While he was writing hard in the study, the atmosphere in the front room was very delicate.

Zhang Zhi slumped in his chair, his eyes glazed; Luan Bu coughed incessantly on the other side.

Luan Bu's uncontrollable cough made Zhang Zhi's chest more and more irritable, and he couldn't care about the etiquette anymore, and got up angrily: "The contemptible person thinks that he has no grievances and no enmity with the general, why did the general fall into such a situation?" ”

"How can a contemptible person ever perform a corpse vegetarian meal?"

Seeing Zhang Zhi's aggrieved look, Luan Bu was about to get up to refute it, but when it came to the wound on his back, he grinned again, his fingers trembled and pointed to Zhang Zhi, coughing nonstop.

Seeing this, Luan Yi hurriedly pulled his grandfather back to the seat and poured a cup of hot tea.

After a long time, Luan Bu smoothed out, stroked his chest and said, "The old man has never provoked Lord Zhang, why did the old man harm him to such a situation?" ”

Zhang Zhi reacted at this time, and he left without doubt, but Luan Bu still looked weak.

"The old general... Really hurt? ”

Luan Bu glanced at Zhang Zhi with disdain: "Don't you think that the old man is the kind of person who relies on the old to sell the old and frame the younger generation?" ”

Zhang Zhinian is only thirty years old, and Luan Bu is considered to have saved face for the younger generations.

Han Yi on the side stepped forward slightly and arched his hand: "Grandfather was assassinated and injured, and the wound ulcerated..."

Ulcers, inflammation also.

In the Han Dynasty, when colds had a mortality rate of fifty percent, the inflammation was almost equal to...

Death knell!

The wound will gradually fester, spread to the whole body, and eventually die of fever!

Zhang Zhi felt a gloomy feeling in his chest, and for the first time in his life, he felt confused: Is it really me who hurt the old general?

With guilt, Zhang Zhi sat back, staring blankly at the ground in a daze.

Seeing Zhang Zhi's appearance, the unhappiness in Luan Bu's heart gradually dissipated.

"This time, the old man came to find Master Zhang."

A whisper pulled Zhang Zhi back from his self-doubt.

Zhang Zhi hurriedly stood up and bowed: "I don't know what the old general is looking for?" ”

Seeing Zhang Zhi's posture so low, Luan Bu's last trace of resentment dissipated, gently pressed his hand, and motioned for Zhang Zhi to sit down and speak.

Picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, moistening his throat, Luan Bu gently blew the hot air in the bowl: "According to Lord Zhang's opinion, how is my grandson Luan Yi?" ”

Ha?

Zhang Zhi was momentarily stunned, and he couldn't understand what medicine was sold in Luanbu gourd.

But when he saw the guy waiting for Luan Bu on the side, he instantly blushed and lowered his head?

Unsure of the situation, Zhang Zhi said tentatively: "The boss is a tiger general, and the tiger can get a dog grandson?" ”

Listening to Zhang Zhi's compliments, Luan Bu was able to brush up his beard and nodded.

After finishing the meal, he turned sideways slightly and pointed at Luan Yi: "This son is the grandson of the old man." ”

"At the age of twenty, although he is stubborn, he can be regarded as not losing the face of my family."

Zhang Zhi sat up in danger when he heard this—vaguely, he seemed to understand Luan Bu's intention.

The name of Milk Tiger Luan Yi is a household name in Jicheng, Yandu!

is different from his father, this son was born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he is upright.

Zeng Lu met an old woman crying in the sky, stepped forward to ask why, and learned that the old woman's daughter was robbed by robbers; In a fit of rage, he summoned dozens of family soldiers, and more than 100 county braves, directly swept away all the bandits in the entire Jicheng jurisdiction!

You must know that at that time, this son was only sixteen years old!

When the first emperor heard this, he almost wanted to call him as a waiter, but because he was still young, he couldn't do it.

If Zhang Zhi didn't guess wrong, what Luan Bu meant by this is that he wants to get married?

It's just that Zhang Zhi doesn't have a daughter, not to mention, just because of the gap in status and status, his own family can't climb it...

was entangled, Luan Bu's next sentence made Zhang Zhi even more confused: "Lingzun Zhang Hui Zhang Gong, I don't know how it has been recently?" ”

Why is this asking my dad again?

Seeing that Zhang Zhi's private life was not open, Luan Bu shook his head helplessly, and he couldn't be subtle anymore.

"I heard that Zhang Gong has a disciple, his name is wrong, Yunwen Yunwu can be called a masterpiece, and there is a woman in the family to be in the boudoir?"

Zhang Zhi suddenly realized, and finally understood what Luan Bu wanted to do.

Therefore, the prince's family order is wrong, no one in Chang'an City knows, who doesn't know?

The name of today's emperor alone is enough to make countless high-ranking officials and dignitaries look up!

Old man Luan wants to take advantage of his relationship with Chao Cuo to catch the line of his senior brother?

So...

Zhang Zhi's pupils contracted suddenly, and his eyes were full of horror!

Senior Brother Chao is the minister of today's hidden mansion, a close confidant, Luan Bu is marrying him, is he bowing his head to His Majesty?

His back was slightly cold, and he pointed to the south with a trembling face: "But Chang'an..."

Luan Bu didn't seem to hear it, and blew the tea bowl in his hand.

Seeing Luan Bu's secretive appearance, Zhang Zhi completely confirmed his conjecture!

Today's saint, less than four months after his accession to the throne, has already begun to seize power!

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The courtiers did not doubt the death of the clouds.

The Xiongnu invaded the clouds, with 5,000 soldiers and 30,000 slave troops, which were the Aries Department in the west of the clouds; On the fourth day of Gongyunzhong, 3,741 soldiers were killed in Yunzhong County, and more than 1,000 were disabled; More than 6,200 people died in the battle in Minfu Township.

More than 1,000 people died, and tens of thousands of Xiongnu were taken captive.

In the clouds, the postmen were in charge, not afraid of danger, and went to the city wall to settle the hearts of the army, fought to the death and did not retreat, and were injured by the arrow.

Yan Xiangluan Bu stole power and fought the soldiers in the clouds; The guards were killed and wounded, and the battle was extinguished, and they no longer took charge of the affairs in the clouds.

In this battle, the whole army beheaded a total of 3,742 people, 1,194 meritorious soldiers, and 69 people, whose names and merits are as follows:

Sima Qin Mu, the leader of the soldiers to protect the Xichen Gate is not lost, and beheaded the fourteenth level;

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Han Rui, a civilian man, served in the military to Rongcheng, fought in the battle of Aries, and beheaded thirty-seven levels;

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The city gate is in Sangji, and the slaves are led to protect the city wall, and they are beheaded at eight levels;

Minfu Li Si, from the military order Rongcheng, beheaded the sixth level;

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His Majesty Fu Wei is a blessing, and the minister does not doubt that he will bow his head again, and he will die to play-

Put down the pen, blow dry the ink on the cloth, and take a long breath of air after carefully examining this sparse note that has changed several times.

"I hope General Luan doesn't hold a grudge against me..."

There is no way, the food of the king, the matter of loyalty.

As a close minister, there is no doubt that the only way for His Majesty to do is to thoroughly implement this path.

Thinking like this, he was silent for four seconds to Luan Bu in his heart, and he did not doubt that he had summoned the commander of the forbidden army to escort him.

"Please also ask Your Excellency to send someone to send this recital to His Majesty's Imperial Majesty."

The commander was about to say goodbye and leave, but Zhang Zhifu stopped him again, and said in a close voice: "There is also a secret music, please be sure to send it to Your Majesty, and don't let others know!" ”

As he spoke, he took out a bamboo tube sealed with beeswax from his bosom and solemnly handed it to the commander.

The commander's face was also full of seriousness: "Rest assured, Zhigong will live up to his mission and personally send it to His Majesty." ”

Zhi Budo bowed deeply: "Please, put it aside." ”

In the bamboo tube, there is only a slender piece of bamboo, and a few words on it control the fate of the Qian family!

——Qian's Thorn Swallow in the Clouds!