Chapter 108 The real contest (in the middle)

Zhang Huan took the letter and took it directly into his arms without looking. Pei Mingyuan was a little surprised, "Don't you take a look?"

"Pei Xiangguo's letter needs to be calm and savored carefully. Now I read it in the restaurant. Wouldn't it be disrespectful to Pei Xiang?"

Zhang Huan smiled and bowed to him, "It was Mr. Pei who helped him for justice that night, and Zhang Huan was very grateful."

"I saw injustice on the road, just draw my sword to help!" Pei Mingyuan smiled slightly, and he stared into Zhang Huan's eyes and said, "If my Pei family also encountered this situation, General Zhang would definitely not stand by, right?"

"Of course, if I meet it, I will naturally draw my sword to help."

When Zhang Huan said this, he clasped his fists and said apologizing: "Sorry, Mr. Pei, there is a friend waiting upstairs. I'm afraid I can't have a long talk. I think Mr. Pei will definitely have something else to do when he invites me. Please tell me directly."

Pei Mingyuan nodded and smiled faintly, "Actually it's not a big deal. We found that the Lanling Music Club won the championship in this Sanjin Music Conference is quite subtle. They spent at least 30,000 guan, which is really confusing. Generals might as well pay attention."

After saying that, he gave a gift and took the man away.

Zhang Huan sat down slowly. Of course, what Pei Mingyuan said would not be a trivial matter. From the fact that they could kill ten assassins, they could infer that they knew Cui Yuan’s arrangements well. Now they told themselves that there was something wrong with Lanling Music Square, and the implication was that Cui Yuan’s next action was.

"Lanling Music House?" Zhang Huan closed his eyes and thought. After the opponent caused him to suffer a loss last time, he was silent again. Of course, he would command Zhang Ruojin behind his back, but Zhang Huan had a premonition that this person would not disappear, and he would definitely take action. From the fact that he drew the water ghost in the Yellow River to the villa at night, it can be seen that he was a big deal, and he could move dozens or even hundreds of people. Then Lanling Music House was most likely his next big deal.

But the dispute between the head of the Zhang family has fallen into pieces, and it is meaningless to move any more. Could it be that his goal is?

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Zhang Huan suddenly understood Cui Yuan’s real purpose in pointing at Hedong this time.

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Lanling Music House is located in the east of the city, with nearly 200 zither dancers and dancers. It is one of the eight major music houses in Hedong. At this time, the annual Sanjin Music Club has come to an end. Lanling Music House has emerged and has taken away the championship of this year's music club, which has caused everyone a big surprise.

The music shop is very lively at this moment, and everyone's face is filled with excitement, winning the championship, which means that their business will be prosperous next year and that they will have more income.

In a small building in the music shop, Li Fanyun stood in front of the window and stared silently into the distance. She had changed from the Taoist priest's robe, wore a bright and gorgeous grenade skirt, had a high bun on her head, and heavy makeup on her face.

She was the eldest daughter of the former crown prince and was named Princess Changyue by the late emperor. That day, the late emperor passed away, and a sudden storm hit the Tang Dynasty palace. Her father and all his relatives died overnight.

She has been waiting for sixteen years today. She still remembered clearly what happened sixteen years ago. That year she was eight years old. On that day, countless soldiers rushed into the palace, killed her mother, and all her brothers and sisters. Her wet nurse hugged her and hid in a dry well and escaped. She stayed in the dry well for two days and two nights. Later, she met Cui Yuan, and Cui Yuan hid her.

But the cold crescent moon on the dry well has been lingering in her heart for many years.

As she grew up, when she became a monk at the age of sixteen, she finally learned that the murderer who destroyed them was today's Emperor Li Shi, the Tang Dynasty emperor, and Zhang Liangdi, who was hiding in the deep palace, was the current queen mother.

From then on, hatred sprouted in her heart. She was eager to avenge her parents every day, and revenge became the whole of her life. Until more than twenty days ago, the Prime Minister suddenly came to her and told her that Li Shi would go to Taiyuan. Her chance to take revenge finally came.

It was already dusk, and Li Fanyun's eyes slowly retracted. She walked to the couch and took out a jade flute from a bag. This was given to her by Cui Yuan when she left. The flute was warm and flawless, and was carved from a top-quality jade.

At this time, she accidentally saw the mirror, and a beautiful lady appeared in the mirror. Li Fanyun frowned slightly. She didn't like to wear makeup, and she didn't like to wear such gorgeous clothes, which made her feel uncomfortable.

"Come!"

A maid walked into the door, "Please give me instructions."

"Go and get me a basin of water."

"Yes." The maid saluted and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait," Li Fanyun sighed, "Forget it, don't fetch water." If she couldn't even bear this little thing, what else could she take revenge?

"You go and call Jinsi Ji and Yinsi Ji!" Li Fanyun habitually walked back to the window with his hands behind his back. The moon had already come up, as thin as a hook, as if he had seen it in the dry well sixteen years ago.

"Li Shi, I have been waiting for this day for a long time." Her voice was low, as if it had condensed millions of years of expectation.

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There were already traffic in front of Jinyang Palace. Groups of officials got off the carriage and were inspected before entering the palace. Today, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty will host a banquet for officials above the sixth rank in Taiyuan to show their rewards for their stay in Beidu. Taiyuan Yin, Shaoyin, Recording Officer Military Affairs, Six Caos and the magistrates of various counties and counties in Taiyuan Prefecture. In addition to these officials, there are many retired officials living in Taiyuan, as well as free officials with titles. In addition, the Li family specially invited ten elderly people over the age of 90.

In the Qilin Hall of Jinyang Palace, there were long rows of banquets on both sides, and the tables were filled with various exquisite dishes. There were only dozens of palace maids and eunuchs in Jinyang Palace, and they could not host such a large-scale banquet. These wines and dishes were provided by major famous restaurants in Taiyuan. For this reason, they closed down for one day and tried their best.

Before the time came, the emperor had not yet appeared. The officials gathered in groups of three or five and whispered. Most of the topics were the Sanjin Music Conference held in the past few days and the polo competition that was about to start in Chang'an.

Because there were not many officials, Zhang Huan and Zhu Li were both lucky to be in the table. Although they were both fourth-rank generals, Zhang Huan had a title and his status was much higher than Zhu Li. At this moment, he was caught by a thin old man. The old man was Master King of Jin, named Qu Ziyou. He was an absolute polo bet fan. He bets thousands of trump cards every year in the polo competition, but unfortunately he never won. After the game, he vowed not to bet anymore. But on that day, all the vows would be thrown out of the sky as usual. Seeing that this year's polo competition was approaching, his gambling addiction broke out again, and he threw 3,000 trump cards in one breath to the polo team of Longyou Army, because it won the top last year.

"General Zhang, I just got the news that the last top match this year was held in Dongneiyuan. Do you think Longyoujun's prince's uniform will not be able to adapt to the venue there?"

Qu Ziyou's eyes were full of worries. He still remembered that the top match of the two years ago was held in Dongneiyuan. As a result, Longyou Army lost to Hebei Army. He studied it carefully afterwards and finally concluded that because the game was held in the morning, the chief of Longyou Army's success was directly shot by the sun because he hit the ball with his left hand, so he lost because he was not very high.

"General Zhang, can you find a way to prevent Dong Neiyuan from playing, or change the top-ranking competition to the afternoon? I will thank you very much."

Zhang Huan looked at him in a daze, his face was so sharp that his cheeks were a little sore. He wanted to leave, but his arm was tightly held by the other party. It doesn't matter whether he could change the competition venue now. What matters is who this person is?

"General Zhang!" Chen Xianfu, the eunuch general manager, hurried over. He glanced at Qu Ziyou and whispered to Zhang Huan: "Your Majesty let you go."

Zhang Huan was greatly inspired, and he apologized to the old man in front of him who had too much expectations for him: "Your order cannot be violated, we will talk about it another day!"

"Where does General Zhang live? I'll visit you tomorrow!" Qu Ziyou seemed to be even more excited than him.

"This... let's talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow!"

Zhang Huan left a sentence and walked away with Chen Xianfu. He heard a voice that was unwilling to accept it from afar, "General Zhang, I'll come to you that night."

This sentence attracted countless people's attention.

Zhang Huan hurried to the inner palace with Chen Xianfu. Chen Xianfu signaled Zhang Huan to stop. He went in and reported first. Zhang Huan had never been closed. He saw Li Shiming sitting on the couch and listening to the report of the Jinyang Palace General Manager. His voice was sharp and it was heard word by word in Zhang Huan's ears. "Your Majesty, there is no kabuki in the Jinyang Palace, and the banquet is a bit deserted. The old slave originally planned to invite the top three people from this Sanjin Music Conference to perform their skills to Your Majesty. It happened to be used at the banquet. I wonder if Your Majesty is right?"

The Li clan was obviously interested, and he smiled and said, "When I entered the city, I heard about this. It's so good, I'm sure."

The general manager of Jinyang Palace thanked En and hurried away. Chen Xianfu whispered in the room, "Zhang Huanxuan is here."

"Send him in."

Chen Xianfu walked to the door and waved to Zhang Huan, "The emperor ordered you to meet him."

Zhang Huan sorted out his clothes and strode into the room.

"My minister Zhang Huan meets His Majesty."

"Sit down!" Li Shi pointed to a soft embroidered mat next to him and smiled, and could tell that he was in a good mood.

"Thank you!" Zhang Huan sat down, he pondered for a moment and asked, "Have your Majesty gone smoothly?"

"Fortunately, I just ran all the way and was really tired." At this time, Li Shi's smile gradually disappeared. He looked at Zhang Huan with a slightly cold look and said, "Why isn't the heir of the Zhang family's head not you?"

"Report to Your Majesty, I am a concubine, and my clan members cannot tolerate it."

The Li Shi nodded, "I think this should be the reason."
Chapter completed!