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Chapter 815 Secret Work
"...I advise you to pay more attention to the intelligence from North Korea, so as to avoid being in a panic when the Emperor suddenly asks about it one day." Faced with the astronaut's analysis, Tan Mingming was hesitant to speak.

The Statistics Department has provided Zhu Sanba’s Korean branch with no less than 100,000 taels of silver and valuables for four consecutive years, and issued special permits to two merchant ships, allowing them to load any goods in and out of the three ports of Weihai, Hangzhou, and Ningbo, free from inspection by the patrol and customs, and naturally tax-free.

Roughly speaking, they could earn at least one million taels of money and goods every year, but the Korean branch, including Zhu Sanshiba, had only twelve members in total. Without any major operations, they would not be able to use so much money.

But none of this could be disclosed to outsiders, including members of other branches within the Statistics Department, and naturally also to those who grew up and studied together. If strictly required, this indirect reminder would be considered a violation of discipline and would be dealt with seriously internally.

"Don't worry, you and I are both engaged in intelligence work. As long as there is valuable information, I will definitely not miss it.

It's strange to say, one is 36 and the other is 38, they sat in front and back of each other in class, slept on upper and lower bunks, and after graduation they still have the same job, and they both do a good job. Your Majesty really knows how to judge people!"

It’s a pity that the astronaut didn’t hear the hidden meaning of Tan Mingming’s words. He just said something perfunctorily and turned his attention to Wang Datou and Jin Gui, starting the gossip topic.

"It's not just them. You, ranked 32nd, are birds of a feather." There is always a weak spot deep in everyone's heart. Even the fatherless, motherless, homeless and jobless members of the Sea House Division have a weak spot, such as in childhood or adolescence.

For any orphan who is displaced and helpless, the few years spent in Haihusi are the most memorable and worth cherishing.

Although the rules there are strict, there is no worry about food and clothing, and there are many friends to live and play with. Even if there are conflicts and competitions between them, there is more warmth.

Even though he had graduated for many years and joined the department that required the least human touch, when he heard the relevant topic, Tan Mingming also showed a slight smile from the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, stop talking nonsense! I'm from Class One, and I never failed to perform well in the competition with Class Two. But you're not good at academic subjects, you're lame in professional subjects, you can barely be a substitute in football or basketball, you can't run faster or fight harder, you're a disgrace to Class One!"

But the astronauts are very concerned about this evaluation and are very dissatisfied. The graduates of Haihu Division are a whole from a macro perspective, but they are also mortal enemies from a micro perspective. The various competitive relationships between classes are fully displayed from study to housework to sports competitions.

Obviously, he was an excellent student with all-round development before graduation, while Tan Mingming's grades in various subjects were not outstanding. Although they are now engaged in similar jobs, they still have to distinguish who is better.

"What's the use? I am now General Wujie and you are General Wude. We are both confidential advisors, so you should salute me when you see me. My salary is also higher than yours!
His Majesty said that academic performance does not represent a person's ability. It is the performance at work that is the true interpretation of academic performance. Obviously, you have not made much progress, and I have performed better. "

Tan Mingming was no pushover either. Seeing that he had no advantage over the past, he simply stopped talking about the past and focused on the present, directly talking about the title of honor.

"Then you might as well compete with Lao Liu, he is one level higher than you!" Once the conversation enters this rhythm, reason is often not the main theme. The astronaut pointed to the front of the carriage, brought up the driver's honor as an example, and began to make a fuss. "... He has no position, but he still has to salute me when he sees me! Hehehe... Give up resistance, you... Hush... Look over there, the guy wearing a leather hat on the tea stand on the left side of the station entrance, what is he doing with his hands?"

This really made Tan Mingming stunned. After thinking about it, he found a reasonable explanation. Seeing that the astronaut was speechless, he was about to stop arguing, but his eyes accidentally looked out the window, his face suddenly changed, and he leaned against the seat tightly.

"…He is sounding the alarm. Someone is following us nearby! I will go down to take a look. You stay in the car and give orders. Make some noise. The louder the better. We will act according to the situation!"

The astronaut's face was flushed, but when he saw his companion's actions, he immediately took the same action and hid his entire face in the shadow of the car. He only looked outside the car with his peripheral vision, and after a moment he came to a conclusion and made a decision.

"Old Liu, make some noise, there's something happening nearby!" After the astronaut walked about ten steps away, Tan Mingming knocked on the carriage and opened the small window at the front to convey his order to the driver.

"Ah... you beast, you're looking for death. If you don't behave yourself, I'll kill you!"

The driver was in his forties, wearing a wrinkled cotton coat and a shabby cotton hat. He looked sleepy and inconspicuous. But he had a loud voice and suddenly shouted at the two black horses pulling the cart.

"Whoa, whoa... the horses are startled, the horses are startled... get out of the way!" At this moment, the carriage in front suddenly started moving. The two horses were frightened by something and kept kicking, scaring the driver to shout and scream, but he was still unable to control himself and rushed towards the tea stall.

This sudden accident not only panicked many passengers at the station entrance, but also embarrassed the soldiers guarding the station. They dared not rush to stop the frightened horse, nor could they leave their posts to avoid danger. They had no choice but to draw their swords and bluff at the carriage, hoping to scare the frightened horse with their posture and voice.

The ending was naturally tragic. The frightened horse and the carriage crashed head-on into the tea stall, and then circled several times in front of the station entrance before it stopped because its wheels were stuck on a bench.

At this time, the tea stall owner, the disturbed passengers, and the equally frightened soldiers all surrounded the driver and shouted at him. More and more people gathered nearby to watch the excitement, and the scene was very chaotic.

Because it was located outside Chaoyang Gate and in a busy area, a patrol team of Jinyiwei came on horseback soon. After asking about the situation, they took the coachman, the tea stall owner, the passenger whose luggage was damaged by the carriage, and the two soldiers who witnessed the scene to the East City Military Affairs Department to deal with compensation.

Among them was a short man wearing a very expensive fur hat who gestured to warn. He was fine and dodged immediately, but a small suitcase with exquisite workmanship was run over by the wheels. If it contained valuables, the coachman's business might have suffered heavy losses.

(End of this chapter)