The next afternoon, more than a dozen horse riders appeared on the official road about fifty miles away from Kaiyang County. Although they looked exhausted, their faces were filled with the ease after the joy.

These were eighteen scholars who returned from Ma'anling. When they went there, there were eighteen people, and there were many people back. However, Wei Qing, who was rescued halfway, disappeared. He asked Zheng Qingming for a horse and left alone, and his whereabouts were unknown.

A mile away, I had already seen the Tang army's camp. This was the 50,000 reinforcements from Fengxiang. I just arrived in Kaiyang County yesterday. Speaking of which, the Fengxiang army had some relationship with Zhang Huan. Its predecessor was the Zhang Hedong Army ten years ago. Cui Yuan bought the senior officers among them and seized all military power. At the same time, Zhang Potian, who had just become the prime minister for less than half a year, was replaced by himself.

However, this incident has long since changed and it happened extremely secretly at that time, so most people do not know about it.

Everyone came to the barracks and expressed their intention to the soldiers guarding the gate: there was an emergency military report.

The sergeant went in to report, and a general in his forties hurried over to come. He bowed to Zhang Huan and said, "I am Liu Yuanqing, I am on duty today. Please tell me any news."

Seeing that he had a sincere smile, Zhang Huan replied, "Eighteen of us are scholars who went to Beijing to take the exam. By chance, we burned more than 100,000 stone of military rations from the Uighurs. Now we are here to report the news that the Uighurs' food and grass are all lost and are fleeing westward. This is a good opportunity to annihilate the enemy. The Tang army must not let go!"

"Let's wait!"

A low shout from the side interrupted Zhang Huan's words, and a general wearing a golden helmet walked over quickly. He was about fifty years old, with a wide face and a wide nose, a burly figure, and looked majestic. When the soldiers on both sides of the gate saw him coming, they knelt down and saluted, and Liu Yuanqing hurriedly went to the side.

The general waved his hand to everyone, walked straight to Zhang Huan, looked at him for a moment, and asked in surprise: "Is it your fault that the fire in Ma'anling last night?"

"This is our Grandmaster Cui, you must not be rude!" Liu Yuanqing next to him whispered to Zhang Huan in a hurry:

"Master Cui?" Zhang Huan suddenly knew who the person in front of him was Cui Qinggong, the younger brother of Cui Yuan, the right prime minister of the dynasty. He was appointed as the governor of Fengxiang, holding 80,000 Fengxiang troops. He also served as the General of the Jinwu Guard in Chang'an, controlling most of the defense forces in Chang'an. He is the second person in the Cui family.

Zhang Huan hurriedly bowed and bowed, "Reply to Marishal Cui, the Ma'anling fire was indeed what we did last night."

"Are you saying that a fire burned all the military rations of the Uighurs?" Cui Qinggong continued to ask, staring at Zhang Huan tightly, his eyes not blinking, and seemed to not believe Zhang Huan's words at all.

Zhang Huan said lightly: "If the Grand Marshal doesn't believe it, you can send someone to check it out. It's just a rare opportunity. I hope the Grand Marshal will make a quick decision."

Cui Qinggong suddenly laughed. He received a scout news at noon, saying that a fire broke out in Ma'anling more than 100 miles away in the early morning, and the Uighur army also moved in a hurry and retreated westward. When he was puzzled, Zhang Huan brought the exact news.

"You are all famous scholars, how can you lie casually? I believe you seven points first." He smiled and patted Zhang Huan on the shoulder, "Come on! Come to my tent and talk."

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In the tent, Zhang Huan briefly told him what happened. They rescued Wei Qing and accidentally discovered the Uighurs' food and grass on their way to escape. They said it all in detail, but when it came to burning military rations, he hid himself and dived and broke into the section alone, but said that everyone worked together to accomplish the work.

Cui Qinggong listened with a smile, but thoughtful, and seemed a little careless. After Zhang Huan finished speaking, he smiled gently and said, "If what you said is true, this will be a great contribution. I will report to the emperor to reward you."

He immediately ordered someone to call Liu Yuanqing and apologized to everyone: "I want to send troops immediately, so I won't leave you anymore. You go down and eat something first, then wash up. I'll let General Liu escort you into Beijing."

After saying that, he gave Liu Yuanqing a wink. Liu Yuanqing understood and took Zhang Huan and others away.

Cui Qinggong kept watching everyone's backs disappear. The smile on his face suddenly disappeared. He smiled coldly, and then ordered his personal soldiers to say, "Go and call the eldest son!"

After a moment, a young officer walked in from outside the tent. It was Cui Qinggong's eldest son Cui Xiong. He looked quite like Cui Qinggong, and he was also a wide face and wide nose. He was about the early twenties. He was originally a famous villain in Chang'an. In order to take into account the reputation of the family, the head of the family Cui Yuan forced him to join the army three months ago. Because he had no military achievements, he temporarily did some chores in the army.

"Father, are you looking for me?" Cui Xiong walked to his father and asked.

"Yes! Daddy has something good to come to you."

Cui Qinggong suddenly showed a hint of pride on his rough face. He smiled gloomyly: "Now, there is a huge contribution to you!"

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It is only more than 300 miles from Kaiyang County to Fengxiang County. If you speed up, you can arrive in one day. Eighteen scholars rushed south under the escort of 300 cavalry. Everyone was in high spirits and laughter remained all the way.

However, Zhang Huan didn't say a word, and seemed a little worried. Although Cui Qinggong had a gentle attitude and praised them very much, his handling was a bit hasty. At least he should take him to the scene to confirm. There was no trace of the judge who had earned merits, and he didn't even confirm his identity. This was really unreasonable.

Zhang Huan glanced at Liu Yuanqing from the corner of his eyes and saw that his face was gloomy. Since the Uighurs had retreated westward, is it necessary to send troops to escort him? Or three hundred elite soldiers, is that?

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Zhang Huan suddenly felt an ominous feeling in his heart. He thought of a possibility and a very terrible consequence, and he immediately became alert.

Because of the arrival of reinforcements, there were endless pedestrians on the official road, most of whom were refugees returning to Kaiyang County. After walking about ten miles, there was a fork in front of them, which was a shortcut to Fengxiang County. The path was sparsely populated, and there was a large black pine forest in the distance. Zhang Huan glanced at Liu Yuanqing quickly and waited for his reaction.

Sure enough, Liu Yuanqing, who had been silent all the time, suddenly laughed, "Young Master Zhang, there are too many people on the official road, we can't ride the horse as much as possible. It's better for everyone to walk the path and arrive at Fengxiang earlier. What do you think?

"Is it a coincidence? No! Absolutely not!" Zhang Huan was already completely sure of Liu Yuanqing's intentions at this time. He changed his mind and smiled: "Our horse skills are not good, and we can't let go when we walk on the small path. Let's go to the official road!"

After saying that, he whipped hard, speeded up the horse and rushed across the fork in the road. Seeing that Zhang Huan was not fooled, a fierce light flashed in his eyes and rushed forward as quickly as possible.

Everyone walked dozens of miles, and it was noon. There was a tea shed next to the road ahead. Zhang Huan turned over and got off the horse and smiled at Liu Yuanqing, "General Liu, I ran a hundred miles away. I am really tired and hungry. We might as well rest here for a while!"

"Okay! Take a break for a while." Liu Yuanqing smiled, waved his hand behind, and jumped off his horse and walked into the tea shed.

The two sat down, the waiter ran over to pour tea for everyone, Liu Yuanqing smiled and said, "Where is Mr. Zhang from?"

"I'm here to go to Taiyuan!"

"Taiyuan?" Liu Yuanqing was a little surprised, "Master Daming?"

Zhang Huan used his finger to dip tea and wrote the word "Huan" on the low table, "Low Zhang Huan!"

"Your name is Zhang Huan!"

Liu Yuanqing looked left and right, then lowered his voice and said, "I know that the seventh generation of the Zhang family in Hedong are all named after the word "huo", like Zhang Xuan, Zhang Ye, Zhang Can, are you a child of the Zhang family?"

Zhang Huan glanced at him and saw that he looked solemn, as if he was confirming something big. He pondered for a moment, then took out his school registration and said frankly: "I am indeed a child of the Zhang family, and my father is Zhang Ruojun, the chief secretary of Fenyang."

Liu Yuanqing looked at his academic record anxiously and was stunned for a while. After a while, he only heard him muttering to himself, "He is actually a child of the Zhang family. What should I do?"

"General Liu, what's the point of being a Zhang family?"

Zhang Huan pointed at Xin Lang sitting in the distance and smiled: "That young master Xin from Jincheng County is the son of General Xin Yunjing!"

Liu Yuanqing seemed not to take Xin Yunjing to heart. He lowered his head, his eyes full of contradictions. Suddenly, he stood up suddenly and said decisively: "Young Master Zhang, I will send you here, you can go!"

"Thank you, General Liu, for seeing you off, so let's take a step first."

Zhang Huan stopped resting. He took advantage of Liu Yuanqing's regret, and rushed to the ground to the horse, and rushed south like a whirlwind. After waiting for them to walk away, Liu Yuanqing stared at their backs blankly and said to himself: "Master, you treat me as much as a mountain, but I, Liu, cannot forget my roots."

It was not until Zhang Huan and the others disappeared that he stood up with a desolate expression and ordered the soldiers: "Get out and go back to the camp!"

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Chapter completed!