In Chang'an City, the morning market's Denwen drum has just sounded. The General Administration Department outside the Yintai Gate on the left wing of the imperial city is nicknamed the "Woven Nest" and "Spider's Nest" because of the pipes and network cables gathered here.
In the hall, with the sound of water bells that continued to tell time, the whole night's shift ended.
As the prison guards on duty outside opened the door bolts and thick padlocks, they suddenly walked out in twos and threes, yawning low-ranking officials in blue robes, and more night watchmen stretching in gray shirts and black crotches.
It's like a routine that has been repeated countless times over hundreds of years.
I saw them just like a school of swimming fish, flocking to the East Hall, which provides public breakfast; here they provide a large amount of porridge, rice, soup and cakes, and even some limited supply of snacks; enough to satisfy many people who have not yet married.
A low-ranking official, or a low-level official who was short of money, had a good time.
Of course, as officials of a slightly higher rank among them, they would come to the second floor of the East Hall, a small room dedicated to resting. Ladder cages are often used here to keep warm and prepare some more elaborate and various kinds of food; such as steamed buns.
Noodles, soup sticks, rice dumplings, crispy rings and other seasonal appetizers.
There are also those who have a lot of money or a privileged background, and they will bring their own food at home or ask the neighborhood restaurants to deliver it to share with their colleagues on duty. It can also be regarded as a kind of daily communication and closer relationship.
Okay. After all, as the Department of Communications and Communications, it is neither important nor unimportant.
The important thing is that it can obtain the fastest first-hand information in the world through the network of more than a dozen governor's offices and governor's offices in the thirty-six provinces of the world; this allows the imperial center to always control the situation on the ground relatively effectively.
Information dynamics, and response mechanisms for natural and man-made disasters.
But what is not important is that the news that is gathered through this "big net" every day is really complex and as complicated as the sea; it requires a specific process, a lot of manpower and brain power to sort and filter;
Eventually it became a formal issue in the court.
Therefore, for these officials and civil servants who have direct contact with first-hand information, they have to face a tedious and mind-numbingly repetitive daily routine. Even if nothing happens in most places for a long time, they have to pass through the air and electricity communication lines.
Specific characters are confirmed regularly.
Therefore, after the three-shift night shift, this kind of dining time in the East Hall became one of the few places for people of this generation to communicate with each other and have some fun. In fact, the birth of
A tradition and custom called Dou Shi was spread among the bureaucracies.
As one of the four permanent directors of the Feixun Hall, Wei Xuanzhen is undoubtedly the best in "fighting for food"; because he married the daughter of a wealthy feudal family, he always has a way to recruit some innovative products from the huge Chang'an city.
/ Share weird food with colleagues and subordinates.
Even this time, there was no exception. With a look on his face, he took out a large plate of five-color mountains dyed with longan rice, added with a lot of dried fruits, and candied preserves from the insulated steamer; and on the pile of five-color rice
Nuts, preserved meat, and even carved shapes of birds, small animals, etc.
Just looking at it made people hungry and their index fingers twitching. Then, while these colleagues and subordinates gathered in groups and began to eat at this five-color rice mountain, Wei Xuanzhen drank the refreshing tea and leaned against the window.
At the same time, he quietly flicked a small tube containing a paper roll into the outer wall.
And there, there will naturally be a special handyman who sweeps it in the morning to pick it up and then send it to where it should go. Not long after, Wei Xuanzhen, who was about to leave the hospital in the morning light, was stopped by a colleague and said:
There seemed to be some mistakes and mistakes in the registration form at night.
However, when he came to the remote wing with full of thoughts, he did not see another chief officer who was also on duty, and there was no so-called night shift badge. Instead, it was the left counselor company of the General Affairs Department who rarely set foot here.
He was sitting upright. Then the door suddenly closed.
"Hello, Zuo Shen. I wonder if the official has taken the time to come here. Is there anything I can do for you?" Wei Xuanzhen couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, but he tried his best to salute as if it was nothing serious: "Actually, the official only needs to give an order.
, my servants can then go and report on their own..."
"Mr. Wei! You have been serving in the General Affairs Department for nineteen years, right?" However, Lian Gongzhi suddenly interrupted him and said: "It is said that you are diligent in your work and have a good reputation among your colleagues. During this period, you also gave in at least
He has been given the opportunity to be promoted twice; he is truly a model of diligence in our company."
"It's just some daily boasts, and I really don't dare to praise Zuo Shen." Wei Xuanzhen said, thinking in his mind: "The servants are just people who live in peace and contentment. They have no hope of promotion and prosperity, and no worries about food, clothing, and warmth."
"So being able to have the situation in front of you is already satisfying."
"This is because everyone has his own ambitions, and it's not easy for me to decide." Hearing this, Lian Gongzhi nodded and said: "I also heard that your ancestor came from the family of Fang Jin Gong; it can be regarded as a family that has been passed down for generations.
The loyal family has passed away. So, there is one thing I still don’t understand?”
"Please give me your instructions, sir..." Wei Xuanzhen couldn't help but bowed his head and said respectfully:
"Since you have such a good family background and many years of experience, your daily life is even more secure." Lian Gongzhi wrote lightly: "Then why do you want to act as a mole, steal secrets, and even collude secretly?
The rebels who are trying to overthrow the imperial court!"
"Zuo Shen, why did you say this!" At this moment, when Wei Xuanzhen heard the words, it was like five thunders struck his head, and another bucket of ice water was poured from his head to the soles of his feet. He said angrily like he was laughing in anger: "Who on earth is planning this?
He wanted to trap me, but he didn't hesitate to commit such a crime..."
"I don't mind, secretly informing the Jingjiang Liu family, is this a trap for others?" However, Lian Gongzhi sneered unmoved; at the same time, he threw a small tube in front of him that was supposed to be picked up: "Wan
I never thought that the leak that our company has been pursuing for a long time would fall on you."
The next moment, Wei Xuanzhen, who seemed to be weak in character, suddenly got angry, grabbed several furnishings, and swung them at Lian Gongzhi himself. Then, amid the noise of dodging and hitting, he retreated and slammed into the carved flower.
A crack was forced out of the window lattice, and he turned over and disappeared.
However, Lian Gongzhi, who was blocked in front of him by two guards and did not move at all, sighed heavily; then he said to another person who came out beside him: "Since we are sure that the crime is confirmed, let's hand it over."
I have sent you to the Xijingli Court for questioning, so that we can root out the source of the leak."
"Please don't worry, Mr. Lieutenant, we can't escape from this building." That person was Xin Gingping, the manager of the internal engine room from Xijingli Branch. He said calmly: "As long as Mr. Lieutenant doesn't mind our headquarters and takes some extraordinary interrogations.
The method will naturally allow him to tell everything he knows and talk endlessly."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a brief commotion outside because Wei Xuanzhen hit the window and ran away. I don't know when it had completely subsided. Then Wei Xuanzhen, who was as silent as a dead dog, was killed by a sergeant with a body like an iron tower and bulging muscles.
He was dragged back to life. He looked apologetic and said:
"Shang Guan forgives me, I seem to have lost control of my strength, and I accidentally hit him hard, and it seems that I pinched his hands and feet. As a result, I passed out from pain on the spot. Please don't worry, I have carefully checked.
After that, at least his life is still there..."
However, after hearing these words, Lian Gongzhi's eyes couldn't help but twitch slightly, and he couldn't help but want to use the armrest to weigh himself. Is it possible that everything in Xijingli Courtyard is so straightforward/rude? But he still sighed.
: "This dormitory is at your disposal. I just want to confess."
Immediately afterwards, Lian Gongzhi looked at the former imperial city in the distance, where the Shangshu Province was located, and murmured to himself: "Now that we have prioritized cutting off the sources of possible leaks in the General Affairs Department, we should start to take action in other places.
Come on! That supervisor of yours has created a big problem for the court!"
"Zuo Shen was joking." However, Xin Pingping said with a humble and meaningful smile: "The head of my family is in Raozhou this time, and he is fortunate to have solved many potential worries and internal troubles for the court.
Yes. Otherwise, I don’t know what unbearable things will happen in the future.”
As his words slowly drifted in the wind. On the right wing of the Baiguan Office in the front courtyard of the imperial city, and in the Taiyuan, one of the three courtyards of the Censor; there were also faint shouts and shouts, suddenly from behind a high wall.
A gray figure jumped down from the eaves, and then fell onto a street tree.
When the man got up again, his clothes were scratched and his head was bleeding. However, he still stumbled and continued running along the wall. Finally, he jumped into a ditch and disappeared.
Covered in filth, he reappeared at the other end of the ditch outside the palace wall.
Unexpectedly, another voice sneered above his head and said: "Taiyuan Right Recorder asked you, I wonder when you changed your profession and started digging ditches for a living." Then a group of right street envoys came.
A disciple of Jinwu covered his face and nose and scratched out the fugitive who was covered in filth.
However, in the Zhencheng North Department of Jingzhao Prefecture, the arrest of Bai Jingfu, the first brigade general and deputy arrest thief, who was the top official of the Criminal Department's fast-track team stationed here, encountered a lot of trouble; because Bai Jingfu
He had a high prestige among his subordinates, so he once gathered a crowd to resist capture.
Then, Yuan Wailang, who was directly in charge of the Ministry of Punishment, appeared in person and persuaded most of the team members who did not know the truth to disperse. However, he and his henchmen unexpectedly broke out on the spot and kidnapped them on the pretext of surrendering without restraint. It was not until Xijing Lixing
Backup from the hospital arrived and threw special smoke to numb them all.
In addition, in the temple department, which is in charge of temple worship, astronomy, engravings, national taboos, temple taboos, divination, medicine, etc., as well as the records of monks and nuns, the interrogation of Li Lingwen, the doctor of the temple department, also came to nothing; however, he was subsequently interrogated.
He followed him personally and blocked him in the house of the otaku wife he kept.
Those who were raided and arrested at the same time were even more than a dozen well-known Hu merchants in the West City; several business leaders in the East City. However, in the Zoroastrian Temple in Fanfang under the city, a Sabaofu was arrested
Hu Zheng/Mu Huzhang met with resistance from the believers present, causing dozens of casualties before succeeding.
In the end, except for Liu Chuanzhi, the original target of the general supervisor, whose whereabouts were unknown a few days ago, this time the raid promoted and launched by Xijingli Xingyuan has generally achieved its goal. Next is the court.
The subsequent recourse, liquidation and gaming in the process are over.