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Su Han had already set the stage.
Although he was still a minor figure in the Royal Confidential Office, he could faintly sense that he was beginning to grasp the reins of the situation. The influence of wealth was undoubtedly crucial; however, knowing how to manipulate those in higher positions to serve his interests was a profound skill. Sometimes, seemingly insignificant individuals could play unexpectedly pivotal roles, such as Document Officer Li Zuwei.
Having finished his tasks, it was nearing noon. The Royal Confidential Office had its own dining hall, managed by a relative of Wang Hong, the Director of the Intelligence Department. Each person's meal consisted of a standard configuration: one meat dish, two vegetable dishes, and one soup—without exception. Even when Lord Chu Feng came to dine, it was no different.
Do not underestimate this meal; just this one meal could save most of the minor shadow guards a significant amount on their monthly food expenses.
"Su Han, are you eating?" Lin Yu walked in just as Su Han finished serving his food.
"Yeah, today they have braised pork knuckle," Su Han replied casually but with an unusually warm demeanor. "Hurry up; these dining hall folks treat me differently. Look at what they gave me—just a few small pieces."
Lin Yu would never have imagined that this classmate, who had come out of the espionage academy with him and wore a bright smile, had already dug a massive trap for him.
Lin Yu chuckled softly and said, "Then you should give them some silver; I guarantee they'll treat you better next time."
"Hmph! With that silver, I might as well go out to eat at a restaurant," Su Han joked back. "Hurry up and get your food."
"Alright, I'm on it."
As he watched Lin Yu's retreating figure, Su Han sneered coldly. At that moment, he noticed Zhao Jitong, the Deputy Director of the Second Division, entering the dining hall accompanied by two others, heading straight for the Inner Hall.
One of them wore a brocade robe and had a stern expression; his square face was topped with a scholar's cap. This person looked somewhat familiar—had he seen him somewhere before?
Zhao Jitong was not only the Deputy Director of the Second Division but also a trusted aide of Lord Chu Feng. He had received two thousand taels of silver from Su Han and even nodded at him in greeting when he spotted him.
"Hey, Zhou Meng, who is that?" Su Han asked as he sat down next to Zhou Meng with his food box. "The one wearing the scholar's cap with Deputy Director Zhao."
"You don't know him?" Zhou Meng replied with slight surprise. "That's Xu Yuanzheng, the head of Internal Investigation Bureau."
Xu Yuanzheng? The future leader of the Inner Diao Si, Xu Yuanzheng?
Goodness. No wonder he looks familiar; I once saw his portrait in ancient texts during my previous life. Originally, the credit for dismantling that enemy stronghold should have belonged to him. Now, however, it has been taken by me. I hope he doesn't come looking for trouble.
"Captain Su," Zhou Meng said in a low voice, "while you were away, I overheard one of Second Division's clerks mentioning that Xu Yuanzheng had a rather unpleasant confrontation with Lord Chu Feng in the study. It seems to be about our destruction of Qingfeng Pavilion. You need to be careful; this guy has the Chen brothers backing him in court and has captured important spies from enemy nations before. He’s always been quite arrogant."
Su Han absentmindedly responded with an "mm." For now, being in the Royal Confidential Office might protect him from Xu Yuanzheng, but who knows what the future holds?
After taking a few bites, a shadow guard approached him. "Captain Su, Deputy Director Zhao requests your presence in the Inner Hall."
This is bad. Just when I feared something like this would happen.
Su Han estimated that this was likely not going to be good news.
"Go on quickly; don’t eat anymore. I'll take your food box back to the office for you," Zhou Meng urged.
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