The night over Shenjing darkened, the twilight was heavy, and the distant lights reflected Jia Cong's long shadow, as well as the shadows of the alleys, the walls and eaves of the alleys, the alleys, the eaves of the alleys, and the trees. Inside the huge Zhengyangmen City Cave, the gate has been closed.

The officers and soldiers of the Jinyi Guard Admiral Yamen and the Infantry Army Commander Yamen guarded both sides, standing still like nails, few people dared to approach the front street, and the Admiral's Yamen was inside the Zhengyang Gate, on the left side in front of the Noon Gate.

The security and defense of Gyeonggi are the strictest in the country, and the Zhengyang Gate belongs to the imperial city, and then the Forbidden City is inside, surrounded by layers, and the emperor is in charge of the army with his own hands.

Now that the time of curfew has passed, even if there is an edict from the emperor, the door cannot be opened, and the rules set by Taizu Taizong, the law of the ancestors cannot be violated, in order to protect the safety of these rulers.

"This point is overlooked, I am not an official, how can I enter Zhengyangmen? What's more, it is already curfew at this time. Fortunately, it doesn't hurt to delay this matter for two or three days, except for me, Teacher Qin, and those engineering officials, no one knows the importance of Ji Yang to the emperor, and Jia Zhen naturally can't know either, I'm afraid they think I'm stupid, right? It's best that way...... I can't enter the Admiral's Yamen, I can only think of another way, and I don't know if the remaining hundred households are in the outer city? ”

Jia Cong is not chaotic in the face of danger, not impatient or impatient, and the ups and downs of his two lives have taught him to be calm in situations and listen to thunder in a silent place, the calmer he is, the more he can handle things well. If people have super self-control over themselves and are more ruthless to themselves than others, then they are half the battle.

Sun Fu and the others silently followed Jia Cong back, and the son did things and had his own opinions, and they didn't intervene.

Jia Cong wanted to go back to Qin's house in Nancheng to rest for one night, and look at the situation tomorrow, his legs on the saddle were sore, and he didn't know how many times he had worn out when he learned to ride a horse, but he didn't realize it at this time. The sound of horses' hooves rattled quickly, and they quickly entered the Nanda Street, and suddenly a few horses galloped towards them, and immediately lit up the papier-mâché lanterns, and vaguely distinguishable flying fish suits and embroidered spring knives.

"Why are you lingering when it's almost curfew? Are you homeless? The first brocade guard asked sternly with an expressionless face.

The security of the Beijing Division is the Jinyi Guard, the Nine Gate Infantry, the Five Battalions of the Patrol and Arrest, and the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division of the Metropolitan Procuratorate are jointly governed by the city. The duties of the Jinyi Guard are to arrest, security, and stand guard, not every Jinyi Guard is a powerful person, in addition to secret agents, it may also be a Han general standing guard, or repairing sewers.

The curfew in the outer city is actually not as strict as that in the inner city, the east is rich and the west is expensive, many aristocratic families sing every night, drunk and dreaming of death, they don't dare to care, and they also scare and scare the citizens who have no power, Jia Cong held down his joy and responded: "The people of Rongguo Mansion in Xicheng are going home, and the military master can know the remaining hundred households?" ”

The Jinyi Wei who led the troops wanted to ask "why do the people of Xicheng go to Nancheng at night", but when he heard Jia Cong's words, there were "Rongguo Mansion" and "Yu Baihu", so he stopped and turned around to pass a few words, and after waiting for a while, another team of patrol officers and soldiers came over, and it was Yu Biao who took the lead.

Yu Biao is an errand in Beijing, several business trips have meritorious, and now he is promoted to a thousand households as he wishes, he presses the embroidered spring knife in one hand, holds the reins in the other, gallops over in the dark and circulates around Jia Cong and others, and orders the officers and soldiers behind him: "You go to the front to patrol, this is really the son of Jiafu, I have seen it." ”

Those officers and soldiers took the order and left, Yu Biao changed his face, raised the lantern and shone it over, "Jia Gongzi is so unsafe to walk at night like this......"

"I don't know if you can find a place to talk?" Jia Cong tried to find out that Luo Guoqi's death, Yu Biao sold his favor, and Yu Biao would not sell his favor for no reason, which shows that he Jia Cong is useful and valuable to him.

"That's exactly what I mean." Yu Biao's cheekbones bulged, and he squeezed out a smile: "The former prince Yu's governor's mansion official also asked someone to look for you, I heard it, and said that you seem to have gone to study with Qin Lang again, so they just stopped, I guess you will get the news in a few days, so go to Qin Mansion." ”

found a friend of Jinyiwei, and Jia Cong settled down on the secret matter.

……

The oil fire filled the ear room of the Qin Mansion, dispelling the cold of the early autumn evening, putting tea on the table, awakening incense to refresh the mind, Qin Zhong put the bald iron cone behind his buttocks, one end of a thick rope was tied to his hair, and the other end was tied to the beam, Qin Keqing held the scroll on the kang and looked at it idly.

Qin Tong followed, Jia Cong drove into the door, Qin Keqing put down the scroll, and got up gracefully: "Senior brother is back, what about your master?" ”

"The teacher has something to do, I'll bring someone to discuss something, from the yamen." Jia Cong looked at Qin Zhong funny: "It's really hard work." ”

"That is, the head hangs over the beam, the cone pierces the strands, otherwise you can't go to high school, or thanks to you. Since I am a person in the yamen, it is inconvenient for me to go out, so my junior brother has taken this place as his home, and he has eaten? Qin Keqing asked softly.

"It's been a busy day, it's been a running day, let's see later." Jia Cong nodded and went out.

Qin Keqing beckoned and instructed the girl: "There is still left in the kitchen, go and serve two bowls of lotus seed soup, heat it up, and add a bowl of sour plum soup." ”

The living room sat down, Yu Biao didn't eat, Jia Cong told him about Qin Ye's secret folding, and took it out of his sleeve.

Yu Biao stared at him for a while, and Jia Cong was still safe under his gaze.

"Since it is a private matter of the saint, it should be handed over by my brocade guard, and I ask the prince to keep his mouth shut, and don't tell anyone about it." Yu Biao spoke eloquently, but the warning was obvious.

"Adults are too worried, I don't talk much." Jia Cong picked up a small spoon and dug a spoonful of soup and ate it himself.

"Very good, those who know the times are Junjie, I am duty, when I have a son to take care of me in the future." Yu Biao accepted the secret fold and hurried out of the house overnight, his brocade clothes and waist card, as soon as he opened the door tomorrow, he could go directly to the interior.

Jia Cong didn't need to chew, swallowed the lotus seed soup with a lot of dates, cleared the bitterness, and then drank the sour plum soup to relieve the hunger of the day, Qin Keqingyu held the door with his hand, moved in and sat down, "Is it delicious?" ”

"Hmm."

"I think my junior brother has something on his mind? Is it my business that is affecting you? Senior sister is so useless, she keeps you running. Qin Keqing blamed herself very much, and felt sorry for her junior brother.

"No, no." Jia Cong pursed her lips, didn't say anything, and made a nasal voice: "Senior sister is so beautiful today." ”

"You've learned to flamm." Qin Keqing smiled, Jia Cong's eyes were all the time, and he hurriedly didn't squint: Zi said, food and sex. I have not seen a virtuous person like a lustful person.

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Daming Palace is the architectural symbol of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, and the capital of Dashun was destroyed in a war at the end of the Ming Dynasty. The dynasty is fixed, rebuilt, has long been unrecognizable, this Daming Palace is not the other Daming Palace, it is the palace of the Yongle Emperor to rest and deal with government affairs.

Early in the morning, Yu Biao released the waist card into the palace, has been kneeling under the main hall of the Danqi, Yongle Emperor Ling Chenghei passed the six departments of the nine Qing "widows have diseases", a few days not to go to court, so there are many ministers, six officials of the nine secretaries, science and technology officials waiting in the duty room.

"Crunch" The door of the palace opened, the two deacons and eunuchs opened the door, standing outside the door, the tall Jinyi Guard, the Han general, and the royal guard with a knife lined up on both sides, which made people a little more afraid.

The early morning sun shone into the splendid Daming Palace, Yu Biao raised his head, Dai Quan held the dust in his hand, "Yu Qianhu, go in and talk back." ”