Wei zhanmei's intelligence, supervision and arrest organization is called Nanzhen Fusi, which is half lower than the Beizhen Fusi in Yingdu, Xindu. However, because it is located in the war center, the number of people can be more than double the standard allocation of the normal establishment, which can be described as a great weight.

When Wei zhanmei walked into the gate of the government office, the old Cangtou wrong uncle of the porter stopped him: "general flag Wei, good morning, Dage leader, please go to the inner hall to see him in half an hour."

The head of the North Town Fu Department is the town Fu envoy. In order to make a difference, it is customary internally to call the chief officer of the South Town Fu Department Da Ge Ling. Today's Da Ge Ling is Hu Shiwei, one of the puppet figures in the small imperial court who recommended Wei zhanmei to work here.

Wei zhanmei smiled, nodded, raised his hand and handed uncle CuO a rougamo he bought on the road: "OK, this is for you. Eat it while it's hot."

Uncle CuO has been guarding the gatehouse since Fu Si opened the Yamen construction office in Nanzhen. Everyone doesn't know his real name and is not interested in knowing it. Uncle CuO has bad legs and one leg is lame. It is said that when he was young, he was a strong general in the Chaohua army of the old Dynasty. He was disabled during the war and had a very poor life. Later, thanks to the care of the old Department, he was able to take a casual job here to provide for the elderly.

When Uncle CuO saw roujiamo, his wrinkled old face smiled more like chrysanthemum. He hobbled over with a hardwood crutch and took it: "brother Wei bothered. I'll see you in the Yamen. Young and light people are the chief flag officer. They don't put on airs. Who else is not nose to the sky."

Then he looked around at no one, lowered his voice and said, "the big Pavilion leader came with the team early in the morning. His face is not good. You should be careful later."

Wei zhanmei helped the wrong uncle, patted his crutch and replied, "thank you, wrong uncle. I know."

Wei zhanmei bypassed the screen wall and walked towards his room. On the way, he saw a man coming face-to-face with his head down. He leaned over and said hello: "good morning, Mr. Yuan."

The man made a sound and walked over without raising his head.

His name is yuan henpu. He is the treasurer and master Shuqi of Nanzhen Fushi. His first-hand articles are very beautiful and appreciated by Hu Shiwei. He is a few years older than Wei zhanmei. He is white and clean. He looks like a weak scholar. He always talks sour, takes pity on himself and doesn't care about people. He doesn't have good popularity in the Yamen.

Wei zhanmei didn't care. He went straight to his room, put on his official clothes, made himself a pot of tea, sat behind the table, twisted his right finger, rubbed the teapot, looked at the white chopping double knives and concealed weapon bag hanging on the shelf, and quietly reviewed all the information he had obtained from the morning to now in his mind.

After sitting quietly for half an hour, Wei zhanmei got up and went out to the inner hall. At the door, she signed up and entered.

Some people have been sitting or standing in the inner hall.

There are two high backed imperial chairs next to one of the several cases. There is a person sitting on the upper left head, with a red face and white hair. According to the color of his clothes, he should be a father-in-law of the inner court. At the moment, he is holding a tea bowl with one hand and drooping eyelids. He seems to be closing his eyes and refreshing himself.

Behind him stood two people, one of whom was not tall, the Taoist priest was dressed up, his face looked like a smile, and his eyes flickered. The other was a woman with a long body. She was dressed in black and covered with a piece of black yarn. She only showed two eyes like autumn water and looked left and right curiously.

Sitting on the right is Hu Shiwei, Wei zhanmei's immediate boss.

Hu Shiwei is in high school. He is slightly fat and has a big pouch under his eyes. He is a master of internal skills.

Hu Shiwei always talks with a smile when he meets people. He is very much like a rich man. Whoever sees him for the first time will not connect him with the leader of Fu Si Dage in Nanzhen who kills people without blinking an eye and has blood under his hands. Hu Shiwei has a nickname in the Jianghu, which is called "smiling face butcher".

But today, as Uncle CuO said, Hu Shiwei turned black and gloomy. He looked very different in peace.

Wei zhanmei and Hu Shiwei looked at each other and gently stood in their own position.

After waiting for a while, when everyone arrived on time, Hu Shiwei coughed and opened his mouth: "ladies and gentlemen, I'll introduce you first. This is the special envoy from the inner court who came down to patrol on behalf of the Fusi of Beizhen, father-in-law Tu Haitu. You've seen him first."

They all cross their hands and salute together. Tu Hai puts down the tea lamp and nods slightly.

Hu Shiwei then said in an accentuated tone, "it's really a big event that has happened today. It's a big event that makes me feel very sad."

Speaking of this, Hu Shiwei turned to Tu Hai: "Nanzhen Fu division is outside my official. At present, there are two thousand households, five hundred households, eight general flag officers, 36 small flag officers, 128 embroidered guards, and the rest are ordinary sergeants and captains."

After saying this, he turned to look at the crowd: "today, there are generals above the general flag. Except for one thousand households, two hundred households and three general flags, they either stay outside or go out on business without returning. There should be seven, but there are actually seven."

After a pause, ignoring everyone's surprised eyes, Hu Shi continued in a low voice: "why did father Tu come here? You seven people know."

"After years of fighting against the rebels and bandits, the thirty-six routes of war against the imperial court have been destroyed or dispersed. Now there are still eighteen routes that are still alive."

"Recently, our Nanzhen Fu division successfully plotted against Bai Xiaosheng, the deputy general leader of the fast snow Shiqing hall and one of the bandit leaders offered a reward by the imperial court. He promised to abandon the secret and turn to the bright and turn to the water."

"Bai Xiaosheng fled and was secretly escorted to Yingdu, but he was only willing to tell the secret information about the location of the general Hall of Qingqing hall during the fast snow and the military deployment in front of the important officials of the imperial court. Therefore, Duke Tu and his party came nonstop."

"Before the meeting, Bai Xiaosheng's place of detention was known only to me and the seven of you, and no one else knew the details."

Speaking of this, Hu Shiwei became fierce: "however, just this morning, I personally went to meet the special envoy outside the city. On the way, I received information that someone wanted to assassinate father-in-law tu. I immediately rushed to protect him and ordered the Jianghan Jiangqian family, who is in charge of guarding Bai Xiaosheng, to call the embroidered clothes guard to help quickly."

"However, as soon as Jiang Qianhu's front foot left, an assassin attacked. Qian Wanli, Zheng Wu of the general flag, two small flag officers and eight embroidered clothes guards were killed, and Bai Xiaosheng also died!"

Several people present who did not know it were all in an uproar.

Hu Shiwei snorted: "I have examined the body. Bai Xiaosheng died of breaking his heart by heavy manipulation. Qian Baihu and others were killed by poison needles."

"The special envoy's motorcade was indeed attacked, and there were many enemies. My official and Jiang Qianhu and other embroidered clothes guards cooperated with the experts in the palace to kill and retreat the rebels."

"Speaking of it, I also know the arrival time of the special envoy, the secret detention place and Bai Xiaosheng's custody. There are only seven of you!"

"There will be traitors among you who will leak the secret!"

"Now, you all say, where was everyone last night and this morning? What did you do?"

The seven people looked at each other, remained silent for a while, and began to speak one by one according to the size of their official positions.

Jiang Qianhu was dispatched to help. He was also injured in the battle. He was the least suspected.