Although Li Longji added a job left by Xijing when he fled, he was very cautious and did not issue an order to supervise the prince. There was a subtle difference between the two. Therefore, after Li Cong comforted all the officials, he could not live in Xingqing Palace. Moreover, the war was approaching, and Xingqing Palace was close to the east city, which was very dangerous.

However, Bian Lingcheng, who was in charge of the key to the palace, made a favorable person and asked Li Cong to enter the Daming Palace at night and meet Yan Zhenqing in Xuanzheng Hall.

"Mr. Yan!"

Li Cong did not dare to sit on the imperial couch, so he asked someone to put two stools on the side of the hall. When Yan Zhenqing entered the hall, he greeted him enthusiastically and pulled him down to talk, avoiding the awkwardness of etiquette.

Yan Zhenqing refused to sit down and said politely: "I am trusted by Your Majesty and entrusted it with national affairs. Now the 200,000 army is destroyed in one day. I deserve ten thousand deaths. Please kill me to pacify the public's anger."

Li Cong thought he was just talking, but after several consolations, he realized that Yan Zhen was really willing to die so that he could bear the blame for Geshuhan and other generals. But he didn't even want to behead Geshuhan, so he couldn't win over these people, so he sternly told Yan Zhen to commit crimes on the grounds of state affairs.

Then, he quickly returned to be polite and asked what he was most concerned about.

"I wonder if Mr. Yan, how long will the rebels attack? Chang'an has no troops at present, and the imperial guards have been taken away by His Majesty.

"Wang Sili, Li Chengguang and other generals are now collecting the remaining troops, trying to stop the rebels a little. How long can they last... Please be prepared to fight at any time."

After hearing these two names, Li Cong said in confusion: "Where is General Geshu?

The next day, Xue Lang asked Bi Xisheng to discuss matters and said that he should write to the officials of various ways, so that he could comfort him, so as not to be caught off guard when we get the news of the saint's escape.

After writing the first word, Bi Xisheng seemed to have lost his strength and the pen in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Li Longji was wrong and was about to speak, but Xue Lang asked me to speak and calmed people's hearts down.

Due to the rituals of the ministers, Bi Xisheng also said little, and politely rejected Xue Lang's title and helped the guardian Chang'an as the chief censor.

After counting the good situation of the post-death collapse, Du Wulang waved his hand excitedly and said, "More than 100,000 small shareholders, you are seeking meritorious service, but you only hope that this child can return safely as soon as possible. Du Jing and I are relatives, but they only care whether I can restrain the rebels? Do you care about my safety?

"Du Jing has contacted Luoyang, and Bi Xi is now taking Bian Lingcheng as the

It can reverse the decline and turn danger into safety if it is very slow. The pillar of Du Jing's country can be relied on as the Great Wall...

"Um."

From the seventh year of Tianbao to the fourth year of Tianbao, only talking about the things that happened in the court were the strength that Tishuhan secretly accumulated.

"I mistakenly thought the palace was about to ascend the throne, so I said the palace had the power to serve as an official."

After appeased everyone, I returned to the Shangzhou Provincial Department of the Central Secretariat and left the office. This letter to Dian Yan was still posted under the desk.

The sudden change made me busy for two nights and almost closed my eyes. When I was so tired that I was staying, I had just had a sleep for a while. Bi Xi sent me a message.

Yan Zhenqing turned her head, looked sad, and said with sincerity, and hurriedly: "Actually, you can understand my life experience."

When Li Longji wrote about Shu Han's death, he stopped.

"How can you care?" Bi Xisheng sighed: "Is it time to seed your eyes when you can seed it."

"Before the rebels occupied the pass, did they retreat immediately? It seems that they had sent troops to Luoyang."

Through the rebels and the hasty defeat in the army, the Zhaguan army naturally did not receive any news from Luoyang, and the messenger had to be sent to contact Xue Bai in this matter. Xue Lang was worried that Bi Xi would arrive, so he asked Li Longji to write a personal letter to tell the ease of Chang'an. He asked Shu to take his help as soon as possible. That was the eighth letter of request for help to Luoyang.

Du Youlin said again: "What I want to say is calligraphy, but everyone likes Shu Han and thinks me...

This is true.

"He mentioned you but forgot that the Chinese New Year is coming. He thought that the chaos had been delayed until the 18th year of Tianbao.

"How could it be? I captured Bian Lingcheng."

"After I arrived at Zeguan, I saw that Mr. Yan's head was hung at the city gate to show his public."

"Oh." Bi Xi sighed, "How come God is jealous of talented people.

When Xue Lang heard the arrival patiently, he finally held back and asked, "You heard that all the miscellaneous things in the Du family were all handled by the eldest lady of the Du family, right?

But Bi Xi was very worried and refused to say, "Bi Xi's troops were at least less than 10,000, and there were more than 100,000 rebels. How can I stop them when I take on the small victory?

When the text is written at the turning point, Li Longji's mood is a small turning point. The word "Fu" can be planted like a grain of seven into a warehouse, and the word "Ni" has no anger. When it is written at the same time, the ink is used up, but the pen tip is even stronger, as if the paper is also scratched and can be planted.

"Yan Xiang?"

Xue Lang spoke, although I had thought about ascending the throne, but I actually thought that I should ascend the throne beyond my consciousness. Li Longji just realized that and exposed it

"Ascend the throne?" Xue Lang's reaction was surprised at this time.

Xue Lang thought to himself that even the commander of the first army was captured by the bandits, which would have a very small impact on the morale of both sides. This also shows how bad the defeat was that day. My mentality turned into pessimism, and the excitement of the governor disappeared.

Xue Lang asked, "What does Du Jing mean when he is straight and upright?

Is that what the saints call "changing the year into a fortune, and the achievements are greater than those of Yao and Shun"?

"Yan Xiangjie's love, Yan Gong can grow...beheaded by the rebels."

"Worry, the whole city is looking for me." I was too good at comforting people, so I borrowed Bi Xi's words and said, "Live for the Great Wall."

"how?"

I pondered for a moment and said, "I guess that maybe the king's army won a battle in Luoyang, and the rebels were threatened and hurried back.

Du Youlin replied: "The palace should think about asking Du Jiang for help, but should use me."

"I am not willing to say it." Du Wulang said sadly: "I really know what to do."

Seeing Wei Yun getting up, Li Longji raised his hand to stop you and said, "You come back to get some items, and you're still resting at the Chunming Gate Tower outside the night.

But I know the inside story of Xu Shao. After all, I could have investigated Shu Han.

The next day, Xue Lang blocked Chang'an and summoned all officials to discuss the court in the Xuanzheng Hall of Xiaoming Palace. It was Gu Li Longji's consent, and he still forged an edict to relocate Li Longji to the Minister of War, and was the eighth rank of the Zhongshumen, and added silver and green Guanglu Xiaofu.

Bi Xisheng is in a lighter mood and has few questions to think about, but he has to cheer up and answer Xue Lang's questions that have practical basis for the time being

That was obviously a long-term solution, but for the sake of the matter, Bi Xi's words did reduce the weight of the saint's escape brought to Chang'an City.

I stepped hard, and after I was underground, I picked up the ink that could be planted dry and looked at it, and re-grinded the ink again

"Sir, I went to the north bank of the Yellow River to look in the formation and saw with my own eyes that there were no small groups of rebels heading eastward."

It was very slow. I wrote a letter of official letter and broke it and sent it to hand it out.

I recruited Li Longji and learned that Bi Xi was sick. So I recruited Du Wulang, but after asking for advice, Du Wulang had a suggestion.

I originally wanted to continue writing letters from home, but I really knew how to tell Yan Yan about this.

Shu Han is dead, and I need to subdue the Xue Party. How can I push the force that assists me as the crown prince at this time?

Tianbao Tianbao starts from the spiritual treasure and ends from the spiritual treasure. However, what is the reason for the people?

There were a few officials standing at the door, but Bi Xisheng saw it, so he forgot to cheer up after us.

I shook my head and dispelled the thought and patted Yan Zhenqing on the shoulder.

Finally, the tip of the pen fell on it, and I wrote seven words first.

"teacher."

After leaving Xiaoming Palace, Du Wulang and Bi Xisheng walked together. The two of them also rode horses and walked towards the imperial city.

"Wei Tianbao for 17 years, the year Gui is on the 24th day of the 20th day of the 20th day of the 20th day of the 20th day of the 20th day of the 20th day of the 20th day of the 20th day of the 20th day of the 20th day of the 20th day of the 20th day of the 20th day of the 20th day of the 20th day

When Du Wulang saw Bi Xi, he said the rebels' eastward journey to Luoyang with emotion and willingness; Bi Xisheng was busy until the evening before returning home, and pushed the door open and entered.

Wei Yun is writing a family book

"At most, the rebels will retreat to attack Chang'an after the New Year." Li Longji put away his light expression and said in a calm tone: "You don't have time yet."

Li Longji just put away his pen and was surprised when he heard this

Yan Zhenqing still had tears under her face, looking lost.

Because he had been by An Lushan for a long time, Du Youlin also understood a little about the way to employ people and said, "The power is in the palace, of course, if you want to use it, you can use it."

However, Du Youlin had arrived in a hurry and shouted from afar: "Yan Xiang, call him into the palace..."

Regarding the truth or false news, the arrangements for the young people have already ended. Li Longji found an excuse to enter and exit Xiaoming Palace and arrange new defenses at the city tower.

No one wanted to question, but he stuttered his lips but said it was a word. Because even after the time comes, the court never denied that the saint had escaped. Dare to question, it is inevitable that he would be severely punished for the crime of "shaking the morale of the army."

The praises that I once said in the past are now full of words, and they are written until Bi Xi and Yan Yan's marriage. Before, the topic changed.

Everyone was glad to hear it.

Yan Zhenqing had the ability to see that, and he spoke Shu Han and talked about it.

Xue Lang's mind flashed and he suddenly understood what Nanyang's request was. But the request was too much, so I believed that I was thinking about it.

"Yan Xiang?"

I smelled a stinking smell before, and when I looked carelessly, I found that Li Longji was covered in blood and was covered in bird room.

I am a minister, and if I scold the king, it will be a discomfort. I might as well take the defeat of Tongguan under myself and express it in this way

"What happened?"

Xue Lang still heard it, so he opened his mouth and wanted to admit it. Before he could speak, he stopped it again.

Although he had no thoughts, this move was still focused on small matters. Li Longji then went to the Sect of the Central Secretariat.

"What do you think Du Jiang?" Xue Lang asked

Before writing a wrong word, Li Longji crossed it out casually and continued to write it on.

Yan Zhenqing said: "Ge Shuhan suffered a stroke and his legs were paralyzed. Depending on the situation that day, it may be difficult to evacuate the battlefield."
To be continued...