His Majesty the Emperor trusts Chen Pingping and loves Fan Xian very much. However, the power of the Supervision Bureau is too great. If it were just to check and balance from the outside, an emperor would definitely not be relieved. Therefore, there was a Ministry of Internal Affairs back then, and there must have been a lot of confidants in the Supervision Bureau in the Palace.

I believe Chen Pingping and Fan Xian knew this kind of thing well, but there was no need to make things clear with the emperor, just to be careful in secret.

Since the Censorate was going to compete with the Supervision Bureau, the inner court, or the Ministry of Internal Affairs, had slowly been transferred from Eunuch Yao to He Zongwei's hands three years later. This force, which was darker than the night, is now under the control of this clan brother of He Zongwei.

After pondering for a moment, He Zongwei said: "From the outside investigation, if the Supervision Bureau is still related to Wang Qinian, there will be traces, but don't let these people know what they are investigating."

"What if His Majesty knows that the Lord is investigating the matter, what should I do if I ask?"

"Your Majesty will not care about these trivial matters." He Zongwei lowered his head slightly and said, "After finding out, we will report to the Lord and ask the Lord to decide."

Of course, if He Zongwei grasped this important thing that might stir up the relationship between His Majesty and Fan Xian, he would not quietly report to His Majesty quietly and give His Majesty a chance to negotiate privately, but would try his best to make this matter bigger.

The man knew what was hidden in the adult's words, and did not say much, and said directly: "It will definitely not disappoint the adult's expectations."

The study room replied to silence again. He Zongwei sat behind the desk and couldn't help but shake his head. He didn't have a book boy, but there were always a few masters, but those masters were strictly prohibited from entering the back garden. No one dared to approach this study room except his confidants. He knew that if he could really believe in Fan Wujiu, then this matter would definitely be easier.

But he couldn't fully believe in Fan Wujiu, especially since the other party was now a strategist, who appeared in front of him.

He Zongwei has always kept the greatest suspicion in his heart for people like the strategist. Many years ago, he successfully made a fortune because of overthrowing Lin Ruofu, but in fact, he knew that the fall of the former prime minister had nothing to do with him. This was what His Majesty meant, and the one who actually executed and gave the prime minister the heaviest blow was the one who looked extremely handsome and free-spirited in the prime minister's mansion, Yuan Hongdao.

He Zongwei and Wu Boan's wife lived in this old house of imperial books. He was ordered by the eldest princess to contact the prime minister's mansion and dealt with the Yuan Hongdao.

He knew what kind of dangerous stab that counselor named Yuan Hongdao had in this matter. The truth that was slowly revealed in the past few years shocked him even more. Yuan Hongdao was actually a member of the Supervision Bureau!

Supervision Office!

He Zongwei felt a chill in his heart. He was very afraid of the power of the Supervision Bureau. Although he now has some personnel inside the Supervision Bureau, the more he knows about the Supervision Bureau, the more he is afraid. He was afraid that the gardener in his mansion was a spy from the Supervision Bureau, he was afraid that the fat servant was a killer from the Sixth Division, and he was afraid that there were three chronic poisons in the food he ate every day...

He was afraid that even the adviser who stayed by Fan Wujiu, the second prince, would be a member of the Supervision Bureau, and would stab the most harshest knife into his body in the future.

He wanted to deal with Fan Xian. So he was even more afraid of Fan Xian dealing with him. It has been several years since he was respected by everyone in the court. When he returned to the mansion, he was immersed in unhealthy emotions of anxiety and anxiety. He always felt that everyone he saw in the mansion might be someone sent by the Supervisory Council.

Therefore, there were not many servants and maids in the He Mansion, and he had very few people. Even if he had to hire people, he would rather go through a lot of hardships and find the brothers of the tribe from his hometown. Unexpectedly, this made him the name of Qingqian.

Sometimes He Zongwei even felt that he was about to be driven crazy by this nervous mood! But he couldn't be crazy, he wanted to win the final victory. He had already found the obscure but dazzling white fish belly in the dark horizon.

He pushed open the door and stood alone in the corridor, his face slightly lit up. He was in an extremely heavy mood. When he thought of that woman occasionally, he felt a little more painful in his eyes.

No one knew what kind of torment was in Grand Secretary He, and no one thought he was a man who was about to go crazy. However, a few days after the birthday party of Sun Mansion, civil and military officials in the court, and even scholars and common people who knew some news, knew that Grand Secretary He lost in this battle, and lost very thoroughly.

His Majesty the Emperor did not invent the order. Instead, he asked He Zongwei to deal with the matter of the prefect of Kyoto on his own. He obviously wanted to use this matter to establish the authority of Grand Secretary He in the court. However, he did not expect that Fan Xian came back from Dongyi City, drank a drink, had a fight in the palace, and even went to the Imperial Academy to visit, and then beat Grand Secretary He's hand to the outside!

No one would find it strange about the damage to the face of Grand Secretary He and his failure. After all, the opponent he faced this time was not the Six-Minister in the court, nor were the powerful and powerful brothers from the past. But Fan Xian.

Fan Xian would stop if he didn't do anything. As long as he made up his mind to do something, he could always do it. This has become a consensus in the whole world.

It is obvious that His Majesty the Emperor has no good way to deal with this illegitimate child. After all, he is just a mere prefect of Kyoto. His Majesty cannot really turn against his favorite illegitimate child.

The old account checking officer sent by the Ministry of Revenue left Kyoto Prefecture in a mess. The secret investigation of the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Justice also ended under the strong pressure from the mountain. Although Grand Secretary Hu did not speak, he also whispered to the ministers in front of He Zongwei's ground. Although this sentence was light, it was quite heavy.

It’s clear to Kyoto.

It was early to celebrate the April Festival in Qingming Festival, and the spring was bright. Fan Xian sat on the horse in casual clothes, holding the willow branches and pointing directly to the east, laughing at the officials who were seeing him off.

He Zongwei beaten him again and gained the upper hand in arguing with His Majesty the Emperor, at least ensuring that his power will not be too severe in a short period of time. Fan Xian was in a good mood. Even if he was about to embark on the journey again and torture the sword hut full of medicine in Dongyi City, he was still in a good mood.

After the farewell officials finished their day, they accepted a large basket of flatteries and the cold and sour words he secretly said to He Zongwei. Fan Xian's expression remained unchanged. He left Liting, got off the horse, and still hid in his black carriage.

The surroundings were already quiet, but there was another person in the carriage. Yan Bingyun looked at him and suddenly spoke, "There has been signs of chaos in Dongyi City. Do you really want me to suppress it?"

"I will bring the black cavalry into the city this time." Fan Xian's eyebrows surged with a faint sorrow and said, "And the old dean will return home in a few days. You can see more for me here. If you leave with me, who will make the decision for the hospital in Kyoto?"

Yan Bingyun saw the sorrow in his heart very keenly, and was a little puzzled, but he did not ask directly, but said: "He Zongwei lost a lot of face this time, and the Censorate will probably be quiet for a long time."

"Don't underestimate him." Fan Xian said: "Although these officials are talking bad about him in front of me today, if there is another occasion, in front of He Zongwei, who dares to say something loudly? The status of an official is still in the words of His Majesty. As long as the holy family is still there, he will never be able to fall."

"And he is a powerful character." Fan Xian suddenly smiled slightly and said, "I used to think He Zongwei's situation was too small, but I didn't expect that he actually did something that surprised me."

Yan Bingyun did not laugh and said calmly: "I found out that Fan Wujiu is in the He Mansion. If you really want to deal with He Zongwei, just say it to His Majesty."

After a moment of silence, Fan Xian shook his head and said, "Fan Wujiu's choice surprised me. When he fled from Kyoto, he was obviously a cowardly and afraid of death. He did not expect that after the second prince died, he would have the courage to return to Kyoto and carry out the so-called revenge plan."

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, raised his face and exclaimed, "I know it is impossible to do it. Fan Wujiu's move is very ancient, and I admire it very much."

Yan Bingyun frowned and said, "I don't believe that you admire He Zongwei very much, and I don't believe that you will let He Zongwei go because of things like ancient style."

"Now I want to deal with a big thing... Before the dean returns to his hometown, don't do anything for you or I to avoid variables." Fan Xian said very seriously.

Yan Bingyun's heart trembled slightly. There were not many things that could shock him, but from Fan Xian's words, he smelled some very dangerous smell.

"There should be no problem." Fan Xian said softly, "But no more troubles have occurred recently, there can be no big news in the court, so we should not rush to do anything."

"What is He Zongwei in a hurry to do?" Yan Bingyun handed a piece of paper to his hand and said calmly: "Although I haven't found it yet, there has been some undercurrents under the yard recently, but I don't know the reason."

Fan Xian fell into deep thought. He is not a god, and the Supervision Bureau is not omnipotent. Moreover, for some mood reasons in recent years, he is not willing to think about whether Lao Wang, who was closest to him, lived in the distance. He didn't even think about this aspect for a while. As for Gundam, Fan Xian thought he was dead.

"Just relying on Fan Wujiu is enough to make He Zongwei step down. We have a sharp weapon in our hands." Fan Xian said: "If He Zongwei really makes any big noise, you can throw Fan Wujiu out directly. There is no need to continue staying in the court if a minister who takes in the old prince's family.

Yan Bingyun was silent for a moment and said, "Mr. He made a fatal mistake."
Chapter completed!