Zhang Hao could only force himself to calm down after this meeting, his hands were clenched tightly in his sleeves, and his nails pierced into his palms without realizing it: "Xu Wen is actually rebellious!" Oh, my God! I must send someone back to Yangzhou as soon as possible and tell the news to the festival commander! ”

Zhang Hao returned to his post house full of thoughts, wrote an urgent encrypted letter, and sent someone to Yangzhou, he paced back and forth a few steps, and found that he was restless, the court was determined to control Jianghuai, and the situation of the marshal was probably not good, Zhang Hao knew that there were only a few people who could be the pillars of the Tang Dynasty, the Seven Princes counted one, Tian Lingzi counted one, and Duan Mingyu naturally counted one, and now I have to find ways to get rid of them and make the Tang Dynasty's institutions chaotic. The commander can increase the odds of victory.

But there is only one chance, who has a better chance of winning?

Zhang Hao frowned, kept walking around the lobby, and finally made up his mind, "Someone!" ”

"What do you command?"

"You guys, always monitor Duan Mingyu's every move, as long as you have the opportunity to ......" Zhang Hao's right hand waved down fiercely, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"Humble duty understands ......"

Duan Mingyu walked all the way, and a big mansion suddenly appeared in front of him, and there were only two big characters "Li Mansion" on the front door of the house. There were also a few soldiers standing guard in front of the door, Duan Mingyu couldn't help but stop, the one who lives here is the Seventh Prince, but his identity belongs to the highest secret, only Duan Mingyu and several important ministers around him know that there are many mansions of the Seventh Prince, and some of them are very secret, even the soldiers standing guard at the door do not know the true identity of the people in the mansion.

There are many dignitaries and nobles in Chang'an, and a signboard of the Li Mansion is hung at the door of this big house, and a few soldiers are standing guard, which will not attract the attention of others at all.

Now the Seventh Princes are quite knowledgeable, and have made full use of their talents to become the right-hand man in charge of civil affairs in his own house, and the Seven Princes have unique insights into the governance program of civil affairs, and have fully improved Duan Mingyu's proposition. Duan Mingyu only proposed a rough framework, and after their detailed formulation, it has been quickly implemented and achieved remarkable results. As for the Jianghuai-related wars, he has sent people to use some rumors to add fuel to the fire, but they are not of great use for the time being.

He tightened his head, turned his head and whispered to Wang Aiqing: "The mansion of the Seventh Prince should be protected by more people, and the weather has been quite cold these days, you must pay attention to the homeless beggars on the street, and don't let those who have a heart take advantage of the situation." ”

Wang Aiqing agreed, Duan Mingyu turned around and walked back, just a few steps away, a charcoal car suddenly rushed over from the fork in the road, and the driver on the car shouted that Zhang Huang was at a loss. The road had been cleared by the soldiers and the people and shopkeepers on both sides of the alley, and the snow had been removed, and only a thin layer of ground had been left, but it was even more slippery to look at the startled horse, and now I couldn't stop it.

"Grown, get out of the way!" Wang Aiqing jumped in front of Duan Mingyu with an arrow step, and shouted angrily: "Whose family's frightened horse hurt my family and asked you to ......"

Because of the startled horse, Duan Mingyu naturally avoided the side of the road, and the formation of the guards guarding before and after this time also revealed a few gaps. The people on the side of the road who were wearing big sheepskin jackets and were struggling to pile up the snow suddenly raised their heads, and their eyes shot a fierce fierce light and pounced on Duan Mingyu.

At this time, a small trader pushing a wheelbarrow to sell dates also suddenly lifted the cart and grabbed two steel knives from inside, some people brandished shovels, and some people drew swords from brooms, in short, all of them worked hard with only one goal: Duan Mingyu!

The incident happened suddenly, and the assassins were so skilled that even if they alerted the guards in time, they didn't have time to rush forward to protect them, and the ground was slippery, and the guards were wearing leather boots, which was even more slow. At this moment, a big weapon had pierced Duan Mingyu's face. A glittering shovel slashed diagonally at his neck, while a sharp sword slammed into his lower abdomen.

Duan Mingyu hurriedly flashed, the sword in his waist came out of the sheath, the sword light flashed like lightning, and the hard wooden handle of the shovel was cut in two, and the sword momentum did not stop slashing downward, and the sharp sword struck loudly, and a string of sparks collapsed. The sword in Duan Mingyu's hand was unharmed, and the sword in the assassin's hand had already appeared a gap the size of a bean.

At the same time, Duan Mingyu hurriedly leaned back and slashed the broom against his face, Duan Mingyu flew up, and the big leather boot kicked between the assassin's chest and abdomen, kicking him out and blocking the route of several assassins.

Those assassins never expected that the sharp weapon in Duan Mingyu's hand was so powerful, and the blow that was bound to be won would naturally fail, if the assassin missed, then the result would become very ethereal, at this time it was the best strategy to retreat quickly, but they immediately joined forces to attack the periphery again, one made the big man with the shovel and the assassin with the two-handed steel knife, desperately blocked Duan Mingyu's guards, and the other person raised his sword to prevent Duan Mingyu from having the slightest chance to breathe.

Wang Aiqing cut off the neck of the assassin who flew over, raised the knife and rushed over, for fear that Duan Mingyu would have an accident, Duan Mingyu shook the scabbard in his wrist, and the lightning popped out, hitting the assassin with a half-shovel handle.

There were not many pedestrians on the street, and these pedestrians all stood in panic and watched from a distance, and one of them, a white-bearded old man with a hunched waist, slipped under his feet and was about to bully him into approaching. Suddenly, Duan Mingyu held the sword in one hand and the sword finger in the other hand flickered behind his back, and his eyes couldn't help flashing. Hurriedly stopped again, and the figure that swooped forward naturally turned into a forward stumbling step and standing firmly. To others, it seemed as if the old man had been squeezed by the people watching the excitement, because his feet had slipped and he almost fell, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Wang Aiqing and the other guards frantically walked in front of Duan Mingyu, approaching a mouthful of scimitars like a roaring force. Under the attack of several knives, one Assassin was cut off by the waist, one of the other two had his right hand chopped off, and the neck of the other was severed. The severed hand of the assassin screamed and spun away, only to be stabbed in the back of the heart by a guard before he could hit the ground.

It was all in a flash of lightning, four of the six Assassins were killed, and seven or eight of the guards were down, despite their outnumbered numbers. Although there is no fear of life, but they are all wounded, these assassins seem to be capable people with special skills, and they should not be underestimated.