This kind of thing is never news. And the patriarch of an organization, the elderly, is actually a hostile organization lurking in the deep sea, which is not without it in the long history.

At present, many scholars believe that in the late Middle Ages, a gangster and killer-turned-warlord dictator was in fact the most successful infiltrator in history with the identity of a multi-faceted spy, otherwise people would not be able to explain the motivation of this dictator's explosive stupid governance strategy and the actual actions of the eternal enemy--it must not be a natural addiction to pit teammates and being the captain of a transport brigade.

If Wei Ye was listening to the foot of the wall outside the VIP room of the prison in the northern part of Luoyang at this moment, he would definitely be able to understand how he and Sima Ling secretly photographed the internal meeting of the Luoyang branch of Taiping Road, how could Kong Zhang be such a good person. Speaking of which, Kong Zhang, who deliberately delayed the transmission of information at that time, played a role similar to that of Yuan Chonghuan, who unjustly killed Mao Wenlong and single-handedly destroyed the Ming Dynasty's defense line against Jiannu Liaodong.

Kong Zhang, who was in the deep sea in the Luoyang branch of Taiping Road, held tea, thinking about the days when he formed a study group with his old friends, and finally showed a bitter smile. I thought that from tonight onwards, I probably wouldn't have the chance to sit with that old friend at the bar of those terrible little bars at the Astral Gate, ordering drinks from all the upper and lower worlds like a gambler playing Russian roulette, and commenting on things that were either spicy or sweet or simply not drunk by people.

Kong Zhang could have time to slowly clarify those old memory fragments at this moment, but Qin Feng couldn't, he listened to the footsteps that were getting closer and closer, stood up a little impatiently, pushed open the door of the cell, and leaned out.

This leaning over happened to block a clerk who was delivering documents from the outside of the cell.

"Is there another document sent from the edict?

The little official lowered his head, and even lowered his voice and said, "Captain Qin...... Ambassador Zhou said in his writings that if he is a traitor and dies, he should be punished with an axe. We are asked to send the head of the traitor to the edict prison as soon as possible, and after the inquest is correct, hang the gate of the capital to deter the thieves. ”

Listening to the words "hanging the gate of the capital", Qin Feng didn't say anything superfluous, just waved his hand and let the little official who was passing the word retreat, and just casually ordered: "Please wait for the envoy to wait for the reply in the public hall, these days are special, the curfew will continue, and you will escort the envoy back to the edict prison to resume his life at that time." On the way to accompany the messenger, if you see a person who has violated the prohibition of night walking—"

Qin Feng indifferently made a single-palm slashing gesture: "Don't kill with a five-color stick!"

Where is this to check the night walk for violating the curfew, the basic thing is to see the so-called prison messenger in prison, to prevent him from spreading any news.

The official who passed the message retreated with a look of understanding, Qin Feng turned around and went back to the cell, closed the door, and sat down opposite Kong Zhang.

"These dead eunuchs can't wait," Qin Feng picked up the pottery cup and poured a sip of boiling water that was not so hot, and exhaled a long breath, "If it weren't for the fact that we have too few people here, we would have washed those dead eunuchs together with the Lingtai Hall a long time ago." ”

Listening to the complaints of his colleagues, Kong Zhang did not gracefully pick up the porcelain cup and poured it into his mouth, frowned as if he was bitter, and shook his head: "Old Qin, this time, you can't be impulsive anymore. The entire northern lieutenant can't be impulsive, and some people can do this kind of thing, but we can't do it. Only our own people were arranged among the officials in the northern lieutenants, and the rest of the officials were recruited from the children of good families selected from Gyeonggi. But don't forget, this is a yamen, not a barracks, and we can't use the method of 'the political commissar is built on the company'. ”

"You don't need to be reminded of this," Qin Feng pulled his neckline, as if he felt that the collar made him extremely uncomfortable, and sighed, "When Dou Wu raised troops to recruit the Ten Standing Servants, I had just arrived at this place, so I followed a group of eunuchs to the fifth battalion of the Northern Army to suppress the mutiny as the son of Shixun. ”

As if remembering something uncomfortable, Qin Feng spat in a low voice: "Tens of thousands of elite soldiers and strong generals, I met a thousand embroidered grass-like Yulin troops, plus a few old eunuchs who led the emperor's honor guard, listened to the opposite side and read an edict, and in a blink of an eye, the army was disheartened, and all surrendered!"

Glancing in the direction of the forbidden center, he couldn't help but laugh at himself: "If we really take the lead, don't say that there are still a few of these servants who are willing to follow us." It's our Luoyang Cheng Meng Degong, I'm afraid I'd rather die than have a fight with us. ”

"We can't do it, someone can do it," Kong Zhang wiped the tea stains on the corner of his mouth a little slowly, and said with a straight face, "Over there in Taiping Road, the connection between Ma Yuanyi and the inner line of the palace he has in his hands cannot be broken, and this person can't die yet." We can't act rashly, but they can muddy the waters. Other than that, all actions are in one word - wait!"

Speaking of this, Kong Zhang shook his head, barely resisting the feeling of dizziness and his increasingly blurred vision, and said hurriedly: "Now there is only one thing you have to do......

He gestured his hand to the large artery in his neck: "Do it." ”

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With a pop, blood spurted from the neck cavity, and a headless body fell to the edge of the table. Grabbing the head that weighed only seven and a half catties with one hand, Qin Feng looked solemn: "Lao Kong, you can rest assured to go back to the gate of the astral boundary and wait, this time, we will complete the plan for you beautifully." ”

With Qin Feng's categorical assurance, the headless corpse moved again, and his fingers dipped in blood water laboriously wrote a line of blood words on the ground:

"This Weishan hairy tip mixed with anesthetics, it's so fucking bitter......"

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On this night, several yamen who were ordered to be responsible for solving the Taiping Dao conspiracy case stayed up all night, and official documents and receipts were passed back and forth. As long as it is a serious person in the public who eats yamen rice, he will twist the bones of his body into nails and support them desperately, that is, Wei Ye, who is used to sitting on a cold bench and has a marginal element whose administrative affiliation is purely like a bad debt, has a good mood and a lot of leisure, and he takes his own oil bottle out early in the morning for a walk.

Those who are really interested in the establishment of civil servants and those who have a slim future of turning officials into miscellaneous officials should take advantage of the opportunity of the director of the Imperial Prison to investigate this reverse case and behave well. Just for his own future, not to mention accumulating credit, at least he has to be familiar with it in front of Shangguan, that is, Wei Ye, who has no other ambitions, so he has such a good opportunity to drill camps and not develop.

On the street today, Wei Ye's dress is still the same as the old style with cuffs tied and peach on his shoulders, a style of a student turned ranger.

Sima Ling followed him, holding a charcoal in one hand and a wooden board in the other.

In the eyes of others, the wooden board with vertical and horizontal lines looks like a simple Go chessboard, but each square of the chessboard is written with the name of a place that is very familiar -

Imperial Prison, Shizhong Temple, Northern Governor's Office, Jinshi, Mashi, Buguangli, Shangshangli, Yonganli, Tongheli......

Just look at Wei Ye stopped in front of him, and at the intersection of the two streets, he drew a circle on the ground with the tip of his shoe: "The location here is good, the flow of people is high during the day, and a large number of onlookers who don't know the truth can be gathered at the first time, and there will be another traffic jam on the way-bell, write down here!"

"Uncle, you've been pulling me for most of Luoyang City, and you haven't let go of a single one from the alley to the street, what are you going to do?"

In response to his niece's question, Wei Ye shrugged his shoulders, looked at the extra patrol officers arranged by the northern lieutenant on the street, and asked an irrelevant question: "What do you think of the atmosphere in Luoyang City today?"

"It's too quiet," Sima Ling shook his head and looked at the direction of the two palaces in the north and south of the forbidden center, "It is said that such a big thing has happened, with the thinking inertia of ordinary ancient dynasties, it should have started to build a big prison by now, right?"

"Of course the prison has to be raised," Wei Ye snorted coldly with disdain, his tone full of sarcasm, "The reason why it hasn't started yet is because the struggle between the Ten Standing Servants and the eunuchs and party members has not yet ended. ”

Whenever a political reckoning is carried out in the heart of a regime, it is ideal to calm down. At this time, those bigwigs pay attention to a quiet situation, and a movement is lightning fast, and before the waves are born, everything will be nip in the bud.

Because the capital of the country is so sensitive and as a place like the center of political power, once the ******** gets out of control, it will bring about earth-shattering changes! At the beginning, when the ten permanent servants surrounded Dou Wu's mansion overnight, it was with such a calculation that when Cao Jie and Wang Fu, who were in charge, killed the eunuchs, and learned that Dou Wu walked into the fifth battalion of the Northern Army overnight, personally led the army to Luoyang with the intention of killing the eunuchs, and cleared the king's side in one fell swoop, it was definitely the heart to die.

If it weren't for the fact that the Xiongnu Zhonglang returned to the court to report on his work and was ordered to lead the troops, Cao Jie and Wang Fu successfully disintegrated the military heart of Dou Wu's troops in front of the army with the honor guard of the Son of Heaven.

Even if he hadn't personally turned sideways into the filthy dumping and exchange of interests in the forbidden palace, Wei Ye could still see the anxiety and anger of the real bigwigs of this empire at the moment with bits and pieces of small clues. Although he had already been clear about the final means of the Ten Standing Attendants, Wei Ye still knew that he had no power, no power, and no profound mana, and if he wanted to change the script in a direction that was beneficial to him, he couldn't do it alone.

"Since what they are most afraid of now is that before the matter is dealt with, Luoyang City will be in chaos first. Wei Ye looked around at the streets that were gradually becoming popular under the rising sun, and said in a low voice, "Then let's sing a contrarian song to them, help them do a disservice, and let Luoyang City really and solidly cause chaos." ”

Listening to Wei Ye's bold words, Sima Ling, who has always boasted of being a good deed, also came up with blazing eyes: "Uncle, then what should we do?"

"Well," Wei Ye shrugged his shoulders, humming the folk tune that had been sung all over the country after the first thousand years, and waved his hand nonchalantly, "That's it, what a beautiful jasmine, what a beautiful jasmine, jasmine, jasmine, jasmine, jasmine, jasmine, jasmine, ......."