Han Shizu

Chapter 229 Sick Tiger Fangs
Zhang's residence is also within Luocheng, not far from Yanwang's residence, just two streets away, so that it is convenient for Yanwang to call to discuss military affairs.

The Zhang Mansion under the setting sun is immersed in a sad atmosphere, with white flags, white paper and white lanterns, monks and Taoists gathered together, and the sorrow and joy are pervasive and touching.Surrounded by heavy security, with white scarves on their heads and cold faces standing guard around them, they are sharp men from Prince Yan's Mansion.Now almost all the people in Youzhou are soldiers, and after a year of expansion, war damage, reorganization, and the exclusion of Zhuo and Yi, there are more than [-] Mabu troops in the north with Youzhou as the center of defense.

Among so many soldiers, there were more than 30 generals and schools commanding more than a thousand people. Except for those who were assigned to garrison among the towns and forts in the surrounding counties, all of them came to the scene to express their condolences.

"My son." At the corner of the courtyard, Zhao Siwan found Zhao Kuangzan and called out.

Zhao Siwan was wearing chain mail and mourning cloth, with her hand resting on the waist knife all the time, looking murderous.

Zhao Siwan was originally awarded by the imperial court for his meritorious service in Jifeng Mountain. He was the governor of Yongzhou. Since he followed Zhao Kuangzan to the north, he was even more important.

"Has everything been arranged?" Zhao Kuangzan hid behind the gray wall, looking in the direction of the mourning hall. Apart from the constant mourning and joy, there was already a lot of noise there.

"Please don't worry, my son, the ghost face and Yajun are all arranged. They are absolute confidantes. They will not miss any important matters. We only wait for the order of the king and the son!" Zhao Siwan seemed eager to try.

"How many people are still on the list?"

"There are still two commanders, do you want to send someone to invite them?" Zhao Siwan asked.

"No need!" Zhao Kuangzan expressed his veto without hesitation, and ordered: "I will send another person to deal with it. You control Zhang's mansion yourself. Those who pass through the mansion tonight have no orders. They can only enter and leave, and no one is allowed to escape!"

"Yes!"

In the front yard of the mourning hall, seven or eight tables of funeral banquets have been set up, and all the Youzhou civil and military officials who are qualified to pass the mansion have already taken their seats.The buzzing voices did not subside, which disturbed the seriousness of the scene and showed no respect for the dead.

"I'm dead, and I'm going to have to suffer this living crime." Several generals gathered around a table with mourning silk casually hanging on their bodies, and one of them said impatiently.

"The King of Yan asked me to wait, but he came late. Why is that? With this skill, it's better to lead troops in the army!" Another person echoed.

People are divided into groups, and these people are basically the targets of Zhao Yanshou's "elimination".

"Shut up!" A general with a stern face reprimanded lightly, looking quite powerful.It seems to be the leader of this gang, and it is.This person, Zhang Yan, is Fan Yangyang's powerful army leader, and now he is the deputy commander of the Yameni (the commander of the capital is also written by Zhao Kuangzan), holding military power, and was ranked among the top five in the Yan army before.

When he showed his power, the generals on the table shut up, but only for a while.Soon, we chatted again.They are all military leaders, although they belong to the same cause, who can really restrain whom.

"Judge Zhang is dead, King Yan is sick, and I don't know how long it will last." A white-faced and needless schoolboy beside Zhang Yan lowered his voice, and his words seemed unscrupulous.

"Don't let other people hear such words." Zhang Yan glanced at the man, looking cautious in a low voice, but said in his mouth: "I guess, it won't last long."

"I heard that King Yan's condition is getting worse day by day. Look at him recently, he has been fully supporting Zhao Kuangzan to take power. This is obviously preparing for the funeral!" The white-faced captain said coldly: "It's impossible to say, when will King Yan die? Yes. Zhao Kuangzan is a child, how can he control the overall situation of Youyan. General Zhang, we must be prepared, Youzhou also has our share, and we cannot be destroyed by him."

Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows, looked at the lantern in front of the mourning hall, looked at the word "Dian" in a daze, and said flatly: "This is not a place to discuss this matter!"

"understand!"

Finally, people didn't have to wait too long. When the patience of the army chiefs was exhausted, Yan Wang Zhao Yanshou finally appeared.Dressed in black and white robes, he came solemnly in plain clothes, with steady steps, and from the outside, there was no abnormality, as if his body was in good health.

Bring civil and military, into the mourning hall.The scene where Zhao Yanshou offered his condolences in person was naturally much more solemn.The clerk held the album and read aloud the Shinto inscription written by Zhao Yanshou himself for Zhang Li.Zhao Yanshou himself has a good literary talent and poetic talent, and the sacrificial rites written are sincere and touching, and those who understand are moved, but the martial arts present are drowsy.

Until the end of the condolences, the civil servants dispersed one after another, and the generals were ordered by King Yan to move to another courtyard.

"General Zhang, something is wrong." Since entering the other courtyard, the white-faced captain stared at the guards standing around, and many of them had scars on their faces.

"It's the people from Ghost Face City, there are so many ghost face troops hidden in the Zhang Mansion!" Zhang Yan's expression suddenly became very serious.

His eyes flickered a few times, and without hesitation, Zhang Yan left the team and wanted to go back to the vestibule. The white-faced capital school seemed to have thought of something, and followed closely, but was stopped by the sergeant in front of the courtyard.

"Presumptuous, dare to stop this general?" Zhang Yan sternly scolded.

The guarding sergeant didn't respond at all, just stopped them and refused to let them go.

Before Zhang Yan got angry, a sarcastic voice rang in his ears: "What does General Zhang intend to do?"

Hearing the sound, Zhang Yan's body tensed up, and Zhang Yan squinted, looking at Zhao Siwan's ugly face, suddenly panicked.He casually found an excuse: "I'm feeling sick in my stomach, and it's convenient for me to come out."

"General Sun is not feeling well?" Zhao Siwan smiled ugly, and glanced at the white-faced Duxiao.

"I"

Not listening to him at all, Zhao Siwan said to Zhang Yan directly and indifferently: "The general understands that General Zhang is inconvenient, but the king of Yan summoned him, so he can only wrong the general."

"General Zhao, please report to the King of Yan, I will be here later!" Zhang Yan said perfunctorily, and then wanted to break out.

Being stopped again, facing Zhao Siwan who was blocking the way, Zhang Yan suddenly became angry: "Zhao Siwan, you are a small commander, how dare you rush into the Shangguan?"

Seeing his arrogance, Zhao Siwan didn't say much, just put his hand on the handle of the knife, with a cold light in his eyes.He has long disliked this immediate superior.

Seeing what happened, Zhang Yan couldn't help but exchanged glances with the captain surnamed Sun, and both could see the worries and worries in the eyes of both parties.

The two of them were almost escorted into the other courtyard, and all the passages between them had been occupied by Sergeant Ghost Miandu.If this is the case, if you don't know what is going to happen, you are hopelessly stupid.

"The king is here!" Accompanied by a shout, Zhao Yanshou and his son appeared and stood on the steps.

"Your Majesty, if you want to see us, why do you have to fight like this? Is this to treat us as prisoners?" Looking up at the father and son, Zhang Yan was full of resentment, and went out directly, taking the lead to question Zhao Yanshou.

Scanning around, Zhao Yanshou sighed, and said: "You are all heroes of Youyan, the backbone of the Yan army. I want to go to the age of the year, and I will go hand in hand with you, fight bloody battles, and restore Youzhou to chase Khitan. Now, However, in a year, the hearts of the people have been so dissipated. For all of you, I think I have tolerated it enough. However, recently, some people have deceived the people with false rumors, disrupted the morale of the army, and caused the morale of the army to be in turmoil. Youzhou has reached a very dangerous point. For Youyan, ten Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians, please forgive Zhao, we can't tolerate it any longer!"

"What does King Yan want to do?" Zhang Yan asked nervously.

"Take it!" Zhao Yanshou waved without any further words, and the surrounding soldiers rushed forward like wolves.

(End of this chapter)