Transferring flowers and trees, planting and framing, anyway, it's good that the dead friends don't die and the poor don't die. Political struggle is so ruthless that there is never any warmth.

Chu Suiliang hesitated, but only for a moment. In their position, the pen in their hand is actually a murder knife, and the soldier's knife can't kill a few people, but their deacon's pen is hundreds of lives.

"Brother Dengshan is old." The eldest grandson Wuji shook his head.

"Brother Auxiliary, I won't hesitate to do what I need to do." The deacon pen in Chu Suiliang's hand only paused for a moment.

The wrist sinks, and the tip of the pen falls on the paper.

As the prime minister on duty as the pen of the ruling ministry, in the event of an emergency, he can naturally make a decision on the spot and act expediently.

"Adjust the soldiers of the left leading guard, Lantian Guanzhen will be our people, there is the closest to Lanxi, and they are all old pawns in Guanzhong." The eldest grandson Wuji reminded.

What this thing wants is to cut through the mess with a quick knife, and before everyone reacts, do what should be done, kill what should be killed, wipe what should be erased, and not give others a chance to interfere.

"You send the previous person to secretly see Su Gan Chengji, explain to him what is involved, and let him commit suicide. As long as he is willing to die, we will keep his family rich and noble. ”

Su Gan Chengji is the one who has shown his face, and he is also the most likely to be exposed, and he is the only person who can be connected with Chu Suiliang, and this line must be cut off as well.

Kill one man and save his whole family. If Su Gan Chengji is smart, he naturally knows how to choose, he commits suicide, and then the eldest grandson will give him the illusion that he died of a violent illness, and then he will operate it, let his son inherit his title, and he can also sprout several of his descendants.

The eldest grandson's words were full of coldness, and he decided life and death with a word. At this moment, the decision he made in an instant was no longer just a decision about life and death.

Su Gan Chengji has to die, and those officers and soldiers in Lanxi Zhichong Mansion have to die, and they have to be substitutes for the dead.

"If you can, kill Li Xiao too, it's best to arrange someone to take advantage of the chaos to burn down Lanxi Lijiazhuang, and it's all in vain."

There is no mercy in politics, and simply messing around can better cover up your hands and feet.

There are four stops in the pass, and there is Wuguan in the southwest.

To the west of Wuguan is Lantian Pass, which is the inner gate of Wuguan, one of the four major gateways of Guanzhong. Over the ages, the main road of Lantian is extremely important, the land of Shannan enters the pass, must pass through the Wuguan, and the Wuguan into Chang'an, it must pass through the Lantian Pass.

The Lantian Guan guard who guards here is a general from the Guanlong Group.

The order stamped with the big seal under the door of the Chinese book and signed with the name of Chu Suiliang Xiangguo, the pen of the consul, was delivered by the flying horse.

100,000 people were in a hurry, and the soldiers of Lanxi Zhichong Mansion mutinied, and the political hall ordered the nearby Lantian Pass soldiers to urgently dispatch to quell the chaos.

"All rebels, all will be killed!"

Lantian Guan Zhen General Zhao Zhiman looked at this order and was silent.

Several of the captains who were urgently summoned all looked at each other, as the generals of the Tang Dynasty, they were the most aware of the military law and military orders of the Tang Dynasty.

"Gather the ministries."

"General, this order is not in accordance with the rules." A lieutenant carefully persuaded.

As soldiers and horses guarding Lantian Pass, their biggest duty is to guard Lantian Pass. And now the prime minister of the political hall directly gave them an order, or let them immediately go to quell the chaos.

But this order does not have the military command of the military department.

Without a military order, they did not dare to move. Even if it was the prime minister's order, he didn't dare to move lightly.

Zhao Zhi's eyes swept over the group of subordinates.

"The soldiers of Lanxi Zhichong Mansion mutinied, the rebels are plundering the people everywhere, the matter is urgent, although the military command of the Ministry of War has not yet been sent, but there is already a direct order from the Prime Minister of the Political Affairs Hall, what are you hesitating about? As soldiers, we don't know that the battlefield is changing rapidly, how can we sit back and wait for orders, and miss the great opportunity to quell the chaos. With each hour of delay, the number of people killed by the rebels does not know how much more. Who will bear this responsibility then? ”

Several subordinates were still hesitating, but Zhao Zhiman had already slapped the table.

"This is a military order, if you dare to disobey, you will immediately engage in military law and behead!"

The Lord will do so, and the rest will not dare to talk about it again.

After a few lieutenants went out, Zhao Zhiman's eyes turned a touch of worry.

Doesn't he know that there is an irregularity in this order, but he must do it? His mother was the wife of Han Jin, the prime minister of the dynasty, and his uncle was the eldest grandson of the princess of Xincheng, who was also the elder brother of the eldest grandson Wuji.

It is precisely because of this relationship that the eldest grandson Wuji will directly send Chu Suiliang's order to Lantian Pass. The stakes have already been explained.

The matter is urgent, and it has to be done.

The young Zhao Zhiman was in the prime of life, he was a standard Guanlong aristocratic son, born in Jiangmen, with the gilded experience of the national eunuch and the internal guard, and also had the merits of fighting with the Turks and Tuyuhun people in the northwest.

He was actually reluctant to accept the order of the eldest grandson Wuji, but he had no choice.

Thinking of his comrades fighting and fratricidal, Zhao Zhiman couldn't help but slam his fist on the table with hatred. But he is also a member of the Guanlong Group, and he is also a relative of the eldest grandson Wuji and Han Jin. One is prosperous, and one is lost.

"Fuck the fuck!"

After scolding, although he was depressed, he still began to put on his armor.

"General, the sons and daughters have already ordered."

"Leave a part of the men and horses to guard the pass, and bring five regiments of men and horses to follow me out of the customs to quell the chaos."

During the war, the government soldiers were mobilized and assembled into an army of 20,000 people. In times of war, it was organized in regiments and brigades, with one regiment of 200 men and horses, and five regiments of 1,000 men.

Compared with Lanxi Zhichong Mansion, the soldiers guarding Lantian Pass are even elite veterans, these are called town soldiers, Changzhen Guanjin Pass, basically full in the battalion, compared to the situation that Lanxi Zhichong Mansion usually has to take turns to go to Beijing to guard, part of it is trained in the house, and part of it is resting and working, they are obviously more effective and have stronger equipment.

"Kill a rebel and reward ten acres of land." Zhao Zhiman has been in the army for a long time and knows how the soldiers' fighting spirit is stimulated.

The exchange of ten acres of land for a head is enough to make those soldiers who were originally a little hesitant become high-spirited and red-eyed.

"How much is the reward for catching one alive?" One of the lieutenants asked.

"As long as you die, don't take prisoners. The order of the political hall is unforgiving for the rebels! Zhao Zhiman said coldly.

"Let's go!"

The flag was held high, and the five regiments of men and horses went out of the customs in turn.

Lantian Pass is in the southwest of Lantian County, very close to Lanxi, but only twenty miles away.

"Did those people in the Blue Creek Folding Mansion really mutiny?" A soldier couldn't help but ask the old team next to him.

"It says mutiny, that's mutiny."

The young soldier wondered, "But why did they mutiny?" ”

The old team leader glared at him dissatisfiedly, "Keep up with the team, where are there so many problems, save your strength and cut a few more rebel heads for a while, and exchange more fields for rewarding the fields." ”