The doctor suffers from amnesia, but not complete amnesia.

"Then I realized that I had made a mistake. The reason why this matter was not recorded in my database was that it was not a threat to me, so I left it alone. But the message had already been sent out, and my student was already moving at his own pace. It would be better to interrupt him at this time and let him come back first."

The Grand Tutor stared at Qiao Yelan in front of him.

Because what the other person said exposed a problem.

Even if Qiao Yelan didn't say it, his candle-bearer couldn't keep an eye on [Ji] anyway—the so-called following the other side's rhythm and not being able to interrupt it was simply because even Qiao Yelan couldn't contact [Ji] who had already escaped.

Wouldn't the candle-bearer he sent out be even less likely to find the guy who likes to knit?

"...I will give the order."

He said those words through gritted teeth.

In terms of the political landscape, he was no match for Qiao Yelan, betrayed by his teammates, and disliked by the emperor. It could be said that he didn't care about these things, and he did have his own reasons for his indulgence—but the fact that the candle-bearer's performance was so disastrous made the Grand Tutor unable to hold back.

So, in the past, people notified us because they were giving us face, and it didn't really matter whether they notified us or not?

Damn it, looks like we need to teach these good-for-nothing candle-bearers a lesson!

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"Please come in."

Qiao Yelan didn't even look up.

"Meet sir."

Upon hearing this address, Qiao Yelan paused for a moment, then looked up at the humble and polite young man.

"You've arrived in the capital so quickly? I thought you'd need a little more time."

“There was a problem with the candle-bearer. I thought that you must have spoken to the Grand Tutor again, so I didn’t beat around the bush with the person watching me. After testing the waters, I came to see you.”

At this moment, Ji's attitude towards Qiao Yelan was like that of a student towards his teacher; that respect came entirely from the bottom of his heart.

"Is there anything you need me to do, sir?"

"I really did have something to trouble you with, but something went wrong and now it's not necessary. It was just that it was difficult to contact you back then, so I contacted the Grand Tutor again to let you come over as soon as possible so you could go back sooner."

The young man's brows furrowed slightly.

Qiao Yelan's words revealed a lot of hidden meaning to him.

When her husband secretly notified her, there was still no change on the candle-bearer's side—this indicated that Qiao Yelan had already sent someone to notify her to come to the capital before the Grand Tutor was even aware of it.

However, just as his plan was halfway through, a huge loophole suddenly appeared on the candle-bearer's side. Just like six years ago, it was a passage deliberately left by the Grand Tutor, which is why he decisively accelerated his entry into the capital.

"Is there some problem with the Grand Tutor? Have you resolved it yourself, sir?"

"I originally thought there was a problem with the Grand Tutor, but it turned out it wasn't his fault—but now that we've talked things out, it doesn't matter anymore."

Qiao Yelan casually glossed over the matter that had previously shaken the Great Yan court.

"So...sir, you summoned me here because there's nothing else wrong?"

Upon hearing this, Ji's face showed emotion for the first time, with a hint of disappointment and frustration.

"Yes, everything's fine now—but since you're already here, would you like to visit someone?"

"Visiting someone's home? Could it be that my elder brother is returning to the capital from Yumen to report on his duties?"

Ji was somewhat surprised upon hearing this, and his expression also showed some interest.

After all, the Great Yan always kept a close watch on them, and with the watchful eyes of the Candle Bearers, the Year Ministers had almost no opportunity to communicate with each other.

"No, I'm going to see your second brother."

Second brother?

The young man blinked.

Is that something I can see?

"...If possible, I really would like to go and see, at least to bring back definite news to Sister Shu, so that she won't be so worried about Second Brother in the Great Wilderness City."

Ji said softly.

"Then it's settled. I'll go deliver the visiting card in a bit, and you'll come with me to the Si Sui Terrace."

Qiao Yelan said it casually.

"I understand—but will the Grand Tutor really agree?"

"Yes, because he knows very well who he should pledge his allegiance to."

The man chuckled.

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Ji, dressed in the uniform of a Ministry of Rites official, pushed Qiao Yelan and walked into the gate of the Si Suitai.

Qiao Yelan was already very familiar with the surroundings, so she didn't pay much attention. Ji, on the other hand, was looking around nervously as it was his first time at the Si Sui Terrace.

After all, potential prisoners are always a little nervous when they visit a prison for the first time.

"Have you memorized the route?"

Qiao Yelan suddenly asked a question.

Ji's heart skipped a beat, then he looked away.

"Sir, you are too kind. I just have some... uh, occupational hazard."

"It's okay, it's good to remember it, so that you won't be completely clueless if you have to venture out in the future."

Qiao Yelan spoke calmly, completely ignoring the Grand Tutor who had just appeared before him, whose face was now covered in black.

"Greetings, Grand Tutor."

Ji bowed deeply in respect.

"Greetings, Grand Tutor."

Qiao Yelan also smiled and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect.

"Alright, come in with me!"

The old man glared at the master and apprentice with annoyance and led them into his own courtyard.

"What, aren't you going to visit someone in prison?"

The man asked, somewhat surprised.

"You have to read this letter before you visit him in prison."

The Grand Tutor picked up an envelope from his desk but did not hand it directly to Qiao Yelan.

"Ji, go outside and wait for me."

"Yes, sir."

The young man responded, released the wheelchair, and walked outside.

The Grand Tutor calmly activated the spell in the room before handing the envelope to Qiao Yelan.

Even though he has already started showing it off, there are still some things he can't show to that person.

[Ji], one of the physiognomists, and the only one to be accepted as a student by Qiao Yelan.

Most importantly, it was Qiao Yelan who personally acknowledged that he had accepted the student and recognized that he was qualified to become a master.

Unlike Qiao Yelan, a Terran evil spirit who only occasionally returns to Da Yan, Ji has always stayed in Da Yan—so if he wanted to interfere in Da Yan's politics, the consequences he could cause would be several orders of magnitude greater than those caused by Qiao Yelan.

Qiao Yelan opened the envelope, inside was the Grand Commandant's reply.

The preceding remarks were merely polite formalities, and the three solutions previously proposed by the Grand Tutor were acknowledged. The plan was for both sides to discuss and determine the appropriate order for implementation.

The real point comes at the very end of the letter.

The Imperial Household Department has now grown into a secret intelligence agency outside the palace. Moreover, to prevent any outside interference, His Majesty specifically placed palace eunuchs as leaders within it. Therefore, it is virtually impossible for outsiders to gather intelligence, let alone know who has become their henchmen.

[And now, not only in the capital, but His Majesty has also ordered the eunuch in charge of the Imperial Household Department to organize a capable team, intending to work in tandem with the Court of Judicial Review and the Court of Investigation and Punishment, one openly and the other covertly, to inspect all parts of the Great Yan and investigate corrupt officials.]

"We are currently operating in the shadows, and although we have no intention of opposing His Majesty, we have deceived him first. At this time, His Majesty's trust in Qiao Yelan has not yet been shaken. If our deception is discovered now, I fear the late Emperor's plans will be ruined, and our Great Yan will have no chance to get rid of this person."

Therefore, I hope you can lend me a hand and distract the Imperial Household Department—the Imperial Household Department cannot be allowed to fall into disarray, so I will do my utmost, whatever it takes, even if it means cutting off my own tail to save myself, just please don't expose me to His Majesty at this time.

That's an interesting question.

Clearly, Qiao Yelan's desired outcome has been achieved—although the Grand Tutor has passed the first two questions back to the Grand Commandant, the third and most crucial matter, the act of agreeing to break with Qiao Yelan, has already earned him enough trust.

Otherwise, the Grand Commandant would not have brought up this issue to ask the Grand Tutor.

"To be honest, I have thought about this problem, but I haven't come up with any results. I really can't come up with a good solution."

The old man and Qiao Yelan looked at each other.

“Originally, I was planning to decline and let that old man deal with this headache himself, but I suddenly remembered that you don’t seem to be planning to take action against the military right now—if the Grand Commandant really slips up and is found out by His Majesty’s henchmen, there will definitely be a major upheaval in the Great Yan military.”

“I don’t care whether that old man lives or dies, nor do I care if I get involved, but it would be bad if this matter affected your plans—the situation is treacherous now, with the Year Beast, demons, sea monsters... problems one after another, and they are all imminent. We really can’t afford to spend another six years paying off debts.”

Perhaps this is the fate of a busybody. Although he had already decided to open a barbecued pork stall, muscle memory still made the Grand Tutor subconsciously start to use his brain to think.

Upon reflection, he realized something was wrong.