It was not until the afternoon that Zhang Huan slowly entered the city. The Tang army's burning, killing, looting in the city had gradually stopped and martial law was implemented. The streets were empty and every household was closed.

Zhang Huan did not stop and went directly to the palace. The palace was built with white stones and was very strong. However, the palace was in chaos at this time. After the Tang army entered the city, it was the first to be hit. However, it was once magnificent from its gorgeous wall decorations and precious Persian carpets.

"See General!" He Lou Wuji stepped forward and bowed to Zhang Huan, "According to the general's instructions, everyone will be arrested in advance."

He waved his hand and the soldiers rushed forward with dozens of people. The leader was an old lady. Behind her was a middle-aged lady with a beautiful face. Behind them were all young men and women, the oldest was over 20 years old, and the youngest was only seven or eight years old.

"The elderly woman is Hu Kei's old mother, the woman behind her is his Kedun (Queen), and the others are his princes and princesses."

“It’s done well!”

Zhang Huan patted his shoulder and smiled approvingly: "This time I will break through the Uighur capital, I will remember your first contribution!"

"Thank you, General!" He Lou Wuji knelt down on one knee and saluted. He suddenly remembered something again, quickly took out a letter from his arms, glanced at Uighur Kedun and said, "When my subordinates arrested her, they saw her burning this letter, so I almost robbed it."

"Oh!" What would be the letter that the Queen of Uighurs was eager to burn? Zhang Huan couldn't help but become more interested. He took the letter. The letter skin was burnt, but it was not damaged. He saw that the letter skin was written with six Chinese characters "Dengli Khan's Kiss" written on the letter skin. Zhang Huan suddenly felt that the handwriting seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it?

He then took out the letter and looked like it. Zhang Huan's eyes gradually narrowed into a slit. The letter was actually written by Cui Yuan to Denli Khan, asking for a joint establishment to lure Li Shi into Xishoujiang City. At the end, he let out a sigh of relief. The meaning of this letter was no less than that of his capture of Han's ears.

"Have you read this letter?" Zhang Huan looked at He Lou Wuji vigilantly.

"No, no!" He Lou Wuji's eyes seemed a little panicked.

"It's best if you haven't seen it. If you have seen it, you must forget it immediately, otherwise it will bring you a murderous disaster."

As he said that, Zhang Huan put the letter carefully in his arms and held it in his arms. He turned around and walked out of the palace and shouted: "Go and bring me all the captured Uighur nobles."

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The rain stopped and stopped until two days later, a brilliant sunshine spread over Hanerduobali City. The sky was as pure as sapphires, and the air was filled with the fragrance of grass and soil.

At noon, carriages after carriage were loaded with Uighurs women, children and elderly people, and began to be driven out of the city. They held their meager property, and the children might still have a lamb in their hands. There were no young men. Most of them fought on the front line, and the young men left behind were almost killed.

More than 100,000 people reluctantly bid farewell to their hometown and were taken to the south by the Tang army. They didn't know where they were going? However, the Tang army told them that as long as their husbands or sons left the territory of the Tang Dynasty, they would also be free.

Outside the city, nearly a thousand ox carts were loaded with countless jewelry, gold, and silk, and the wealth accumulated by the Uighur Empire over the decades.

Tens of thousands of Han slaves were followed by both sides of the ox cart, including men, women, and even children. They were all Tang people captured by the Uighurs. Women and children sat on horseback, while men formed militias to take charge of money and the Uighurs.

They are about to return to their hometown with the Tang army, and everyone's eyes are full of yearning for freedom and expectations for their relatives in their hometown.

At the forefront of the team, the Tang army focused on guarding nearly a thousand Uighur nobles. Among them were the relatives of the Dengli Khan, important ministers, and senior Manichaeism priests. These would be the bargaining chips for him to withdraw his troops from Dengli.

"ignition!"

Zhang Huan waved his hand gently, and the Tang army began to ignite the city, which was covered with tinder oil in advance, and black smoke quickly rose everywhere in the city. The largest of them was the burning of the palace. The Uighur nobles stared blankly at the capital that was gradually engulfed by the raging fire.

The ox cart started slowly and drove towards the distant south with difficulty.

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On the tenth day of June, Chang'an, Xuanzheng Hall of the Daming Palace, the debate on the enthronement of the crown prince was also reached a white-hot level. The emperor's throne was empty, while Empress Dowager Zhang and Empress Cui sat high on both sides of the emperor's dragon throne in court robes.

This is a court meeting that will determine the fate and direction of the Tang Dynasty. All officials and void officials of the fifth rank and above attended. Even many veterans who retreated behind the scenes of the Tang Dynasty attended. For example, the first one sitting in the left head was Guo Ziyi, who was nearly 80 years old.

It has become a consensus that the price offered by the Uighurs is not affordable to the Tang Dynasty. If you are unwilling to cede land, you need to take out eight million pieces of silk, or one million pieces per year, and pay it in ten years.

The crown prince was first established and then the new emperor was established. Only in this way could the importance of the Li clan was reduced, thereby lowering the price of the Uighurs, and more importantly, it could avoid the shame of a country.

Before this, the Tang Dynasty's officialdom had secretly confronted this matter several times. There were many people who supported Cui Yuan and supported Pei Jun to make Li Yao the crown prince.

The conflict became increasingly acute. The day before yesterday, the empress dowager wanted to enter the Taimiao to ask for the late emperor, but was blocked by Wei Yan, the Minister of War, and the way was blocked by more than 300 officials. The two sides were stalemate from noon until dusk, and the empress dowager had no choice but to return to Tai Chi Palace.

The court meeting began, and Empress Dowager Zhang first started, "Dear friends, everyone is doing it for state affairs. I hope today's court meeting will discuss it politely and not hurt the kindness of colleagues for some unnecessary disputes!"

She glanced at everyone, raised her tone and said, "Who is the following to say first?"

"The old minister has something to say!" Guo Ziyi, who had been sitting silently, couldn't help but stand up first. This great hero who quelled the Anshi Rebellion was about to end. When the rebellion was about to end, the military power was removed by Emperor Suzong at that time and returned home. This was fifteen years of leisure. Apart from being named Grand Tutor by Li, he had no achievements. Time urged people to grow old. In the blink of an eye, he passed his seventies, but his desire to serve the country has never been extinguished. He strongly advocated saving the emperor, and he was in the color of the Uighurs, but several memorials entered the cabinet all seemed to sink into the sea. Today, he was determined to seize this opportunity.

"Why can't we send troops north and rescue Your Majesty? The Uighurs came with a huge army of thirty-hundred thousand troops, and their hinterland would be empty. If we use the Longyou Army to hold them back, and then use the Hebei Army to attack their capital and implement a plan to surround Wei and save Zhao, we may not be able to save the emperor. All the important officials discussed the funeral with him here, why not take the initiative to send troops and seize the opportunity!"

Guo Ziyi's voice was loud and his loud questions echoed in the hall.

"Well said!"

Yan Zhenqing, who had the same idea as Guo Ziyi, also stood up and bowed to Empress Dowager Zhang, "Empress Dowager, the old minister thinks that what the old general Guo said is very true. The emperor is the king of a country. How can Hu Chief be humiliated? Since Hu Chief can bring the army that is swaying, why can't our Tang Dynasty bring the army that is swaying? He has 300,000 Hu soldiers, but our Tang Dynasty has 600,000 strong troops, twice as much as the enemy, but why don't we even have the courage to bring the blood? Where is the blood of our Tang Dynasty?"

At this time, Queen Cui Xiaofu couldn't help but speak. She whispered to Queen Mother Zhang: "Mother, I also think what the two old ministers said is reasonable, why don't you let everyone discuss it?"

Empress Dowager Zhang quickly glanced at Cui Yuan's face, and when he saw that he was gloomy and silent, she immediately scolded Cui Xiaofu and said, "The harem cannot interfere in politics. This is the ancestral teaching, and we must not forget it."

Cui Xiaofu snorted gently and stopped talking. What kind of harem should not interfere in politics? Is she Zhang Liangdi still less involved in politics?

The hall was silent, and the two old ministers who retreated behind the scenes disrupted the respective layout of the two factions. At this moment, no one was willing to stand up first. Cui Yuan gave Wang Ang a wink. Wang Ang understood. He smiled and walked out of the court, "Prince of Fenyang, Duke of Lu County, how do you know that the ministers in the court don't want to save Your Majesty from the water and fire?"

He sighed and shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't want it, it's impossible! The Uighurs raised 300,000 troops of the country to besiege the small Xishoujiang City. One person and one stone could beat it into powder, but they had been besieged for more than a month and were reluctant to take action. Why is this? They wanted to bargain with us. If he breaks the city too early, it would probably gain nothing. Therefore, we established a crown prince instead of directly establishing a new king. Only in this way can we suppress Hu's sky-high price and rescue the emperor as soon as possible. If we really send troops directly to fight according to the two of us, we may not have the emperor's orders before the troops move!"

"Shangshu Wang said it very well!" Zhang Xiancheng, the Minister of War, also stood up and added: "Just just now, what Guo Lao Linggong said, sending Hebei troops to attack the capital of the Uighur capital, but how many people sent? It would be useless to send too little, but how could Hu Chief not know if there were too many sent? The 300,000 troops distributed 100,000 to intercept it, which would trigger a full-scale war and would even endanger Your Majesty's life. So I agree with Shangshu Wang's suggestion, first establish the crown prince, then establish a new king, and then negotiate terms with Hu Chief. This is the safest way. If Your Majesty has something to do because of the recklessness of the two, who can afford it?"

"Hmph!" Guo Ziyi snorted heavily. Although others were nearly eighty, they were not deaf or blurred. When Cui Yuan winked Wang Ang, he could see clearly that he had made a decision on this morning court, so what's the use of opposing him? Guo Ziyi stopped talking and sat down angrily.

But Yan Zhenqing refused to end. He said to Wang Ang coldly: "The shameless nonsense. When the An thief rebelled, our Yan brothers raised their arms in Changshan County, and hundreds of thousands of old and weak people responded. This is for the country! Zhang Xun led thousands of hungry people to fight against more than 100,000 thieves in a small county, but none of them surrendered. This is for righteousness! Now the dignified monarch of the court is besieged in the Jedi, and millions of people in the world are eager to send generals to lead 100,000 troops to expel the Hu captains and restore the Tang Dynasty to the bright and bright country. However, you important military officials are still sitting and talking about it for more than a month. Let Your Majesty be bullied by the Hu Chief. How will you win the trust of the world?"

Speaking of this, Yan Zhenqing raised his head and straightened his waist, and said sternly: "I, Yan Zhenqing, are not talented. I, I, want to spend all my family wealth and recruit three thousand righteous men, go north to rescue Your Majesty, and serve the country with death!"

After saying that, he shook his sleeves and walked out of the hall. The hall was silent. There were those who sneered, those who were ashamed, and those who admired. Everyone was silently thinking about their own thoughts.

Just as Yan Zhenqing was about to walk to the entrance of the hall, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly sounded outside the hall, and a guard rushed in and reported urgently, "Report to the Prime Minister Cui, report to the Queen Mother, Dai County sent an urgent report from 800 miles. The Uighur army has retreated north, and Your Majesty is safe!"

"What!" Cui Yuan stood up suddenly. He couldn't believe his ears. Not only him, but everyone in the hall was stunned by the news.

Yan Zhenqing stepped forward and grabbed the guards, and asked loudly: "Tell me quickly! What's going on?"

The guard stood up, took out a volume of express newspapers and said loudly: "It was Zhang Huan, the general of the Hedong Army, who led three thousand cavalry into the Hu area for three thousand miles, attacked the Hanerduobali City, captured thousands of Uighur powerful people, and Hu Chief was forced to retreat."

"Okay! OK!" Yan Zhenqing laughed to the sky, tears flowing out of his eyes unscrupulously. He slowly turned around and said to his ministers word by word: "Do you see? I, the heroes of the Tang Dynasty, emerged in many places!"

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Chapter completed!