It started to snow after nightfall, and the snowflakes became heavier and heavier.

Soon, the streets and alleys of Beijing City, the roof eaves, and the carriage parked quietly at the back door of Shuntian Prefecture were all dyed white.

Tutor Ni came out dejectedly, heard the sound of the pack horse sniffing, sighed depressedly, and went up to the carriage.

The coachman raised his whip and the carriage slowly drove out.

In the carriage, General Manager Chai's face turned pale. I don't know if it was cold or because I was angry after listening to Ni Dahong's story.

"That's how it is." Ni Tui Guan put his hands in his sleeves, leaned against the wall of the car, and looked like he was being played with:

"You fucking wrong from the beginning, that thing is not on the disciples at all. That's it. How could the boy from the Lu family hide it from the truth?"

"Not on the students?" General Manager Chai showed a puzzled expression and said, "Does he still have accomplices?"

He also saw the reactions of the students today, and he really didn't dare to poke the hornet's nest again. So he turned his target elsewhere.

"That's your own business, I won't get involved if I beat you to death..." Ni Tui Guan Youyou sighed: "I'm tired, and I'm going to take a sick leave to go back to my hometown for some rest..."

"You want to be a deserter?" General Manager Chai looked cold when he heard this.

"It can also be said..." Mr. Ni glanced at him and said:

"I advise you to leave Beijing City as soon as possible. If such a big mess has happened today, it must have attracted Dongchang's manga."

"What am I afraid of..." Manager Chai tightened his expression and swallowed the ruthless words that were unnutritious. After a while, he said dejectedly:

"Then I can't finish it like this. Go back empty-handed. Do I still have a way out?"

"You are just a honest person." Tutor Ni said with a dry laugh:

"I have been searching for so long but haven't found it. I'll probably not find it anymore. Anyway, it's not overwhelming to the emperor's hands, and the account book is burned and flooded. Isn't it just a matter of your words?"

"Well, if you really can't do it, you can only do it..." Manager Chai couldn't help but nodded slowly, and suddenly said with a rebreath: "But what should I do if the Seal of the Clear Sea King?"

"As long as the news is not leaked, you can get through it. Can living people still suffocate to death?" Ni Dahong is worthy of being a prosecutor who deals with criminals all day long. He has rich experience in crime, so he pointed out:

"The Japanese don't know that the seal has been lost. You can use it if you fake one, why don't you still use it?"

"You don't understand, there are tricks on that square seal, and the forged ones can't be hidden from the red-haired ghost and the Japanese ghost." General Manager Chai sighed again, curled up in pain and said, "Not to mention going back for the New Year, I will never dare to go back in my life..."

Ni Dahong sighed with helplessness, and the carriage got home and went down.

When he entered the house, the carriage drove far away. A figure wrapped in a white cloth flashed out from the shadow of the wall and tiptoed to follow the carriage's ruts on the snow.

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It snowed all night and it didn't stop until dawn.

The blue brick floor and golden glazed tiles of the Forbidden City are all covered in white, and the vermilion palace walls are particularly eye-catching. They reduce the majesty and killing of the palace, giving people a sense of elegant beauty like a painting.

Today, Emperor Longqing, who loves to sleep in, has not yet gotten up. It is quiet inside and outside the Qianqing Palace, and only the sound of snow sweeping by the small internal supervisors.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps sounded from the direction of the Qianqing Gate. The little insurgents looked in the sound and saw a big sable wearing a white martened winter warm hat, a big red python coat, and a white velvet-edged red cloak. Amid the crowd of Dongchang managers wearing round hats, soap boots and brown shirts, they entered the Qianqing Palace expressionlessly.

The little insults immediately crawled on the ground, not daring to look up and peek.

Because the visitor was the chief pen of the Sili Supervisor, Feng Bao, the eunuch of the East Factory. Although he was only the second-ranking eunuch among the great eunuchs, he was cold and resolute and serious in his daily life. Therefore, the internal supervisors were afraid of him and even surpassed the chief eunuch of the Sili Supervisor.

Feng Bao looked up at Danban without looking at him, and the eunuch guarding the gate hurriedly opened the palace gate silently.

He walked over the threshold and entered the hall, and a group of managers from the East Factory stood solemn outside the hall.

Two little eunuchs came up to help Eunuch Feng take off his cloak, take off his warm hat, take off his python suit, and remove deer-skin warm boots.

Then put on a navy blue straight, wear a steel fork hat with black veil, and wear soft-soled cloth shoes with black faces.

This is a habit passed down in the palace for many years. No matter how glorious the eunuch is outside, as long as it appears in front of the emperor, it must be worn and served like the most ordinary eunuch.

After changing this outfit, Feng Bao asked in a low voice: "Where did your master rest last night?"

"East." The eunuch whispered.

The so-called east is the East Warm Pavilion. There is a side hall on the left and right of the Ganqing Palace, called the East Warm Pavilion and the West Warm Pavilion, which are both places where the emperor goes to bed.

At night, the emperor slept aside randomly, which could increase the difficulty of assassin's assassin's assassin.

But in this way, the Renyin Palace Change still happened. Jiajing was so scared that he moved to Xiyuan and refused to come back until he died.

After Longqing ascended the throne, although he was persuaded by all officials, he barely moved back to the Forbidden City and moved into the Ganqing Palace. However, he was still scared of his father's experience. Until Xi Bingbi, the chief supervisor of the Sili Principal, and Chen Hong, the eunuch of the Imperial Principal, thought of a good idea for him...

Chen Hong proposed to transform the East and West Warehouse into two upper and lower floors, and then divide it into twenty-seven rooms, each room being placed on the bed, and the emperor slept randomly in any room at night.

In this way, even if an assassin went through a lot of hardships to get into the Ganqing Palace, the multiple-choice questions he faced were not choosing one of two, but choosing one of twenty-seven.

If I could guess this rightly, how big would the emperor have to memorize it?

When Long Qing heard that Long Yan was very happy, he quickly ordered him to change it according to the drawings.

The project was completed in late autumn, and the emperor moved in for a winter...

As expected, I slept soundly every night and I no longer worry about repeating my father's mistakes.

The only trouble is that it is not easy for your own people to find him.

For example, at this moment, Feng Bao had to ask whether the Emperor Qing lived in the east or west.

After the eunuch told him that he had to go to the East Warehouse again and find Chen Hong, who was on night shift, and only then did he know from him that His Majesty was sleeping in the four left room on the overpass.

The so-called overpass is a staircase.

After Chen Hong got the money, Feng Bao quietly stared at the golden bell hanging on the caisson.

Wait, wait, wait, finally wait until the bell rings.

Now it's almost time to get to the end of the day.

He led two little eunuchs to the second floor silently along the overpass, and came to the four left doors that Chen Hong said, and called out softly.

"master."

"Come in." A gentle voice came from inside.

Feng Bao then pushed the door gently and saw the emperor leaning against a bright yellow pillow, leaning in the quilt to read a book.

"Master slept well last night?" Feng Bao asked softly.

"It's okay, I just woke up in the middle of the night." Emperor Longqing was just thirty years old, his face was white and his two beards were neatly trimmed. However, as soon as he got up, he couldn't help but get sleepy and his hair was casually scattered behind his head.

"Old Chen's method is good. The second floor has no ground dragon, and it will inevitably freeze the master." Feng Bao glanced at the warm cage that had been extinguished, and quickly asked the eunuch to open the bronze cover and replace it with a burning charcoal basin.

Because the emperor's whereabouts cannot be exposed, there is no more charcoal in the middle of the night, so when dawn is approaching, there is often no warmth in the dormitory.

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