Poor Lady

When he got home, Qi Surong took out a pen and paper, and listed the names of the officials who were checked this time on the paper one by one according to the level of the official position. There were 40 or 50 people in the list, or there were omissions, which will be made up in the future.

After watching it for a while, Qi Surong found that many of them would return to the court in the future to show their official prestige again. That is to say, they have successfully cleared the charges of this investigation, although they may not be completely innocent, but at least the new emperor has made merits and made up for his faults, so he has this honor.

Qi Surong knew that the future new emperor was not the crown prince, but King Jing, the ninth brother of the current sage. Yuan Xi said that the secret letter is related to the throne, so she can assume that King Jing may be able to ascend to the throne with the help of the secret letter. Although she doesn't know the content of the secret letter, nor how many secret letters there are, she can infer that as long as she assists King Jing in ascending the throne in the future and appears on the inventory list at the same time, it is possible to hold the secret letter.

Qi Surong seriously recalled the names of all the officials of the court in the next thirty years. Of course, even if she has a good memory, it is impossible to remember everything, but officials above the fifth rank have more or less impressions.

After a while, she deleted the fifty people on the list and selected twenty people.

Twenty people, the scope is still too broad, but she still has one condition that is useless, that is, those who received the emperor's reward twelve years ago.

Qi Surong was not clear about this matter, so he had to ask his father.

That night, Qi Surong knocked on the door of the study.

"father."

"Rong'er, come in." Father Qi's voice came from the door.

Qi Surong pushed open the door and entered, took the door behind him, and came to the desk, handing Qi's father a bowl of ginseng soup.

"Father, it's cold at night, so drink a bowl of ginseng soup to warm your stomach."

Father Qi smiled and said, "My daughter has a heart."

He put down the book in his hand, picked up the ginseng soup and drank it.

Qi Surong saw that what he was reading just now was a military book, and his father still couldn't let go of the battlefield. He is a general who fights in the killing field, and the intrigue of the court is not suitable for him.

It is a pity that the border is now stable, and my father has no place for his ambitions. If not, the emperor would not dare to attack the Qi family.

"Father, my daughter remembers that the battle of Tongcheng twelve years ago was your last battle." Qi Surong sat down slowly and said.

"Yeah, in that battle, the frontier bandits were directly expelled for three hundred miles, and they would not dare to attack for half a point." Qi's father raised his head, his eyes were distant, as if he was thinking of the glory of the past.

"After the Battle of Tongcheng, Dad was recalled to the capital by the late emperor?" Qi Surong asked.

Qi's father nodded: "This battle is a great victory, the first emperor rewarded me for meritorious deeds, promoted me to be the general of protecting the country, and also held a celebration banquet in the palace, rewarding the meritorious ministers one by one."

"Dad, do you remember who got the reward?"

"What are you asking this for?"

"Just curious, let me tell my daughter about it."

Father Qi frowned and said, "I don't remember very well, but Liu Guozheng, Fan Gu, Wang Jun, Song Jie, Meng Ke, Lu Pei and others all received awards."

"What did the late emperor reward?"

"I don't remember the others, but the first emperor rewarded me with a century-old painting, a pair of jade cups, and a jade Buddha."

Qi Surong carefully observed his father's expression, and there was no difference. It seems that there are two possibilities. First, the father did not know about the secret letter; second, the late emperor did not give the secret letter to the Qi family.

"Are these things in the Qi's warehouse?" Qi Surong asked again.

"No." Qi's father replied, "I put all the things that the late emperor rewarded me in the dark pavilion, and ordinary people can't find it."

A look of joy flashed in Qi Surong's eyes, Dad, you've finally been shrewd, Da Shan!

Afterwards, she stubbornly picked up more people who received the award, about a dozen, and these were probably all the people her father could remember.

Back in his room, Qi Surong immediately listed these people on the paper one by one, and then put the three pieces of paper together.

There are 20 companies that meet the two conditions, that is, those who were inspected this time and will be reinstated in the future;

There are only seven companies that meet the three conditions at the same time, that is, they are on the inventory list, and they are those who were rewarded in the past and will be honored in the future.

There are two other people who were not investigated this time, but they were rewarded by the previous emperor, and they will be highly regarded by King Jing in the future. One of them was Liu Guozheng, the imperial captain of the dynasty, and the other was Zuo Mingtang, the minister of personnel, who was also the future prime minister who would be the head of the three princes.

Putting aside the latter two for the time being, the Qi family is not qualified to befriend now. Qi Surong's focus was on the seven people who met the three conditions. They are at the moment of despair, weak and helpless. But it was not a fluke that they were able to overcome many difficulties and finally regain their prestige, and they must have their own advantages.

The Qi family may be just a small boat in the sea, but as long as the east wind is borrowed, it may not be able to ride the wind and waves.

Qi Surong set his eyes on the seven names again, Fan Ziyu, Meng Ke, Song Jie, Lu Pei, Jiang Qi, Buyan, and Wen Zhihui. Among the seven families, the only one who can definitely own the secret letter is Fan Gu, but since Fan Gu is dead, the secret letter should fall into the hands of his son Fan Ziyu. But Qi Surong estimated that Fan Ziyu hadn't read the contents of the secret letter yet, otherwise he would definitely try his best to enter King Jing's mansion instead of going to King Jing's side after going through all the hardships and tossing and turning.

Of course, all these inferences are based on the assumption that the secret letter is related to King Jing. If the secret letter has any other meaning, then it will lose its due value. Compared with a few secret letters, Qi Surong believed in everything that was set in the future. It is easy to change a small thing, but if you want to turn things around, you may end up with a dead end. Moreover, King Jing is indeed a generation of Ming Jun, and Qi Surong is willing to put his life on him.

In the last life, before the Qi family had time to participate in major events, the family was destroyed and turned into dust, leaving no trace. In this life, history has changed, the name of Qi's family still exists, and it will surely attract more attention in the future. Therefore, Qi Surong must accumulate strength beforehand to protect Qi's family as well as possible.

She rubbed her eyebrows, folded a few pieces of paper, and temporarily hid them in the mezzanine of the floor. After completing the list, she burned it.

Two days later, Qi Su easily pretended to come to the new house and asked Yuan Xi to go out together. After two days of recuperation, his injuries have improved a lot, at least there is no abnormality in his normal walking.

"Where are we going?" Yuan Xi asked.

"Inquire about news." Qi Surong replied simply.

Yuan Xi looked at her back, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

How is she going to inquire about the news?

Qi Surong kept walking through the market and went straight to a remote alley that looked a little dirty.

This is a famous slum in the capital, where a large number of inferior people from the three religions and nine classes gather. Yuan Xi did not expect that Miss Qi's family would come to such a place. Judging from her appearance, it was no accident that she came here.

At this moment, Qi Surong suddenly stopped, took out a purse from his sleeve and weighed it, attracting dozens of ragged beggars around him.

"Those who want to make money come here, and I have something for you to do. Once done, the money will be yours." Qi Surong said loudly.

When all the beggars heard the words, they gathered together, only one of them lay motionless on the straw mat, like falling asleep, but Qi Surong paid special attention to him.

"What does the young master want to ask us to do?" A boy about fifteen or sixteen came over and asked cautiously.

"I want you to help me collect all kinds of information about court ministers, famous nobles, including criminals punished by the emperor." Qi Surong said slowly, "Their names, identities, residences, preferences, relatives and friends, etc., are all in the collection."

The beggars looked at each other, but no one answered.

Qi Surong said again: "Don't worry, I won't let you work your life for me. It doesn't matter how much news you can find out, I will pay you regularly. If there is important news, there will be other rewards."

The eyes of the beggars were shining, and they all expressed their willingness to participate.

"I only have one request." Qi Surong said solemnly, "What I told you to do must be kept secret and not publicized."

"Don't worry about this, we don't know anything else. The best thing is to make jokes. The words are mixed, and most people can't tell the difference." A beggar laughed.

"Okay." Qi Surong counted the number of people, there are eleven people in total, "Tell me your names, and I will record the information you inquired one by one in the future, and pay the corresponding remuneration and rewards according to the amount of information."

A beggar wondered: "Many of us have no names and are illiterate. We just call out casually."

Qi Surong thought for a while and guessed that they probably didn't want to reveal their names so as not to provoke trouble.

"Well then, I'll name you by numbers. Start with six and go all the way to sixteen."

"Why start from six?" Someone asked curiously.

"One to five, I will leave it to the people who contribute the most in the future. They will not only get rich rewards, but also become the little leaders of others."

The beggars' eyes lit up and their interest increased.

But after a while, they all fell silent again, and their eyes moved to the man lying on the straw mat.

Qi Surong followed their line of sight and smiled, "I've heard the name of a chivalrous beggar. As long as he is willing, this 'one' must be his."

As soon as these words came out, the man on the straw mat opened his eyes slightly, glanced here, and then turned over and fell asleep.

Seeing this, the beggars all showed joy on their faces. One of them said, "It turns out that the young master has also heard the name of the boss. He has no objection. We can listen to the son."

Qi Surong nodded and smiled: "Since there is no doubt, then remember your names."

She tapped one and reported a number until they remembered it.

Qi Surong didn't know that the name she randomly chose became the prototype of the most mysterious digital group in the future.

Afterwards, Qi Surong handed the silver to the boy named "Six" and said, "This is a meeting gift, give it to your boss, and he will distribute it. I will come back in two days to see what news you can find out."

"Thank you, young master!" The beggars cheered and ran towards the man.

After leaving the slum, Yuan Xicai asked, "Will it make sense to leave this to them?"

"You may not have heard of the name of chivalrous beggars." Qi Surong explained, "Although there are not as many beggars in the capital as in other towns, they are not many. They divide factions and govern them by districts, forming a unique set of underground rules. He is one of the best. The reason why he is called a chivalrous beggar is not only because of his martial arts and mysterious origin, but also because he has set three rules that are not allowed, one is not allowed to bully the elderly, the weak, women and children; the other is not allowed to harm Human life; three must not betray faith."

Yuan Xi nodded thoughtfully.

"Of course, there is another reason why I chose him to cooperate."

"what reason?"

Qi Surong spit out two words with a smile: "Secret."

Yuan Xi was choked for a moment, and then he had doubts again, where did Qi Surong know the name of the chivalrous beggar? They are completely two classes of people, and there is no chance to contact them at all, and with her character, she doesn't bother to contact them. But now it seems that Qi Surong not only has an unknown composure and scheming, but also hides many secrets.

Did she pretend to be like she used to be?

But a day or two of contact completely subverted Yuan Xi's perception of this eldest Miss Qi family.

The last reason Qi Surong didn't say can't be told to anyone, that chivalrous beggar will become the unique underground king in the capital in ten years.

But at this time, he was still just an inconspicuous little person.