Tan Xuan's heart fell to the ground with a "bang" following the falling object.
He clasped the railing tightly with both hands, leaned forward with his upper body, and stretched his eyes downward, staring intently at the lost object that had not yet been noticed by the owner.
The attendant saw that his upper body was hanging out, and he quickly grabbed his sleeves with both hands: "Sir, be careful, what's down there? Go get it, little one."
"Nothing." Tan Xuan retracted his body, lifted up his clothes and went downstairs. He took three steps at a time and almost rolled down.
He hurriedly stabilized his body, collected himself, strode downstairs, stretched out his hand to push away the two prostitutes who were in the way, and stared at the sign that fell to the ground.
People were coming and going around, and the women's soldiers were sitting together in the left corridor. They were at several tables, and no one noticed what was happening here.
He swallowed, his hands were trembling nervously, and he leaned over as unobtrusively as possible. He looked around, and when he saw no one was looking over, he stepped on the sign.
He squatted down and pretended to wipe the uppers of his shoes. He used his big sleeves to cover it up and quickly grabbed the brand into his hands. When he got up, he clenched his fists to cover it up and brought it to his mouth to cough a few times.
The hard wooden sign fell into his sleeve pocket, and he went upstairs to the official room as if nothing had happened. He returned to the pavilion, chatted with the guests for a while, and then left together.
Getting into the sedan from the entrance of Yan Hall, he looked back at the Detachment of Women inside.
The Detachment of Women had no idea that they had dropped something and were still punching and drinking. Only one young man seemed to notice his gaze and looked towards him.
Tan Xuan was particularly keen on the people and things coming out of the Mo Mansion, and he recognized this person at a glance. During the Dragon Boat Festival, under the orders of the deputy envoy of the Jiedushi Yamen, he went to the Zhizhou Yamen to deliver a sunflower painting fan.
He immediately turned around, hurriedly got into the sedan, lowered the curtain, and whispered: "Let's go quickly."
The bearer lifted up the sedan chair and swayed towards the Zhizhou government office.
Tan Xuan took out the wooden sign with one hand, opened the sedan curtain with the other hand, and looked at the wooden sign in the moonlight.
The wooden sign was less than the size of a palm and was similar to the Forbidden Army tokens he had seen in Kyoto. It had the word "Mo" engraved on one side and a phoenix spreading its wings. It seemed to be a token given by Mo Lingfeng to his personal guards.
Tan Xuan was a little disappointed, turned over the wooden sign, glanced at it, and then his eyes widened in shock.
The three words "Dingyuan Army" suddenly pierced his eyes.
Kuanzhou only has the Zhenrong Army, so where did the Dingyuan Army come from?
He frowned, thinking about where the Dingyuan Army came from. He squeezed the wooden sign tightly with both hands and sweated profusely.
"Fuyuan!"
He remembered the military bugle of the Mo family many years ago.
After a full cup of tea, he came back to his senses and quickly put the wooden sign back into his sleeve pocket.
He tried his best to calm down, and at the same time thought of all the clues he had felt when he entered the fortress many times.
The soldiers respected Mo Lingfeng far more than a commander of the Detachment of Women. The soldiers of Zhongjiaqing never mentioned anything about Mo Lingfeng. During the snowstorm, the clothes worn by the soldiers in the fort were obviously different from the military pay and rations issued by the court. .
Seeing this wooden sign, all these doubts were explained.
The Mo family's power in the fort is far more than just a squad of women's soldiers. Instead, they control most of the military power.
The Mo family intends to rebel!
When did this all start?
The change of power of a large army can be achieved so silently. It cannot be accomplished overnight. It must have taken a long time and countless methods to encroach on the fortress.
The entire Kuanzhou officialdom may be complicit!
Did Qin Fang die because he discovered this? After seeing through the secret, is his life also in danger?
Tan Xuan's whole back was covered in cold sweat. When the bearer pressed down the pole of the sedan chair, he came to his senses. He got out of the sedan chair with his back bent and staggered two steps forward.
The attendant supported him: "Sir, are you drunk? There is sobering soup in the kitchen."
Tan Xuan waved his hand and strode towards the inner office study room. The wooden sign was heavy, as if it was going to plunge him into hell.
As soon as he entered the study, he immediately closed the doors and windows, lit the candle on the desk, put the wooden sign on the table, stretched out his hand to polish the ink, spread out the paper, picked up the pen and wrote a memorial letter.
He didn't have time to think about the words he used, and simply stated that Mo Lingfeng had set up his own military horn, and most of the fortress might have been annexed. After the ink dried, he sealed it together with the wooden sign in a sheepskin envelope.
Putting the sheepskin seal in his arms, he opened the study door and ordered his servants to prepare their horses immediately. He wanted to go to the delivery shop himself.
be quick.
Once Mo Yefeng discovers that the token is missing, anyone who goes to the delivery shop will arouse her suspicion.
Under the night, a fast horse rushed to the delivery shop, and used an express delivery to deliver the sheepskin envelope to Kyoto.
Nothing escaped Yin Bei's eyes. After confirming that the things had entered the delivery shop, he immediately returned to Mo Mansion, rushed to Chang Sui's residence, and said to Yin Nan who woke up: "Hurry up and tell the girl, it will be done."
Yin Nan got into the house, came out after a while, and said expressionlessly: "The girl said she got it."
In the evening of the next day, Mo Lingfeng returned to the fort with his soldiers. Within an hour, a sentry came out of the fort with urgent military information. He galloped to the delivery store and wanted to expedite the delivery of the general information at a cost of six hundred miles. Enter Beijing.
On June 27, Kyoto was plunged into a scorching heat, with no sign of autumn at all.
Wu Jin had been holding court in Hanlin Garden for several days. As noon approached, he became more and more unbearably hot. When the waiter came in dripping with sweat, he saw him neatly dressed in a crimson round-collared long-sleeved robe. He was leaning on the desk and flipping through a book. It was stuffy in the room. But I don't see him feeling hot.
When the chamberlain came closer, he saw that Wu Jin's temples were soaked through. He cupped his hands and said, "Xueshi Wu, I would like to see you."
Wu Jin put down his book, stood up and personally greeted Zhang Congfeng outside the garden, who was about to salute, and said with a smile: "The sun is so bright, why is the noble man here at this time? But His Majesty has a purpose?"
Zhang Gongfeng's face was covered with oil from the sun. His collar was loose and his sleeves were rolled up. He smiled and nodded: "Exactly. If His Majesty hadn't asked you to go there to discuss matters, I wouldn't have made the trip. It's too hot."
He took a look at Wu Jin and saw that Wu Jin was well-dressed and clean-faced. He looked at her comfortably and couldn't help but secretly thought that the prince of Jiyang County was being dishonest. If his own family couldn't marry his daughter, why not allow others to marry her?
He stretched out his hand to wipe his face: "Let's go right now, His Majesty is at the Wenzheng Palace."
Wu Jin nodded in response and did not ask more about the reason for the emperor's summons. Instead, Zhang Gongfeng thought about his old friendship and said a few more words: "The second envoy of the Third Division and the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue were both there. They were arguing, so Your Majesty asked. Who is staying at Hanlin Garden today? When I heard it was you, His Majesty asked you to come over."
After Wu Jin heard this, he knew that it was another matter involving the treasury: "Thank you, Sir, for your advice."
The two of them walked all the way to the Wenzheng Hall. When they arrived outside the hall, Wu Jin stopped and Zhang Chongfeng went inside to report.
Soon there was a call, and Wu Jin stepped inside. As soon as he entered the hall, the heat suddenly disappeared, and a cool breeze came from both sides.
Icebergs are placed at the four corners of the palace. Palace attendants hold cooling fans to slowly fan the cool breeze into the palace. Bamboo curtains are hung on the windows on both sides. When the wind blows, they ripple like green waves, making the palace more tranquil.
Wu Jin stepped forward and bowed to the emperor. He saw that in addition to the three chief ministers and deputy envoys mentioned by Zhang Gongfeng, as well as the minister of household affairs, there were also the prince and Wei Fan, who also bowed to him one by one.
