As he spoke, Zhang Bao's tone was a little hurrier, and he said:

"Father, after you go back, you must do it according to King Zhao's wishes, the Zhang family unites with the local scholars to completely take down the large and small yamen in the Hexi Corridor, it is not too difficult, the Western Army can be contained by Ye Yinting, the general of Guazhou Dao, you show the secret letter given to him by King Zhao, and he will give strong support."

"After all, our foundation for many years is in Guazhou, and it is not a Cao Kesheng who can easily shake it for half a year, only the Zhang family is getting stronger and stronger, and the children are in the capital, in front of King Zhao and them, the more confident they are."

Zhang Chong's eyes were calm, and he said heavily:

"My son has such wisdom and courage, and can endure humiliation and burden, why worry about not being a big deal in the future, you can rest assured, my father and the entire Zhang family are your strong backing, and they will definitely not hold you back."

The two talked for a while, and Zhang Chong got into a carriage surrounded by more than 20 government soldiers and guards under the gaze of Zhang Bao, the prince of the world, and embarked on the return journey.

……

As night fell, Zhang Chong's convoy had already left the crowded Chang'an City, and walked about 30 miles out of the city, and after more than an hour, there was a small town in front.

They were ready to rest there.

The carriage swayed and bumped along the official road.

Zhang Chong sat in the carriage and closed his eyes to recuperate, thinking about how to deal with Cao Kesheng in the shortest possible time, and then control the situation in Dunhuang Mansion and even the entire Guazhou.

Suddenly, he felt the carriage stop.

"Master Hou, there is someone blocking the road ahead."

Listening to the report of the chief of the guard, Zhang Chong frowned slightly.

Ma, now the world is too chaotic, and just a few dozen miles away from Chang'an City, robbers appeared.

At present, most of the so-called robbers around Chang'an are unemployed homeless people who have fled from other places, and during the day they go up the mountains to chop firewood, hunt and dig wild vegetables, etc., and cover their faces as soon as it gets dark and become robbers.

This has become a logical thing, and in the suburbs, the Yamen government can't manage it at all.

Zhang Chong has encountered such things along the way.

"Give me some money and get the deal done."

Zhang Chong, who didn't want to cause trouble, decided to break the fortune and avoid disasters.

The chief of the guard took the order and left.

But after a stick of incense, there was no response from outside, and the carriage was not on the road again.

These rice buckets, such a trivial matter as taking money to send people can't be done, so I have to go out in person.

Zhang puffed up the curtain of the car, jumped down and was about to open his mouth to curse, but he was stunned by the tragic appearance in front of him.

When he looked up, he saw the corpses of more than two dozen guards lying on the ground.

There wasn't a single one left, all of them were dead.

With just one stick of incense, he can quietly kill more than 20 guards who are not weak in martial arts, which is definitely not something that ordinary robbers can do.

Zhang Chong has seen the world and has not been paralyzed or screamed.

He looked up at the black-clothed people around him, his heart trembled violently, and he still pretended to be calm and said:

"All heroes have something to say, they go out to seek wealth and survive, and I have some gold and silver on my car, and all the heroes can take them all."

It seems that Yun Yun spoke lightly, but in fact, Zhang Chong's back was already soaked with cold sweat.

The other party's outfit, he seems to be so familiar.

The man in black at the head smiled gloomily and said hoarsely:

"The Marquis of Zhangfu is really a hero, and when he encounters such a scene, he can still blush and breathe, which is a bit determined."

Seeing that the other party accurately reported his identity, Zhang Chong's heart became even heavier, and he had a strong sense of panic.

He was a little dizzy, but he tried to calm himself, and he strengthened his spirits, arched his hand to the other party, and said a little sadly and humbly:

"Since you know my name, you must be prepared, Zhang will say, please tell your master, Zhang knows that he is wrong! From now on, go back to be an honest man, and no longer participate in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, please see that the ancestors of the Zhang family have made great efforts for the imperial court, and let Zhang Mou go. ”

The man in black at the head, he tilted his head slightly, and said:

"Yes, Hou Ye Zhang is very sincere now, and he is also aware of current affairs, but it's a pity that it's late..."

Without waiting for Zhang Chong to open his mouth to defend himself, he saw the arm of the man in black move, followed by a flash of cold light.

The world in Zhang Chong's eyes was quickly filled with a flash of ring-headed sword light.

"Porphyry..."

The human head rose into the sky, and blood spurted out from Zhang Chong's neck, soaring into the sky more than two meters high.

Splashed, the whole carriage was half stained red.

"Clean up the scene as a whole, don't leave any traces, and act quickly."

The man in black at the head commanded sharply.

Let's just say that the news of Zhang Chong's mysterious disappearance has not had time to spread out of the rivers and lakes, and the Zhang family, which is still waiting for the return of their father and son, has already ushered in the disaster of annihilation.

Cao Kesheng, the assassin of Guazhou, received a secret decree from the prince, indicating that Zhang's father and son had decided to defect to King Ning, and asked him to raid Zhang's house and destroy him.

Of course, Cao Kesheng understood.

The next day, several scholars who were also local to Dunhuang went to the Yamen of the Assassin's Mansion to report with their real names, saying that the Zhang family had colluded with the horse bandit rebels and was suspected of rebellion.

Such a big event, of course, Lord Assassin Shi did not dare to slack off, and he immediately brought officers and soldiers to surround the Zhang Mansion.

From the Zhang family's mansion, the "letters" of the patriarch Zhang Chong's contact with the rebel horse bandits were "searched", and several Zhang subordinates came out to identify them.

As a result, the Zhang family rebelled and rebelled, and the evidence was ironclad.

At this time, an armed group claiming to be the Zhang family's escort appeared outside the Zhang family's mansion, attacking the soldiers of the official mansion with weapons.

Cao Kesheng was furious and immediately transferred the Western Army stationed in Crescent Spring to suppress it.

Under the siege of the powerful Western Expeditionary Army and the officers and soldiers of the Assassin's Mansion, the huge Zhang family was raided and wiped out overnight.

……

There is one day left before the eighth day of the third month, the prince's wedding, that is, the seventh day of the third month.

The capital is lit up with lights, and it is even more lively than the New Year.

On the eighth day of the third month, the whole court was also on holiday, and all departments, except for the officials on duty, went home to celebrate the prince's wedding.

A young man in ordinary clothes walked hurriedly down the alley, his expression seemingly calm, but his eyes full of panic.

He is a shadow leader of the Dark Guard, responsible for keeping an eye on Zhao Wang Yuanluo.

It turned out that a mysterious person was connected with King Zhao, as if to carry out an assassination on the day of the prince's wedding tomorrow.

This news made him feel dead, and his first reaction was to find the governor to report it immediately, regardless of whether it was true or not.

This is a sensational event in the world.

Skirting an alley, there are two roads in front of you.

One is a large road with more people, and it is farther to go to the Dark Guard Headquarters, but it is better to be safe.

The other is the trail, which is off the beaten track, but it saves half the time.

He didn't hesitate too much and chose the big road.

He knew that compared to half the time saved, it would only take a quarter of an hour to gather the communists, and it was more important to safely send the information to the secret guard and present it to the governor.

Walking in the crowd, the buzzing voices around him made him feel a little more secure.

But on his back, there was still a burning feeling of being stared at.