"The Prime Minister has been killed! The Prime Minister has been killed! The mournful shout tore through the silent night sky, passed through the fog, and reached the courtyard outside the Jianfu Gate of the Daming Palace, piercing the eardrums of the civil and military officials. At first hearing the bad news, the officials gathered in the courtyard to wait for the court were stunned, shock, excitement, anger, and fear were written all over their old or handsome faces. They speculated about which prime minister had suffered the misfortune. The answer was soon revealed, because, Wu Yuanheng's horse arrived, and there was no one on horseback!

The panicked officials have not yet regained their composure and sanity, but another piece of bad news has followed: Pei Du, an important minister of the imperial court and a member of the imperial history, was assassinated in Tonghuafang! But Pei Du was lucky, although he was stabbed, he escaped by luck. For he had a war hat and a righteous servant.

It turns out that a kind of Yangzhou production cap has been popular in Chang'an recently, and this kind of hat has a characteristic, that is, it is relatively thick. Coincidentally, Pei Du just got such a hat yesterday, and it just so happened that Pei Du wore this hat when he went to the morning court today. As soon as he got out of Tonghuafang, a cold light went straight to Pei Du's head, Pei Du instinctively flashed, and the steel knife slashed heavily on the hat, and Pei Du also fell off the horse in response. Thinking that Pedo was dead, the Assassin turned his horse's head and prepared to cut off his head to receive the reward. Seeing that the situation was not good, the servant Wang Yi stepped forward and protected his master with his body, and the assassin waved the butcher knife again, Wang Yi raised his arm to do it, and was cut down by the assassin on the spot. After such a toss, the soldiers on the night patrol had already received the news and gathered around. The assassin didn't have time to check Pei Du's life and death, and slipped away. If it weren't for the thick hat and the loyal and courageous servant Wang Yi, Pei Du would have followed in the footsteps of his friend Wu Yuanheng and become the ghost of the assassin.

Within a day, two important officials of the court were assassinated, one dead and one wounded. Li Chun, the son of heaven, who learned the bad news, was struck by lightning in an instant, and he couldn't say a word for a long time. For a long time, the wise and martial Son of Heaven and the strategic prime minister were the two best treasures in the Yuan and Yuan periods, and they cooperated tacitly and complemented each other, which made those unruly feudal towns fearful. However, those wise prime ministers who had worked hard for the rise of the Tang Dynasty left me one by one. Du Huangshang, the prime minister who pacified Liu Pi in Western Shu, has been dead for many years, Li Jifu, the prime minister who suppressed the rebellion in Eastern Wu, just died last year, and even Pei Yan, the prime minister who killed Lu Congshi, has also traveled west. Now, when the war in Huaixi was in full swing, Li Chun's most powerful assistant, Prime Minister Wu Yuanheng, was also assassinated. Where does Huaixi go from here? Where does Chang'an go from here? Where does Datang go from here?

The early dynasty was canceled, and the tearful Son of Heaven Li Chun received several of his prime ministers in the Yanying Palace. The royal table was full of wine and delicacies, but it was not touched. The grief-stricken Son of Heaven and his prime ministers were relatively speechless, with only a thousand tears. After being silent for a long time, Li Chun waved his hand, and the prime ministers withdrew. Now, Li Chun doesn't want to speak yet, and the distraught Son of Heaven needs a space, a calm space, to sort out his thoughts well. The deceased is gone, but the living still have to continue the unfinished business, which is the greatest consolation for the dead.

The slaughter was assassinated, and the people in Chang'an were raging, as if facing a great enemy. Panic, unprecedented panic, stretched out its huge claws, enveloping the entire Chang'an. The prime minister came and went, and the knights in charge of the guards were all bows and arrows, swords and spears in hand, as if the assassins would appear at any time. And the ministers, who were not guarded by the Knight of Jinwu, were killed until dawn and refused to go out of the house. Sometimes, Li Chun waited for a long time in the main hall, but the ministers still couldn't arrive, and the helpless Son of Heaven had to order to postpone the time of going to court.

The hunt for the Assassins was not going well. The officials in charge of chasing down the Assassins all received a note from the Assassins, which contained a naked threat: "Don't arrest me, I'll kill you first." Therefore, the officials who had lingering fears did not dare to seriously pursue the matter, and they just did things perfunctorily.

An elaborate assassination closely linked Chang'an to Huaixi, thousands of miles away. Chang'an, the anxious Chang'an, let the hard-supporting Huaixi Jiedu make Wu Yuanji breathe a long sigh of relief, let the Chengde Jiedu make Wang Chengzong's eyes wide in surprise, only Ziqing Jiedu made Li Shidao, hiding in a dark corner, making a sinister smile. They all thought that Chang'an could no longer hold on, and Li Chun, the self-righteous guy, would definitely follow in the footsteps of his grandfather Li Shi, obediently surrender to them, and acquiesce in their status and power.