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It was late at night, and the bells of the closing gates of Chang'an began to echo throughout the city. Some people who could not go home rushed into a neighborhood nearby and randomly found an inn to live in. This was the rule that the Tang Dynasty had lasted for a hundred years. Once the gates were closed, no one could be the exception to the army that implemented military orders.

Just as the gate of the fang was closed, a fast horse rushed into the gate of Yanshoufang, but the horseman did not breathe a sigh of relief. He looked panicked, but instead accelerated the horse speed and ran wildly into the fang along the street.

Zhang Potian's house is located in Yanshoufang. At this moment, the Minister of Rites of the Tang Dynasty was standing in front of the window with a cup of tea, staring at the northeast direction. As soon as the head of the family died, a storm in Hedong was about to arise. He knew very well what consequences would be. There was a Pei family in the north and a Cui family in the south, but he only had 30,000 troops in his hand, and he could not resist the two major families swallowing each other at the same time. The Zhang family was in danger, but as the pillar of the Zhang family, he must not give up. He wanted to do all his efforts to save the decline. Just this afternoon, the emperor Li Shi put this opportunity in front of him.

If he promised to cooperate with him, then after the death of the head of the family, he would visit Hedong again, just like more than a month ago. This is indeed a very effective method. No matter how anxious the Cui Pei and the other families were, they would not be able to do anything more than attack Hedong. In this way, they would have time to make defense deployments.

But the Li family's condition was to let him take away the military power of the Tianqi Camp and kill Zhang Huan, which made Zhang Potian embarrassed. He wrote that the three of them were the crowd a few months ago, but now he turned against him. This really made him feel uneasy. On the one hand, it was a family crisis, and on the other hand, it was the Zhang family's children he once admired the most, but now it is not.

The idea that Zhang Huan was no longer a child of the Zhang family suddenly emerged, and Zhang Potian's heart began to move. Yes! Not only was he not a child of the Zhang family, but he might also be a disaster for the Zhang family. "Damage". Zhang Potian suddenly snorted heavily, almost crushing the teacup with his hand strength, and the eldest brother almost did something stupid.

Just as Zhang Potian was about to make up his mind, a burst of rapid footsteps ran from outside. Zhang Yang, who was in charge of contacting our sect in the capital, rushed into his study without even reporting. He held a red pigeon letter tightly in his hand and shouted in a crying voice: "Fourth Uncle! He is here, he is here!"
Chapter completed!