After wandering around for a long time, Zhao Yuan found the location of the Beizhen Fushiya Office.

Zhao Yuan could not join the Jinyiwei, but the reason why he was able to join the Jinyiwei was completely unexpected.

Zhao Yuan's father was named Zhao Dazhi. When he was born, there was a mole on his chest. So his father, Zhao Yuan's grandfather, named him Zhao Dazhi, which means that there was a mole (mole). Even when he was dying, he believed that Zhao Dazhi could make a name for himself. However, the most successful thing in his life was to take over his father's position as Jinyiwei. From a young man when he first joined the army to a decades of hard work, he finally became a small flag when he retired, and successfully survived from other people's subordinates to ten subordinates under his command.

But he only served as a small banner for a year, and then he reached the age of glorious retirement. According to the court's convention, his son had to take over his rank.

Zhao Dazhi has two sons, the eldest son is Zhao Chang and the second son is Zhao Yuan. The two brothers are three years apart and have different personalities. The eldest son Zhao Chang is very moved, he is strong and has a strong figure. He has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has good skills. Zhao Dazhi saw his son just like Zhu Di, the Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty, and he was full of his own shadow. This is what he likes from the bottom of his heart. He even believes that as long as his son takes over his class and joins the Jinyiwei, with his skills, he will naturally achieve great things and will definitely be able to expand the Zhao family.

The second son Zhao Yuanxijing was quite tall, but he had no meat on his body, and he was completely powerless. However, he didn't know a few words. He fell asleep as soon as he read the book, and was a little stupid. Zhao Dazhi once doubted whether the second son was his biological son. For this reason, he asked his wife, but in the end, his wife, who was more tough than him, was locked outside the door for several days and was not allowed to go into the house for dinner before reflecting.

In a loss, Zhao Dazhi could only keep telling his eldest son that he hoped that one day he would become successful and could help his younger brother.

However, things in the world are like playing mahjong, full of surprises and surprises. God gave Zhao Dazhi not a surprise, but an accident. Just two months before he stepped down, Zhao Chang had a conflict with others outside, and he offended someone who could not be offended. In the end, one of his legs was broken. Although he had been treated, he still limped while walking.

The Jinyiwei is the secret service of the court, not a charity center. Of course, the lame Chang Chang of Zhao could not join the Jinyiwei, but according to the court's rules, even if you rob, you would have to rob a son of his position to inherit your position. In no way, Zhao Dazhi had to let his son Zhao Yuan inherit his position.

However, God seemed to have not had enough fun. On the seventh day of Zhao Yuan's appointment, he went to fetch water, but he didn't get the water, but he fell into the well. Fortunately, someone nearby rescued him in time. However, because the water was too cold, he had a serious illness for no reason. He was cold and hot. Sometimes he was as cold as the ice in the Jinshui River in Beijing in winter, sometimes as hot as a red soldering iron. He had lost his breath and pulse for a while, and was thought to be helpless by the doctor. He asked Zhao Dazhi to prepare for his funeral. By the way, he also recommended one of his cousins ​​as a Taoist priest. He served one of the funerals and could make a half-fold in his name.

Just when the Zhao family was tortured and were about to prepare for his funeral, he suddenly recovered from illness. He looked energetic and refreshed, and his whole body was filled with the youth and vitality that he should have at his age, just like a strong tree growing vigorously in the sun.

The Zhao family experienced great sorrow and joy in a short time. Even Zhao Dazhi couldn't stand the tears. Zhao's mother even cried loudly, and on the same day she prepared to go to the temple to fulfill her wish.

After two days of rest, Zhao Yuan's health has basically recovered. Zhao Dazhi personally handed his embroidered spring sword to Zhao Yuan's hand and said earnestly: "Yuan'er, this embroidered spring sword has been with your father for the rest of my life. Now I will hand it over to you. You will go to the Jinyiwei to take office in two days. For your father, I will teach you a set of sword techniques first."

After Zhao Yuan took the knife, his first feeling was that it was very heavy. Then, after following Zhao Dazhi a few times, he felt again: It was really heavy and very tired.

Then, my body began to breathe a little disobeyed the truth.

"Why……"

Zhao Dazhi couldn't help but sigh, put his hands behind his back, and entered the house helplessly.

"Is my health so bad?"

Zhao Yuan said a little dissatisfied, then danced a few more times, and started to gasp again...

It's really bad!

Zhao Yuan was also a little discouraged when he determined this problem again. He thought that his body had run six kilometers and never stopped. Now his body is simply the best of waste, that is, the best waste.

But in a blink of an eye, can I exercise if I have poor health? At least I haven’t cut my hands and feet?

In this way, it makes sense.

So on the third day, Zhao Yuan went to the Beizhen Fushi Department to report. After the report, he waited patiently to see how he was assigned. As for the Beizhen Fushi Department, there were people responsible for arresting people, some people responsible for interrogating people, and some people responsible for visiting prisons.

Inside the Fushi Department of the Northern Town.

Zhao Yuan's position is now Xiaoqi, and Xiaoqi's boss is Baihu. Zhao Yuan's transfer order was sent to his hands. He took the transfer order and his face changed slightly. After thinking for a moment, he went straight into the room. He knocked on the door and then went in. He put the transfer order in his hand on the table and said, "Master Qianhu, please look."

Qianhu's surname is Zhang and his name is Sixi. He has served as Qianhu, the Jinyiwei, for ten years. He usually sits in the Beizhen Fushi and is responsible for the entire Beizhen Fushi and the imperial prison.

While he was looking at the transfer order, Baihu said, "After seeing this transfer order, it was quite inappropriate, so he hurriedly sent it."

Zhang Sixi looked at the order, frowned, nodded slightly, and asked, "Where are others?"

Baihu said: "I'm waiting outside."

Zhang Sixi closed the transfer order and said, "Check out the other cells to see if there are any vacancy, and arrange him first. As for this transfer order, I have my own claims."

Just as Baihu was about to agree, someone suddenly said outside: "Master Qianhu, this is probably inappropriate."

Baihu's face changed slightly, and he quickly stepped back, stood aside, and saluted: "Sir, please see the Lord."

The person who came in looked at him and said, "You go down, there is nothing wrong with you here."

The hundred households quickly said, "The official is leaving."

After saying that, he hurriedly left the room.

There was only Zhang Sixi and the people who came in the room.

Zhang Sixi sighed slightly in his heart and said, "Third brother, do you know who he is?"

The visitor snorted coldly and said, "Of course I know who he is, Zhao Dazhi's son."

Zhang Sixi said, "Since you all know, why do you have to arrange him to go to the Black Prison, such as the Black Prison, even if you are a good master of the Jinyiwei, you have to be careful. What's more, Zhao Yuan is Zhao Dazhi's second son, who was originally a ill scholar who was cheated on his hands. When he goes to a Black Prison, wouldn't he send him to the underworld road in person?"

The visitor said coldly: "I didn't send him to Huangquan personally. This order was personally approved by Tongzhi. Even as a Jinyiwei Qianhu, you cannot violate the order."

Zhang Sixi showed a hint of helplessness on his face and said, "Third brother, it has been fifteen years since the matter. Can't you let it go?"

The visitor slapped the table and said angrily: "Fifteen years? What fifteen years? In my eyes, that was yesterday. He made people suffer the pain of losing his brother that day, and today I will let him taste the pain of losing his son."

Speaking of this, he stared at Zhang Sixi tightly and said, "Second brother, don't forget that my brother is also your brother, or a real brother! For the past fifteen years, Zhao Dazhi has been working in the Beizhen Fushi. You have been protecting him. I don't touch him, but I am also thinking about the love he had at the beginning. As for his son who died in the black prison, he would have to blame himself!"

Zhang Sixi sighed and said, "Why do you have to harm me for the affairs of the previous generation?"

He said: "Father's debts and sons pay, since you are reluctant to take action against Zhang Dazhi, then don't try to stop me. Moreover, Lord Zhang Qianhu, you will definitely not disobey the orders of Lord Tongzhi! You must know..."

"military……"

"Law……"

"like……"

"Mountain……"

He said word by word, looking at Zhang Sixi blankly, and said, "As a thousand households in the Jinyiwei, you know very well what the consequences of disobeying military law. Don't forget that your wife and children are also in the capital. Zhang Dazhi died one son and another son can send him off, but what about you? Ha...ha...ha...ha."

As he said this, he laughed a few times and left.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Zhang Sixi stood in front of the table, and the order on the table was blown by the wind from outside, thundering...

Zhang Sixi seemed to be losing his mind, standing there without moving.

Suddenly, a strong wind surged in from outside. The already ready-to-go order instantly broke away from the shackles of the table, floated up, and then slowly floated to the ground.

Seeing that it was about to leave the range of the table and land towards the ground, suddenly, Zhang Sixi, who seemed to have lost three souls and seven spirits, poked out two fingers like lightning, clamped the falling order between his fingers, and shouted: "Come here!"
Chapter completed!