Qianjilou,
Yang Dong leaned on the golden nanmu chair,
He looked through the secret message in his hand boredly.
Although Xichang has now restarted most of the hidden sentries, due to the lack of experts, the information obtained is extremely limited.
And there are very few valuable parts.
Shen Jia waited beside him, offering him a cup of hot tea from time to time, and then stood back to where he was.
He is slim and graceful, yet well-behaved and sensible, without any unnecessary movements.
"I don't know how your second brother is doing in Luozhou."
Yang Dong closed the secret letter in his hand, stood up and stretched his waist. Yao Jia immediately came forward and gently rubbed his shoulders and neck.
In the past few days, Yang Dong had almost no rest in order to spread the West Factory as quickly as possible, and even refused the empress's summons several times.
In order to obtain intelligence, he asked Mr. Lu to create a wiretapping system by hand.
It is said to be a bugging system, but in fact it is just a childhood toy. He asked Mr. Lu to use two extremely thin pieces of iron to make a cup shape, and then connected the bottom of the iron cup with a thin cotton thread.
In this way, sound transmission can be achieved across the air.
As soon as this thing was created, Mr. Lu was amazed. He even took the initiative to ask Yang Dong to become his disciple, but was blocked by Yang Dong.
Are you kidding me? I'm so tired every day, how can I have time to study toys?
Yang Dong thought so, but in order to take care of Mr. Lu's emotions, he still gave away the naming rights of the object.
Thus, the first simple telephone in Dazhou, or Qiansheng, was born.
That's right, Mr. Lu named this magical creation Qian Sheng, which means that the sound can be transmitted thousands of miles.
Since then, this item has been quickly equipped in the Xichang spy room and has achieved some effects.
But unfortunately, Xichang still lacks high-end combat capabilities, and the information it has access to is extremely limited.
Yang Dong stood by the wooden window, looked up, and suddenly saw a horse coming riding the wind and waves.
"It's urgent at 800 miles, and we're from the West Factory. Could something have happened somewhere?"
Yang Dong frowned slightly and immediately returned to the golden nanmu chair to check the recent information.
Yanzhou, Shuzhou, Qizhou, Chuzhou...
The information from various states and places was neatly arranged in front of him, but he found nothing unusual among them.
Wait, it’s Luozhou!
Yang Dong's eyes changed, and he immediately stood up and prepared to go downstairs.
At this moment, the shrill voice of the guard eunuch came from outside the door.
"Mr. Yang, General Yao has sent an urgent report from Luozhou. Please read it!"
While talking, a thick secret letter was handed to Yang Dong.
Yang Dong took the secret letter and glanced at Yao Jia beside him.
But I saw that although this girl was a little nervous, she could still maintain her composure.
It can be cultivated.
He commented silently in his mind, then opened the envelope and read the contents.
But after just a cup of tea, Yang Dong's expression changed.
The further he looked back, the darker his expression became. So much so that the atmosphere in the entire room became extremely solemn.
"What a good Lin Luo, what a good Lin family!"
Yang Dong sneered and handed the secret letter to Yao Jia beside him.
Then he stood up and walked to the wooden window, looking at Luozhou thousands of miles away.
This information from Yang Dong is so important!
Although there are still some doubts in it, it is enough to prove that Lin Luo must have other thoughts during his trip to Luozhou.
It's just that I can't believe everything Yao Ruimi said in his letter.
How could a shrewd businessman like Shen Laosan make a loss-making business?
He knew that Lin Luo wanted to monopolize the relief food, so why did he travel thousands of miles to Luozhou in person?
Isn’t it nice to eat, drink, whore and gamble in the capital?
But one thing is certain, that is, Lin Luo does have ideas about disaster relief food...
Yang Dong rubbed his eyebrows and felt that something was still wrong.
Lin Chunqiu, as the chief minister, has controlled the court for many years. If he wants to get food and grass, there are many ways.
Let's not go too far, let's just say that the batch of disaster relief grains in the hands of the empress were just corrupt ink found in the hands of a mere grain transport officer.
With Lin Chunqiu's status and means, wouldn't it be easy to deal with several grain transport officers?
Therefore, Lin Chunqiu's layout for Luozhou was by no means just a matter of spending hundreds of thousands of stones to provide disaster relief food!
Thinking of this, a terrible thought suddenly flashed in Yang Dong's mind!
Lin Chunqiu, this old dog, shouldn't he want to...
No, I have to go see the Empress immediately!
He stood up suddenly and stuffed the secret message back into the envelope.
Taking three steps and then two steps at a time, he trotted out of Qianji Tower.
…
The study room of Shangqing Palace,
The empress sat in front of the document, still reading the memorial very seriously.
Lin Chunqiu has become much quieter in recent days since she solved the disaster relief food crisis last time.
Because of this, the empress finally had more control over the affairs of the court.
At this moment, a message from the young eunuch came from outside the study door.
"Your Majesty, Yang Dong, the chief internal officer, would like to see you."
Xiao Dongzi? Isn't he busy with matters in the West Factory? Why did he suddenly come to see me?
A trace of doubt flashed across the empress' majestic face. But he still said in a deep voice:
"Let him in."
After hearing this, Yang Dong stepped into the study, curtly saluted, and immediately handed over the secret letter in his hand.
"Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from Luozhou. Please take a look at it."
"Luozhou?"
A trace of surprise flashed through the empress' eyes. She immediately raised her hand to take the secret letter and read it carefully.
But for a moment, a dark cloud suddenly appeared on her calm face.
And when she finished reading the secret letter, her chest heaved violently, almost breaking the royal robe.
"It doesn't make sense, it simply doesn't make sense!"
"I asked him to quell the floods in Luozhou. Is this how he did it for me?"
The empress suddenly slapped the document in front of her, and with the force of her qi and blood, the document, which was made of a piece of agarwood, was instantly turned into powder.
Upon seeing this, Qingniao immediately stepped forward and bowed:
"Your Majesty, please calm down and take care of your dragon body."
Yang Dong also echoed:
"Yes, Your Majesty, being angry will hurt your body. Don't be so angry that you will hurt your body. I will feel sorry for you."
The empress glared at Yang Dong angrily, but the anger in her heart faded slightly.
"Xiao Dongzi, what do you think I should do about this?"
"Should I send someone immediately to Luozhou to kill Lin Luo?"
Uh, Your Majesty, you are too violent.
Yang Dong's mouth twitched slightly, and then he immediately said:
"Your Majesty, this must not be done!"
"Although His Majesty's control over the court is getting deeper and deeper now, that old dog Lin Chunqiu is not a man who retreats from the rapids."
"If I kill Lin Luo at this time, I'm afraid it will arouse Lin Laogou's resistance!"
The empress nodded slightly, her face still gloomy.
"What you said does make some sense."
"But I can't help but watch the people of Luozhou starve to death!"
“Disaster relief is an urgent matter that cannot be waited for.”
"Xiao Dongzi, think of a solution for me!"
When Yang Dong heard this, his expression turned bitter.
How can the so-called best of both worlds be so easy to come up with?
Ji Ziyue, you can't use your brain!
