Lin Ji didn't take the affairs of the Editorial Department seriously.
No matter how powerful the eunuchs are, they cannot be as powerful as Jian Tiansi.
After all, the Jian Tiansi is an organization of monks, and it is extremely loose and has a complicated staff. There are many people who would just turn around and leave without leaving Grandpa behind.
It is not uncommon for someone to resign directly and leave when they are not satisfied with their stay.
In the past, Lin Ji didn't understand why Supervisor Tiansi was so lax.
Now he understands that the existence of Jian Tiansi depends on the fate of the Qin Dynasty.
The monks used Da Qin's national luck to practice and break through the realm, and Da Qin also used the Jian Tiansi monks to maintain the stability of various places. .
Just mutual benefit.
And this series of stories gives people the feeling of a loyal dog as soon as they hear it.
A so-called loyal dog will naturally not bite people or cause trouble for its owner.
Except for Gao Qunshu, a top-notch young man who only appeared once in a thousand years, Jian Tiansi has always been a defender of Great Qin. After all, Jian Tiansi also relies on the national destiny of Great Qin for its existence.
Therefore, any emperor will never distrust Jian Tiansi.
In this case, the so-called Editorial Department will naturally not be able to bite the Supervisor Tiansi.
...
At night.
In the inn room, Lin Ji didn't want to, but had to listen to the conversations in the rooms next door.
He has the Heavenly Ear and Six Consciousness Returning Technique of Buddhism. Now he is a monk in the Sun Travel Realm. His vigilance is much higher than that of ordinary people. He really didn't mean to hear it.
"Master Shen, if you go to the capital this time, you will behead someone at least, or implicate the nine clans at worst." Fu'an lowered his voice and said, "From being a third-grade official to being in this situation, has Master Shen ever regretted it?"
"Bah, you eunuch." Shen Hong spat hard, but he was short of breath.
Fu'an's face was sprayed with blood, and some of it was even stained on his clothes.
But he didn't care.
"We can't understand why you, a good third-grade official and the prefect of Yangzhou, are so ignorant?"
Fu'an tapped the table with his fingers and said unhurriedly: "Our family still remembers that when we served the late emperor, you were the number one scholar appointed by the late emperor in the court. At that time, all the princes and ministers were congratulating you. You are very beautiful."
"I have been an official for more than twenty years, and I have risen from being a seventh-grade scholar to becoming the prefect of Yangzhou... Logically speaking, you shouldn't be so ignorant."
Shen Hong said angrily: "Isn't it sensible? Do I have to watch tens of thousands of people suffer in Yangzhou and turn a blind eye to that despicable villain to be considered sensible?"
"On this journey, I have seen so many refugees and so many corpses on the roadside! Fu'an, are you really not worried at all?"
Fu'an sneered.
"Our family only works for the Holy Spirit. What does the life and death of others have to do with our family?"
"Serving the Holy Spirit? I thought your master was that cheap maid!"
Fu'an's expression suddenly changed and he slapped Shen Hong on the face.
Snapped!
"Be bold!"
Shen Hong was knocked to the ground by a slap, and there was more blood foam in his mouth.
He was already extremely weak, and this slap almost knocked away his remaining strength.
Soon, Shen Hong could only sob, but could not utter a single sentence.
"Our family is really crazy. We are wasting our time with a lunatic like you." Fu'an left the room with a look of surprise.
the other side.
Lin Ji, who stretched his ears, felt a little unfinished when he heard this.
"The prisoner turned out to be the magistrate of Yangzhou." He was a little surprised.
The prefect of a state is equivalent to the town official of Supervisor Tiansi.
This is a civil official who is in charge of the people's livelihood of a state and is the mainstay of the imperial court.
Such a person ended up like this. Although he didn't know the inside story, Lin Ji still got some clues from the conversation just now.
"So Yangzhou also suffered a disaster...Is it because Shen Hong was not in a good position to provide disaster relief? But it doesn't sound like it."
After thinking for a moment, Lin Ji couldn't think of a reason, so he stopped thinking about it.
A night of silence.
In the early morning of the next day, Lin Ji got up early and ordered a bowl of clear noodle soup for breakfast in the hotel lobby.
After just two bites, I saw the officials from the Compilation Department also coming downstairs.
You Fu'an's men took out a piece of silver, which amounted to at least twenty taels.
The innkeeper took the money and trotted to the kitchen.
By the time Lin Ji finished his bowl of noodles, delicacies from the mountains and seas were already placed on the tables of the clerks.
Lin Ji was already full, but when he saw those delicacies, he felt a little outrageous.
"Waiter, what time is it now?" Lin Ji suddenly stopped the waiter.
"Replying to the guest officer, it's just past midnight." The waiter replied quickly.
Lin Ji let the waiter go and watched Fu An take a sip of shark fin, rinse his mouth and then spit it out. He really couldn't help it and started talking to himself.
"What kind of treatment? I just have to rinse my mouth with shark fins."
Fu'an glanced at Lin Ji, but one of his men looked cold and wanted to get up, but was held down by Fu'an.
They all ignored Lin Ji.
Lin Ji was in high spirits, mainly due to imbalance.
If he really relied on the salary from the imperial court to live his life, Lin Ji, a fourth-rank official, would not be so luxurious.
Seeing that the eunuchs in the editing department were silent, Lin Ji asked, "How much is the monthly salary of your editing department? Twenty taels of silver for breakfast?"
Originally, Fu'an didn't want to pay attention to Lin Ji.
Everyone in Jian Tiansi is troublesome, and fourth-grade commanders are even more difficult to provoke.
Those who can become commanders must be those who have come from a sect family to gain experience and have made great achievements.
Or they are elites trained by Jian Tiansi as direct descendants.
Either way is not easy to mess with.
But Lin Ji spoke first, and Fu An could only respond.
He chuckled twice and said, "It's just a little money."
"Twenty taels of silver is not too much. This money is enough for a family of five to live a comfortable life for a period of time." Lin Ji said with a smile, "Even though I am not short of money, I am not so extravagant. .”
"They're all rewards from above." Fu'an frowned slightly and casually prevaricated.
Seeing that they didn't want to talk anymore, Lin Ji didn't bother to talk to them anymore and was about to get up and go back to the room to take a nap.
But before he could get up, two men and one woman suddenly walked in outside the inn.
These three people had good temperaments. After entering, they didn't even look at Fu An, the others, or Lin Ji. Instead, they found a table to sit down by themselves, and asked the waiter to serve a few bowls of clear soup noodles.
Fu'an and others looked at the three people for a few times and then stopped paying attention.
Lin Ji didn't want to leave.
Others couldn't tell, but he stayed up all night studying Buddhism, and many things couldn't be hidden from his eyes.
These two men and one woman were obviously hostile to the policemen from the Department of Compilation.
"It's not just hostility, but also murderous intent...it's quite well hidden."
Lin Ji ordered a pot of wine with great interest and ate the melon at close range.
Soon, the two men and one woman finished eating the noodles, and one of them, a man with a Chinese character, stood up and walked to the counter, as if he wanted to pay.
But just as he was passing by the desk of the Editorial Department, he suddenly drew his sword and a cold light flashed.
clang!
There was a crisp sound.
The sneak attack was blocked.
