Chapter 122: Intrigue (III)

The secret report of Zhang Ruohao's death seemed to be a whistling north wind. In the early morning, Cui Yuanfu and Pei Jun launched almost at the same time. A series of dense orders were issued, and groups of cavalrymen rushed towards Hebei and Shandong, as if a storm was about to come, the wind suddenly stopped, and the air was filled with strange airflow, anxious, depressed, and extremely quiet.

‘Squeak!’ A gorgeous carriage parked in front of the Pei Mansion. Dozens of guards separated to both sides in a fan shape. The car door opened. Chu Xingshui, who had a worried look, walked out of the carriage. This was his third time in two days. The first time was Pei Jun who was sick, but the second time was when he went out to pay a visit. Today, Pei Jun specially sent someone to tell him that he was waiting for his arrival at home.

Chu Xingshui picked up his robe and went up the steps. When the gatekeeper saw him coming, he opened the door in panic. The master repeatedly ordered that if the Secretary of Chu came, he had to open the middle door before he could go up the steps. Chu Xingshui entered the door expressionlessly. In front of him was a screen wall. A small and beautiful carriage was parked next to the screen wall. Pei Ying's complaint from afar, "Who said he would go early in the morning? Didn't the post say that poetry would be at night?"

"Miss, Mr. Wei sent someone here just now and said that he would invite the lady to go to Leyouyuan to watch the maple leaves."

As the footsteps approached, two maids surrounded Pei Ying and walked out from behind the screen wall. She saw Chu Xingshui coming towards her at a glance, hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "I wish Uncle Shi a happy wish."

Chu Xingshui looked at the carriage and smiled and said, "Let's not go there anymore, learn how to take care of your husband and children!"

After saying that, he raised his head and smiled, and walked into the middle hall quickly. Pei Ying looked at Chu Xingshui's back in surprise, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Pei Jun woke up after taking a nap. He heard that Chu Xingshui was coming, and he smiled and greeted him, "Brother Runze, are you poking my back and scolding me?"

"I dare not, Pei Xiangguo's body and guests are much more important than me, and I have self-knowledge."

Pei Jun laughed loudly. He took Chu Xingshui's arm affectionately into the study room, closed the door, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. He lowered his voice and said, "Zhang Ruohao is dead."

"What!" Chu Xingshui was shocked, "When did this happen?"

"It should be the night before yesterday, and it was my close friend who was stationed in Zhang's house and smelled the smell and sent it with a letter from a flying pigeon." Pei Jun restrained the excitement in his heart and said lightly: "I have ordered Pei Shigao to station 50,000 Hebei troops in Changshan County, and you can enter Hedong at any time."

"What about Cui Yuan?" Chu Xingshui was a little confused. He had realized that the power balance of the Tang Dynasty had been broken, which turned his original concerns about Zhang Huan to himself. In the chaos, will the Wang family in Xiangyang take the opportunity to send troops to Huainan?

"Cui Yuan should know that this morning, he sent eighteen cavalry commanders out of Chang'an, probably to Shandong."

Pei Jun knew very well that Cui Yuan had also planned to Hedong for more than ten years. How could he not seize such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? At this time, the so-called benevolence and righteousness are the archway of a bitch, which is really worthless. What is important is the family interests, territory, and population. The Shandong army will inevitably cross the Yellow River through Chenliu and enter Hedong through Xingyang.

However, Pei Jun also knew that he and Choi Yuan had no opportunity to enter Hedong. To put it bluntly, it was an excuse to be glamorous, but he was not worried. He knew that Choi Yuan was more anxious than him, and he would definitely make arrangements. The arrow was put on the strings and the bow was pulled open. Now he just had to wait for this opportunity to come leisurely. Pei Jun glanced at Chu Xingshui and returned to today's topic, "Brother Runze must have come for Zhang Huan's business!"

He woke Chu Xingshui up with one sentence, and he hurriedly said, "Yes! I have talked to Zhang Huan. He is willing to defect to Pei Xiang and promise all the conditions for Pei Xiang."

"Yes! I guess that's what it should be."

If Zhang Huan could agree to Yan Zhenqing's proposal, it means that he was a little sincere, but now he obviously wanted to use himself. He probably wanted to use the opportunity to return to Hedong. Zhang Huan's use was not now, but in the future. Pei Jun smiled faintly and said, "He also asked to keep the Sanqiantian Cavalry Camp by his side!"

"Yes, this is his only condition." Chu Xingshui hesitated and said, "But he has something to change."

"What?"

"He didn't say it clearly, but I think it should be evidence that Cui Yuan colluded with the Uighurs."

"Is that?" Pei Jun had a hint of interest in his eyes. Just as many things were often understood later, it took three months for the Li family to be trapped in the West and surrendered city. Pei Jun finally figured out that this must be a trap set by Cui Yuan and was finally able to succeed the prime minister. It was just because there was no evidence, so it was all that matter was enough. Now Zhang Huan had evidence in his hands. What would it be? Did a letter? He suddenly had a desire. He wanted to see what tone and speech in the letter Cui Yuan wrote to the Uighur Khan. This must be an extremely interesting thing.

"What do you think Brother Runze? Can those three thousand people be given to him?" Pei Jun did not immediately express his opinion, but gently kicked the ball to Chu Xingshui. Zhang Huan was his nephew. Even if he promised Zhang Huan, this favor would have to be obtained from Chu Xingshui.

"Brother Tianxing just treats me as a face!" Chu Xingshui sighed.

"We have been in love for many years, how can we not give this face!"

Pei Jun narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, "It seems that my Xiaoying is finally getting married."

"Clang!" A crisp sound suddenly came from outside the door. Pei Jun's face changed. He opened the door in one step. Pei Ying was holding a tea tray with only one cup of tea inside, and the other tea cup fell to the ground, smashing to pieces.

"I was not careful." Pei Ying's face suddenly turned red.

"You have never poured tea for me when you grow up so old."

Pei Jun smiled slightly and stroked her hair lovingly, "Go! Daddy won't let you down."

Pei Ying lowered her head and went without saying a word. At this time, Chu Xingshui slowly walked forward and laughed jokingly: "Brother Tianxing, I don't owe you this favor."

"You guy!" Pei Jun pointed at him and shook his head helplessly. He took out a silver medal and handed it to Chu Xingshuidao: "Give him this silver medal. With this, Qianniuwei will not make things difficult for him. I will trouble Brother Runze for this matter."

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It was slowly noon, and the gates of Dongcheng City were still bustling with crowds. The lives of ordinary people were living in a simple manner. The strange storm of the court had nothing to do with them. The atmosphere on the street was calm and peaceful.

At this time, several horses ran out from Pingkangfang opposite the East City. The strong man in the lead was Cui Xiong. His face was red and his mouth was smelly. Several people walked about a thousand steps south, but turned around and entered Xuanyangfang. Just about a hundred steps behind them, a man followed them from afar. He was very good at concealing. When Cui Xiong turned back and visited him, he disappeared in time in the small vendors behind the trees or by the roadside.

Soon, Cui Xiong flashed and entered the Prime Minister's Mansion through the side door. The person who followed him from afar immediately turned around and ran outside Xuanyangfang.

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"Did you really see clearly?"

Zhu Li asked in a cold look that he invited Cui Xiong to drink again today and wanted to find out Cui Yuan's physical condition. However, before he could test it, Cui Xiong directly said that the head of the monk was seriously injured and would not recover for a month or two, as if he knew what he was going to ask.

Every time Zhu Xiao could get the information he wanted, he felt something was wrong. Today, Cui Xiong's premonition finally aroused his suspicion. After drinking, he immediately sent someone to follow Cui Xiong.

"I did see clearly, Cui Xiong entered the Prime Minister's Mansion through the side door."

Zhu Li took a breath, and he finally understood that Cui Yuan had actually seen through him, but had been letting himself develop. Needless to say, if he wanted to move himself, he would take his life.

"What should I do?" Zhu Li's forehead was already faintly sweaty. He walked around the room with his hands behind his back. He was also a very ambitious person. He was eager to get a piece of his own territory to get rid of his father's fate. However, the plump land of the Tang Dynasty had been basically divided up by various families, but there was still an important territory that had not been occupied by the aristocratic families, that is, Duji Province, namely Luoyang, Xingyang, and Chenliu. This was the core part of the Central Plains, directly belonging to the imperial court, with only more than 20,000 local troops stationed. Zhu Li took a fancy to this territory. For this reason, he and Zhang Liangdi reached a cooperation intention. When the Tang Dynasty started, they helped the Empress Dowager's relatives take it down.

But now, his ambition has been seen through by Cui Yuan, and his plan must be changed.

Zhu Li suddenly stopped, he suddenly remembered something, and a bold thought arose from his heart again.

An hour later, a carriage stopped in front of Yang Qi's mansion. Zhu Li jumped out of the car and reached into the car. A white and tender little hand then took his arm and walked down the car with a charming woman, about sixteen or seventeen years old, and extremely beautiful. She was Zhu Li's real sister Zhu Chunyu.

Before going to Taiyuan, Yang Qi was depressed because he broke up a sum of money and came to Zhu Li to complain. Zhu Li ordered his sister to come out to drink with him. Yang Qi was so shocked by her beauty that she said a lot of words with the alcohol. Zhu Li saw it and remembered it in his heart. Now it was time to take a step forward.

"You have to remember that the rise and fall of our Zhu family is on you." Zhu Li reminded him again. He was afraid that his sister would refuse and added: "Don't worry, as long as the eldest brother can escape this disaster, you will be the queen of Bashu in the future."

Zhu Chunyu nodded silently. Although Yang Qi was old enough to be her grandfather, she could only sacrifice herself for the sake of the family.

At this time, Yang Qi had already arrived. Although he usually needed to walk with a cane, he was walking as fast as he could, and he was marching like flying, saying welcome, but his eyes were staring at Zhu Chunyu.

"My sister yearns for the beautiful scenery of Bashu. I am too busy and have no time to accompany her to go there. I would like to ask Mr. Yang to take her with me. Zhu Li will thank you very much in the future!"

He waved to the girl, "Come on! I've seen Mr. Yang."

Zhu Chunyu smiled charmingly, stepped forward and gave a gentle polite greeting, and said in a sweet voice: "Little woman, please see Mr. Yang."

Yang Qi's soul was almost flying. He swallowed heavily, raised his head and smiled heartily, "When I saw my little sister, I suddenly felt that I was twenty years younger, don't worry! Bashu Shengjing, I will accompany you wherever my little sister wants to go."
Chapter completed!