Gu Huai, who had already left the palace and walked to the secret spy office, still didn't understand how Dao Yan could say such horrific words in such a calm tone.

Yes, the people of Yanwangfu are now regarded as chaotic ministers and thieves in the general sense, and Daoyan Zhu Di and him Gu Huai are actually the same kind of people, they are all people who have disrupted this peaceful world and provoked wars to stir up the storm.

But Gu Huai didn't feel like a sinner, because he knew that there would be a prosperous era of Yongle, and he knew that Zhu Di was probably a better emperor than Zhu Yunwen.

But what about Daoyan? He doesn't know the future, he is really the kind of person who instigates Zhu Di to rebel in order to show his ambitions, and is willing to give everything for this purpose!

Even if it is to make the border army and the people unhappy, even if it is to let Meng Yuan's iron cavalry set foot on the Han people again...

"Your Excellency."

The sentry hidden in the shadows appeared, and the sound of the salute brought Gu Huai back to his senses, Gu Huai frowned slightly, and put the person who seemed to have never seen through it for the time being: "Let Mangzhong come to see me." ”

Walking into the official office, I couldn't see a single tree, probably because I was afraid that someone would watch me, and even the trees in the alley outside were cut down, the summer heat made people feel uncomfortable, but inexplicably there was a cold, especially unsettling in the silent environment.

Most of the spies were sent out... Today's official office is just an empty shell, and the war on all sides is tight, even if Zhu Di has deliberately shrunk the posture of attacking from all sides, the small-scale friction still can't be broken, either the generals of the Yanwang Mansion can't stop fighting, or the generals of the court want to make a miraculous achievement and take the initiative to attack.

There are no spies on the battlefield, but their existence is too important, for example, this time to know the movements of the imperial army in advance, even if it is not all the credit of the spies of the Jinling Secret Spy Division, it is inseparable from their birth and death.

From the outside, the official office of the secret spy department is just an ordinary house, and you will find that there is a hole in the sky when you enter the courtyard gate, but in fact, it is just a broken yard and scattered houses, but there is a cellar next to this courtyard, and the cold feeling probably comes from there.

Gu Huai walked to the cellar, walked down the stairs, slightly adapted to the darkness, and saw Song Zhong lying motionless on the stone bed in the cage.

It seems to be a dead heart... This humble courtyard has a record of all the activities of the secret spy department in the past half a year, and there are already some things that must not be passed on, and the guards are only heavier than the palace, and keeping Song Zhong here is enough to see that Zhu Di attaches great importance to Song Zhong.

Gu Huai tapped the cage lightly, and his voice was crisp: "Song Dudu, don't pretend to be asleep." ”

With a cold snort, Song Zhong's face had the taste of a poor old farmer even if he sneered: "What do you want to say to this official?" ”

"It's still that thing," Gu Huai smiled, "Song Dudu really doesn't think about it?" ”

"What are you thinking about, rebelling with you?"

"No, it's not a rebellion, it's a martyrdom," Gu Huai turned his head, and really didn't want to look at the sarcastic look on the old peasant's face: "This word can't be wrong." ”

"You can deceive the world by using this kind of excuse to whitewash? Amusing! Song Zhong half sat up and spat on the ground, without the appearance and temperament of a senior general of the imperial court: "The anti-thief who everyone has been punished for is also delusional to let this official go along with it?" ”

Or can these words be changed?

The figure that suddenly appeared behind brought some noise, Gu Huai didn't look at it, just looked at the environment of the cellar intently: "If it was before, maybe I would compare patience with you, come a few more times, listen to you say these words tirelessly, and then think of using various methods to make you change your mind, and use all efforts to achieve a happy situation." ”

"But now I'm running out of patience, and I don't think you're going to change your mind," Gu Huai looked back, "So why should I listen to you talk this nonsense here?" ”

"Either surrender or die, surrender now, Yan Wangfu is willing to give you the greatest face, and even if you want to lead troops, it is not negotiable, but if you still play this game with me today, then you don't need to stay in this cellar any longer."

These completely different words from a few days ago made Song Zhong's face more solemn, the green-shirted scholar in front of him was very young, but the tone of saying these words was very calm and powerful, looking at the respectful attitude of those spies, this green-shirted scholar must have a very high status in Yanwang's Mansion... He still has to listen to such threats.

It's just that he still didn't answer, but asked rhetorically: "Why did you choose to rebel when you are so young?" Seeing that you are a scholar, why don't you even understand the truth of loyalty and patriotism? The court quelled the rebellion, didn't you want to go to Huangquan with Yan Rebellion? ”

This subordinate prisoner actually persuaded him to surrender: "Your Majesty is benevolent and diligent, and has the capacity to tolerate people, if you take the initiative to wake up and abandon the darkness and turn to the light, you will definitely be able to avoid the end of death, why are you so obsessed?" ”

Gu Huai twitched the corners of his mouth, he was completely dead.

He looked back at Mang Chong behind him: "Have the spies who went south to Jinling?" ”

Dressed in black, Mangzhong's face was hidden under the face scarf, and she bowed slightly: "It will take a few days." ”

"Pass a military order, Song Dudu's family should not be doing very well in Jinling, see if you can find a way to bring them to Beiping to live a good life," Gu Huai ignored Song Zhong who was roaring out of gaffe, turned around and walked out of the cellar, "Let's start the torture, just wait for half a month, Jinling can't pick up people, or he would rather die than surrender, then cut off his head and send it to the palace." ”

"Yes."

"Is there a problem with the military spies brought by the summer solstice?"

"Nope."

"What about the spies who went south to Baoding? Is there any news about the imperial army? ”

"It's been sorted out, one is sent to the palace, and the other is on the adult's table."

Between the questions and answers, the green-shirted scholar and the black-clothed female spy had already crossed half of the courtyard, and Gu Huai looked up at the blue sky: "There is one more thing... Send Datong's spies to find a few people. ”

Mangzhong's slender eyes condensed slightly, she had never seen the chief official in front of her show such a hesitant look.

"Captain Zhou Chong... And the patriarch of the Hara Mang tribe," Gu Huai stopped, "Tell the former that I want to see him, and tell the latter that I don't want to care if my hand is stretched out before." ”

His voice was cold: "But dare to reach out in the future... Don't blame me for chopping off his hands. ”

……

The originally prosperous city of Beiping, after experiencing the military disaster, has now somewhat recovered some of its previous appearance, but the impact of the war on commerce and civil affairs is visible to the naked eye, the roadside shops have closed a lot, and there are many fewer pedestrians on the street.

Although today's Beiping administration is still under the political envoy of Beiping, it is actually already in charge of the Yan Wangfu, after Gu Huai brought back the three brothers of Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaochi also began to deal with the government affairs of Beiping with Daoyan as the son of the king of Yan, but looking at the current situation in Beiping, I don't know how much time it will take to restore the previous appearance.

It has been almost 30 years since the last time this city faced the war, although people's adaptability is the strongest, even if the outside is in full swing, it will not affect life and business, but after all, it takes time to get used to it, and this habit time is the best opportunity to win the hearts of the people, as long as the people find that the management of Beiping by the Yanwang Mansion will be better by the imperial court, and the voice of the people will be smaller.

Dao Yan and Zhu Gaochi are trying their best to do these things... Whether it is not dealing with most of the original officials, allowing the administration of Beiping to complete a smooth transition, or reducing taxes to encourage business, or even subsidizing the people affected by the military disaster, in the final analysis, it is just to make the concept of "King Yan Fengtianjing difficult, not a chaotic minister and thief" deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The Yan Wangfu that has already raised troops does not raise idlers, although Gu Huai has done a lot of things, but he is still too young in leading troops and government affairs, which can only be slowly made up for with time, the secret spy department that was stuffed at the beginning has now become the foundation of his own life - the people who have the information are generally the cronies of the cronies, even if Gu Huai can't personally lead the troops or handle government affairs like Daoyan to complete the responsibility of the strategist, the status in the Yan Wangfu will not have the slightest impact.

After all, I still have to do things, and I think so.

Now that it is almost August, I think that the heat will slowly dissipate, and the calm in Beiping should last for a while, if Zhu Di's extremely risky plan can really disperse the 300,000 troops of the imperial court, presumably this calm can make the autumn in Beiping more beautiful.

The perfume shop has reopened, and several new Qinglou girls are working with Fu Yun, looking at Fu Yun's combed hair, Gu Huai suddenly thought of Fu Yun's marriage that Li Ziqing mentioned before, and thought that he should also prepare some gifts.

Li Ziqing in front of the counter is still so beautiful, writing and bookkeeping with a gentle and demure appearance, like a beautiful picture, in the hustle and bustle of the shop, there is no fireworks in the world.

She pulled her hair and looked up to see the green shirt she had made herself, gently fluttering at the end of summer.

Son... It's still as good as that.

She thought so.