The night is deep, the shore is flowing lights, the lake is gorgeous lights, the light is mixed with the reflection into the lake, and the sparkling is the figure of the scholars and beauties on the shore.

It has been several days since Jinyiwei made Jinling shake, and the people of Jinling are forgetful, even if they were panicked because of Jinyiwei's aggressive arrest a few days ago, it will not affect the frequent poetry meetings held in late autumn, after all, there are so many scholars in Jinling, and there are not many poetry meetings, where do they go to make a name for themselves?

Even if you know that there is a war going on in the north, even if you know that there are so many Yan Wang's spies lurking in Jinling, people will subconsciously forget those things and enjoy the current life, after all, even the imperial court is not in a hurry, what are they anxious about?

The boat painting boat rows through the water marks on the lake, the watchtower without doors and windows on the shore is full of people, in the staggered planning, the popular girls invited by the Qinhuai River plucked the strings, if there are superior poems, most of them are also sung by them, this poetry will be regarded as the largest in late autumn, if the familiar scholars do good poetry, they can sing, that is also to have a good name, even if it is no longer an Oiran in the future, most of them can rely on this talk for a few years.

The swaying folding fan, the light yarn blown by the wind, and the spilled wine are a prosperous scene.

As a member of the Imperial Academy, the talented people who already had a reputation were naturally the center of this poetry meeting, and a young scholar had just left the table to toast to the fellow of the same year, and only returned to his seat when he found a letter on the table.

In the drunken eyes, he picked up the letter, and found that there was neither the title nor the payment, so he raised it and shouted several times, but no one came to claim it, so he opened it curiously, and at this glance, the drunkenness disappeared instantly, and he suddenly changed color and stood up, knocking down a lot of wine, causing a burst of complaints.

The letter not only revealed the truth of the so-called Jinan victory of the imperial court, but also reaffirmed the causes and consequences of the traitorous ministers in the court and the king of Yan, especially the appearance of hell on earth in the city of Jinan.

As a newcomer to officialdom, he must have known how terrible this thing really was, so the jinshi immediately exclaimed, attracting the attention of others, and when the letter was picked up by an official, his face immediately changed.

At the same time, several Jinshi who had lost their invitation purses were angrily rushing to Yingtianfu to report the case, while several secret spies disguised as scholars had already taken out many sealed letters from their bosoms and circulated among the various painting boats and pavilions, and spread them wildly.

There was only a thin piece of paper in the letter, and what was written on it was what the Jinshi had just read, and the spies of the secret spy department did not distribute it publicly, but took advantage of the opportunity to rub shoulders and stuff it into other people's robes and tables, and then quickly dodged away.

This was the first counterattack that the Secret Spy Division had been brewing for many days.

It's been a year since Jingnan, this kind of behavior similar to sending leaflets to spread cheat sheets, the spies of the secret spy department have never done it, one is that his role is limited, the other is too risky, when the country is stable, it is useless to spread rumors, and the people don't care about this, after all, the truth in the world has always been that both sides insist on their own words, just look at whose fist is bigger, the court said that King Yan usurped, King Yan said that the court tampered with the ancestral system, to raise troops to Jing difficult, in the final analysis, you still have to fight to distinguish between right and wrong.

But now is indeed the right time to do this, because the court is lying.

The so-called great victory is that King Yan hit Shandong, and even surrounded Jinan for three months? The so-called reconquest of lost territory is just because King Yan wants to collect troops to recuperate and digest the results of the war, and he can't afford to sit on so many cities, so he can only retreat temporarily?

The defeat in the north, it is impossible for no news to reach Jinling, the people have doubts in their hearts, and they will naturally seek verification, and when they find out that the imperial court actually needs to rely on lying about the military situation to maintain face, the whole situation... It's going to be messy.

Of course, the most critical reason is that Jinyiwei went out of Beijing, if it is according to the inspection intensity of the past few days, as long as you dare to do this kind of thing, you are basically giving credit to Jinyiwei.

For example, right now, in order to maintain the order of tonight's poetry meeting, there are indeed many people in the public family who are mixed on the boat or on the shore, and the Jinyiwei who has regained his duties is naturally here, and as soon as he finds that someone is privately distributing leaflets, he sends someone back to notify the official office, and at the same time prepares to take action immediately, but this is not easy to say, there are people from the Wucheng Soldiers and Horses Division in the poetry club, and there are also people from the Yingtianfu Ya, who patrol the dark department, but Jinyiwei has no right to mobilize at all, and he can't even control those ships.

Today's poetry meeting, there is an invitation to enter, you can ignore it on the shore, but those ships can be controlled, since those spies can distribute leaflets on the ship, it means that as long as they are checked one by one, their identity must be flawed, but it is a pity that the shore leaflets spread, and the first reaction of the officials present is to cancel the poetry meeting hoarsely, evacuate the people, and search for spies to prevent the situation from expanding.

Since then, the fans of the Jinyi Guard can only watch the cruise ship docking, the inspectors put away the leaflets everywhere, and the crowd is all in chaos, and the people who steal and take advantage of the woman suddenly increase, there are shouts and scolding everywhere, there are people fighting everywhere, and the officials who are there are busy messing around, and those officials who are present are in a hurry, for fear that today's affairs will not be handled properly, and it will affect their careers.

The current situation, the Great War between the North and the South, and the things related to King Yan, are one touch and one death, I don't see how many officials fell off their horses and entered Jinyiwei's Zhao Prison a few days ago? The common people may be interested in the truth, but as officials, how dare they take sides and lean in this matter?

And a suffocating turmoil spread from this poetry meeting to the calm Jinling.

……

Jinyi Health Office.

Pei Xi sat in the courtyard and quietly looked at the two thousand households standing in front of him.

Beizhen Qianhu bowed and said: "The humble post has been investigated, someone pickpocketed the 'confession' issued by the Ministry of Rites to the Jinshi, infiltrated the poetry club, and secretly distributed the post, but the officials of the Ministry of Rites who were present were worried that the situation would be big, so they canceled the poetry club to confiscate the post, so that... After the poetry meeting was dispersed, it was no longer possible to investigate those people one by one. ”

Pei Xi's cold gaze turned to another person, Nanzhen Fusi Qianhu took out the confiscated unveiling post from his arms, and said: "The paper is yellow, the surface is rough, this is bamboo paper made of bamboo straw tendons, which is the most commonly used in the current printing workshop, and it is difficult to find out the source." ”

"The word is an engraving word, and the shape and stroke should be the Yuan Dynasty Zhao style, which is the most common printing word, and if you want to check the source, it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack."

He summed it up: "The other side is very careful. ”

In the densely populated poetry meeting, there was no problem with the handwriting on the paper, and the post was distributed, and the whole body immediately retreated, without any flaws.

Pei Xi took the post, rubbed his thumb lightly over the handwriting, then looked at the smudged ink, and said: "This is pine smoke ink." ”

"The smoke and ink of each printing workshop are made by themselves, whether deep or shallow, they are different, find out what is not much different from this ink, and check them one by one."

The printing of this era, the use of oil smoke ink and pine smoke ink, oil smoke ink manufacturing is not easy to be expensive, folk printing workshops use pine smoke ink, that is, pine wood is burned to scrape the black ash on the chimney, mixed with flour and then added wine vinegar and other secret recipes to ferment, each printing workshop secret recipe is different, the ink made is naturally different, starting from this point, you can indeed find out a little clues.

Pei Xi thought for a while, and then added: "There are many printing workshops in Jinling City, but it is difficult for people with families and businesses to be co-opted by King Yan's secret spies, pine smoke and ink must be buried in the ground for at least three years before it can be formed, they only have one year, so time is the most important clue, within a year, all the printing workshops in Jinling City that have just changed owners or just opened, check them all, and then proofread the traces of smoke and ink, and would rather kill the wrong one than let it go." ”

Beizhen Qianhu was stunned, and then he was convinced: "Yes, my lord." ”

Pei Xi waved his hand, and the two were about to leave the small courtyard, but after a while, Pei Xi stopped them: "Wait." ”

He frowned: "No, it doesn't have to be a printing shop... The study, the shop of the four treasures of the study, the business house that sells paper, check them all! ”

Although only a few industries have been added, the manpower and material resources required have increased several times at once, and the two thousand households have given up their orders, and only Pei Xi is left in the small courtyard, he looked up at Mingyue and thought thoughtfully.

It's not too early or too late, but I picked the time when most of the Jinyi guards went out to Beijing to inspect, and sure enough, the secret spy department still wants to retaliate?

But what's the use of that? Pei Xi figured out a little bit a long time ago, His Majesty may have nothing today, no foresight or insight, and he can't go on a horse to fight and don't know the people's suffering, but he has two words.

That's Orthodoxy!

With an orthodox identity, there is support, there is power, the officials and doctors of the court and the numb and dazed people will kneel in front of him, and King Yan may be able to fight well, and now he has also made a decent reason to raise troops, but he is a usurper after all, no matter how he publicizes it, how to distribute this kind of revelation today, it can't be changed!

The literati will not throw themselves on him, the common people will not support him, no matter how he struggles, he will not be able to stand up in front of this orthodox body that has lasted for thousands of years!

King Yan is destined to lose, and this struggle of the secret spy division... It looks so ridiculous and useless.

It's just that the contrast between before and after is a little too big, no one is standing behind, and the secret spy who is already a plate of scattered sand in Jinling will not have such a move.

The bright moon hung high, Pei Xi was silent for a long time, and laughed softly:

"Gu Huai, are you here?"