The military situation in Datong is urgent. Emperor Hongzhi did not panic at all.
Because one person has already led the Shaanxi-Gansu border troops to Datong for reinforcements. This person is the first general of the Chenghua Dynasty and the current trilateral commander-in-chief, Wang Yue.
Wang Yue's military talent was no less than that of Ma Wensheng, Minister of War.
When Wang Zhi lost power, Wang Yue was deceived and was dismissed. After Huaien's recommendation, Emperor Hongzhi re-enabled him as the trilateral commander, taking charge of the court's 100,000 border troops in the northwest.
In addition, Emperor Hongzhi had already made plans with the generals. Ma Wensheng led 30,000 Beijing troops to reinforce Datong.
Two lines of reinforcements went to Datong, and it was difficult for the little prince to invade the border.
The enemies of Ming Dynasty are not only in the open, but also in the dark.
While Emperor Hongzhi was dispatching troops and generals, Jinyiweinan Town Fusi was also fighting with the Tatars.
There are about 30,000 Mongolians living in the capital.
Grandfather Taizu once issued an edict: "We are all one family within the four seas. All those who stay in the Chinese land and support the Ming Emperor, regardless of Mongolian or Han, are all citizens of the Ming Dynasty!"
During the Hongwu and Yongle dynasties, many Mongolian officials served the court. For example, Guantong, the general of the Hongwu Dynasty, was a Mongolian.
The famous general Jingnan, Tongqing Hou Huozhen was a Mongolian. Wu Yuncheng, the Gongshun Hou who accompanied Taizong on several expeditions to the grasslands, was also a Mongolian.
Descendants of the Mongols have multiplied in the capital for several generations. Although they have Mongolian looks, they wear Chinese clothes and speak Chinese.
An inappropriate analogy. Seeing Mongolians in the capital of the Ming Dynasty was as common as seeing black people in Guangzhou in later generations.
The settlement of Mongolians in the capital is "Daguanying" near Guang'anmen in Nancheng. A high official is also a Tartar official.
In recent years, the Tatar tribe has sent a large number of agents to the capital to sneak into the high-ranking officials' camps and spy on the Ming Dynasty's intelligence.
The secret war continues.
Of course, Nanzhen Fusi has always been responsible for this secret war. It has nothing to do with Chang Feng in Fusi, Beizhen.
It was the 16th night of February in the first year of Hongzhi.
The residence of Liao Fanyong, the governor of Nanzhen.
Liao Fanyong was in the library sorting out the information gathered by Datong's eyes and ears.
Tonight, a secret agent from the high-ranking official camp will come to the library and report a huge secret to him.
Nowadays, the most powerful among the Jin Yiwei is Chang Feng. Liao Fanyong disagreed with Chang Feng.
Over the past twenty years, the favored people in Jinyiwei have changed one after another. Today he is still a celebrity around the emperor, but he may become a prisoner tomorrow.
But no matter who is in power, he can't do without him, Lao Liao. Because Lao Liao has been in charge of foreign military intelligence for fifteen years and runs a huge intelligence network.
The secretive nature of the intelligence network determines the identities of numerous hidden stakes, and only Liao Fanyong knows them.
If Liao Fanyong loses power or dies, this intelligence network will immediately be wiped out.
The commander of Liushui, the iron-clad governor of Nanzhen. This statement is not an exaggeration.
At the same time, Daguanying.
A Mongolian-looking man was walking on the street. This person's name is Guan Gong, and he is a secret agent under Liao Fanyong. He has been lurking in the Daguan Camp. He worked in Jinyiwei Middle School to try out hundreds of households.
Five generations back, his ancestor was the great-grandfather's favorite, a Mongolian general named Guantong.
Guan Gong has just mastered a huge secret. Liao Fanyong needs to be reported promptly.
He passed by a stall selling roasted mutton and heard several Mongolian people chatting.
A thin man said: "I want to marry a Han woman. Han women are fair."
A fat man taught him his experience in marrying a Han woman: "Never tell a Han woman that you were a surrendered prisoner captured from the grassland by Wang Zhi's army fourteen years ago."
"Tell the Han women that your ancestor was a warrior of the Three Guards of Wuliangha and followed the Yongle Emperor Feng Tianjing to survive the disaster. The Han women will rush to marry you!"
Guan Gong was extremely disdainful of this conversation.
But he didn't have time to teach those two slutty men a lesson. He has more important things to do tonight.
Walk two streets further and you will exit Daguanying.
The moon was dark and the wind was high, so he took a shortcut and entered an alley.
At this moment, four
The men in black blocked him from behind. The visitor is not good!
Guan Gong slipped out a dagger from his sleeve: "Who is it?"
The man in black sneered: "The descendants of Genghis Khan."
After speaking, the man in black held a prairie scimitar and rushed past Guan Gong like a shooting star.
Guan Gong suddenly fell to the ground, blood gushing out from his neck...
Half an hour later, Liao Fanyong's mansion.
There were one hundred Nanzhen Fusi warriors guarding both inside and outside Liao Mansion. It was not Liao Fanyong's fault that the guards were so tight.
There are too many people in this world who want to take his life. These include the Tatars, Oaras, Nan'an, Turpans, and Japanese.
Who allowed the intelligence network in his hands to reach the hinterland of the grassland in the north, Annan in the south, Japan in the east, and Hami in the west?
Liao Fanyong could only be cautious.
A Mongolian man wearing a black gauze hat came to the door of Liao Mansion.
The gatekeeper general stepped forward: "Password?"
The man replied: "What is missing in the way of heaven can only be mended by a single man."
The gatekeeper general answered: "Only for the common people and not for the Lord. Go in."
The Mongols went straight into Liao Mansion.
Downstairs in the library. Ten strong men stopped him.
The leader, Xiao Qi, searched Meng Ren's body. After making sure he had no weapons on him, he entered the library.
Mengren went up to the second floor and came to Liao Fanyong.
Liao Fanyong ordered him: "Take off the hat."
Meng did as he was told and took off his bamboo hat.
Liao Fanyong's expression changed, he directly picked up the scorpion crossbow on the desk and pointed it at Meng Ren: "Where is Guan Gong? Who are you?"
Meng Ren smiled slightly: "Guan Baihu is already dead. You will die too tonight."
Liao Fanyong sneered: "Really? You can't bring the weapon into the library. But I have a scorpion crossbow in my hand. The crossbow is fast from seven steps away, and the crossbow is accurate and fast within seven steps!"
After speaking, Liao Fanyong pulled the scorpion crossbow.
"Click", the crossbow machine got stuck!
Meng Ren said: "I didn't bring any weapons. However, the most deadly weapon in the world is - human beings!"
After saying that, Meng Ren rushed towards Liao Fanyong.
Liao Fanyong shouted: "There is an assassin!"
The ten strong men outside the library heard the sound and rushed to the library.
When they rushed to the second floor of the library, they found that their envoy Liao Zhen was already lying on the desk.
A man rushed towards them.
The warriors immediately fought with the Meng people. Ten people against one, the Mongolian people can't escape no matter how superb their methods are.
However, this man didn't want to escape at all, but wanted to die. He deliberately slammed his chest hard against the tip of a strongman's sword.
"Poof!" The sharp blade pierced his chest. The Mongolian died immediately.
Half an hour later. The entire Liao Mansion was brightly lit.
A large number of royal guards surrounded the Liao Mansion with three floors inside and three floors outside.
Zhu Ji, Sun Luan, and Chang Feng stood in front of Liao Fanyong's body.
Zhu Ji checked the body and said, "The neck was broken. The assassin is a master."
Chang Feng picked up the Scorpion Crossbow next to him and said, "That's strange. Why is the reed of the Scorpion Crossbow's crossbow stuck? It seems like someone has tampered with it."
Zhu Ji took the scorpion crossbow and looked at it: "It should be the inside and the outside. Someone in the Liao Mansion tampered with the scorpion crossbow worn by Lao Liao. As a result, Lao Liao was unable to protect himself in a life-or-death situation."
Chang Feng asked: "Are you going to check now?"
Zhu Ji shook his head slightly: "I'm here to investigate this matter. I asked you to come here because I have another important errand."
"Nanzhen Fusi has a two-hundred-page roster. A thousand names are recorded on it. That is a list of Nanzhen Fusi's secret stakes distributed in the grasslands, the Western Regions, the Southern Territory, and the Japanese Kingdom."
"The hidden stake's real name, identity, cover identity in a foreign country, and contact information are all clearly recorded on it."
"I need you to find this roster. Otherwise, the intelligence network Nanzhen Fusi has been working on for decades will be gone!"
"Now the military situation in the north is urgent. It is exactly what the court needs
When this information network. "
Chang Feng understood. The errand Zhu Ji gave him was to raid his home. Search the late Nanzhen Fushi's home and find the list.
Zhu Ji added: "The sooner the better!"
Chang Feng nodded. He walked down the library and told Fatty Xu: "Call all the five hundred brothers who inspected the capital where Qianhu is located in Liao Mansion. Bring all twenty dogs as well."
The number of posts for the Thousand Households Inspection Office is 600. One hundred people were sent to other provinces to conduct house searches. There are only five hundred people in Beijing.
After Chang Feng's long-term training, this group of people can all take charge of their own duties and carry out the task of confiscating homes.
Liao Mansion is actually not big. There is only one library and more than 60 rooms. Five hundred people could search the Liao Mansion from top to bottom overnight.
If the roster is in the mansion, you can definitely find it.
Half an hour later, Wubao Ze arrived at Liao Mansion.
Chang Feng asked every eight people to form a team and be responsible for one room. He led twenty people to search the library.
He walked to Liao Fanyong's body and bowed deeply: "Master Liao, don't be surprised. It's all for the Ming Dynasty."
Next, Chang Feng began to use the treasure-gathering ring and the silver-finding stirrup to find the secret room.
However, I worked until midnight and still got nothing.
Qian Ning, the deputy Qianhu, came over and said, "Master Chang, all sixty-three rooms have been checked. But we found three hidden compartments."
"In the first secret compartment are two clever weapons; in the second secret compartment are fifty taels of gold; in the third secret compartment are three hundred taels of silver."
"I didn't find a roster or anything like that."
Chang Feng said: "Call all the brothers to the library. Look through the books! See if there are any clues in the thousands of books in the library."
There are thousands of books in the library. Chang Feng wondered if it would be similar to the last time he raided the palace to find dirty books. The list was hidden on a conspicuous bookshelf.
Chang Feng guessed wrong.
A group of warriors toiled in the library until dawn, but still found nothing.
The wells in the house were also filled with people, and even the cesspools in the latrines were dug. It's like digging three feet into the ground.
Chang Feng made a judgment: the roster was not in the Liao Mansion.
Chang Feng found Zhu Ji sitting next to Liao Fanyong's body.
The body had been covered with a white cloth.
Chang Feng held up his hands: "Commander, the entire Liao Mansion has been searched. The roster seems not to be in the manor."
Zhu Ji said: "Sun Luan also inquired about Lao Liao's close subordinates, wives, concubines, and servants. They also knew nothing."
Chang Feng pointed at Zhu Ji: "We can only search Master Liao's body. Maybe there will be clues like keys on it."
Zhu Ji said: "We have to wait for Taoist Zhang to come. He left the city yesterday to go to Ziyun Temple in Miaofeng Mountain to worship Sanqing. I have sent people overnight to find him. He should be here soon."
The Taoist Zhang mentioned by Zhu Ji is a member of the Jinyi Guards who specializes in autopsy.
This person is a Taoist priest. Therefore, the superiors in Wei Zhong all call him Zhang Daoshi; his peers and subordinates respectfully call him "Zhang Daoye".
In addition to autopsy, if Paoze in Wei died in the line of duty, he would also be responsible for the salvation dojo.
At sunrise, Taoist Zhang came to the library.
He was wearing a Taoist robe and had a Taoist bun on his head. He is in his forties and has a fairy-like spirit.
Zhu Ji complained: "We have been waiting for you all night. Why don't you go to Miaofeng Mountain if you have nothing to do?"
Although Taoist Zhang was only a member of a hundred households, he did not buy Zhu Ji's account at all. He replied: "I went to pray for the robes of Jinyiwei. Among them is you, Commander Zhu."
People with great abilities usually have a great temper.
Zhu Ji didn't agree with him: "Let's do an autopsy."
Chang Feng echoed from the side: "Please look for Mr. Zhang to see if Liao Zhenfu has any keys or anything like that on his body."
Daoshi Zhang was not in a hurry to conduct an autopsy. Instead, he took out magical objects such as the incense burner, the Dragon-Tiger Fighter, and the Sanqing Bell from the Taoist altar.
Zhu Ji was a little worried: "If you don't do an autopsy, what will you do with these fragments?"
Taoist Zhang said: "I have to do a simple ritual for Master Liao first. Don't worry, it only takes two sticks of incense.
It won't take long. "
"Everyone is going to die. Commander, can you guarantee that you won't end up like Lao Liao?"
"When that day comes, you don't want to become a lonely ghost, right?"
Taoist Zhang's mouth is simply hurtful. He did not give Zhu Ji, the big boss, any face.
Zhu Ji endured it. Other subordinates respected him and feared him because Zhu Ji controlled the future, life and death of his subordinates.
This is not the case with Taoist Zhang. He has long since stopped wanting to be an errand in Jinyiwei. Three letters of resignation were submitted within a year, but Zhu Ji forcibly retained him.
Throughout the ages, employees who want to resign are not afraid of their bosses. future? What a chicken lamp in front of him!
As for life and death. Taoist Zhang often preaches Taoism to a person. The lecture took place in the imperial palace, and the person listening was the Empress Dowager Zhou, the grandmother of Emperor Hongzhi.
Even if Zhu Ji had 800 courages, he wouldn't dare to touch even one of Taoist Priest Zhang's winding hairs.
Taoist Zhang arranged the magical instruments, rang the bell, and said in a strange tone: "The Taoist temple has been completed, and salvation will be achieved. The disciples are pious, and they offer incense and worship."
Then Taoist Zhang began to sing again: "In the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, wild geese fly south, roaring and mourning. The wild geese will come back someday, but their dead souls... will not return!"
After two sticks of incense, this simple ritual of salvation was completed.
Taoist Zhang said to Chang Feng: "Chang Qianhu, I'm going to start the autopsy. You are very popular in the guards. You should avoid it, so as not to get bad luck and ruin your good luck."
Chang Feng said: "It doesn't matter. I don't believe in this."
Taoist Zhang nodded: "Well, if you believe it, it will be spiritual, if you don't believe it, it will be nothing."
Zhu Ji asked: "Why don't you let me avoid it?"
Zhang Taoist glanced at Zhu Ji and said, "The commander has killed too many people. He is covered in the smell of blood. Gods and ghosts shun him. Bad luck cannot come to him."
After finishing speaking, Taoist Zhang began to examine the body. He spread a white cloth on the ground. Ask Chang Feng to help and carry Liao Fanyong's body onto the white cloth with him.
Taoist Zhang pinched Laojun with both hands and made a mark of riding an ox upside down. Then began to strip the body of its clothes.
Each time he stripped off a piece of clothing, he set it aside.
Chang Feng inspected the clothes carefully. Still nothing.
Taoist Zhang looked at Liao Fanyong's neck, and then said: "He died because his neck bones were broken. The murderer's hand was very strong."
Zhu Ji pointed at the murderer's body: "You should also check the murderer's body."
Taoist Zhang checked the murderer's body and said, "The murderer was killed by a sharp knife piercing his chest."
Zhu Ji said: "According to the reports from the warriors guarding the library, the murderer seemed to know that he could not escape and wanted to die. He struck the blade with his chest."
Taoist Zhang stretched his body and said, "The autopsy has been completed. If it's okay, I'll leave first."
After finishing speaking, Taoist Zhang turned around and left gracefully without waiting for Zhu Ji's consent.
Chang Feng rummaged through Liao Fanyong's clothes: "There are no clues about the hidden list."
Zhu Ji said: "The clues will not come to you by themselves, you need to find them by yourself. In short, I will get the hidden stake list within three days."
"There is going to be a big battle in the north. Without the secret stake list, the Ming army will become deaf and blind. We can't rely on the frontier army scouts to detect the enemy's situation."
Zhu Ji assigns tasks to his subordinates, and there is always only one result.
As for whether the task is difficult or not, that is a matter for subordinates.
Typical boss thinking.
Chang Feng has a big head. The Liao Mansion has searched everything. The roster is obviously not in the house.
Liao Fanyong told Zhu Ji when he was alive that the roster was not in Nanzhen Fusi.
No clues were found on the body. When asked about Liao Fanyong's close subordinates, wives, concubines, and servants, they all said they did not know.
How to find this?
Fatty Xu walked into the library and came to Chang Feng: "Master Chang, how are you?"
Chang Feng shook his head slightly.
His eyes looked at Liao Fanyong's body.
Suddenly, he discovered that there were thick calluses on the first section of Liao Fanyong's middle finger and on the top of his thumb.
Chang Feng asked casually: "Commander, Commander Liao Zhen, do you like to do hemp hanging?"
Ma Diao was created by Zheng He, the eunuch of the Three Treasures, and became popular in the Ming Dynasty for a hundred years.
Zhu Ji asked: "I don't know. Why do you say that?"
Chang Feng explained: "People who often play Ma Diao don't draw the cards by looking at them, but by touching them with their hands. You will know what the cards are as soon as you touch them."
"Over time, calluses will develop on the first joint of the middle finger and the top of the thumb."
Fatty Xu asked: "Master Chang, you never go into teahouses and gambling houses. How do you know?"
Chang Feng was embarrassed to answer.
When Madam Ninth was in Xiangxi Lane, she liked to play mahjong with her clan members for fun.
The first time she used her hands to help him there, he noticed the calluses on her hands. After asking about it, I found out that it was the traces left by years of anesthesia and hanging.
Zhu Ji was a little surprised: "I never heard that Lao Liao is a gambler."
Chang Feng asked: "Commander, can I ask about Master Liao's widow?"
Zhu Ji nodded in acquiescence.
Chang Feng left the library and found Mrs. Liao in the hall.
Mrs. Liao cried so hard that her eyes were red.
Chang Feng said: "Sister-in-law, my condolences."
Mrs. Liao scolded: "It was not your wife who killed her husband in love. How do you want me to express my condolences?"
Chang Feng was choked by Mrs. Liao's harsh words.
After a while, Chang Feng said: "Sister-in-law, I have to ask you a few questions. It's about revenge for Master Liao."
Mrs. Liao raised her head: "Revenge? Okay! What's the question? Ask it."
Chang Feng asked: "Master Liao likes to play Ma Diao on weekdays?"
Mrs. Liao nodded: "Yes. As long as he has nothing to do, he will go to the Yuansheng Tea House in the south of the city to have an hour of numbing at night."
Chang Feng was puzzled at first after hearing this.
Gambling depends on status and place.
The gangsters and traders in the capital are notorious for gambling in teahouses in Nancheng.
*** Xungui went to the Beilou brothel to gamble. Let Yangzhou Shouma wait on the side.
After all, Liao Fanyong was the envoy of Jinyiwei in Nanzhen. Why would he go to a low-class place like Nancheng Teahouse?
After a while, Chang Feng suddenly remembered that Shi Jian, the deputy head of Miaoshou Sect, was working as a treasure hunter at the dice stall of Yuansheng Teahouse.
At this moment, a strong man walked up to Chang Feng and said, "Eunuch Qian, the Supervisor of Ceremonies, is here. I have a message for you."
Chang Feng came to the hall. Zhu Ji and Fatty Xu were already waiting there.
Changfeng fell to his knees. Qian Neng said loudly: "There is an edict. Changfeng is ordered to serve as the governor of Nanzhen temporarily as the governor of Qianhu."
