Dong'anmen North, Dongchang Hutong.

At least from the outside, the Dongchang Yamen has disappeared from the fire that last year.

Under the archway that has been remembered for thousands of times, the Dongjishi Factory is deserted.

The Jinyiwei guards guarding the gate did not dare to slack off at all, and they all stood up and kept moving. The factory manager was in a very bad mood these days, and no one wanted to be his punching bag...

"Our family doesn't understand!" In the signing room, Zhang Jing lay on the soft couch, venting the stick sores on his butt while venting a few squids at his subordinates: "What kind of resentment? Why did you all look at our family? When did the eunuch in the East Factory become a soft persimmon?!"

"Man, let's take revenge!" A big man shouted: "Even if the censors' handle is not easy to catch, they can still frame, frame, and snatch!"

"Let's take a break." Zhang Jingbai glanced at him and said, "The emperor is autistic. He doesn't read the memorials and doesn't see our family. Isn't it obvious that he doesn't want to make trouble anymore? We are the emperor's people, can we still make things difficult for him at this time?"

"Oh, the factory is still considering it carefully." The big horn shrank his neck and finished speaking.

"Haha, the factory owner does not know the true face of Mount Lu, because he is in this mountain." A middle-aged scholar wearing a Confucian robe and a net scarf on his head gently swayed the folding fan:

"Think about it carefully, when did you start hitting ghosts?"

"That's more to say..." Zhang Jing touched the scar on his forehead and said angrily: "Since the emperor hit the head with a spittoon, he has been in trouble."

"Why did the emperor throw you with a spittoon?" the scholar asked.

The signing room was silent, and Zhang Jing's face turned pale, which was a taboo that the factory could not mention.

But firstly, the other party was his new think tank, and secondly, Zhang Jing was eager to know the answer, so he replied with a dark face: "Just because our family carries the cramming of Wang Xijue's tampered goods, our family came to the imperial front."

"Why did Wang Xijue take this spur?" the scholar bit the folding fan and said.

"What are the three things that cannot be equal..." Zhang Jing said in a muffled voice: "Oh my Mr. Shen, our family is like this, why do you still keep in touch with our family?!"

"Okay, okay, the student said it." Mr. Shen smiled and comforted Zhang Jing and said, "The real reason for Wang Xijue's resignation is that he is from Jiangnan Group."

"Oh?" Zhang Jing was surprised and said, "Is that true?"

"The factory sends someone to Jiangnan to inquire," said Mr. Shen: "You will know that Wang Xijue's father Wang Mengxiang is the founding shareholder of Jiangnan Group. After he retired, Wang Xijue's younger brother, Wang Dingjue, who is also the second-tier official, gave up his position as a fourth-rank official at that time and joined Jiangnan Group to take over. It caused a great shock in Jiangnan at that time."

"..." Zhang Jing raised his hand, and his godson quickly brought a dry tobacco pipe and lit it for his godfather.

They are novice as spies, but serving people has been a skill since childhood.

"And Wang Xijue himself has a close relationship with Zhao Hao. He has been a visiting professor at Xiangshan Academy for many years. His two children are also worshipped by Zhao's disciples." Mr. Shen continued: "Now the factory believes they are wearing a pair of pants?"

Zhang Jing held up and said in shock: "Sir, is Wang Xijue, who was instructed by Zhao Hao, to be published?"

"It's not just this." Mr. Shen sneered: "There is also the fake book case that was quickly solved, and there is also his shadow behind it!"

"Um." Zhang Jing was smoking a dry tobacco for a while, and nodded and said, "It makes sense. As soon as our family submitted the "Last Word of the Sick Couch", Gao Gong's son ran from Henan to Nanjing to sue Qi Bojian. The Southern Ministry of Justice then accepted the case immediately and sent someone to Suzhou to arrest people! Before he even had time to return to Nanjing for trial, he made an iron case in Suzhou, and then sent the criminal and the case to Beijing Ministry of Justice by sea!"

"It's less than a month ago, it's too fast!" Zhang Jing held the dry tobacco pipe tightly, as if he was about to cut off the pipe rod: "It's not that someone is whipping the whip behind it. The Nanjing group of flowers and birds that are planting flowers and walking in birds will not be able to be reviewed in a year!"

"Right," Mr. Chen nodded with a smile: "And Hailu is also under the control of Jiangnan Group."

"So, we have to remember the board we eat in the account of the little master?!" Zhang Jing said gritting his teeth.

"I can't run away." Mr. Chen smiled again: "There is also the factory man who was besieged by the censor this time, and it is probably his work."

"Is this going to kill our family?" Zhang Jing's face turned slightly white, and the little master was thinking about it, and the factory owner was also trembling. "What kind of resentment?"

"There is no resentment or resentment, but the people from the East Factory must die." Mr. Chen said lightly: "Does the factory remember the fire last year?"

"Of course I remember..." Zhang Jing couldn't help but shivered when he thought of his ex's ending: "At that time, the emperor had issued an order to capture Xu Jue. But on the eve of the time when he was about to take the people, Xu Jue received the news in advance, summoned his confidant leaders to start a dinner party in the back hall of the East Factory."

"Who knew that the guy was drugged in wine, fainted his subordinates, and then raised a fire to burn himself. The entire Dongchang Yamen was burned to white ground, and all the heads of the squad and the rooms were buried in the fire, and none of them were spared..." Zhang Jing said as he looked at the few incompetent things in front of him:

"It's not that the Dongchang will be so bad."

"Where did Xu Jue burn himself?" Mr. Chen asked in a deep voice.

"Jiageku..." Zhang Jing knelt up and suddenly woke up, "Are you saying that the little master has an ulterior motive? It was originally in the hands of the East Factory!"

Jiageku is the archive room that stores document files!

"Absolute." Mr. Chen said with a confident look: "The students traveled all over Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Fujian and Guangdong. What they saw was so powerful that the Jiangnan Group was completely beyond imagination. The gentry and people followed them like demons. The government must cooperate with them, and even listen to their dispatch. Only then can the men of the Prefecture and County have saved the black sage."

"Is it too exaggerated?" A fat big man couldn't help but say, "According to what Mr. said, Southeast is going to change his surname to Zhao now."

Several eunuchs laughed, but Mr. Chen said quietly: "It's true. It's just that what Zhao guys wanted is not just a corner in the southeast, so he imitated Taizu, built high walls, accumulated grain, and became king slowly."

"The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes." Zhang Jing's godson said: "The little master of the master of the master of the master of the master of the past. Without Zhang Juzheng before, and now the protection of the Master of Zhao, he is nothing."

Mr. Chen looked at him coldly, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to such an idiot.

"Shut up, don't pretend to understand if you don't understand here." Zhang Jing shouted in a dark voice.

"Yes." The eunuchs suddenly turned into piercing gourds.

Zhang Jing looked at Mr. Chen in a deep voice and said, "Sir, are not the kind of person who makes a fuss because of personal grudges!"

"Master, please rest assured." Mr. Chen nodded and said calmly: "Mr. Yue Zuxiu, a student, was once called brothers with Zhao, and was deceived by him to speak for Zhang Ju in front of Gao Xinzheng. As a result, as soon as Gao Xinzheng fell, Xianyue was killed by the Jing people. Although Zhao Hao refused to save him, he did not participate in it personally, so I have a grudge against him, and I am just worried about the country!"

It turned out that he was Chen Yingkui, the son-in-law of Shao Daxia. Although he also practiced martial arts, he was a very talented scholar and had also worked as a sectarian of the Secretariat for Gao Gong in the cabinet.

After Shao Daxia was killed, Chen Yingkui was not implicated at first. However, Zhang Juzheng also instructed Yingtian Governor Zhang Jiayin to put Shao Daxia under house arrest, including Shao Fang's three-year-old son Shao Yi.

Chen Yingkui thought that if Shao Yi was also executed, his father-in-law would be exterminated, so he took the risk and crossed the wall to enter Shao's mansion, rescued Shao Fang's son, and went to the world.

Last year, as soon as Zhang Juzheng died, he took Shao Yi to recognize his ancestors and returned to his hometown. Then he went to Beijing alone and joined Zhang Jing's disciples, gave him advice, defeated Feng Bao, and instigated him to overthrow Zhang. As a result, Zhang Jing lost half of his life...

He knew very well that Zhang Jing was fooled and hadn't come back for a while, so he didn't settle the score with him. So he had to have a sensational big news to successfully overcome his trust crisis.

Zhang Jing thought for a while, before he nodded slowly and said, "We believe in you."

"But it's useless for our family to believe you." He changed his mind again and said, "Your Majesty won't believe you. If our family says you to the emperor, they will have to beat you to death."

"Yes, the emperor will think that the factory is deliberately exaggerating in order to protect himself." Chen Yingkui said in a deep voice: "But, we must do something! Although the emperor has not dealt with the factory this time, it is probably just out of his rebellious mentality towards the censor. But if you think about the factory's experience this time, you will know that the Holy Family is in danger!"

"Yes, isn't this the only thing that our family is worried about?" Zhang Jing took a few breaths and said in a silence: "Do you want our family to tell the incident of Jiangnan Group clearly?"

The Dongchang Anime monitors and records the secret as "event". In Dongchang's slander, this process is called "fighting incident".

"Yes." Chen Yingkui nodded and said, "Since a while, the students asked the factory and Beishi, wanting to see if there are any insiders or files left. As a result, all the people involved in the monitoring of Jiangnan Group were dead. Even if they were not burned, they had accidents one after another within a year and died of illness."

"Everything is dead..." Zhang Jing and his eunuch were numb. The secret agent of the East Factory was actually scared by another group of spies.

"This just shows that Jiangnan Group must have an ulterior motive!" Chen Yingkui said excitedly, "And it's the kind that can copy all of them all into the Nine Clans!"

"Are they going to rebel?" Zhang Jing said with difficulty.

"It will only be known after investigation." Chen Yingkui said quietly: "For the factory, isn't it a matter of being rebelled by the Chief Auxiliary's family?

"That's right." Zhang Jing nodded. In the first place, eunuchs have experience in the workplace. If they have the experience of the emperor, they will be invincible. If they become the one indispensable to the emperor, they can defeat anyone!
Chapter completed!