Late at night, when all the streets in Chang'an City were curfewed, the north gate of Xuanyangfang opened silently. Wuhou in Fangzhong nodded and greeted the group. The young man led his head nodded slightly. A follower behind him took a few strings of money to reward him. The dozen people rode their horses slowly along the cross street. In this quiet night, although they had to break the ban because of official duties, they had to break the ban, but if they rode their horses and woke up the people in Fangzhong, it would be very inappropriate. It was precisely because they slowed down that they had just arrived in front of their aconitum gate for a quarter of an hour.

Although it was already very late, a follower just knocked on the door and the door immediately slid open silently. The respondents who responded to the door welcomed a group of people in and then closed the door. In the huge front yard, someone had already led a horse, and the young man in charge quickly stepped into the main door. Before he could ask, the young servant who was waiting for him whispered in his ear. He immediately exclaimed in surprise and immediately accelerated his pace and rushed to the bedroom hall. When he arrived at the bedroom hall where the lights were still on, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He called softly in front of the door and got the response inside, and then pushed the door into the door.

Before he could cross the threshold, he saw the middle-aged woman sitting in the middle. Although he hadn't seen each other for a long time, when he met, he felt so excited that he couldn't get much more excited. After crossing the threshold, he didn't have time to close the door. He ran forward in three steps and knelt down in front of the other side.

"My mother, you're finally back"

"You are already the grandfather, so why are you crying? Fortunately, Jinxi took the child to sleep, otherwise wouldn't you laugh at you?" Wang Rong's eyes turned red as he said. She held her youngest son in her arms, and then whispered, "Before, you and your elder brother and sister tried every means to let me follow your elder brother north, but left you and your elder sister in Chang'an City. Youlin, the most affair with your grandfather is your sister and sister. Your elder sister was left in Chang'an at a young age and became a woman's crown. And you are too, you have to bear such a great responsibility at a young age. On the contrary, your elder brother, although fighting on the battlefield, you don't have to worry so much about the hidden arrows behind you."

"My grandma, don't say that, sister and I have never felt bitter. I just kept guarding Chang'an without any danger. Brother was fighting in front of me, and it was difficult and obstacles every time, which was much harder than us. Besides, Grandpa is not enjoying wealth and wealth. It has not been the same for so many years. Grandpa followed him and was frightened and suffered countless hardships." Du Youlin put his head on his mother's knees, and after a while, he asked softly, "Will you leave when you are back this time?"

"I also want to tell you that I will accompany you, grandchildren, but although I am very sorry for your sisters and sisters, and Jinxi and children, I have to say that I cannot be sure yet. Your Majesty did not take his last breath for one day, and there would be no result in one day. Even if Your Majesty dies, someone will inevitably ascend to the throne. Your grandfather has made great achievements this time, and he may have a chance to end in the future."

Wang Rong did not pretend to be silly to his son. Seeing that Du Youlin was not surprised, as if she had expected such a situation, she just returned to the right and preached: "I was going to wait in Yunzhou until your grandfather recovered Fan Yang and accompany his uncle and the others for a while before rushing back, but there were some bad signs in Fan Yang, so I hurried back. I was old and it took me half a month on the road. Fortunately, the rebel envoys should not be too easy to come here. Even if I am slower than them, I will not be much slower."

Although the mother and son reunite were happy, Du Youlin knew that the Du family seemed to be cooking oil with fresh flowers, but in fact, there was still a crisis hidden around him. Therefore, he immediately put away the personal feelings, wiped his eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "What news did my mother get from Fan Yang?"

"Since your uncle Du Wangzhi took over the position of Yunzhong Shou Captain, your father sent him a message, so through the relationship of sending charcoal to Youzhou, many detailed spies have been in Youzhou. A few days ago, he found out that Shi Siming sent a group of people to take a small path into Hedong. He thought these people were spreading something in Hedong, but unexpectedly they rushed to Guanzhong. Although they intercepted a few, there should be fish that escaped the net, so I came back immediately. Although it is unknown what the specific matter is, I guess that Youzhou is now Fanyang, and is already in a dilemma of only a few counties left. Even if Shi Siming has great skills, it is difficult to resist the world in one corner. I am afraid he has already surrendered."

"What"

Du Youlin suddenly changed his expression and almost jumped up. Under his mother's reproachful gaze, he finally withdrew his few curses, but said angrily: "The rebellion of An Lushan swept across Hebei, Henan, Duji, and Guanzhong even turmoil. His Majesty's escape west made every household in several prefectures and counties west of Chang'an flee. I don't know how much manpower and material resources were spent to appease him later. Not only that, many prefectures and counties in the north this year may have no harvest due to the war, and the casualties cannot be counted. If the rebels cannot be solved once and for all, and Shi Siming is still allowed to occupy Fanyang, wouldn't it be a disaster?"

"In your eyes, Shi Siming is a tiger, but in the eyes of the Emperor Xingqing Palace, your grandfather is a tiger, and now the generals holding heavy troops are all tigers." Seeing that his youngest son who has been smart and sensible since childhood, Wang Rong said lightly, "Now it is just my guess, but this matter may be accurate. To put it bluntly, those princes and grandchildren who are fighting for the throne may also be happy to see this news. They certainly hope that your grandfather can support them, but if you really ascend to the throne in the future, your grandfather is so powerful, who can tolerate it? Keep Shi Siming, maybe even checks and balances."

"Well, what's the good idea?"

Wang Rong's face turned solemn, but his voice became extremely low: "The trick now is to dig out these Fan Yang messengers immediately to take advantage of the rebels' hatred of Chang'an's military and civilians, so that these messengers could not send the surrender to the decree, and the matter would be left to nothing. I think they were not sure about the ministers' thoughts on this matter. They would not rashly send the surrender to the door, but would try to send the surrender to His Majesty."

"Okay, now I can speak both Jingzhao Prefecture and Wannian Chang'an counties, and the whole city will be closely monitored tomorrow."

While the Du family and his son were discussing strategies overnight, in the quiet night, dozens of shadows were gathering together from all directions to a shop. After signing and confirming each other, these people were scattered. Some of them put on ladders to each other and quickly climbed up the courtyard wall, while others quietly checked the movements of the adjacent shops. After all these were arranged, a strong man, holding a large axe worth hundreds of pounds, rushed to the front of the door, swung the axe and slashed towards the door.

With a loud bang, the gate that looked extremely solid actually fell down under this blow. The man who was born with divine power used up all his strength and then staggered back with a big axe. The people behind him rushed up and rushed into the shop. Such a big noise suddenly came from the night, and all the neighbors were alarmed, but the people who killed the general seemed to be not worried at all. They shouted loudly: "Catch the traitor by the order of Jingzhao Mansion."

With just the word "rebel": those who intentionally get out of bed to watch the movements are silent and hurriedly close the doors of their own room. Some timid even tried hard to drag all kinds of furniture, blocking the doors and windows tightly, and then prayed to God and Buddha to not let the robbers escape to their place.

As for the shop that was broken into, the reaction was much more intense. A lot of big men carrying steel knives came out of the inner room. Seeing that the people in the shop in front had already rushed to the yard, more than ten people stood with their swords, and more than ten archers were guarding the walls on both sides. They were forced into desperate situations and couldn't help but have a commotion. The leader gritted his teeth and suddenly shouted loudly: "We are Fan Yang's messengers..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a whoosh-talking sound, and a sharp arrow penetrated into his chest. He looked in disbelief in the direction of the arrow shooting, and suddenly understood that the origin of this night attack was not for the purpose of capturing, but for the purpose of silence. The string sound seemed to be a signal. The archer on the wall shot a volley, and most of the people in the room fell. Although someone knew that he could not escape the disaster and rushed forward, the narrow courtyard was no better than the battlefield and could not move away. The more than ten opponents below were all skilled in martial arts and were not easy to deal with. There were more people than few people, and they were at a disadvantage in a moment.

When the war finally came to an end, a corpse was left in the yard. After one after another, a middle-aged man took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the blood on the knife, and thrust his mouth into the inside and said, "Search."

In a simple word, the people under his command first searched the bodies of these people, and then went into the room to search. Just as the inner room was being turned upside down, someone came in outside. Under the torches that were lit in the yard at this moment, the faces of the people were clearly illuminated. Who else could be there if it were Jiang Du and Jiang Silang? He looked at the corpses on the ground as if nothing had happened, and then asked concisely: "All of them are here?"

"Yes, after following these people separately and determined the hiding place, we saw this place dead. No one went in and out, and no one had time to escape just now. Everyone here had a knife on their throats, and everyone was dead." Speaking of this, seeing Jiang Du nodding slightly, he seemed very satisfied. The leading man hesitated for a moment before whispering, "Why don't you report to Du Xiaolangjun, who commanded the Feilong Cavalry, or report to Pei Xiangguo, Jingzhao Prefecture and Wannian County? If you can't get real evidence, we will act privately tonight..."

"There is too much delay in one go. What if they are worried about it, God knows what will happen tomorrow?" Jiang Si smiled indifferently, and went up to kick a corpse with his toes. Then he said casually, "Hidden in the East City, carrying a sharp blade on his body. He just said the word Fan Yang in person, obviously not a good thing. Even if I can't find any tangible evidence, I have prepared a few waist cards for the Fan Yang Jiedushi of the fake Yan Dynasty. At this critical moment, as long as I can make no mistakes in order to make the person in the palace, I will be happy to take the blame."

Tonight, Jiang Du dispatched all his private soldiers. As for these bows and arrows, they were things he had hidden when he was guarding the city of Chang'an.
Chapter completed!