The twelve supervisors, four departments and eight bureaus in the inner court are called the twenty-four yamen in the inner court.

The Silijian ranks first among these twenty-four yamen, and is under the jurisdiction of the eunuch, and the power of the inner court is almost in one hand.

Emperor Ning was devoted to practicing Taoism, and had not attended court for many years and ignored government affairs. Even the official's memorials of the foreign court had to be criticized by the Secretary for Literature.

Because the eunuch in charge of sealing the matter was handled in an orderly manner, Emperor Ning specially gave it to the first floor and gave it the name "Xiefan" to praise the contribution of the Silijian.

At noon, Wu Xiu bowed respectfully and retreated from the shadow of the building.

It was not until the sun shone on him that the red python embroidered on the robe finally brightened again.

He slowly breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his body, and strided towards the pigeon chamber.

Along the way, all the eunuchs saw his python robe from afar and knelt down early to salute, while Wu Xiu's eyes did not squint, and he didn't even look at him.

When he arrived at the pigeon fence, he held away the little eunuch who was cleaning the pigeon cage and picked up a pen and wrote a note next to a table.

He looked at the notes and repeatedly, confirming that the handwriting was correct and the meaning was correct, so he was carefully rolled into the thin bamboo tube.

Wu Xiu came to the pigeon cage with the word "Luocheng" engraved, reached out and took out a pigeon from it, carefully tied the bamboo tube to the pigeon's legs, and threw the pigeon into the sky outside the door.

He watched the pigeon go away, not knowing what he was thinking.

A young eunuch walked quickly: "Godfather, long live your life to call you over and say that the apostle Taoist priest from Huangshan led his eldest disciple Zhang Li."

Wu Xiu nodded: "I understand."

He watched the doves fly into the sky, circle the imperial city, and then flew south. Wu Xiu gave birth to the gods and said, "The birds in the sky are so free."

The little eunuch hurriedly smiled: "Godfather, why should you envy a bird? When you replace it, you will be inferior to one person and above ten thousand people, which is much more free than it."

Wu Xiu glanced at him, his eyes were clear and the young eunuch had a trembling heart: "Godfather, I said the wrong thing."

"Next time, go to the Chaikang Bureau to chop firewood," Wu Xiu picked up his robe and stepped on the threshold, and quickly rushed to Renshou Palace in Xiyuan.

But I saw the gray dove in the sky flying out of the huge Forbidden City first, then out of the capital, flying over clouds and plains, and flying over rivers and mountains.

On the first night, the pigeon rested at the Pigeon Cage Station in Hebi.

The next day, he headed straight to the south and finally flew to a small yard in Luocheng early in the morning of the third day.

In the courtyard, there was a black-clothed spy in front of a sand table. The sand table was filled with the terrain of the Liu family courtyard and the Liu family's ancestral tomb.

At this time, Yunyang saw the dove circling in the sky, grabbed a handful of corn and raised his hand. The dove flapped its wings and landed in the palm of his hand.

"Jiaotu! Letter from the capital," Yunyang shouted.

Jiaotu responded inside: "Display it open and see what the inner minister said."

Yun Yang took off the hot paint and took out the letter paper: "It was Wu Xiu who passed the message on his behalf again. I recognized his handwriting... Wu Xiu said, let us decide whether to mediate the Fuwei to open the coffin and examine the autopsy."

Jiaotu walked out and leaned against the door frame: "I'm so annoyed. Something is going to happen. We are just scapegoats. What should we do? Should we do it?"

"The inner minister did not stop him, but he hoped that we would take action. However, if we become us, it would be a great achievement. If we fail... the lightest one is to be sent to Lingnan," Yunyang stood in the yard and thought to himself.

Jiaotu rolled his eyes: "Among the prisoners in Lingnan, there are at least 800 of them who were arrested by us. Can we have a good end if we go to Lingnan?"

"What are you afraid of? We are both professionals," Yun Yang said.

"There are dozens of officials who have been assigned to Lingnan by us!"

"Their family is still in our hands and dare not act rashly. With our relationship with the inner minister, even if they are sent to the public, they will not suffer... Wait, why do it seem like we will be sent to the public? We will definitely not fail this time. The Liu family is just waiting for the family to be confiscated!" Yun Yang said happily.

Jiaotu tilted his head and looked at the note: "What else has the inner minister explained?"

Yun Yang looked down at the note again, and his expression changed after a moment: "Wu Xiu asked us to hand over the information of the masked man in the Liu family to him!"

"Ah? It must be Lin Chaoqing who sued him! These people in the Criminal Department know how to sue him every day!" Jiaotu said angrily: "...But if Chen Ji can become a secret spy, he can still help us make contributions and just transfer him to our subordinates."

Yun Yang shook his head, "No...what do you think Chen Ji is?"

Jiaotu thought for a while: "...When he was thinking about things and not talking, he was quite like that."

"I'm not talking about this!" Yun Yang frowned: "That night in Zhou Mansion, he killed the Zhou Mansion housekeeper in order to survive. I can tell that he shouldn't be a familiar person at that time, and he still had hesitation in his eyes. But now, it's only a few days before, and I'm hanging someone in the prison, and he can still stare at him calmly."

Yun Yang looked at Jiaotu and said seriously: "Jiaotu, he is a person who holds grudges and will never forget how we treated him. The inner minister likes him who is smart and useless people. If one day he climbs higher than us, we will not have to live."

Jiaotu thought for a moment: "Then kill him? Anyway, he doesn't need him anymore in the case of the Liu family. However, the inner minister will definitely investigate the cause of death if he knows it. Whether it is the Xuansnake or the Golden Pig, we can't hide it."

Yun Yang shook his head: "So we can't do it ourselves, we have to borrow someone else's knife to kill."

“What should I do now?”

"You use the king's flag to mediate the Fuwei, and I will borrow a knife. Whether it is success or failure is today."

The morning autumn in Luocheng is clear and cool. On the ninth day of the ninth month, it is suitable for travel, marriage, pray for blessings, cure diseases, and kill people.

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Taiping Medical Center.

The three brothers leaned against the entrance of the clinic and looked at the pedestrians at the door happily.

As the Double Ninth Festival is approaching, not only are wealthy families invited Buddhas and Bodhisattvas to tour to eliminate disasters and evil spirits for everyone, but also wealthy merchants are handing out the "Dong Ninth Cake" from house to house.

Taverns set up signs of chrysanthemum wine at the door, while vendors paraded around the streets and sold red bags, bought a red bag and gave a dogwood.

Chen Ji sighed: "The Double Ninth Festival is so lively."

In his former hometown, the festive atmosphere was no longer so strong. The Spring Festival was not allowed to fire artillery, the Dragon Boat Festival and the Mid-Autumn Festival also turned into carnivals of the commodity economy.

Wait, Chen Ji suddenly asked, "Where did the Double Ninth Festival come about?"

Liu Quxing casually said, "You don't know this? During the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a plague demon in Runan, Yuzhou. A man named Huan Jing asked to see the immortal chief "Fei Changfang" for this matter. Fei Changfang gave Huan Jing a pot of chrysanthemum wine and a dogwood. He told him to take his family to climb high and avoid disaster at 9 September, but evil demons were not invaded. After the ninth month of the ninth month, Huan Jing took his family down the mountain and found that all the cattle and sheep in the family died of illness, and their family escaped the disaster."

Chen Ji was stunned, just because in his hometown, the origin of Double Ninth Festival was the same.

During the same Eastern Han Dynasty, the same Fei Changfang and Huan Jing.

If there is the same moon and the same sun hanging in the sky, he can force himself to accept it. But even the legends are the same, he must think deeply: Why?

What is the connection between the two worlds?

While thinking, Chunhua from Wanxingyuan led two healthy servants and walked from the street with four food boxes.

She Dengke's eyes lit up: "Chunhua, why are you here?"

Chunhua was wearing a light green skirt with a golden chrysanthemum embroidered on the hem of the skirt. However, she was holding her skirt and said with a smile: "Isn't this Double Ninth Festival? My wife sent me to give some snacks to the clinic."

Liu Quxing hurriedly took the snack box from Jianpu's hand: "Miss Chunhua is really interested. The last time she ate the snacks from Wanxingyuan was the Spring Festival, and she still can't forget them."

Chunhua changed his tone and looked at Chen Ji with a smile: "Madam is just free today. I want to invite the doctors in your clinic to have tea and chat together, but I don't know what to do."

She Dengke hurriedly said, "Okay!"

However, at this moment, Chen Ji saw dark clouds in his light at some point on the eaves across the street, gasping for breath.

Wuyun meowed, only Chen Ji understood: "Someone told Concubine Jing that you are the masked man in Liu Shiyu's mansion, and she is going to kill you!"

Chen Ji's heart was shocked and a huge sense of crisis suddenly arose.

Who told Concubine Jing about her identity?

It must be Yun Yang and Jiaotu, because only these two people know their true identities.

Could it be that the Liu family is about to catch a big fish in the case, and the other party feels that he is no longer needed and plans to destroy the bridge across the river?

Chen Ji looked at Chunhua quietly and asked with a smile: "Miss Chunhua, why did Madam Jingfei invite us?"

Chunhua explained: "Last time, thanks to you helping to find the cup, otherwise the lady would have to use it to continue drinking water. The lady said she would like to thank you, but she was busy with other things and she was free today."

But Chen Ji was actually not asking Chunhua, but Wuyun: Why did Concubine Jing kill me?

Wuyun meowed again: "Concubine Jing is a member of the Liu family, and Liu Shiyu is the only son of her own sister. A few days ago, she left the palace and went back to the Liu family to pay tribute to Mr. Liu!"

It turned out that the big man in the royal palace who was connected with the Jingchao Military Information Department was not Concubine Yun, but Concubine Jing!

But since Concubine Jing is that big shot, why did she even have the intention to kill herself? Doesn’t the other party know that she is a spy detective in Jing Chao?

Strange, so strange!

When Chunhua saw that Chen Ji did not answer, he shook his hand in front of him: "Chen Ji? What do you think of?"

Chen Ji came back to his senses and said to Chunrong with a smile: "Sorry, today's Double Ninth Festival, Master allows us to go home and reunite. Please help me and Concubine Jing, and it will definitely be the next time."

After saying that, he ignored everyone's surprise and went out without looking back.

Concubine Jing will not only take revenge this time. She will not succeed this time and will definitely come again next time.

Chen Ji didn't know if he could escape easily next time, but he knew that he only needed to take revenge once.

He murmured softly: "I don't know if it's time..."

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