Chang'an, the Han Dynasty, sent away half of the remnants of the moon. When the morning glow stains the eastern sky red, and when dawn comes, Chang'an's tall city gates and heavy city walls glow with majestic colors in the alternation of light and dark.

Just from a distance, you can already visually feel the majesty and magnificence of this famous oriental city. When you get closer, you can see the invisible sense of oppression given by the towering towers and gray-black city walls, mixed with the heaviness of history, which makes people want to prostrate on the ground and bow down devoutly.

The sun is about to rise in the east, and a group of people are about to enter the city. They came at the right time. These people who looked richly dressed and a little exotic were mighty, and there were probably thousands of them, including the guards who followed a large number of people.

This large group of people and horses drove in a chariot, and their identity was not trivial. They were the lords of the states who came from the Western Regions and some of the Xiongnu tribal kings who surrendered to the Han Dynasty.

Crossing the yellow sand, walking through the Gobi, all the way from the west. The dew on the tip of the grass wet the hooves of the marching horses, and the wind and sand obscured the footprints of the horses. The journey of thousands of miles is naturally very hard.

But even so, none of these nobles retreated. Even if it is not to go to Chang'an to see the prosperity of the Han Dynasty, but only for the survival of their country and subjects, they have to grit their teeth and finish this trip.

The Exquisite Lord of the Nation named Xiren is one of them. After nearly a month of trekking, Chang'an, the Han Dynasty, has finally arrived!

King Siren took the kettle handed by his attendant and took a few sips to moisten his throat. By the way, he wiped the dust on his face, and when he raised his head to look at Chang'an City seriously, he couldn't help but gasp.

There are dozens of states in the Western Regions and hundreds of famous cities, each of which is called strong and prosperous. But when I came along the way, and saw the prosperity and wealth of the Han Dynasty along the way, I realized that the boast in the past was just a frog at the bottom of the well.

And today, when I saw this Chang'an for the first time, I was shocked beyond words. This is the demeanor of a great country and the bearing of a famous city. Compared to all the cities I've ever visited, it's a world of difference.

King Jing couldn't help but tidy up his clothes, although he had just changed into a new royal robe, he was still afraid that there would be a loss of etiquette. Even if you haven't entered the city yet, just the weather in front of you is already heartbreaking.

He didn't have to look back, he knew that the expressions of the rest of the people were no different from his. The rising sun shines brightly, sprinkling the majestic city walls, like a sacred place in ancient Western mythology.

The local officials of Dahan who escorted them all the way here were very satisfied with the attitude of these people from the Western Regions. Not to mention people outside these territories, even the subjects of the Han Dynasty, every time they come to Chang'an, they will be happy and proud to see the rapid changes and increasing prosperity.

At the opening of the city gate, the kings who came to Chang'an to meet were in high spirits. With the appearance of various ceremonial processions, the officials greeted by the Han court finally appeared.

If it were in the past, it would have been the officials of Guanglu Temple who were in charge of foreign affairs. However, today is different from the usual, so it is natural to exceed the specifications to welcome the hospitality.

It stands to reason that dozens of foreign kings came to the court, and such an unprecedented event, it is natural that the prime minister of the Han Dynasty should personally come forward to preside over the reception on behalf of the emperor. However, there is no figure of Prime Minister Sun Hong in today's team.

Gongsun Hong is already old. When he came back from Shanglin Yuan, he was said to be sick in bed, and asked the emperor for sick leave, and he could not serve for the time being. Therefore, the greeting team sent by the emperor was led by none other than Zhang Tang, the imperial historian.

For such a task, Zhang Tang was naturally happy to accept the order. He had long seen that Prime Minister Sun Hong had been impatient for a long time! It's all so old, and they still can't occupy a position, and they have been procrastinating for so many years, and I don't know what His Majesty the Emperor thinks.

Zhang Tang has been waiting too long. He very much hopes that this time Gongsun Hongyi can't afford to be sick! Then he can successfully get to the prime minister's seat. Although over the years, the power of the prime minister of the Han Dynasty has been more and more compressed, Zhang Tang has great confidence. With his own ability and assistance to the emperor for many years, as long as he becomes the prime minister, then the situation will naturally be very different.

The pomp and circumstance of the welcoming team is still very large. The etiquette of the officials of each department is indispensable, and in addition, the emperor also specially dispatched a team of Yulin troops to follow, all of them are bright armor and high-headed horses, in order to fully show the military appearance of the Han Dynasty.

It's just that His Majesty the Emperor may not have expected that he originally wanted to show off the majesty of the Han Dynasty army and make those kings of the Western Regions even more fearful. But they didn't know that since the people of the Western Regions had personally experienced the power of the Red Fire Army, these Yulin Army were nothing in their eyes.

Unexpectedly, in the guard team of the Yulin Army, Feng Yanzhi, the commander of the West Fengwei, was also impressively listed. He had a dull face, without a hint of a smile. The subordinates have been used to it in the past few days, and this is the case with the return of Shanglin Yuan. Everyone was cautious for fear of touching the mold.

At this time, Feng Yanzhi, no one knew what he was thinking. He was expressionless, and he followed the trip, as if he was just dealing with an errand. Only occasionally when his gaze swept over a figure not far from him would some complicated meaning appear at the corners of his mouth.

"A small person, just occasionally gaining power, wants to overpower Xi Fengwei...... What wishful thinking! ”

The words came out of his mouth silently, and no one heard them. Some secret battles have already begun. Success or failure, Feng Yanzhi would not have thought at this moment that in the end, it would be a matter of life and death......!

Jiang Chong, who was dressed in Shu brocade clothes, and five or six subordinates around him were very conspicuous in the crowd. Everyone now knew that the emperor had entered the new position of Xingchen. However, in their minds, the so-called embroidered commander was just the emperor's inner court attendant, and they didn't pay much attention to it.

For the hostile gaze projected, Jiang Chong didn't need to raise his eyes to look, he had already felt it. He sneered in his heart.

Xi Fengwei, seeing that it is about to be sunset, it is ridiculous that Feng Yanzhi still thinks that he can control the guards of Weiyang Palace with one hand. Thinking of the simple conversation with Yuan Zhao last night, Jiang Chong was very happy, fortunately he was quick to see and did not offend the young marquis, otherwise how could he get his guidance so easily with this opening knife!

Jiang Chong thought of the smugness, and a smile appeared on his face. He did not go with the court officials led by the imperial historian Zhang Tang to carry out those greeting ceremonies. Now he doesn't have to show his existence. In the future, everyone will naturally be centered on him, and this kind of self-confidence is what they have!

The embroidered commander on the horse, looking at the scene outside the city gate that began to become lively, couldn't help but think of what Yuan Zhao said.

“…… Xifengwei is already outdated! In His Majesty's heart, it's just a piece of chicken ribs. It's a pity to discard it. That's why they decided to form another ...... guards. ”

Listening to Yuan Zhao's eloquent talk, Jiang Cheng had a sense of the same as the hero's vision. His eyes lit up and he asked Yuanzhao expectantly.

"It's just that Xifengwei has been in business for many years, and if he wants to take their place, how easy is it to be really relied on by His Majesty?"

"There is no need to deliberately replace, the embroidered clothes guard does his own thing, and it will come naturally, and he will naturally be treated differently by His Majesty the Emperor...... When it reaches a certain point, the dissolution of Xifengwei is only a matter of time. ”

"But, Marquis Yuan, although I have the emperor's authorization in my hands now, the power of the embroidered clothes guard is still too weak...... I racked my brains, I really didn't know where to start and open up the situation! Please teach me! ”

A waning moon on the horizon was like a hook, and under the light in the embroidered clothes guard, a meaningful smile passed across Yuan Zhao's face. He looked at Jiang Chong opposite. This is really a good knife that is about to be cut! There is both impatient ambition and stoic character...... This knife, why didn't the emperor use it himself before using it?

"There's a great opportunity right now! It's up to you to do it...... Hehe! ”

Jiang Chong suddenly raised his head, and a hint of flushing appeared on his face. He was desperate to open the way, but there was no good way to do it. It is extremely difficult to break the situation by relying only on the emperor's trust. And if the embroidered clothes guard can't make any achievements for a long time, then the weight in the emperor's heart will probably be greatly reduced. That's the last thing he wants.

"Please teach Master Hou!" Jiang Chong sat upright with a respectful attitude.

"If a good knife wants to be a murder knife, it needs to be sharpened well...... The growth of embroidered clothes, how can there be no whetstone! ”

"Dare to ask Master Hou, whetstone...... Where?"

"Over the years since the establishment of the Han Dynasty, the sea has gradually calmed down, and the brave and ruthless rivers and lakes have also stabilized a lot. But has Commander Jiang ever heard of the existence of the Kyushu Hidden Gate?"

"Jiang has heard a little, but he doesn't know much about the details."

"The information on hand is understandable. But Xi Fengwei knows a lot about the hidden gate of Kyushu. However, over the years, they have not been able to completely eradicate this organization that has been unfavorable to the royal family several times, but instead sit back and watch its ...... What is hidden in this, outsiders do not know. But I don't know, do you have the courage to do this? ”

"What do you mean by Yuanhou......?"

"In the near future, use the power granted to you by His Majesty the Emperor to make every effort to eradicate the power of the Kyushu Hidden Gate, and then by the way, carry out a thorough cleanup of the rivers and lakes in the territory of the Great Han Dynasty! For the embroidered guard, this is a matter of one stone, do you want to?"

There was no one else in the quiet cell. As the two of them answered, Jiang Chong's face was uncertain, as if he was weighing hesitation in his heart. Finally, he calmed down, looked into Yuan Zhao's eyes, and made a decision.

"Although I know that there is a meaning that Yuanhou wants to kill people with a knife...... However, Jiang still decided to do it! Hahaha! ”

The wind is rising, and the rivers and lakes are in turmoil, starting from tonight.

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