Chapter 283: Everyone is trying their best (in the morning)

Half an hour later, Zhang Huan rushed to Yuanzai's mansion under the escort of nearly 500 personal guards. His face looked extremely ugly. Yuanzai's assassination undoubtedly disrupted his deployment. If Yuanzai died, it would cause two gaps between Shuofang and the Ministry of War, making him lose sight of one thing. The Ministry of War could not give up, which would affect the layout of Xiangyang and Changsha.

Shuofang cannot give up, it is related to the safety of Longyou and Hexi. It is no better than Shuzhong. Shuzhong blocks the blockage. As long as you control the army, you can control the entire area. Shuofang is connected to Guanzhong in the south and Hedong in the east. If you cannot possess it with great justice, it will inevitably leave others with a sense of justice.

Zhang Huan was anxious for a moment, and his personal soldiers came to report that Yuan Zai was poisonous arrows, and there was still a trace of breath. Zhang Huan quickly stepped into the mansion gate and saw the cavalry team guarding Yuan Zai kneeling on the ground, waiting for the departure, and the personal soldiers Li Dingfang stood next to him.

When Li Dingfang saw Zhang Huan come in, he immediately stepped forward to report: "Report to the governor, seven brothers were killed in the ambush battle, fifteen were injured, and we killed twenty-one enemies and captured twenty-nine people. However, because the team was negligent and did not search the big tree, the assassin hidden on the big tree succeeded."

He pointed to the team kneeling on the ground and said, "Please let the governor go!"

Zhang Huan glanced at the team and saw him lowering his head and saying nothing, then said, "A hundred secrets and one spoiler, the credit becomes a crime. If you push it down, you will be 50 military sticks!"

"Thank you for not killing me!" The team was escaping from death, and he kowtowed excitedly and followed several executioners down.

Zhang Huan glanced at everyone again and said, "Details determine success or failure. I hope everyone will take this as a warning. If there is another time, I will never let it go!"

Everyone was so awe-inspiring that they agreed to the crime of dereliction of duty. Zhang Huan, under the guidance of the Yuanzai family, walked towards the inner house with great strides, while Li Dingfang followed closely behind.

"Governor, I have found out that the arrested prisoners are all private guards of King Guangwu Li Chenghong. May I ask the Governor, how should we deal with this matter?"

Zhang Huan stopped, pondered for a moment and said, "This is a blockade of news. If anyone asks, it means that Mr. Yuan is sick and must not reveal his injuries. In addition to the doctor who has cured his injuries, he cannot let go. Do you understand?"

"As for your order!" Li Dingfang gave a gift and arranged for him to go. At this time, Yuan Zai's eldest son came out with a doctor. He looked up and saw Zhang Huan, hurried forward to salute him. His eyes turned red, and he said tremblingly: "My father is in critical condition. Please ask the Secretary of State to make the decision for my Yuan family."

"This is my responsibility, and I will give you an explanation."

Zhang Huan sighed apologetically and asked the doctor again: "How is Mr. Yuan's injury now?"

"You are the envoy Zhang, the arrow is injured without any serious damage, but the poison on the arrow is very fierce, and the villain cannot crack it. He can only temporarily stabilize the toxicity..." At this point, the doctor sighed and shook his head.

"Then how long can he last?" Zhang Huan restrained the anxiety in his heart and asked in a deep voice.

"This..." the doctor glanced at Yuan Zhili and stuttered: "At most three hours!"

"Three hours?" Zhang Huan's heart suddenly sank into the abyss, and the sweat beads on his forehead had already oozed out. He turned sideways and quickly walked into the ward. Yuan Zhili shouted so hard that he hurriedly followed in.

There was a strong smell of fishy smell in the ward. The two families were covering their noses to clean the blood on the floor. When they saw someone coming in, they were so scared that they took the basin out in panic.

Zhang Huan walked to the tent and opened half of the curtain. He saw Yuan Zai's face turned gray and a layer of black mist was faintly covered with. His breath was short and weak. Although he didn't know how to do medicine, he had seen it a lot in Lin Delong's pharmacy since he was a child. Just looking at this situation, he knew that Yuan Zai really couldn't support it for long.

"This kind of poison is very terrible. Generally, he will die if he can't get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get enough money to get

The doctor's words suddenly gave Zhang Huan a glimmer of hope. He suddenly turned around and asked, "Sir, can he still be saved?"

The doctor smiled bitterly and said, "Any poison has an antidote, but I can't do anything. I have to tie the bell if I solve it!"

Zhang Huan understood what he meant. He turned around without thinking and walked out. He shouted: "Send brothers to assemble immediately! No delay for a moment."

When he ordered him to leave, Zhang Huan almost stopped walking. When he reached the gate, more than 500 personal soldiers had already assembled. Zhang Huan turned over and waved his horse and shouted, "Go to the house of the Ten Kings, the palace of the Guangwu Palace!"

The cavalry urged the war horses, the horse's hooves were flying, and the dust rolled into the air. Dozens of monks who returned from begging for alms were so scared that they dodged one after another. The cavalry team was like a black dragon, galloping away in the heavy night sky.

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The Ten Kings House is a place name, located east of the Daming Palace. It was originally built by Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty, Li Longji, after ascending the throne, to live with several brothers for centralized surveillance. Later, his sons moved in and expanded into the Sixteen Kings House. During the Tianbao period, there were many descendants, so they built the Hundred Suns Courtyard, which eventually formed the most concentrated royal settlement in Chang'an.

King Guangwu Li Chenghong is the grandson of Li Xian, the son of Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi and Wu Zetian. He is Li Chengye's brother. He just passed his seventy birthday this year. He is the oldest among the Chang'an royal family. However, although he is old, he is a backboneless person. He follows Li Qiu's butt all day long, waving flags and shouting for him and making accomplices for the tiger. This ambush Yuan Zai was what Li Qiu did. Although he was sad about his brother's death, it is absolutely impossible to ask him to avenge his brother. He is only seventy years old and wants to live another thirty years! Isn't it going to take his life to sacrifice his life?

Li Chenghong's palace is located on Tianbao Street. On this street, the residences of each prince and prince are connected by one, one more luxurious and one more grand.

Although the power of the Tang Dynasty royal family was lost, their economic strength was still very strong, especially the land. More than 60% of the fertile land in Guanzhong were occupied by the royal family. They collected rents and money and kept slaves. One huge manor after another on the Guanzhong Plain seemed to tell their past glory.

One of Li Chenghong's favorite things is to raise talents and stewardess. In his backyard, he imitated Li Longji and planted a large pear garden, playing and singing, rehearsing singing and dancing here. He lay under the shadow of his ancestors and enjoyed his life. Whether it was the rise or decline of the Tang Dynasty, what did it have to do with him?

It was getting late at this moment. He was savoring the mellow wine accompanied by dozens of beautiful pear dancers. The candlelight made a layer of oil appear on his sallow face. He narrowed his eyes and looked comfortable and comfortable in the midst of the beautiful peach-drels.

Suddenly, he heard a vague sound of thunder. At first, he accidentally, but the sound was getting closer and closer, and it became louder and louder. A candle fell from the candlestick and broke into three sections.

Li Chenghong stood up in surprise, holding the wine glass and didn't know what happened. At this moment, his housekeeper stumbled in and shouted in horror: "Your Majesty, go and have a look! A large group of cavalry came to the door outside, blocking the front and back doors, and smashing the door!"

"What!"

He shivered in his heart, his hands loosened, and a crisp sound of "bang!", the wine glass fell to the ground and smashed to pieces. Dozens of women were shocked together, and the face, which was already covered with white face, was even less bloody. The first thought in their minds was: "Search the house."

"What are you afraid of!" Li Chenghong shouted with a fierce look: "I am King Guangwu, who dares to be presumptuous in my house? Take me to check it out."

The women looked at the prince with pity. The veteran of the sword who was originally living on the bed suddenly turned into a trembling, half-dead person who was about to die. No one gave the order, and the dancers sneaked away tacitly one by one.

Li Chenghong almost supported his two families to the front yard, one left and one right. The situation had changed sharply. The soldiers had already smashed the door. There were soldiers holding swordsmen in front, back and left and right of Li Chenghong. His face was pale and his eyes were filled with fear. No one told him what was going on?

Walking to the front yard, his heart seemed to fall into the abyss all at once. The courtyard was brightly lit. Hundreds of soldiers held torches in one hand and knives in the other hand, forming a large circle. In the middle of the circle, dozens of old and small men, all of whom were his sons and grandsons, all of whom were anxious.

Li Chenghong saw a man riding on a horse at first sight, with a cold look. It was Zhang Huan, the Minister of War and the governor of Longyou. He suddenly understood that Li Qiu had borrowed his hundred warriors and something happened now.

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"Shangshu Zhang, what do you mean?" A trembling voice came from the darkness, and then an old man with white hair appeared, supported by two servants, as if he was too old to walk.

‘Li Chenghong.’ Zhang Huan had met him a few years ago, an arrogant and rude old prince. He winked. More than a dozen personal soldiers rushed over, forcibly dragging him into the circle without caring about the prince’s face.

"King Guangwu, you sent someone to assassinate the court ministers. The evidence is conclusive. In order to prevent you from escaping, I will take your family to the military camp to take the revenge. I will hand it over to the Ministry of Justice tomorrow and kidnap them all for me!"

The soldiers began to take action, like killing pigs and sheep. After a moment, they took a large area and started to tie up. They shouted and cried out suddenly. Li Chenghong had almost broken his bones by the soldiers just now. The pain had not disappeared. Now that he heard that he was going to the military camp, he certainly knew that he would have to peel off even if he went there. He didn't care about his face and immediately shouted in panic: "Shangshu Zhang misunderstood. I did it. It had nothing to do with me!"

"It has nothing to do with you?" Zhang Huan sneered, turned around and waved his hand. More than a dozen personal soldiers pulled the three arrested men forward. Zhang Huan pointed at them and said coldly to Li Chenghong: "This is what you sent to assassin. Don't say you don't know about this."

Li Chenghong's face twitched violently, and he hated himself to the extreme. When Li Qiu borrowed someone from him the day before yesterday, he kept saying that he would never implicate him and asked them to take poison in advance. But now it seems that he was obviously fooled by Li Qiu. Li Qiu was trying to use himself to break away from his relationship with this matter.

"Zhangshu Zhang, these people are my good things, but I really don't know what they did by Li Qiu two days ago!"

Zhang Huan had already understood that these arrested assassins were just a cover for Li Qiu. The two people on the tree were really sent by Li Qiu. One was killed and the other committed suicide, leaving no clues. In this way, all the evidence pointed to Li Chenghong. In fact, this idiot really didn't know anything.

But what Zhang Huan wanted was an antidote. Even if Li Chenghong had no antidote, he was an excellent medicine. The more important thing was that he had no time. Zhang Huan made a secret gesture behind his back. The personal soldiers pressed the three assassins to the ground, raised their hands and fell, and the three heads were cut off one after another, and a large amount of blood was sprayed out of their necks. Several Li Chenghong's sons who were close to them were sprayed all over the head and face. Several people screamed and fainted. Not only them, but other children usually wore luxury and lived a luxurious life. They had never seen such a terrifying scene. They were shocked and fainted again. The rest of them were so scared that they closed their eyes and shivered and did not dare to look again.

Zhang Huan urged him to step forward. He snorted heavily, bent down, and looked at Li Chenghong coldly and said, "I don't want to listen to your explanation now. When I'm in the military camp, you may remember who ordered you to kill the Minister Yuan."

He waved his hand and sternly said, "Kidnap me!"

Three burly soldiers stepped forward and pressed Li Chenghong to the ground like a chicken. The thick rope almost broke his bones. Although Li Chenghong was a flatterer, he was not stupid. He had already understood what Zhang Huan meant. His face was pressed to the ground, just opposite him, with three headless necks, and blood was still gushing out. From the perspective of the ground, it was even more terrifying. Li Chenghong was so scared that he was scattered. He begged with all his heart: "Shangshu Zhang, Governor Zhang, these were all instructed by the Queen Mother. I am willing to accuse her and ask Governor Zhang for his life!"

Zhang Huan smiled, and his face immediately became extremely gentle, "Why didn't the prince say it earlier? It almost misunderstood. Come! Come and loosen the prince quickly and rub the prince's muscles and bones so that the prince can write paper."

The soldiers loosened Li Chenghong's rope again and helped him stand up. Although Li Chenghong saw that although he had loosened his ties, his sons and grandchildren were still tied up all over the floor, and the sharp knife was placed on their necks.

He didn't dare to say a word, and obediently followed the soldiers to the study to write their confessions. Soon, the soldier came forward with three confessions and handed them to Zhang Huan and said, "Governor, this is the confession you want, and I have written three in total."

Zhang Huan opened it and looked at it. It was indeed written according to his intention. He closed the confession with the bright red fingerprints behind him. He pointed at Li Chenghong with a horse whip and said, "I am ugly in front of you. If you dare to turn the confession again, I will give your whole family to Dangxiang people as slaves!"

"Walk!"

The large group of people left like a whirlwind, and in a moment, the people walked cleanly. The front yard of the royal palace became pitch black. Li Chenghong stared at his grandchildren who were moaning all over the ground. His legs became weak and he sat down powerlessly. For the first time in his life, he tasted the cruelty of the power struggle.

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A hundred steps away from the Nine Immortal Gate of the Daming Palace, Zhang Huan was surrounded by more than a dozen personal guards, quietly waiting for Cui Xiaofu's reply. Behind him, more than 500 cavalrymen lined up in a row. Their murderous aura was restrained, but they felt a sense of oppression. On the Jiuxian Gate Tower, nearly a hundred guards were watching Zhang Huan nervously. One mile away, more than 2,000 Qianniu Guard soldiers who rushed to hear the news were monitoring the situation here from afar and did not dare to act rashly.

It was still more than an hour before the drums of the door of the door in the distance had already begun to ring, but Zhang Huan was still waiting indifferently, unmoved at all. He knew that Cui Xiaofu would definitely give him an antidote.

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To be continued...