Zhang Anshi looked at Wei Xian on the side, solemnly saluted him, and said, "Gong Wei, there won't be any changes in the young man's place, right?" ”

Many people are gathered in the main hall today.

But Wei Xuancheng is not among them, and his duty is the greatest.

As the Grand Sima of Sima Mansion, Wei Xuancheng holds a part of the military power: even the right to command the army is considered a military power.

Although there was no tiger talisman and edict from the Son of Heaven, Wei Xuancheng, the great Sima, could not mobilize a single soldier of the Han army.

But Sima Mansion was responsible for the examination of the Han army, so Wei Xuancheng had a high prestige in the Han Army Military Academy.

As long as he is willing to come forward, he can still make many people turn against him.

It is no exaggeration to say that Wei Xuancheng is the key to the success of Zhang Anshi and others.

Such an important figure should have been allied with Zhang Anshi and others.

However, Wei Xian didn't let him come because of the little mustard in his heart, so Zhang Anshi would ask more.

"Don't worry, Gong Zhang, the dog lived in the old mansion last night, and he has already written the order you want......"

"At this moment, he is still in the house with the order, and the old man will go with him to the order of Jinwu, and he will definitely not go out of any way."

Wei Xian spoke clearly and answered everyone's last doubts, and Zhang Anshi once again praised the high righteousness of Webster's family.

After that, Zhang Anshi straightened his waist again and looked at everyone present.

At this point, silence is better than sound, and all the joints are arranged.

If it goes well, the north gate of Weiyang Palace can be broken tonight, and the edict of the prince will also come down.

Tomorrow, after the Son of Heaven is in power, the new monarch will be able to ascend the throne according to the established system.

The only small problem left at the moment is that the Son of Heaven has not built a mausoleum for himself for a long time, and after the big trip, the coffin has nowhere to go.

However, even in this trivial matter, Zhang Anshi has already thought it through.

The coffin of the Son of Heaven temporarily rested in the apse of the high temple, and then the new monarch would order Taichangqing to choose a site to repair the tomb.

Zhang Anshi will ask Xinjun to build a perfect mausoleum for the Son of Heaven, which can be regarded as repaying the Son of Heaven's favor for more than ten years.

"We are waiting for today's events to be for the sake of the Han River, the country's families, and the people of the world......"

"This official is the leader, I am afraid and moved, I would like to thank you for saluting first, and after the matter is completed, I will definitely give you an explanation."

After Zhang Anshi finished speaking, he saluted everyone in the hall, and his expression was very respectful.

This move also moved everyone present, and they bowed in return, constantly praising Zhang Anshi's loyalty.

For a time, this main hall was full of the tragedy of "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return".

Without further words, the Zhang Dang in the hall got the order written by him from Zhang Anshi, saluted him again, and left Zhang's house one after another.

There is no turning back.

……

The Shangsi Festival is the third day of March, and it has already begun spring, so it stands to reason that the temperature should be warmer day by day.

However, because of the inverted spring cold, this day turned out to be extremely cold.

Zhang Dang sneaked out of the general's mansion, and after probing his head to check it, he scattered and went his own way.

They had already prepared a nocturnal talisman for a long time, so they didn't have to worry about encountering the city patrol pavilion guards to check on them.

Just after the ugly time, these big and small "leaders" of the Zhang Party took place one after another and began to devote themselves to this rebellion.

Under the cover of night, many ill-intentioned figures ran back and forth on the official road, walking through the remote alleys......

The doors opened and closed, and ulterior messages and orders were being passed quickly.

Under their tandem, there was an undercurrent surging under the seemingly calm Chang'an City, and many people who should have been asleep did not sleep.

On weekdays, the most lively place in Chang'an City is the northern city where the Hanmen Shu people live.

Tonight, Beichengguo was as quiet as ever, and there was nothing else to attract attention except for a few bright spots in the sporadic place.

However, in Shangguanli, Beique Jiadi and Qili, where the giant family gathers, there are hundreds of mansions that are brightly lit and full of people.

These mansions are inhabited by the so-called giant families, not to mention that the family is more than 100 million yuan, and the status is even more unattainable.

The servants of each of their families, under the command of their master, received swords, clubs, and vine shields and crossbows from the storehouse, and their movements were very skillful, and they did not notice any difference.

In the Han Dynasty, slaves and maids are not even people, they are only the property of the master's family, and they are not much different from cattle and horses.

But these slaves and maids are not all poor people, and a large part of them can rely on the power of the master's family to run rampant in the countryside and fish the common people.

Even the family of some big slaves can reach millions of dollars, or even tens of millions of dollars, and ordinary magistrates are not taken into account at all.

They can clearly set up their own doors, but they hide in the shadow of the family, enjoying the preferential treatment of not paying taxes and not obeying forced labor.

Now, the lord ordered them to "support the Han family", and promised a lot of fame and fortune.

Under the temptation of these external things, many of the slaves were carried away and participated in the rebellion with excitement and excitement.

In just one hour, the thousands of slaves of these great families were ready to go, forming a chaotic army of 5,000 people.

Servants gathered in the front yards of various mansions, either sharpening their weapons, drinking and eating meat, or fantasizing about the wealth at their fingertips......

It's not lively.

At this moment, there are also city patrol pavilion guards patrolling the city, so the house slaves can't do anything immediately, but they are all a little impatient.

According to the original plan, today, that is, an hour later, Sima Fu will order the removal of Sanfu's patrol guards.

At that time, Chang'an City will become an empty city!

At that time, these house slaves will rush out of the mansion under the leadership of their own families, converge on the North Que Square, and then attack the gate of Weiyang Palace......

After that, many things will be natural, and success is a matter of course, and it seems impossible for any twists and turns to happen.

In the face of this earth-shattering wealth, who can calm down?

The house slaves, who couldn't wait to get this heavenly wealth, gathered behind the door of the mansion and kept looking out through the crack in the door, wanting to be the first to rush out.

However, they still have to suppress their restless hearts and wait for a signal.

……

At the time of unitary, in the main hall of the Wei Mansion, there stood an old man, a middle-aged man and seven young people.

Of course, this old man is Wei Xian, this middle-aged man is Wei Xuancheng, and the seven young people are Wei Xuancheng's nephews.

In fact, the people of the Han Empire did not prohibit ordinary weapons, but it was strictly forbidden to keep armor privately.

As a result, the young men wore only well-fitting robes and no armor.

But they had long swords at their waists, and they exuded a heroic spirit from the inside out.

Of course, after all, they have not been on the battlefield, but they have only practiced some fist and foot swordsmanship in private, so this heroic spirit seems to be a little lacking in momentum.

Wei Xuancheng has four brothers, the eldest brother Wei Fangshan is the county guard of Henan, the second brother Wei Hong is the county guard of Anding, and the third brother Wei Shun is the deputy captain of the Handong Metropolitan Protectorate.

They have all participated in the conspiracy planned by Zhang Anshi, but they are not in Chang'an City at the moment.

Therefore, the task of leading the Wei's family slaves to Beique Square to make a rebellion naturally fell on these seven sons and nephews.

As for Wei Xuancheng's own sons, they did not show up tonight, but stayed in their own mansion, which did not make Wei Xian suspicious.

Because of Wei Xuancheng's brothers, except for himself, who has already split up, the other three brothers have not yet separated.

Although he did not live in Wei Xian's mansion because of his foreign officials, he would send his sons back to be educated.

So Wei Xian and Wei Xuancheng's son are not close, but more like outsiders.

None of them were called by Wei Xuancheng to participate in today's major events, but they made Wei Xian feel more at ease.

"Wei Yu, Wei Fang, Wei Huan......" Wei Xian shouted with a serious face.

"Yui!" Three young men in their twenties immediately stepped forward.

"Go to the front yard and take the house slaves, let them have a full meal, and get ready to go out at the right time."

"Yui!" The three brothers gladly accepted the order and returned the salute with their hands crossed.

"Wei Zhuang, Wei Ba!" Wei Xian called two more names.

"Yui!" Two younger young men stepped forward.

"Today, Zhang Pengzu will lead reinforcements to enter from the north gate, and the two of you will take twenty slaves and ambush them at the city gate, ready to respond."

"Yui!" The two replied.

"Wei Zhuang, Wei You!"

"Yui!"

"You two go and choose twenty reliable house slaves now, prepare the carriage, and follow me and your uncle to Zhijinwu to give orders!"

"Yui!" Neither of them had a single superfluous word.

Wei Xian looked at his handsome and upright grandchildren, and felt very satisfied in his heart, and even bred a heroic general.

It seems that as long as the soldiers and colonels under his command obey the orders effectively, it seems that it is not too difficult to command the battle.

Which of the seven grandchildren in front of him is not a young talent, and which one is not a model for the children of the family?

If it was in the past, when these good men reached this age, everyone should be out of office.

Those who are less lucky can make up for the Lang official of the Son of Heaven and go to Weiyang Palace to accompany the Son of Heaven or the prince to study.

Those who are lucky can also be sent out to a certain county to govern and become Baili Hou.

In short, their careers will be very smooth.

In time, Wei Xian's seven good grandchildren will definitely be able to shine in the court and occupy a place.

At that time, they will support each other and become the rhizomes of the big tree, so that the Webster family will continue to live in the court.

Children have grandchildren, grandchildren have children, children and grandchildren, there is no limit to scarcity.

However, the situation is completely different now.

None of these seven good sons and grandchildren can go out smoothly, let alone say that it is a 600-stone Tianzi Lang official, even a 100-stone simp can't mix.

It's not that Wei Xian didn't think about letting them participate in the imperial examination, but he really couldn't pass the exam.

Just like the eldest Wei Yu, Wei Fang, and Wei Huan, they have participated in the imperial examination once last year, but they are not on the list.

In the Confucian scripture exam, they can still get good marks by studying at home, but once they get to the practical one, they can't do it at all.

As for the subject of [Virtuous Literature], which only examines Confucianism, the number of students admitted each year is the smallest, and it is not easy to get in.

Judging by this trend, I am afraid that none of Wei Xian's seven grandsons will be able to successfully pass the imperial examination.

Watching the children of those Hanmen Shu clan or Li Min people "enter the house", Wei Xian was anxious in his eyes and angry in his heart.

This is also one of the reasons why Wei Xian is desperate to become a party with Zhang Anshi.

He knew that as long as Zhang Anshi's plan could succeed, the road for the children of the family would definitely be reopened.

Because Zhang is actually facing the same problem as Webster.

And it's not just the two of them? All the great families in the world are facing the same dilemma.

"There's still some time, let's go down and prepare separately, don't miss the business." Wei Xian nodded and said.

"Yui!" The young men responded crisply, and bowed and retired.

As everyone left, the main hall was empty, leaving only Wei Xian and Wei Xuancheng, father and son.

"Is it already arranged in your house?" Wei Xian asked.

"The house has been arranged and arranged, and I ordered them to close their doors, so I don't think there will be negligence." Wei Xuancheng replied.

"Okay, you don't want your sons to be involved in this matter, and you don't blame you for being a father, everyone has their own ambitions, and they can't be forced." Wei Xian said.

"I can't thank my father enough for being able to understand my difficulties." Wei Xuancheng said movingly.

"That's it, don't mention it." Wei Xian waved his hand, a little impatient.

"No!"

"Show me the order I asked you to draw up, show it to me again!" Wei Xian stretched out his hand and asked.

"Father, please take a look." Wei Xuancheng hurriedly took out the order from his arms and handed it to Wei Xian's hand.

The latter took this order, stamped with the official seal of the Great Sima, and looked at it on the oil lamp, which was exactly the same as what he saw in today's time.

After confirming it repeatedly, Wei Xian was finally relieved, but he did not return the order to Wei Xuancheng, but took it into his arms.

"Father......?" Wei Xuancheng asked suspiciously.

"This matter is very important, in order not to let others be suspicious, go with you for the sake of the father." Wei Xian stroked his beard thoughtfully.

What does this not make others suspicious? It is clear that he wants to stare at Wei Xuancheng, lest the latter make up his mind temporarily, change his mind, and ruin the big thing.

"Father is thoughtful, but father has to work harder." Wei Xuancheng said as if he couldn't bear it.

"This matter is about the life of the world, the old and the remnants of the old age, if it can play some role, there will be no regrets in death." Wei Xian said very frankly.

"My father understands righteousness, and I will always follow suit." Wei Xuancheng's eyes were a little evasive, but he was not seen by his father.

"After an hour, we must wait for the matter to be completed before we can send a letter elsewhere, and then the others will cause trouble, so there must be no mistakes."

"Father, don't worry, I will do my best." Wei Xian bowed his head and said.

"Okay, success or failure in one fell swoop!"

An hour is not too long, and it passes in the blink of an eye.

At that time, the side door of the back house of the Wei Mansion opened, and an car, escorted by more than 20 people, rushed in the direction of the Jinwu Temple.

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