The Ministry of Internal Affairs, located in Place Beauvo, is now starting a busy day as usual.

As one of the most important clerks, the brave and fearless Mr. Kong Ze had just gotten out of the carriage allocated to him by the government, and then walked into the building with one of his own document bags in one hand.

The morning air should be very fresh, but the gloomy atmosphere that lingers in this huge building still makes everything seem so oppressive and tense.

His expression was solemn and indifferent, and he walked forward without squinting, his footsteps on the marble floor ticking like a clock-accurate rhythm, and his temperament matched the bearing of this building. And everywhere he passed, everyone subtly moved out of the way, for fear of offending the new celebrity in front of the minister.

After a series of twists and turns of stairs and corridors, he finally entered his office. Although it was only a small office near the corner of the staircase, it took him more than ten years and unimaginable efforts to get it. And it's not the end of Zuihou, it's a small springboard for him to move forward - that's what he thinks.

He relied on patience and perseverance to complete one task after another, and finally won the favor and promotion of his superiors. And this time, Mr. Prime Minister gave him the task, and he never slackened in the slightest.

Once seated, he took out all the contents of the document bag and placed it on his desk. Because he has not received systematic technical training, the sketches he draws are not very expressive, but rely on his years of hard practice to restore the characters as much as possible. Then, he played with the drawings over and over again, carefully searching his mind for impressions of them.

As he reminisced, he searched his pile of materials for information about the person.

The names of Mr. Dumont, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, Baron Beauwon, the great banker, and the Duke of Navarran, a senior member of the House of Lords, gradually matched his pictures, and gradually made Mr. Conze's heart secretly a little frightened.

It is such a person, such a powerful liliang gathered against the prime minister, and it is the prime minister who is obviously losing his energy.

His face was still blank, but his heart was beating faster. He suddenly felt some stiffness in his body, as if he had accidentally stepped into a swamp that was about to engulf him, and he could not move, but could only watch the end come.

What the hell am I doing?!

The Prime Minister's appointment can be a sweet gift or a deadly poison. Which one is most likely?

Kong Ze fell into deep contemplation.

He is already thirty years old, and he is no longer the stunned young man he was back then, so he will not be deceived by a simple sentence and lose his mind. Of course, it's good to be able to reach the sky in one step, but the premise is that you can't step into the air and break your bones before you reach the sky.

He knew that he was not qualified to make any wrong step compared to the others.

As he pondered, he unconsciously flipped through the sketches he had drawn last night.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that the sketch in front of him was the same young man and woman from last night.

Then he carefully recalled what he had seen last night.

Both men and women are beautiful, and judging by their mannerisms, they should be of aristocratic origin.

No! To be able to participate in this level of secret meeting at this age is definitely not from an ordinary noble family, and there must be some great origin.

Where could it be?

As he thought, an unconscious resentment and anger suddenly burned in his heart.

The same people, just because they were born into different families, have to follow completely different paths. As a result, some people have to work hard all their lives to get a little closer, but some people are born there. I have to rack my brains every day, trembling to complete every task assigned by my boss, for fear of causing trouble to some big man, and some people are already able to talk to them at a young age.

That's what society is all about. People call this order, or, fate.

But on what grounds! Obviously, there is the same blood in the veins, and obviously his talent is no worse than anyone else! Weishenme is facing such an outcome.

He knew how out of place the spirit it represented, how completely alien it was to the dynasty to which he was loyal.

Only when he was alone would these thoughts flash in Kong Ze's heart.

He decided to find out the origins of the young man and woman. I don't know if it's for the mission or just to vent the anger in my heart.

"Ding"

There was a faint knock at the door.

Kong Ze subconsciously woke up. "Who is it?"

No one answered, but the knocking continued.

Kong Ze carefully put away the portrait on the table, then stepped forward and carefully opened the door.

What caught his eye was a slightly short and stocky balding middle-aged man, looking at him with a kind smile.

"Your Excellency?" He was taken aback, then hurriedly moved out of the way for the other party to come in.

The Chancellor behaved strangely. He walked in softly, then cautiously peeked to the left and right before carefully closing the door.

"Your Excellency?" Surprised, Kong Ze couldn't help but ask again.

The minister waved his hand lightly to signal him not to speak loudly, and then slowly walked behind his desk and sat down in the soft rattan wood chair that belonged to his master.

"It's comfortable." His Excellency the Minister teased.

Kong Ze consciously stood at his desk and honestly lowered his head.

"You're good at everything, you're just too serious." The minister couldn't help but laugh again. "You must be miserable for your subordinates if you're like this, right?"

Since Kong Ze helped the minister to make great contributions and kept his impression with the prime minister, the minister has a good impression of Kong Ze, and his attitude towards him has become more and more kind.

But Kong Ze knew that this was just the kind of kindness of his boss to his right-hand man, and if he didn't keep his duty soberly, but instead thought about it, the consequences would definitely be miserable - at least he had seen many of these examples with his own eyes.

"We should be strict about our work." He replied in a low voice, while his mind was speculating about the minister's intentions for today.

"You've been busy lately, haven't you?" The minister seemed to ask casually. "I've read your recent reports, and it doesn't seem to be as much progress as before?"

Kong Ze's heart sank.

Since taking over the secret mission of Mr. Prime Minister, Kong Ze has completely shifted his focus to investigating the foreign secretary. The task of tracking down the rebel organizations entrusted to the minister has long been left behind. However, in order to cover up, he still wrote a work report as usual, careful not to show traces.

Did the minister find something?

"Because the traitors are very cunning, the investigation has encountered a little setback for the time being, but I believe that as long as we persevere, we will soon find a new breakthrough. Are you here for any new instructions on this? Kong Ze cautiously tested.

The minister looked at Kong Ze with a somewhat strange expression.

Kong Ze lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything more.

"Mr. Kong Ze, you are too smart." After being silent for a long time, the minister suddenly sighed, with a sense of alienation in his emotion. "It's just too smart!"

Kong Ze's heart tightened, but he still managed to calm down. "You, you mean ......"

"Do you think I can't see it?" The minister shook his head slightly. "You're just dealing with me casually. The report is completely incomprehensible, and it's not at all what I know about you. weishenme？ What happened? ”

The minister's gaze made Kong Ze suddenly nervous. He had always thought that His Excellency the Minister was just a mediocre person who had climbed to this position by luck, but he did not expect that today's Minister would be almost completely changed.

"Are you suddenly mediocre, or is it for some other reason? Did you accept some other assignment? "As far as I know, you've been paying little attention to my previous assignments lately, and you've just written reports to fool me, right?" ”

Kong Ze understood, and sure enough, he had the minister's eyeliner in his subordinates. He hung his head, a little cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

Seeing Kong Ze like this, the minister understood that his stick had an effect, so he slowed down. "Young people want to be motivated, and I understand that, it's normal. But don't burn your brain with excessive fiery desire! ”

Kong Ze raised his head, with some doubt in his eyes.

"I'm your immediate boss, but you hide it from me and use something to fool me at will, do you think you can be called motivated like this?" The minister's eyes were full of shrewdness at the moment, and he was not at all the mediocre appearance he had before. "Did Mr. Prime Minister give you some special assignment? Don't be too busy denying it, I know that he summoned you alone, and then after he summoned you, you perfunctory me with the attitude you have now. I can only guess that he has some other important task for you. Is that so, Mr. Kong Ze? ”

In the face of this scorching gaze, Kong Ze no longer had his usual calmness.

After all, he is just a professional police detective, and politics is really not what he should play. He understood this. "Yes...... Yes......" he nodded heavily.

Looking at his subordinates who had finally come to an honest place, the minister secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Did he only know about his small movements today? No, he had chosen to pretend he didn't know anything just because he hadn't chosen which side to stand on. Until today.

He came to his right-hand man after he finally determined the direction of the bet, after all, he still needs this right-hand man to make merits for himself in the future, and he can't use it now.

"Kong Ze, don't tie too deeply with our Mr. Prime Minister! Remember, we owe allegiance to authority, not to a specific person, and whoever is the prime minister is the same to us, as long as we can keep our position, right? "Now, tell me all the tasks that Mr. Prime Minister has assigned to you, and tell me as they are." ”

Kong Ze said it all locally.

"You're really going to do such a dangerous thing!" After listening, the minister couldn't help but sigh, "Fortunately, I came to rescue you today, otherwise...... Think for yourself, what will happen to you if Mr. Guizot wins? ”

"So, you've chosen to side with Mr. Kezo?" Kong Ze asked in a low voice.

"Yes, of course." The Chancellor nodded. "What did you find before?"

Kong Ze took out the portraits from the drawer, and the minister took them and looked at them one by one.

"Oh! Even he's coming! ”

"Hah! And him! He sighed.

When he turned to the zuihou sheet, the minister rarely hesitated, obviously he was also surprised by the other party's youth. He frowned and thought about it for a moment. "Isn't this lady the granddaughter of the Duke of Treville? I saw it once at a dinner party. It seems that even this duke can't help but get involved......"

"Who is that man?" Kong Ze hurriedly asked.

"I don't know, you don't draw very clearly, how can I have time to memorize every young person." The Chancellor casually tossed it aside, "It must be some grandson of the Duke of Treville, that's normal." Anyway, now that we've chosen to stand over there, these things shouldn't be kept at all, you know? ”

"I see." Kong Ze nodded slowly.

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After a good night's sleep, everything was fine, I'm sorry, I took some of my emotions out at work last night, and I was wrong. I didn't mean to target anyone, I just felt depressed at the time, I felt that my hard work was in vain, and I didn't get recognition at all.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, there are still many people who like this book, and they have been chasing and supporting it, and I can't make everyone like it with limited writing, but at least I will write it for those who like this book, xiexie everyone.

Really xiexie everyone.