After the ceremony of the title of kings, the court quickly fell into peace, but there was already undercurrents in the seemingly calm court.

The most active ones were Gao Huan and his Golden Feather Guards, who listened to almost all the important officials' daily life.

Even the night talk with the concubine at the bedside at night could be heard clearly, and no one knew what method they used.

Soon, Gao Huan was depressed to find that this was mostly useless.

The people who work hard for the Great Qi are almost extinct and there is no way to find out anything.

After several cleanings, these officials were either promoted by Chen Shou or were depressed and unsuccessful in the past. It is not unfair to die when Da Qi came to this point.

In ordinary dynasties, even in the late years, there are always a few loyal ministers and righteous men who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the dynasty. Now it is hard to find any one.

Gao Huan was busy for several days, so he naturally didn't want to waste his time, so he handed over the information to Chen Shou.

The purpose is very obvious. For example, the prince showed that he had no credit and hard work. He had been working hard for his great cause and was not idle.

He also knew it himself. When he arrived at Chen's mansion, he saw Zhang He, and walked up to him and hugged his shoulders and said, "Brother Zhang He, if you give these to the prince, you will say that I am busy with official duties and will not pay my respects."

"What's this?"

"It's all the information I have collected from my brother."

When Zhang He heard this, he did not dare to neglect. He was always by Chen Shou's side, and of course he knew Chen Shou's importance to intelligence.

After a knock on the door, Zhang He pushed the door in and saw Chen Shou sitting on the Grand Master's chair. There were two maids from the Western Regions standing around, both blushing and embarrassed.

He coughed lightly and lowered his head and said, "Prince, this was sent by Gao Huan early in the morning. He said that it was the information he collected and asked his subordinates to transfer it to the prince."

Chen Shou patted Tao'er's butt, and the latter hired Tingting to come forward and came back with a pile of files.

"So many?" Chen Shou was shocked. Has Gao Huan solved another major case?

Thinking of this, Chen Shou was still a little excited. He sat up straight, and it was obvious that it was half a stick of incense.

After the tea was cold twice, Chen Shou pushed his hand and lay down cursingly.

Looking at the messy information collected by Gao Huan, he cursed and said, "This tall stick is so useful to collect these bird information? It's just a waste of money and manpower. And you, don't send anything to the room, a waste of time."

Zhang He cursed in his heart, no wonder he didn't come to see him off, which made him scold him.

Chen Shou stood up, walked to the railing, and asked, "Is there any news in Hedong?"

"Go back to the prince, there is no return from Hedong cavalry yet."

"knew."

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In late September, although the Fen River has not frozen, it is still wet and cold soaked in bones.

Yuan Xiannian was standing on the east bank of the Fen River in the army, shaking off the cold water on his body repeatedly.

Not long ago, before dawn, he personally led his troops to lay wooden boards on the boat bridge. He couldn't see clearly and accidentally fell into the river.

Fortunately, the guard grabbed the wooden stake and got up. His lower body was wet, and he was even more trembling with coldness at this time.

"Bang! Bang..." The sound of the hammer hitting the wooden stakes was staggered and even, and the brothers on the bridge were still strengthening the wooden stakes. This season, the river was not deep, and the soldiers used ropes to fix the boats. Because there were many cavalrymen in Taiyuan, they rammed wooden stakes in the middle of the river to stabilize the boat bridge so that the cavalry could also cross the river quickly.

In the casino in Bianliang, almost all the counterparts were optimistic that Zhang Zhengyuan's troops would take down Longmen Mountain first.

However, the fact is that Yuan Xiannian pushed forward all the way and rushed to Fen River with thunder.

After the past, it was Longmen Mountain and the old nest of the Jiang family in Hedong for a hundred years.

As the legitimate son and grandson of the Yuan family in Baibogu, Yuan Xiannian should have inherited the family's legacy and then continued to fight against Longmen Mountain.

Now he is leading a large army and is about to destroy the enemy that has been around for a hundred years, but his mood is very different from before.

He was even a little worried, fearing that his own forces would have many thoughts that they shouldn't have if they lost this enemy.

There was a personal guard by the bridge, lit a bonfire for him to keep Yuan Xiannian warm.

"fire?"

Yuan Xiannian smiled and said, "The fire was lit up and confused the guards. Let's see if they dare to go out of the city to fight."

In the distance, Jiang Chucai was in the camp at the foot of Longmen Mountain, nervously watching more and more people killing from the Fen River.

His eyes were red, and he hadn't had a good night's sleep these days, and he was on the verge of collapse.

But in a desperate situation, he became energetic again, shouting and commanding his subordinates to prepare to defend the city.

He didn't even dare to let his troops go to the Fenshui River to defend, because Jiang Chu knew that once these people were allowed to leave the city, how many of them would not surrender?

In the early morning, the fog was particularly severe by the river. Looking along the eyes, it was almost white.

At this moment, I suddenly saw several rioters running out of the fog and shouting loudly.

The defenders under the city widened their eyes, turned around and left immediately, shouting: "Go away quickly, the enemy soldiers are coming! Retreat one after another!"

That was Jiang Chucai's close confidant soldiers, almost private soldiers. In the end, the trustworthy person was helplessly defending the riverside. Although he did not surrender, he also fled in sight.

"Papapapapapapapa..." A string sound came from the fog. These Jiang Chucai's personal soldiers shrank their necks and ran desperately. From time to time, the sound of "pupapapapa" arrows inserted into the soil came from time to time in his ears.

The sound of horse hooves on all sides sounded, but nothing could be seen. In the fog, it seemed like a group of ghosts were dying from people.

"Pu!" Jiang Chu suddenly heard a heavy object hit the ground. He turned his head and looked at it. He saw a soldier beside him plunging to the ground. An arrow feather was inserted into his head without a helmet. He didn't even snort, but his limbs were still twitching.

Jiang Chucai even felt sweat on his head at this time. He quickly held up his helmet, pulled his neck, and gasped, but he couldn't give a decent command from his mouth.

Commanding a battle is the most taboo, and of course it doesn’t matter to him.

Soon, black shadows rushed out of the fog when they were facing each other, and Chen Shou's cavalry came over!

Wailings came from a distance soon, and Jiang Chu realized that not many of his personal soldiers could come back.

These people have failed their trust and are the most suitable to reap the lives of the enemy when they cross the river.

However, Jiang Chucai's last personal soldiers did not even have a round of volleys, so they turned around and fled in scattered ways.

No one wants to have too many hatreds with the imperial soldiers at this time to prevent them from being liquidated.

A huge slamming wood was pushed by a chariot, with fire-proof and smash-proof animal skins on it.

The huge impact sound was like hitting the city tower, in everyone's heart.

They stood numbly, not knowing what to do, and couldn't raise the courage to resist.

Many people threw their weapons in advance, raised their hands above their heads early, and even had many malicious eyes that looked at Jiang Chu from time to time.

At this time, Jiang Chu took out a trace of his ruthlessness as a powerful vassal and separating the powerful.

He glanced around roughly, laughed bitterly, drew his sword and committed suicide, and fell straight down from the city wall.

As soon as Jiang Chucai died, the soldiers guarding the city were either kneeling down to surrender, or pulled out their military jackets and fled in scattered.

Before the bumping wood could be opened, the city wall was already in chaos, and the Jiang family in Longmenshan was completely finished.

The fog gradually dissipated, the city gate was finally knocked open, and countless soldiers and horses rushed into the city like a tide.
Chapter completed!