"I tested him. Zhang Huan reminded me to be careful of offending the emperor, but he refused to criticize."

"Tsk! The responsibility he showed during the Southern Expedition should not be underestimated! Since he has responsibility, can he be satisfied with the current situation of the Tang Dynasty? As the Minister of the Ministry of War, he should know that the Tang Dynasty is now divided into southern and northern Xinjiang.

The army can be used. If something unexpected happens, the country will be in danger! Isn't he thinking of doing something?"

"During the Southern Expedition, he was responsible for the military envoy of Southern Xinjiang. Now he is the Minister of the Ministry of War, and his remaining edge has been worn away by the dogs in Chang'an. It is good to show goodwill to me."

"That's it!" Zhao Sanfu took a sip of wine, "Zhang Huan is a veteran general and has many connections in the army. If we can bring him in...that's it. Without him, wouldn't we be able to do anything?"

"We are in the business of losing our heads." Zheng Yuandong said in a deep voice: "The emperor is ignorant and ignorant. I always thought that I should imitate the emperor and force the palace to abdicate and become the supreme emperor to revive the Tang Dynasty! Do you know that when Emperor Wu was

, the matter of the Supreme Emperor and his son forcing the palace?"

"Of course I know." Zhao Sanfu put down his wine glass, "Back then, Emperor Wu was seriously ill and people in the palace were panicked. The Supreme Emperor and his son, mainly the current emperor, contacted Wu Xun and led the army into the palace. They killed several of Emperor Wu's confidants and took control of the court.

throughout……"

"The emperor is cautious, and the guards in Chang'an are watching closely. What we can do now is to recruit people." Zheng Yuandong stood up, "As the number one person under the guard of the King of Mirrors, you can't get hold of those people...

You still want to protect the lights of thousands of houses, what do you use to protect them? Your tongue?"

Zhao Sanfu clenched his fist and said, "Everything in the hands of the powerful is in Wang Shou's hands. This is why he is worried that the emperor will be jealous and silence him. If I get involved in this matter, it will definitely arouse suspicion in the palace..."

"To do big things, you need to be bold. Do you fear suspicion? Wang Shou has been suspected for many years, but he is still the leader of the mirror. You are not suspected, and you are still a dog coveting power in Han Shitou's eyes! What are you afraid of?"

Zheng Yuandong patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead and do it boldly."

He turned around, and Zhao Sanfu behind him asked, "How about that one?"

"I'll go take a look right now."

"Be careful, someone is watching you. It doesn't matter if you or I die, we will miss something important."

Zheng Yuandong stood at the door of the study, "I don't need you to teach me how to behave!"

Zhao Sanfu smiled bitterly.

Zheng Yuandong left here, wandering around the city of Chang'an, stopping from time to time to meditate for a long time on the flower branches peeking out from the wall, reciting a poem, or looking at the traveling ladies with a smile...

When he appeared in a certain alley, he suddenly moved and disappeared.

There were slight footsteps coming from behind.

A man dressed like a businessman turned into the alley. Seeing no one in front of him, he frowned and said softly: "This man actually ran away?"

He took a few steps forward and listened.

Various subtle sounds came from the houses on both sides, and in the distance, chickens croaked and dogs barked.

"That's it!"

The man was about to turn around and go back when his body suddenly froze.

"A dog on the mirror, or a person from somewhere?"

At some point, Zheng Yuandong appeared behind him.

The man didn't move and said slowly: "Shilang Zheng doesn't go home to play with women in broad daylight, but he hangs around here, so that people don't suspect it. Mirror stand, I have been ordered to patrol here."

"You have been following me since the training workshop..."

Before he finished speaking, the man in front of him suddenly jumped onto the iron bridge and fell backwards.

At the same time, he waved his right hand, and the black light flashed away.

Zheng Yuandong did not move.

The man was so happy that he kept the posture of the iron bridge and looked backwards.

Zheng Yuandong stretched out his hand, separated his fingers, and then closed them again. A thick needle was caught between his fingers.

"Your cultivation..."

Zheng Yuandong was born into an honorable family, and it goes without saying that his family background is well-off. He has been playful since he was a child. When he grew up, he and a group of friends roamed the city of Chang'an, not only doing evil things, but also often getting into fights and flying eagles.

When he turned eighteen, for some unknown reason, he suddenly came to his senses. He studied hard for years, and found that the descendants of distinguished nobles had their own channels for becoming an official. After becoming an official, his ability was impressive.

With ability and background, such officials will naturally flourish.

But no one has ever seen Zheng Yuandong take action.

According to outside speculation, Zheng Yuandong was just playing around when he was young and had no time to practice.

The flying needle on the pile is known as a masterpiece on the stage, and the iron bridge is even more unexpected.

Most good players would not be able to avoid this move, but Zheng Yuandong did not avoid it at all and easily caught the flying needle.

This kind of cultivation!

The man was shocked and his body rolled vertically.

When people's eyes are turned upside down, their judgment of space is not accurate enough. When they roll over, their vision changes drastically, which is even more dizzying.

The man rolled several times, and when he reached the wall, he pushed hard with his right hand, trying to use the force to fly into the air, and suddenly turned.

The hand pushed against the wall.

The strength has been borrowed.

As soon as his body took off, he saw someone waiting for him in front of him.

Zheng Yuandong stretched out his hand and patted it!

Turn around and leave.

The body of the man who had been hit on the forehead still flew away to the side, hit the wall and landed on the ground. His body struggled slightly, and then fell silent.

Zheng Yuandong turned around a few more times and finally came to the back of a large house.

He closed his eyes and held his breath, listening carefully to what was going on around him.

No one!

He passed the wall easily.

He seemed to be very familiar with the layout of the mansion and avoided the servants and maids along the way.

Until outside the study room.

There was a man in his thirties sitting in the study.

The man was holding a book in his hand, and a cold look could be seen between his brows.

"King!"

Someone called softly outside.

The man put down the book and asked, "Far East?"

Zheng Yuandong appeared outside the door.

"No need to be polite." The man nodded, "Would you like some hot tea?"

"No need." Zheng Yuandong said.

"It's rare for you to come here, but something happened in the court?"

"There is nothing major happening in the DPRK. There is still a stalemate between Northern Xinjiang and the emperor."

"That old bitch!" the man sneered, "One day, I will definitely skin him alive!"

"Your Majesty, please be patient," Zheng Yuandong said.

The man took a deep breath and said, "Don't be in a hurry."

"The king is wise." Zheng Yuandong said: "I am here to inform the king that I have failed to win over Zhang Huan."

"Zhang Huan is also an old minister, but he is willing to serve the false emperor. How shameless!" The man was slightly angry.

Zheng Yuandong said: "Now and then, your Majesty, please be patient while I wait outside and run around. There will always be a day when the false emperor is overthrown."

"Thank you for your hard work." The man nodded and said gently: "I remember it all!"

"Don't dare!"

Zheng Yuandong said: "I can't stay here for a long time. I'm leaving."

"Go for it!"

The man stood up and saw him off.

"Don't dare, Your Majesty, stay here!"

As soon as Zheng Yuandong went out, he heard someone say: "There is someone coming from the palace."

Two chamberlains came in with a roar.

"Your Majesty rewards King Zhen..."

Zhen Wang Li Xin, filial piety to the emperor's second son.

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