The undercover agent sent by the imperial court

"Ouyang, have you also become a running dog of the court?" A voice sounded behind him, Ouyang's footsteps paused slightly but he didn't look back.

"I'm just employed." Ouyang stepped out of the courtyard calmly, "I don't quite understand what you are insisting on, what kind of people are on the list, we all know that the dynasty wants to solve the serious problem of Chu State, and wants to come to the border The people of the country will feel better, what can Wulin do at this time?"

"It's better to just ruin it like this." Ouyang put on his hood and left the yard, no one behind him spoke again.

There has been friction with Chu State for a long time on the border, as if to erase something. Chu State has always hated the existence of the Dynasty. The existence of the Dynasty seems to remind them of who built the country of Chu.

The people on the border had been used to this kind of life until this generation broke the strange peace. The state of Chu violated the border repeatedly. Ouyang's parents died in one attack. After that, Ouyang left there and came to the mainland.

The soldiers on the frontier never flinched. After the attack, Ouyang left alone from the orphanage arranged by the imperial court. Was he going to take revenge?The attacking army has been killed, and the dynasty has never owed these children.

That's it, Ouyang calmly returned to the villa to determine who the next person is. There are still many things to deal with later, and there is no time to rest. The war is about to start, at least please do this thing well.

"Lord Yu, is this also in your calculations?" Ouyang looked in the direction of the dynasty and retracted his gaze. Now that the days when he asked Ling Xuan for money are far away, what was the thief thinking at that time? Woolen cloth.

I'm probably thinking, telling you to charge me so much money, sooner or later, this king will come back with interest!With a swipe of his pen, Ling Xuan said, "Tell Ouyang not to be idle. After dealing with the people on the list, hurry up and send the news. The martial arts gym should be established. What about the news from the Ministry of War?"

"Here is the copybook from the Ministry of War." The manager hurried over with the copybook from the Ministry of War.

Ling Xuan opened it impatiently, Huang Puwen also sat beside him frowning and correcting the document, Chu Ziyan came to help instead of the prime minister, lying on another table.

"This, this, call me over and kneel at the door to rewrite a copy, what the hell!" Ling Xuan threw out a copybook and the manager quickly picked it up and took a look.

"Go to Master Kong of the Xuanhu Department." "Qu Daren from the Xuangong Department." "Where are the people from the Ministry of Officials, why haven't they arrived yet?"

Huang Puwen pushed the thing down in front of Chu Yuan who was opposite him, "Ai Qing, you take care of this."

"Wei Chen understands." Chu Yuan quietly took the booklet from the Ministry of Rites and began to flip through it.

Although it was said that it was a must-write for the emperor to have a half-month holiday, there was no shortage of excerpts. Ling Xuan called people over to quickly help Huangpuwen to revise Chengshan's excerpts.

"This, this." Ling Xuan took a hasty glance and threw it to Huang Puwen, "Brother, please approve it, let him go to the Ministry of Finance to deal with it and then bring a solution."

Huang Puwen took the notebook and thought for a while, picked up a pen, wrote down a few words and put it aside, then picked up the next notebook, glanced at it, pressed a chapter, and put it on the tray aside, seeing that there were ten copies, the manager hurriedly changed it. An empty one went up and then passed the booklet to the palace staff to divide it into various departments and prepare to send it back.

"Master Kong is here." "Go and give him the booklet, pen and paper and ask him to rewrite a copy."

The rewritten notebook was placed on the table again. Ling Xuan took a quick look, picked up the chapter, covered it, and threw it on the tray. After Chu Yuan corrected it, he also put it on the tray. Once he put it on, it would be ten copies. Then he asked Huangpu Wen some questions. The details were rewritten in an abbreviated version and kept at hand in Huangpuwen.

Master Chu’s corrections were all from the Ministry of Rites, but just to be careful, the chief manager read them one by one before putting them away. Seeing that there were a lot of documents from the Ministry of Rites, the palace servants brought the documents from the Ministry of Rites and gave them to the people in the Ministry of Rites who were waiting at the door.

Ling Xuan looked up and saw that it was from the Ministry of Rites and threw it to Chu Yuan, and then saw that it was from the Ministry of Industry and threw it to Chu Ziyan. Chu Ziyan was still beaten by Zhezi many times, but he dared not speak out. Pick it up and continue.

"How much more?" Ling Xuan asked, flicking his wrist.

"There are still one hundred volumes to finish." The manager hurriedly stepped forward to tell the number of remaining volumes.

Ling Xuan waved his hand, "Okay, let's move it up together."

All the documents on the side were moved over. Ling Xuan roughly picked out the documents from the Ministry of Rites and pushed them to Chu Yuan, and then pushed all the documents from the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Industry to Chu Ziyan. This is called specialization in art.

Huangpuwen doesn’t pick and choose what to change, it’s just that some papers placed in the center are left untouched, and these are things that need to be discussed, and it’s better to leave them at the end.

Seeing that the papers were all approved, Chu Ziyan finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll go back."

"En, you go back." Ling Xuan waved his hands without intending to keep anyone, and Chu Yuan couldn't help with the rest of the scriptures, so he bid farewell and left with Chu Ziyan.

Ling Xuan looked at the rest of the papers, and randomly picked one to look through, "The papers from the Ministry of War, let's deal with them next morning."

Huang Puwen responded with a sound, finished correcting a paper and put it aside, "What do you think of the budget of the Ministry of Industry and Water Conservancy?"

"It's okay." Ling Xuan rubbed his forehead, "I'm not sure, but is there enough money in the treasury?"

After all, the war is about to start, and it's really hard to say whether the treasury's money will be able to do so. Ling Xuan is also a little worried, don't fight the battle and repair the water conservancy.

"The money will be paid by the local merchants, don't worry." Huang Puwen smiled, "There is nothing left, you can go back and rest, I will take care of it."

Ling Xuan looked at the few books left and nodded, "Alright, the people at the door should leave, I'll go and talk."

Huang Puwen suddenly asked, "When are you leaving?"

"Just these two days." Ling Xuan turned around and said, "It will be too late to go after the war, and it will be better now."

"Be careful."

"I will."

By the time Nazamu and his relatives arrived in the capital, Ling Xuan had already left the capital and got on a carriage to another place.

Even the air at the border is filled with the smell of gunpowder. The supplies that are constantly being sent and the strengthening of troops have already explained everything. Dong always stands on the city wall and looks at it for a while, then turns and leaves. The New Year is celebrated here happily and quickly, only The short day is over, and the soldiers will stand up again to defend the country.

The news came to tell Dong Yong Yong that the martial arts has been completely reduced, and there are many unknown people joining the army from all over the country, so Dong Yong Yong will pay more attention. Except for the first time, Ling Xuan will reach the border one step ahead of Chu Ziyan.

"What are you doing again?" Dong Yong rubbed his forehead with a headache, just looking at the end of the martial arts. Dong never said anything. Ling Xuan had been in the martial arts for many years. The results do not seem to be all.

Ling Xuan, who has been in the martial arts for so many years, just to play, is now leisurely driving the carriage along a small path, which is not leisurely, after all, the horses that are galloping are not leisurely, but Ling Xuan who is sitting in the front of the car is not leisurely. It's just a very laid-back attitude.

Yin Tianming rejected the bumpy carriage and chose to move forward with light work. Ling Xuan appreciated this and accelerated the speed of the carriage.

The horses galloping all the way quickly arrived at the place Ling Xuan wanted to go, Bozhou in the north, Bozhou, which sounds very cultural, is actually a training ground, including the farmers farming in it are all soldiers , this is a large training ground that has long been self-sufficient, although some things still have to be shipped out.

A mature military training base is a national foundation that has been established on this land for a hundred years. Even Ling Xuan was not sure that he could bring the two of them in together, so he just left the two of them outside and went in after he showed his nameplate.

"I've heard that the prince is coming, and our army is already ready." General Ping Ding, who is at the same level as General Jing Yuan, is in charge of this place.

Ling Xuan smiled slightly, "The general was just joking, how can this king, He De, let all the generals wait for this king?"

"Where is it, the lord can wipe out Wulin Xiaoxiao in one fell swoop. I, a rough man, can do it." General Ping Ding laughed and patted Ling Xuan on the shoulder several times.

Ling Xuan has long been used to the habit of pacifying the general, and once the internal force is released, this little strength is nothing. "This king is here to ask the general about the situation on the border."

"Please." General Ping Ding nodded slightly to invite Ling Xuan into the room. This is a stone house, a fortress that cannot be broken even by gunpowder.

"This king will not directly follow the general to the battlefield this time, but directly go to the rear of the Chu army." Ling Xuan looked at the sand table and put down a chess piece and said.

"What is your lord going to do?" General Ping Ding frowned, "The battlefield has no eyes, and this move by your lord is too risky."

And what can one person do, is it necessary to directly take the head of the enemy general?There are also people who know martial arts on the side of the Chu army, and General Ping Ding's disapproval is written all over his face.

There was no emotion on Ling Xuan's calm face, "This king is going to get something, and he will come back immediately after getting it."

General Ping Ding bent down and took out a map, "Since the prince insists on this, then I will hand this over to the prince."

It was the detailed map of the border, and Ling Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, "With the map of the general, I don't have to worry about it." Then he took the map and read it carefully.

"Do you have a pen and paper? I'll copy a copy and take it away." Ling Xuan put down the map and said, General Ping Ding nodded slightly and took out a pen and paper to watch Ling Xuan copy a copy and take it away.

Ling Xuan dried the ink and said, "Even if it's a gift for Chu Jun, I don't know if it will be in their hands."

General Ping Ding smiled and put away the map, "Then it's up to the prince."

"Then I'm leaving." Ling Xuan clapped his hands and put it away after finishing processing the map and left.

Bozhou is still the same. At a glance, they are all men. Ling Xuan took a cursory look and went out of the city gate to get on the carriage. "Okay, let's move on."

Yin Tianming sat up from the roof of the car, "It's so fast, I still want to go in and see what kind of place Bo City is."

"What's there to see? They're all soldiers. They're usually just training." Ling Xuan waved his whip and rode away and said, "Besides, it's not too difficult to go in and walk around with your martial arts."

"Because it looks very angry, this place." Yin Tianming smiled inexplicably, "I thought it would be a milder place after hearing the name of General Ping Ding."

"General Ping Ding didn't get his name because of An Ding." Ling Xuan laughed.

Shao Ziqian suddenly said, "It's because Jiyuan became famous in the first battle and killed 50 troops, completely calming down Jiyuan."

"50." Yin Tianming sighed with emotion.

"That was when there was no gunpowder." Ling Xuan said leisurely while advancing quickly, "Although our side also lost [-] generals, it was enough. No one in Jiyuan didn't know his name."

"I don't know much about this in Yangzhou." Yin Tianming sighed, "I only know about General Jingyuan."

"If it was earlier, his name was also very famous, in Yangzhou." Ling Xuan moved the horse and steered on the official road, directly throwing Yin Tianming on the roof of the car.

Yin Tianming caught up with a few light kungfu, and Ling Xuan slowly said the rest of the words, "Yangzhou exists for supply, and it is enough to make money. You don't need to be so bloody."

"You don't care. When I went to the north, those people said that Yangzhou is a place to raise disabled people." Yin Tianming laughed.

"Such words are common, aren't they?" Ling Xuan swung his whip, "Yangzhou does have a lot of waste, but waste also has uses for waste, not to mention."

Ling Xuan's whip fell to the side and knocked away an arrow that came from nowhere, "It's better than these rubbish, isn't it?"

When the words fell, there were overwhelming arrows, and Yin Tianming's figure disappeared beside the carriage in a flash. Shao Ziqian chopped down all the arrows with a sword, and Ling Xuan continued to move forward with a relaxed expression.

The person who pulled the arrow away again only felt that the stamina was weakening. In the end, he saw a man leisurely swinging his sword back and forth between the mountains and forests. The dozen or so people in the forest fell down in just a few breaths.

When Yin Tianming came back again, Ling Xuan glanced at the deer on his shoulder and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's a bandit, the formation is pretty big." Yin Tianming said casually, "When I went hunting a deer, I seemed to see a villa."

"Then it shouldn't be bandits." Ling Xuan thought for a while, "Recently, there are quite a lot of people left behind in this kind of martial arts. It seems that we just met them."

"Then do I want to go back?" Yin Tianming casually threw the deer into the car and asked.

"No, don't bother." Ling Xuan shook his head, "Just leave it to the state capital here."

"Alright then." Yin Tianming shrugged casually.

It wasn't until the evening that Ling Xuan stopped the horse, "It's right here, it's time to eat."

Shao Ziqian took the reins and took the horse to graze. Ling Xuan stretched his waist and laid a cushion on the cart to lie down. Yin Tianming gutted the deer several times. Shao Ziqian raised his flames and asked, "Do you want to roast it?"

"Cook some more soup, otherwise it's easy to get angry." Yin Tianming said while handling the deer, "There's a pot behind to get it."

A deer and a fawn were successfully dealt with with one meal under the hands of the three men. After all, they ate very little when they were on the road during the day. Ling Xuan got into the carriage and fell asleep when he was full. Shao Ziqian stayed outside to watch the night. Yin Tianming sat on the car door and rested on a cushion.