Fan Wencheng knew the meaning of going home to rest. From this moment on, he could not interfere with anything in the court. The intelligence agency would be handed over soon, and he would probably no longer have the power to submit memorials.

The Manchu nobles were quite procrastinating in doing things. For example, the regent Dorgon asked Fan Wencheng to hand over the intelligence agency. The handover procedures before and after, etc., probably took about ten days and a half, plus the intelligence agency was completely busy.

The organization has great responsibilities, and there is no profit to be made. Bahana is not willing to take over it in the short term.

Back at the mansion, Fan Wencheng thought for a full hour, and finally he asked the housekeeper to go somewhere and invite a man in black. This was Fan Wencheng's first adventure, and the imperial court no longer wanted him to be in charge of the intelligence agency.

However, he still decided to exercise his power and use personnel from the intelligence agency.

As a Han Chinese, Fan Wencheng pays great attention to psychological problems when doing things. Corporal Li Xian is bound to treat all intelligence personnel, regardless of their status, with due respect. The few remaining personnel in the intelligence agency have nothing to do with him.

We have a very good relationship, so occasionally asking intelligence agency personnel to do some extra work is nothing.

When the man in black entered the study, Fan Wencheng closed the door himself.

"There is something you need to do right away. I, Ning Wan, a scholar from Hongwenguan University, was imprisoned and entered the prison of the Ministry of Justice. You should find out everything about the situation, especially whether Ning Wan and I have taken drastic measures. If there is any situation,

Report at any time, remember, don’t come directly to my residence, I will ask the housekeeper to come to your residence..."

"Also, I must tell you that at today's court meeting, the Regent asked Lord Bahana to take charge of the intelligence agency. I can no longer interfere with any matters of the intelligence agency, so what you are doing is to help me. Is that okay?

It's appropriate for you to consider it yourself, but there are still certain risks. If you find it troublesome, you don't have to do it..."

The man in black nodded, clenched his fist hard, turned around and left the study.

Fan Wencheng was alone in the study room in a daze, not knowing what he would face next.

That night, Fan Wencheng barely slept. He tossed and turned in bed, thinking all the time. Many scenes he didn't want to see were constantly tumbling in his mind. It should be said that after Dorgon became the regent, the Qing Dynasty began to be turbulent. At the beginning of the new year,

Since then, Dorgon has disposed of Prince Su Hauge and truly taken control of the power of the Qing Dynasty. Seeing that the Qing Dynasty is about to calm down, who knows that the Denglai New Army has made changes, causing the situation that has not yet completely calmed down to become even more turbulent.

Fan Wencheng got up before dawn.

My head feels dizzy, which is something I have never felt before.

"Oh, I'm old, I'm already at the age where I know my destiny, why are I still working so hard..."

While talking to himself, Fan Wencheng shook his head secretly. The confusing situation made him exhausted mentally and physically.

The sound of the housekeeper's hurried footsteps could be heard outside, and Fan Wencheng's heart suddenly tightened. It was still not fully light, so what was the housekeeper doing here so early? Could it be that there was news coming from inside the prison?

"Sir, sir, I just got the news that Lord Ning, Lord Ning may be in trouble. It is said that he may be beheaded..."

Fan Wencheng's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the housekeeper, but did not speak for a while.

According to his understanding, the imperial court imprisoned Ning Wanwo in prison just to warn many Han ministers in the imperial court that this was a sensitive moment. Either the Eight Banners Army would launch an attack west of the Liao River, or the Denglai New Army would launch an attack.

Launching an attack east of the Liao River, fighting and fighting are unavoidable. If the Han people of the Qing Dynasty make any changes, the imperial court will never show mercy.

Ning Wan and I, the Han ministers who were praised by the late emperor, were all imprisoned without mercy, not to mention the other Han ministers.

"Have you ever asked why..."

The housekeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Fan Wencheng and shook his head.

"This kid doesn't know that the messenger came here on his own initiative and said that this is the time to deliver the message..."

The expression on Fan Wencheng's face turned gloomy, and he waved to the butler.

"I know, you go and have a rest. You must have not had a good rest if you got up so early. I'm going to see Madam..."

It finally dawned. After thinking carefully, Fan Wencheng left the mansion and headed towards the Hongwen Pavilion. At least he needed to handle many handover matters of the intelligence agency. Regardless of whether Bahana took over immediately or not, everything had to be done in special times.

Be careful not to let others take advantage of you.

The outside of Hongwen Hall is very clean, and there are no carriages parked there.

Fan Wencheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, then walked in...

Until noon, no one came to the Hongwen Hall. Fan Wencheng and others organized all the documents related to the intelligence agency and put them in the cabinet. If Bahana came, he could hand them over directly. As for the intelligence agencies,

There are not many people there, and it doesn't take long for Bahana to get to know these people.

After being busy sorting out paperwork all morning, Fan Wencheng felt tired and sat on a chair to take a nap.

The sound of kicking footsteps came, and Fan Wencheng jumped up and stood up immediately.

Two palace guards came in, and one of them looked at Fan Wencheng.

"Master Fan, the Regent wants you to come to the Dazheng Palace immediately..."

Another palace guard was also muttering.

"Huh, if you don't do anything with the salary from the imperial court, there will be no one in Hongwen Hall. We have to report to the regent, what qualifications do these Han people have to be officials in the imperial court..."

Fan Wencheng's expression changed slightly. The palace guard must have deep meaning when he said these words in front of him, but he couldn't ask casually. If he asked about such a sensitive matter, it would make the matter more complicated.

...

The Hongwen Hall is not far from the Dazheng Hall. It only takes a quarter of an hour to walk there. The two palace guards are a bit fast. Fan Wencheng has to jog to keep up. After all, he is fifty years old, and his energy and physical strength are absolutely incomparable.

Not as good as a young palace guard.

Fan Wencheng, who gritted his teeth and endured it, finally entered the Dazheng Hall.

A strange feeling came over. Normally, I had just been to the Dazheng Palace yesterday, so I shouldn't feel unfamiliar.

Fan Wencheng lowered his head sadly. He had a feeling called belonging. When Huang Taiji was still alive, every time he came to the Dazheng Palace, Fan Wencheng felt familiar with it. There was a feeling of working hard in his bones. After Huang Taiji died,

, this feeling gradually went away, and now Fan Wencheng only thinks about self-protection.

The emperor was not in the Dazheng Hall. There was only the regent Dorgon in the huge hall.

Fan Wencheng knelt down quickly.

"This servant has met the regent..."

Dorgon looked at Fan Wencheng and spoke.

"Yesterday the court discussed that Ning Wan, my crime cannot be pardoned, and I will be executed at noon tomorrow. I think Ning Wan, I am a Han. I have been in the court for many years, and I have also worked in the Hongwen Hall. I am quite familiar with you. You should go to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment immediately.

Go and meet me, Ning Wan. It’s best to ask Ning Wan and me to write something. As for what Ning Wan and I should write, I won’t say more, you should understand..."

When Fan Wencheng followed the palace guards to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, his mind was completely blank.

Killing people can only be done with a nod, Ning Wanwo's crime will not lead to death, it can even be said that there is no crime. For other purposes, the court not only wants to kill Ning Wanwo, but also wants Ning Wanwo to confess his crime before death. It is nothing more than wanting to

To shock all the Han people in the Qing Dynasty.

This kind of heart-breaking approach is often counterproductive and can trigger a huge backlash.

However, Fan Wencheng would never express his inner thoughts at such a sensitive moment.

The prison of the Criminal Department was very dark, and Ning Wan and I had already been taken to the jailer's room.

Fan Wencheng entered the house, the door was closed, and the palace guards were guarding outside.

The light in the room was a little dark, and a full minute passed before Fan Wencheng gradually adapted to it.

After Ning Wan, I sat on the chair with my head lowered and my white hair scattered all over.

"Ning, Brother Ning, it's only been a day, why have you become like this..."

After finishing Ning, I raised my head and looked at Fan Wencheng.

Fan Wencheng shivered, and he saw the despair in Ning Wanwo's eyes.

"Master Fan, you are here to ask me to write a letter of repentance, right? I will be beheaded tomorrow. Today you are still thinking of asking me to write a letter of repentance. I don't know what Dorgon is thinking. He really thinks that all of us Han people

Are they all soft bones..."

Fan Wencheng opened his mouth, unable to speak.

After Ning finished I looked at Fan Wencheng and snorted coldly.

"I know they will ask you to persuade me. Brother Fan, you don't have to work hard. I can't write anything. They threaten me with my family. I'm not afraid. It's better to die happily than live like a pig or dog."

,During the Destiny Year, I chose to submit to Hou Jin, which is the decision I regret the most..."

"Brother Fan, I'm not talking about you. I have no control over what you do, but I still want to remind you that the Manchus will never trust us Han people. In their eyes, we are not even slaves.

, cattle, sheep, and livestock are all worth more than us. What’s funny is that I still do things honestly, and I still want to make a lot of suggestions, and I still want to speak out for justice..."

"One wrong step, every wrong step. My choices ruined myself and my family. The Qing Dynasty will not last long. The court is eager to kill me. I am afraid that there will be a major change in the situation. Maybe Denglai's new army takes the initiative.

After launching an attack, the court panicked and thought of using my head to do something. If my family is still alive, I just hope that they can live well. In the future, the Wu court will not embarrass them..."

After I finished speaking, I closed my eyes and lowered my head.

Fan Wencheng stood up awkwardly, clasped his fists and bowed his head in front of Ning Wanwo.

"Brother Ning, I can't help you with your matter. Please take care of yourself..."

A sneer sounded, and Ning Wanmei raised his head again.

"Master Fan, I have said everything that needs to be said. The choice is your business. If you really want to bring something to the table, please bring my words to the Han ministers in the court and the sergeants of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty.
Chapter completed!