If there were other ways, Wang Fulin naturally did not want to confess He Xinyin's existence, but now the capital is about to experience a storm, He Xinyin has already been involved in it, and the mastermind behind the scenes have already made an appointment with Mr. Fushan. He would not say that if the person with unknown identity and purpose is taken down in the future, he would also reveal it. He might as well count on Zhang Hong. Therefore, he readily told the name of the person.

As for how to get to know each other, it was generally reasonable to have a meeting with him when he was worshipping Hu Zongxian in Longxi Village. As for Gao Gong's manuscript, according to the reasons he discussed with Xiaobei before, he only said that it was because of the teacher-student relationship between Xu Jie and Zhang Juzheng. After He Xinyin came to Beijing, he heard that he was deeply trusted by Zhang Juzheng, so he secretly found himself based on the old fate and brought such a thing, hoping that he could think of a solution.

Since he had had a deal with Wang Fulin more than once, Zhang Hong naturally believed in such a cause and effect. The most important thing is that Wang Fulin also wrote a handwritten introduction note and led him to the inn to meet people directly.

Although Zhang Hong was a middle-aged official, he not only knew the text and verbal words from the Nei Shutang, but also always taught in the Nei Shutang. At the age of nine, he was even higher than many folk students from the beginning. Therefore, he was naturally familiar with all the famous scholars in the world. He Xinyin was once in the Hu Zongxian shogunate and was once on the Xu Jie. He was unwilling to participate in the examination. In recent years, he had heard of some of his hometown or traveling around the world. Therefore, when he mobilized his capable people to open He Xinyin's guest room before dawn. When he entered the middle, he felt a little incredible when he saw the thin old man.

It is said that when he was old and young, he traveled around the world with his sword. He thought he was so tall and tall, but now at first glance, he was no different from an ordinary villager.

He Xinyin had been ready for someone to come to see him, so when Zhang Hong did not report the intention, but handed over a note directly, he lowered his head and swept it, and changed his expression slightly, then bowed and said, "It turns out that it is Zhang Rongzhai, the chief clerk of the Sili Dynasty, who is disrespectful. Since there is Wang Shiqing's recommendation, I will not say secret words in front of the wise."

Zhang Hong is now in a hurry and is not patient and polite. Therefore, He Xinyin opened the door and talked directly about the meeting with the person who claimed to be Zhang Cheng when he was in Lingji Palace. He listened very carefully. When he heard that the man asked He Xinyin for Gao Gong's manuscript, he couldn't help but ask immediately: "Where is that thing? Did you give it to him?"

"Mr. Rong Zhai, if that person is only threatening my life, I will ignore it, but he threatens his life as his nephews. Gao Xinzheng and I don't have much friendship. It's useless to hold this thing in my hand, so naturally I can only hand it over." He Xinyin paused. Seeing that Zhang Hong's face was not very good, he continued, "The man had white face, his forehead was very high, his jaw was sharp, his cheekbones were slightly raised, and there were no obvious features such as black moles on his face. However, when he sat, he would unconsciously raise his right shoulder and often cross his feet. The voice was purely official words, but it was not sharp, as if he wanted to make a sound lower."

Others will never feel these characteristics when they hear them, but Zhang Hong is different. From He Xinyin's description, he can draw a very clear outline in his heart!

That's not Zhang Cheng at all, but Zhang Jing!

Although his name was full of disciples and disciples, there were at least hundreds of disciples in the palace, who was he? Not to mention those who had already reached such high positions as eunuchs, even those who agreed to Changsui, he could remember them all clearly. Since Zhang Jing entered the palace, he had been learning various chores, and at first he had been serving him for many years before he was transferred to the little emperor. How could he not know about his appearance and habits?

Moreover, Zhang Jing is better to fight fiercely. Although he and Zhang Cheng serve Zhu Yijun, they often have conflicts with each other. Zhang Cheng finally successfully won Feng Bao's trust and took over the title of eunuch in charge of the seal of the internal officials, but Zhang Jing still only had the reputation of being the eunuch of the imperial prison. Because he was suppressed, Zhang Jing didn't know how many times he blew the wind in front of him and wanted to join the Sili Prison. After he showed that as long as Feng Bao nodded, the rest of the matter would be fine, he turned to Xu Jue and even gave all his niece to Xu Jue as his concubine. Therefore, if Zhang Jing was designing this matter behind his back, he felt that it was more credible than what Zhang Cheng did!

"Mr. He shouldn't want to stay in this strange place in the capital, right?"

"That's natural." He Xinyin nodded slightly without saying a word, "To be honest, I visited so many people two days ago, just because I was afraid that someone would want to silence me. But even so, it's not the first time I've been drugged in my diet."

While he said, he thrust his mouth at the plate of mung bean cake on the table, which had not moved before, and then he laughed: "If Eunuch Zhang is interested, you might as well bring this thing back. The medicine mouse thinks it is very useful."

Only then did Zhang Hong realize that He Xinyin was famous all over the world for many years, not only his knowledge, but his rebellious head, but his judgment was also extraordinary. When he discovered that Zhang Jing was involved, he had a killing intention in an instant, but now he completely dispelled the past. Even if there is anything wrong with these famous scholars, the emperor can kill them, and the governor can kill them, but he like him cannot touch this killer. Moreover, he is not Feng Bao who is unscrupulous in doing things, so there is no need to do such a thing for his bold godson!

Therefore, he said immediately: "Since Mr. He is not happy in the capital, I will send someone to send you out of the city immediately. However, please understand my difficulties. Please don't come again in the capital this acre of three-point land. I will naturally deal with the past properly, and no one will endanger your nephews and students in the future. Wang Shiqing can also testify to this."

If someone else was forced to the capital by someone so much, and then "gifted out of the country" like this, he would definitely be furious, but He Xinyin had already passed the age of focusing on surface. Lu Guangwu suddenly came to the capital, clearly for him, which was beyond his expectations. Wang Fulin actually found Zhang Hong, a big man who had both real power and was more practical in his words and actions, which made him even more touched. You know, the scholars and officials in the past can secretly write epitaphs for those eunuchs, but they are all so proud to distinguish boundaries with others. Wang Fulin exposed this relationship to him, which is sincere.

Since he fundamentally solved his urgent needs, he would not care about the details. He immediately said in a deep voice: "I didn't want to set foot in the right and wrong place in the capital. After this, I will naturally be in no time."

"That's good." Zhang Hong didn't imagine the possibility that He Xinyin and Wang Fulin would conspire to deceive him, but to this point, Feng Bao had completely pointed his finger at Zhang Siwei. The possibility of Zhang Cheng-true Zhang Jing should be only known by himself. In addition, He Xinyin said all the details about the meeting were very real, so he had already believed it 80%. At this time, he quietly left the inn, waited on the carriage, and watched him send He Xinyin's master and servant a gray carriage and sent it to Fucheng Gate. He should be able to leave the city at dawn, and he knew that the matter here should not be worrying about it.

After all, the person on duty at Fucheng Sect was the younger brother of Xu Hou, the eunuch of Shangshen, who came out of his sect. Even in the storm of the city, he would never stop him.

He can leave He Xinyin to confront Zhang Jing, he can take He Xinyin out, make the whole thing public, and then suppress the matter that has not yet broken out, but just like the difference between the chief assistant and the second assistant, there is a huge gap between his Silijian Bingbing and Feng Bao, the Silijian seal. Since Feng Bao has vowed to investigate to the end in front of him, he can only try his best to keep things within the range he can control, so He Xinyin is unwilling to get involved, which is actually the best.

"Take the plate of mung bean cakes I packed in the inn before to Zhang Jing, and tell him that he doesn't have to worry about Youfu Inn."

When the elder who had been with him for thirty years left and quietly returned to his private home, Zhang Hong thought about it over and over again, thinking that since He Xinyin would find Wang Fulin for help, Wang Fulin would naturally get news when he left this trip. Therefore, after thinking about it, he did not order anyone to send a message to Liu Wanfeng, the chief official of the Censorate. When the previous channel was not safe, the fewer such contacts would be better. After sending many people to confuse him, he pretended to be an old servant and returned to his private home alone from the back door.

In the Censorate, Wang Fulin, who was awakened many times in one night, still failed to make up for his sleep. Early in the morning, he was awakened by a knock on the door. When he was sleepy, he pulled his shoes and opened the door, and found that Zheng Yougui, who was carrying a food box in one hand and a small covered wooden barrel in the other, had a blue and black circle. Although he was quite sympathetic to this White-Clothing Book Office who was unfortunately implicated because of himself, he didn't sleep well all night. Of course, he was in a bad mood at this moment, and his tone was not even better.

"What the hell is wrong?"

Of course, Zheng Yougui knew where Wang Fulin's annoyance came from. In fact, he quarreled with the master of the Tao twice last night, and then he did not toss and turn after returning to the room. Instead, he fell asleep until dawn. However, he had a split headache when he got up. He knew that he might have fallen into some trick. However, he didn't dare to think about the article behind him.

At this moment, he saw Wang Fulin's uncoverable dark circles and sleepiness, and quickly lowered his head and said tremblingly: "Master Zhangdao, there is someone from your family coming to deliver things outside. It is said that you were on night in the Censorate and specially sent you the prepared breakfast. The person delivered it to the door and the younger one went to pick it up in person."

Although Wang Fulin's reputation as a foodie is now quite famous in the Censorate, and his own chef racks his brains to make tricks all day long, Wang Fulin doesn't think that on such early mornings, Xiaobei would send someone to send breakfast and condolences. Even in this weather, without special insulation measures, if you really send something from your house, it would be cold on the way. Besides, he would only stay here for two nights at most. He rubbed his face with both hands, sent him away and was full of sleepiness, and then he ordered: "Please it in and put it on the table."

Zheng Yougui hurriedly went into the house to put down the food box and wooden barrel, but did not dare to open the lid. This was also the rule he had learned from other officials for a long time. In fact, when he took the things and brought them in, he did not dare to look at what was inside. After all, what if the Wang family also sent other things besides breakfast? After he served Wang Fulin diligently, he saw that he opened the lid of the food box by himself, and he was about to retreat quietly, but Wang Fulin called out directly: "You can take this pack of walnut crisps back to share with others."

"Thank you, Master Zhangdao." Zheng Yougui knew that he had said this, but Wang Fulin really didn't care about what happened last night. He hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the big bag of snacks, and then he went out quietly.

When the person left, Wang Fulin took out the dishes and bowls in the food box one by one, and found a piece of paper under the bottom layer of the bowl. On the paper was Xiaobei's beautiful handwriting. At first glance, it seemed that his wife was complaining that he had not been home for two days, so he sent some snacks to express his condolences. But inadvertently, he said that an elder who was familiar with the family returned home from the capital early in the morning, and he felt relieved.

He Xinyin can be considered to have left! Since he is an insider, Zhang Hong is not the kind of eunuch who cares about human life, so he should not have done anything to kill someone and silence him!

Even though this was just a seemingly ordinary letter to home, since it was still early and most of the censors had not yet arrived at the Censorate, he simply burned the letter, crushed the ashes and evenly spread them around the house. After completely "destroying the corpse and destroying the traces", he immediately went to wash his hands and enjoy his breakfast. Although it was all cold, it was not important to dry it, but after all, the chef carefully made it based on his taste. The cool tofu in the wooden barrel was tender and smooth. Even if he didn't add sugar, he did not use spicy oil to enhance the flavor, but it had a unique flavor. After filling his stomach in one breath, his sleepiness finally reduced a lot.

At this time, he was able to calm down and think about how to deal with it next. After all, Gao Gong's arbitrary and domineering style is already a thing of the past, and Gao Gong has not served as the chief minister for a long time. Compared with Zhang Juzheng's arbitrary behavior over the years, people will sympathize with Gao Gong and even miss Gao Gong. Therefore, if Zhang Siwei was actually excluded from the cabinet because of Gao Gong's manuscripts, or if he was ordered to retire like Gao Gong, he would attract sympathy from others and would be pushed back by the so-called Shilin Qingliu in the future.

Although he also hoped that Zhang Siwei would fall, when he thought of this, Zhang Siwei might be able to achieve the achievement of enduring humiliation and being expelled with grievances. The combination of Zhang Juzheng and Feng Bao would definitely be secretly and even exposed ten thousand times on the surface again, so he would not plan to do this. If you don’t beat him to death with a stick, you will definitely be in danger!

In addition, there is a very important question. Who was the one who tested him through Zheng Yougui last night?

But no matter what, I have to rely on myself next.

After Si Shi, he received the test censor and summarized the official duties that day. After he held everyone away, he called Zheng Yougui to come, and then planned to ask about what happened last night, but he saw Hu Quan, the outside official, poking his head and shouting immediately.

"Hu Quan, what's the matter with me so early?"

Hu Quan suddenly felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly appeared out and walked over the threshold into the room. Then he said carefully: "Master Zhang Dao, it was Lord Zongxian who ordered the young man to come and invite you in."

As the chief censor, Wang Fulin was a common practice to enter and exit the main hall of Director Chen Xu. At this moment, he immediately realized that Hu Quan's attitude was a bit unusual and immediately asked: "What, what's wrong?"

Hu Quan couldn't help but glance outside, and saw Zheng Yougui immediately retreating quickly and tactfully. He still didn't dare to guarantee whether anyone was peeping or eavesdropping, so he simply took a few steps forward and said in an extremely low voice: "Early in the morning, a father-in-law from the palace came to see Lord Zongxian in person. That father-in-law was not the one who had always come out to walk around, but the eunuch Sun Desheng Sun of the Sili Prison. I heard a sentence from afar that seemed to have something happened to Mr. Zhang last night, and he was actually sick with anger."
Chapter completed!