Chapter 253: The plan of bitter meat

The next day, before dawn, a sudden news swept across Chang'an City. Zhang Huan, the governor of Longyou and his subordinates, was assassinated. He was seriously injured. Eight of thirteen assassins died and five were arrested. The news did not directly name who was doing it, but it implied that the person who assassinated Zhang Huan had a war with him not long ago.

Needless to say, everyone understands that Zhu Li, the prince of Hanzhong. What is amazing is that Zhu Li did not come out to deny it, but maintained silence. This silence makes people feel a deep hatred.

As time went by, the news of Zhang Huan's assassination spread more and more widely. In front of his mansion, countless people came to inquire about the news. Some were sent by high-ranking officials and important officials, and some were spontaneously visited officials and people.

People were worried uneasy about what kind of waves the assassination of this largest warlord in the area would cause in the Tang Dynasty. Many officials who had just seen the dawn prayed for Zhang Huan and the future of the Tang Dynasty.

Two carriages rushed forward and behind the tight escorts of hundreds of guards. The people gathered in front of Zhang Huan's door made a way out. This was the right prime minister Pei Jun and the minister of justice Chu Xingshui arrived. Both of them looked the same solemn, especially Pei Jun. He received information that Zhu Li really sent someone to assassinate Zhang Huan. The only hope now is that Zhang Huan's injuries are not as serious as they are circulating. Otherwise, if he has three or two shortcomings, the situation in Longyou is likely to be out of control.

It was like a river rushing above his head. All he could do was to do was to do everything possible to prevent the dam from breaking.

Chu Xingshui was also worried. Not only was Zhang Huan his nephew, but more importantly, he had put too much hope in Zhang Huan, the future and future of their Chu family.

The faces of the right prime minister and the minister of justice made the people watching the door even more worried. When the two walked into the mansion, the discussion suddenly spread everywhere, and countless rumors emerged in the discussion:

‘The court will hold Zhu Li accountable.’

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‘The 100,000 troops in Longyou are about to attack Hanzhong.’

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The news spread quickly as if it had grown wings, and some official sources proved that the consequences were serious and the right prime minister was very angry.

The one who received Pei and Chu was Zhang Huan's concubine Yang Chunshui. She cried like tears. Last night, when the soldiers carried the blood-covered master into the mansion, she almost felt that the sky was about to collapse. She was only twenty-two years old. Should she be a widow?

Later, several imperial doctors from the palace appeared and disappeared like a lantern. The results of the diagnosis made her feel a little relieved. Zhang Huan's life was saved. At this moment, when she saw Pei Jun and Chu Xingshui, Yang Chunshui's tears broke the line like pearls. After only a few words, she burst into tears.

Pei Jun had no choice but to follow the housekeeper to Zhang Huan's ward. Nearly a hundred fully armed soldiers stood coldly at the door. Seeing Pei Jun and others coming, they all drew their swords and glared at them.

Pei Jun was angry, but his face did not show it. He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, everyone, I am here to visit your governor on behalf of the Queen Mother and the court, and there is no malice."

No one spoke, and only the silence and cold blade answered him. At this time, Zhang Huan's personal military commander Li Dingfang walked out of the house and bowed to Pei Jun, "Pei Xiangguo asked him to take care of him. The imperial doctor ordered that the governor must rest and must not disturb him."

"That's it..." Pei Jun thought for a while and said, "Speaking of this, I am still your governor's father-in-law, not an outsider, so I don't make things difficult for you. I just let me see my son-in-law at the door, and I feel at ease."

Chu Xingshui also whispered: "I am his uncle, and I only look at the door."

Li Dingfang had no choice but to wave his hand. The soldiers immediately dodged a path, but still stared at them vigilantly. Pei Jun walked to the door, and a strong smell of medicine and blood mixed together, and rushed towards him. He held his breath and looked into the room. He saw Zhang Huan's face pale, his eyes were closed, and he was sleeping.

Pei Jun sighed slightly, waved Li Dingfang aside, and asked in a low voice: "Where is the injury?"

"I was shot in one arrow on my legs and shoulders, but fortunately they were not poisonous arrows."

Pei Jun frowned, "Why are you so careless? Can't you protect him?"

"Report to the Prime Minister, everyone was still paying attention at first, but when they saw the mansion, they lost their vigilance. However, they did not expect that Zhu Li would assassinate in front of the mansion."

Li Dingfang had already pointed out Zhu Li, but Pei Jun was a little embarrassed. Whether it was Zhang Huan's death or Zhu Li's death, the Tang Dynasty would fall into chaos. How did he express his opinion? He pondered for a moment and said, "I heard that you have arrested the living, so I will leave it to Dali Temple! I will order the Dali Temple, the Ministry of Justice, and the Censorate to try this case."

Li Dingfang bowed and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "The governor said before he was in a coma that the murderer could not be handed over without his consent. Pei Xiangguo, please forgive me for not daring to disobey the military order."

Just as Li Dingfang was talking to Pei Jun, Chu Xingshui quietly received a note from a personal soldier, with only one sentence on the note: "The Ministry of Justice came forward to investigate."

Chu Xingshui realized at a glance that this was Zhang Huan's work. He immediately realized and his heart fell quietly. He immediately stepped forward and said to Pei Jun: "Pei Prime Minister, please return this matter to the Ministry of Justice for investigation! I will give the court and Zhang Huan an explanation."

Pei Jun glanced at him and took the opportunity to go down the steps. He nodded and said slowly: "I'll ask Secretary Chu for this matter."

The two looked at Zhang Huan at the door again before saying goodbye. When the waiters outside the mansion saw Pei and Chu coming out, they all surrounded each other, hoping to get the exact news from them.

Pei Jun waved his hand and said loudly to everyone: "We have visited Mr. Zhang, and his life is not serious. Please rest assured." He turned around and pointed to Chuxing Waterway: "The Ministry of Justice will be fully responsible for this assassination. He will definitely give Mr. Zhang and all those who care about this matter."

After saying that, he got on the carriage and left. Chu Xingshui also said a few official words, and got on the carriage and drove quickly towards the Ministry of Justice located in the Imperial City.

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At noon, Zhang Huan was awakened by a low crying sound. In order to hide from the imperial doctor, Zhang Huan did use a bitter meat plan. He was hit by two arrows and had a little blood. It was considered a minor injury. He was very sane, but the imperial doctors used the best medicinal materials to calm the mind and replenish blood, so he really couldn't wake up.

Zhang Huan slowly opened his eyes and saw Cui Ning sitting beside him, sobbing softly, his eyes swollen like peaches. He felt guilty. If she knew that he was a trick, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Don't cry, it's no big deal."

When Cui Ning saw that he was awake and still talked to him, she was surprised and hurriedly knelt beside him, touching his face and said, "Huanlang, are you really okay?"

Zhang Huan grabbed her hand and placed it on his face. A warm feeling in her hand penetrated into her heart. He smiled slightly and said, "After fighting for so many years, this small injury is nothing. It will be cured in one month at most."

As soon as he said this, he suddenly remembered something fatal, laughed dryly, and quickly changed his words: "It will take less than a month, at most three days, no! I can lively tonight."

Cui Ning's face turned red and he pinched him gently and said, "I'm talking nonsense again. Don't say three days, one month is not enough. I think you have to recover from the injury for at least three months."

'Three months!' Zhang Huan complained in his heart, and he was actually tied up and told her that he was using a trick? But he did have arrow wounds on his body, which had nothing to do with whether to use a trick. He couldn't help but regret it. If he had known, he would have let an injured personal soldier pretend to be him and find a few famous doctors who don't know him to treat him, and he could have fooled him. He didn't think of this solution last night.

At this time, Yang Chunshui brought in a bowl of freshly cooked white rice porridge. Behind her, a red shirt floated by, but did not enter the room. Cui Ning quickly helped Zhang Huan up, took the porridge bowl, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and blew it carefully to the cold. He carefully served Zhang Huan for food. Yang Chunshui was not idle either, adding charcoal to the brazier and sprinkled new fragrance in the copper stove.

Zhang Huan took a bite of porridge and said to Yang Chunshui: "You go and pack up first, and we will leave in the afternoon."

"Let's go?" Cui Ning was stunned. She hesitated and said, "Huanlang, where are you going?"

"Of course I'm going back to Longyou."

"No!" Cui Ning stood up and flatly rejected his ridiculous thoughts, "If you have injuries on your body, how can you travel a long distance? If the arrow wound bursts, it's not a joke."

"Don't be excited!" Zhang Huan quickly comforted her and said, "I'm not really going back to Longyou, I'm just making a gesture."

Cui Ning picked up the porridge bowl and sat down. She sighed softly and said, "You! You have to take advantage of even being injured. You really have no choice."

Yang Chunshui responded and went out to pack up his things. When he arrived outside the door, he heard her seemingly talking to someone, "Why don't you go in? He has woken up."

Zhang Huan and Cui Ning looked at each other, and at the same time they reacted. Cui Ning put down the bowl and quickly chased out. The footsteps gradually faded away. After a while, she saw her bringing a food box and walking in, shaking and saying, "Leave this and run away!"

Cui Ning put the food box on the small table and smiled: "I have never seen her cook before. See what delicious food she has cooked for you?"

Zhang Huan also looked at the box. The lid was opened and there was a plate inside, which was filled with more than a dozen fried browned eggs.

Zhang Huan stared at the fried eggs that still had warmth. He had no intention of making fun of him, but felt his nose slightly sore.

‘I’m just covering my forehead, and I’m playing in front of the flower gate. My husband rides a bamboo horse, plays around the bed and plays a green plum blossom, and lives with Changganli. I don’t think so.

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To be continued...