Our general has ordered that no one is allowed to enter the East Inner Garden. The soldiers of the Dongneiyuan Cavalry Battalion stood with swords and stopped Zhang Potian's carriage, and the captain Chen Ping stepped forward and said: "My general went out early this morning and left a letter to Zhang Shangshu. ”

As he spoke, he took out a letter, stepped forward and handed it to Zhang Potian's entourage, then took five steps back, pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, and stared coldly at Zhang Potian's every move.

Zhang Potian's face was red and white, Zhang Huan left a letter to himself, obviously he had seen through his intentions, he had been busy with the affairs of Hedong during this time, ignoring the Tianqi Battalion, this morning, he went to the homes of the two old subordinates of the Tianqi Battalion, only to learn that almost all of his former subordinates were cleaned by Zhang Huan, that is, he could no longer control this army at all.

Under the anger, Zhang Potian drove to Dongnei Yuan Xingshi to ask for the guilt, but he couldn't even enter the gate, the last time he came to find Zhang Huan, the defenders of the gate saluted him together, and none of them dared to stop him, and now, he was greeted by a cold blade and the same cold gaze.

Zhang Potian shook the letter away with a gloomy face, but he was suddenly stunned, there were only four words on the letter: 'Three people for the public', this was actually the note he wrote to Zhang Huan last time.

Zhang Potian stared at Dongneiyuan with complicated eyes, he faintly had a feeling that Zhang Huan was looking at him somewhere, for a long time, he never saw Zhang Huan come out, Zhang Potian finally sighed, "Let's go!" ”

The carriage started slowly, and under the escort of dozens of guards, it gradually moved away with endless loss, just as Zhang Potiandi's carriage was about to disappear at the end of the street. Zhang Huan slowly walked out from behind the gate, looking at a dark shadow in the distance, he shook his head gently, compared to the head of the family, Zhang Potian is too far behind, indecisive, and always pins his hopes on others, doesn't he know, the most important thing he should do now is to rush back to Hedong to preside over the overall situation, as long as the roots of the Zhang family are still there. There will always be a day when towering trees will grow again, but now? Still superstitious about what emperor helps, and what is still nostalgic for one day, even if he can mobilize all the troops in the world to save Hedong, but can his orders still be transmitted to Tongguan?

Thinking of going out of Tongguan, Zhang Huan couldn't help but take out the silver medal sent by Chu Xingshui in the afternoon from his arms, although Chu Xingshui assured him that this silver medal could pass freely in the Pei family's controlled area, but Zhang Huan still felt that something was wrong, things seemed to be too easy, and things were dead. But people are alive, and the question is not whether he wins a silver medal or a gold medal, but whether Pei Jun has the heart to let him out.

I believe that Pei Jun also knows very well that he is not sincere. And the effect of that letter is not much, to put it bluntly, it is just an afterthought, unless Cui Yuan is a water dog that everyone shouts and beats, that letter will become the last straw that crushes the camel, but now that Cui Yuan is powerful, will he still take the initiative to go into the wilderness?

In this case, why did Pei Jun give himself a silver medal. Let yourself go? Maybe it was to give Chu Xingshui a face, or maybe Pei Jun wanted to use his Tianqi battalion to resist the northward advance of the Shandong army.

But Zhang Huan thought of another possibility, this silver medal is just a bait, his real purpose is to lure himself out of Chang'an, and Qianniuwei will catch it all in the middle of the way, Zhang Huan smiled coldly, he Pei Jundao is one foot taller, then he is one foot taller.

"General!" A soldier rushed from the East Inner Garden, holding a scroll of paper.

"It's a pigeon letter!"

Zhang Huan's face changed, this is Li Yudi's news. This meant that what he had been fearing had finally come true. A crumpled note slipped quietly from Zhang Huan's hand. The head of the house died, and he stood there dumbfounded. At this moment, his heart was blank, and gradually, all kinds of love and care for him by the head of the family over the past year slowly poured into his heart, until he really left, Zhang Huan suddenly felt that his father died.

'Plop! Zhang Huan knelt down, and he kowtowed three times in the northeast direction, tears welling up in his eyes.

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With the death of Zhang Ruohao, the atmosphere became more and more weird, whether it was Cui Yuan, Zhang Huan, or even Pei Jun, everyone's eyes began to focus on the Tang Dynasty Palace, where a contest between life and death quietly kicked off in a dialogue.

The night is dark and dark, there is no moon, such a night is suitable for plotting conspiracies or doing dark things, a man appeared in Zhang Liang's bedroom, but this man was not for cheating, he had no interest in an old woman like Zhang Liang, his interest was only one thing, power.

He is naturally Zhu Jun, he has already left a way back for himself, and the rest is to stir up the Tang Dynasty in the dark, it is best to be divided and rise together, so that he also has the opportunity to become a generation of heroes.

"It's time to do it!" Zhu Zhu stopped, and looked coldly at Zhang Liang, who described the withered tree, in his eyes, there is no difference between the queen mother of the Tang Dynasty and the crazy woman on the street, a woman who is frightened by nightmares and goes crazy is not a big deal, gradually, the original collaborator with her and half has become three seven open, he takes seventy percent, Zhang Liang takes three percent, he gives an order, and Zhang Liang will execute it.

Who's going to do it? Zhang Liang raised her head in some surprise, and looked at Zhu in confusion She had adapted to Zhu Jun's commanding tone to her, and also forgot that the relationship between them was originally that of a monarch and a minister, and her idea of Zhu Zhu slowly changed from using to relying on, not only because she could fall asleep because of the soldiers guarding the door, but also because there was no one else who could help her except him.

Zhu Jun's words made Zhang Liang ambiguous, whether to do it to Zhang Huan or Cui Xiaofu, or to do it to Li Department, the importance of these three people was arranged in her heart in turn, so her first reaction was to do it to Zhang Huan.

"Of course it's for the Li family, have you forgotten our plan?" Zhu Jun was a little dissatisfied with her forgetfulness in her tone, which showed that she hadn't thought about it in the past few days.

Zhang Liang then remembered that they planned to poison the Li family, blame Cui Xiaofu, and then Zhu Zhu killed Cui Xiaofu, and finally the three-year-old prince ascended the throne, so she Zhang Liang listened to the government, although this is what she has been longing for, but the exposure of Zhang Huan's identity disrupted her mind, Zhang Liang sighed, and said in a low voice: "My heart is very chaotic these days, and I haven't thought about it." ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't think about it, I just want to ask you, do you still want to do this?"

"Of course I think, but where do I start?" As if he understood something, he raised his head and stared at him tightly, "Do you have an arrangement?" ”

"Of course!" Zhu Jun took out a small paper bag from his arms, and said with a sinister smile: "He only needs to drink one sip of this packet, he will be poisoned, and he will die of poison after an hour, then he should return to Daming Palace, and we will do the rest, do you understand?" ”

"But how do I get him to come? How did he let him drink this packet of medicine? ”

"It's very simple, you just say that you are seriously ill and let him come to visit you." Jun Bao gently pushed in front of Zhang Liang and said coldly: "Our opportunity is when he tries the medicine for you." ”

Zhang Liang nodded silently, in the middle of the night, the queen mother's bedroom suddenly let out a sharp shout, creepy, all the eunuchs and palace maids were awakened, the lights were lit, a large group of guards rushed, around the queen mother's bedroom, more than a dozen imperial doctors hurriedly carried medicine boxes to come, the palace people nervously ran back and forth in the palace, the peach wood sword, mirror, scissors and other things to ward off evil spirits were hung in every corner of the palace, the news of the queen mother's ghost quickly spread in the Taiji Palace.

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The sky is still dark and dreary, at this time it is still the third watch, the Tianqi camp of the East Inner Garden is nervously packing things, dry food, water, blankets, has already been prepared, a quarter of an hour later, two thousand soldiers of the Tiancai Battalion have been fully armed and waiting to set off, in the tent, Zhang Huan is wearing black bright light armor, the silver helmet on his head exudes a faint light in the dim light, he stood at the door of the big tent, his eyes solemnly looked at the direction of Daming Palace, an hour ago he received Cui Xiaofu's secret order, Taiji Palace has undergone a change, he immediately understood, the moment of confrontation is coming.

When the time for departure came, Zhang Huan waved his hand and ordered in a low voice: "Let's go!" ”

The cavalry rushed towards the camp gate as if a black stream had converged into a river, and the four hooves of the horses were wrapped in thick burlap, and the sound of the dense hooves was like hundreds of broken drums beating at the same time, and the sound was low and shocking.

There are two gates in the east inner garden, due south is the Yanzheng gate, the northeast direction is the partial door, out of the partial door is a palace royal road, has been going north for two miles is the left silver gate of the Daming Palace, if you continue to go north is the forbidden garden, out of the forbidden garden is the low hill, a large area of dense forest stretches for dozens of miles, there is outside the city of Chang'an, the Anshi Rebellion broke out that year, Tang Xuanzong Li Longji escaped from here from Chang'an City.

Zuoyintai Gate is also controlled by the Tiancai Battalion, there are fifty soldiers guarding here, in addition to these fifty soldiers, there are also a thousand Tiancai Battalion soldiers on duty tonight, scattered in every corner of the Daming Palace, led by Li Hengqiu.

Zhang Huan slowly reined in the reins, and then He Lou Wuji flew up, he nodded to Zhang Huan, according to the plan, He Lou Wuji led a thousand people to enter the Daming Palace from the Zuoyintai Gate, and Zhang Huan led another thousand people to enter the palace from the Chongxuanmen behind the Daming Palace, their task is not only to protect Cui Xiaofu, but more importantly, to control the Xuanwu Gate, and prevent the Long Wu Army stationed in the West Inner Garden from entering the Taiji Palace and Daming Palace from the Xuanwu Gate.

"We'll see you at the Xuanwu Gate later!" Zhang Huan smiled and patted He Lou Wuji's shoulder, and with a wave of his hand, a thousand soldiers cracked like an iceberg, following him quickly towards the direction of the Forbidden Garden.

The night was deep, the dark clouds were low, there was no starlight in the dark, a thin layer of mist shrouded the ground, and a fierce murderous aura had quietly surrounded the entire palace.