"Please give the criminal another chance, and the criminal will definitely find out the person who leaked the secret!"

He Ji did not find a reason for himself or did not make excuses. He just bowed to Zhao Huan honestly and said, "If it is not found out within one tenth of a year, the criminal will come to see you!"

Zhao Huan nodded expressionlessly, as if he agreed.

However, before He Ji could calm down, Zhao Huan said again: "Let's go back and break the Imperial City Office into two, and you will continue to command the first command, and specialize in matters outside the Song Dynasty. What are the two... The second is changed to the Jinyiwei, specialize in detecting all officials and supervising the world. The Royal Academy is also within its scope of investigation."

Zhao Huan no longer has the patience to cultivate He Ji anymore.

From the first year of Jingkang to the present, in nine or even ten years, the entire Imperial City Department has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to the previous Imperial City Department, compared with the Jinyiwei, the Ming Dynasty, which made everyone scared, is still too far behind in terms of scale and ability, and there is always a phenomenon of losing one's attention.

Not to mention the distance, just talking about the leak of the flintlock rifle and palm thunder is mostly because the focus of the Imperial City Department and the East Factory is on external information, so it is inevitable that it will be ignored internally.

Now the Song Dynasty is facing the problem of a large area of ​​territory coming soon, and many internal problems that have been suppressed by Zhao Huan by war have also emerged. It is obviously unrealistic to simply rely on the Imperial City Department to grow slowly.

He Ji, who was kneeling on the ground, felt very bitter in his heart. While helpless, he felt a sense of secret relief.

It was extremely bitter because He Ji knew that the official family had begun to disappoint him-

He Ji knew very well that under his command, the Imperial City Office had not met the requirements of the government for more than nine years. In the final analysis, it was because of his lack of ability. It was inevitable that the government would be disappointed with him.

As for why he was relieved secretly, it was because He Ji knew how many bowls of dry rice he could eat, and it was also because He Ji knew that the official family had not completely given up on him.

As the saying goes, thunder, rain and dew are all the kindness of the king. There are countless heads of hawks and dogs like me who have mastered countless secrets. Once they are completely abandoned by the emperor, their only consequences will be to vent their anger by the emperor as an abandoned son to the officials.

Now the government can still let itself command the Imperial City Department, which is responsible for overseas affairs, which is enough to show that the government has not completely given up on itself and has a chance in the future.

Thinking of this, He Ji's heart inevitably began to become nervous—

When I go back this time, I must rectify the Imperial City Department, expose all the problems in the Imperial City Department, and catch all the people who should be killed and chop them up and feed them to the dog!

But He Ji never expected that after he said goodbye and left, Zhao Huan's face, which had just become more gloomy just now, completely sinking.

"This is the East Factory you commanded by me!?"

He kicked Wuxin to the ground with a sudden kick. Zhao Huan asked with a sneer: "How did I tell you? What Imperial City Department can do? What you Dongchang wants to do, but what the Imperial City Department can't do, and what you Dongchang wants to do. I even gave you the privilege of monitoring the Imperial City Department, but what about now?"

"The flintlock rifle and palm thunder were made with wings flying, and it flew into the hands of Jinlu for no reason, but the Imperial City Department and your East Factory did not find any clues!"

"The focus of the Imperial City Department is outside the Song Dynasty, and the remaining part is on the civil and military officials. It is understandable that the Royal Academy has less thoughts. But you, you have been with me for almost thirty years. Don't you know how important the Imperial City Department is in my heart?"

"Wuxin, you disappointed me!"

When he heard Zhao Huan say the word disappointment, although Wuxin knew very well that he would not be chopped up by the official family and fed the dog, he still couldn't stop his soul from being so angry that he kept bowing and bowing, "I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"

Wuxin is different from He Ji.

He Ji is He Guan's son, and he has the ability to follow the dragon when the official family was hidden in his residence. As long as He Ji does not commit suicide, the official family will not do anything to him easily.

But Wuxin is different because Wuxin is a eunuch.

Eunuch means the emperor's slave, and his glory and wealth all come from the emperor.

What's even more terrible is that the palace is not just the concubines, eunuchs, and palace maids who want to compete for favor are not only the open and secret battles between the concubines, eunuchs, and palace maids, but also full of bloody storms.

It is no exaggeration to say that the eunuchs in the entire Song Dynasty were counted and hoped that they would die suddenly without intention so that they could have the opportunity to rise to power.

Wuxin can even use his butt to think about how many eunuchs will wait to find an opportunity to pull themselves off after the news of the officials being disappointed with him!

"Get out."

After knocking Wuxin for a few words, Zhao Huan's face improved a little: "Let's go back and check it out for me. Who leaked the secrets of the flintlock rifle and the thunder in the palm of your hand."

For Zhao Huan, leaking secrets is actually inevitable. Even Zhao Huan himself could think of several ways to get from the Royal Academy to the manufacturing method without knowing it, and he could not throw all the responsibility on He Ji and Wuxin's heads.

After all, even the flower-planting family in later generations still appeared at such an important moment in 1996. It is normal for a few bastards to appear in the Song Dynasty now.

But after all, even if you can't blame them all, you still have to hit them when you should hit them. This is also part of the emperor's mind.

Being an emperor is just a bit fucking - whether it is civil and military officials or domestic slaves, these bastards need to be beaten constantly. As long as you relax a little, these bastards can make some new tricks.

As the Song Dynasty became stronger and stronger, Zhao Huan could clearly feel that the civil and military officials under his command, the hawks and dogs such as He Ji, Wuxin were a little bit floating, and some people had gradually begun to slack off. The people even had peace in the world and the horse should let Nanshan say that they should be released.

Such remarks may be in the interests of anyone, but they are definitely not in the interests of the entire Song Dynasty.

To put it bluntly, the emperor is just a lonely person, no relatives, no confidants, and no friends.

The emperor Zhao Huan always considered the entire Song Dynasty, not just some people or a single person.

...

After beating He Ji and Wuxin, Zhao Huan picked up the recently sent question book on the table and started reading it.

Just as he opened the first question book, Zhao Huan's face became ugly again.

"Please get a labor verdict"

This is the central idea of ​​the title book in Zhao Huan's hand, and the signature is Chen Hui.

This dog is starting to work again!
Chapter completed!