"Please give the guilty official another chance. The guilty official will definitely find the person who leaked the secret!"

He Ji didn't give himself any reasons or excuses, he just bowed to Zhao Huan honestly and said, "If you can't find out within ten days, the guilty minister will come to see you!"

Zhao Huan gave an expressionless hum and agreed.

However, before He Ji could relax a little, Zhao Huan said again: "Go back and split the Imperial City Department into two, and you will continue to command one of them, specializing in affairs outside the Song Dynasty. What about the second one...

The second one was renamed Jinyiwei, and he was responsible for detecting hundreds of officials and monitoring the world, and the Royal Academy was also within his scope of investigation."

Zhao Huan no longer has the patience to train He Ji anymore.

From the first year of Jingkang to the present, nine or even close to ten years, although the entire Imperial City Division has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to the previous Imperial City Division, but compared with the Jin Yiwei of the Ming Dynasty who made everyone frightened.

Looking up, whether it is in terms of scale or ability, the Imperial City Division is still far behind, and there will always be a phenomenon of focusing on one thing at the expense of the other.

To put it aside, let's just say that the leak of the flintlock gun and the palm thunder was probably because the Imperial City Division and Dongchang focused on external intelligence and inevitably ignored it internally.

Nowadays, the Song Dynasty is facing the problem of acquiring a large territory, and many internal problems that Zhao Huan suppressed through war are also beginning to emerge. It is obviously unrealistic to simply expect the Imperial City Division to grow slowly.

He Ji, who was kneeling on the ground, felt extremely bitter in his heart. He was helpless but at the same time he felt secretly relieved.

It was extremely bitter because He Ji knew that the official family had begun to be disappointed in him——

He Ji knew very well that under his leadership, the Imperial City Division had spent more than nine years failing to meet the officials' requirements. In the final analysis, it was because of his lack of ability. It was inevitable that the officials would be disappointed with him.

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As for why he was secretly relieved, it was because He Ji knew how many bowls of dry rice he could eat, and also because He Ji knew that the official family had not completely given up on him.

As the saying goes, thunder and rain are all due to the kindness of the emperor. In history, there are countless eagle and dog leaders like me who have mastered countless secrets. Once they are completely abandoned by the emperor, the only end is to be regarded as an abandoned son by the emperor to vent his anger on the officials.

Now that the official family can still let him command the Imperial City Division, which is responsible for overseas affairs, it is enough to show that the official family has not completely given up on him, and he will still have opportunities in the future.

Thinking of this, He Ji inevitably began to feel secretly cruel——

When I go back this time, I must rectify the Imperial City Department, expose all the problems that exist in the Imperial City Department, and find out all the people who deserve to be killed, chop them up and feed them to the dogs!

But He Ji never expected that after he said goodbye and left, Zhao Huan's face, which was just gloomy just now, completely darkened.

"This is the Dongchang you command for me!?"

Kicking Wu Xin to the ground with a fierce kick, Zhao Huan asked with a sneer: "What did I tell you at the beginning? What the Imperial City Division can do, your Dongchang has to do, and what the Imperial City Division can't do,

You still have to run the East Factory, and I even gave you the privilege of monitoring the Imperial City Division, but what about now?"

"The manufacturing process of the flintlock gun and the palm thunder flew away and flew into the hands of Jin Lu inexplicably, but the Imperial City Division and your Dongchang didn't find any clues!"

"The focus of the Imperial City Department is outside the Song Dynasty, and the remaining part is on the civil and military officials. It is understandable that there is less focus on the Royal Academy, but you, you have been with me for almost thirty years.

Years have passed, don’t you know how important the Imperial City Division is to me?”

"Wuxin, you disappoint me!"

Hearing Zhao Huan say the word "disappointment", although Wu Xin knew very well in his heart that he would not be chopped up and fed to the dogs by the officials, he still couldn't stop the feeling of death in his heart. He kowtowed and said: "You deserve to die! You deserve to die!"

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Wu Xin is different from He Ji.

He Ji is the son of He Guan, and he has the merit of following the dragon when the official left his residence. As long as He Ji does not seek death, the official will not do anything to him easily.

But Wu Xin is different, because Wu Xin is a eunuch.

Eunuchs meant the emperor's domestic slaves, and all their wealth and splendor came from the emperor.

What's even worse is that it's not just the concubines who want to compete for favor in the palace, the eunuchs and palace maids are also fighting openly and secretly. There is no sword, but it is full of bloodshed.

It is no exaggeration to say that every eunuch in the entire Song Dynasty was looking forward to Wu Xin's sudden death so that they could have a chance to rise to the top.

Unintentionally, even with his buttocks, he could imagine how many eunuchs would be waiting for an opportunity to unseat him after the news spread that the officials were disappointed with him!

"Get out of here."

After beating Wu Xin for a few words, Zhao Huan's expression became slightly better: "Go back and check carefully for me to find out who leaked the secrets of the flintlock gun and the palm thunder."

For Zhao Huan, leaking secrets is actually unavoidable. Even Zhao Huan himself can think of several ways to secretly obtain the manufacturing method from the Royal Academy, but he cannot throw away all the responsibilities.

On the heads of He Ji and Wu Xin.

After all, even the flower growers of later generations still had bastards like Liu Guangzhi, Liu Liankun, and Shao Zhengzong appear at such an important juncture in 1996. It is completely normal for a few bastards to appear in the Song Dynasty now.

But then again, even if you can't put all the blame on them, you still have to beat them when it's time to beat them. This is also part of the emperor's mentality.

That's what makes being an emperor so fucked up - whether it's a civil or military official or a domestic slave, these bastards need to be hammered constantly. As long as they relax a little bit, these bastards can come up with some new tricks.

As the Song Dynasty became stronger and stronger, Zhao Huan could clearly feel that the civil and military officials under his command, as well as the hawks and dogs such as He Ji and Wu Xin, were a little restless. Some people had even begun to slack off. There were even some people among the people.

There is a saying that if the world is at peace, then we should immediately release Nanshan.

This kind of remarks may be in the interest of anyone, but it is definitely not in the interest of the Song Dynasty as a whole.

To put it bluntly, the emperor is a loner with no relatives, no confidants, and no friends.

Zhao Huan, the emperor, always considered the entire Song Dynasty, rather than just a few people or individuals.

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After beating He Ji and Wu Xin, Zhao Huan picked up the recently delivered question book on the table and read it.

Just as he opened the first question book, Zhao Huan's face turned ugly again.

"Please call labor personnel"

This is the central idea of ​​the title book in Zhao Huan's hand, and it is signed Chen Hui.
Chapter completed!