Chapter 15 Our East Factory Needs Such Talents
Yee Tsui House.
Li Baihu was listening to some music and drinking some wine, but he was holding a big one in his palm.
A woman was bringing a cup of wine to Li Baihu's mouth. Suddenly the door was pushed open, her hand shook, and all the wine poured into Li Baihu's face.
Snap!
Li Baihu slapped the woman who had just returned the favor to her and knocked her to the ground: "I'll blind you!"
The woman knelt on the ground and begged for mercy tremblingly: "Master Li, I didn't mean to do it. I was frightened by the sound of the door opening."
Normally when Mr. Li drinks here, even Mrs. Li will not disturb him. She has never encountered such a situation.
A Xiaoqi who came in was also startled when he saw Li Baihu's embarrassed appearance, but he quickly said: "Sir, Master Lin is back."
"Who?" Li Baihu was stunned for a moment, "You said Lin Lang is back?"
He dared to come back before the task was completed. If he didn't have ten thousand taels, don't expect him to help smoothen the relationship. After all, he asked Master Qianhu for help and needed five thousand taels.
If Lin Lang had known something better and paid him a few thousand taels, wouldn't everything have been fine?
He could have said that Liu Wu had gone to the Song Dynasty to investigate information. After a while, he would report Liu Wu's death and ask for funeral expenses.
"Lin Lang is back, why are you panicking?"
He, a hundred households, still has to go to meet Lin Lang's trial of a hundred households?
Xiao Qi lowered his head: "Sir, Master Lin used Dongchang's carrier pigeon to report the intelligence he had investigated in the Jianghu of Da Song Dynasty."
"What?!" Li Baihu was shocked. This information was to be summarized to Cao Zhengchun, the governor of the East Factory. If Lin Lang passed on false information or something, he would also be implicated.
Li Baihu was no longer in the mood to drink, so he left Yicui House and hurried back to Baihu Station.
At this time, Lin Lang was sitting in the public room, drinking tea made by Wang Wu and eating snacks sent by Jia Liu, except for the one who pinched his shoulders and beat his legs.
"Sir, I know that you can definitely complete the task. Maybe your name will be remembered by Governor Cao, and then you will definitely rise to great heights in the future." Wang Wu touted while refilling Lin Lang's cup of tea.
Jia Liuze got some dried fruits from others and put them on the table: "Your Excellency, we are the elites of the Jinyi Guards. How can it be difficult to detect the intelligence of the Song Dynasty? Even if we want to detect the intelligence of the Song Dynasty Palace in the future, it will be done by hand."
Take a pinch."
Lin Lang felt that if he stayed a little longer, these two people could blow him up to the sky.
He didn't like being blown away by these two people, so he had to wait until he went home to find Xiaohe at night.
"Okay, you two have worked hard during this time. This is the specialty osmanthus cake I brought back from the capital of Song Dynasty. You can take it back and try it."
Lin Lang took out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake he bought at the pastry shop on East Street in the county and gave two packages to the two of them.
Jia Liu immediately opened it and took a bite: "Well, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Da Song Jingcheng is different. It's much more delicious than the one in the East Street pastry shop."
Just as he was talking, a small flag ran in: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Li, please come over."
Lin Lang picked up another bag of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and walked to Li Baihu's apartment.
"Master Li, this is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I brought back to you in the capital of Song Dynasty. You can bring it back to your wife and children to try."
Li Baihu reached out and took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and weighed it. Is it really a sweet-scented osmanthus cake?
He threw it aside casually: "Brother Lin, you have been going to Da Song Dynasty for more than two months. You must have investigated a lot of useful information, right?"
Lin Lang nodded: "I found out some important information about the Song Dynasty Jianghu. I have sorted it out and sent it to Dongchang by carrier pigeon."
Bang!
Li Baihu slammed the table hard: "Lin Lang! Who allowed you to report it directly?"
In Lin Lang's eyes, does he still have this official of hundreds of households?
If Lin Lang reported it to him first and he reported it, then the credit would belong to him. Isn't it a sure thing that he would be transferred to the capital? He might even be promoted to Deputy Qianhu.
"Master Li, the most important thing in delivering messages is timeliness. Some messages may be useless even after a quarter of an hour at night."
"I didn't even go back home after I came back. I came directly to Baihusuo. But when I asked Sun Xiaoqi, he said that he went to deal with some important matters and didn't know when he would be back."
"Isn't it because I was afraid of delaying things that I passed the news directly back to Dongchang? Mr. Li, did I do something wrong?"
In fact, after Lin Lang came back, he specifically waited for Li Baihu to go to Yicui Building before coming to Baihu Office.
He had no intention of sharing this credit with Li Baihu.
He wasn't worried about Li Baihu being tough, now he could crush Li Baihu to death with one hand!
Li Baihu held his breath in his chest: "Brother Lin, you did the right thing. It's been hard work going to Song Dynasty to find out the news. I'll give you a few days off and have a good rest at home."
After Lin Lang left, Li Baihu's voice came from his apartment, cursing Sun Xiaoqi.
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Daming, Jingcheng, Dongchang.
A carrier pigeon landed. A young eunuch took off the bamboo tube from the pigeon's foot and sent it directly to the big file on duty without checking it.
The large stall iron claw flying eagle opened the bamboo tube, took out the note inside and took a look, and was shocked.
He hesitated for a moment, then took the note and went to the governor Cao Zhengchun.
"The governor, Lin Lang, a member of Bailing County Baihu Institute, was ordered to go to the Song Dynasty to investigate the Jianghu intelligence, and brought back important news."
Cao Zhengchun waved his hand lazily: "We are too lazy to look at it, so just say it."
He no longer had any hope for the news reported by these hundreds of households.
Previously, it was because Zhu Wuwu collected intelligence on the martial arts world and used this to recruit many martial arts masters, winning the emperor's trust.
In order to weaken Zhu Wuli's influence and gain more trust from the emperor, he sent people to explore the world outside the Ming Dynasty.
But he asked Jin Yiwei to send so many people, but there was not a single useful news, it was all trivial matters.
Why is it that the elders of a certain big sect are greedy for money, that a certain martial arts family has set up an arena for their daughter to compete in a martial arts competition, and that a disciple of a famous sect has raised an illegitimate wife? These news are of no use!
He asked Jin Yiwei to explore the Jianghu news for so long, but achieved nothing. Zhu ignored that old guy and didn't know how to laugh at him.
Iron Claw Flying Eagle bowed slightly: "Supervisor, Lin Lang reported that Qiao Feng, the leader of the Southern Beggar Clan, is a Khitan, not a Han. He has a Khitan wolf head tattoo on his chest as evidence."
Cao Zhengchun sat up straight: "What? Qiao Feng, the leader of the Southern Beggar Clan, the largest gang in the Song Dynasty, is actually a Khitan? That is, the current Liao people?"
"Hahaha, okay, I finally have some useful news. You can take someone there to confirm the news."
"It seems that not all the people in Jinyiwei are just losers. Our family is very pleased. What did you call the trial household just now?"
"Lin Lang." Iron Claw Flying Eagle replied.
"Send the order to promote Lin Lang from Baihu to Jinyiwei Baihu. Let him manage the Baihu office."
"Let him continue to work hard and continue to collect more information about the world. Our Dongchang needs such talents!"
Chapter completed!