There was silence in Hanyuan Palace, and the ministers were silent, as if time had gone back. Ten years ago, it was also the New Year's Day celebration, and the scene of Zhang Potian being forced to step down by Cui Yuan seemed to have reappeared.

But Cui Yuan is not Zhang Potian, he still has strong strength, and it is still unknown who can win to death.

After a long silence, Cui Yuan finally said to Emperor Li Shi: "Your Majesty, I also hope to explain the matter clearly and give everyone justice. Please forgive me!"

Li Shi nodded slightly and agreed to his request.

"Your Majesty has an order to announce the visit of Cui Xiong!"

"Xun Cui Xiong's meeting..."

The voice gradually spread farther away. At this time, Cui Yuan glanced at Wei Yan and said coldly: "I call Cui Xiong to confront him. I don't know what Wei Shangshu's witness is, so don't tell me it again."

"Hmph! Not only is it a witness, I will invite a real hero to confront Cui Xiong." He quickly walked to His Highness and whispered a few words to a guard, who then quickly left the palace.

Cui Yuan's eyes flashed, and everyone stopped talking, thinking about their own thoughts. The atmosphere in the hall became extremely dull, and bit by bit time passed slowly. Just a quarter of an hour passed, as if it had been through thousands of years.

There were finally a rushing footsteps outside the hall, and everyone suddenly felt energetic. A guard ran in quickly, knelt down and saluted, "Report to Your Majesty, Cui Xiong and Zhang Huan are here!"

Li Shi looked at Cui Yuan and Wei Yan, and a trace of extremely small cunning expression appeared in his eyes. He flashed by. He smiled and said, "Two dear friends, will you start now?"

Cui Yuan and Wei Er looked at each other deeply and nodded at the same time.

"Give Zhang Huan white clothes and Xuan and the two of them to meet!"

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The so-called white cloak is a gift from the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty to meet people without identity. Soon, Zhang Huan put on white cloak and slowly walked to the most magnificent palace of the Tang Dynasty.

Confused, contempt, admiration, all kinds of eyes were intertwined, as if layers of large nets wrapped him tightly, but his eyes were calm and calm, walking with his head held high in front of countless proud and noble heads.

Cui Xiong behind him was not afraid, and walked into the hall proudly, as if a fighting rooster was looking for an opponent everywhere, his eyes full of contempt and arrogance.

A clear voice and a hoarse voice sounded in the hall one after another, "Zhang Huan, a native of Taiyuan... Cui Xiong, the rank of Fengxiang Army... I bow to His Majesty the Emperor, I wish His Majesty long live His Majesty, long live His Majesty!"

"Two flats!" Li Shi looked at the two young men with interest. He still had an impression of Cui Xiong. At the Qujiang Banquet in March last year, he beat the grandson of Guo Ziyi, the prince of Fenyang County, to the point of bleeding.

Li Shi shook his head secretly, and his eyes fell on Zhang Huan. He took Zhang Huan's famous disc and flipped it around and said, "So you are Zhang Shangshu's nephew."

Zhang Huan nodded and said in a deep voice: "That's right!"

At this time, Cui Qinggong next to him could no longer bear it. He stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, since both parties are here now, you can tell who is taking the initiative, so why bother to worry about his son and nephew?"

"Celebrate the merit!" Cui Yuan glared at him fiercely, turned around and smiled at Li Shi, "I see that these two young people are all holding their heads up and are very courageous. Why do you want them to tell them by themselves to express their merits. What does Your Majesty think?"

"Okay, then who will tell you first?"

"I'll come first!" Cui Xiong stood up, he glanced at Zhang Huan contemptuously, as if he was not ashamed to be with this persuasionist. He bowed to the ministers of the hall and said, "Cui Xiong, two months ago, was the scout captain of Fengxiang Army. On the tenth of December, I followed General Yan Tai's military order and led a hundred men to visit the Uighur army camp in Ma'anling. Due to the strict defense of the enemy, I led my brothers to observe the ridge, but accidentally discovered the heavy area of ​​Uighur food and grass behind the ridge, with about 2,000 people guarding me. I knew very well that if the Uighur lost food and grass, their army would be defeated, so I took the night to touch the enemy camp and set fire to their food and grass."

Speaking of this, Cui Xiong vaguely said, "It was dark and windy at that time. I ignited the pile of forage with a rocket, and I was able to complete it, and I had no vain words!"

"Your Majesty! Dear Ministers! Every word that my child says is true."

Cui Qinggong proudly raised the confession of the Uighurs and a long burnt sword, and whispered loudly: "I have the confession of the Uighurs and the sword left by my son on the scene, this is the evidence."

He turned around and glanced at Zhang Huan coldly, and said disdainfully: "Scholars! If you want to make a contribution, you must also divide the occasion and the target. If you attack the Uighur camp, I don't understand that you don't have the courage."

This time, Cui Yuan did not stop Cui Qinggong from making a move, nor did he accuse him of his rudeness to the emperor. He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep.

The voices of discussion in the hall were whispering at first. With Cui Qinggong's evidence, the voices of discussion began to grow louder and louder. Even Pei Jun and Chu Xingshui could not hide the anxiety in their eyes. They looked at Wei Yan together. The time, place, people and Cui Xiong were all occupied. How should Zhang Huan turn around? Does he have any evidence in his hands? If he only had red mouths and white teeth, the battle for military merit would be a sure loss.

Zhang Huan smiled faintly, "I dived into the grain warehouse from the river and lit the fire..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ang laughed and interrupted his narrative, "Nephew Zhang, people should be self-aware. If it is summer, it would be reasonable for you to go in through the water, but this is the cold winter of December. Don't you think you are ridiculous?"

"Shangshu Wang is delicate and naturally cannot imagine the situation of going down the river in December. But not to mention going down the river on the battlefield, it is extremely normal to go down the sea of ​​fire."

Zhang Potian stood out of the court with a smile. He stepped forward and bowed deeply to Li Shi and said, "Your Majesty! I have just been distracted and I haven't heard what General Cui said clearly. Can you please ask him again?"

At this time, except Cui Yuan, all the ministers in the hall were extremely surprised and even shocked. Zhang Potian actually stood up for Zhang Huan. Could it be that the two Zhangs, who had been hostile to each other for ten years, had made up again?

The Li Shi nodded meaningfully and expressed his agreement with Zhang Potian's request. Zhang Potian looked at Cui Yuan again and smiled and said, "The Prime Minister is not against it!"

Cui Yuan touched his huge nose and smiled and said, "Why did the Grand Master say this? Just ask!"

Zhang Potian slowly walked to Cui Xiong with his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Little General, I just heard from you that you were just a scout lieutenant two months ago. You went to Ma'anling to visit the Uighur army and only led one hundred subordinates. Is that right?"

Cui Xiong straightened his thick neck and swallowed, "That's right!"

Zhang Potian nodded and asked again: "You said you ignited the grain stack with a rocket, right?"

"No! I lit the forage stack first." Cui Xiong began to get a little nervous, his voice trembling slightly.

Zhang Potian smiled slightly, "Then let's put the weeds! Well! I still remember you said there were two thousand Uighur soldiers guarding in the grain warehouse, right?"

Cui Xiong nodded, he looked at his father with some anxiety, and Cui Qinggong gradually realized that something was wrong. When he filed with the Ministry of War, he did not take this matter seriously, so he did not carefully consider some details. Generally, civil officials could not hear the flaws, but Zhang Potian was different. He was a veteran who had been fighting for decades, and he understood!

But now he had no choice but to watch Zhang Potian ask his son. In fact, he had just learned that Zhang Huan was diving in and burning military rations. Before that, Sima, who had examined the on-site marching, told him that it was impossible to burn military rations in the grain warehouse.

Cui Qinggong's eyes flashed, as if he was thinking.

At this time, Zhang Potian glanced at Cui Xiong again without saying a word, and suddenly asked, "Since you have more than a hundred people, how did you avoid the patrol of the sentry?"

"We didn't see the sentinel at that time!" Cui Xiong blurted out.

"Is that true? Since I haven't seen the sentry, why do I still use rockets? Isn't it enough to just go in and burn food?"

"No! No! I mean, the sentry didn't find me, I was alone infiltrating the enemy camp, and the brothers were waiting outside!"

Zhang Potian smiled faintly, "More than a hundred cavalry were waiting outside but they were not discovered. These Uighur soldiers guarding the grain warehouse should really die."

"They are all miles away, of course they won't be discovered!" Cui Xiong was a little anxious.

"Then how did you escape? Don't tell me that after shooting the rockets, the Uighur sentry hadn't discovered you yet, and then you just left calmly in the chaos?"

At this time, Wei Yan, who was standing beside him, said loudly: "That's right, the most taboo thing about the grain warehouse is fire. A fire suddenly pops up in one corner. Even if the patrol is blind, what about the tower? Can't they see it? Since they have been discovered, can you leave calmly? Don't say that the brothers are here to help, your brothers are miles away!"

Cui Xiong's face was flushed and could not say a word. Cui Yuan next to him finally couldn't help but smooth things over for him and said, "Both are both men who lead troops. You should know that the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly and cannot be measured by imagination. Therefore, Cui Xiong was just lucky enough to succeed, otherwise he would have died long ago."

"The Prime Minister said it very well, it cannot be imagined." Zhang Potian smiled and asked Cui Xiong again: "What bow did General Cui use at that time?"

"This..." Cui Xiong no longer dared to answer casually. He couldn't pull the big hard bow like a 300-pound pound. After thinking about it, he still answered truthfully: "I used an ordinary bow of about 100-pound pound."

"Yes! You are telling the truth." Zhang Potian took out a map from his arms and shook it open: "The copy of the map I borrowed from the Ministry of War at this time is the map of the Ma'anling Raider Raid. It was painted by Sima of the marching at that time, and his signature was also on it."

He raised the map high and said loudly to the ministers: "The map is clearly written. The fences of the grain warehouse are as high as four meters high, and the grain stacks are even a hundred steps away from the fence. If the bow and arrow have to cross these fences and shoot the grain stacks, at least one hundred steps away. One mile or one step away, it is two hundred steps away from the grain stack. However, the longest range of a large hard bow of 300 kilograms is only a hundred steps away. How can General Cui's ordinary bow of about 100 kilograms shoot two hundred steps away? Besides, he said that the one who shot was the pile of forage, and the piles of forage were all in the second row, which was simply blocked?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Potian asked Cui Xiong with a smile: "Let me tell me, how did you shoot two hundred steps with a hundred kilogram bow, and use a rocket to shoot through two feet of grain stacks, ignite the pile of grass behind?"

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Chapter completed!