"Sir, at the inn ahead, we'll have a good time and sleep all the way. We're about to enter Shengjing. Why don't we rest at the inn for a night and take a rest?"

Wen Xiurong was riding on a horse, his body covered with travel dust. He looked like he had been on the road all night. He said: "Okay, it's time to freshen up. I have to go to the palace tomorrow to see the saint, so I don't want to be disrespectful in front of the palace."

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

"I have official duties, how can I abandon my official duties for personal reasons! When you go to Beijing tomorrow, you go back to the palace to report, and I will go directly to the palace to report on my work. Remember to report to the master and the old lady that everything is fine with me, and I will go back to the palace after reporting on my duties. Don't worry

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"Yes, I will go to the inn to prepare first." After saying this and saluting, he mounted his horse and galloped towards the inn.

In the dead of night, in the large suite on the east side of the second floor of Guandao Station, all the lights in the room were not extinguished, and the candlelight was swaying. A tall and tall figure stood in front of the window, looking up at the bright white moon. I saw this handsome man.

The man has an angular face and a pair of deep eyes, which are narrow and mysterious. They look like a bottomless pool and cannot be understood. The tall and straight nose bridge and two thin lips seem to be in the air.

Describing the perseverance and perseverance of the man in front of me, he is wearing a dark blue dark cloud pattern silk forged robe and pajamas, which makes this man's temperament even colder and more aloof.

"Master, Suzaku is here." A petite and exquisite figure wearing night clothes appeared in front of the second-floor window of the inn where Wen Xiurong lived.

"Well, tell me." Wen Xiurong said expressionlessly.

"My subordinates have found out that recently there are nobles in the palace who have been gathering experts from all walks of life to cultivate their strength. The expansion is very fast, and it seems that a big action is being planned."

"Tell me the result." Wen Xiurong seemed to have heard something interesting and raised his eyebrows. "Yes, my subordinates have currently investigated that this incident should be closely related to Prince Gong Zeqin of Germany. This is

Master, please take a look at the list of Jianghu sects that have been recruited." Wen Xiurong reached out and took the list, glanced at Suzaku sideways, and said coldly: "Should, it seems?"

Zhuque hurriedly knelt down and replied: "My subordinate knows his mistake, it is Prince De Gong Zeqin. We have intercepted the flying pigeon letter written by him personally and secretly. As evidence, I have also included it in the list. Just now

When my subordinates reported the situation, they were not accurate and complete, so I hope the master will punish me." Wen Xiurong calmly looked through the directory in his hand, and there was indeed a note in it. Although the note was small, it was used only in the palace.

The pink wax paper owned by nobles was unfolded and looked at carefully under the moonlight. It was indeed Gong Zeqin's handwriting. It seemed that Prince De was unable to deny it this time. Suzaku half-kneeled and waited for Wen Xiurong's instructions, even breathing.

He didn't dare to exert too much force, and cold sweat continued to seep from his forehead. It took a long time for Wen Xiurong to respond: "Okay, get up, Suzaku did a good job." After the words fell, Suzaku took a breath and calmed down.

He stood up slowly and said, "The master has given me too much praise. This is what a subordinate should do." Then he silently retreated into the shadows.

As a member of the official family, the Wen family not only ran a huge and intricate network of relationships in the court, but also cultivated influence in the lawless world outside the temple, and did many things for the emperor that could not be handled through temple methods.

The day before his death, Old Prime Minister Wen Chengjing 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 Daqi.

, they use the pipeline stations in various places as contact points for hidden stubs and communicate through special channels. Every time Wen Xiurong needs to instruct them to do something, he only needs to leave the compiled password message in the contact box in the hidden stub.

Each church has its own unique password book and contact box. Every day, brothers responsible for liaison from each church will check these contact boxes. If there is a password letter, it will be given directly to the corresponding hall master. It is very safe and concealed. No

Thinking that less than a year after Prime Minister Wen passed away, all the three hall masters had been willingly accepted by Wen Xiurong under his command. It can be said that they were very proficient in the art of controlling people.

Wen Xiurong had already finished flipping through the directory in his hand, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Suzaku, if there is any change in Prince De, please contact us secretly. If you have nothing else to do, please step back."
Chapter completed!