The thick golden honey was slowly flowing down the mouth of the jar, emitting a slight scent of tempting sweet fragrance. More than a dozen bees were spinning around the door of the flower room. If they hadn't been afraid of the strong scent of bee sacs there, they would have pounced in.

He blinked his eyes and looked at the bottles filled with honey, and quickly sealed celadons with wax paste. Yang Lin carefully picked up a cotton cloth and kept wiping the sticky honey on his fingers when he was touching the porcelain cup. He was until his fingers were hot and red and there was no trace of honey, and then he started to hum: "So, aren't these bees you raised?"

It was similar to what Yang Lin did before, and wiped the sticky honey stained on his fingers before him. Uncle Lin sighed deeply and said helplessly: "Young Marquis, although I am an old man, I am not going to have nothing to do to raise bee insects in the garden and have to spare time, right?"

"Maybe you, the old turtle, are you full and full. If you want to do it, just some honey to nourish your old age?" Suddenly, you were relieved by the purple and red envelopes on your wrist again. Yang Lin muttered unwillingly, and then he and Bo Lin wrapped a thick towel on his head, and walked out like two Tubozizi, holding the bottles of sealed celadon wax cups.

The two were having fun together along the way, and Lin Bo kept revealing some anecdotes in the Bai Mansion to Yang Lin to slowly know. For example, Mrs. Bai Yuxin's father Bai Zhen, who was already rampant in the 13th Road chain of Jiangnan when they were young, and was known as the largest bandit gang in the Jiangnan waterways and the lord of the Broken Jade City, Du Fuyuan, was the confidant general under the lord of Du Fuyuan.

In the middle of the battle between the princes, because the Tang King adopted Yang Yi's "Summary of Xian Ce" and continued to use high vocational and generous salaries to subdue the famous heroes of the black and white territories in the territory for their own use, and greatly expanded their extended power from outside Jiangnan. Among them, the largest black and white tyrants were subdued by Li Jian, fighting everywhere, and enjoying countless honors.

For example, the Shuyucheng, which ranked first in the Jiangnan waterway power, was Du Fuyuan himself mentioned among the many people in front of him. The waterways in the Southern Tang Dynasty were crisscrossed and there were many Jiangdu prefectures, so the division of military positions in various parts of the town was all based on the boundaries and governed according to the situation. The major counties and prefectures in the inland area were respected by the military governor's offices that commanded the entire county. As for the towns of the side rivers and major waterways, the head was the water and land administrations that ruled the two worlds.

Apart from the Jingxiang General Office where Yang Yi served in his early years and later as the Grand Governor of Zhennan, the four major general managers in the other water and land boundaries of the Southern Tang Dynasty were Du Fuyuan, the Taihu General Manager Yuchi Qian, the Poyang General Manager Ning Daoqi, and the Dongting General Manager Gao Yun. Among them, the Dongting Waterway was still under Yang Yi's control, the other three general managers were headed by Du Fuyuan, the most powerful among the Jiangnan waterways.

As for the matter of raising beehives in the mansion garden, it was when Mrs. Bai was in battle in her early years and fell into the cold river in the twelfth lunar month and suffered from a long-term sleepy and cold invasion caused by the war.

Bee nature is yin, honey nature is cool, shady and harmonious, and can be mixed with cold. This is also the summary pharmacology obtained by countless famous doctors after they diagnosed Mrs. Bai. Every other day, you must use good fresh honey to mix warm water for drinking, including when bathing every few days, you also use honey to mix petal condensation to bathe the whole body to make the cold.

"So his grandmother simply raised a group of bees in the mansion garden. If you want the immortal one to take the honey seal wax if you have nothing to do?" Yang Lin cursed in a low voice through the garden door wall next to a large courtyard residence.

Bo Lin snorted and said, "Mrs. Bai was a heroine in the past. She made a lot of efforts for our Nantang. She was so injured and cold when she was young. Shouldn't she be properly conditioned?" After humming here, Bo Lin seemed to be a little unrighteous and muttered in a low voice: "That is, to treat honey, it's not a fruit honey shop in Jiangling City that has not come. Why do I need to accompany the group of hibernating bees every day?"

"It must be that your old ghost is exposed and your identity is known, so he was so cruel." Yang Lin cursed lowly. The two of them quickly walked into the crack of the inner courtyard of the back family in Baifu. They walked over the corridor dedicated to the servants for more than ten steps. A beautiful woman who looked only thirty years old and had a charming and charming appearance came up from somewhere: "Oh, Mr. Lin is here to send honey again..."

"Oh, where did this little brother come from? Isn't it the little Ding summoned in the mansion? It looks so handsome." The beautiful woman whispered the soft and crisp Su Bai dialect. If she didn't look at the year, she would still be useful. But after looking at the year, she felt like the ripe and peaches, which made Yang Lin feel greasy.

Before Lin Bo could speak, the beautiful woman continued to twist her waist as thick as a water snake, but like a wind date like a dried old yellow mouth. She threw it towards Lin Bo's eyes with a frivolous look: "Mr. Lin's honey is really sweeter and sweeter. My cute wife is kind to me. Sometimes she tastes the honey threads sent by Mr. Lin, which is sweeter than the wines in the mixed shops."

"This old turtle doesn't look amazing. Could it be that she really has the ability to collect flowers?" Yang Lin rolled his eyes and snatched the strange thing in front of Uncle Lin in an extremely vicious way: "What this aunt said is that Mr. Lin's other abilities are nothing, but the ability to collect flowers and make honey, close the door and make honey" is indeed a real idea. My aunt praised the sweetness so much, and I must have tried Mr. Lin's ability to make honey."

"Gee, gee..." The beautiful woman covered her mouth and chuckled, and the two pieces of flesh on her chest that looked like big meat buns rolled violently in front of the two. Yang Lin blinked her eyes, and Uncle Lin swallowed, but the beautiful woman still kept trembling and deliberately angrily in front of the two: "Oh, my little brother's words, why can't I understand? Mr. Lin, where did the little brother you brought come from? It's really hard to understand when you speak!"

It seemed that he had been used to watching the beautiful woman's coquettish dynamics. Seeing that there were no one around, Lin Bo smiled gloomyly. The branches and leaves stretched out from the vicissitudes of the old pine trees beside him were blocking his head, forming a small piece of only one square in the near passage that was not exposed by the sun. Cooperating with his dark smile and the small shade above his head, a spring breeze that was obviously pleasant to the warm ocean was blowing on his face. Suddenly, at this moment, it seemed to have turned into a cold wind, and the coolness of the few people blew by.

"How can this old turtle change at any time? Why is it so sad that the good days in broad daylight are made like a mourning hall by this immortal?" Yang Lin couldn't help but shudder. He blinked his eyes and looked at the silly and smiling Bo Lin, then turned his eyes to stare at the beautiful woman with a trembling smile. Although he still had a smile on his face, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Aunt Meng, this little brother is the flower tree and flower in the mansion of Yang Xiaohou, the Marquis of Zhennan. Yang Xiaohou made a special trip to order him to bring a few pots of orchids from outside the territory to send them to the eldest lady for the pleasure." Lin Boman didn't care about this and suddenly smiled darkly again: "To put it, this little brother is also our own 'person'."

"Owner!" The watery peach blossom eyes lit up slightly. The mature and beautiful woman who was called Aunt Meng walked towards Yang Lin with a smile a few steps closer to her. Yingying smiled and said with a charming look on her face: "What do you call this little brother? How many words are placed on the camp?"

"Is it my own again?" Yang Lin was stunned and almost stopped standing. Could it be that the old and immortal secret camp explorers all came to Jiangling to take advantage of their remaining energy? After muttering a few words, Yang Lin flipped his hands, clenched his four fingers, and hummed with a raised middle finger: "The world of Jiuzhou belongs to secrets. I will put three words, gold, silver, copper, iron, and the words 'silver' are the first, and the fifth rank is the middle."

When he heard Yang Lin's words, Aunt Meng's expression suddenly froze. It turned out that when the Ministry of Internal Affairs established the secret camp, the hierarchy of the secret camp was divided into four characters and twelve ranks. The four characters were gold, silver, copper, and iron. Except for He Kui, the chief general of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, who was also in charge of the secret camp, the other deputy general managers and the eunuchs in charge of the local garrison departments generally had the third rank title with the word "jin".

But there are exceptions. For example, Yang Lin's father, Yang Yi, was the deputy envoy of the Secret Camp Nanfu Division, but the real title of the Grand Governor of Zhennan and the Zhennanhou was there. Therefore, Yang Yi's title of "Jin" is ranked alongside He Kui, and is even higher than the second-rank title of the eunuch in charge of the two major eunuchs in the north and south.

The golden head is the silver head. The secret camp's "yin" head is divided into three ranks, the highest rank and the lowest rank. Generally speaking, the secret detectives who have the silver head are also called the "chao head". They are basically all regional supervisors who are below the North and South Town Fu Office and below the eunuchs in charge of the local guards.

Under the silver head, there are two characters in the word "Copper and Iron". The grades are similar. Most of the characters in the word "Copper" are the highest grade and the lowest grade are the characters in charge of secret people under the throne. As for the word "Tie", it is obvious that they are the last secret exploration camp guards in the secret camp. The secret detective with the word "Tie", also known as the "Guard", belongs to the title that does not have official positions. However, these secret agents are also the most active core forces in the secret camp scattered in various places. It can be said that when they wear Qilin robes, they are the "Guards", and when they drag off the Qilin robe, they are the secret detectives.

Generally speaking, the garrison and secret detectives are generally not connected. The garrison and the garrison are responsible for the garrison and violent institutions that openly enforce the law in various yamen in the Southern Tang Dynasty.

The detective is a purely secret type, similar to the KGB-like spy.

"So, it turns out that this little..." Aunt Meng's eyes lit up with a 'bang'. The eyes of Yang Lin gradually turned from the original watery peach blossoms to a hint of fear. The fifth-rank silver-shaped stitch is the place of the middle-level and above the secret camp. Especially, it is not that Aunt Meng has never seen any Hequan-shaped stitches with the silver-shaped stitches, but in addition to those Yinjiu eunuchs, these silver-shaped stitches are also scheming and scheming stitches. When has such a young boy ever served such a key task?

As the saying goes, officials have no rank, and they have great success in their years. With the same official rank, the same rank, a young man in his teenage years old, and a young man in his grade, a fool can tell who has a better future.

Looking at Yang Lin's smile, the sweeter the smile, the more I looked, the more I felt, the more I felt more and more panicked, and I wondered what the purpose of this young superior came here. Like Uncle Lin, she was a very skilled secret detective. Although the secret camp Investigators need to discuss privately, in addition to signing gestures, they also needed some "tokens" as evidence, but the young man was brought by Uncle Lin, and the dead old ghost personally spoke out his identity as "his own". Even if Aunt Meng was cautious, she did not dare to ask Yang Lin to display the token again as evidence.

"This little guy..." After a few vague words, Aunt Meng slowly thought and laughed: "Meng Qingqing, I am not a ninth grade of bronze. Mr. Lin brings this small head here. I wonder what instructions do you have?"
Chapter completed!