An alliance is an alliance, and spies are spies.
The Supervisory Office's target is spies, and they will arrest spies from any dynasty.
Just because Great Zhen and Great Jing are allies doesn't mean they'll let Great Zhen's spies lurking in Great Jing off the hook; they'll only spare their lives at crucial moments.
Great Zhen and Great Jing are allies now, but who knows if they will be in the future? Even if they are, it doesn't mean there won't be conflict. A person without distant worries will have immediate troubles, and the imperial court is even more so.
Therefore, just because they are allies, arresting Great Zhen's spies will still be rewarded according to the previous standards.
Through those two servants, they each caught an upstream contact.
These two upstream contacts are different from the servants; they each have at least four or five downstream contacts.
Now, what's more important is that they want to catch the upstream contacts of these two upstream contacts. They think that if the upstream contacts of these two point to two people, that's fine, but if they point to one person, then that person might be a major spy leader, or even the overall person in charge of Great Zhen in Yujing.
If they can find this person, then the credit will be enormous. The entire Supervisory Office is working hard, wanting to catch this big fish.
As for whether Chu Zhiyuan can continue to inspect the Supervisory Office's files, without instructions from above, they will follow the old rules.
Chu Zhiyuan brought such a great achievement to their doorstep, plus the last incident, even if they gave him the Flying Dragon Bone, they still owed him a big favor.
Therefore, Leng Nanfeng didn't specifically mention Chu Zhiyuan's permission issue.
Thus, Chu Zhiyuan was able to continue entering the Supervisory Office and see the Supervisory Office's files.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Is there any information from the Sifang Pavilion?"
"About the Great Zhen delegation?"
"Yes."
"Your Highness, please wait a moment." Ma Tianhe tiptoed out and quickly brought a volume of files to the desk: "This is from the last few days."
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "I heard that the Great Meng delegation is also coming?"
"The Great Meng delegation has already arrived at Liuli Pass. If there are no accidents, they should arrive within ten days."
"Did anything go wrong along the way?"
"In the beginning, they disguised themselves as a merchant caravan and remained very low-key. It wasn't until they reached Liuli Pass that their abnormality was discovered."
"Sneaking into the pass?" Chu Zhiyuan frowned: "And you still recognize them?"
"Among the delegation is the Ninth Princess of Great Meng." Ma Tianhe looked helpless: "Her beauty is unparalleled and cannot be impersonated, and she also has a Grandmaster protecting her."
"The Ninth Princess?" Chu Zhiyuan was curious.
Ma Tianhe thought for a moment and said softly, "Your Highness, please wait a moment."
He quickly brought a file box and placed it on the desk: "This contains some information about the Ninth Princess."
Chu Zhiyuan slowly said, "Thank you, Lord Ma. I'll take a look."
He first looked at the information from the Sifang Pavilion.
In the Sifang Pavilion, besides the Great Zhen delegation, there were also delegations from two small countries, the Great Lie Dynasty in the east and the Great Jian Dynasty in the northeast.
To Great Jing, Great Zhen, and Great Meng, these two small countries were vulnerable and not worth considering.
The Great Lie Dynasty was far away in the Eastern Sea, an island nation. Internal strife and self-destruction were constant, and its strength was greatly weakened, making it unworthy of mention.
The Great Lie Dynasty admired the Great Jing Dynasty and had always regarded it as a superior country.
The Great Jian Dynasty was also weak and not worth mentioning. The Great Jing Dynasty didn't even bother to send people to investigate the truth. When the envoys came with gifts, the Great Jing Dynasty would reciprocate with some gifts.
Chu Zhiyuan scanned the delegations of the two dynasties, temporarily finding no noteworthy figures.
Then, it was the Great Zhen delegation.
Cheng Tianfeng had been staying behind closed doors, drinking a lot of wine, and even calling some beauties from the book houses to accompany him.
Could it be that he had been crushed by himself? Was he just giving up?
He frowned and pondered.
In the end, he decided that he still had to go and see for himself.
Of course, before going, he had to put down the flying knife, lest it be snatched back by the Grandmaster.
Besides Cheng Tianfeng, the other members of the Great Zhen delegation were very active.
The officials in the Great Zhen delegation had close interactions with the officials of the imperial court.
Prince Zhuang met with Prince Ying every day, drinking in different restaurants in Yujing, accompanied by a group of officials.
Other officials would also meet each other afterward, either in book houses, restaurants, or scenic spots.
The officials in the Great Zhen delegation received warm hospitality.
The Supervisory Office also recorded their meetings, words, and actions.
The officials on both sides were negotiating various details.
Such as trade exchanges, currency settlements, where to establish markets, how many military systems to establish, how many barracks to withdraw from both borders, and restricting the respective number of troops on the border.
Chu Zhiyuan saw their fierce clashes amidst laughter.
Only Cheng Tianfeng stayed in the Sifang Pavilion all day long, behind closed doors, not allowing anyone to approach, and no one knew what he was doing.
Even the women who accompanied him in drinking, when asked afterward, only said that they drank, chatted idly, and he asked them about some anecdotes, strange stories, and common jokes.
Chu Zhiyuan's sword-like eyebrows furrowed.
He couldn't wait to see what Cheng Tianfeng was doing.
Chu Zhiyuan pondered: "Lord Ma, Yuehua Palace—"
"Your Highness—" Ma Tianhe immediately showed an embarrassed expression.
Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand: "Forget it."
He really couldn't see the information of Yuehua Palace now.
Yuehua Palace and the other three major sects, these four major demonic sects, were not something he could see. His permission was not enough, and he was afraid that there was not much he could see.
Afterward, he read the information about the Ninth Princess of Great Meng, and his expression became solemn and serious.
"Lord." Gao Lingfeng greeted him, cupping his fists in salute, with a serious expression: "The Zhenwu Division has taken action and expelled the people on the list from Yujing."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded and stepped into his room.
He glanced at Gao Lingfeng's tense face: "Lord Gao is still brooding over it?"
"This subordinate dares not!" Gao Lingfeng said solemnly, following him inside.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Let's see how they behave in the future, whether they will assassinate again."
"Even if they don't assassinate, they will probably do something else." Gao Lingfeng was extremely wary and hateful of these bold and reckless martial arts masters who were not afraid of death.
If they were bold and not afraid of death, and didn't cherish their own lives, how could they cherish the lives of others, especially since they possessed superb martial arts skills, they didn't know how many innocent people they would harm.
Chu Zhiyuan didn't try to persuade him, knowing that even if Gao Lingfeng was unconvinced and disagreed, he would still carry out the order.
He then said, "Was there any change along the way?"
"They left obediently, which is very strange." Gao Lingfeng frowned: "It seems that there was no resistance—"
"Could it be that they already knew the information, so they had a way to deal with it?"
Chu Zhiyuan's sword-like eyebrows rose: "Bai Jingrong?"
Gao Lingfeng said solemnly: "It's not impossible."
Chu Zhiyuan sat behind the desk and pondered.
Bai Jingrong couldn't make big waves, but Yuehua Palace was hard to say.
Unfortunately, he couldn't see the information of Yuehua Palace within the Supervisory Office, so he could only rely on the Zhenwu Division's information channels.
This matter was related to the size of his credit.
If he perfectly resolved this matter, then he would definitely get a high-ranking special merit, and he would have hope to break through from the eighth rank to the seventh rank or even higher.
Maybe he could even hope to get a sixth-rank merit.
If he added the spy matter, could he be promoted to the fifth rank? If the spy matter failed, and he added the poisoning in the imperial palace, could he be promoted to the fifth rank?
There was still a lot of hope.
If he wanted to practice the fourth level, Marrow Refining, he might need dragon blood or dragon bones.
Relying solely on his own cultivation progress was too slow.
"Please ask Hall Master Huang to come over."
"Yes, Lord."
Huang Shirong came quickly, bringing the latest progress of the matter.
All the masters on the list had been expelled from Yujing, and they were not allowed to enter Beijing again within a month, otherwise, they would be directly sent to the Zhenwu Division's prison.
These people had already returned to their respective places and had not stayed in the suburbs of Beijing.
The Zhenwu Division had sent tracking experts to keep an eye on those Grandmasters, preventing them from being perfunctory and launching a surprise attack.
Then the Zhenwu Division would become a joke.
"What about the masters of Yuehua Palace? Is there any clue?"
Huang Shirong frowned slightly: "No trace of Yuehua Palace masters has been found. Yuehua Palace has always been elusive,
It's hard to detect unless they show themselves."
Chu Zhiyuan slowly nodded.
No news was actually the best news.
After Huang Shirong left, Chu Zhiyuan took Zou Fang, Gao Jiong, Sun Yanwu, and Ji Dongxiao and left the Ministry of Rites' yamen, heading towards the Sifang Pavilion.
He was stopped at the entrance of the Sifang Pavilion's main street. After reporting his identity as a deputy director of the Ministry of Rites, he was released.
Chu Zhiyuan walked slowly inside, using his extrasensory perception to observe the defense of the Frostscale Iron Cavalry.
The entire main street of the Sifang Pavilion was shrouded by the Frostscale Iron Cavalry, forming a unified whole. If anyone broke in anywhere, they would be within the attack range of the Frostscale Iron Cavalry.
The wide street was flat and deserted, extremely conducive to the cavalry's charge.
Ensuring the combat power of the Frostscale Iron Cavalry was undiminished.
