The tiger girl can be described as a tiger and a tiger when she walks, because of Lin Haoran's connivance and pampering, she never needs to be polite when she comes here.

She saw Lin Haoran sitting in front of the desk, her big beautiful eyes looked bright, and she raised her face and asked, "Brother, what do you guess I caught?" ”

Some people bury their thoughts in the bottom of their hearts, while others float on their faces, but Lin Haoran belongs to the former, and Hu Niu belongs to the latter. The tiger girl's moth eyebrows opened slightly, and they were gently raised, which showed her happy mood.

"Dong Weng, then I'll retire first!" Sun Jixiang smiled knowingly and saluted respectfully towards Lin Haoran.

"There's Mr. Law!" Lin Haoran nodded slightly, then turned his head to look at the tiger girl with a red face, and then picked up a press release on the case and said while reading: "You climbed a tree and dug out a bird's nest again?" ”

"It's not!" Tiger Girl's face was filled with a smug smile, and she shook her head seriously.

Lin Haoran looked at this press release, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he guessed casually: "Did you catch fish over there in Rizhongfang?" ”

In order to make the "Suncheon Daily" get more praise, he asked the editorial department to search for some positive figures of etiquette and religion in the capital to preach. At the bottom, it is to win over the broad masses of toiling people, and at the top, it is to help propagate rituals.

What was just presented in front of him was a filial son in Guojiazhuang, Wanping County, who was poor, and his wife gave birth to a daughter, worried that it would affect the support of his mother, so he threw his daughter into the river and devoted himself to his mother.

This may be in line with the filial piety of the rites and religions of this era, but it is not in line with his concept of good and evil, and this kind of behavior is not only not worthy of preaching, but should be severely condemned.

"It's not!" Hu Niu saw that her brother was focused on work, frowned and shook her head.

Lin Haoran typed out this press release and continued to perfunctorily: "That's catching loaches!" ”

"Oh, it's still so cold, how can I go down to the river!" Hu Niu stretched the evidence to complain, and uncovered the mystery and said: "Brother, let me tell you, I caught a Mongolian spy!" ”

When talking about "spy", she bit these two words very hard, and resolutely emphasized them, as if it were a rare animal.

"Spies?" When Lin Haoran heard this word, he raised his head in surprise.

Hu Niu nodded heavily, glanced at Lin Haoran a little proudly, and then turned to the catcher outside and said, "Bring people in!" ”

Lin Haoran put down the work at hand and looked at the young man who was escorted in with a solemn face. If a large-scale meticulous work infiltrates the city of Beijing, and he does nothing, it is undoubtedly a dereliction of duty.

"When I see Lord Fucheng, I still kneel!" Two trappers tied him tightly, and one of them kicked the young man in the back of his leg, forcing him to his knees.

"Please be careful! The villain's name is Wang Kuan, and he is not a spy of the Mongols, but a descendant of Wang Zhongguo, a spy of the Ming Dynasty! After Wang Kuan knelt down, he immediately revealed his identity and shouted injustice.

Hu Niu's brows furrowed slightly, and she asked in a serious and crisp voice: "Since you are our Da Ming people, why were you so afraid of me just now?" I'm just telling you to stop, you stand first, why run? ”

"Lord Qiyu, the villain has something unspeakable! The villain didn't ...... I didn't return to the military, and I'm still a black family, I ...... I'm afraid that you will arrest me and lock me up in the county jail for half a month! Wang Kuan explained with a slurring expression.

Wang Kuan's father was a spy sent to Mongolia by the Ming Dynasty, and he was subordinate to the Ministry of War, mainly to listen to the Mongolian military situation. It's just that his father was suddenly killed, and he chose to flee back to Daming with his younger siblings.

Although he has his father's token, the military department does not know what considerations are there, and he refuses to establish a military registration for him, so that he is now a black household in the Ming Dynasty.

Although he has Ming blood in his body, his mother is a Mongolian, and he does not have the identity of a Ming person, coupled with his accent problem, which makes his situation in Beijing very embarrassing.

After hearing this explanation, Hu Niu secretly stuck out her tongue and looked at her brother with some concern.

I thought that this was a Mongolian spy, and she came to her brother to get a merit, so that her brother would not say that she would catch some little thieves. Unexpectedly, she seemed to have caught the wrong good person.

"Your father's name is Wang Zhongguo, and your name is Wang Kuan, is this right?" Lin Haoran glanced at the tiger girl, and then asked seriously.

"Yes, please be careful!" Wang Kuan pleaded sincerely.

"This official will definitely send someone to the military department to verify! But because of your accent, you'll have to spend another day or two in jail! Lin Haoran was in a state of half-belief and said in a matter-of-fact manner.

When Wang Kuan heard that he would be locked up for another day or two, he immediately felt a sense of loss in his heart. It's just that when he heard the latter sentence, his eyes lit up immediately, and he looked at Lin Haoran excitedly.

Lin Haoran unexpectedly promised: "If your identity verification is correct, you can continue to wait for news from the military department, but this mansion can build a civil registration for you!" ”

The military department of the Ming Dynasty does not have a special intelligence officer, and the changes of civilian officials have always been frequent, and I don't know how much the military department has changed over the years, so no one will easily take the risk of receiving Wang Kuan.

If Wang Kuan is still loyal to the Ming Dynasty, it is fine, once Wang Kuan has already rebelled, and his true identity is a spy sent by the Mongols on the opportunity, then they will be implicated.

It is completely conceivable that in the face of Wang Kuan, who fled back, the military department must first verify whether Wang Kuan is a spy of the Mongols. But even if it is confirmed that Wang Kuan is not a spy, I am afraid that he will still drag Wang Kuan's military status as he is now, and he will not take the initiative to take risks for an insignificant person.

I have to admit that the Ming Dynasty does not pay enough attention to the espionage system at the moment, and has no intention of cherishing these spies sent to Mongolia. If this practice spreads to the Mongolian side, I am afraid that it will be very chilling to those spies loyal to the Ming Dynasty.

Lin Haoran is currently a low-level power, and he can't meddle in the affairs of the military department at all. It's just that he undoubtedly still has some compassion, but he is doing his best to help the descendants of this martyr.

"Lord Xie Fucheng!" Wang Kuan's eyes were choked with tears, and he thanked him seriously.

Although he grew up in Mongolia, his father instilled in him that he was a Ming man, and he was proud of it. It's just that this time he returned to Daming, but he ended up in such an embarrassing situation, which made him extremely disappointed.

But fortunately, everything has been rained and sunny, and he not only has the blood of the Ming people, but also is about to have the household registration of the Ming people.