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Wang Chongwen, who had just taken over Shuofang's military and political power from his father, was extremely anxious at this moment. A month ago, his father Shuofang's Jiedushi Wang Xilian suddenly sent his most trusted general, Wang Dongchuan, to take him back to Lingzhou from Chang'an. Wang Dongchuan did not reveal any news to him along the way, but simply said that his grandmother was seriously ill and missed him.

Wang Chongwen knew that this was a lie. His father Wang Xilian had seventeen children. Wang Chongwen was ranked seventh, with three brothers and three sisters. Although he was also a legitimate child, his grandmother Tang only had his second brother in his eyes. The third brother was considered the Wang family's legitimate lineage. The other children were no different from the dozens of adopted sons Wang Xilian accepted. Otherwise, why would he beat himself to Chang'an when he was twelve years old and stayed for five years?

After returning to Lingzhou, Wang Dongchuan sent him directly to the heavily guarded dental office. When he saw his father who was dying on the hospital bed, Wang Chongwen realized that he might not be able to return to Chang'an in this life. Wang Xilian, who had just turned 50, accidentally fell off the horse and fell injured during a patrol. Because the wound was not treated well, he continued to have a high fever after returning to Lingzhou and could not get sick. When he was seriously ill, he followed the advice of his old subordinate Lingzhou Governor Xie Bozhi and decided to hand over the military and political power of Shuofang to his fourth son, Wang Chongwen, the least favored one, before.

In order to avoid the tragedy of Shuofang's flesh-and-hearted tragedy after his death, Wang Xilian had expelled all his two, three and six sons from Lingzhou, and secretly executed a group of rebellious and arrogant soldiers.

With the dedicated assistance of Wang Dongchuan and Xie Bozhi, Wang Chongwen finally stood firm, but a severe test came unexpectedly.

"Jie Shuai, the secret envoy is here." Xie Bozhi stepped into the study and saw Wang Chongwen's nervous look on his face. He comforted him: "Jie Shuai doesn't have to worry. If we agree, please reply him as we have agreed. If you can't make up your mind, just drag it. This time they beg us, and don't have to accommodate them." Wang Chongwen nodded and greeted the door with his clothes.

Wang Dongchuan led a scholar in his thirties to come over. The man was named Bo Zhongyan. He served as the magistrate of Chang'an County and later served in the Imperial College. After the Ganlu Incident, he was dismissed from his post and returned to his hometown. Later, he was recommended by Wu Chen to join Qiu Shiliang's disciple and relied heavily on it.

"I'm here to congratulate you on the leadership of Shuofang, and to bring you a letter from Qiu Gong." Bo Zhongyan expressed his intentions directly.

Wang Chongwen was quite disgusted with the annoying etiquette in the officialdom and had a good impression of Bo Zhongyan's straightforwardness. He took the letter but did not rush to dismantle it, but put it on the desk. This surprised Bo Zhongyan a little. He couldn't help but look at the young man who was a student of the Imperial College a month ago.

"Sir, come from afar, please try Shuofang's oil tea."

Wang Chongwen pointed to a bowl of hot oil tea that his servant had just sent him. Shuofang and Tubo bordered. Although the two sides had been fighting for many years, the people had been constantly exchanged, and they were influenced by some of the other's customs.

Bo Zhongyan picked up the tea bowl and took a small sip, then took a big sip, savored it carefully, and said with a smile: "This tea looks ugly, but it has a unique flavor when you drink it. No wonder the princess likes this sip too."

Wang Chongwen's face changed slightly when he heard the word "princess", and then he smiled and said, "If sir, please prepare more students and let sir bring them with him." As he said, he gave a wink to the waiter beside him. Just as the waiter was about to set off, Bo Zhongyan shouted: "Slow."

He looked at Wang Chongwen and said, "I was entrusted by Lieutenant Qiu, and asked the commander Jie to send troops to attack the rebels Meng Bochang and Yang Hao."

Wang Chongwen sneered and said, "If you come with an imperial edict, please announce it."

Bo Zhongyan sneered and shook his head.

"Since there is no imperial edict, we are asked to send troops to attack the Tiande Army. I am afraid that the reputation is not right?" Wang Dongchuan said coldly.

"What if Lieutenant Qiu could help Jieshuai fulfill his long-cherished wish?" Bo Zhongyan paused, looked at the three masters and servants in front of him with a pair of eyes, and reminded him: "It's like asking Your Majesty to marry Princess Yichun to Shuofang."

"Can Lieutenant Qiu really do this?" Wang Chongwen couldn't help but blush when he heard this.

Bo Zhongyan smiled and said, "If there is anything else that Qiu Gong cannot do today?"

"Give me a cup of fragrant tea." Xie Bozhi said and gave Wang Chongwen a look. Wang Chongwen was shocked. He was too out of control.

"Sir, I believe that the old general personally led the soldiers of Shuofang to fight against Tubo in the past few years. Lingzhou City has long been trapped in the soldiers and the people are poor and they are in a difficult situation. I, as the governor, are like the poor woman who is very poor, have a lot of brain damage."

Bo Zhongyan smiled and said, "Shuofang is the northwest gate of the Tang Dynasty. There is more wind and sand, less oil and water. It is really hard to be the governor. This time, the commander conquered the rebels. Qiu Gong is willing to help the military pay 500,000 taels of silver." Xie Bozhi and Wang Dongchuan couldn't help but their eyes were shining when they heard the four words "500,000 taels".

Wang Chongwen smiled and said, "Thank you for Qiu Gong's good intentions. But Shuofang is a border town. Although there are tens of thousands of elite soldiers, they have to beware of Tubo's attack on the border. I am afraid that the students will not be able to help."

Bo Zhongyan said: "Jing Zheng was extremely worried. If the Shuofang family was asked to send troops north to quell the rebellion, it would be inevitable that Tubo would be able to take advantage of it. But if Xia Sui, Zhenwu and Hedong towns helped each other, it would be easier to quell the rebellion of Meng Yang. When Jie Zheng rushed into Fengzhou, the Tubo people were afraid that they would still be kept in the dark."

Wang Dongchuan stood up and said, "Jings, I am willing to lead Shuofang Jianer to the north to quell the rebellion." Wang Chongwen nodded silently.

Xie Bozhi said, "Before the army moved the food and grass, the Lingzhou silver treasury was empty. I wonder when the 500,000 taels of silver promised by Mr. Qiu can be fulfilled?"

"The silver cart will arrive in Lingzhou in three days." Bo Zhongyan answered very simply and asked Wang Chongwen: "I wonder when will the general Jieshi be able to send troops?"

"In three days, the 5,000 vanguard troops will be able to travel along Hebei. Ten days later, General Wang will lead the main force to fight against the thieves." Wang Chongwen also answered very simply, but he changed his tone: "I hope Mr. Qiu will not forget his promise."

"Bo Zhongyan is willing to stay in Shuofang as a charity. If you don't see Princess Yichun in a month, the coach will take action without the work of work, and Zhongyan will be punished and apologize."

"Okay! I'll send a command to gather the generals." Wang Chongwen jumped up and shouted with a red face.

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Yanzhou, Xifeng Street.

When the lights first came on, a man in a black cloak knocked on the door of Fuxiang Clothing.

"Sorry, the shop is closed." The waiter opened a door panel and said with a smile. He was about to close the door, but the person who came to him held his hand down.

"How much does a pound of mutton cost?"

"Your guest, you went to the wrong place. This is a cloth shop that doesn't sell mutton."

"How much does a pound of beef cost?"

"Your guest, you went to the wrong place. This is a cloth shop that doesn't sell beef."

"You should sell the two together."

The waiter sneer sneered and let the person in the future come in.

"Kill someone, it's done within ten days, this is the deposit of the money." The visitor took out a bulging money bag and placed the gold ingots on the table one by one. The golden ingots were yellow and dazzling, which was very eye-catching under the oil lamp. But the middle-aged man in a blue silk robe sitting opposite him didn't even raise his eyelids.

"Name? Origin? Where to live?"

"Meng Bochang, the third-grade horizontal sword in the Spurs of the Horse Camp, lives in Yongfeng; Yang Hao, the fifth-grade horizontal sword in the Spurs of the Horse Camp, lives in Yongfeng."

"Don't answer."

"Do you think the money is too little?" The visitor took out another purse and put it on the table. The bag was three night pearls, which were worth ten times the value of the gold on the table.

"Don't answer." The man was unmoved at all.

"I advise you to use dominoes to report to your boss." The visitor left these words and stood up and left.

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Yuxi, north of the eastern capital Luoyang City, is also called "Gentleman River". It is very interesting to talk about its origin. Most of this small river passing through the city runs north and south, but suddenly turns a 90-degree bend near Tongmingfang, turning into an east-west direction. If you don't change to Yuxi, you will pass through the two most prosperous markets in Luoyang. The people in Luoyang City all jokingly call Yuxi a humble gentleman, and would rather bow your waist than be covered with the smell of copper.

Tongmingfang is located on the south side of Yuxi, which is a gathering area for wealthy families. The tall buildings and pavilions are hidden among green trees and famous flowers. The north of the river is a mixed living area for peddlers and barbarians, low and dilapidated houses and winding alleys. Not to mention outsiders, even old tourists who have lived in Luoyang City for the rest of their lives will inevitably be dizzy and lost their path when they enter.

At dusk, a black-topped carriage walked into the north gate of Tongmingfang along the riverside path on the south bank of the Yuxi River. It stopped in front of the back door of a secluded mansion. A young man came out of the carriage with a shoulder bag sewn in calfskin. He swept around alertly but kept stopping, jumped up the stone steps and knocked on the door.

The young man was a "race" who specialized in delivering emergency documents by Mosha. He was greeted by a butler in his early thirties. He carefully checked the briefcase sent by the young man, and after confirming that the sealing golden paint was not damaged, he signed a secret on the document handed over by the young man.

The briefcase, tightly wrapped in oil cloth, was inspected again and finally fell into the hands of a pair of warm, fair and almost perfect women.

These hands used a pair of exquisite small scissors to cut the silk thread sealed by the public document bag, unbuttoned the layers of wrapped oil paper, and took out a stack of documents tied with red silk ropes. The top document was covered with a gold seal: Domino urgent items!

The owner of these hands was not qualified to read the contents inside. She separated the document with the golden seal, locked the other document, and immediately stood up and walked behind the Jinping. Behind the Jinping was a bead curtain, and a beautiful woman in her early thirties sat inside the bead curtain, and she also had a pair of well-maintained jade hands.

She was qualified to read the contents of the document, but was not qualified to give any answers. So she walked out of the room with the document and walked along the flower gallery to a quiet and elegant backyard. As night came, several beautiful maids with light makeup were lighting the lights in the yard.

"I have something to report to you." The beautiful woman stood under the eaves and reported softly.

"Shuyuan, come in." The person who answered her was also a woman, her voice was gentle and beautiful.

"Yes." Shuyuan responded, gently took off her shoes and lifted the bead curtain and walked in.

A faint fragrance came to my face. In the room on the left side of the main hall, a woman in the palace dress was buried in her head to write a manuscript. The woman was only in her early twenties, with her head combed with her hair, and a light yellow floral dress with a red coat. She was wearing a wide-sleeved long gown with a red coat with yellow floral flowers on her coat. Her lips were crimson, her chirping, her eyes were beautiful, her face was smiling, and she was reserved and quiet. Aside her was kneeling beside her, a girl in a red dress in a 15 or 16-year-old, described as thin and not enough, and was concentrating on cutting candle flowers.

"An emergency domino is delivered to Mingzimen." Shuyuan stood in front of the desk and said softly.

"What do you say?" The woman in the palace dress still wrote her words without raising her head.

"They asked for instructions to kill two people?" Shuyuan paused and added, "They were two people from the Baoli Society of the Maying Maying."

"Whether they are killed or not, can't they decide? You have to ask for instructions on this kind of thing, it is clearly shirking responsibility." The girl in the red dress with candles cut suddenly made a sarcastic sentence. Shuyuan looked at her without saying anything.

"You go out, we have something to say." The woman in the palace dress said softly, still not raising her head.

The girl in red dress lowered her head gentlely and slowly retreated out with her back to the door.

"What do you think about this?" The woman in the palace dress took the document and took a look.

"What Jasmine said makes sense. If you kill or not, Mingmen can decide by itself. Why should you bring the domino here? I am foolish at my subordinates, so I just beat them back and let them deal with it at their own discretion."

The girl in the palace dress thought for a moment and placed the document on her desk, "You go back first, let me think about it first."

"Yes." Shuyuan exited the room. The girl in red, who was driven out, walked back again, and still knelt on the right side of the table. Seeing that the woman in the palace dress was a little stunned, she said, "Leave the matter to me and I will do it for you."

The woman in the palace dress smiled, she stroked Jasmine's tender face and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I managed to tell Xiaoyu the news and let her go to Yongfeng."

"How fast can she be a weak woman?"

"She really has that person in her heart, and she will walk very quickly." Jasmine pulled up the woman in the palace dress and placed her hand on her face and rubbed it gently, and murmured: "For Sister Zi Chen, I will walk very quickly too."

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Chapter completed!