After more than 200 years, the Fenghe Dynasty has been prosperous so far. 79 novels.79 novels m→ dust 緣文學{]./ /CY.//√●◆

At the foot of the Son of Heaven, the majority of restaurants and teahouses, because the folk customs are open, in their spare time, there are always people in groups of three or five to chat about some hot "door" topics, among which the most talked-about is the brocade "door", embroidered "door", the two major imperial court institutions.

Jin 'door', specializing in arresting people and raiding homes and other violent work, embroidery 'door' is responsible for intelligence work, the two 'doors' and 'doors' never meet each other, nor do they contact each other, they belong to the independent ministry 'door', only obey the king's orders.

Compared with the mystery of embroidered "door", the influence of brocade "door" is relatively greater, and it is more widely known, and the master of brocade "door" and "door" is nicknamed "living Hades" by the world, which shows its ruthlessness.

Embroidered 'door' corner:

Bai Lian was in an extremely 'yin' cold room, there was only a faint high light in the room, hitting her unusually pale face, the candlelight was weak and weak, flickering bright and dark, all around her, there were high and dense wooden shelves, one pavilion after another labeled, and when she got closer, you could see the small seal characters on it, the wind and the autumn of 238, the wind and the winter events of 239, and the wind and the 240 years of 'spring' waterlogging......

"'Gate' Lord, this is the news that came back from all over the country this morning, and it has been clearly classified according to the six divisions, please check the 'Gate' Lord." A man of average medium height knocked on the 'door', and behind him, carrying a box.

"Well, let's go down." Bai Lian raised his head to block the bright light that blocked the 'dew' coming in, and said indifferently.

"Yes." The three of them silently retreated, and the 'door' closed, as if the confined space had never been disturbed.

Bai Lian sighed secretly, she has been grounded in this place for a whole year, replaced by ordinary people, I am afraid that she will have gone crazy a long time ago, in fact, she was also crazy at the beginning, although the room is very large, but she can't get out after all, back and forth in this place, accompanied by her, there is only endless chronicles of the past dynasties, ironically, grounding her, not an order, but the sun, her original body, is a modern medicine can not explain the "photosight", that is, the patient is afraid of seeing the light, once the sun is encountered, the whole body is red and swollen, and some even molt,' Hair's hair turns white.

She sneered at the time, if she had such ability, the first thing she would do after returning to her body was not to go to him, but to apply for the Nobel Prize in Medicine.

Later, the system took a step back and told her some ways to alleviate the symptoms, but unfortunately the "medicine" materials are precious and scarce.

Open the box, really separated by six small areas, Bai Lian started from the leftmost part of the household, opened a volume and looked at it, she read quickly, from time to time with a vermilion pen to write comments and suggestions, or directly circle the dots, their embroidery 'door' duty is to secretly check the official style of officials in various places, although it is not as fine as eating, drinking and sleeping, but at least it can 'feel' its character and 'sex' as a person.

The original body can hold such a heavy position, her IQ is naturally extraordinary, and she also has the ability to never forget, so she can confidently say that the events of the wind and the dynasty in the past 20 years, pile by pile, are firmly in her heart.

"Jinji, I summoned you here to go to Jiangnan, and the embroidered 'door' found out that the amount of official silver in the Jiangnan area was insufficient, and the amount was huge. Emperor Fenghe has a calm face, his face is displeased, the officials are corrupt, the superior can turn a blind eye, and can stretch his hand into their treasury, I believe that no matter how big the emperor is, he will be angry, not to mention that Emperor Fenghe has always boasted of being wise.

"Obey." The brocade salutes.

"This is an investigation report on embroidered 'doors.'" Emperor Feng He handed him a small volume of books on his desk.

Jin Yan took it and opened it on the spot, familiar font, familiar tone, familiar... Be organized.

He read ten lines at a glance and read them very quickly, but he was still holding them, as if he was thinking about something.

"Jin Aiqing ......" Emperor Feng He is over forty years old, sitting on the dragon chair is tall and burly, like his 'sex', vigorous and resolute.

When Jin Yi heard the word Jin Aiqing, he restrained his thoughts, and listened respectfully, Emperor Feng He would only call him Jin Aiqing when he wanted to vent his feelings.

"Jin Aiqing and Xiu Aiqing were both personally selected by me at the beginning of my reign, and so far, there have been more than ten years, right?"

"Back to Your Majesty, eleven years, three months and twelve days," Jin Yu blurted out, his eyes couldn't help but move to the lower left corner of the scroll in his palm, and the few words of Qingxiu were exactly the eleventh year and March 12 in his mouth, and a strange thought crossed his heart, or rather, it was itchy, indescribable sleepiness and curiosity.

Xiu Bai Lian, this name, he listened to it for eleven years, three months and twelve days, they joined the company on the same day, they were the 'door' masters on the same day, they were both orphans, they were all doing things for Feng and the emperor, one was in the light, the other was in the dark, he knew "him", and "he" also knew him.

They cooperate tacitly, "he" is responsible for providing the most detailed information, and he is responsible for dealing with the problem in the shortest possible time.

His brocade face, no one in the capital knows it, "he" embroidered white practice, but no one knows, look at his handwriting, pen power is clear, should be a gentle young man.

Boy? Jin Ji thought of this word, and couldn't help but chuckle, after more than ten years, even if he became the master of Jin 'Gate' and 'Gate' at the age of eighteen, now he is also the year of his establishment, how can he be called a young man again.

But "his" handwriting is really unchanged, the first time I saw the amazing "Yan", beautiful as if a cardamom young "girl", slim "jade" standing, Jin Ji thought, at that time he wrote a bad hand, because every day looking at such a beautiful word, he secretly swore that he should also be like "him" in general, so he continued to practice words diligently, and now, it can be regarded as a shot.

What kind of person is it, what kind of heart 'sex', can be done for more than ten years, and the 'waves' are not prosperous.

Walk out of the palace 'door', and stuff the report to the 'chest', the brocade is still the brocade that people and ghosts are afraid of.

"The team of the 'gate' lord and the brocade 'gate' lord left the city 'gate' at the same time," the next day, Xiubai Lian got the news, held the pen for a moment, closed his eyes and recuperated.

According to her speculation, this Jinqi mission will not be as smooth as before, and the people involved in the case are no longer limited to the rich and nobles, but have already reached the ......

"Ma Ao, have the people sent to the Yinan clan come back?" She opened her eyes, and a pair of clear eyes, in the dark room, seemed to shine in people's hearts.

"The master of the 'gate' will arrive in three days," Ma Ao replied, "In addition, all the equipment prepared by the main subordinates of the 'gate' has also arrived, and I don't know where to put it?" ”

"Put it in the second room, and place it according to my drawings, and no one is allowed to enter after that." Bai Lian wrote the last stroke, ticked a little at the place of signature, put it down behind his ear, and stood up.

Ma Ao quietly left.