In early July of the 16th year of Qingzhi, the Emperor Li of the Tang Dynasty finally returned to Beijing safely. Cui Yuan personally led hundreds of civil and military ministers to welcome the emperor twenty miles away.

"Your Majesty, the old minister is old and cannot suffer for His Majesty. I feel ashamed!"

Cui Yuan leaned in front of the Li carriage and cried sadly. Under his leadership, Pei Jun, Wang Ang, Wei Yan and other cabinet ministers and officials from various provincial and provincial platforms all knelt down and cried.

The Li Shi quickly got off the carriage. He helped Cui Yuan up and comforted him repeatedly: "I don't blame the Prime Minister! I don't blame the Prime Minister!"

He smiled and waved his hand, and said loudly: "Dear friends, please get up!"

At this time, a gorgeous dragon chariot slowly drove forward, and the ministers said in unison: "Please ask Your Majesty to board the chariot!"

The Li clan climbed onto the dragon chariot, summoned Zhang Huan to his presence and said to everyone: "I believe that all the beloved ministers must have known that the Uighurs were defeated by Zhang Huan this time. I have decided to appoint him as the General of the Central Army of the Tianqi Camp and the Founding Body of Xiangling County!"

The ministers looked at each other, and a stolen voice rang out immediately. The first imperial edict from the Li family was not to comfort the ancestors or to pay tribute to the empress dowager, but to directly announce the establishment of the Tianqi Camp and appoint Zhang Huan as the commander. His intention was very obvious, and he was about to start building his own power.

"Your Majesty, the old minister has something to say."

Cui Yuan coughed heavily and said dryly: "Your Majesty's love for talents and other ministers have realized that Zhang Huan has made great contributions, but after all, he lacks qualifications. One step to a high position may make those lower-level officials who have worked hard and suffer dissatisfied. According to my wishes, he will temporarily be appointed as the Crown Prince's Siyilang. This is two levels higher than this year's top scholar. When he is promoted slowly in the future, will Your Majesty think this is good?"

The General of the Tianqi Camp is the fourth rank, and the founding prince of Xiangling County is also the fourth rank, but the Prince Siyilang suggested by Cui Yuan is only the sixth rank, and he is a casual official of the Eastern Palace and has no real power.

This year's new top student Chu Wei was awarded the position of Minister of Rites after being elected by the Ministry of Personnel in May. Although he was only from the lower rank of the sixth rank, he had real power.

Cui Yuan’s meaning is very obvious, which is to deprive Zhang Huan of military power and put him in the East Palace for free.

Zhang Huan was silent all the time. He knew very well that the battle between Li and Cui Yuan was not just for him. They were fighting for a vane and a momentum.

But he was not worried that someone would stand up for him.

As soon as Cui Yuan finished speaking, a sneer came from the front row of the ministers. Wei Yan, the Minister of War, stood up. He glanced at Cui Yuan with disdain and snorted coldly: "It is no exaggeration to have Zhang Huan made such great military achievements. His Majesty has made him a general of the Central Army. However, some people are jealous and want to make him a essay official. It is really ridiculous. I guess I can't find a chance to make a contribution today."

He slowly walked to Li Shi, bowed and bowed and said, "Your Majesty, since the General of Jinwu Guard Zhu Xicai died for the country, his position was also vacant. The old minister suggested that Zhang Huan be appointed as General of Jinwu Guard to inspire later generations to serve the country!"

"Shangshu Wei has said it a little too much."

Left Prime Minister Pei Jun stood up, he saluted Li Shi and said with a smile: "Although Zhang Huan made great contributions, it is a bit inappropriate to let him be the General of the Jinwu Guard. As Cui Xiang said, he lacks qualifications, but he made military achievements, and it is also inappropriate to be the Prince's Siyilang. I think Your Majesty's advice is extremely reasonable. The General of the Central Army is neither high nor low, and it is just right for him."

He looked back at Cui Yuan, smiled slightly and said, "Chao Xiangguo, what do you think?"

Cui Yuan smiled knowingly. Of course, he knew that it was impossible to let Zhang Huan be the prince's Siyilang, but he had to suppress the momentum of Li Shi. It seemed that Pei Jun was also well aware of this. As soon as he advanced and retreated, he changed the Li Shi's order to a suggestion.

"Your Majesty, since both Pei Xiang and Wei Shangshu thought that Zhang Huan was inappropriate to be the Prince's Secretary, the old minister was willing to obey Your Majesty's arrangements. It was getting late now, please ask Your Majesty to get on the bus."

Li Shi looked at him coldly, snorted, and sat in the dragon chariot. Zhang Huan smiled. He waved his hand and three thousand iron cavalry guarded the dragon chariot and slowly drove towards Chang'an.

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"Nephew Zhang!"

Cui Yuan slowed down and slowly approached Zhang Huan. He opened the window and smiled slightly, "Just now, I was just talking about the matter, so don't take it to heart with my nephew."

"What does the prime minister say? Zhang Huan heard that Cui Xian should have been appointed as Taichangqing, but because the prime minister opposed it, he was appointed as the governor of Hanzhong. Such strictness in others and self-discipline is the style of a famous prime minister. It is not too late for Zhang Huan to admire him!"

Cui Yuan gently stroked his short beard and laughed: "I still remember that my nephew was disappointed in Chang'an a few months ago, but he returned with glory in just a few months. It makes people sigh that life's encounters are so wonderful. I have a word, but I don't know if my nephew wants to hear it?"

"Zhang Huan is willing to listen to the teachings of the prime minister!"

"A virtuous nephew is proud and never forgets his body, and a child can teach you!"

Cui Yuan smiled faintly and said, "This time, the nephew has become a hero of my Tang Dynasty. The deeds of nephew are discussed everywhere in the streets and alleys, and many young people will follow suit. So I hope that nephew can restrain his words and deeds and do not play a negative role."

‘Restrain your own words and deeds’, Zhang Huan naturally knew what he meant. He smiled and said carelessly: “The Prime Minister’s words were engraved in his heart, but Zhang Huan is also a person who judges things according to the matter, and his words and deeds will be sensible!”

Cui Yuan glanced at him deeply and suddenly smiled: "I have a beloved general who is very similar to his nephew. Why not introduce it to you?"

"Oh! I wonder who the Prime Minister is talking about?"

"I'm talking about Zhu Xicai's son Zhu Li!" Cui Yuan smiled slightly and said, "He is now the General of the Longwu Army. You may encounter him when you enter the city later."

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The Li family's dragon chariot slowly drove into Mingde Gate. The emperor returned safely. The whole city of Chang'an was in full swing. The Zhuque Street was already crowded with people, and the scene was warm. Hundreds of thousands of people greeted each other. Countless scholars knelt down on the street and cried for the emperor's return.

Zhang Huan looked at this scene silently, and he knew that he had bet on the right path. Regardless of whether the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty had real power or not, he would always be an irreplaceable heaven in the hearts of the people of the Tang Dynasty.

As the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty approached, the crowds of people welcomed the streets became more and more fanatical, "Long live! Long live!" shouting like a tsunami.

The Li family seemed to be tainted by the emotions of the people. He actually pushed open the car door and stood on the shaft of the car to wave to the people frequently.

All the soldiers, guards, and yamen runners who were escorting him suddenly became nervous, and the Longwu Army, who maintained order at the scene, formed a series of human walls, desperately blocking the crowd's rush.

Zhang Huangao rode a war horse and was tightly guarding Li Shi. He held the hilt of the knife tightly and stared at the subtle changes around him with sharp eyes. Suddenly, he found that there were several Uighur people behind the crowd that were crowding forward. Zhang Huan's eyes immediately narrowed into a slit, staring at them for a moment. He saw that the person in front seemed to have taken something out of his arms.

Zhang Huan winked at the personal soldiers next to him, quietly took off the bow, pulled out an arrow and put it on the string, staring at the Uighur's every move. When Li Shi's dragon chariot slowly approached, the Uighur's hands moved under his body, staring at Li Shi with vicious eyes. Zhang Huan pulled the bow and shot the arrow without hesitation. Just as the arrow left the string, another arrow arrived like lightning from the opposite side.

Two powerful arrows shot into the throat of the Uighurs at the same time. The Uighurs turned over and fell to the ground, and the few people behind them ran away. The Tang army had already surrounded them and grabbed several Uighurs.

There was a turmoil in the crowd, but Zhang Huan was not anxious to maintain order. He looked forward and saw that the other arrow was quick and accurate just now. This was second. Before the Uighur people's purpose was clear, they decisively used the arrow. This kind of courage is not something that ordinary people can do.

Who will this be?

I saw a majestic war horse galloping towards me. The man was thin and about thirty years old. His skin was yellow and he always squinted his eyes. There was a scar on his eyelids, and his expression looked very gloomy. But what attracted the most was his hair. Under a silver helmet, the snow-white hair fluttered in the wind.

He rode his horse to Zhang Huan, bowed to him with a fist and said, "In the lower Zhu Li, I am responsible for maintaining order on the Zhuque Street. Are you General Zhang Huan and Zhang?"

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Chapter completed!