The crowd galloped all the way, and finally arrived in Luoyang, which was still under martial law a few days later.

Since Ji Zheng was coerced by Fang Li to tell the way to communicate with Lu Lu, Fang Li was surprised to find that the entire Luoyang City had almost leaked into a sieve, and in a fit of anger, he no longer gave Ji Zheng face, and ordered all the Tang troops to be stationed in Luoyang City, including the officials under Luoyang Ling, who were replaced by Tang soldiers.

In order to avoid spies from transmitting information to the outside world, Cao Ren put all Luoyang City under martial law, and the purge in the city has not yet ended.

The atmosphere in the city was very tense, and he could see that the people around him were vaguely disgusted with Tang Jun, Fang Li couldn't help frowning: "What's the matter?" ”

Cao Ren mentioned this matter with a belly of anger, and complained: "A few days ago, Tianchen found out that a tailor shop in the city was the foothold of the spies of Wu Guo, so he wanted to send someone to serve him, but he never thought that those spies were so bold that they actually hid blades and bows and crossbows to fight with the ministers, and the movement was a little bigger, and now all Luoyang knows about it." ”

Fang Li paused, but finally didn't say anything.

Cao Ren is too reckless in this matter, it is more suitable to rush and kill on the battlefield than to search for secret agents, and it seems that the establishment of an intelligence department cannot be delayed.

The Tang Mansion has been built, and it is located in the alley not far from the palace, covering a wide area and a magnificent atmosphere, and Mi Yue and others have moved over early.

Walking near the mansion, Fang Li saw a long line of carriages lined up at the gate, making the alley congested.

Fang Li twitched the corners of his mouth: "What's going on?" ”

"Returning to the lord, these are all famous families and important civil and military ministers in Luoyang City."

Cao Ren pointed to a petty official who was handing over the name card with a smiling face by the door and said, "The minister has already said that the lord is not in Luoyang, these people are just unwilling, and they don't need to see Tang Gong in person." ”

Seeing that Menzi pushed the person in for a long time and put the person in, Fang Li's face instantly turned cold: "You all accepted all the gifts given by these people?" ”

"The ministers don't dare, everything in the house is handled by the lady." Speaking of Mrs. Miyue, Cao Ren couldn't help but praise again and again, "Madam said that no gifts will be accepted, but people can still see them." ”

Fang Li eased his expression at this time and did not pursue it further.

It was already dusk, the carriages and horses in front of the house were still only increasing, Fang Li felt a headache when he saw it, Xun Yu went to Shangshu Province to sort out government affairs as soon as he entered the city, Fang Li thought about it, and simply pushed Jia Xu out: "Wenhe, you first temporarily serve as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, go and deal with these things, and the widow wants to go to the palace to meet the Son of Heaven." ”

Jia Xu turned over and dismounted, and saluted gently: "Thank you, lord." ”

Ji Zheng had already heard that Fang Li and his party had entered Luoyang, and he waited until dusk in court clothes with trembling, and was relieved to see that no one had reported yet, he was frightened by the hand before, and now he was terrified when he heard Fang Li's name.

As soon as he ordered the chamberlain to prepare dinner, a guard came to report to Tang Gong to ask to see him, Ji Zheng's heart twitched, and he quickly sorted out his clothes and greeted him in person.

Failed to go home to change into court clothes, Fang Li is still wearing the red and black armor of the Tang Army, and the solemn aura on the battlefield has not yet dissipated, and he looks very tall and mighty.

Seeing that Ji Zheng actually came out to greet him in person, Fang Li took off his helmet and knelt on one knee, and shouted: "Minister Fang Li greets Your Majesty!" ”

How dare Ji Zheng take Fang Li's big salute seriously, hurriedly took three steps and two steps to hold Fang Li's arm, and pulled the person with a friendly smile and walked in: "Aiqing has worked hard all the way, you don't have to come to see you today, why don't you rest and rest?" ”

Compared to before, Ji Zheng's attitude became both friendly and respectful, as if Fang Li was not the one who overthrew his last bit of strength and blackmailed the Son of Heaven to order the princes, but an elder who watched him grow up.

Fang Li was satisfied, and said in his heart that this Ji Zheng had finally learned to be a little better, so he was also happy to accompany him to play a good show between the monarch and the minister, and he didn't make it difficult.

waited until nightfall, Ji Zheng reluctantly sent Fang Li out of the palace, and instructed the chamberlain to send Tang Gong out of the palace safely, which was both a reward and a care, just like the image of a Ming Jun who loves his ministers like a son.

Fang Li respectfully thanked him on his face, and couldn't stop sneering in his heart-Ji Zheng really didn't give up yet.

Luoyang is surging, and the countries are eyeing each other, Fang Li will not delay any longer, and when he returns to the mansion, he will let Jia Xu come over secretly.

Jia Xu had just finished cleaning up the visitors from the Tang Mansion, and before he could even drink the hot tea when he returned to the mansion, he heard Fang Li's order to summon him, so he had to turn back again.

In the study, Fang Li and Jia Xu sat opposite each other, and the guards outside the door were all sent to the courtyard, and no one was allowed to come in or eavesdrop.

Jia Xu saw that this battle was not small, and couldn't help asking, "Lord, what happened?" ”

"Wenhe rest assured, it's fine." Fang Li took out a stack of blank paper from the desk and handed it over, "Let's take a look at this first, what do you think?" ”

Taking the paper blankly, Jia Xu lowered his head and studied for a long time, his eyes getting brighter and brighter: "The lord wants to set up an internal guard?" ”

"Not bad." Fang Li picked up the teacup. "Presumably, Wen He also discovered that although we have won consecutive battles since the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, most of them are the last to come, because we have too few spies in various countries."

"That's why the widow came up with the idea." Fang Li took a sip of tea and looked at Jia Xu with a smile, "Wen Ruo and Zhong De are too upright, filial piety is in the Wei State, and the widow thinks about everyone, so only Wen He is the most suitable to be in charge of the internal guard and the eyes of the widow." ”

Although the name is Neiwei, the internal composition is not as sneaky as Wu Zetian, Fang Li is actually imitating the functional composition of the Jinyi Guard, and then in connection with the reality of Datang, there is this draft.

Jia Xu's hand holding the white paper trembled slightly: "According to the lord's words, the internal guard is not only responsible for collecting intelligence information from various countries, but also supervising hundreds of officials internally?" ”

"Exactly." Fang Li nodded, "This is just the widow's preliminary idea, if Wen He has something to add, he can put it forward." ”

"No, it's a genius idea!" Jia Xu's facial muscles twitched slightly, and he suddenly arched his hand and said, "Thank you for your trust, I am willing to be the eyes of the lord and help the lord see the world clearly!" ”

Fang Li smiled and helped Jia Xu up: "Wenhe's ability is not doubtful, but it must be appropriate in terms of supervising hundreds of officials, my Datang foundation is undecided, don't let the widows' humerus feel cold, as for people, you can ask Dian Wei to ask for it, and he will help Wenhe to do it clearly." ”

"I understand." Jia Xu put away the paper with the structure of the internal guard function, solemnly gave a deep salute, and left the Tang Mansion again at night.

Fang Li looked at Jia Xu's hurried back, his gaze deep.

After all, there are only a few talents summoned, and this year, the Tang State has been at a disadvantage in the war, and there must be spies from the enemy country who have infiltrated the center of the Tang Dynasty, and if these nails are not pulled out, Fang Li will not even be able to sleep peacefully.

With an intelligence agency, the next step is to imitate the special forces and create a sharp knife for the Tang State.

This winter is cold, but it couldn't have come at a better time.