"My lord, what do you command?" When all the people left, Fan Xiwen slowly took out a toothpick and picked his teeth, and then called a personal guard to run down to find the shopkeeper, he was really afraid that he had collected too much money and had amnesia.

The shopkeeper was very fat, like a Maitreya Buddha, with flesh all over his body, and his eyes narrowed into a slit. If it weren't for the guards around him who had clearly told him that the "meat pile" in front of him belonged to the shopkeeper, Fan Xiwen would have thought that a pig killer came from somewhere.

"I heard that the signboard of this Qingfeng Building was given by Lord Fan Xiwen in Le'an! That's a great name. Fan Xiwen praised without shame.

"Hehe, my lord said that it was funny, what came out of your hands would be bad, that was impossible." The shopkeeper smiled, and then saluted Fan Xiwen with a military salute, this military salute would definitely look good if it appeared on the body of the Le'an sergeant, but it looked funny when it appeared on the body of the shopkeeper covered with meat.

Watching the shopkeeper make this familiar military salute, Fan Xiwen was really a little confused. This is a military salute in the Le'an Army, if ordinary people would never do such a standard, then it means that the shopkeeper in front of him used to be a person in the Le'an Army! But even if Fan Xiwen's mind was turned over, Fan Xiwen didn't remember this person.

However, Fan Xiwen still likes to ask this admirable spirit if he doesn't understand, Fan Xiwen waved his hand at one of his guards, and the guard signaled to run to the door to take a closer look, and then confirmed that there was no one around before turning around. And Fan Xiwen began to ask with confidence, "How can you be so familiar with the military salute in the Le'an Army?" Who are you? ”

In the face of Fan Xiwen's question, the shopkeeper seemed a little excited, this is the only opportunity for adults to remember themselves, and they have to be cherished. "Answering people's words, the small one originally belonged to the first brigade, the third regiment and the second battalion, but later the director (Wang Jiaxiong, director of the Le'an Commercial Bureau) transferred the small one to the commercial bank, and then the small one was sent to Beijing. Now Xiao is temporarily responsible for running the restaurant well, and at the same time collecting some information that is crucial to the development of Le'an, which has not been reported to the county government. The fat man replied, but the words of the answer surprised Fan Xiwen, Wang Jiaxiong was secretly preparing to build an intelligence network, but Fan Xiwen didn't know anything about it.

The preparation for the establishment of an intelligence network is the most important thing for a force, and having the most timely intelligence is equivalent to grasping the balance of victory. The importance of intelligence is self-evident, and Fan Xiwen is also secretly preparing to establish a real Jinyi Guard, and firmly control all the places within the reach of his own hands. It's just that Fan Xiwen didn't expect to be preempted by Wang Jiaxiong, Wang Jiaxiong's motives Fan Xiwen didn't understand, but Fan Xiwen still maintained absolute trust in his brother.

Wang Jiaxiong has no reason to betray himself, after Fan Xiwen took office, he treated everyone (referring to the expedition team that crossed over) equally, sharing blessings and difficulties. Treat them with such a heart, if anyone wants to betray themselves, then I am afraid that there is really no one in this world who can be trusted. Besides, Fan Xiwen has a good reputation among the people, it can be said that Fan Xiwen has the hearts of the people, even if Wang Jiaxiong wants to oppose it, he will not get the support of the people.

Fan Xiwen believes that Wang Jiaxiong is a smart person and believes in the vision of the people.

"In other words, you are responsible for finding out the entire information about Luoyang?" Fan Xiwen asked quietly.

"Yes, sir." The fat shopkeeper replied.

"Do you have an informant under your command?" Fan Xiwen asked.

"Back to my lord, no, the small information is all from the work of the store, and after the customer's final knowledge, send someone to investigate and confirm it, and then send it back to Le'an." The fat shopkeeper replied.

"This kind of intelligence is just too negative, and a lot of information that is more beneficial to Le'an will be missed in the middle, and the feedback time of your intelligence system is very slow, which is not conducive to the transmission of intelligence." Fan Xiwen put his hand into his sleeve, made it on the mat, and said slowly in his mouth, but he was thinking about a key issue in his heart, that is, the issue of intelligence transmission. Intelligence is like news that must be fast and accurate, so as to give the chief general or the superior an accurate judgment. But if the information given to you is out of date or no longer has any effect, wouldn't this be harmful?

How to respond and convey quickly has become the first important thing for the intelligence officers who are far away from Le'an. Now Le'an's financial resources are limited, and it is simply impossible to build a gallop road for intelligence officers to transmit information. In addition to this, we have to find another way.

"Adult atonement, it is really a small one who has entered the Beijing Division for less than a few months, and the foundation is still shallow, so it is not good to develop too quickly, otherwise it will be easy to be discovered by those who have a heart, so the gains will outweigh the losses." After listening to Fan Xiwen's question, the shopkeeper thought that Fan Xiwen was very dissatisfied with his current results, so he knelt on the ground and explained in his mouth.

"Khan, I see you've been here for a long time, and you've even forgotten Le'an's rules! We Le'an men have never said kneeling. Fan Xiwen also knew that the fat man had misunderstood what he meant, so he hurriedly helped him up. For this kind of man who endures humiliation for Le'an, Fan Xiwen is still quite grateful in his heart, for his own selfish desires, so he has let so many men take too much, so Fan Xiwen can't blame them at all.

"Hehe, it's a little confused." Fan Xiwen's words had no reproach at all, and the shopkeeper stood up with a smile on his face when he heard it. In Jingshi, I have to cut people's faces every day, and I can't change it inadvertently.

"What's your name?" Fan Xiwen asked with some embarrassment, and only asked the main topic after talking for so long.

"Little Song Yong." The shopkeeper took a step back and said respectfully to Fan Xiwen.

"Well, now I appoint you as the commander of the Jinyi Guard in Beijing, and you will be assigned to Wang Fan from now on, as for the token, I will ask Wang Fan to send it to you later." Fan Xiwen said to Song Yong with a straight face.

Song Yong listened to Fan Xiwen's words, and his head was already confused, this happiness came too suddenly, he was promoted all of a sudden, and he was transferred to the name of Le'an's ace army, which really made Song Yong overjoyed. "Yes." Song Yong saluted Fan Xiwen with a military salute, and the excitement in his tone was extremely excited.

"Come here with your ears, and I'll teach you some tricks." Fan Xiwen said to Song Yong, and then Song Yong attached his ear, and then Fan Xiwen muttered in Song Yong's ear. What the two said was not clear to others, but from Song Yong's narrowed eyes that he couldn't open them, it could be seen that Fan Xiwen's words were definitely quite appetizing to him.

In fact, there is nothing, just told Song Yong some small methods on how to improve the speed of intelligence transmission and expand the source of intelligence, which is not enough for outsiders.