After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

Li Xiujing glanced at her and poured the medicine into a cup. There is a strong bitter smell in the cup, which makes people frown. The white mist was billowing, and it was obvious that it had not yet reached the temperature of the entrance.

Putting down the medicine cup, Li Xiujing looked at Pei Jiaoran, "Why are you pretending to be sick?"

"Who said I was pretending to be sick?" Pei Jiaoran lowered his eyes and looked at the edge of the bed. He saw Li Xiujing resting his hand on it and sneered, "No one in power would like someone who is too self-protective. But when in crisis, retreat to a safe place. , it is human instinct. If I am not sick, I will be the first one to be liquidated after the butcher knife falls."

There are many insignificant little chess pieces in the field of power, especially those who are obedient. And those who play chess never need disobedient chess pieces. No matter how capable the chess piece is, it will be discarded if it disobeys.

As for her and the prince.

The prince may not trust her, and she has no intention of showing loyalty to the prince. It was just that they happened to have a common philosophy on reducing Buddhist temples, which enabled the two to cooperate briefly.

"Drink the medicine first." After confirming that the temperature was suitable for oral administration, Li Xiujing handed the medicine cup to her, "So what does the prince want to do?"

Pei Jiaoran's eyes darkened as the bitter concoction entered his throat.

"What can the king do in the future? No matter how stable the position of the deputy governor is, all the dynasty will be filled with old ministers. Once the policies implemented touch their interests, they will be hindered to some extent by the old forces." Pei Jiaoran's voice was as sharp as a sharp edge, " It would be better to take the opportunity to eliminate the old forces and replace them with new ones. Of course, there is a gentler way, which is to let the old monarch belittle his meritorious ministers. When the new monarch comes to the throne, he can be re-employed."

There is nothing better than this in the emperor's mind. When the old branches and leaves on the giant tree of the empire become old, new branches and leaves will eat away at all their nutrients. Once it is of no use, new branches and leaves will have to find new targets. Therefore, for veteran ministers with meritorious service, they must be suppressed to stifle the growth of their power, but their treatment will not be reduced. These vibrant new branches will give them opportunities for power, but not prestige. This will ensure a smooth transition between the old and the new.

But she didn't think the emperor on the throne had such a kind heart. He is more like a bait-spreader, enjoying watching all parties compete for food.

"It seems that Chang'an is afraid of chaos tonight." Li Xiujing tilted his head and looked out the window.

"So it's time for you to go back." Pei Jiaoran closed his eyes, "Neither you nor I can get involved in this matter. By the way, have you found the person you asked to find that day?"

"People died in the dry well in Yeting."

"That's how it should be."

Only the dead can keep secrets.

"Aren't you going to find someone to take care of you?" Li Xiujing looked at the empty room and said in a deep voice, "How about I ask He Liang to go to your ancestral home to bring Bi Fei back?"

"No need. Bi Fei should have her own world."

Listening to Pei Jiaoran's decisive tone, Li Xiujing frowned and said, "Then take good care of yourself."

After a vague response, Pei Jiaoran lay down again. The darkness and difficulty of the world, the division and concession of interests. She hopes Bi Fei can understand, but doesn't want her to get involved. She walked on the edge of the dangerous cliff every day, fearing that one day she would not be able to protect Bi Fei and would have to watch her die early. So she didn't want her to come.

While the city was in turmoil, Pei Jiaoran was recuperating in peace at home. Every day I stand in front of the window and listen to the shouts of the Shence Army when they take someone away.

She knew that during her absence these days. Zhusi Gongshe and Jinwuwei were impeached and purged one after another. Because Jin Wuwei was involved in the case, Li Xiujing was ordered to lead the You Shence Army to arrest those involved in the case and enter the Yushitai to perform juju.

He was too busy to get out of his way, but from time to time he sent He Liang to send her messages. He also sent back the account books she requested.

While he was recuperating at home, Pei Jiaoran dug a three-foot hole in the yard to bury the account books. It's not time to take it out yet.

Due to the leak of the clothing examination questions, the appearance of the buyer was revealed based on the vendor. The Ministry of Officials and the Yushitai quickly verified the names of the buyers, took out their examination papers, destroyed them one by one, and re-judged them.

The officials worked all night under the supervision of Yushitai and Shence Army. I was nervous, afraid that I would make a mistake. By the time the official clerk finished writing, his back was already soaked.

He respectfully handed the directory to Yushitai for reading, and then put it away under the supervision of Shence Army. When it is posted outside Zhuquemen Street tomorrow morning, all scholars participating in the system will be informed.

Rain breaks.

Pei Jiaoran had already stood up before the morning drum sounded. When the drums sounded, she went out to have breakfast in the workshop. Then he rode a horse to enter the palace from Anshangmen and went to the political hall.

As soon as the officer saw her coming, he hurriedly said: "Pei Sheren, please wait a moment. The young one will go in and make a call."

Not long after, the officials returned. Move sideways to make way.

Pei Jiaoran took off his boots at the door, rolled up his sleeves and walked in calmly.

I saw that in addition to Jia, Wang and Cen, five officials with the title of prime minister were also there.

Pei Jiaoran glanced at a few people calmly, then bowed his hands.

"Pei Sheren, are you feeling better?" Jia Gonglu asked with a smile as he looked at her.

Pei Jiaoran's eyes moved and he said calmly, "Thank you very much, Mr. Jia, for your concern. I'm feeling much better now."

Hearing this, Wang Yu glanced at Pei Jiaoran and said in a deep voice: "The imperial court is in chaos right now. The candidates who hold the imperial examinations still have to be awarded officials. If Pei She is free, remember to come to the Ministry of Personnel to help."

This time, the Ministry of Civil Affairs suffered heavy losses due to the reform of the Ministry of Education. The staff, whose vitality was severely damaged, was seriously short of manpower. The rest of the people spent their days in public houses.

"Here. May I ask my husband how they are doing?" Pei Jiaoran said softly.

There is no room for soft emotions in officialdom, but you must also care about your colleagues. In order to avoid getting a bad reputation, it will be of no use to your official career.

Two meaningful eyes fell on Pei Jiaoran, as if they had read through her thoughts, but they had no intention of revealing her thoughts. Instead, he followed her wishes.

Wang Yu stroked his beard and said, "Don't worry, Ren Sheren will be fine. It's just that the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, as a supervisory officer, was responsible for the oversight of the Lingshi Supervisor who guarded the system of scientific and technical records and committed theft. Pei Sheren, after this incident, you You have to take care of yourself."

Hearing that there was something else in Wang Jiao's words, Pei Jiaoran lowered his head and listened respectfully.

She behaved obediently, so it was difficult for Wang Wei to say anything. Let her get back to work quickly to deal with the pile of business.

Walking out along the corridor of Zhengshitang, a cold wind blew in my face. Pei Jiaoran was blown by the wind and closed his eyes and sighed. The Tianjia father and son's fire was still burning too brightly.

After gathering his thoughts, Pei Jiaoran entered the public room of Zhongshu Sheren with an indifferent expression.

When Mr. Dou Ge saw her coming in, he said calmly: "Fortunately, you and Mr. Ren both remember the rules of our Zhongshusheren. Otherwise, if you two were involved, we would not have enough manpower."

After saying this, Pei Jiaoran raised his eyebrows and smiled, but did not answer.

"Okay, go and do your work. Lao Ren is still recuperating, so for the time being, you and Zhu Mei will be in charge of drafting the edict together."

"Here."