The intelligence and supervision agency where Wei Zhanmei is located is called the Nanzhen Fusi, which is half a level lower in rank than the Beizhen Fusi located in the new capital Yingdu, but because it is located in the center of the war, the number of people is more than double the standard configuration of the normal establishment, which can be described as a great weight.

When Wei Zhanmei walked into the gate of the government office, the old man in the concierge called him: "Wei Zongqi, good morning, the pavilion leader invites you to see him in the inner hall in half an hour." ”

The head of the North Town Fu Division is the Zhen Fu Envoy, in order to distinguish it, it is customary to call the chief official of the South Town Fu Division the Great Pavilion Leader, and the current Great Pavilion Leader is Hu Shiwei, one of the puppet small court figures who recommended Wei Zhanmei to serve here.

Wei Zhanmei smiled and nodded, raised his hand and handed Uncle Cuo a meat bun he bought on the road: "Okay, this is for your old ones, eat it while it's hot." ”

Uncle Cuo has been guarding the concierge since Nanzhen Fusi opened the Yajian Construction Bureau, and everyone doesn't know his real name, and they are not interested in knowing. Uncle wrong leg is not good, one leg is lame, it is rumored that he was a fierce general in the old dynasty Chinese army when he was young, crippled during the war, has been living a very poor life, and later thanks to the care of the old department, he was able to receive an idle pension here.

Uncle Wrong saw the meat sandwich bun, an old face that was already full of wrinkles smiled like a chrysanthemum, and staggered over with a hardwood cane to take it: "Brother Wei bothered, I will look at you when this yamen is full, you are young and you are the chief flag officer, and you don't put up a fight, the others, which one is not nostrils to the sky." ”

After speaking, he looked left and right to see no one, lowered his voice and said: "The big pavilion leader came over with a team of chariots and horses early in the morning, his face is not good, you have to wait carefully later." ”

Wei Zhanmei helped Uncle Wrong, patted his crutches, and replied, "Thank you, Uncle Wrong, I know." ”

Wei Zhanmei walked around the shadow wall and walked towards his room, on the way he saw a person with his head down, he avoided it sideways, and said hello: "Morning, Mr. Yuan." ”

The man hummed and walked over without looking up.

This person's name is Yuan Hatpu, who is the bookkeeper and Shuqi master of Nanzhen Fusi, and his first-hand articles are extremely beautiful, and he is very appreciated by Hu Shiwei. He is a few years older than Wei Zhanmei, he looks white and clean, and he looks like a weak scholar, but he always speaks very sourly, Gu Ying is self-pitying, he doesn't care about people very much, and his popularity in the yali is not very good.

Wei Zhanmei didn't care, he went straight to his room, changed into an official uniform, made himself a pot of tea, sat behind the table, twisted the fingers of his right hand, rubbed the teapot, looked at the white chopping double knife and hidden weapon bag hanging on the shelf, and quietly reviewed all the information he had obtained from early in the morning to the present in his mind.

After sitting quietly for half an hour, Wei Zhanmei got up and went out to the inner hall, and when he arrived at the door, he signed up and entered.

There were already some people sitting or standing in the inner hall.

There are two high-backed Taishi chairs next to one of the cases, and there is a person sitting on the upper left head, with a red face and beard, white hair, and the color of the clothes should be a father-in-law of the inner court, holding a tea bowl with one hand at the moment, and his eyelids are drooping, as if he is closing his eyes to recuperate.

There were two people standing behind him, one of them was not tall, and he was dressed as a Taoist, his face seemed to be smiling, and his eyes were flashing. The other person was a tall woman, dressed in black, with a black veil covering her face, revealing only two autumn-like eyes, and she was also looking left and right curiously.

Sitting on the right is Wei Zhanmei's top boss Hu Shiwei.

Hu Shiwei is of medium height, slightly fat, with big bags under his eyes, and his two temples are nunu, and he is a person with superb internal skills at first glance.

Hu Shiwei usually laughs when he talks to people, very much like a rich man, people who see him for the first time, no matter what, they will not associate him with the big cabinet leader of Nanzhen Fusi who kills people without blinking and his subordinates are stained with blood, Hu Shiwei has a nickname on the rivers and lakes, which is called "Smiling Man Tu".

But today, Hu Shiwei really did what Uncle Cuo said, his face was dark and gloomy, which was very different from his usual appearance.

Wei Zhanmei and Hu Shiwei glanced at each other and stood gently in their positions.

After waiting for a while, after everyone arrived on time, Hu Shiwei coughed slightly and opened his mouth: "Ladies and gentlemen, this official will give you a grand introduction, this is an envoy from the inner court who came down to inspect on behalf of the Beizhen Fusi, Tu Haitu Gonggong, you have seen it first." ”

Everyone crossed their hands together, Tu Hai put down the teacup and nodded slightly.

Hu Shiwei then said in an accentuated tone: "Calling all of you here today is really a big event, a big event that makes the official very sad. ”

Speaking of this, Hu Shiwei turned to Tu Hai: "In addition to the official of Nanzhen Fusi, there are currently two thousand households under its jurisdiction, five hundred households, eight chief flag officers, and then there are thirty-six small flag officers, one hundred and twenty-eight embroidered guards, and the rest are ordinary sergeant captains. ”

After saying that, he turned his head to look at everyone again: "The one who is here today is the general above the general flag." Except for one thousand households, two hundred households, and three general flags or permanent residents, or who have not returned from a business trip, there should be seven people, but there are seven people. ”

After a pause, ignoring everyone's surprised gazes, Hu Shiwei continued in a deep voice: "The seven of you know why Grandpa Tu came here on this trip. ”

"The 36 roads of the rebellion against the imperial court, after several years of counter-insurgency and bandit warfare, were destroyed or dispersed, and now there are still 18 roads that are still alive. ”

"A few days ago, my Nanzhen Fusi successfully rebelled against the deputy head hall master of the Qingtang when the rebels were fast-snowing, and Bai Xiaosheng, one of the bandit leaders who was arrested by the imperial court with a reward, promised to abandon the darkness and turn against the light. ”

Bai Xiaosheng fled and was secretly escorted to Yingdu, but he was only willing to confess the location of the Qingtang main hall when the snow was fast and the deployment of military forces and other secret information in front of the important officials of the imperial court. As a result, Father-in-law Tu and his entourage came non-stop. ”

"Before the meeting, Bai Xiaosheng's place of detention was only known to the official and the seven of you, and no one else knew the details. ”

Speaking of this, Hu Shiwei became violent: "However, just this morning, the official personally went to meet the envoy outside the city, and received information on the way that someone intended to assassinate Father-in-law Tu, and the official immediately rushed to protect it, and ordered the Jianghan River Qianhu, who was responsible for guarding Bai Xiaosheng, to summon the embroidered guards to come to the rescue. ”

However, as soon as Jiang Qianhu walked on his front foot, an assassin launched an attack. The hundreds of households Qian Wanli, the general banner Zheng Wu, the two small flag officials, and the eight embroidered clothes guards were all killed, and Bai Xiaosheng also died!"

The few people present who were not aware of it were all in an uproar.

Hu Shiwei snorted: "The official has already examined the corpse, Bai Xiaosheng was shocked by the heavy technique and died, and Qian Baihu and the others were all poisoned and died." ”

"The envoy's convoy was indeed attacked, and there were many enemies, and the official and Jiang Qianhu and other embroidered guards cooperated with the palace masters to fight back the rebels. ”

"Speaking of which, at the same time, there are only seven of you who know the time of the envoy's arrival and the secret detention location and the detention of Bai Xiaosheng!"

"Among you, there will be traitors who leak secrets!"

"Now, a few of you, tell me, where was everyone last night and this morning, and what did you do?"

The seven people looked at each other, were silent for a while, and began to speak one by one according to the size of their official positions.

Jiang Qianhu was dispatched to help, and he was also wounded in the battle, and he was the least suspicious.