C12 Directly pointing to the embroiderer

No one was as good as him. It was a secret service in the Han Dynasty and was also an official title. The organization was like the "Lijing Gate" and "undesirable people" in Tang Dynasty; the "Internal Military Patrol" in Song Dynasty, the "Jinyi Guards" in Ming Dynasty, the "two factories" in East and West and the "stick" in Qing Dynasty.

Guo Jia was rummaging through the official seal, the one he had been holding in his hand. The grey robed stewards had just seen the wooden box in his hand and confirmed that he was "who is the boss". And now, he had also confirmed that the founder of whatever organization was in Xu City was the late advisor's wily genius!

Mr. Drama, Mr. Drama, you are indeed a talent that even the heavens cannot bear to see. Before Cao Jun could even stand up, you had already started developing your intelligence network. Your foresight is already so far ahead …

My lord, my lord, how can you let me have such a tiresome job? Dying...

Xun Wenruo! Cheng Zhongde! I'm not done with you!

Thinking about the wine they had kept in their homes, Guo Jia's mood finally improved a lot.

"Reporting to the higher ups, this is the most important information that the lord has requested." One of them handed Guo Jia a book and a piece of paper. Guo Jia's heart was filled with joy. This lord of his really valued these "who's the boss here" and "straight to the point of getting embroidered". Just the price of writing these pieces of paper was already quite expensive. He nodded and accepted it, but his expression was no longer as relaxed and entertaining as before.

On the first page was a summary of the program, a total of ten pieces. These ten facts did not mean that the entire intelligence department only gathered these ten things and edited them into a book. However, these ten things were for Cao Cao. For the Cao family, these ten things were the most important things. The first one was about the progress of Yuan Shao's battle in Youzhou! Guo Jia lightly nodded his head in approval. This perceptive person could tell that Yuan Shao and Cao Cao would be the two great lords of the Northern Lands. That's why it would be underestimating a person if they didn't pay attention to each other's progress.

Guo Jia suddenly recalled that Tian Feng's stiff and slightly dazed face last night. She wondered if the Yuan Group had an intelligence organization similar to "Who's Who". She also didn't know who was unlucky enough to be the host of this investigation. Elemental Diagram? Guo Gongze? Xu Ziyuan? Sad? Xun yuo? Or was it him, Tianyuan Hao?

Adjudication is exclusive and unscheming, self-serving in the event of fruit and fruit, and unbridled action by Guo Tou, and greed and failure by Xu You, adjudication by Fu but little by Xun and not by Xun, and by Tian Fenggang.

Guo Jia shook her head. There was no point in thinking about it too much, she just continued to read on. The second one made Guo Fengxiao's eyelids jump!

He had to pay attention to the situation of the king and his close officials!

This time, Guo Jiu was really sobering up!

What the hell was this? Was he planning to throw down the gun and rebel? He even dared to supervise the emperor?

However … Guo Fengxiao faintly smiled, this is what I truly want!

This emperor, Guo Jiu thought of the series of actions Han Dai had done to bring him to Xu Du and mocked him with a smile — it was time to supervise.

Following that were the supervision orders for Xuzhou Lubu, Huainan Yuan Art, Wencheng Zhang Xiu, and so on. Guo Jia felt that these rules fell under the normal category, but … The last number ten was to track down Hu Zhao's whereabouts. Guo Jia had some doubts.

Hu Zhaoming and Guo Jia were also considered to be from the same village. They were both under Ying Chuan and had seen them a few times. They knew that not only were their calligraphy and calligraphy outstanding, but their wits were also unfathomable. However, Guo Jia didn't expect that her lord would include talent in this list, which clearly showed her lord's desire for talent.

And this Hu Zhao was the first person in the sect that his father-in-law had yearned for a talent for!

Hu Zhao and Kong Ming. Guo Jia sighed with emotion. She flipped to the tenth page and quickly went through it. Her eyes stopped on the line of "hidden in the mountains of earth", remaining still for a long time.

"Someone, come." Guo Jia shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Milord." He stepped forward.

Guo Jia rolled her eyes and asked lightly, "Have you heard news about the remnants of the Yellow Scarf near Luheng County?"

"Milord, please wait a moment." Gray Collar Affairs quickly beckoned to a white-clothed child, and then leaned over and whispered a few words into the child's ear. The boy immediately nodded, turned around, and ran into the crowd of "library towers". After a while, the white-clothed child returned, respectfully handing over a bamboo tube with a gray collar. The grey collar thing waved him off, then respectfully presented the tube in front of Guo Jia, saying: "This is Lu Hun County's recent intelligence report, please have a look." After putting down the tube, he took a few steps back.

Guo Jia glanced at him approvingly, but didn't say anything as she opened up the bamboo tube. This was the main intelligence report for the past six months in Luheng County. After all, the Son of Heaven had risen from the top to the bottom, and Cao Jun's "power" was not weak at all. Lu Meng was also a blank area, so it wasn't easy for him to have information on this bamboo tube.

The bamboo tube had undergone special processing, and unexpectedly did not have an ordinary bamboo stick sticking to it. Instead, it was slightly fragrant. Guo Jia unscrewed the bamboo cover and saw several thin tubes that stood out like chopsticks. Each tube was filled with several rolls of paper. Guo Jia picked one of them out and found that the thin bamboo tube was carved with small words about the size of an ant to mark the time.

Guo Jia picked a bamboo tube that was the closest to her destination. Carefully, Guo Jia took out a scroll from the bamboo tube and carefully unfolded it. The words were written densely on top, Guo Jia read softly, "Jianan New Year September, a tree in the east of Luheng County was struck by lightning twice …"

Seeing Guo Jia struggling to read the small characters, the grey collar man reminded her in a low voice, "The year of Jianan is September. A tree in Luheng County was struck by lightning twice, but it didn't fall. This is strange for ordinary people …"

Guo Jia looked up in surprise, "You even know how to recite?"

"Yes." "I will carefully study all the intelligence reports that have passed through my subordinate's hands, until I recite the incantation."

Guo Jiadeng's eyes widened and his nose grew heavier as he complained in a low voice, "Then why the f * ck did you take so long to get this tube for me?"

"This is the process of gathering information. This subordinate is afraid that Lord will not know about it, so I shall demonstrate it once." The grey collar thing said respectfully.

Guo Jia's face twitched, it seemed as if she was trying her best to suppress the murderous aura in her body and force out a stiff smile. She gritted her teeth and asked, "What's your name?"

"Subordinate Shen Ningxuan." Gray Collar didn't seem to have noticed at all that he had already reached the peak of anger for his new boss. He remained calm as he said, "I'll keep this to you."

"Oh?" Guo Jia doubtfully asked, "Who took the form?" Logically speaking, they were all commoners, and they were even weaker than Han Shi by a single round. However, the consul standing before them not only had an extraordinary bearing, but his words were also extraordinary. This was the reason why Guo Jia had asked such a question.

Shen Ningxuan's eyes flashed, and his tone became even more respectful. "It was taken by Mr. Drama."

Guo Jia smiled when she heard this. As expected, he was the predecessor of this great talent. He no longer bothered with the surface question and directly asked Shen Ningxuan, "Do you have any traces of Yellow Mask around the mountain area?"

"Yes." This time, Shen Ningxuan decided not to beat around the bush.

"How much?"

"About a hundred people."

"How long ago?"

"It's in this September's report. If you continue to read, you'll know."

Guo Jia: "…" He suddenly had the urge to strangle someone to death. After pondering for a while, he said to Shen Ningxuan, "Can we use 'Directly at Embroidered Emissaries'?"

Shen Ningxuan nodded. "Sure."

Guo Jia took an arrow from the table and handed it over to Shen Ningxuan. He said indifferently, "We have orders for Lu Hun to borrow the envoys from the county pavilion. We will chase these hundred yellow scarfed bandits into the mountains!"

"Sir, what do you want?" Shen Ningxuan had been by his side for many years, and he was no ordinary person.

"Borrowing a knife to recruit people."

"How confident are you?"

Guo Jia grasped the tube and said lightly, "Five to five."

"Then mister isn't afraid of the lord's side?"

"50/50 opening means to invite Hu Kongming to come out." Guo Jia smiled like he was holding a pearl of intelligence. "As for Hu Kongming's life, I'm a hundred percent sure that nothing will happen to him."

Shen Ningxuan heaved a sigh of relief and carefully took the token from Guo Jia's hands. But this time, Guo Jia didn't let go. She looked at him playfully and said, "You were worried about me?"

Shen Ningxuan's face revealed a rare look of surprise. It wasn't because he was surprised that Guo Jia guessed the truth, but rather because he was shocked at Guo Jia's straightforwardness. However, he was also a straightforward person. He affirmed, "Yes."

"Why?" Guo Jia pressed on step by step.

"Teacher is very much like Mr. Theater." Shen Ningxuan looked confused and sad. "We've already lost a mister."

"Yes." Sensing the other's honesty, Guo Jia loosened her grip.

"This subordinate will take his leave." Shen Ningxuan nodded and retreated.

Guo Jia sat behind the stone table with a serious expression on her face. The boys in white and their grey collars seemed not to have seen her at all. She busied herself with the matters on her hands.

A moment later, Guo Jia looked up with a smile.

It seems that the enemy I, Guo Fengxiao, have been fighting during this period is none other than you!

But would I, as Yingchuan's number one handsome brother, lose to a shadow like you?

A joke.

Guo Jia stretched lazily and got up. He didn't want to, so he went to ask for wine from Xun Wenruo and Cheng Zhongde.

...

An hour later, a horse galloped out of Xu Du, carrying the "Directly pointing to the Embroidered Emissary" token and the latest command.

Xun Li and Cheng Yu sat in a pavilion within Sikong Residence, warming their wine and admiring the new snow.

For a long time, Xun Li was lifted into the air, and he was awakened by a gray sparrow flying through the snow. He sighed emotionally and said, "What do you think, Zhong De?" His tone, however, wasn't that puzzled. It sounded more like he was talking to himself.

Cheng Yu continued drinking his wine, and only when he was in the middle of pouring the wine did he slowly reply, "He's even more bold than you and me."

"But …" Suddenly, Xun Dun was stuck, as if he did not know what to say next.

"Didn't filial piety say he was confident he could save Hu Zhao's life? What else are we worried about?"

"Yes, we are still worried about something."

"Yeah, what are you worried about?" In the midst of the light snow, Guo Fengxiao walked over while holding an umbrella and walking on top of the snow.

As if he had put down some heavy burden, Xun Yu took a deep breath, picked up his wine cup and said to Guo Jia who was walking towards him — —

"Xiao Jiu is still warming up, would you like to drink?"

Guo Jia laughed out loud.

"I dare not ask for your opinion."