There is a former grandson who is always thinking about changing the dynasty, a dozen princes who are eyeing the supreme position, and a saint who has worked hard for more than ten years and has reached his twilight years.
It is still unclear who will win in this world.
But what is foreseeable is that Chang'an City will not be as peaceful as before.
Han Changmu pursed his lips and looked coldly at the rainy distance.
No matter how Xie Liang met, or those princes and grandsons, they were all so energetic and tiring when doing things.
Meng Suige and He Zhenfu pushed open the door and entered, bringing in a damp vapor.
The rain was pouring down from heaven to earth, and puddles of water of different shades had accumulated on the ground. The Liuhe boots and the hems of their clothes were soaked by the rain, leaving large water marks. The rain dripped along the edges of their clothes. The ones fell all over the floor.
When the two of them entered the door, what they saw was Han Changmu standing by the window looking slightly tired.
Mr. Han, who was always as energetic as a chicken's blood, actually showed signs of fatigue. Meng Suige and He Zhenfu looked at each other in surprise.
When Han Changmu heard the noise, he turned around. The fatigue and slump all over his body dissipated in an instant, and he said with an indifferent expression: "Have you finished searching the dormitories?"
They both claimed that they were. Meng Sui took a step forward, handed a few pieces of tissue paper in his hand to Han Changmu, and said in a deep voice: "I found marks on the inner wall of the fifth dormitory, and another one on the third dormitory." Marks were found on the wall outside the house, but I did not destroy them."
Han Changmu flipped through these pieces of paper, which recorded in detail the location and number of the eight houses, as well as the position and style of the marks.
Among the eight dormitories, two are located on the west side, and the remaining six are located on the east side. There is no pattern in their distribution.
The marks found in the cell were found in the Zoroastrian Temple of the Four Saints Sect, so the inner guards were able to find these marks so smoothly.
But what is puzzling is when were these marks left and who left them?
Furthermore, each time a scholar enters the hall, his or her dormitory will be randomly drawn and assigned. Scholars cannot predict in advance which dormitory they will be assigned to, so what is the use of making these marks.
This game will be assigned to this number, but there is no guarantee that the next game will be assigned to the shit number.
However, money can make a difference. There are many scholars who come from rich families and have a distinguished family, and the Imperial Guards are not monolithic, and there are also some who want money rather than their lives.
If there are scholars who are willing to spend money, and if there are guardsmen who dare to put their heads on their belts, they may be able to get the house they want.
Han Changmu twisted the corner of the paper and said softly: "Arrange the inner guards to keep an eye on these dormitories. When the scholars enter the hall in the future, arrange the inner guards to watch the Feihong Bridge from a high place."
Meng Suige and He Zhenfu understood in an instant and responded in unison.
Han Changmu suspected that someone in the Forbidden Army was unclean.
But thinking about it, there are many forbidden troops in the Gongyuan. If there are only one or two who have different intentions, the copper and iron walls will leak into a sieve, and the hands of people with ulterior motives will be able to penetrate all holes.
After talking about the situation in the dormitory, He Zhenfu began to talk about the situation in the official office: "The two people who left that night have been found out. One is Yu Qing, who is the head of the Siyuan Division of the Ministry of Revenue, and the other is Li Jie, who is the head of the Ministry of War. It was found out that Li Jie had been in the Ministry of War for sixteen years and was promoted to doctor just last year, and Yu Qing also went to the Ministry of War.
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The person who was transferred to the Ministry of Household Affairs in 1999 was the head of the household department, and he and Li Jie were on the same footing. Yu Qing lived in Chongxianfang, and Li Jie lived in Tongjifang. "
Han Changmu tapped the desk twice with his fingers: "In other words, these two people have nothing to do with each other."
He Zhenfu nodded and said: "It seems like this on the surface, but I found out that there is something wrong with Li Jie."
Han Changmu raised his eyelids and whispered in surprise: "What's the problem?"
He Zhenfu thought: "According to records, Li Jie is over fifty years old."
Han Changmu suddenly became interested, sneered, and said sarcastically: "A person over fifty years old can flip through windows so neatly. It seems that he has been practicing martial arts all year round."
He Zhenfu also smiled and shook his head: "Sir, this Li Jie is a civil servant. He has no strength. When he was young, it was difficult to open the windows. Now that he is over fifty, it will probably be even more difficult."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows: "Then let's keep an eye on this Li Jie and see how he managed to suddenly become so skilled when he was over fifty years old."
He Zhenfu should claim it is.
The night was getting darker, the rain was rolling in violently, and the sound of thunder on the glass windows was loud.
After saying these things, Han Changmu stared silently, seeming a little absent-minded.
Meng Suige and He Zhenfu also lowered their heads in tacit understanding and said nothing.
After a moment of silence, Han Changmu asked quietly: "What's going on at Yao Canjun's place?"
Meng Suige and He Zhenfu looked at each other and shook their heads: "There was no movement."
Han Changmu was silent for a moment and waved his hand: "Go."
Meng Suige and He Zhenfu walked out with their heads lowered. As soon as they reached the door, He Zhenfu suddenly turned around and spoke carefully, but his words were firm: "Sir, I think that there is no problem for Yao to join the army."
Han Changmu stared deeply at He Zhenfu, his expressionless expression still being those two words: "Go."
He Zhenfu took a step forward, murmuring at the corner of his lips, and wanted to say something else, but when his sleeves moved, he turned around and saw Meng Suige shaking his head slightly. He opened his mouth, said yes, and followed Meng Suige away.
Walking out of the room, Meng Suige complained: "Why are you talking about this? Don't you know what Yao did before joining the army?"
He Zhenfu pursed his lips: "I just think that Yao Canjun is still sure of right and wrong."
Meng Suige raised his eyebrows and said, "Then it depends on how she does it."
He Zhenfu was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Yes, what kind of mentality do I have?" He patted Meng Suigai on the shoulder: "It's still the same old rules, you go and keep an eye on Yao Canjun, and I'll keep an eye on the official office. ."
Meng Suige nodded and said, "Although it's raining heavily tonight, which is not conducive to our work, we can't be careless."
Just after Chouchu, the rain gradually stopped, and the lights outside Mingyuan Building were reflected in the puddles.
Shining brightly like the stars in the sky.
After completing their inspection, the imperial guards pushed the door open and walked into the hut. They took off their heavy rain-soaked raincoats, wiped the rainwater from their faces, and smiled at the blurry person standing next to them in the shadows: "Those are the three things. It’s the end of the month and it’s still going to be really cold if it rains.”
The vague-faced man chuckled indistinctly, and his voice was as cold as rain: "The master didn't call the villain here to talk about the weather, right?"
The Imperial Guard smiled sinisterly, the flesh on his cheeks trembled, he bent down and took out a sachet from the leg of his leather boots.
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Holding it in his hand: "This was just thrown in."
The face of the blurry man darkened, and his voice was cold: "You threaten me!"
The Forbidden Army shook his head and smiled: "That's right. It's just to collect some interest in advance to prevent you from defaulting on your debt."
The vague-faced man snorted coldly, took out a pouch from his sleeve, pinched it at his fingertips, and then threw it to the imperial army: "This is one hundred taels."
The Forbidden Army weighed the bag, threw the light bag over with his backhand, and said with a smile: "This is just interest, you should prepare the rest earlier. If you can't hand it over on the day of release, don't be blamed. Brother, I will hand you over in exchange for a reward of silver."
The vague-faced man showed no fear at all. He stared at the imperial army with a cold look, turned around and walked into the night with a sneer.
The room fell into dead silence for a moment. After a moment of silence, there was a pop, and a candle lit up under the window.
The Imperial Guard trembled and looked at the curtain illuminated by candlelight.
The curtains were swaying, and the lights shining on them flickered on and off, which was quite strange.
He Zhenfu sat under the opened curtain, with a faint smile on his lips, looking at the Imperial Army without making a sound.
The imperial guard hurriedly put on a smile on his face and said with a flattering smile: "My lord, my lord, I am humbled by my position. I think this is a sacrifice of my merits."
He Zhenfu glanced at the Imperial Guards lightly: "How serious a crime is cheating in the imperial examination?"
The Imperial Guard's face turned pale, his smile became even more embarrassing, and he said tremblingly: "A humble position, a humble position, oh no, villain, villain. How can this be called fraud? At most, the adults in Mingyuan Building want to Bring something in from outside, little man, little man, it just passed through your hands."
"Have you passed through one hand?" He Zhenfu laughed suddenly: "Young general Rong, don't be humble about yourself." He dusted his sleeves casually: "You know how many things you passed back and forth. I also know it in my heart.”
The Honorable Imperial Army pursed his lips in embarrassment, but he dared to be angry and dared not speak. He swallowed: "Sir, master, villain, villain, I will definitely do more meritorious deeds. Do more meritorious deeds."
He Zhenfu sneered: "For meritorious service, what merit do you use for meritorious service?"
The Royal Guards were stunned for a moment: "Little man, little man, no matter who asks me to hand over something from now on, little man, I will tell the adults."
He Zhenfu raised his eyebrows and changed the subject: "What's in the bag?"
The Imperial Guards laughed hurriedly and said, "It's a bamboo whistle, yellow in color, and it looks like it's old."
He Zhenfu was surprised, but his face showed no signs of it. He nodded: "Young General Rong, please remember what you just said. No matter how big or small, you will report everything back to the Department of Internal Security."
"Yes, it's a humble position, I understand." The Honorable Imperial Army secretly slandered, his heart and mind full of impatience, and he regretted that he was greedy for that little money and got himself involved.
A shallow puddle of rainwater accumulated on the eaves of the corridor, sliding down slowly along the green tiles, hitting the ground drop by drop, causing splashes of water.
He Zhenfu stood in the shadow under the eaves of the corridor, watching the vague-faced man step on the water all over the floor, walked to the door of the first floor of Mingyuan Building, squeezed a few handfuls of water from under his clothes, and bent down to wipe the uppers of his shoes. There were water stains on my bed before I walked into Mingyuan Building.
He Zhenfu followed quietly and saw the man walking into the official hall.
The light in the official hall was very dark. Only two lamps were lit next to the screen at the entrance, which could illuminate the small area in front of the screen.
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