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

When he returned to the Zhongshuwai Province, he saw Li Jing surrounded by several people, most of whom were low-ranking officials serving there.

Seeing this, Pei Jiaoran coughed a few times and said, "It's so lively."

When everyone heard her voice, they immediately stopped talking and turned around to greet her.

Pei Jiaoran waved her hand to excuse everyone from the formalities, raised her chin, and motioned Li Jing to follow her. Seeing this, the others returned to their public rooms to take care of their own business.

The charcoal basin had been prepared in her public house. When she stepped into the house, the warm air, wrapped in the scent of Xun Ling Shilixiang, hit her face.

After gathering his clothes and sitting down, Pei Jiaoran glanced at the letter under a pile of documents on the table. He looked at Li Jing with envy, "How is it?"

Li Jing bowed his head when he heard the question. Just now he was in the Taiji Hall, and he had already broken out in a cold sweat. He was afraid that the emperor would ignore him and just drag him out and chop him off. Only then did he realize that he also cherished his life.

The clothes soaked with sweat seemed even colder in the autumn wind. He stood on the corridor downstairs for a long time, and his hands and feet were cold. Now that he entered this warm public housing, the warmth gradually recovered from him.

Li Jing collected his thoughts and bowed his head, "Thank you, Mr. Pei, for your help. I will do my best to complete the task."

"Transfer my defense cabinet to use it." Pei Jiaoran tapped the table with his fingers, "You should go to the Censorate and the Ministry of Justice more often in the next few days."

"Well. What about you?" Li Jing said.

"Me? It's okay. You are the one in danger now. Go to the public kitchen and drink a bowl of ginger soup to get rid of the cold." Pei Jiaoran waved his hand to signal Li Jing to leave.

After Li Jing left, Pei Jiaoran leaned against the table, supported his head with one hand, and tore open the envelope with the other. He took out the paper and unfolded it, and a palindrome poem came into his sight.

Pei Jiaoran sneered and narrowed his eyes. It seemed that Li Xiujing's inspection of the Shen Ce Army was quite fruitful. As for Su Chao, he would probably make trouble for him according to what he said.

Pei Jiaoran pinched his eyebrows and smiled slyly. He folded the letter back along the crease and stuffed it into the low cabinet beside him. He licked the ink from the wolf-hair brush and took out the white deer paper to write the letter.

He called in a common servant and asked him to deliver the letter to the Censorate, which then sent people to the Shen Ce Army to arrest the man.

As soon as the servant left, footsteps were heard at the door.

She looked up and saw Sun Shaofeng hurriedly walking in, looking at her in panic, and kneeling down in front of the table. Seeing her like this, Pei Jiaoran frowned slightly.

"What happened? Why are you so panicked?" Pei Jiaoran asked in a gentle voice.

Upon hearing this, Sun Shaofeng took a deep breath and lowered his voice, "They seem to have discovered what I did in the palace. They have sent people to the palace to investigate who is spreading rumors, and they have come to my residence several times."

"Don't worry, no one will find out about you." Pei Jiaoran pushed a cup of tea over. "You and them were just chatting with colleagues, it's not a big crime. They were just worried about their families at home, so they were moved after hearing what you said."

"Yes. I have something else to tell you." Sun Shaofeng paused, "Empress Zhang has been quite appreciative of me recently. She often asks me to help her sort out the documents in the harem by name."

Pei Jiaoran smiled as he heard the words, "She appreciates you. That means you are doing well in the palace. You might as well seize the opportunity and get in touch with her more. You don't have to worry about your mother. She is doing well."

"I want to see my mother next month. I wonder if you can arrange it, Mr. Pei?" Sun Shaofeng said.

"It's not difficult. Just wait patiently." Pei Jiaoran seemed to remember something and his smile faded. "There is one more thing. Please keep an eye on Yuan Zhengze, the eunuch supervisor, for me."

"Do you have a grudge against him?" Sun Shaofeng asked in a low voice.

Pei Jiaoran smiled when asked, "No. I just heard that he has gained Zhang Rang's trust recently, so I am a little curious."

Listening to her words, Sun Shaofeng pursed his lips, nodded thoughtfully, and stood up to say goodbye to her.

Watching Sun Shaofeng leave, Pei Jiaoran played with the empty teacup on the table. Yuan Zhengze's ambition was no less than Zhang Rang's. That was why she encouraged him to gain Zhang Rang's trust. But if Yuan Zhengze replaced Zhang Rang in the future, it would be a big trouble.

Moreover, judging from the current situation, the Southern Court, headed by Xiang Quan, can only strike a balance with the Northern Court and cannot completely suppress it.

Pei Jiaoran lowered her eyes as she stroked the edge of the lamp with her thumb. But compared to other people, she would rather Yuan Zhengze lead the Northern Division. At least he and she had interests that could be cooperated.

The charcoal pot in the room was burning fiercely, making people feel uncomfortable. Pei Jiaoran simply stood up and opened half of the window. He stood by the window and let the autumn wind blow in and brush his face.

As the autumn wind came in, the house became a little cooler.

With a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw a blue-clothed official slipping out from the corner. He walked out along the corridor. Looking in the direction where the blue-clothed official disappeared, Pei Jiaoran's eyes showed a thoughtful look.

In the public house of the Shangshu Province, Jia Gonglu stood in front of the desk with his hands behind his back. Someone behind him spoke.

"Mr. Jia, Li Jing had already found the old cases piled up in the Secretariat several months ago, but for some reason he did not submit a report. I happened to take a leave a few days ago and did not know about this. If he knew about this, how could he not inform you, Mr. Jia?"

After the court session today, Jia Gonglu had just finished handling the affairs at hand in the government hall when he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground and Su Jinghui's angry curses from the official room of the Secretariat.

Not long after he returned to the Shangshu Province, Zhang Rang came to him angrily and demanded an explanation. He had no choice but to send someone to pass the message to the scouts in the outer provinces of the Zhongshu.

After listening to the report, Jia Gonglu waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go back."

The chief secretary of the Central Secretariat could not figure out Jia Gonglu's thoughts for a moment, and did not know whether he blamed him or not. Sweat was pouring down his forehead, but he did not dare to wipe it off, so he could only let it flow down his face. He bowed and left.

As he left, a teacup flew out from behind the screen. Someone asked, "What happened to your people? Why are you taking leave at this hour?"

Glancing down at the teacup on the ground, Jia Gonglu lifted his clothes and sat down, saying, "Now the Secretariat is her world. Not to mention that our people are not here, even if they are here, they may not know about this. Since she dared to expose this matter, she is not afraid of you dealing with her. I am afraid that those words she said in the court were also deliberately to lure you into it."

Zhang Rang had already walked out and sneered, "I have long reminded you not to let Pei Jiaoran stir up trouble in Chang'an. Now that you have raised such a poisonous dragon, how are you going to end it?"

Listening to Zhang Rang's words, Jia Gonglu did not comment. He turned around and looked through the documents on the table.

Seeing that Jia Gonglu ignored him, Zhang Rang gathered his clothes and sat down. He said coldly, "We can't keep her any longer."

"Zhang Juyong, you have already taken action against her once when she was in Bozhou. What was the result?" Jia Gonglu was flipping through the documents and making comments on them. His tone was cold. "She is now a powerful figure. It is not easy to deal with her. Besides, you should be more concerned about the situation in Zhaoying. I know that you have a close relationship with the Lu family."

Zhang Rang snorted coldly upon hearing this, "I have my own opinion on this matter. Without any evidence, they can't do anything to Lu Yi and his mother."

Shaking his head and laughing, Jia Gonglu made a gesture of invitation.

"What's the matter, Mr. Jia, are you planning to part ways with me?" Zhang Rang raised his head and stared at Jia Gonglu.