Chapter 110: Reciprocity

The hall was in chaos, and the Li family had been escorted back to the inner palace by the guards. The five hundred soldiers arranged by Zhang Huan in advance surrounded from all sides and blocked all exits. Zhang Huan and Zhu Li snatched out of the hall almost at the same time. Their targets were the same, both targeting Li Fanyun. However, Zhu Li was executing Cui Yuan's order. If the assassination was successful, he would kill Li Fanyun to silence him on the spot. If the assassination failed, he would help Li Fanyun escape from Jinyang Palace.

Dozens of dancers were so scared that they were crowded together and shivering. They were only fifty-nine now, and Li Fanyun was gone. Zhu Li breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Zhang Huan searching around, he couldn't help but ask in surprise: "How could Brother Zhang know that someone was going to assassinate the emperor?"

"How did I know, Brother Zhu doesn't have to worry about it."

Zhang Huan glanced at him and said with a smile: "Brother Zhu, you have actively fought over defense. If someone escapes, how can you explain to the emperor?"

"If Brother Zhang hadn't investigated each other strictly, how could this assassin come in?" Zhu Li also replied coldly.

At this time, Chen Xianfu, the eunuch general manager, hurried over, and he whispered to Zhang Huan: "Come with me quickly! Your Majesty is angry."

Zhu Li smiled, "It seems that the emperor understands! Who is the problem?"

Zhang Huan sneered, turned around and went with Chen Xianfu. Before he could reach the door, he heard Li Shi scolding in the room from afar, "What do you think of me as a scarecrow? Or fishing bait!"

Chen Xianfu smiled bitterly and whispered: "Your Majesty hates you not telling him there is an assassin in advance, so that he almost died. You admit your mistake. If you say that you have just discovered it, it's enough."

Zhang Huan gently patted the back of his hand, "Thank you, Eunuch Chen for your concern, I have my own sense of responsibility at this time."

He walked into the room and bowed to Li Shishen, "See Your Majesty!"

Li Shi did not look back, and he said coldly: "General Zhang, I am an emperor without power. Following me will ruin your future. You should find another branch!"

"Please calm down your anger!" Zhang Huan said sincerely: "This matter is not simple. Your Majesty, please think about the causes and consequences of this matter, and you will understand your difficulties."

"Doubt?" Li Shi turned around suddenly, and he sneered, "What are your difficulties? Everything is in your control, but you can only hide it from me and treat me as a fishing bait, as a puppet."

Speaking of this, his anger exploded uncontrollably and pointed at Zhang Huan and shouted sternly: "Do you still have the emperor in your eyes?"

Zhang Huan knelt down, but he still said with a hard neck: "I just guessed in advance, and I am not sure that Cui Yuanzhen will arrange an assassination. If His Majesty does not come and the assassination cannot be completed, we will not know Cui Yuan's plan."

He tore open his clothes and exposed the iron armor he was wearing. "I was prepared for it. If I stop failure, I will use my body to stop the assassin's actions."

Although Zhang Huan mentioned Cui Yuan, although he was wearing iron armor, Li Shi Tieqing's face did not ease at all. He could not forgive Zhang Huan for this. He stared at Zhang Huan for a while and suddenly said coldly: "There are all your soldiers outside, and I dare not deal with you, but I don't want to see you again in the future."

He said word by word: "This is my will."

After saying that, he shook his sleeves, ignored Zhang Huan and left.

Zhang Huan stood up, looked at Li Shi's back and shook his head gently. The head of the family said nothing, this person was cold-hearted and was just because he had not become the heir of the head of the Zhang family and lost the value of exploitation, so he turned his face.

He couldn't help but remember Li Mi's words again. It was time to establish a foundation for himself. At this moment, Zhang Huan resolutely made up his mind and turned around and strode away.

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Let’s talk about Li Fanyun having already set up a way out for herself. At the beginning of the Yinsi Ji flip, she left the hall. She hid in a dark place and quickly changed into the costume of a palace maid. She ran out of the palace quickly and followed the route left by Zhu Li to her, and fled from the Jinyang Palace from Xijiaomen. Along the way, she encountered several soldiers who had interrogated the gold medal. Li Fanyun showed the gold medal in her hand and left Jinyang Palace unimpeded.

All around Jinyang Palace were martial law, and there were soldiers patrolling everywhere. Seeing that there was no cross-check in an alley ahead, she flashed behind a tree and observed carefully for a long time. There was indeed no movement in the alley. Li Fanyun pondered for a moment, resolutely made up his mind and ran towards the alley.

The alley was very long. She ran more than 300 steps before she saw the intersection ahead. Suddenly, Li Fanyun stopped and she didn't move. Just twenty steps ahead of her, a row of soldiers squatted, each holding a steel crossbow, and the cold arrows pointed at him. A young general appeared behind the soldiers. He smiled faintly and said, "My general asked me to tell you that it is inappropriate to come but not go!"

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Li Fanyun was pushed into a room. The lights were soft, and the walls were surrounded by bookshelf, and books were lined up. It seemed that this was a study room. A young man sat opposite her, with dark skin and a lazy smile on his face. Naturally, he was Zhang Huan who had been waiting for her for a long time.

"Are you Zhang Huan?" Li Fanyun asked coldly. She tried hard to break free from the soldier's hand, but her arms seemed to be strangled by an iron hoop, unable to move at all.

"Yes, I am." Zhang Huan smiled, waved his hand gently, and ordered the soldiers to let her go.

"Miss, my surname is no! May I ask the Taoist priest's name?"

Li Fanyun was stunned. She looked at him with some disbelief. Zhang Huan smiled slightly and said, "Why, don't you tell me?"

"I'm Li Fanyun."

Zhang Huan nodded, and he took out the jade flute that was cracked into three pieces and placed it gently on the table. "You are very smart. You know that ordinary people's attention will be on gold. You know that men's mentality is better, so you arranged that silver woman as an assassin to show your cleverness, but they are all dead and your assassination failed."

Li Fanyun stared at the broken jade flute with a hook. Her chest was fluttering violently, her face turned extremely pale, and the anger of hatred burned in her eyes. Did she have no chance to take revenge?

Zhang Huan slowly walked up to her, looked at her carefully, and said with some regret: "You have great plans, and the plans you arranged are extremely exquisite. It's a pity that your judgment of the overall situation is still lacking, so you have failed twice in a row. Let's not say these, Master Li, what else do you have to leave behind? Please just say it."

Li Fanyun said nothing for a long time, and a look of extreme sadness appeared in her eyes. The deep hatred of her parents finally turned into a bubble. She took a long breath and said word by word: "Please tell Li Shi that the person who wants to kill him today is the orphan of the surviving prince sixteen years ago. The deep hatred of blood will be from him again in the next life."

After saying that, she turned around and left, just as her figure was about to disappear, Zhang Huan said coldly: "Wait a minute, push her in."

Li Fanyun was pushed back to the room. She looked at Zhang Huan with some confusion, and a glimmer of hope arose in her heart.

Zhang Huan stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back. He stared out the window without saying a word for a long time. After a while, he smiled faintly and said, "I also ask you to tell the Prime Minister a sentence, the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind."

After saying that, he waved his hand gently, "Let her go!"

Li Fanyun was a little stunned. She looked at Zhang Huan for a long time, her eyes were extremely complicated. After a long time, she nodded gently, "I owe you a favor and will definitely pay you back in the future."

She quickly left the room. At the moment when her figure disappeared into the darkness, she suddenly heard Zhang Huan's low voice coming from behind, "Zhu Li's real task is to kill you to silence you."

Li Fanyun shook his body and then disappeared into the boundless darkness.

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In the early morning, a rising sun rose in the east, with golden lights dyeing the entire Taiyuan city into a golden color. When the city gate opened, a team of cavalry drove out of the city gate. Zhang Huan looked up at the sun, and the sunset light reflected his face into purple-red.

"General, if we don't go with the emperor, wouldn't it be a good deal for Zhu Li?" Chen Ping, a personal soldier, asked with some concern.

Zhang Huan glanced at him but didn't say anything. At this time, the personal soldiers were Li Shuangyu coming forward and patting Chen Ping on the shoulder, whispering: "Doing more and talking less is our duty."

Chen Ping's face suddenly turned red, and he lowered his head and said nothing. Zhang Huan smiled approvingly at Li Panyu. He suddenly remembered something and smiled backwards and said, "Is that guy still quarreling there?"

Li Shuangyu nodded, and said angrily and amused: "That old man Qu has never stopped talking since the morning. When he caught someone, he talked about the polo scriptures. Everyone couldn't hide."

Old man Qu is naturally Qu Ziyou, the master of King Jin. He tried every means to find Zhang Huan's residence. He came to find him before dawn, but found that Zhang Huan had signs of leaving. He immediately decided to go to Beijing with Zhang Huan. Everyone could not leave him, so he had to let him follow him. Unexpectedly, this person's biggest hobby was to talk about polo scriptures with others. He pulled Zhang Huan's personal soldiers along the way and talked endlessly, which made everyone feel very troubled.

"General!"

When Zhang Huan turned around, he saw Qu Ziyou, who was covered in oily face, poking his head out of the car window and waved to him from a distance. Although he had not slept all night, he could not see any tiredness and seemed extremely excited. "Are you happy with the general? Come and talk!"

Zhang Huan thought about it and smiled at Chen Ping, "I will do something for you, and you will chat with him along the way. I will remember you after I arrive in Chang'an."

Chen Ping's face was so bitter that he almost twisted the water off, but he didn't dare to refuse to obey the order, so he had to bite the bullet and go.

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"Didn't I ask your general to come?"

"The general has official duties, and the young man is quite interested in polo, so he asks the old man for advice."

"Really? Haha! Boya is here to meet Ziqi now, come! Come! Come on my carriage, I will tell you a good talk."

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To be continued...