Tang Xuanzong Li Longji likes to live in Xingqing Palace, here is the palace when he was the vassal king, this year the west-facing calyx Xianghui Building was finally completed, he took the most favored Concubine Wu Hui from the Daming Palace to the Xingqing Palace to accompany the past, Zhongshu Province and Menxia Province have also set up a deacon room in the palace wall.

Of course, the emperor went to the court, the sacrifice is still in the Daming Palace, in order to facilitate the communication between the Daming Palace and the Forbidden Garden, and not to disturb the people, the city was specially built between the east city and Guo, so that the emperor does not need to go out of the palace, he can travel all over half of Chang'an.

Zhang Jiuling was standing on the second floor of the diligent government building at the moment, and there was a screen in front of him, and the saint was sitting cross-legged on the couch behind the screen.

"Your Majesty, the former Pinglu envoy, Zuo Xiaowei's general An Lushan has been escorted into the capital by Zhang Shoujue, and is now locked up in the prison of the Criminal Department. I also ask the saint to decide to take it. ”

Li Longji, who was sitting on the couch, opened his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "What crime did this person commit, and why was he escorted to Beijing?" ”

Zhang Jiuling was stunned for a moment, he had already reported this matter to His Majesty six days ago, it seemed that the saint did not take it to heart at that time, and forgot it behind him in a blink of an eye. The saint has to spare his energy to take care of the beautiful concubines in the harem every day, and it is impossible to put everything in his head.

"Your Majesty, at the beginning of March, Zhang Shouqi sent his subordinates to crusade against An Lushan to crusade against the Xi Department and the Khitan rebellion, An Lushan lightly advanced the enemy, resulting in the annihilation of the whole army, Zhang Shouqi cherished his talents, and was reluctant to kill him, and sent a special person to Chang'an to ask His Majesty to decide."

Li Longji sat for a long time and was sleepy, stretched out his legs and put on Liuhe boots by the palace maid next to him. He walked out of the screen, stood in front of Zhang Jiuling and said: "Zhang Shouqi has always regarded himself very highly, and there are very few people who can be praised for cherishing talents, I heard that this person is still a general?" Jiuling, talk about your high opinion. ”

Zhang Jiuling nodded, and said: "The enemy is rash to advance, it must be a person who is eager for quick success, in the past, Zhuang Jia was punished, and Sun Wu beheaded the palace concubines in order to rectify military discipline, Zhang Shouqi should govern the army strictly, this Hu general An Lushan should not be spared death, and should be beheaded." ”

Li Longji tugged at a strand of whiskers on his chin, and was just about to nod, but as if he thought of something, he said, "I may be able to meet this Hu general and make a decision." ”

A hint of discoloration flashed in the corner of Zhang Jiuling's eyes, and he nodded helplessly.

"Escort An Lushan to the Zichen Hall of Daming Palace."

Li Longji put his hands behind his back, walked lightly behind the screen, and disappeared into the side door, and Zhang Jiuling bowed and retreated.

This An Lushan is a general who has a relationship with Li Siye on Zhuque Street, he was convicted for defeat, and his father-in-law Zhang Shouqi couldn't bear to kill him, so he kicked the ball back to Chang'an and kicked it to the emperor, in fact, there was a meaning of saving the righteous son by the emperor's hand.

At this time, the power center of the Tang Dynasty was still running strongly, Tang Xuanzong had not yet begun to covet pleasure, the virtuous minister Zhang Jiuling was outspoken and kind, and his eyes were like torches, and the accumulation of several generations of emperors made the Kaiyuan Dynasty reach its peak.

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An Lushan, who was tied up and riding on a horse, entered the Danfeng Gate under the escort of the Qianniu guards, and he looked up at this majestic gate hall with five doors, and his heart was mixed, and he didn't know the bad luck. He walked through the deep doorway, stood in the shadow of the Danfeng Gate, and looked up to see the magnificent Hanyuan Hall where the dragon and phoenix were entrenched, and the yellow-brown pupils reflected the brilliance of shock, admiration, and then admiration and longing.

The golden slanting sun hangs on the cyan glazed tiles of the Hanyuan Palace, Xiangluan and Qifeng two pavilions are like phoenix wings arching the central main hall, and the towering pedestal makes the entire Hanyuan Hall seem to float in the purple sky, and anyone standing in front of it will feel like a small ant.

At this moment, An Lushan was no different, he was stunned with the same horror as countless envoys and officials who entered the court to pay homage.

The palace was opened in nine days, and all the nations were crowned with crowns. No matter how many people depict how majestic the palace is in front of him, it is not as good as seeing it with his own eyes, this is where the Son of Heaven lives, and only the Tang Dynasty can afford such a majestic and magnificent palace.

They dismounted at the Zuo Jinwu Guard Courtyard next to the Imperial Bridge, and An Lushan walked towards the third hall Zichen Hall under the leadership of Jin Wuwei, his eyes were attracted by everything in front of him, and he temporarily forgot about the death situation he was about to face.

After passing through the Zichen Gate and entering the inner court, the front is the Zichen Palace, which symbolizes the crape myrtle star and is the residence of the emperor. Although this hall is not the largest among the three major halls, the roof of the hall is higher than the other two halls.

An Lushan was escorted into the main hall by two Jin Wuwei, and he didn't care about admiring the dragon pillar and caisson in the hall, and began to think about a strategy for survival, and came to the center of the hall in a trance, and was pushed by two Jin Wuwei and knelt on the ground.

This Hu Er has a risky and bold side in his personality, he does not bow his head in front of the emperor's grace and Tianwei like other prisoners, but instead raises his head, wanting to see what the supreme emperor of the Tang Dynasty looks like.

It's just that the floor tiles he kneels on are still far away from the platform of the throne screen, and there is a gauze curtain in the middle, and Ying Ying can only see a person in a bright yellow robe sitting on the platform.

A few zhang below the throne, there was an official sitting on the Hu bed, it was Zhang Jiuling, the Zhongshu Ling.

From his throne, the Emperor spoke, "Come and let me see you."

"Whoa." An Lushan kowtowed, and was about to get up and step forward, when he suddenly realized that his every move at the moment was related to his life, so he simply moved forward on his knees, and tears were brewing in his eyes.

An Lushan walked to the throne more than a dozen steps away, raised his head to face the king, and the tears in his eyes flowed down his fat cheeks, mixed with a little sweat.

Li Longji frowned, this beard in front of him was white and fat, but why was he still crying and crying, this kind of person could be appointed as a general?

"The leader of the army was defeated, do you feel wronged?"

An Lushan rubbed a handful of tears and kowtowed and said: "Sage, I deserve to die if I lose the battle, and I have never felt wronged." It's just that I finally saw Chang'an, who I thought about day and night, finally saw Daming Palace, and finally met the saint. An Lushan has no regrets in this life! And my dead brothers have no regrets, even if they go underground in the future and become ghosts, An Lushan will swear to defend Datang to the death! Defend Your Majesty! ”

"An Lushan will be a soldier of the Tang Dynasty in his next life, and expand his territory for the saint!"

Li Longji was slightly touched by these bold words and tears, and he was accustomed to seeing the scenes of Hu envoys and local officials shouting to the heavens and grabbing the earth to show their loyalty, but he had never seen such a crying and shouting. This beard doesn't know etiquette, and he doesn't call himself the last general, which shows that he is simple and simple-minded.

Li Longji walked down from the throne, his body was plump, with a wisp of whiskers on his chin, he glanced at An Lushan condescendingly, turned his back to the other party and stood with his hands in his hands, and said leisurely: "What's the use of being a ghost, only when you are alive can you guard the land of the Tang Dynasty."

An Lushan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this life should have been saved, and he still pretended to be excited and trembling. He raised his head slightly, but there was a gaze that swept coldly on his face, but Zhang Jiuling, who was sitting on the Hu bed, had stood on the ground at some point, folded his hands and closed his eyes in contemplation.

An Lushan's chest was half cold, this Zhang Xianggong's eyes were really poisonous, and he could kill people.

Li Longji raised his hand: "Take him down."

An Lushan was escorted out of Zichen Palace, standing on the top of the stone steps of Longwei Road, a cool breeze hit, he moved his back, and before he knew it, a layer of fine cold sweat had appeared on his back.

In the Zichen Palace, the emperor sat on the throne again, and said to Zhang Jiuling, who was standing below: "It is not easy for Zhang Shouqi to employ people, An Lushan, the righteous son, let's keep it for him."

"Your Majesty," Zhang Jiuling stepped forward and put his hands together to advise: "An Lushan violated the military order, lightly advanced the enemy, and should be beheaded according to military law.

Li Longji frowned slightly, glanced at Zhang Jiuling coldly, and was displeased: "Jiuling, can you distinguish loyalty and treachery by looking at people's faces?" So what's the use of setting up thirteen nationwide interview envoys? Don't think that Wang Yifu knows Shile and kills Zhongliang in vain. ”

Zhang Jiuling wanted to persuade again, but was waved away by Li Longji: "I'm tired, you go down."

The sunset of the empire splashed on the roof of the palace like gold, Zhang Jiuling walked slowly down from the imperial road, he didn't know that today's meeting had already determined the future national fortune of the Tang Dynasty. He may have had some kind of premonition, otherwise he would not have advised the emperor to kill An Lushan many times, and the cunning and treachery under the honest appearance were hidden in the eyes of this Hu man.

The most helpless thing in the world is that the rise and fall of the world depends on one person, this world is so absurd, this Tang is the Tang of the Tang Dynasty.