After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Lu Qing came at night and spread out the list that Xie Nanxing wanted in front of Xie Nanxing.

"Master, Prime Minister Xun acted very cautiously. After receiving Mo An's letter, he only contacted ten ministers in the court."

He lowered his raised hand and said, "Before I set out tonight, my spies said that Prime Minister Xun met with Second Young Master Xun alone, and they had a long conversation in the study for two hours."

Xie Nanxing's fingertips on the court official's resume were slightly bent, and he held them in his palm and pinched them a few times: "Has anything unusual happened since you left the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"Our people followed him all the way to Prince Ming's Palace. Young Master Xun looked calm and breathed a sigh of relief after getting off the carriage."

Lu Qing asked tentatively: "Master, when Young Master Xun gets mad, he is always reckless. Can I control him linearly?"

“No need.” He spread out his palm and flipped through his resume again: “We don’t have the energy to control Xun Zhan right now.”

Xun Zhan cannot be controlled either.

The secret letter sent to Xun Xiang was more of a test for Xun Zhan than a test for Xun Xiang.

The calm Xun Zhan is not scary, what is scary is when Xun Zhan laughs in a dissolute and wicked way.

If anything unusual happened to Xun Zhan tonight, Xie Nanxing would immediately set off for Prince Ming's Mansion to meet Xia Yu.

The only one in this world who can suppress Xun Zhan is not Prime Minister Xun and Madam Xun, but Xia Yu.

Keeping everyone's resume in mind, Xie Nanxing's mind had ten branches with Xun Xiang as the main trunk.

If you want this main branch to become a big tree, it should be covered with green leaves.

"A Ping, someone has been waiting in the secret passage for a long time, please invite him over."

Half a cup of tea later, after tidying up, Lu Hei, now dressed like a scholar, walked into the study.

"This subordinate has met his master."

He bowed devoutly, but became more cautious as it was the decisive moment.

He pulled out a booklet from his sleeve and said, "I have asked people to check again these days about the officials who have done practical things for the people. Whenever I am unsure about something, I will go and see them in person."

"These officials and their subordinates classified them according to their background, power, and past relationships."

He took out another booklet and said, "There are two groups of people here. One group is fence-sitters who have no real stance and will call anyone who gives them milk their mother."

"One group is composed of officials who hold great wealth. Most of them are afraid of Xia Hong and are worried that Xia Hong will suddenly find a reason to seize them."

Xie Nanxing quickly went through the list of officials from each faction and said, "Old Black, get someone to personally monitor those fence-sitters. If anyone shows any sign of leaning towards the right side, kill them immediately."

"Master Qing, those who are afraid of Xia Hong should be invited to Nanfeng Pavilion. When His Highness's troops come to the city, let them set an example for the people and kneel down to welcome the new emperor."

He handed the resume that Lu Qing handed over to Lu Hei and said, "With these ten people as the core, pick out those who have no second thoughts from the list and use various means to make these people work together."

"Anyone who cannot unite will be strictly monitored first. If anyone cannot be controlled and insists on jumping up and down, I will also chop them off."

No matter how foolish the ruler of a country is, there will always be people in the court who are loyal to Xia Hong.

They serve the people day after day, and they hope day after day that the king will wake up.

Xie Nanxing couldn't judge such people with pure words, but for Xie Nanxing, his husband was now trapped in the deep palace. Anyone who would affect the overall situation and anyone who would make his husband take risks should not be kept.

In the study, Lu Qing and Lu Hei were working together on various combinations and arrangements. Xie Nanxing turned around and took Mo Ping and Mo An out of the secret passage and got on the carriage at the gate of a secluded farmyard.

There was still an intersection away from the Tian Mansion. Xie Nanxing asked Mo Ping to park the carriage in a dark place, and Mo An went to knock on the door himself.

The small door was opened from the inside, and the palace guard rubbed his sleepy eyes.

I woke up from the dream with a start and was not in a good mood, but the guard did not show any condescending attitude.

It was not because he recognized Mo An, but because the door of the Tian Mansion was often knocked by people who came to Shendu to appeal for justice.

The people are afraid of the officials. In order not to scare the people, Tian Ding gave careful advice to the gatekeepers.

Seeing the calm aura of Mo An, the palace guard knew that the situation was not urgent: "It's so late, my master has already gone to bed. If you want to see my master, come back tomorrow."

Mo Anzhi put fifty taels of silver in the guard's hand and said, "My master's surname is Xie, and he has a good friend named Yang. You tell your master, and he will definitely come after he knows about it."

The official who received the silver hesitated for a moment: "I am only responsible for the message. If my master doesn't want to come out, then this silver..."

"It should also belong to you."

Not long after, Tian Ding, with his hair loose, hurried out from the main courtyard. He had just buttoned his clothes with one hand, and was busy fastening the belt on his back.

It was such a cold winter day that I didn’t even have time to put on a coat.

Shen Jinmo involved Yang Huai in the case of the Dark Guard Division, and Yang Huai happened to use the name of the Shen Mansion to leave the imperial city.

From that day on, Tian Ding felt that there must be someone in the Shen Mansion who wanted to repay Yang Huai.

With Shen Jinmo's personality, he would never consider it to this extent.

When they arrived at the gate, Tian Ding looked at Mo An, who looked unfamiliar yet familiar, and asked with a frown, "Where is your master?"

"It is inconvenient to stay here. Please follow me."

Without a moment's hesitation or any doubt, Tian Ding followed Mo An into the carriage.

There was no light in the carriage. Xie Nanxing opened the window and let the moonlight from outside into the carriage.

Looking at Tian Ding's shoes that were worn backwards and the buttons that were buttoned in the wrong place, Xie Nanxing's eyes were filled with a faint smile.

"It's been a long time since we last met. Sir Tian is so welcoming. I am really flattered."

Tian Ding stared at Xie Nanxing and smiled, and as he smiled his eyes began to turn red again.

Xie Nanxing is really still alive.

It's very good that Xie Nanxing is alive.

The carriage drove towards a more secluded place. Xie Nanxing personally poured a cup of hot tea for Tian Ding. While waiting for Tian Ding to calm his mind, he also gave Tian Ding enough time to think about his purpose.

"A Huai was able to leave Shendu, thanks to my brother for planning for him."

Just laugh it off. Based on the brotherhood alone, Tian Ding does have the position to express his gratitude.

But regardless of whether he has a position or not, Xie Nanxing doesn't want to waste his energy on this matter now.

"You know I am not here for this matter."

Tian Ding suppressed his inner turmoil. Shen Jinmo had not attended court for several days. The news from the palace was that Shen Jinmo was accompanying Ji Yue to travel around the mountains and rivers.

Now that Xie Nanxing is here, where can Ji Yue find a place to stand?

"Lord Shen..."

Tian Ding hesitated to speak, but Xie Nanxing said without hesitation:

"My husband has been summoned to the palace to take care of his illness for four days, and there has been no news since then. I am powerless on my own. I am a dead man in the capital, so I can only ask Lord Tian for help."

This response meant that he was thrown into the vortex of the struggle for imperial power.

Tian Ding avoided answering and asked instead: "Ji Yue is Brother Xie?"