In winter, it was dark very early.

When the master and servant returned to the Youning Courtyard of Zongzheng Temple, it was already dark.

After hastily using some food.

Xu Yi sent Zhao Shou back to rest.

And he lit the oil lamp alone and walked into the study.

Lift an ink ingot and slowly grind out the ink.

Then he sat upright on the Taishi chair in the study and spread out a piece of white rice paper.

Close your eyes slightly and ponder.

Today's trip, of course, did not see the current situation of the people outside the city with their own eyes.

But the amount of information that is being collected today is far greater than that recorded in the files.

Although he has the ability to never forget, Xu Yi still likes to write out all the clues by hand and compare them one by one.

Maybe the two give people a completely different feeling.

A moment later.

Xu Yi picked up a wolf pen, dipped it in some ink, and just wanted to pick up the pen on the rice paper to sort out the clues.

There was a slight knock on the door of the study.

The knock on the door had a special melody that was not inhumane.

Xu Yi put down the wolf pen, got up and walked to the door, and gently opened the door of the study.

Sure enough.

The man outside the door is the head of the conscience.

"Little master, the situation of the Wang family and the Zhou family has all been clarified."

The leader of the heart took out a thick stack of rice paper from his bosom and whispered to him.

"Okay, I got it."

Xu Yi was stunned, and then reached out to take the rice paper.

Deep down, I once again refreshed my understanding of the organization of the conscience.

It's only been a long time since I was able to come up with such a thick pile of information.

It's really an amazing organization.

"The subordinates retired."

Seeing Xu Yi nodding, the leader of the heart of conscience quickly disappeared into the night.

Tonight, he's not just on a delivery mission.

Xu Yi took a deep look at the direction where the leader of the heart disappeared, and then returned to the study again with a normal face.

It seems that the entire Chang'an City is calm tonight.

Inside the study.

In the light of the oil lamp, Xu Yi slowly looked at the thick pile of paper full of handwriting.

What Lu Jindong said in the Wang family compound today is not false.

The Wang family was really a wealthy family more than a hundred years ago.

At that time, the head of the Wang family was the former emperor's minister.

He was deeply respected by the young Emperor Tianshun at that time.

In the early and middle period of Emperor Tianshun, the head of the Wang family served as the chief pavilion elder for twenty years.

That is, the position of the first assistant is often referred to in the world.

At the beginning, it was also a gentleman and a minister, and they trusted each other.

Unfortunately, Emperor Tianshun was seriously injured in a royal expedition.

After the full treatment of the imperial doctor, his life was saved, but his body also collapsed.

Since then, Emperor Tianshun has been obsessed with the art of Fang Wai, that is, alchemy.

The two monarchs and ministers, who were originally teachers and friends, also had a quarrel over alchemy.

Wang Shoufu has been in power for more than 30 years, and he has been sitting on the throne of Shoufu for 20 years.

It is conceivable how many villains Wang Shoufu committed during this period.

Under the villain's words, Emperor Tianshun, who was already unbearable because of alchemy.

What kind of game was played between the two, no one knows.

Even there are only a few sentences in the history books, which record that Wang Shoufu's career came to a complete end.

Moreover, since Wang Shoufu, the three generations of the children of the Wang family are not allowed to enter the court as officials.

Seeing this, Xu Yi slowly put down the paper, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Wang Shoufu's loyalty is loyalty, but he ignores human nature."

"Where in the world is there a person who can really face death calmly."

"What's more, he is still an emperor who sits on the world."

Xu Yi shook his head, rubbed his eyes and continued to read.

Since Wang Shoufu, no one in the Wang family has been an official.

Old Man Wang was born at the wrong time, and he was the most unlucky third generation.

After learning that he could not get fame, Mr. Wang once broke down and ran away from home.

One man, one sword, traveled for several years.

After returning, the old man Wang never mentioned the matter of gaining fame in the examination.

Concentrate on taking over the ancestral small academy, marry a wife and have children, and become a teacher with peace of mind.

Over the past few decades, the small academy has produced many talents.

Among them, the highest official position is Zhou Qiping, and Zheng Sanpin Jing Zhaoyin.

And Wang Wenqing, the son of the royal family, and Wang Wenlian, the second son of the Wang family, also have the status of lifting people.

I don't know if it's due to luck or if someone is getting in the way.

Wang Wenqing has been stuck on the road to the test for nearly ten years, and Wang Wenlian has also been stuck for five or six years.

The two brothers are still standing tall today.

According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, people are also eligible to fill vacancies, but at most they can only achieve the county order level.

However, it is a pity that the Great Zhou Dynasty has been established for more than 200 years, and there is no shortage of people.

There are more monks and less meat, and in addition to repeated failures, some gossip gradually spreads.

After a long time, there are many people who believe it, at least Lu Jindong is convinced of it.

Xu Yi slowly put down the paper, rubbed his eyes, and said secretly in his heart: "With Zhou Qiping as an official in the court, it is obviously not difficult for the two brothers to make up for the fat shortage in a big county." ”

"But since today's great changes in the Wang family, it is not difficult to see that this family is full of backbone."

"It's good to have backbone, if that thing exists, it will definitely not fall into the hands of others."

Xu Yi shook his head, picked up the paper again and looked at it carefully.

The first half of Zhou Qiping's information is only a few strokes.

Born in an ordinary family, his parents died when he was a child, and he grew up by eating hundreds of meals.

Fortunately, when he was a child, he met Mr. Wang, who saw that Zhou Qiping was talented and intelligent, so he developed a heart of love for talent.

Since then, Zhou Qiping has become Mr. Wang's favorite disciple.

The information after that is some simple resumes, Xu Yi swept his eyes and quickly skimmed them.

Focus on disaster relief.

In August of the 29th year of Zhengde, Zhou Qiping was appointed in danger and became the third Jing Zhaoyin.

During his tenure, he worked diligently, and the number of people in Guanzhong starving to death dropped significantly.

However, the good times did not last long, in late September of the 29th year of Zhengde.

There was an incident in Guanzhong where disaster relief money and grain were embezzled.

On the one hand, Zhou Qiping sent people to secretly collect criminal evidence, and on the other hand, he sold his property, and called on wealthy families and landlords to donate money.

It's a pity that those wealthy families and landlords cry for the poor, those who sell miserably sell miserably, and those who violate yin and yang are against yin and yang.

Counting on that little bit of food, how many people can be saved.

At the beginning of October of that year, Zhou Qiping collected certain incriminating evidence.

In mid-October of the 29th year of Zhengde, the incriminating evidence was exposed.

In late October of the 29th year of Zhengde, 46 corrupt officials were beheaded and their homes were confiscated.

The money and food obtained have really alleviated the crisis of shortage of food for disaster relief.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and in November of that year, food was consumed at a strange and rapid rate.

In late November, Mr. Zhou was impeached anonymously.

The day after Zhou Qiping was imprisoned, three boxes of gold were found in the inn where he was staying.

In the end, Zhou Qiping was beheaded in early December of the 29th year of Zhengde.

Looking at these messages that are more detailed than those in the dossier.

Xu Yi rarely fell into silence again.