Emperor Jingyang has been bedridden for decades, and the situation in the DPRK and China is chaotic.
In the Jingyang Dynasty, the Jinyiwei was also accused of supervising hundreds of officials. However, because the Jinyiwei did not have a specific leader, it had been divided by several other major forces such as the prince and the queen, and now they are just pure thugs.
Gradually, Xichang got rid of the Jinyiwei and became a major force in the Jingyang Dynasty.
Even in today's Jingyang Dynasty, any official who takes office in the capital needs to bring silver coins and worship the giant Buddha of Jingyang Dynasty, otherwise he will not be able to sleep well at night.
Liu Qingtian found the imperial physician, simply applied the medicine, and then arranged a carriage to drive to Xichang.
The carriage bumped violently along the way, and from time to time it hit the injured area of Liu Qingtian, which caused unbearable pain.
"Damn eunuch, I will definitely kill you!"
He rubbed his red and swollen face and cursed.
Xichang is located in a villa in the west of the capital. The streets here are sparsely populated, but several teahouses are full of people.
Most of the people who come and go inside are not here to drink tea, but to inquire about information or seek connections. They pay their respects to the dock of Xichang.
"I heard that the factory owner of Xichang likes to collect martial arts secrets. This time I specially found the original copy of the Yi Jin Jing, which will probably win the factory owner's favor." Liu Qingtian carefully took out a brocade box from the side.
It contained Shaolin's secret book "Yi Jin Jing". A few years ago, there was a fight for this book, but it was eventually snatched by the eagle dog sitting in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
After all, Jianghu is still Jianghu and cannot compete with the court.
"Sir, we have arrived at Xichang Taiping Street." The carriage suddenly stopped.
In front of Xichang Gate is Taiping Street. There is a Taiping Teahouse on Taiping Street. It is said that the owner of the teahouse has a good eye and a wide range of information channels.
The origin of Taiping Street is also a joke among the people. After all, no one dared to cause trouble in front of Xichang Gate for so many years.
Carriages are not allowed to pass on Taiping Street, not even the prime minister's car.
Liu Qingtian carefully held the brocade box and got off the carriage.
He looked up and saw that the street at Xichang Gate was still half a mile away, so he asked, "Can't the carriage go deeper?"
"Young Master, please forgive me. This is the rule of Xichang. Unless you are a member of the royal family, you must enter Xichang on foot." The maid replied quickly.
Liu Qingtian nodded. Not only was he not angry, but he was also very happy.
The more powerful Xichang is, the more he can help him kill that little eunuch!
"Hmph, even if you hide in the East Palace, you can't escape the West Factory's accountability!" Liu Qingtian snorted coldly, and walked towards the West Factory holding the brocade box in his arms.
Compared with the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the gate of Xichang is simply a poor peasant.
There were no guards at the door, no stone lions, only a rusty guillotine with blood stains on it.
Liu Qingtian looked inside the door and saw some eunuchs and guards, holding various documents and coming and going.
Among them, there may be evidence of corruption of any high-ranking official, and there may be some secret information from other countries.
"The West Factory is really mysterious. It would be great if I could be lucky enough to meet the factory owner." Liu Qingtian thought as he hugged the brocade box in his hand tightly.
If you can get to know the factory owner of Xichang, it will be a big help for him to take over as prime minister in the future!
"Master, wait a moment, I will go in and report." A personal maid bowed and entered the door.
Liu Qingtian nodded.
After a cup of tea, Liu Qingtian was a little nervous and paced outside the door when the maid hadn't come out yet.
He still doesn't know what is waiting for him.
…
Zhao Xiaole sat on the desk and leisurely flipped through an ancient book.
Suzaku stood behind him, rubbing his shoulders.
This ancient book mainly introduces the history of Jingyang Dynasty, as well as some customs and customs.
"There are seven major countries in the world, and the Jingyang Dynasty is the strongest. Unfortunately, Emperor Jingyang is ill now and the court is divided."
"Hiss... Suzaku, be gentle." Zhao Xiaole took a deep breath.
"Please, Lord, atone for your sins!" Suzaku was so frightened that he knelt down.
"Is the original owner so scary, similar to Yuhuatian? It's a pity that he doesn't know martial arts. Yes, I don't know how my bones are and whether I can practice martial arts. There must be martial arts in this world..." Zhao Xiaole
Thinking.
He turned around, stretched out his hand, and rubbed Suzaku's smooth chin.
Then he gently raised his hand, and Suzaku's head was raised as well, the movement was very frivolous.
Zhao Xiaole looked at Suzaku's cold and beautiful face, and his heart trembled.
"It's a pity that such a beautiful beauty is in front of me, but I can't move..."
Zhao Xiaole sighed, it was not that he was afraid of Suzaku's resistance, but that he was an eunuch and could not be exposed at the moment.
"Suzaku, you are not good at disguise. You should be more plain in your disguise. Then, from now on, I will call you Xiaoqueer." Zhao Xiaole said calmly.
"I obey," Suzaku replied coldly.
She is like a cold machine without any emotion.
Just then, there was a cooing sound outside the window.
It's a homing pigeon.
Suzaku got up, went to the bedside, and took out a secret letter from the carrier pigeon.
This secret letter is encrypted in Xichang, and only the core personnel of Xichang can read the contents.
"Your Majesty, Liu Qingtian from the Prime Minister's Office is waiting outside the door. He said he has something to see you."
The prime minister's son still has face, so he deserves to be notified by Xichang.
"See me? Liu Qingtian wants to see me?" Zhao Xiaole was suddenly startled, but then quickly recovered.
What Liu Qingtian wants to meet is the owner of the West Factory. What does he have to do with Zhao Xiaole?
Haha, this is interesting. Liu Qingtian was beaten by me just now, and now he wants to see my vest... Zhao Xiaole sneered in his heart.
It's okay to meet him. I opened the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, just in time to see if the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion were eager to find "me" and what kind of conspiracy they had... Zhao Xiaole thought in his heart.
"Okay, you can make arrangements." Zhao Xiaole said calmly.
"I obey my orders."
After Suzaku finished speaking, she saw her figure flash and disappear by the window.
"Masters...masters, there are really martial arts masters in this world!" Zhao Xiaole sighed with emotion.
Fortunately, these four killers are all his subordinates, otherwise he would not even be able to sleep peacefully.
"Well, when things are done, I'm going to learn from Suzaku and see if I can practice martial arts." Zhao Xiaole thought to himself and slowly walked down the attic.
"Sir, it's almost night, do you still want to go out?" Green ants and red mud came around.
"Well, let's go out and do something." Zhao Xiaole nodded.
"Do you need us to accompany you?"
"No need, I will arrange the carriage myself."
Zhao Xiaole vaguely remembered that when he went to Xichang to work, he had to move to another place and change his identity.
During this period, of course, only people from the West Factory can be responsible.
Although the green ants and red mud were gifts from the prince, they also had unconditional trust in Zhao Xiaole.
This kind of trust is just like the prince's trust in Zhao Xiaole. He doesn't trust anyone he trusts, but he doesn't trust anyone he employs.
An ordinary carriage quickly arrived at the small courtyard.
Zhao Xiaole got on the carriage directly, looked at the darkening sky, and sneered inwardly.
"Hey, let's see what bad ideas you, Liu Qingtian, have."