Chapter 386 The final contest (in the morning)

Since Zhang Huan became the governor, his secret organization, the Internal Affairs Department, has gradually surfaced. The Internal Affairs Department's name is the Military Discipline Supervision Department. A month ago, it had a special office. It is located in Chongrenfang, east of the Imperial City, and is close to the Imperial College. From the name, this seems to be just a military discipline supervision agency of the military. Moreover, the yamen is also very small, with a narrow door that can only allow two people to pass side by side. Therefore, the Internal Affairs Department has been listed for more than a month, and passers-by have basically ignored it. No one would have thought that this would be an intelligence agency in charge of 5,000 secret spies.

As soon as the sky was getting dark, a carriage stopped in front of the Internal Affairs Department. A man in his thirties came down. It was Li Qiu's chief aide Huang Yunqing. He looked around vigilantly, then quickly walked up the steps, took out a bronze medal and waved inside the door, flashed into the door. Although the outside of the yamen was very small, the light inside was dark, and buildings were stacked. Huang Yunqing walked through more than a dozen doors before coming to Li Fanyun's office room.

Li Fanyun was extremely busy these days. Although he did not come directly to deal with Li Mian and Cui Xiaofu, the command power was in Li Fanyun's hands. Every day, the information from Li Mian and the clan members gathered from various places. After being sorted out and analyzed by the internal staff, he finally handed over to Li Fanyun to make a decision. The clan affairs had already made them busy, but the Zhang Mansion assassination occurred in the early morning of this morning, which invisibly increased the burden on the Internal Affairs Department.

At this moment, Li Fanyun was sitting in front of a file and carefully considering the assassination of the Zhang Mansion. Judging from the information currently available, the two assassins should have been prepared for a long time and could clearly understand the path of the Zhang Mansion. They could even escape from the soldiers when they were seriously injured. It should be said that this was a long-planned assassination, and it was definitely not a temporary revenge of the "Jiangdu Incident".

It is really hard to infer who wants to kill his brother's son. Zhang Huan has come to this day step by step, and countless people want to kill him, Cui Xiaofu, Li Mian, Cui Qinggong, Zhu Ji, Wei Yan, and Wang Ang.

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Wait! Li Fanyun seemed to have thought of something. She immediately took out the inverted Zhang Huan vein map that she had sorted out in the past few days from the table. Cui Xiaofu, Li Mian, and Wang Ang were all among them. They would not have any problems at this time, causing the army to strengthen control over the whole city. Therefore, the person who wanted to kill Zhang Huan's son should not be in this vein map. Li Fanyun filtered the list and suddenly a name popped up in her mind. Could it be him?

"Report!" Someone loudly reported outside the door, "Huang Yunqing is here."

Huang Yunqing's arrival interrupted Li Fanyun's thoughts. She immediately put the files together, "Let him come in!"

Although the Zhang Mansion assassination case needs an explanation, compared to Li Mian's affairs, it is really just a trivial matter. Which one is more important? Li Fanyun knew clearly in her heart, and her thoughts immediately turned to Li Mian.

After a moment, Huang Yunqing hurried in. He came in and gave a bow, "Report to Li Sizheng, I have extremely important information."

"It was Li Mian who visited Li Qi just now!" Li Fanyun smiled and took out a piece of information from the table. "One and a half ago, Li Mian met Feng En, and he came to visit Li Qi directly without returning home. He stayed for a quarter of an hour. He was worried when he entered, but when he came out, he was refreshed and his steps were vigorous. You rushed to report immediately, which shows the importance of this matter. Tell me, what agreement did they reach? Did Li Qi agree to inherit the throne?"

Huang Yunqing was stunned for a moment. He had to admire Li Fanyun's power. He only guessed the truth from some clues. Li Mian's opponent was such a person. How could he succeed?

Huang Yunqing nodded, "Li Sizheng guessed it well. Li Mian really asked Li Qi to inherit the throne. Li Qi also agreed. It was the morning after tomorrow and the location was in Zongzheng Temple."

"Farce!" Li Fanyun snorted coldly. The dignified Minister of Rites came up with such a poor solution. Without seals, the participation of important officials of the court, and without absolute control of the army in the capital, Li Qiu wanted to ascend the throne as the emperor. Just with Duan Xiushi's 800 soldiers, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in their mansion, or the gangsters recruited on the street, they could enter the Ming Palace to win the world? These royal families were really confused. They had to pay their lives for the loss of a few dollars. It was so stupid!

Li Fanyun's identity is also a princess of the Tang Dynasty. She feels sad for the blind choices of her tribe members. Do they really think that the law does not blame the masses? If the law does not blame the masses, then what is Zhang Huan's all-in-one official and businessman in Jiangdu?

"Your information is very important. At least it allows me to know the time and place of their actions, so that I can deploy it calmly. Very good. I will remember you for one of my great achievements this time." Li Fanyun praised him with a smile.

Huang Yunqing hesitated for a moment and hesitated: "I have something I want to ask Li Sizheng to agree."

"What did you say?"

Huang Yunqing suddenly knelt down, and he cried and said, "After the regent as a throne, can I be allowed to become an official in the local area? I, I don't want to be a secret agent anymore."

Li Fengyun's face changed slightly, and she glanced at him coldly, "Why?"

"I, I feel really sorry for my conscience. I am not suitable for doing this kind of thing again." Huang Yunqing replied in a low voice.

Li Fanyun was silent for a long time before she sighed slightly, "Get up! Don't think of the Internal Affairs Department so terrible. In the future, the Internal Affairs Department will be against officials and not against the people, and will be the executive body of the Censorate. It will be a formal yamen. What's wrong with staying here? You are a Jinshi and can do a great job."

"This" Huang Yunqing hesitated. If it was really what Li Fanyun said, he could consider it.

Li Fanyun smiled gently, waved at him and said, "When you go back, think about it carefully, I believe you will make a wise decision."

Huang Yunqing left, Li Fanyun walked slowly to the window with her hands behind her back. She is thirty-five years old this year. Since she was eight years old, she has become a monk for Taoism, but her heart has not been on Taoism for a day. Hate, hope, incompetent love, and three emotions have entangled her for more than 20 years, causing her pain and confusion. Her parents' revenge has been avenged, and her father's last wish is to be realized. What about her? Where is her destination?

Cui Xiaofu's willful behavior forced them to face a battle of life and death. For this battle, Li Fanyun resolutely cut off this inappropriate love. Perhaps, the other side of love is hatred.

At this moment, Li Fanyun felt a feeling of fatigue that she had never felt before. Yes, after everything was over, she should return to the fork in the road she was eight years old, but now, she can't make any mistakes.

In an instant, Li Fanyun's thinking returned to her usual calmness and meticulousness. She immediately ordered her subordinates and said, "Go and invite General Gao Yunce and General Li Dingfang to me immediately, and then say that there is something big to discuss."

Several horses immediately galloped towards the Imperial City and the Daming Palace, and the fierce sound of horse hooves indicates that a bloody final contest is coming.

Chenliu, a cavalry of 20,000 people quietly arrived at this famous city in the Central Plains at dusk. This Wadeqing's foundation city suffered the most cruel revenge of Cui Qinggong during the Central Plains Rebellion. More than 50,000 people who had no time to escape were massacred by Cui Qinggong. Half of the entire city was burned down. Although the war had stopped for half a year, many escaped people returned to their hometowns and began to rebuild their homeland, but Zhang Huan looked devastated from the city wall.

Zhang Huan left Jiangdu on the day he accepted the surrender of the Chu family. He gave all the power to Li Guozhen to deal with the subsequent official and business incidents in Jiangdu City. While leaving Jiangdu, Zhang Huan ordered Wang Siyu to lead an army of 50,000 from the northeast, Lin Jiuhan led an army of 40,000 from the southeast, and Li Shuangyu led a 50,000 Xiangyang army from the west, attacking Li Xilie's troops in Huaixi on three sides. He also issued a blacklist of twelve people, including Li Xilie and other generals. Regardless of whether Li Xilie's troops were fighting or surrendering, all those on the blacklist would be executed, and the Huaixi army would be disbanded and returned to his hometown.

After deploying the matters between Jiangdu and Huaixi, Zhang Huan began to return to Chang'an under the escort of 20,000 cavalrymen, stopping and walking all the way, and Chen Liu was just a stop on his journey.

The sunset shines on the majestic city with gorgeous sunsets. Hundreds of purple glows of thousands of feet out of the sea of ​​clouds in the west, shining on the tall sentrymen. Zhang Huan stood on the city tower, staring at the extremely spectacular sunset and setting sun, staring at the faint Chang'an of the green mountains in the distance. The glow reflects his face in blood, breeze blows on his face, and the red tassels on his helmet flutter in the wind.

It was not until the rays of light were gradually swallowed up by the clouds and the gray-black clouds filled the sky that he reluctantly took his eyes from the distant West and turned to the city.

Zhang Huan's military camp was stationed outside the city. He rode out of the city gate. It was also desolate outside the city. Large areas of wheat fields were already deserted. Only one corner of the city wall was still preserved. It was about to mature. More than a dozen farmers were waiting in the wheat fields all night to prevent wild beasts and hungry people from stealing wheat.

He had just walked two steps when a roar came from the wheat field. There was still a hint of light in the night. A thin black figure ran desperately like a mouse. The farmers behind him chased him relentlessly and cursed loudly. The thin black shadow suddenly stopped. He waved his arms like a pilobar and shouted desperately, "Lu Ling Run! Run!"

This was the voice of a little boy. A smaller figure was about twenty steps ahead of him. It seemed to be a little girl. She cried loudly, "Brother, I'm afraid!"

The little boy turned around suddenly, clenched his fists and ran towards several farmers, "I'll give it back to you, okay!"

It was useless, just like a mouse falling into the eagle's claws. He struggled for only two times and was picked up by several farmers. He scolded and kicked him angrily. He didn't say a word, and only heard the little girl crying sadly, "Brother, spare my brother! I don't eat wheat anymore, I am willing to eat ants and insects!"

Before Zhang Huan could order, more than a dozen personal soldiers rushed up like a strong wind, surrounding several farmers and the brother and sister. Zhang Huan urged him to step forward and saw that the little boy was about seven or eight years old. He hugged his sister tightly, his forehead was covered with blood, and his eyes were staring at Zhang Huan stubbornly. His sister was only four or five years old, her face was covered with tears, her big eyes were full of fear, and both of them were ragged in clothes, looking thin and lonely.

"Can you do such a young child?" Zhang Huan pointed at the peasants with a whip and said angrily. When the peasants were surrounded by cavalry, they were frightened and frightened. He stepped forward and bowed, "Mr. Jun. I don't know. It's really not easy for us to grow some wheat. We also have to support the whole family. Jun. Jun. I pity them, but who pity us?"

"But they are still children, so let's not lose anything, why bother to hit him?" Zhang Huan's tone had obviously eased.

"It would be fine if it was his first time. This little bastard has been repeated and we really hate it." The farmer said, glaring at their brother and sister fiercely. The little boy did not show any weakness and cursed back: "You are the old bastard!"

"You!" The two farmers jumped up in anger, swung their fists and wanted to hit them again, but were stopped by their personal soldiers. "How dare you be rude in front of my governor?"

Zhang Huan looked at the boy in surprise. He spoke quite elegantly, unlike an ordinary wandering child. The soldiers took several farmers away. Zhang Huan turned over and dismounted, squatted in front of the two children, wiped away the tears from the little girl's face, took the steamed buns from his personal soldiers and handed them to her, "Child, eat!"

The little girl didn't dare to answer, she looked at her brother timidly. The little boy suddenly sighed and nodded. The little girl took the steamed bun with her hands trembling and started eating timidly.

Zhang Huan touched the two children as old as his children. He felt sad and asked, "Where are your parents! Why are you two left?"

"My father is the county magistrate of Yongqiu County. He was killed by Cui Qinggong's riot troops. My mother took us to escape here." The little boy pointed to a small mound in the distance, and tears suddenly flowed down, and he whispered: "My mother died of illness a month ago. We didn't want to leave her, so we lived in a nearby cave."

Zhang Huan's heart was as painful as a knife, and he asked again: "Isn't there any relief porridge? Why don't you go to the city?"

The little girl interrupted, "The big brothers in the city are so fierce. They always bully us and they can't get any porridge."
Chapter completed!