"My lord, the post station ahead, all the way to the wind and dew, fast into Shengjing. Shall we rest at the post station for one night and recuperate? ”

Wen Xiurong was riding on a horse, dressed in dust, and at first glance, he looked like he was rushing overnight: "Okay, it's time to freshen up." Tomorrow, you will enter the palace to face the saint, and you must not lose your honor in front of the palace. ”

"My lord, why don't you go back to the house first and visit the old man and the old lady?"

"If you are on official business, how can you abolish the public because of private affairs! When you enter Beijing tomorrow, you go back to the house to report first, and I will go directly to the palace to report on my work. Remember to report to the lord and the old lady, I am all right, and I will return home after the debriefing, don't worry. ”

"Yes, then your majesty will go to the post station to prepare first." After saying that, he got on his horse and galloped in the direction of the station.

In the dead of night, in the large suite on the east side of the second floor of the official road station, the lights in the room have not all been extinguished, and the candlelight is flickering. A thriving figure stood in front of the window, looking up at the bright white moon. I saw this handsome man, with an angular face and a pair of deep eyes, narrow and mysterious, looking at it like a bottomless pool, incomprehensible. The tall and straight nose bridge and two thin lips seem to describe the resolute personality of the man in front of him, wearing a dark blue dark moire silk forged robe and bedclothes, and the temperament of the man is even more cold and arrogant.

"Master, Suzaku has arrived." A petite and delicate figure dressed in night clothes appeared in front of the window on the second floor of the post station where Wen Xiurong lived.

"Well, let's talk about it." Wen Xiurong said with an expressionless face.

"The subordinates found out that recently, there are nobles in the palace who have been collecting masters from all walks of life on the rivers and lakes to cultivate strength. The expansion is very fast, and it seems that a big move is brewing. ”

"Tell me the result." Wen Xiurong seemed to hear something interesting, and raised his eyebrows. "Yes, the current subordinates have investigated this incident and it should be inseparable from Prince De Gong Zeqin, this is the list of Jianghu sects that have been recruited, please take a look." Wen Xiurong stretched out his hand to take the list and squinted at Suzaku, and said coldly: "It should, it seems?" ”

Suzaku hurriedly knelt down and replied, "The subordinate knows the mistake, it is Prince De Miyazawa Qin." At present, we have intercepted the biography of the flying pigeon in his own secret letter, which can be used as evidence, and his subordinates are also sandwiched in the list. When the subordinates reported the situation just now, they were not accurate and complete, and they hoped that the master would punish them. Wen Xiurong quietly looked at the list in his hand, there was indeed a note in it, although the note was small, but it was a chalk paper that only the nobles in the palace had, and looked at it carefully under the moonlight, it was indeed the handwriting of Miyazawa Qin, it seemed that Prince De was difficult to deny this time. Suzaku half-knelt and waited for Wen Xiurong's instructions, not even daring to breathe too hard, and cold sweat continued to seep out of his forehead. After a while, Wen Xiurong reacted: "Okay, get up, Suzaku has done a good job." When the words fell, Suzaku breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly got up and returned: "The master has a good reputation, this is what his subordinates should do." He silently retreated into the shadows.

As a member of the Shi family, in addition to operating a huge network of intertwined relationships in the court, the Wen family also had to cultivate power in the rivers and lakes outside the law outside the temple, and did many things for the emperor that could not be handled through the law of the temple. The day before he died, the old prime minister Wen Cheng Jing Wen called Wen Xiurong to his bedside and personally handed over the three halls of wood, fire, and water to Wen Xiurong. The three hall masters each guarded the southern, northern, and central parts of the Great Qi, and they used the pipeline stations in various places as the contact points for the hidden piles, and communicated through special channels. Every time Wen Xiurong needs to tell them what to do, he only needs to leave the matter in the contact box in the secret pile through the compiled code letter, each hall has its own unique code book and contact box, and every day there will be brothers in charge of contact in each hall to check these contact boxes, and if there is a code letter, it will be handed over directly to the corresponding hall master, which is very safe and hidden. Unexpectedly, less than a year after the death of Prime Minister Wen, the three hall masters have been willingly brought under the command of Wen Xiurong, and the art of imperial people can be said to be used perfectly.

Wen Xiurong had already finished the list in his hand, thought for a while and said, "Suzaku, if Prince De has any changes, he will contact him secretly. There's nothing else to do, so you can step aside. ”

"Yes, the subordinates retired." Before the words fell, the candle flame was faint, and Wen Xiurong looked back and saw no Suzaku figure, as if she had never appeared. The moonlight seemed to be brighter, and Wen Xiurong put the list and notes into the box containing the folds, and went to sleep.