In the yamen of Longyi General Administration of Health, Liu Chengfei dozed off. It was already very late. Shi Zhonghe came in just now and couldn't bear to tell her the truth. He just said that the Lord had returned but was busy with official duties and had not returned to the yamen for the time being.
Liu Chengfei lowered the flame and kept guard in the alchemy room.
Shi Zhonghe looked outside, feeling heartbroken, shaking his head slightly and leaving with a sigh.
Outside the yamen of the General Administration, Mr. Shang Yunguang's servant came to inquire several times. Each time, he was told that the commander had not come back yet, and he did not know when he would come back.
There was a young monk waiting in Shang Yunguang's study. He seemed to be in no hurry, and he was admiring the calligraphy and paintings in the study of Lord Chief Minister with his hands behind his back.
Shang Yunguang received the boy's reply again and looked helplessly at the young monk: "He no longer trusts me and avoids me."
The young monk thought for a while and said: "In this case... the students will not disturb you." Shang Yunguang said quickly: "Please tell your highness that I am willing to die for your highness, and it is not because I am not trying my best."
The young monk chuckled and turned around to leave. Shang Yunguang quickly took down the ancient painting he had been looking at for the longest time and "forced" it to him.
After the young monk left, the ancient painting on the wall where he had been standing for the longest time quietly opened to the side, and Song Zheng walked out of it.
Shang Yunguang bowed down: "Sir."
Song Zheng was a little disappointed: "King Zhenjiang has such a deep city." Shang Yunguang said: "Miss Bai can't find out?"
Song Zheng shook his head: "She has worked very hard this year. It is a reward for me to meet her when I return to Beijing. However, she is well-informed, but she can only know some clues in advance. It is difficult to get the actual content of real high-level secrets.
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After a pause, he continued: "But the two of you have confirmed that at least it can be confirmed that King Zhenjiang does have strong support from outside, but I want to know who it is!"
Song Zheng knew very well that even though he had been away for a year, the King of Zhenjiang and the Emperor were working together to eliminate his influence in the government and the public; but the Emperor was stupid and the King of Zhenjiang was shrewd and not completely sure. How could he dare to provoke him and make a big move?
An official document asking me to come back and meet him?
Who does he think he is? What matters are being discussed? Instead of him rushing to the base camp of Shenjin Mountain to visit Song Zheng, Song Zheng should be asked to travel thousands of miles back to the capital to meet with him?
Therefore, Song Zheng judged that King Zhenjiang should have found a "helper" to suppress him. And the helper who could make King Zhenjiang so confident must be a senior Zhenjiang!
Song Zheng has many enemies among himself, including Taishu Qiu, Houtian Demon Lord, Nine-Ming King, and even some who are in trouble with him for the benefit of the country and tribe. It is not surprising.
If the emperor issued an edict, it would be difficult for Duke Hui Yi to come forward to defend him. After all, Duke Hui Yi had a deep entanglement with the Hongwu Dynasty and the fate of the country was implicated.
Over the past year, Long Yiwei has tried its best to transfer intelligence collection from the ground to the underground. They have secretly controlled some industries of three religions and nine tiers, and are extremely well-informed.
Danyifang is the most successful intelligence gathering point.
Bai Feifei was a candidate after many rounds of selection by Jiangnan Longyi Guard.
Shang Yunguang had always had great confidence in Song Zheng and was completely devoted to him. The old man had been in the officialdom for many years and knew very well that rebellious ministers would not end well. He secretly exchanged songs with the King of Zhenjiang, so naturally he was under Song Zheng's instruction.
It's just that the King of Zhenjiang is very cautious and knows what he is doing. Except for the confidants he has cultivated, few people know his overall plan.
Shang Yunguang was a little worried, and after thinking about it, he said: "Sir, why don't I use a trick to trick the King of Zhenjiang? You can punish me by using the excuse that I didn't come to see you in person..."
Song Zheng waved his hand: "Old senior, you don't have to be like this, I have my own plan."
He smiled slightly, turned around and entered the secret passage and left quietly. Shang Yunguang sent him off respectfully, but he was still a little worried. This was the top power struggle in a dynasty. In such a situation, the peak ancestor that the world looked up to was even
He has no qualifications to become a chess piece. The strong man who governs the country has no ability to influence the situation!
If you are not careful, even Lord Song Zheng may be in danger.
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The young monk entered the Zhenjiang Prince's Mansion through the side door of a secluded alley, and reported to the Zhenjiang Prince in the study: "Song Zheng refused to see Shang Yunguang, and he was obviously wary of him. We are afraid that we will not be able to learn from Shang Yunguang about his plans.
The movement coming down.”
Moreover, he honestly presented the scroll of ancient paintings: "Shang Yunguang gave his subordinates a famous painting from the previous dynasty."
The King of Zhenjiang waved his hand calmly: "You always like these, so you just keep them, it's not a big deal."
The young monk said: "Your Highness, please take a look at it. This thing is indeed precious. I would like to present it to Your Highness."
The King of Zhenjiang laughed: "You have your heart. A gentleman will not take away what others like, so you can take it."
The young monk secretly rejoiced: "Thank you, Your Highness, for the generous reward."
Another confidant came in from outside: "Your Highness, Yan Chengfa is here." King Zhenjiang said: "Let him come in." Yan Chengfa got permission and walked in quickly: "Your Highness..."
When he saw the young monk, he stopped warily. The young monk quickly said: "Students, please leave first."
The King of Zhenjiang nodded, and he cupped his fists and came out.
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In the secret place, Song Zheng felt a little regretful and gently pinched the ball of flame in his hand to extinguish it.
The young monk did not know that in the ancient painting in his arms, the birds on the branches suddenly lost their "spirituality".
"This King of Zhenjiang is very careful in every detail and is very difficult to deal with." Even Shang Yunguang didn't know the tricks he used in his ancient paintings. But the King of Zhenjiang was not only treating his subordinates well, but also worried about foreign things.
He actually refused to accept the ancient paintings, so Song Zhen could not secretly eavesdrop on the secrets.
However, this was originally a casual move. Although Song Zheng was regretful that he did not gain anything, he was not disappointed.
He looked at the huge palace not far ahead, stepped out, and entered through the void.
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In the study, Yan Chengfa said: "Your Highness, everything is ready. I'm just waiting for your order. The Eight Guards of the Imperial Garden can guarantee that all military forces inside and outside the capital will not hinder His Highness's major events!"
King Zhenjiang nodded.
In this level of struggle, the role that the repair army can play is very limited. But if a powerful repair army suddenly joins in a desperate moment, it can be enough to influence the direction of the situation.
He was still a little worried: "Song Zheng has a powerful fighting beast warrior under his command."
Yan Chengfa smiled: "We have the support of the Yun Family, an ancient aristocratic family. If we compete with beast warriors and knights, Song Zheng's men will definitely lose."
King Zhenjiang nodded slowly: "That's good."
The Yun family is the Yun family where Yun Su was born.
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It was already midnight when Song Zheng came out of Zaixing Palace.
He returned to the Yamen of Longyi General Administration of Health. Heidou, Shi Zhonghe and others were waiting to greet him. Heidou knelt down and kowtowed, feeling a little excited: "Sir, you are finally back."
In the absence of Song Zheng, even though Fan Zhenguo was in charge of the Yamen, Long Yiwei and his subordinates always felt that there was no backbone.
Song Zheng smiled and waved his hand to let him get up: "From now on, you all must be on your own and don't behave like children."
He turned around and saw Shi Zhonghe puffing out his cheeks and looking at him angrily. He immediately smiled: "Oh, fat girl, what's wrong with you? Have I offended you, sir?"
Shi Zhonghe couldn't hide the matter in his heart: "My lord has not offended me, I am just a little maid, and I dare not bear grudges to you, but my lord has let you down. Do you know that since I found out that you were coming back, my lady was so happy that she personally
I will cook a pot of spiritual food for you for several days and nights, and stay in the alchemy room day and night.
But you, when you come back, you go to have a tryst with a famous prostitute..."
Heidou was sweating on the side and pulled her hard: "Shitou, stop talking."
Shi Zhonghe shook him off: "I have to say, fortunately my Jiujiang brother is not as carefree as adults..."
Song Zheng waved his hand and without explaining to her, turned around and went to the alchemy room.
The night was dark and as cold as water. The window of the alchemy room reflected the light of flames. Song Zheng gently opened the door. Liu Chengfei fell asleep lying on the table. He vaguely heard the sound of the door opening and murmured vaguely: "
Shitou, sir, call me when you come back. I’ll sleep for a while and help me keep an eye on the fire..."
Song Zheng felt soft in his heart. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Liu Chengfei's hair. It was soft and smooth, and he couldn't help but feel even more pity.
Liu Chengfei suddenly woke up, opened his eyes and saw Song Zheng. He was stunned for a moment as if he thought he was dreaming. Suddenly he woke up, his eyes widened suddenly, and he was overflowing with joy: "Sir, you are back!"
Song Zheng gently touched her cheek with his fingers and said with a smile: "I'm back. Thank you for your hard work."
Liu Chengfei smiled, tiredness disappearing, and got up hurriedly: "You must be tired, I heard that you are working very hard to destroy the new world. Sit down first, and I will serve you a meal."
Song Zheng did not refuse, Liu Chengfei hummed a cheerful tune, raised the lid of the cauldron, and a burst of fragrance filled the entire alchemy room. Shi Zhonghe, who was hiding outside and peeking, drooled.
Heidou handed over a handkerchief and said contemptuously: "Wipe it."
Song Zheng looked at Liu Chengfei with gentle eyes: "Sit down and eat with me. I'll talk to you."
"Yes." Liu Chengfei agreed and sat across from him, but did not move his chopsticks. He supported his chin with his hand and looked at him dreamily.
Song Zheng ate three bowls in a row, put down his chopsticks, burped, and said: "I'm full. You go to bed first and have a good rest. I still have things to do. After I finish handling these trivial matters and deal with those self-righteous idiots,
I’ll come back and talk to you.”
"Okay." Liu Chengfei happily agreed.
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Xiao Zhen, the director of the Supervisory Yuan, signed the order, put down the seal, and sent officers to summon the King of Zhenjiang to cooperate with the investigation.
After Song Zheng left Beijing, the King of Zhenjiang entered Beijing and was granted the title of Assistant King. The cabinet was emptied out, and Shang Yunguang, the first assistant, gradually lost his power. Xiao Zhen's Supervisory Yuan and Shiyuanhe's Criminal Court were gradually forgotten.
Unexpectedly, on such a night, the Supervisory Yuan suddenly appeared and wanted to investigate the King of Zhenjiang.
Chapter completed!