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Yang Fenglou ordered someone to escort him down, and specially told Wang Xiaoquan that if he wanted to kill him, he could, but he had to wait for two days, after all, the information provided by Mrs. Zhang was very important, and in order to prevent any omissions, he should be allowed to live for two more days.

After everyone left, Yang Fenglou sat in the room, thinking quietly/

The information provided by Mrs. Zhang is too complicated, and he can't help it.

Secretive, Zheng Jing anti-Tang, the salt gang supports Huang Chao, and the most important thing is Nie Yijin's entry into the palace, these things, which one is enough to shake the world, Yang Fenglou must first screen it, so as not to play any trick on himself that Old Lady Zhang plays, if a key sentence is deliberately concealed or misled by him, it is really a dead person without any discussion.

Yang Fenglou thought about it for a long time, and was still more inclined that he was telling the truth.

Yang Fenglou remembers clearly, in order to live for himself, he can even ignore the life of his own son Zhang Dashan, and now it has fallen into the hands of Yang Fenglou, since there is no hope of survival, there is no need to deceive himself in these things.

Besides, Old Lady Zhang has a grudge with him, as long as it is because of the matter of Wei Tang, in his heart, resentment of Wei Tang and resentment of Yang Fenglou are probably the same, in this case, all kinds of plans of Wei Tang are confessed, even if he dies, it can also prompt Yang Fenglou and Wei Tang to continue to fight, no matter who wins or loses, it is a good thing for him, if he can lose both, I am afraid that Old Lady Zhang will laugh off his big teeth in Huangquan.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Fenglou let out a long breath.

These things should be true.

Out of prudence, he still beckoned Wang Xiaoquan to come in, and explained that he asked Mrs. Zhang again to make sure that the authenticity of these things was confirmed, and for insurance, Yang Fenglou even handed him the set of tools that Wang Xiaoquan copied again.

Looking at Wang Xiaoquan's appearance as if he had obtained a treasure, Yang Fenglou believed that Old Lady Zhang, the enemy who killed his father, fell into the hands of Wang Xiaoquan, and if he didn't want to tell the truth, he might not be able to do it.

After arranging this matter, Yang Fenglou continued to think, if these things are true, then how to deal with it?

Trouble!

None of them are small, but they are difficult to solve directly.

As the so-called lonely evidence does not stand, it is difficult to win the trust of others just by relying on the words of Mrs. Zhang.

Go to the court and tell the Son of Heaven that there are people around you who are going to send you a girl, and then cause trouble in the world?

In the letter to the imperial court, the Zheng clan in Xingyang wants to rebel, and now they will encircle and suppress the guests, focusing on the arrest of Zheng Jinggongzi? Who can believe it?

Writing to the imperial court, Huang Chao has a new arm to help, and if he dies early, he will capture the eastern capital Luoyang? Who can believe it?

It is difficult to win the trust of others in any matter, and it is naturally difficult to get help from others.

The most important thing is that Yitang used the lives of Liu Puhe and his wife to blackmail Nie Yijin and sent her to the palace, which is only three years.

In the course of three years, it was really difficult to deal with Huang Chao, the close ministers of the Son of Heaven, Zheng Jing, and Nie Yijin.

For a full day, Yang Fenglou locked himself in the house, and didn't even eat several meals, just meditating and thinking about it, from the beginning of the lanterns, to the full moon in the middle of the sky, to the beginning of the sunrise, and then to the sunset.

This made the people in Guihe's class don't know what to do.

Finally, the door opened.

Yang Fenglou, who looked haggard, finally appeared at the door.

"Fenglou, how are you?"

"What's there, everyone work together, don't burn your body......"

"General Yang, what are we going to do next?"

Yang Fenglou shook his head, took out two thick letters, and handed them to Chai Fei.

"You go back to Chang'an, give this letter to General Song Hao, and when you pass through Luoyang, give this letter to Yang Fuguang and Yang Dujian, and leave now. ”

Chai Fei took the letter, didn't say a word, turned around and left.

Yang Fenglou watched his back disappear outside the courtyard gate, and then let out a long breath.

It is up to people to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen.

Things have been arranged, and whether it can succeed or not depends on luck.

At this point, the rooster came over.

"Feng Lou, the right ** army Qingzhou marching chief history, ask to see. ”

Yang Fenglou was stunned when he heard this.

He led the rest of the Guihe class to Qingzhou this time, and the most fundamental purpose was to attack and kill Song Wei, the envoy of the Yicheng Army, and avenge the people of the Guihe class who died in Tongjian Villa in vain.

Since Song Wei is a high-ranking official in the court, this matter naturally needs to be acted in secret, Yang Fenglou knew that the Right ** Army had a stronghold in Qingzhou, but he did not notify them at all, first, because he was afraid of causing trouble for others, and secondly, he was also afraid that they would be loyal to their duties and make trouble in the matter of attacking and killing Song Wei.

In fact, the people of the Guihe class have been cautious when they entered Qingzhou, not only avoiding the eyeliner of the various yamen in Qingzhou, but also avoiding the eyeliner of the right ** army.

Why was he about to do it immediately, but he was found by the people of the Right ** Army in Qingzhou, and he came directly to the door?

Facing Yang Fenglou's puzzled eyes, the rooster also smiled wryly.

"Our brothers have always been cautious when they enter Qingzhou, not to mention anything else, with our kung fu to hide our whereabouts, in the case of mental calculation or unintentional, they will naturally not be discovered......

If you really talk about it, the matter is Wang Xiaoquan......"

Yang Fenglou understood when he heard it, and shook his head helplessly.

"Let's go, since everyone has come to the door, it's no fun for us to hide anymore, let's go, let's see what charter they have......"

After speaking, he walked to the living room.

As he walked, he had a lot of confidence in his mind, the most important of which was the relevant information of Shi Fang Wengong, the commander of the right ** army marching in Qingzhou.

Fang Wengong, originally a native of Qingzhou, joined the right ** army in the second year of Xiantong, and was responsible for intelligence collection under the command of the previous right ** army Qingzhou marching chief Shi, and for many years he was conscientious and conscientious, because of his merits, in Xiantong for thirteen years, after the previous marching commander Shi stepped down, he took over the position of the right ** army Qingzhou marching chief Shi, and was responsible for all related matters of the right ** army in the six counties of Qingzhou.

Fang Wengong is cautious, loyal and patriotic, and in the internal evaluation of the Right ** Army, he is very good, and when he was assessed last year, he had an eight-word comment, which was very pertinent.

Ability is acceptable, diligent.

Now, Mingmian's identity is the head of the Qingzhou Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall.

Judging from his information, the marching commander of the Right ** Army stationed in Qingzhou is an honest man who works diligently and diligently for the Right ** Army.

This is also the reason why Yang Fenglou is reluctant to contact him after arriving in Qingzhou, generally speaking, honest people are generally not too bold, and they are very disgusted with things that are out of line, even if they think about it with their feet, Yang Fenglou also knows that he will definitely not support himself to kill Song Wei.

While thinking about it, Yang Fenglou walked to the main hall of the small courtyard and saw Shi Fangwengong, the commander of the right ** army stationed in Qingzhou. (To be continued.) )