and she squatted down to pick it up.

Then, my heart trembled.