It is said that a cadre named Yin Zhuang of the Imperial City Department told Eunuch Gan that all the detailed operations of the Jin faction in other countries may have been exposed. Eunuch Gan was shocked: "How can you see it?"
Yin Zhuang lowered his head and said, "Sir, please come with me."
Then he led Eunuch Gan to a Buddhist hall in the backyard. Yin Zhuang turned the lotus seat, and the Buddha crossed his legs and moved away, revealing a hole in the lotus seat. Yin Zhuang raised the oil lamp high, and Eunuch Gan leaned over and looked inside.
Juanjuan's files. Yin Zhuang said: "These are the names of all our colleagues."
Eunuch Gan picked up a volume, flipped through it, and asked, "You said all these things have been exposed?"
Yin Zhuang pointed to the underground and said: "Look, sir. There is a drop of ink here, a circular mark here that is the thickness of a candle, and a drop of wax oil here. Someone is holding a candle and writing. The three places are not close together, so it can be said that there are three people at least.
I hold a candle and write in this Buddhist hall. The files are full of rosters, and there are not many words. It doesn’t take much effort to transcribe them."
Eunuch Gan frowned and asked for a long time: "How many people know about this agency?"
Yin Zhuang said: "I don't know what a humble position is."
Eunuch Gan sighed: "Master Sun left suddenly..." After a moment of silence, he ordered Yin Zhuang to move all these files to the study. Yin Zhuang accepted the order.
Four days later, something happened. Someone threw something into someone's home through the courtyard wall in the middle of the night. The thing was a greased paper bag with a message on the outside: Presented to so-and-so personally, no thanks. The signature was "I'm sorry for the injustice." Open the greased paper.
There is a booklet inside the bag. The booklet is neatly printed with the nails of the Imperial City of Jin Dynasty buried in various houses such as court officials, local tycoons, wealthy businessmen and factory owners, green forests in the market, brothels and gambling houses, and even schools.
They were spared. Regardless of teahouses, restaurants, libraries and stages, all the details of Jin's work in Jin were published to the public. Everyone was included in the book. Concubines, cooks, actors, concubines, maids, old servants, students, friends, and Qingqing.
Han Qi held the booklet and said to Mr. Ke with trembling fingers: "What is written here...is it true?" Mr. Ke sighed and said nothing. Han Qi opened his eyes without blinking. "But it is true..."
Mr. Ke bowed: "I'm going to pack my bags and leave the Han Mansion right now." Han Qi stumbled and fell on the chair. Mr. Ke bowed again and turned around to leave.
In an instant, the Imperial City was crowded with craftsmen who had been kicked out of their homes or who had no shame to stay any longer. Old Mrs. Han's birthday was tomorrow, and many guests came to Taiyuan City, who all watched the joke.
In the afternoon of that day, the uncle and nephew of the Jia family were looking at the birthday gifts that were going to be sent to Han's house tomorrow, when the clerk said that Han Qi wanted to see him.
Jia Cong came out wearing ordinary clothes: "Hello, Brother Han!" Seeing Feng Ziying sitting there, and a young man beside Han Qi, he complained hurriedly, "Hey, you always bring guests here without saying hello."
He bowed his hand to the young man and said, "I'm sorry, I should have changed my clothes to meet guests."
The man stood up calmly and returned the greeting: "It doesn't matter. Prince Sujia has an easy-going temperament, as expected."
Han Qi introduced: "This is Mr. Gan."
"Hello, Mr. Gan."
The four of them sat down and Jia Cong asked them what they were here for. Mr. Gan said: "I just asked Mr. Feng Ziying for a favor. He said that the prince would decide."
Jia Cong looked at Feng Ziying, and Feng Ziying said: "They want to ask us for some information."
"What information."
"From Longmen Bookstore."
"What is Longmen Bookstore?"
Feng Ziying said: "There was a book published, "Two Hundred and Thirty-seven Wrongful Souls", do you remember it?"
Jia Cong said "Oh": "I remember, it was about the underground prison in Chengdu. It's been many years."
Feng Ziying said: "Their bookstore only published that one book, and there has been no news since."
The corner of Jia Cong's mouth twitched: "This is obviously not for making money. It's such a pity. If it were sold to Zhonghua Book Company, it could make a huge fortune."
Mr. Gan said: "This bookstore's behavior when it published the "Two Hundred and Thirty-seven Wrongful Souls" is similar to what happened to our country of Jin this time."
Jia Cong thought for a while and said, "Similar? You were the leader of the fine craftsmen who were assassinated, and the secret craftsmen's directory was leaked. What happened back then... Well, it's a bit similar." After thinking about it again, he nodded and said, "It's very similar."
Lord Gan took a sip of tea and said leisurely: "I checked the archives and saw the matter of Longmen Bookstore. I have thought about it carefully. Who did it?"
"oh."
"Has Prince Jia thought about it?"
"I must have thought about it back then. The owner behind this bookstore must be rich." Jia Cong said, "I should have sent someone to check it out."
"Has it been found out?"
"No." Jia Cong glanced at Feng Ziying, "Anyway, my family hasn't found out. Has Brother Feng found out?"
Feng Ziying said: "I haven't found much useful information."
Mr. Gan smiled: "It's not surprising that we didn't find out. Who can seriously investigate their own colleagues, right?"
Jia Cong raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Lord Gan thinks it was our country, Yan, that did it?"
Mr. Gan said: "The publication of "Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven Wrongful Souls" seems to be of no benefit to anyone. However, this matter is harmful to the princes of the world, and the prestige of the Tianjia was instantly wiped out. Especially the local big families, who had previously respected the Taizu and the late emperor.
.After that book, all families with some ability, no matter how big or small, no matter whether they were scholars, farmers, industrialists or merchants, became wary of the emperor. Since it is harmful, it must be beneficial." He said with a smile, "Since the monarchy is harmful, it is necessary to establish a constitutional monarchy.
Controlling nature is beneficial. Prince Jia, I have read the "Evolution of Social System" published by your Taiwan government."
The corner of Jia Cong's mouth twitched: "Your words are too far-fetched. If you want to accuse me, why bother?"
Mr. Gan said: "Who does Prince Jia think did it for a certain purpose?"
Jia Cong said: "I am accustomed to seeking common ground while reserving differences. Since they have not offended me and my curiosity has dissipated, I don't have to worry about them."
"Prince Jia won't shirk?"
"I have no obligation to prove to you that it has nothing to do with me." Jia Cong faked a smile, "If Mr. Gan thinks that he has anything to do with me, he must come up with solid logical reasoning and evidence. Otherwise, it is just nonsense.
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Master Gan shook his head slightly: "I have no evidence yet, it's just a guess."
"oh."
Mr. Gan suddenly stared at Jia Cong with burning eyes: "If I let my subordinates find out the evidence, I'm afraid the prince will not be able to leave."
Jia Cong smiled and said, "Do you know who you are talking to?"
Master Gan stood up, bowed deeply, and said goodbye.
Feng Ziying said: "In that case, I don't need to give him the information?"
"Of course not." Jia Cong said, "It's not easy for you to check the information. It's just that people say nice things and have the reputation of being friends. When they come up, they say that you did this in a weird way, but I don't do that.
I'm happy." He looked at Han Qi and said, "Brother Han, right."
Han Qi said with a stern face: "I am just a middle-aged man, and I will discuss it with you."
Lord Gan smiled calmly: "Master Han, let's go."
Jia Cong stood up to see off the guests, looked at Han Qi and said, "Tomorrow is Aunt Han's big day. If Brother Han is happy, the old man will be in a good mood." Han Qi then smiled, nodded, and left with Mr. Gan.
The two of them left Jia's horse shop. Han Qi cupped his hands and said, "I still have official business to attend to. Lord Gan, please help yourself."
Master Gan said helplessly: "Master Han, the Imperial City Division has its own difficulties."
Han Qi said coldly: "So much money is allocated to you every year, but it is all used to monitor the courtiers and the people."
Mr. Gan looked gloomy: "There are more brothers from foreign countries than from our own country. Nowadays, they are also in great danger. At least they are safe in our country."
Han Qi frowned slightly: "Is it too late to recruit him back?"
Master Gan sighed: "We can only resign ourselves to fate."
Han Qi suddenly remembered something: "Then...hey, I don't know how much money it will cost to rearrange manpower."
Lord Gan looked at him for a long time, smiled bitterly, and said goodbye.
This person was naturally Eunuch Gan. He had just returned to the imperial city's Yamen when his subordinates caught up and whispered back: "Eunuch, I just received the pigeons. Something happened in the Qin State." He handed over a piece of crumpled paper.
The sliver must have been taken out of the pigeon tube.
Eunuch Gan held it in his hand but did not unfold it. He went straight back to the study and sat down before picking it up and reading it. The letter was not carefully written. There were only nine words on it. "Thank you for helping to move the Marquis of Ping'an." There was even a signature.
"Your Majesty, the Internal Guards of the Kingdom of Qin."
Eunuch Gan frowned and ordered the officer named Yin Zhuang to be called in and handed him a note. Yin Zhuang read it and said: "Qin's internal defense general Cai Guohou was involved in the official Cao Langzhong and ordered Le Lan to
He had an affair with his late son, Aiji Cao, and lost his official title. The newly appointed internal guard commander was a woman named Ding Mei, who was about the same age as you. This woman was the direct relative of Ding Bozhang, the imperial censor of Qin.
My niece worked as a poetry prostitute for three years in Chunfeng Tower, the largest flower house in Chang'an."
Eunuch Gan nodded: "I have just arrived at this Yamen and I am not familiar with everything. From now on, you can follow me so that I can give you some advice when things happen."
Yin Zhuang hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I am willing to die for you!"
Eunuch Gan said "Hmm". "What do you think of this Dingmei?"
Yin Zhuang said: "This woman is probably more powerful than Marquis Cai Guo."
"How can I see it?"
Yin Zhuang said: "She had only been in office for a few months, and she had killed all the Qin officials bribed by Shu. She was quick and ruthless. Those officials were not aware of it and were suddenly taken away. And she had collected conclusive evidence.
The interrogation techniques are superb. No one who falls into her hands fails to confess."
Eunuch Gan frowned. After a long while, he said, "Is there anything else?"
Yin Zhuang hesitated for a moment and said, "There is one thing."
"Say it."
"Ding Mei's mother had a very difficult life in the house because she never gave birth to a son." Yin Zhuang then talked about the grievances between Ding Mei and her father, and how his colleagues instigated Mr. Ding San to poison the third wife.
Eunuch Gan was shocked and interrupted before he could finish his words: "Is it done?"
Yin Zhuang whispered: "It didn't work. Our man committed suicide by taking poison that night."
"Hiss—" Eunuch Gan took a breath. After a while, he said, "What about other countries?"
"No news yet."
Eunuch Gan sighed: "No news is the best news."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone shouted something urgent outside. Eunuch Gan asked him to come in. It turned out that another pigeon flew back, this time it was from the Kingdom of Shu. The Kingdom of Shu sent a letter, and the meaning of the letter was: You Jin
We have obtained all the details of the Kingdom of Shu, and the list is attached for your inspection. We are interrogating and verifying their identities. Once verified, we will make a quotation. The Kingdom of Jin can choose whether to redeem them or not. Eunuch Gan has taken
I couldn't say a word in this letter for a long time.
By the evening of that day, pigeons from the four countries had flown back, and the mailboxes were full of letters, the contents of which were roughly similar to those of Shu. Xiao Zuo had been imprisoned, and after verifying his identity, he would make an offer to Jin.
Eunuch Gan sat alone in front of the case and thought hard. Yin Zhuang stood behind him. Suddenly someone brought food in. Eunuch Gan and Yin Zhuang ate together. When they were about to finish eating, Eunuch Gan suddenly asked: "Yin Zhuang, look at the state of Qin
Is Ding Mei suspicious?"
Yin Zhuang said: "Based on her humble position, Ding Mei is the least suspect. If she is the mastermind behind the scenes and writes the same letter as from other countries, it will be difficult for us to suspect her."
Eunuch Gan thought: "She and her father have very little kinship. Now that she has entered this profession, it will be difficult to find a husband, and she will have to be an old girl for the rest of her life. Her mother is her spiritual harbor. We almost killed her mother. Women are prone to emotions.
Emotional, more ruthless than men. Do you know what it means to be emotional?"
Yin Zhuang said: "What about your temper?"
Eunuch Gan smiled and said, "Absolutely. This is a word from the south." He thought for a long time, "I still think Jia Cong is the most suspicious."
Yin Zhuang said: "There is no movement from Yan, Zhao and other countries."
Eunuch Gan hummed: "Even Feng Ziying is in Taiyuan, what can they do?" Then he continued to eat.
Less than half an hour after the meal, Han Qi sent a master to deliver a message. It turned out that Feng Ziying had just gone to Han Mansion and asked him to deliver a message to Mr. Gan. Feng Ziying had just received the news that someone had shot at Feng's house in the middle of the night.
A loud arrow, with a list on it, which is a detailed list of Jin's people in Yan. It has everything from names, identities to descriptions of appearance. There is also a suggestion on the back of the list, saying that these people are very valuable, so it is better to verify them.
After considering the quotation, he asked whether the Jin State could redeem it or not. The Yan State Security Department had all the agents imprisoned. The capital asked Feng Ziying if he wanted to make a quotation, but Feng Ziying was still hesitant. Han Qi said in the letter that there was no money in the treasury.
So much money. If these people are no longer of use, don't forget about it.
Eunuch Gan cursed: "Stingy miser!"
Yin Zhuang said: "Sir, if we don't redeem our brothers, it will be difficult for us to recruit people in the future. These people will definitely spread the word about Jin's cold-bloodedness."
Gan Gonggong said: "Yes, redemption must be redeemed. Regarding this matter, the Za family will go back to see the prince." He thought, "I seem to have seen this matter of shooting arrows somewhere." After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out for the time being.
Put it down.
Not long after, the pigeons from the State of Zhao arrived. Like other countries, they had collected all the detailed works of the State of Jin and were waiting for quotations.
Yin Zhuang wondered: "Aren't Zhao and Yan already in one place?"
Eunuch Gan said with a smile: "It is not a merger, it is just a federation. Each country in the federal country is relatively independent. The intelligence agency is the foundation of the country. No matter how big-hearted and lazy King Zhao is, he will not entrust this kind of business to Yan."
Yin Zhuang raised his hand and said, "Thank you, Sir, for your advice."
Eunuch Gan smiled and said: "You don't have to be so polite." He thought for a long time and said, "Bring the files that I have read these days, and you can read them with me. I must have read about the shooting of arrows in the middle of the night."