The sound of horse hooves broke the silence of the morning, and the figures of several knights emerged from the morning fog, heading towards Beijing.
Liao Sanniang took the lead and walked in front. Her body was soft and elastic. She held the rein in her left hand and kept her upper body perpendicular to the horse's spine. Her body moved gently with the horse's movement, forming a seamless tacit understanding between the horse and the person.
Liao Sanniang loosened the reins, the weight of her left hand disappeared, and the horse's head and neck drooped, indicating that she gave up control of the horse and allowed the horse to walk leisurely along the road.
Liao Sanniang raised her right hand and touched the raised collar. There was a little bulge at the corner of the collar. It was a deadly poison that could be bitten by lowering the head. When a woman was captured, she had to face torture that was a hundred times more painful than that of a man. The woman who rolled through the jungle of swords and guns never grudged death. Her indifference to death stopped the god of death. The blood on the knife tip will always belong to others.
Raising her head slightly, she was a little lost in thought. A day and a half had passed since Mr. Leng disappeared. Liao Sanniang only slept for a few hours during this period. She spent the rest of the time running around in and out of the city. She spread her manpower and contacted several places around the capital. The local gangsters in the villages and counties along the main roads are mainly the servants and slaves in various places. These low-level public servants hold the public power of local investigation and public security management. There is a lot of activity energy in the place, so focus on checking Boss Leng's horses. Horses have big targets, have been seen by many people, and are easy to identify. Starting from these, the possibility of achieving a breakthrough is greater.
Li Rufeng sits in Beijing, managing relations between all parties, and dealing with blackmail letters and intermediaries that may come at any time. In the male society of Ming Dynasty, people always trust men more.
Liao Sanniang doesn't have much hope in the investigation. In order to claim credit and receive rewards, these civilians who are bribed with property often lie and make false reports, and most of the information they provide is useless. From the robber's point of view, abandoning the vehicle but not the horse left the biggest clue. However, horses are different from carriages. The traffic capacity is much higher. The highway can be walked on small roads and in the wilderness. There are as many loopholes as meshes. Like the assistants, Liao Sanniang can't do much, but she can't think too much. She's panicked. What should I do? Nothing will happen.
Ever since Liao Sanniang came to Beijing, there has been a faint uneasiness. The further away from Guangzhou, the more serious the influence of Australia and Song Dynasty will decline.
The Jingshi Station is the most unique existence among all overseas stations, and it is also the most dull-colored foreign station in Australia and Song Dynasty among all overseas stations.
The capital, the political center of the Ming Dynasty, is full of informants and factory guards. All eccentricities mean deviance. Once you are out of tune with the city, the capital station will immediately become the most beautiful target.
For the sake of protection, the isolated capital station, except for the financial system that was retained due to the need for work docking, all Australian and Song Dynasty customs were changed to the Ming Dynasty etiquette, whether it was Heliansheng, Delong or Lengzhai. And try to use as few naturalized employees as possible, and almost all of the unimportant positions are employees recruited locally and nearby. They were managed completely in accordance with the etiquette of feudal society, and mainly relied on contracts, shop rules, family laws, and official laws for restraint. This led to the rapid reverse assimilation of the few expatriates from Lingao and restored the living habits of the Ming Dynasty.
The so-called rules mentioned by Li Rufeng have actually never been strictly followed. Even in modern times, the lack of supervision and instant communication tools and relying solely on employee consciousness will lead to the abandonment of rules and regulations. In the capital city with strong feudal overtones, rigid rules and regulations are often unable to adapt to the complex and ever-changing situation, so flexibility has become the norm. Various rules and regulations have become a piece of paper after being modified again and again, and what can be truly implemented is simple ones. Rough feudal family laws. ….
Liao Sanniang once heard complaints from other expatriates. If there is only one veteran in an expatriate station who calls the shots, he must be the one who speaks his mind. He will often make some small tricks in which the generals are out of the country and their orders are not accepted. Some "violating regulations" later caused security incidents. These have all been included in relevant textbooks.
Master Leng is the rule maker. All the rules at the Capital Station are used to manage others. Temporary changes to guards and travel routes are often decided by Master Leng himself - this makes Li Rufeng's statement about rules sound more like It is an excuse and a shirk of responsibility after the accident.
Master Leng would kneel down and kowtow to the elders of the day, but within the Capital Station, Master Leng was the absolute leader and had irreversible authority. he
Whatever is said is what it is, and no one dares to question it.
As far as his personality was concerned, Liao Sanniang admired him very much. Like most senators, he did not have the ruthless decisiveness of a wealthy family, but was rather upright and kind-hearted. On weekdays, I don't indulge in women's sex, and I have no interest in entertainment and banquets. He is also fair in personnel and official matters at Jingshi Station, and he is even more expert in business matters. However, Liao Sanniang always felt that there was something unwilling to be lonely in Master Leng's heart. On the surface, he lived a regular life at the Capital Station, dealing with everything around him cautiously. But there is always some urge to "do something big".
He is very easy-going and often jokes with Lingao's employees. Mr. Leng once joked to Liao Sanniang about the expatriate elders: The Senate treats expatriate elders like they are buying lottery tickets, and they win every day. Five million, and has been winning for ten consecutive years. After all, expatriate elders never only face enemies from all sides, but also face various troubled times, natural disasters, diseases and countless unpredictable accidents.
The greatness of the Senate is not worth showing off in the face of the power of nature. It has been running through troubled times under simple security, sanitation, and disaster prevention conditions. In ten years, there have been no deaths, disabilities, or disappearances of expatriate senators. This in itself is enough to impress. Although many of the self-respecting miracles of the Senate relied on fate, many problems were temporarily obscured by the light of various expatriate achievements under the excitement of results-only theory and individual adventurism for the realization of personal values.
While enjoying luck, you are also constantly accumulating random numbers.
Liao Sanniang didn't understand what a lottery was, but she could roughly guess that it was a gambling game. There are a lot of loopholes in the special and slightly chaotic management system of Jingshi Station. Jingshi Station is a special team built according to local conditions. In the post-Ming Dynasty era when the Northern Expedition was launched, the survival of Jingshi Station has increasingly become a focus of controversy. On the one hand, the financial, industrial and commercial business of Jingshi Station has been fruitful, but on the other hand, it conflicts with the original low-key and hidden purpose of building the website. With the increase in sales of Australian goods, the increase in savings, loans and contacts with high-level customers, the reputation of Boss Leng has increased. As the head gets bigger and the risk increases, so does the risk.
Will it be a total layoff or will it be fully taken over by indigenous employees? All parties are still studying and deliberation. Liao Sanniang has no right to make irresponsible remarks, and she can't say anything, but she has seen some signs. The Capital Station is likely to be reduced, or to be transferred underground, Master Leng. I will probably go back to Guangzhou. ….
Master Leng ridiculed the senate's corruption on the issue of external assignments, but he himself remained the same, still putting his personal orders above the system of the capital station. This has not changed at all, and it feels natural.
Other people who came to Lingao also sensed something more or less, and they would whisper to each other in their spare time.
There are ten great evils in the Ming Dynasty Code, the first three are conspiracy; In addition to the five punishments, there is Ling Chi, which is used to punish those who have committed crimes of great rebellion and immorality. Being in an enemy country, confusion about the way forward and fear of having fish scales cut into pieces and tortured make people's hearts become extremely fragile. The hearts of Lingao's employees are full of anxiety and insecurity. At this moment of uncertainty, Elder Leng Being tied up may be the straw that breaks the camel's back. People's hearts are delicate, and a momentary shake in one person's mentality may push everyone into the abyss.
All Liao Sanniang's pretentiousness is for stability, and people must see that things are progressing. Until someone from Lingao comes, or the situation changes, Liao Sanniang and Li Rufeng have no choice but to persist.
Liao Sanniang withdrew her mind, looked at the winding road in front of her, and whispered to herself: "Let's go forward."
Back in Delong, the gate was deserted and there were no crowds of people as expected. However, there were seven or eight people protecting the Shuntian government officials on the street. A notice with the seal of Shuntian Mansion has been posted on the screen wall. It seems that Wu Kaidi persuaded the government to temporarily seal the bank.
She did not go ahead, but took a detour through the back alleys. After twists and turns, she knocked on a small door in an inconspicuous narrow alley and returned to Delong.
The hot tea gradually warmed up Liao Sanniang's body. Liao Sanniang looked at Li Rufeng through the tea smoke and found that this always energetic man seemed to be a little sluggish.
Liao Sanniang held the cup in both hands, smiled softly, and said: "Why should the chief escort judge himself? He is so anxious."
Li Ru
Feng sat on the armchair, stroked his head, and said, "I originally thought that killing was the most dangerous thing, but now I realize that sitting idle like this is the most torture."
Liao Sanniang said with a smile: "Would you like me to ask the chief escort for a string of beads and recite the meditation mantra to straighten your mind?"
Li Rufeng smiled bitterly and said, "A certain person has a violent temper in his life. He doesn't want to eat fast and chant Buddha's name. He just wants to feel happy and kill people. Unfortunately, he can't find the culprit."
Liao Sanniang asked: "Is there any news from Guangzhou?"
Li Rufeng scratched his head twice and replied: "It's fast. It is said that they are using telegraph boxes to send and receive messages. It will be faster than a stagecoach to send and receive messages. But such military and national weapons are not available everywhere. of."
While the two were talking, suddenly a person burst into the hall, it was Xiao Bazi. He waved an envelope in his hand and shouted loudly: "Here it comes! Here it comes! The reminder letter is here!"
Li Rufeng and Liao Sanniang stood up at the same time. They looked at each other and let out a sigh of relief. The big stone hanging in their hearts finally fell to the ground. .
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