Ming Zuo

Chapter 1067 Sieve
As long as Huang Ping leaves the palace, he will definitely go to Changlong rice shop.

Many people inside and outside the palace know about it.

Just because the owner of Changlong rice shop is his father Huang Wei.

When Huang Wei sent him to the palace, he did not return to his hometown, but found a job in the capital.

From then on, taking advantage of Huang Ping's departure from the palace, father and son could meet each other from time to time.

The more Huang Ping spent in the palace, the better he got, and he actually saved a sum of money, which he handed over to Huang Weidui for the Chimelong rice shop.

Now Huang Wei is also a man of the hour in the capital.

Many people who wanted to follow the path of the palace, but couldn't reach Wang Chengen, so they set their targets on Huang Ping.

And Huang Wei is the best intermediary.

When Huang Ping walked into the Changlong rice shop, Uncle Xiangcheng's housekeeper was joking around.

"Who in Beijing doesn't know that Boss Huang's rice is the best? Even our uncle feels refreshed physically and mentally after eating it. Boss Huang, we have agreed that in the future, the rice in Xiangcheng Bo's Mansion will be counted on." Expensive shop."

Huang Wei smiled openly and cupped his hands again and again.

"Uncle's daughter's body, here is the face, I am too late to be grateful. Don't worry, the old housekeeper, Mi Xiao, who will give it to uncle in the future, will inspect it personally. If there is any omission, I will go to the uncle's mansion to plead guilty."

You love me on both sides, chatting into the alley.

Seeing Huang Ping coming in, the housekeeper of Xiangcheng Bo's Mansion just nodded and left.

Everything that should be conveyed has been conveyed, and there is no need for extra details.

Especially in the officialdom, once the limit is exceeded, it is not a blessing, but a disaster.

Huang Ping took the initiative to support Huang Wei after seeing off the housekeeper of Xiangcheng Bo's Mansion.

"The weather is getting colder and colder, and my father has to pay attention to his body. If he is too busy, he will leave it to the buddy."

Huang Wei enjoyed his son's filial piety and was very pleased.

"My body is pretty strong. Taking advantage of the current situation, I can earn a lot of money and save some property for you. Even if you can't do it in the palace in the future, you still have a way out, don't you?"

In and out of the store, seeing how the father and son depended on each other, who wouldn't say hello?

The two walked around the counter, and when they got to the back, Huang Wei's face became serious.

He wanted to withdraw his arm, but Huang Ping refused.

"It's rare for a son to be filial to you once."

Huang Wei was both reluctant and sober.

"We...we're not..."

Huang Ping stared ahead, lowered his voice, but his tone was very firm.

"I have lost my parents since I was a child, and I only depend on my sister. Thanks to your careful care over the years, I have today. You are the father of the child and will always be. You are alive, and the child will be filial; Respect the incense and wear the filial piety."

Huang Wei burst into tears all of a sudden.

"The young master said that you are a long-term lover, so you are right. The old man is no longer alone, he also has a son."

Huang Ping smiled, even though he was half a head taller than Huang Wei, he still walked lightly and followed his father into the secret room.

There is one more person here.

Wearing a white coat and a mask, it is tightly covered.

Seeing Huang Ping walk in, he greeted: "Director, congratulations."

Although Huang Ping was the youngest among the three people present, in terms of position, Huang Ping was the oldest.

Because he is the director of the Gyeonggi Division of the Ministry of Intelligence.

Even his father, Huang Wei, is his subordinate.

"Where does the joy come from?"

Only in front of his own people, Huang Wei will show an ordinary look.

Sitting down easily, he watched curiously as the man took out the syringe from the box surrounded by ice cubes, and drew some white slime from the glass vial.

The man motioned Huang Ping to show his left arm.

"The director doesn't know yet, does he? Lingmei has won the honor of national scholar. From now on, it's no problem to honor her ancestors and make her name go down in history."

Huang Ping's eyes showed astonishment, and his joy deepened.

"really?"

Then start nagging.

"How can that girl be worthy of the honor of being a national scholar? She must be favored by His Highness, so I hope she will not be proud of her favor."

The man laughed.

"The director said that, if Lingmei finds out, she will definitely not follow her."

He told about Lu An's deeds of trying medicine and conquering smallpox, which made Huang Ping sigh, and at the same time, he was extremely proud of his sister.

The man vaccinated him against smallpox.

"Previously, there was a flood of smallpox in North Korea, and many people died. Although there is no epidemic in the country for the time being, but in case of a rainy day, His Highness has ordered that all the people of Xia Kingdom be vaccinated. We are alone in the capital, and the situation is even more dangerous, so His Highness specially approved it. Medication."

Hearing the good news about his sister, Huang Ping had a smile on his face.

"Your Highness has always been afraid that we will have a bad life. It really makes people speechless."

Huang Weihe nodded his head. For today's life, he really couldn't ask for more.

After the small talk, there is business.

Huang Ping hurried out of the palace just to send the information back.

"Yang Sichang proposed to unite with the Zheng family in Fujian to harm our country of Xia. After Daming has wiped out the Northwest bandits, he will join forces with the Zheng family to attack from land and water."

Huang Wei and the man couldn't help but change their expressions when they heard this.

If Daming's plan is really realized, at least it will cause serious losses to Xia Guo.

Huang Wei was overjoyed.

"Your Highness still saw Wanli clearly and sent you to the palace. Otherwise, how could there be any benefit today?"

No matter what, the emperors and ministers of Ming Dynasty would never have imagined that there were spies from the Xia Kingdom hidden right beside them.

Xia Guo would have known about any of their decisions before they were communicated.

However, in the last days of the dynasty, everything is not in harmony, and the court is like a sieve, which is really normal.

Even Huang Taiji knew Daming's actions like the back of his hand, not to mention Zuo Menggeng who paid more attention to intelligence work.

"Originally we were going to solve Zheng's problem. Since Daming has evil intentions, let's speed up the progress."

After receiving the information from Huang Ping, Zuo Menggeng sneered, thinking that these incompetent people were really wishful thinking.

Still want to attack Xia Guo by water?

I don't even look at the virtues of the Ming army!
If it weren't for Xia Guo being in the process of planning in other directions, how could Daming live to this day.

Didn't Chongzhen want to attack Xia Guo by water and land?

Then solve Zheng's first and let their ideas go bankrupt.

It just so happened that the conflict between Xia Guo and Zheng's was intensifying, and no accident, it was already on the verge of breaking out.

However, no one thought that the fuse of the whole situation would appear in the distant Japan.

Hizen country, Shimabara.

This place has become a hell on earth.

Although autumn has arrived, all the fields are barren as far as the eye can see.

A few rice seedlings stood stubbornly on the dry land, drooping withered yellow leaves, like the people of Japan who were suffering.

In a village, vicious warriors knocked down the doors of common people's homes.

They rushed in, ignoring the wailing of the people, and snatched out the little bit of food in the house.

The leading samurai was proud.

"Damn untouchables, you actually disobeyed the lord's order. You have to pay all the taxes within three days. If you delay the lord's etiquette in Shangluo, you will never be forgiven."

(End of this chapter)