Since its establishment, the East Factory has encountered many fires. This time the fire is not as exaggerated as Lao Wang described. It only caught fire in the west, and the fire did not spread and was quickly extinguished. It is said that people burn things nearby. Mars drifted to this point, igniting wood. If it were the case with continuous rain a few days ago, it might not have been burned.

When Tang Fan inquired, the burning place was indeed a cell used by the East Factory to resettle the prisoners, and it was also the place where Zheng Cheng's body was placed. A fire killed two prisoners, and even Zheng Cheng's body turned into ashes.

Now that things have come to this point, no matter how much speculation is, it will be useless. I guess the person with ulterior motives is exactly the idea. Tang Fan sighed secretly and thought about going around in circles. Unexpectedly, he finally returned to the starting point. The maid Alin, this time, may not be able to escape this disaster.

He was concerned about this case and wanted to find out the truth, not to show off or fight against Pan Bin, but to comfort the deceased in Jiuquan and save the innocent from blame. He studied hard in order to protect the people one day? Now that the rule of law is in ruins, many people would rather focus on intrigue than do something practical for the people. Just like Pan Bin, there are many officials who are not good or bad, and there are many.

But there are always people who have to do it. Since others are unwilling to do it, Tang Fan doesn't mind taking over it.

The ability to give Pan Bin the Jinyiwei of the East Factory fully demonstrates that Tang Fan's methods are smooth, but a gentleman is round on the outside and square on the inside. His exquisite thoughts are only used in the main business.

But I never expected that things would go so hard. The cases that were not complicated had encountered obstacles one after another, but now they were even dead and they directly cut off all their retreats.

Tang Fan now knows why his teacher Qiu Jun entered the officialdom many years earlier than Pan Bin, and was a great scholar of the times, but he is still just a priest in the Imperial College.

This is the world. People who choose good things like teachers and are stubborn and unwilling to compromise are destined to be reused.

And he himself must also embark on the old path of the teacher?

Tang Fan shook his head, his calm and meticulous personality quickly pulled his emotions from the loss of the Wu'an Hou Mansion case, took out the lowest copy of the stack of files, and opened it to see.

The murder case of the Marquis of Wu'an is important, but the huge Shuntian Mansion has never been short of cases, especially the unsolved and mysterious cases over the years, which have been piled up like a mountain. As the Promoter of Shuntian Mansion, Tang Fan's work content is not easier than anyone else. This is not a civil service that can be organized and compiled documents and passed the time in the Hanlin Academy.

Although the official position of proclaiming officials is small, he is the person in charge of case-based and lawsuit-based prisons in Shuntian Mansion, and the responsibility should not be ignored.

Tang Fan looked at it very slowly, and he thought about it carefully. Sometimes he would pick up his pen and write notes next to him. Sometimes he would get up and read the documents of the old year. After using the meal sent by the yamen runners at noon, he went to work. Before he knew it, most of the day passed.

The sun had already begun to tilt westward, and Tang Fan finally felt a little sore in his eyes.

He raised his head, looked at the sky outside, and then looked at the files on the other side of the table. He was satisfied that he had done a lot today, so he stood up and stretched his muscles and bones, packed up and prepared to go home.

Tang Fan has been to Shuntian Mansion for more than half a year. If there is no accident in normal times, this is his work every day.

The work in front of you has come to an end. It is best to eat a bowl of shallot wontons or meat noodles at this time.

Just thinking about the skills of the owner of the noodle wonton stall in the north of Chengbei, Lord Tang felt hungry.

However, before he could put this idea into effect, an Embroidered Uniform Guard came in outside.

"Brother Xue?" Tang Fan was surprised.

This person is Xue Ling, who is following Suizhou.

Xue Linggong bowed: "Master Tang, General Sui Qi ordered me to come and invite you to come and go."

Tang Fan: "I wonder what happened to the Sui General Banner?"

This handsome man smiled rare: "Good thing."

Since the other party said that, Tang Fan agreed and packed up his things and went out with Xue Ling.

"Brother Xue, if your adult is not in a hurry, why not go to eat a bowl of wontons with me first. I am so hungry to see your adult. I am afraid that my legs will be weak and my teeth will be trembling. The wontons in the wonton stall in the north of the city use the meat filling of the day, and the meat is covered with chopped mushrooms and green onions. The skin is very thin. Once you cook it, you can vaguely see the filling inside. The taste is tender and smooth. If you taste it, you can feel that you are not born in the capital in vain!"

After talking for a long time, he was still hungry.

Xue Ling laughed and found that this Lord Tang was really interesting.

Due to the special functions of the Jinyiwei, ordinary officials saw them mostly fear and fear, or they either flattered and pleased with shame. Tang Fan was an exception. They joked and were serious when they should, and were serious when they should. They were neither too pleased nor disgusted or afraid.

After being lobbyed by his verbal, Xue Ling actually felt that he was greedy in his stomach.

"Since that's the case, I will take advantage of Lord Tang this time."

Tang Fanxi said: "Walk around, I'm so hungry that my chest is pressed against my back!"

The two ran to the stall and had a good meal. Xue Ling found that Tang Fan did not lie to him. Although the stall was simple, there were many customers and the taste was excellent. He had never tasted it before.

Xue Ling ate the marrow and asked for another bowl of noodle soup for meat and bone soup. He was a martial artist and his appetite was twice as large as Tang Fan.

After finishing the meal, Tang Fan paid the money, and then the two walked to the Beizhenfusi, filling their stomachs and gaining strength and energy.

In the evening, the pedestrians rushed back to reunite with their families and ate the food cooked by the wife. Although there were various government offices and many noble residences in the inner city, there were also ordinary people living there. Some of them came to settle down when Chengzu moved the capital to Beijing. Many years have passed, Emperor Chengzu died like a lamp. After several generations of reproduction, the people have become more and more prosperous, far away from Nanjing, and become the real capital.

When there were too many people, they would inevitably bump into each other when walking. However, with Xue Ling there, the Jinyiwei clothing was enough to make people retreat, which was more effective than the official uniforms on Tang Fan. When they walked along the way, others immediately made a spontaneous concession, which made them move much faster.

However, sometimes this rule is not so effective. Not far away, a man was rushing to the road with his head down. He did not look at Tang Fan and Xue Ling's outfits carefully. He walked towards him, and his shoulders collided with Tang Fan. Both sides took several steps sideways. The other party did not even look up at Tang Fan, and then rushed forward again.

Tang Fan turned his head and looked back, but could only see the man's back as he hurriedly left, which was soon submerged in the crowd.

"What's wrong?" Xue Ling next to him stopped and asked.

"It's nothing, let's go."

The Jinyiwei is divided into the North and South Town Fufu Division, and there are also the Seminar and Fourteen Seminars, among which the North and South Town Fu Division is the core of the Jinyiwei. The Nanzhen Fu Division is in charge of the inner and the North Town Fu Division is in charge of the Northern Town Fu Division, and the North Town Fu Division is in charge of the Northern Town Fu Division. The Beizhen Fu Division has five seminars, each with its own duties.

The head of the garrison was called Qianhu, and there were also deputy Qianhu, Baihu, and the 100 households were tested. Then it was the general flag's turn. Generally speaking, the general flag's official position was not high, but they were all practical. For example, in this murder case of the Wu'an Hou Mansion, due to the special identity of the deceased, the emperor ordered the Jinyiwei to intervene in the investigation, and the case fell on Suizhou and was responsible for him.

Tang Fan followed Xue Ling and entered the Jinyiwei Station, and came all the way to the Beizhen Fushi. The ordinary official script plaque was hung on the pillar on the right side of the gate, which invisibly had a shock. Two guards stood on the left and right at the door, with expressionless faces and cold eyebrows. In this situation, the courage was slightly smaller, and probably had already started to spin the calf.

The evil name of the Jinyiwei is mostly on the head of the Beizhenfusi, and the evil name of the Beizhenfusi is mostly on the head of the Zhao Prison. This secret agency founded by Emperor □□ and developed by Emperor Chengzu, especially the Zhao Prison, which "water and fire do not enter, torture everywhere, to go straight and out horizontally", is really frightening. When I think about it, I feel cold all over. When I became an official in the Ming Dynasty, I was afraid of the Dongchang and the Zhao Prison.

So as long as you are a normal human, especially an official, no matter the size of the official position or whether you come voluntarily or not, your smile immediately disappeared when you arrive at the Beizhen Fushi Office and your face immediately tense, as if someone owes him hundreds of trump cards and has not paid back.

Only Tang Fan had the same expression as usual, and he still had time to observe and look at it. When he fell into Xue Ling's eyes, he secretly called himself strange.

"Brother Runqing seems to be quite interested in the Northern Fushi. Why don't I take you to the imperial prison after seeing General Sui Banner?" Xue Ling was determined to scare him.

After a bowl of wontons, the two of them got along well and their names were naturally changed.

Some people are born with affinity, and can make others feel good if they can speak a few words, and then make good connections. Just like some people are born with a leader and suitable for being leaders, these are abilities that cannot be copied or imitated.

People with this ability must first not look too ugly, and secondly, the illusory and indispensable temperament is also very important. Even if some people do not speak, they can make others feel like spring breeze. Some people do not speak, but they only make people feel that they are introverted and indifferent. This is the difference between temperament.

Finally, communication skills and speaking skills are also very important. Throughout history, no one who can be good at dancing in the officialdom and eventually reach the peak of power has been a person who is good at observing people's hearts and is versatile, such as Wan'an, the current chief minister of the cabinet. Although everyone calls him "Long Live Pavilion Master" in private, he laughs at him for being able to flatter and kowtow and shouts Long Live, but he cannot deny that he is very good at being a human being.

Tang Fan's affinity is obviously very good. Even Xue Ling, who has never looked down on those civil servants, thought Tang Runqing was indeed a friend in just a few meetings.

Tang Fan heard his words and laughed: "It's good, I haven't even moved to the imperial prison. I just happened to ask Lao Xue, you can help me lead the way and recognize me. If I commit any crime in the future, I will not be so ignorant that I am unfamiliar with my life!"

Xue Ling twitched the corner of her mouth, and others' expressions changed drastically when they heard the word "Zhuo Zhu". Tang Fan was different.

As a staff member of the Zhao Prison, Xue Ling gave a conscientious suggestion: "This Zhao Prison is easy to enter but not to exit. When you go in, it will be difficult to get out again. Don't look at the scattered sensation outside, in fact, the Zhao Prison is several times more terrifying than you think. When you really see it, you will never want to go in again for a second time in your life."

The two of them walked into a room while talking.

But when Xue Ling stepped into the room, he paused and stuttered: "Big, brother!"

In the main hall of the house, Sui General Banner Dama Jindao sat on a chair, watching the two of them walking in with a smile, and said expressionlessly: "It seems that the two are very close."

Xue Ling: "..."
Chapter completed!