Jiapingguan Chronicle

Chapter 885

There was a lot of commotion from the imperial army and the patrol battalion, which woke up many people. The troublemakers nearby stood in front of their own houses with their coats on and watched the commotion. They all showed gloating expressions.

"The intention of these people to watch the fun is too obvious." After receiving the news, Lord Yin of Jingzhao Mansion sighed softly after listening to Mei Butou's report, "Mr. it is good."

"My lord, what should we do?" Mei Tutou carefully glanced at Mr. Fu Yin, "Do you want your subordinates to take someone there?"

"Why bring people there?" Mr. Fu Yin waved his hand, "You and I can interfere with the affairs of those few people? It's not convenient for us to come forward."

"Then don't care about it?" Mei Butou shook his head disapprovingly, "My lord, why don't you go over and have a look and ask about the situation, how about it?"

Lord Fuyin thought for a while, then nodded towards Mei Tutou, "It's okay, just ask if you need our help."

Mei Tutou left from Jingzhao Mansion and came back not long after. Seeing Mr. Fu Yin standing in the yard in a daze, he walked over and stood in front of him.

"how?"

"Mr. Yan doesn't seem to be among those who were arrested, and those who were tied up are very unfamiliar to his subordinates." Mei Butou recalled, "Mrs. Yan is also there, but it seems that she has also been arrested. I don't know why. What. What's more, not only Commander Bai is here, but also members of the Shen family army, so it's probably not a trivial matter. The Commander asked his subordinates to tell the adults that as long as the people are calmed down after dawn, they will handle the rest."

"understood."

"One more thing, before this subordinate left Yan Mansion, he saw Prince Li's lantern from a distance."

"Prince Li? It seems to have alarmed the palace, so it's not for us to come forward." Mr. Fu Yin thought for a while, "Since this is the case, let them do it. Let's do our part. But, you go to rest, after dawn, just maintain the order in the city."

"Yes, my subordinates retire."

Mr. Fu Yin watched Mei Tutou leave, instead of returning to the house, he wrapped his cloak tightly around him, stood in the courtyard, and looked up at the starry night sky.

In fact, the vast majority of people don’t know that besides being the official of Jingzhao Prefecture, he also has another official position, which is the supervisor of Qintian Supervisor. To be precise, this supervisor is his own job. , and Jing Zhao Fu Yin was just to cover up his true identity.

Qin Tianjian has a total of two supervisors. On the surface, the supervisor surnamed Xie is active. Mr. Fuyin has always been hiding in the dark. If there is no special important matter, he will not show his face easily. .

The last time he came forward was the day when the Holy Majesty was enthroned. He still remembered Song Jue's surprised expression when he saw him wearing a cassock. If the occasion and time were wrong, he would probably grab his collar and ask him what happened.

However, after the enthronement ceremony was over, he was secretly declared into the palace by His Majesty. He didn't say anything to Song Jue, but left the palace after handing over the late emperor's edict to His Majesty. He was never found again, presumably. Accept this fact.

Mr. Fu Yin sighed softly. More than a dozen generations of his family have believed in Taoism. They are good at dipping rituals and feng shui calculations. Below and above ten thousand people, the scenery is infinite.

But about a hundred years ago, there was a major mistake in the national policy at that time, and the blame for this crime finally fell on the head of the national teacher.

When the family suffered such a sudden change, the family members began to reflect on themselves, thinking that the limelight was too much, and it was punishment from the heavens. Therefore, they began to deliberately conceal their true identities, and began to stop earning a living by using the unique knowledge passed down by the family.

Lord Fuyin smiled wryly. It is not easy to really fade out of the world. Those who should know their true identities will know.

Just thirty years ago, the first emperor suddenly invited him into the palace without any warning.At that time, he was not the prefect of Jingzhao Mansion, but a small Hanlin of the Hanlin Academy. When he was suddenly called into the palace, he was also a little at a loss, not knowing whether it was bad luck or good luck.

Under the envious eyes of his colleagues, he followed Eunuch Pan, who had come to summon him, into the palace to face the saint. Only after meeting the late emperor did he know that he was allowed to enter the palace because he wanted to have a frank and honest talk with him.

Only then did he realize that their family had always been the focus of attention.

Mr. Fu Yin remembered that he was very helpless at that time, but it was not easy to show it in front of the late emperor, and he felt a little bit self-defeating when he talked about it later.He felt that since his identity had been exposed, he should simply ask the first emperor why he was asked to enter the palace at this time.

He originally thought that the first emperor wanted to do rituals by himself, praying for good weather, peace and prosperity for the country and the people, but he never expected that he would hear a shocking secret, oh no, a shocking plan.In his opinion, that plan was too shocking, so much so that until now, he felt that everything that happened back then seemed to be in a dream, especially unreal.If time could be turned back, even if it violated the holy will, he would firmly reject it.

It's a pity that there is no regret in life, and what happened can't be erased, so he can only admit it.

Fortunately, that amazing plan has been advancing smoothly. He has conducted several deduction in different periods, and the results are all consistent, indicating that they will definitely achieve what they want, even if there will be some twists and turns in the process, But there is no danger.

Mr. Fu Yin squeezed his stiff neck, turned to the direction of Yan Mansion, looked at it for a long time, and then heaved a long sigh of relief.

He had to admit that Emperor Xian had a good eye and saw people very accurately. These children were very competitive, which had already exceeded their expectations.

Mr. Fu Yin stood in the yard for a while, making sure that nothing more would happen, and then slowly went back to sleep.

But at this moment, the atmosphere in the Yan Mansion is not very good, and it is not too much to describe it as being tense.

(End of this chapter)