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Chapter 745 Three Months of Trial
The general organizational structure of the Hundred Cavalry Division suddenly spread out in Quan Wanji's mind. As he continued to read, he saw that the eight regiments were each responsible for an area. The main responsibility of the Hundred Cavalry Division was to monitor the military chiefs of the prefectures, counties, and cities, mainly generals who held military power.

By the way, he also monitored some provincial governors, governors-general and other high-ranking officials who were in charge of a certain area.

Quan Wanji first looked around the entire archive. There were about twenty compartments here, and about half of them contained information. The doors of the compartments were marked with Guannei Road, Henan Road, Hedong Road, Hebei Road, Shannan Road, Longyou Road, Huainan Road, Jiangnan Road, Jiannan Road and Lingnan Road, a total of ten prefectures.

Quan Wanji knew that in the first year of Zhenguan, Li Shimin divided the world into 10 regions. Does this mean that the information of each prefecture can be found here because it is divided by region?

Out of curiosity, he went forward and flipped through the document. Sure enough, there was all kinds of information on the geography, hydrology, mountains and rivers, lakes, military situation, people's sentiments, production, officials, local tyrants, land conditions, etc. of the Huainan Road, which was closest to him.

After putting the information back, Quan Wanji walked directly into a compartment marked with the Gyeonggi region. As an official at a central government office, he was most interested in the situation in Chang'an. There might be secrets there that he had never known.

Sure enough, in the column for the ninth year of Wude, Quan Wanji found what he had always been puzzled about.

He reached out, picked up a stack of information and started reading.

The Second Team of the Baiqi Division, the Commandant of Guannei Road, reported: On the fifth day of the seventh month in the ninth year of Wude, Prince of Zhongshan Li Chengqian was assassinated by Turkic cavalry in the dense forest near Tongguan on his way back to Beijing. After investigation by the Baiqi Division, it was suspected that the cavalry was sent by You Pushe Feng Deyi to compete for the throne for Prince of Changsha.

Later, when Prince Zhongshan was held hostage in Luo Yi's camp, Feng Deyi visited Prince Changsha's mansion at night. On the next day, Cheng Huailiang, an official of the mansion, went to Jingzhou to visit Cheng Yaojin. Soon after, Cheng Yaojin attacked Luo Yi's camp.

Feng Deyi is suspected of instigating the kings to fight against each other and murdering the prince!
Handling method: After consulting His Majesty, the investigation will be stopped.

Seeing this, Quan Wanji's heart skipped a beat, his scalp went numb, and a chill went through his heart. He was beside Feng Deyi at the time and had heard a little about it. He thought Feng Deyi had done it perfectly, but who knew that it had already been noticed by the Baiqi Division.

This Hundred Cavalry Division is so terrifying, why haven’t I heard of it before?

I have never heard Feng Deyi and the King of Shu say this. This shows that the existence of the Hundred Cavalry Division is highly confidential, unknown to the court officials. It is the shadow of the emperor secretly ruling the world.

Quan Wanji looked at the list of insiders and participants involved, and he knew many of them. He felt lucky that he did not get involved at the time, otherwise he would probably be implicated. He thought that many people faded out of his sight later, and even the housekeeper beside Feng Deyi disappeared.

Quan Wanji quickly turned the page and continued reading.

On the eighth day of the tenth month of the first year of Zhenguan, supplementary file: By order of the Emperor, Feng Deyi was poisoned to death. Executioners: Guannei Dao Execution Office, Execution Squad.

Executing personnel: Shi Xiaoshan, Zhang Wanniu.

On November 23, Feng Quan, the steward of the Feng Mansion, was drowned in Xian County, Guanzhou, Hebei. The executor was the Hebei Province Execution Office, the Execution Squad.

Executing personnel: Liu Feng, Ma Tianbao.

'hiss'

Seeing this, Quan Wanji's mind went blank, even his breathing seemed to stop, his eyes instantly opened as wide as copper bells, his hair stood on end, and an uncontrollable tremor made Quan Wanji's hands begin to tremble uncontrollably.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands had grabbed Quan Wanji's throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Quan Wanji leaned against the bookshelf tremblingly, then sat down on the ground, and couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Looking down, I could see that my legs were shaking.

After a long time, Quan Wanji took a deep breath, and endless fear and coldness surged in his heart. No wonder Feng Deyi had always been in good health. When the emperor ascended the throne, he was appointed as the Right Prime Minister, and he smiled and said to himself that he could live for another ten or eight years.

But in October of the first year of Zhenguan, he suddenly fell ill, and within a few days, he became emaciated and gasping for breath.

At that time, Feng Deyi looked at him with a complicated look, and he seemed to want to say something but stopped himself several times. He didn't know what Feng Deyi wanted to say. Now, after seeing the archives here, Quan Wanji understood that the emperor had spent more than a year to undermine Feng Deyi's power.

He was decisively killed, but the news was not made public. Others thought that it was because Feng Deyi was old and aging.

Before his death, Feng Deyi made arrangements for his family and children to return to their hometown, and he also reminded his housekeeper that he had offended many people during his lifetime as an official.

After his death, his descendants would quit the officialdom, stop competing with others, and return to their hometown to farm and write books. Except for Feng Yandao, who married Li Yuan's twelfth daughter, Princess Huainan, no one else could enter the officialdom and live in peace in their hometown. It turned out that Feng Deyi had known about his fate for a long time, so he made such an arrangement for his funeral.

During the time when Feng Deyi's health was deteriorating, Quan Wanji was afraid that Feng Deyi would not live long, and he begged Feng Deyi every day to make use of his remaining energy and get some benefits for himself while he was still alive.

Under normal circumstances, I have served him cautiously for several years. Now that old man Feng is about to pass away, I have to make some arrangements for myself. If the power is not passed now, it will be invalid after the expiration date. Anyway, you will not support your son.

No matter what, regardless of the monk's face, regardless of the Buddha's, regardless of your own loyalty, should you be worthy of the long-standing friendship between the Feng and Quan families?

But Feng Deyi pretended to be ignorant and never worked hard for him until his death. He just recommended him to the King of Shu and got a position as an official in the palace. The position of Honglu Cheng was arranged for him by the King of Shu at the beginning of the year because he had served him wholeheartedly for two years.

At that time, Quan Wanji was secretly resentful of Feng Deyi. Now, thinking about it, the greatest reward Feng Deyi had given him was that he did not promote him. Otherwise, he would have been purged by the emperor as a member of Feng's party.

It’s really unpredictable, isn’t it?
Feng Deyi did not promote himself, nor did he brand himself with the stigma of the Feng system. He also took great pains to separate himself and entrusted himself to the King of Shu. He was really good to himself.

After seeing these inside stories, Quan Wanji finally let go of his hatred for Feng Deyi.
When Quan Wanji saw this, he was secretly shocked by the complexity and cruelty of the power struggle in the officialdom. At the same time, he also understood why Ma Xuanliang had just said that if he could not pass the emperor's test, he would know the result after reading these things.

Thinking of this, Quan Wanji's face flashed with enlightenment, and he smiled bitterly in his heart. He had only read a few pages, and there were so many secrets like this here, and they were as numerous as the sea of ​​smoke. Now that he knew so many secrets, if he didn't work here, he would have no choice but to die.

No wonder the ancients said, "Those who observe the fish in the deep sea have bad luck, while those who are hidden have trouble."

If I had the chance to choose again, I would rather not come here. I wouldn't have known that there was such an organization as the Baiqisi in the world. I could follow the rules in the officialdom, build relationships, and engage in power struggles, and live a very comfortable life.

But I didn't expect that not only did the prince ask me to be a spy, but the emperor also valued me and let me enter the spy nest and become the spy leader. Was I born to do this? Am I so talented in this business of being a spy?

Quan Wanji smiled bitterly. God knows, his dream is to be a loyal minister like Zhuge Wuhou, who assisted the emperor and left his name in history for generations.

Just like that, in an unknown corner inside the Chang'an city wall, Quan Wanji sat on the ground, in a daze for the whole day, not knowing what he was thinking about. Maybe he was thinking about his career, maybe he was thinking about his family, or maybe he was worried about his future.

For the whole day, Quan Wanji sat there without eating or drinking.

Until the next day, Quan Wanji was so hungry that he came to the courtyard and saw a food box at the door of the courtyard. Quan Wanji took it into the house and began to eat it voraciously. After eating, he felt it was not enough and his stomach was still rumbling.

When he arrived in the yard, he was about to ask someone to bring in some more food.

Seeing another food box placed at the door, it was probably because the people outside knew that Quan Wanji had not eaten for a day and a night, and must be very hungry. One food box was not enough for this meal, so another one was immediately arranged to ensure that Lord Quan would not go hungry.

Maybe Lord Quan will be my immediate superior in the future, so I can’t neglect him.

After eating and drinking, Quan Wanji cheered up and plunged into the archives, madly absorbing information and knowledge. Quan Wanji was quite smart and now knew his situation. If he retreated, he would die. The only way was to work hard and maybe he could find a way to survive and gain greater power.

"Sir Quan, the time has come. After the sun sets today, the emperor will summon you to Chengqing Palace. Then you and I will come to the palace to meet him!"

Three months later, Ma Xuanliang once again appeared at the headquarters of the Baiqi Division in Xi Neiyuan, came to the innermost archive, and called out Quan Wanji, who was disheveled, unshaven, and crazy.

Quan Wanji was stunned. Three months had passed so quickly.

During these three months, Quan Wanji's horizons were broadened. The Baiqi Division not only contained archival materials on various dignitaries and generals in Chang'an and local areas, but also archives from the former Sui Dynasty and even earlier, the Northern Zhou, Northern Qi, and Southern Chen dynasties. Quan Wanji was fascinated and immersed in reading them.

He even saw the most secretive things of this era. No matter whether it was the military commander-in-chief, princes and royal family members, court officials, important officials on the border, aristocratic families, even the retired emperor, the crown prince, the king of Shu, the king of Wei, the king of Qi, and the concubines in the palace, all of them had spies from the Hundred Cavalry Division.

The emperor used the Hundred Cavalry Division to spread his spies to almost every corner of the Tang Dynasty.

Through this, Quan Wanji's horizons were broadened and he saw a different world, almost having a perspective equivalent to that of the emperor, so that Quan Wanji's mentality became much more mature and his personality became more stable.

He knew that from now on he would no longer be an ordinary minister, but a shadow of the emperor in the dark, monitoring the world for the emperor.

(End of this chapter)