Li Heng was knocked unconscious by a Persian shaman, and then returned to the palace and did not come out again, and now Zhang Xun in Chang'an City has made a decision, this guy has become a powerful minister.

Ma Ling hopes that Li Heng is fine, otherwise it will be troublesome, after all, he doesn't know much about the Tang Emperor below Suzong, and if he doesn't understand, he doesn't know the bottom of his heart, which is not a good thing for him who wants to reach some kind of agreement with Chang'an.

Things have already begun to push, and we are waiting for the time when it is time to have the right reaction. It was difficult to make a decision, but once he did, he was calm.

Compared with the messenger of 800 miles to expedit, it is too convenient to use Hai Dongqing to deliver news. It took some time for the news of Li Heng's ascension to the throne to come, and in fact, Li Heng's original edict ordering the commanders of the Northern Expeditionary Army to enter Beijing had not yet arrived in Tingzhou at this time. And the messenger sent by Duan Junzi to Chang'an to report the funeral was still on the way to Chang'an.

In this era, it is too difficult and too difficult to do something, Guanshan is blocked by inconvenient transportation, it takes too much time to go back and forth, and by the time the news arrives, things have often changed dramatically. Getting this ability of the Persian temple made it much easier to expand in the future.

The existence of the Eagle Slave should not be known to too many people for the time being.

Putting away the information, he turned around and walked into the inner room, habitually tossed the servant girl, walked out of the mansion physically and mentally, and saw Duan Xiushi walking over quickly worriedly.

"Chenggong, what's wrong?" Ma Ling asked, Duan Junzi has always had this look since the death of the Son of Heaven, and he has not changed for a few days.

"General. The Prince's Decree. Duan Xiushi handed the edict to Ma Lu.

Ma Lan unfolded it and looked at it. It was the edict issued by Li Heng in the name of the crown prince of the prison state. After ordering Ma Lan's class teacher, he immediately entered the court to discuss meritorious deeds, and specially indicated that the other five main generals of the Northern Expedition would also enter the court.

Ma Lin actually knew the content of this edict for a long time, but because Tingzhou was too far away from Chang'an, the road was extremely difficult to walk, so now this edict has come to Tingzhou.

After reading the edict, Ma Xuan frowned and said, "Chenggong, at this time...... I can't leave Tingzhou. ”

Duan Xiushi nodded and said, "That's what I mean." When His Highness issued an edict. The Son of Heaven has not yet died, and now our mourning messenger should not have arrived in Chang'an, the general is the chief general of the moraine, and it is true that he should not leave the moraine at this time. His Royal Highness did not know that the Son of Heaven had died, and when he knew about it, he must have had another will. At this time, the general needed to sit in the west of the moraine, and it was not appropriate to leave. The coffin of the Son of Heaven is here, how can the general leave without permission. ”

"That's exactly the truth, but this is His Highness's edict......" Ma Lan frowned and looked at Duan Xiushi.

"General, you are in a hurry, and this is the only way to do it for the time being. The general is here. Naturally, you will be stable up and down, and if you leave at this time. It's really inappropriate. His Highness will learn the news soon, and he will naturally not blame the general. ”

"That means not going for a while?"

"I can't go, the general should guard the coffin of the Son of Heaven in Tingzhou and wait for His Highness's new decree."

Ma Lan looked at Duan Xiushi's expression, as if he was afraid that he would insist on leaving Tingzhou, and secretly felt ashamed in his heart. If it is really a gentleman, he can deceive an honest person like Duan Junzi, and he is really a little reluctant in his heart.

"Where is the messenger?"

"When I heard about His Majesty's death, I was kneeling down in front of the coffin. - In fact, after he passed through the west of the city, he had already heard about this important event, and he also insisted on sending the edict over. He also said that the general should wait for the next order from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. ”

Ma Lan nodded.

The news of the death of the Son of Heaven has not been hidden, and now it is spreading in all directions, and there will be more and more places to know.

"Treat him well. At this time, it is indeed not appropriate for me to leave, and in a few days, maybe His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself will come to mourn. At that time, I will ask His Highness again in person. ”

"That's exactly how it should be." Duan Xiushi nodded, "Then it's decided, I'll reply to the messenger." Then he turned and left, and went in great haste.

Looking at the back of this honest man, Ma Lu secretly screamed ashamed in his heart. Duan Junzi is still working for the Anxi Army, but it will not be long before the two sides will have to tear their faces, and it will be a big loss for the Anxi New Army to lose this heavily enforced capital.

However, some things are unavoidable, and what he is seeking now is unacceptable to Duan Xiushi, although he does not mean to rebel.

At that time, Junzi Duan will definitely be on the side of Chang'an City. At that time, in the eyes of this old friend, he must have been a hypocrite and a treacherous villain.

The messenger of the funeral rushed to Chang'an at the fastest speed, and after passing the Mohe Yanmo, he went on the post road, the speed will be much faster, and in a few days, the news should be transmitted to Chang'an City. However, things have changed a little, originally thought that Li Heng had to come to Tingzhou to mourn, and Tingzhou was his home field, but now Li Heng was knocked unconscious by the Persian shaman, and I don't know what the current situation is, but it is probably impossible to mourn in person. I don't know what kind of reaction Chang'an will make after receiving the news.

Things can only be done in secret, and there is still nothing to do on the surface, looking at this situation, you still have to relax in Tingzhou for a while.

can't stay in the mansion all the time, Ma Lu walked out of the mansion and rode out of Tingzhou City. Qinghai Cheng galloped happily on the grassland, looking at the green eyes, his mood also became much calmer.

What should come is always coming, as long as you have a clear conscience, don't worry about anything else. In order for the Han civilization to permanently cover the west of the Green Mountain or even beyond, what about being a powerful minister once.

On the bank of a clear stream, Ma Ling stopped, dismounted and asked Qinghai Cheng to drink some water, and sat down on the bank of the clear stream.

In a few days, Dr. Feng should be arriving from Qiuzi. Compared with Duan Junzi's loyalty, Doctor Feng is an old fox, maybe he can find some clues. This matter has to be handled carefully.

It is impossible for Duan Junzi and Feng Dafu to allow themselves to be ministers, and it is impossible for them to tolerate their contempt for imperial power. If Duan Junzi is a loyal minister of the Tang Dynasty, then Doctor Feng is a loyal dog, if they know their plan, Duan Junzi may bring someone to cut off his head in the middle of the night, and Doctor Feng is afraid that he will send a glass of poisoned wine with a smile.

A gentleman can be bullied, Feng Er is definitely not a gentleman, a pair of eyes are extremely vicious, he will never be as easy to deceive as Duan Junzi, and now he is still thinking about himself, and he doesn't know what he is planning in his heart at all.

Ma Lan thought about it, and suddenly twisted his neck, and a long arrow flew past his ear with a whoosh, falling into the clear stream and making a splash.

It was really dangerous, if he hadn't turned his head just now, this arrow would have pierced his neck.

Ma Luan's expression was extremely indifferent, he turned over and jumped up, looked back at the young man on the grass dozens of feet away, and said, "Who are you?" Who sent you? ”

The young man was holding a longbow in his hand, looking extremely gorgeous, and was looking at Ma Lan with a look of astonishment, obviously not expecting Ma Lan to avoid his arrow.

Seeing Ma Lu speak, he didn't answer, and shot another arrow. Ma Lan stretched out his hand, took the long arrow in his hand, squinted and said: "Long Wujun's, this kind of bow is good-looking, the strength is too weak, and even a single bow and crossbow can't be compared, how can it be used to kill me." ”

The young man shouted: "A bow is a bow, how can it compare its strength with a crossbow, can you find a bow in Datang that is stronger than a single bow?" As he spoke, he pulled it hard, broke the longbow and threw it to the ground, and drew the horizontal knife with a bang.

"Good knives!" Ma Luan's eyes lit up, "This knife is not bad." - It's not without a bow that is stronger than a single crossbow, haven't you heard of the Condor Archer's seven-stone bow? ”

The young man saw Ma Luan's determined expression and knew that he had already been discovered. Facing the military gods of the Tang Dynasty, he also has pressure in his heart, but he can't care so much at this time. The young man shouted angrily, dragged the horizontal knife diagonally behind him, trampled on the deep grass, and rushed towards Ma Lu.

"A certain family knows who you are, on the oasis near the Red Cliff Station, you are the one who killed dozens of Persian warriors by one person. Sure enough, it is a hero who is a young man, and it is not bad that there can be such a character among the descendants of Chang'an. Ma Lan smiled and pulled out the horizontal knife, the fish-scale lines on the horizontal knife were extremely obvious in the sun, and he also dragged the horizontal knife behind him, and greeted the young man.

When the young man saw the horizontal knife in Ma Lan's hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, but the speed under his feet did not slow down in the slightest, and he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Traitor! Take your life! The horizontal knife spun suddenly, slashing at Ma Lu with a dazzling blade.

"Good time!" Ma Lan let out a long laugh, his body suddenly soared a few feet into the air, and the horizontal knife suddenly rose from behind his back, and he slashed down condescendingly towards the young man.

As soon as the young man missed, a knife fell straight down with a thunderous momentum, and rolled on the ground with a roar, but he could avoid this knife, but he saw that the deep grass was broken, and the knife light suddenly spun, and then slashed towards him.

The young man gritted his teeth suddenly, his body jumped up and swung his knife to block, the two horizontal knives slammed together, making a loud "dang" sound, and in the sparks flying, the young man was shocked to take two steps back, but the horizontal knife on the opposite side had already fallen down again.

Too fast! It's just too fast!

The young man was secretly frightened, after the battle near the Red Cliff Station, the young man was extremely confident in himself, but he didn't expect that today's long-planned assassination would become like this. This man, known as the god of the Tang Dynasty, is so powerful that he has no ability to fight back at all!

The knife has arrived in front of him, and he can't think about it much, so he can only hold the knife with both hands and fight fiercely, and there was a loud bang, he was shocked and took two steps back, the tiger's mouth was torn and the blood flowed, and the other party's body rushed forward like electricity, and it was an unreasonable head cut.

The young man gritted his teeth, no longer paying attention to the opponent's knife, clenched the horizontal knife with both hands and slammed it from the bottom to the top, and the knife light rose against the ground, straight to the opponent's lower abdomen.

Knowing that he is not the opponent of the other party, this time he is completely desperate, he would rather be split in half by the other party, but also make the other party pay the price, it is best to be able to die together.

"What a big hatred, do you want me to cut off my children and grandchildren?" In the laughter and scolding, the figure did not retreat, and the sword light was still domineering and slashed down. (To be continued......)