Zheng Rong said

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Blue sky and day.

A soldier in ordinary armor was in a hurry, looking around as he walked. A group of patrol soldiers passed by, and the man quickly retreated and bowed his head and lowered his eyes.

When the patrolling soldiers passed by, he hurriedly walked away, his steps became more rapid, but he seemed to have no direction, and walked back and forth on several forked roads many times.

Finally he found his destination, a camp with a few tents scattered, but the guards were still tight.

The soldier stood in the shadows and observed for a while, taking a deep breath and puffing himself up.

Unsurprisingly, he was stopped by guards.

"Stop, idlers are not allowed to enter here."

The soldier smiled foolishly, "The little one was ordered to summon General Ling."

The guards at the head looked at each other, "Whose order?"

The soldier was about to reply, but he saw a man walking towards this side, with no armor but his eyes were oppressive, he hurriedly shut his mouth, but it was too late to leave.

The person who came was Fan Sheng, "Whose order?" He asked again.

The soldier clenched his spear tightly, his lowered eyes revealed a hint of sternness, "The young man is here to summon General Ling by order of the commander in chief."

The atmosphere was unusually quiet, and the guards looked at Fan Sheng and waited for him to speak.

But Wen Fansheng ordered swiftly, "Take it!"

The halberd, saber and gun immediately put the soldier's neck on the ground, and the soldier looked around, his eyes suddenly became serious, he shouted violently, and swept the spear in his hand, shaking the surrounding guards away.

Yun Jie was suddenly awakened by the loud shouting, and when he listened carefully again, he could faintly hear the sound of fighting, he sat up hurriedly, took his clothes and put them on.

Standing three feet away, Yun Jie saw Fan Sheng wrestling with a person at the entrance of the camp, and the gleaming spearhead surrounded the two of them, eager to go up.

He couldn't figure out the situation, how Fansheng fought with his own soldiers, and seeing that the soldier was very skilled, someone with this kind of force could fight Fansheng a few times, he shouldn't be an ordinary soldier, the real people in the army really don't reveal themselves.

At this time, suddenly the soldier made a strange move, easily dodging Fan Sheng, the spear was released from his hand, and the tip of the spear stabbed in the direction of Yunjie with a cold light.

Yun Jie's heart skipped a beat, but luckily the spear came menacingly but was not aimed enough, so it brushed past his ear.However, the following soldier pushed his palm and hit him on the chest. Although it was not enough to seriously injure him, but his strength had not yet recovered, so he had to retreat again and again. The soldier followed extremely closely and moved extremely fast. Before he could make a move, his neck was clamped by the opponent, and at the same time something was quickly stuffed into his chest.

The soldier held him back all the way, there was a kind of pleading in his eyes, and he spoke quickly and softly, "The marshal made an appointment with the general in three days' time to face the sandy land to the west, and there will be an open fire as a sign at that time, I beg the general to come to the appointment, The token is already in the general's arms."

After finishing speaking, he slapped himself, spit out blood, and quickly turned around to meet Fan Sheng who was chasing him.

Yun Jie coughed dryly and looked forward in disbelief. He reached into his bosom and took out a silk handkerchief. He glanced at it and saw that the pattern on it was very similar to his jade pendant. What surprised him was the handkerchief on the corner of the silk handkerchief. It was my mother's name.

The wounded soldier was defeated by Fan Sheng, and after a few moves, he was defeated.

Handsome account.

Monarchs and ministers are clearly arranged.

Han Ji had to look through the documents on Shuai's case for a while.

Yang Zhan looked at him several times, and finally asked,

"Ji'er, General Ling is caught in a storm of rumors, what do you think is the best way to deal with it?"

The time of confinement is not short, and now the person has been picked up, so what to do with Han Ji, Yang Zhan can only ask.

"What do you think, uncle?" Han Ji flipped through the volume without raising his eyelids.

"General Ling's background is beyond doubt, so he should be restored to his original position."

"It's enough to put an end to rumors and issue an edict, but I'm afraid General Ling himself won't stay in office."

Yang Zhan asked, "Why?"

"It's cold."

Yang Zhan said with a smile, "A dignified man's ambition to serve the country can make a half-year confinement cold? General Ling is not such a person."

Han Ji walked out of the handsome case and sat down on the chair next to Yang Zhan,

"As a general, his injustice was avenged but his prestige was also lost. There was always something in his mind."

"Don't worry about it, just enlighten and enlighten."

"If he doesn't want to stay in the barracks, will uncle force him to stay?"

The two looked at each other, Yang Zhan blinked, thought for a moment and frowned slightly, and said, "General Ling is a rare talent in the army regardless of martial arts and strategy. You can also be your deputy. You have been fighting with the Yan family for more than ten years, and you don’t know when peace will come in the future. Regardless of whether you think about it in the short term or in the long run, talents in the army are indispensable, and you should persuade him."

"He has no relatives in this world. Where can he go after leaving the barracks? What can he do? Ji'er also intends to train him. If he leaves, your hard work will be in vain." After a while, Yang Zhan said again, He thought to Han Ji's assumption that Yun Jie's words and deeds must have revealed his intention to retire.

I don't know whether Han Ji intended it or not, but he continued, "It's not like there is nowhere to go. There are many vacancies for military attaches in Beijing and China."

There were only two people in the tent, and they naturally heard what Han Ji said. The meaning of this sentence could not be more obvious, but Yang Zhan didn't know what to say for a while.

At this time, Fan Sheng reported outside, "Report to Commander, an assassin has been caught."

The two stood up at the same time, Yang Zhan asked, "What assassin?"

Fan Sheng then replied, "This man wanted to assassinate General Ling, but he has been captured."

Han Ji hurried out of the tent and saw Yun Jie standing at the end of the queue. He walked over the guards to Yun Jie and looked up and down.

Yun Jie whispered, "I'm fine."

Yang Zhan didn't miss this detail at the door, looked at the assassin with a different eye, turned back with a flick of his sleeves, "Bring it in."

The assassin was supported left and right, his legs were paralyzed, his mouth opened unconsciously, and blood flowed out, oozing down along the lines of the armor.

Fan Sheng also pointed at the back of the assassin's neck, the assassin's legs trembled a few times and came back to life, the left and right guards exerted pressure, the assassin's knees buckled and he knelt heavily.

"Who are you? Who ordered you?" Yang Zhan asked coldly.

The assassin only stared fiercely, with his mouth open,

"Marshal, in order to prevent the assassin from committing suicide, his subordinates twisted off his jaw, but they didn't find it."

Yang Zhan signaled Fan Sheng to connect him, and with a click, the assassin spat blood on the ground, his head held high, "If you want to kill, you can cut it!"

A guard stepped forward, stripped off the assassin's armor, found a secret letter from under his clothes, and handed it to Yang Zhan.

The assassin's acupoints were tapped and he couldn't move, his eyes widened anxiously, his eyes were bloodshot, and he wished he could swallow the letter raw.

It was written clearly in the letter, asking him how to spread rumors and assassinate at will.

The most important thing is the signature at the end of the letter.

But the assassin seemed to accept his fate, and suddenly laughed, "Dingkang will be defeated, and our Yan clan will rule the world!"

Han Ji read the letter and handed it to Yun Jie with a gloomy expression on his face.

There was only silence left on Yun Jieli's side, and his heart became more and more suspicious.

"So, Yun Zhantian is at the end of the road, and can only resort to such dirty tricks as assassination." Yang Zhan said.

"Hmph, as long as you can control the enemy, what kind of benevolence and righteousness are there!" The assassin was righteous, as if it was not he who was captured but the people around him.

The corners of Yang Zhan's mouth twitched, and he asked with a smile, "Looks like torture is impossible. I just want to ask you, Yun Zhetian doesn't know the truth of capturing the thief and the king, but why did he use a plan to frame General Ling instead of directly assassinating the commander?" ?”

The assassin twisted his neck and squinted at Yun Jie, and said angrily, "Who doesn't know that the commander-in-chief's camp is heavily guarded with copper walls and iron walls. If I try to assassinate, I will definitely lose. This kid has repeatedly ruined my family's marshal's plans. You broke the embankment and released water, causing our army to be defeated, if you don’t kill him, it’s hard to relieve the anger in your heart!”

Yang Zhan snorted coldly, flashed a flash of cunning, and waved his hand to order, "Hold him down, keep him under strict watch, and don't let him die." Fan Sheng said that the assassin had nothing to hide, and it's not like Yang Zhan couldn't do it.

It's a pity that both he and Fan Sheng made a mistake.

But seeing the assassin start to spout black blood, his eyes turned white within a moment.Fan Sheng hastily pinched his jaw to force him to open his mouth, but it was too late, the assassin's tongue was intact, and when he felt for the pulse, the poison had already attacked his heart, he thought he had taken the drug early, no matter whether he succeeded or failed, he would die.

The assassin fell to the ground with a bang, but his empty eyes looked at Yunjie as if he was dying.

Yun Zhetian sneaked into his own barracks at the expense of a dead soldier with high martial arts skills, and his purpose and intention have been revealed.Yang Zhan naturally breathed a sigh of relief. What puzzled him was that General Ling in front of him was no longer his former style, and his spirit was listless, which could explain one or two reasons. However, he was so emaciated, and he never ordered him to be harsh on him.

"General Ling has suffered, and he can rest in peace for a few days." Yang Zhan felt a little distressed.

Yun Jie didn't move and didn't answer, until Yang Zhan called him again and again, Han Ji patted him on the back, then came back to his senses and looked at Yang Zhan blankly.

Yang Zhan didn't care, and smiled, "In half a year, General Ling has lost a lot of weight. Could it be that he is angry and refuses to eat?"

Yun Jie was even more confused, blinked a few times and looked at Han Ji,

"Now that the truth is out, General Ling, who has been wronged and wronged, may not be able to relax for a while. Other matters will be discussed later. Uncle, I will send General Ling back to the camp first."

After Han Jiyan stopped, he couldn't help but half push and half take Yun Jie away.

Yang Zhan stretched out his retaining hand halfway and had to retract it, gradually his expression was as dignified as the dusk.

There was no words all the way, and the two kept their distance and returned to the tent one after the other.

Han Ji put the meal in front of Yun Jie himself, "You slept on and off for a day and a night, eat something."

Yun Jie randomly picked up a few mouthfuls of rice, but he couldn't eat. He barely swallowed half of the soup, and he lost his appetite. He caught a glimpse of Han Ji sitting aside in a daze, so he raised his hand in front of his eyes,

Han Ji grabbed his hand and laughed easily, "Why?"

Yun Jie withdrew his hand and smiled coquettishly, "I remember what I said, but can you give me some time?"

Han Ji nodded in agreement.

After Yun Jie fell asleep, Han Ji went back to his camp honestly. He called Fan Sheng and asked what had happened.

According to Fan Sheng's description, there is no doubt that there is something to be found.

But the two of them knew very well that Feng Qi's rumor had nothing to do with Yun Zhetian!

The chirping of insects was silent.

The candles in Han Ji's tent were lit all night.