As night fell, on the Hanguangmen Street of the Imperial City, hundreds of Yulin Army closely protected Zhang Huan's dragon chariot and moved forward quickly, followed by Du Mei and several officials of the supervision room behind the team, the official yamen of the supervision room is in the imperial history platform of the Daming Palace, but there is also a branch in the imperial city, located in the grassland of the Dasi Nong Temple, to be precise, this is actually the secret prison of the supervision room, but the sign hanging out is the Yulin Army Cavalry Training Camp.

The group did not stop, and drove directly into the grassland of Sinong Temple, the so-called grassland is not a pasture for raising horses, but a place where forage is piled up, and dozens of huge warehouses are arranged in sequence, which are full of hay.

One of the most marginal warehouses has been vacated, dozens of guards are standing in front of the warehouse, are vigilantly watching the surrounding situation, with hundreds of Yulin troops escorting the arrival of the emperor, the door of the warehouse opened, and more than a dozen people came out to greet them.

Long Yuan slowly stopped, Zhang Huan got out of the car, and everyone bowed down together, "Wait for your majesty!" ”

They are all high-ranking officials of the temple and some generals in charge of secret agents. Zhang Huan's gaze swept over them one by one, and finally fell on Cui Lianxing, who was standing behind, he had no official position, only a lowly feather cavalry lieutenant, the honorary title given by the imperial court to ordinary civilians, just like today's 38 Red Banner Bearer, model worker, etc., has no substantive significance, so he is humble and does not dare to stand in front.

Zhang Huan slowly walked up to him, smiled slightly and asked, "Are you Cui Lianxing who is in charge of this case?" ”

He already knew the details of the case from Du Mei's mouth, and he was amazed that Cui Lianxing had found out his eyebrows in just one day, this is an extremely rare talent.

Cui Lianxing stood in front of the Tang Emperor, still maintaining his usual calm and steady, and he immediately gave a deep salute, "The grass people are Cui Lianxing." ”

Zhang Huan nodded, this is the concubine of the Cui family, from him, Zhang Huan seems to see a trace of himself back then. "Would you like to join my monitoring room?"

"The grass people are willing!" Cui Lianxing replied cleanly.

"Simply!" Zhang Huan patted him on the shoulder appreciatively and said, "I am going to set up a national security department in the supervision room, and it will not be announced to the public for the time being, and you will be the first servant of the imperial history, and you will be directly responsible to Du Zhongcheng." ”

Cui Lianxing immediately knelt down on one knee. He replied loudly: "I am willing to serve your majesty to the death." ”

Zhang Huan smiled. Then he turned back to the crowd and said, "All right." Let's go and see the warriors of the Hui people! ”

From the outside, this warehouse looks like any other forage storehouse. But inside it's completely different. The first is a huge white wall. Glaringly white. There is only one small door on the wall that allows only one person to pass through. Entered the small door. The prison felt like it was coming at you. Arm-thick subway fences, hundreds of cramped, low-lying small rooms, soldiers patrolling back and forth. constitutes a completely closed world.

This prison was originally built temporarily to hold the children of various families in the area during Li Li's accession to the throne. The women's land was imprisoned in the Yeting Palace. Originally, it was going to be all sent to Anxi Shubian. But under the plea of Pei You, Cui Yu and others. Zhang Huan finally loosened the scale. In the end, they were released on the occasion of the National Amnesty. and returned the property and Yongye land in the interior of Yulu.

Now. There were no prisoners in the cell for the time being. Only at the very end of the cell stood five or six soldiers. Vigilantly watching the scene in the cell.

Zhang Huan was surrounded by a large crowd of officials and soldiers and went to the cell. In front of the cell was an iron bar. You can see the inside very clearly. I saw a man tied to a stake with his limbs apart. It is clear that the sentence has been moved. He drooped his head with a dying breath. There was also a soldier standing next to him. Keep an eye on the situation in other places.

At this time, one of the two Hui warriors who was captured alive by Cui Lianxing, one of them committed suicide on the way, and only this one remained, and under severe torture, he finally admitted that he was a centurion in the Hui army, and was sent to the Tang Dynasty as a Hui horse seller. There were more than twenty people who came with him, and they all lived in an inn in the West Market, and he didn't know who his leader was or how to contact him.

Zhang Huan silently looked at this spy from the Hui military with his hands behind his back, this is the iron evidence, I thought that after the establishment of the national policy of Hui Hui West, Datang and Hui will no longer have a conflict of interest, if Hui Hui wants to steal Datang's military secrets, that's it. He wanted to kill his own children to provoke civil strife in Datang. This shows that their ambition to invade the Tang Dynasty has not been extinguished, and the Hui people worship wolves. Maybe that's their wolf nature.

Zhang Huan suddenly remembered something Pei Mingyuan had said, when he returned to China, he learned that the Great Food Envoy was going to Hui in Samarkand, Zhang Huan couldn't help but have a cloud of doubts in his heart, "Could it be that the Great Food and Hui Hui really want to reach some kind of agreement to deal with Tang?" ”

Thinking of this, he immediately shouted, "Pull his head up!" ”

The soldiers next to him immediately grabbed the Hui warrior by the hair and pulled his head up, a typical Turkic face: a wide face, small eyes, a short nose, and no neck, a large head.

"Does he know Chinese?" Zhang Huan asked the lieutenant next to him.

"Returning to Your Majesty, he is proficient in Chinese and does not need to be translated."

Perhaps hearing the words Your Majesty, the Hui Huiren, who had been dying of breath, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Zhang Huan in surprise, and suddenly, he shouted, "I know you!" It was you who burned our ears for eight miles. ”

Before he finished speaking, the soldier next to him punched him hard in the stomach, his whole body spasmed, and his face showed a look of pain, Zhang Huan sneered and said: "Your memory is very good, not bad!" The person who burned your ears back then was me, but I was already very tolerant, and last year in Anxi spared your Khan's life, not only did he not know how to be grateful, but he also sent you to Datang to destroy, an ungrateful person, he still boasted of being an eagle on the grassland, is he worthy? ”

Hui Ren's face suddenly swelled red, and he roared in a low voice: "You are not allowed to insult our Khan, this matter has nothing to do with him!" ”

"Really?" Zhang Huan smiled faintly and said, "Who does that have to do with it?" ”

Hui Fu consciously said that he showed his mouth, he glared at Zhang Huan viciously, turned his head and said nothing.

"Has he explained this?" Zhang Huan looked at Du Mei with some displeasure, Du Mei did not have this content in the report he gave him, Du Mei had already seen sweat on his forehead, and he immediately said in a low voice: "It was a subordinate mistake, please punish Your Majesty." ”

"He's chewing his tongue!" As soon as Du Mei's words fell, several soldiers in front of the cell door suddenly shouted. I saw that the soldier in the cell was desperately trying to open the mouth of the Hui people, but it was too late, a stream of blood water flowed out of the corner of the Hui people's mouth, his face was like gold paper, and he saw that he was no longer good, Zhang Huan snorted heavily. turned back to Cui Lianxing and said, "From now on, you will be fully responsible for this matter and report directly to me!" ”

With that, he turned and strode away.

In the night, in the small courtyard of the deep alley of Pingkangfang, dozens of people were busy nervously, no one spoke, the yard was already full of boxes, and several strong men were carrying the boxes to the door. Three or four wagons had been parked outside the door, and several coachmen were nervously stacking boxes.

Princess Turan stood under a locust tree with a gloomy face, she did not expect that problems would arise so soon. The two subordinates were captured, although they were only members of the lowest level, and they did not know the structure of the entire intelligence network, let alone their own existence, but it was a wake-up call, which rang heavily in her ears, which meant that the other party had discovered their existence and had already felt a little clue.

Chang'an is a cosmopolitan metropolis with Turks, Persians, Japanese, and Silla people. There are more than 100,000 Hu people from various countries in the Western Regions, some of whom are merchants, and some of whom have lived here for a long time.

Therefore, the Turkic people of Princess Turan will not be noticeable at all, their public identity is merchants from the Western Regions, doing silk trade, registering in the Dongshi Municipal Office, and paying taxes, and the weapons they bring are allowed to be carried by the Tang Dynasty, such as swords, bows and arrows, etc. So as long as they die down, no one will find out about them.

But Princess Turan was a very cautious person, and as long as there was the slightest possibility of finding them, she had to move out, and she decided to leave Chang'an for a while.

The boxes are filled with Shu Jin and Wu Aya, this is the goods they procured, they are going to go west to Qiuzi, and they will come back after selling this batch of goods, so it will take at least three months to go and come. At that point, the matter should be downplayed.

"Hurry up, everyone. There is still an hour before the gates are closed. Turan looked at the moonlight and began to urge the people.

Suddenly. There was a small commotion at the door, five or six of his subordinates who were moving boxes fell to their knees, Turan was taken aback, she was about to go to check, but saw more than a dozen people walking in from outside the door, one of them was her eldest brother Butru, he respectfully led one person in, this is a very mysterious person, although a dozen people surrounded him, but people felt that he was just a black shadow, a black robe covered him from head to toe, dragged to the ground, black scarf covered his face, could not see his body, and could not see his faceIt was as if a long black shroud stood upright, and only when he slowly turned his head, he would see a pair of eyes shining with a terrible light: this is the old man Mengyue, the national teacher of the Hui land, who not only has a lofty Manichaean identity, but also canonized him as the son of Tengri, the greatest god in the hearts of the Tengger Turks, and is said to have the power to destroy heaven and earth.

Turan also knelt down excitedly, kissed his robe, and whispered, "Turan welcomes his mentor." ”

"Turan, you seem to be at a disadvantage!" Although Old Man Mengyue has a death-like appearance, his voice is unusually soft and melodious, reminiscent of the singing of a nightingale on a laurel branch.

"Master, two of the apprentice's subordinates were captured by the Tang people, and the apprentice is very worried."

"Let's go into the house and say." Although the old man Mengyue's voice was beautiful, there was no room for negotiation, he slowly walked into the house, took off the face towel, revealing an unusually fair face, revealing a noble temperament that could not be concealed, from the appearance of him he was only forty years old, but a pair of eyes were full of vicissitudes that did not match his appearance.

In fact, the old man was seventy years old, his name was Sulman, a descendant of the last Sassanid emperor, Isiai III, and one of the three patriarchs of Manichaeism.

In the war between the Loyal Khan and Tuoba Qianli in the final battle for Han'er Bali, the Loyal Khan was defeated again and again, and the situation was already precarious, it was Surman who ascended the heights under the moonlit night and called on the Manichaeans to fight for the Loyal Khan, and tens of thousands of followers in the Tuoba Qianli army responded to the rebellion, turning the situation around in one fell swoop.

Turan also followed into the room, and she knelt down again and said, "The apprentice is in a predicament, please ask the master for guidance." ”

"Do you know the mistakes you made?" Sulman slowly turned his head to look at his most beloved apprentice, his gaze was soft, without the slightest hint of blame, "You are soft-hearted, you should kill Neiying's family before you act, this is your first mistake." ”

Turan lowered his head and said in a low voice: "In vain! ”

Sulman nodded and said, "Your second mistake is to underestimate the wisdom of the Tang people, you shouldn't use the gold that Da Shi has just forged to bribe that Neiying, it will make the Tang people find your head sooner or later." ”

Turan's face turned pale, she used the same gold when buying Shu brocade and Wu Aya, it was her negligence, she was very ashamed and said: "The apprentice is incompetent, please punish the teacher." ”

"I'm not going to punish you, but I'm not going to let you do a second thing, I'm going to do it myself." Sulman walked slowly to the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the bright moon in the sky, the silver moonlight reflected his face even more mysteriously, as if he were saying to Princess Turan, and as if muttering to himself: "The people of Baghdad have made an agreement with the Khan in the East, and their first condition is to obtain the most terrible of the Great Tang Thunder." ”