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

The food, grass and clothing for the army left Chang'an with the Right Shenshen Army. There was no grand farewell from the people, only the cold and bleak winter wind blowing from the Longshan Mountains, accompanying the 4,000 Shenshen Army troops from the Shenshen Army Town and heading straight for Shu.

In the official room of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Pei Jiaoran was processing documents sent by her colleagues. She was buried in a mountain of books and a sea of ​​literature. A servant came in quietly to add charcoal to the charcoal basin, and the charcoal fire made a crackling sound when it was stirred.

"Please forgive me, Mr. Pei." The servant bowed his head hurriedly.

"It's okay. Leave now." Pei Jiaoran continued writing. "Ask the public kitchen to make a bowl of ginger soup for everyone to drive away the cold. The weather is getting colder and colder. Don't freeze."

The servant said "hello" and bowed before leaving.

Putting down his pen, Pei Jiaoran took a deep breath and turned to look at the map behind him. Go west from Chang'an to Lingao Posthouse, then to Huxian County, to Zhounan Mountain to Xingyuan Prefecture, and pass Jianmen Pass to enter Shu. The first stop is Pu'an County in Jianzhou, then Zitong County in Jianzhou, all the way west to Mianzhou, pass Baima Pass and Hanzhou, and then to Tuojiang Posthouse, which is the end of this trip, Yizhou.

At present, the Tubo and Nanzhao coalition forces were temporarily blocked between Qingxi and Qionglai Pass. Another Tubo army also attacked Fuzhou again, intending to make Jiannan the Eastern Capital.

The Shen Ce Army had left Chang'an for several days, and the Tu Nan coalition was also attacking Qionglai Pass. Today, the first snow fell inside the pass, and the Shen Ce Army heading southwest also had to face the invasion of wind, snow and cold.

The journey was long and the weather was bad. According to the report sent to the court, in order to quickly enter Shu for support, the Shen Ce Army had been marching almost overnight since its departure. This not only tested the physical fitness of the army, but also its willpower.

The military supply envoy, who was in charge of supplying the army, set out with the baggage troop the day before yesterday, following the main force of Shen Ce. Although they set out late, fortunately, there was a dedicated supply line along the marching route, and with the documents from the Political Affairs Hall, they had no obstacles along the way. In addition to the weapons and food that they escorted, they also gave the military supply envoy a handwritten letter, allowing them to resupply on the spot at any time.

This was the result of a discussion between her and the rest of the Political Affairs Hall. The grain allocated by the court was only used as a reserve, which could alleviate a lot of pressure in the early stages.

Just as I turned my eyes away from the map, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Pei, Li Buque wants to see you." said the servant.

"Let him in." Pei Jiaoran put on his clothes and sat down, sitting upright in front of the desk, with his hands casually placed on his knees.

Li Jing, wrapped in a half-worn coat, walked in with a frosty face, bowed stiffly, and handed the paper to Pei Jiaoran.

Pei Jiaoran glanced at Li Jing, whose hands were red from the cold and whose hat was covered with frost and snow. He took the paper and poured a cup of tea. He pointed at the teacup and said, "Drink some tea first to warm yourself up."

After thanking Pei Jiaoran, Li Jing took a sip of the tea.

"Did you find out?" Pei Jiaoran flipped through the document handed to him by Li Jing and quietly moved the charcoal basin forward. "What did Baihe say?"

Upon hearing this, Li Jing hurriedly put down his teacup and said solemnly, "I am the only one who knows about this matter."

"You are quite bold. You bypassed the Censorate and the Dali Temple and presented it directly to me." Pei Jiaoran raised his lips and said softly, "But since the memorial has been submitted to me, let's go to the Council of State Affairs together. I will inform the rest later."

After saying this, Pei Jiaoran stood up and motioned Li Jing to go to the Council Hall with him.

He took a fox fur coat from the clothes hanger inside, and the two of them, each holding an umbrella, went to the government hall in the snow.

The snow was blowing overhead, and the two seemed to be walking side by side, but in fact Li Jing deliberately lagged behind by a few steps, following in Pei Jiaoran's footsteps.

After passing through Chengtian Gate and walking up the corridor, he stopped at the entrance of the Political Affairs Hall and handed an umbrella to the servant. The two of them entered the hall one after the other.

"Mr. Pei is a little late today." Su Jinghui stroked his beard and glanced at Li Jing meaningfully, "Is Li Buque here too?"

He took off the fox fur coat and threw it to the servant waiting at the door. Pei Jiaoran smiled and sat down, "It snowed early this year, which can be regarded as a sign of a good harvest. I have brought you another piece of good news."

"What news did Prime Minister Pei bring?" Jia Gonglu, who was at the top, asked with a smile.

"What good news can there be? Of course it's about Baihe's land invasion case." Pei Jiaoran waved his hand to signal Li Jing to come forward, "Li Buque, read out what you found to the gentlemen."

Although he didn't understand Pei Jiaoran's intention, Li Jing still did it.

A gentle voice was heard in the government hall, and Jia Gonglu looked at Pei Jiaoran with a complicated expression.

"Li Jing, is what you said true?" Su Jinghui asked with a smile.

Seeing the excitement on Su Jinghui's face, Li Jing looked at Pei Jiaoran quietly, and when he saw her nod, he said, "Every word I said is true."

"It is indeed good news. If Bai He confesses to this, the confiscation of his property may make the court feel relieved." Su Jinghui clapped his hands and laughed, "Li Buque, write the memorial immediately and I will submit it for you. Now we have to see how Zhang Rang denies it."

Listening to Su Jinghui's words, Pei Jiaoran and Cen Xi looked at each other.

"What do you think, Mr. Pei? You were the one who promoted Li Jing, and you were the one who suggested that he try the case. What do you think?" Su Jinghui looked at Pei Jiaoran and asked with a smile.

"Since we have evidence, let's do what we have to do." Pei Jiaoran glanced at Jia Gonglu with a smile, "Mr. Jia, you should also support this, right?"

After staring at Pei Jiaoran for a while, Jia Gonglu said, "Of course I support it. But..." He smiled and pulled out a document from a pile of documents, "Someone impeached you, Prime Minister Pei, and Yuan Zhongcheng for using private punishment to force Ju Wenzhen to confess. He has changed his confession and requested a retrial."

"Change your confession?" Blowing away the white mist rising from the tea, Pei Jiaoran took a sip of warm tea and looked at Jia Gonglu. "The three courts and even the prisons of the world have extraordinary means to make stubborn people confess. Moreover, after the review of the Ministry of Justice, there are indeed problems with the accounts of the Yanzi Treasury. According to the investigation of the Imperial Censorate, Ju Wenzhen has embezzled the money of the Yanzi Treasury for other purposes many times. If Ju Wenzhen changes his confession now, isn't it questioning the Imperial Censorate and the Ministry of Justice for fraud?"

Pei Jiaoran's voice spread throughout the house.

"But Ju Wenzhen is an envoy. According to the laws of our Great Wei, he should be exempted from punishment. Prime Minister Pei's punishment of him was inappropriate." Jia Gonglu shook his head and sighed, "But he really shouldn't have changed his confession at this time."

When the words fell into his ears, Pei Jiaoran raised the corners of his lips and sneered silently.

"I am helpless too. After all, the Tunan coalition forces are eyeing us covetously, and His Majesty has issued an order. Special moments call for special measures. What do you think, Lord Jia?" Pei Jiaoran said with a smile.

Hearing this, Jia Gonglu frowned, and after a while he looked at Li Jing, "Li Buque, go back and write a memorial, and submit it to the Council of State Affairs before tomorrow morning. Don't do the same thing as before."

"Here."

After Li Jing left, everyone started discussing the war in the southwest.

"There is one more thing." Pei Jiaoran said suddenly.

Jia Gonglu looked at her and asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Pei?"

"The director of the Southwest Military Academy embezzled money." Pei Jiaoran grinned.