The night above Shenjing was dim, and the dusk mist was deep. The distant lights reflected Jia Cong's long shadow, as well as the alleys, the walls and eaves of alleys, and the shadows of trees. Inside the huge Zhengyangmen Cave, the gate has been closed.

The Jinyiwei Admiral’s Office, the officers and soldiers of the infantry commander’s office guarded both sides, standing like nails. There were few people in the front streets to approach. The Admiral’s Office was inside Zhengyang Gate and on the left side in front of the Meridian Gate.

The security and defense of the capital are the strictest in the country. The imperial city is within Zhengyangmen, and the Forbidden City is surrounded by layers of surrounds. The emperor personally controls the army. No matter how light skills float on the water or the eighteen dragon subduing palms are useful to the Beijing army.

The access control hours have passed now, and even if there is an emperor's handwriting, the door cannot be opened. The rules set by Taizu Taizong should not be violated, in order to protect the safety of these rulers.

"This is a omission. I am not an official, so how can I enter Zhengyang Gate? Besides, the access control is already in place at this time. Fortunately, it doesn't matter if this matter is delayed for two or three days. Except for me, Teacher Qin and those working officials, no one knows the importance of Jirang to the emperor. Naturally, Jia Zhen cannot know. They probably think I am stupid, right? This is best... I can't enter the Admiral's Office, I can only think of his method, and I don't know if Yu Baihu is in the outer city?"

Jia Cong is calm in the face of danger, neither anxious nor impatient. His two lifetimes of ups and downs have taught him to calm down when encountering things and listen to thunder silently. The calmer he is, the better he can handle things well. If a person has super self-control over himself and is more ruthless than others, then he will be half successful.

Sun Fu and his friends followed Jia Cong back silently. The young master had his own opinions and they did not interfere.

Jia Cong wanted to go back to Qin's house in Nancheng to rest for one night. To see the situation tomorrow, his legs were sore on the saddle. He learned how many times he had worn out when he learned to ride a horse, but he didn't realize it at this moment. The sound of horse hooves quickly walked into the streets of Nanda. Suddenly, several horses were sprinting towards him. The horse was lit with paper lanterns, and he could vaguely identify the flying fish suit and embroider the spring sword.

"Why are you still staying when the curfew is approaching? Are you homeless?" The Jinyiwei asked harshly with expressionless face.

The security of the capital is the Jinyiwei, the Nine Gate Infantry, the Five Patrol Battalions, and the Five Censors of the Censorate, and the Five Censors of the City, and the Five Censors of the Five Censors, and the Five Censors of the Five Censors are also dispatched by the Jinyiwei. The Jinyiwei's duties are to arrest, public security, and stand guard. Not every Jinyiwei is a powerful figure. In addition to secret spies, they may also be a great general standing guard or repairing sewers.

The curfew in the outer city is actually not as strict as the inner city. It is rich in the east and the west. Many noble families are singing and singing every night, living drunk and dreaming. They dare not care, so they scare the powerless citizens. Jia Cong held his joy and said, "The people in the Rongguo Mansion in Xia Nai Xicheng are here to go home. Can the military master recognize the remaining hundreds of households?"

The Jinyiwei, who led the army, wanted to ask "Why did the people in Xicheng travel to the south city at night?" He heard Jia Cong's words include "Rongguo Mansion" and "Yu Baihu" and "Yu Baihu" and stopped them. He turned around and passed a few words. After waiting for a while, another team of patrol officers and soldiers came over, and Yu Biao was the one who took the lead.

Yu Biao was a businessman in Beijing. He made great contributions on several business trips. Now he gets promoted to a thousand households as he wishes. He pressed the embroidered spring knife with one hand and the reins with the other. He rushed over in the dark and circled Jia Cong and others, and ordered the officers and soldiers behind him to say, "You go patrol ahead. This is really a young master of the Jia family. I have seen it."

After the officers and soldiers took the order, Yu Biao changed his face and raised the lanterns to shine. "Young Master Jia is so unsafe to walk at night..."

"Sir, I wonder if I can find a place to speak?" Jia Cong tempted that in Luo Guoqi's death, Yu Biao sold favors, and Yu Biao would not sell favors for no reason. This shows that Jia Cong is useful and valuable to him.

"I'm just thinking." Yu Biao's cheekbones raised and he squeezed out a smile: "The official of Prince Yu's former son asked someone to find you. I heard that you seemed to have been studying with Langzhong Qin again, and they just gave up. I guess you will get news in a few days, so go to the Qin Mansion."

After finding a friend of the Jinyiwei, Jia Cong calmed down his mind about the secret statement.

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The oil and fire filled the Qin Mansion's ear room, dispelling the coldness of early autumn evenings. Tea was placed on the table to awaken the spirits and refreshing the spirit. Qin Zhong put a bald iron cone behind his buttocks, and one end of a thick rope was tied to his hair and the other end was tied to the beam. Qin Keqing looked at the scriptures while holding it on the kang.

Qin Tong and he came back, Jia Cong drove into the door, Qin Keqing put down the book and stood up gracefully: "Young brother is back, where is your master?"

"The teacher has something to do and I have to bring someone to discuss something, and the one in the yamen." Jia Cong looked at Qin Zhong with a funny look: "I've really put in my efforts."

"That's right, I'm hanging my head on the beam and stabbing my thighs. If I don't want to go to high school, I'm still thanking you. Since I'm a person in the yamen, I can't go out. My junior brother has taken this place as the boss and has eaten it?" Qin Keqing asked softly.

"I've been busy all day, I've been running for a day. Let's take a look later." Jia Cong nodded and went out.

Qin Keqing waved and told the girl: "There is still left in the kitchen. Go and serve two bowls of lotus seed soup, heat it up, and add a bowl of sour plum soup."

When Yu Biao sat in the living room, he didn't eat it. Jia Cong told him about Qin Ye's secret letter and took it out of his sleeve.

Yu Biao stared at him with a faint and fiery look, and Jia Cong was still safe under his eyes.

"Since it is the personal matter of the emperor, I should be promoted by my Jinyiwei. Please keep your mouth shut and don't tell anyone to know." Yu Biao said in a leisurely manner, but the warning was obvious.

"Sir, I've never talked too much." Jia Cong picked up a spoon and dug a spoonful of soup and ate it first.

"Very good, those who know the times are heroes. This is my duty. When a young man takes care of me in the future." Yu Biao collected the secret letter and hurried out of the mansion overnight. His Jinyiwei waist sign will be directly to the Da Nei as soon as he opens the door tomorrow.

Jia Cong didn't have to chew it, swallowed the lotus seed soup in a hurry, and then drank the sour plum soup to relieve hunger for a day. Qin Keqing held the door with his hand and moved in and sat down, "Is it delicious?"

"Um."

"I think my junior brother has something to do? Did my business implicate you? Senior sister is so useless, I keep making you run around." Qin Keqing blamed himself very much, and felt sorry for his junior brother.

"No, no." Jia Cong pursed his lips tightly, without any breath, and made a nasal sound: "Senior sister is so beautiful today."

"You have learned to be slick." Qin Keqing smiled sweetly, Jia Cong's eyes kept looking at him, and he hurriedly said, "Food, sex, nature." I have never seen anyone who is greedy and lustful."

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The Daming Palace was a architectural symbol of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty. The Dashun Capital encountered wars in the late Ming Dynasty and was destroyed. The state dynasty was established and rebuilt, and it was already beyond recognition. This Daming Palace is not the Daming Palace, but the palace where Emperor Yongle deals with government affairs.

Early this morning, Yu Biao released his waist sign and entered the palace, and he kept kneeling under the alchemy in the hall. Emperor Yongle Ling Chengsi sent a message to the six ministries and nine ministers who were "I have illnesses" and did not attend court for several days. Therefore, there were many cabinet ministers, nine ministers and officials of the six ministries and the ministers who were waiting in the room.

With a creaking sound, the hall door opened, and two deacons and eunuchs opened the door and stood outside the door. The tall and large Jinyiwei general, the guards with swords in front of the imperial guards, were listed on both sides, which made people feel a little scared.

The morning sun shone into the magnificent Daming Palace. Yu Biao raised his head and Dai Quan held the whisk in his hand, "Yu Qianhu, go in and talk."
Chapter completed!