Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, the biggest enemy has always been Tibet in the southwest.
Over the years, although Datang and Tubo have reconciled and have done nothing wrong, how can the affairs between countries be made clear? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that sooner or later, Tubo and Datang will have a war.
Why didn't Gao Xianzhi, the deputy commander-in-chief of the Western Region Protectorate, come to Chang'an to look after Li Longji's house? Why didn't Ge Shuhan stay in the fiefdom and come all the way to congratulate Li Longji on his birthday?
They were almost the two most capable generals in the dynasty. Li Longji transferred them back to Chang'an. The meaning is self-evident.
In recent years, the military focus of the imperial court has been shifted to the southwest. One of the reasons for sending troops to the Khitan this time is to clear the pressure from the north and ensure that the Tang Dynasty has no worries. Only then can it settle down and deal with the Tibetans in the southwest.
Yang Guozhong originally thought that the war against Tibet would come within five to ten years. Even if he thought that An Lushan was going to rebel, he did not expect that Tibet would take advantage of it.
"Do you want to divide the world into four quarters?" Yang Guozhong frowned, "It's enough to be a good Tang Dynasty and change its political system, but you also want to cut off the orthodoxy of the Han people?"
"My father has the blood of the Hu people, and he has been looked down upon by you people of the Tang Dynasty since he was a child. Who knows how much hardship he suffered and how much weight he lost before he climbed to where he is today!" An Qingxu's face was ferocious, "But even so, he
Being looked down upon by others, because of his Huren bloodline, he will be ridiculed by those in the court who claim to be upright officials all his life. Ridicule is enough, there are countless impeachment letters every day to accuse us of having ulterior motives, and our family must be on tenterhooks.
Let’s live our lives and serve the emperor with a smiling face, for fear that one day the emperor’s knife will be on our necks!”
"We don't want to rebel, and we also want to be loyal ministers, but you can't tolerate us." An Qingxu said in a cold tone, "In this case, let's just rebel. The emperor will take turns and come to my house next year. What about the Tang people and what about the Hu people?
!You Tang people are allowed to take the throne, and the Hu people can only ride horses?"
Yang Guozhong said: "Even if a barbarian becomes the emperor, you still have to stabilize the country. There are Uighurs in the north of Khitan to contain it, but Tubo is ambitious and it is absolutely inappropriate to let them intervene."
"Haha, uncle, don't worry." An Qingxu said with a smile, "After dividing the Tang Dynasty, we will divide the Tibetans."
"Mr. Qi and his father are still discussing the specific plan. The worst result is that we retreat to the three towns and let the Khitan and Tubo fight for the Central Plains. When they cause trouble and destroy everyone, we will reap the benefits.
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Yang Guozhong sighed: "If this is the case, I'm afraid we have to wait ten or twenty years, and I don't know how many percent of the people in the Central Plains will die."
"I can't see that Uncle Yang still has compassion for the common people." An Qingxu sneered, "Death! The more deaths, the better!"
"When the time comes, we will set up another Beiting in Fanyang. My uncle will still be the prime minister, and his contribution to the dragon should be number one. As long as the An family exists for one day, the Yang family will enjoy wealth forever!"
Yang Guozhong naturally did not take An Qingxu's words seriously: "Now I am riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off. When the time comes, I just hope you will not forget me."
"Definitely." An Qingxu smiled.
"You will live in my Yang Mansion from now on. The underground is the structure of the Mo family, and there are many idle places. It is also convenient for you to hide there. I will let Fei'er take you there later."
"I know it was the original site of the Blood Clothes Hall." An Qingxu said, "Those people have given us a headache for a long time."
Yang Guozhong changed the subject: "But - if you want to bring someone in from the outside, you can't. They can only be the servants you bring with you."
"My nephew understands." An Qingxu nodded, "We will not stay here permanently. If the assassination fails, the intelligence of Chang'an City will also need to be searched. We will find another place to live outside and wait for the opportunity to show up again. We will not disturb you uncle.
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"Yeah." Yang Guozhong nodded and said toward the door of the study:
"Fei'er, take Mr. An to settle down."
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Youxiangju.
Han Shantun and Ye Shanzhao drew the map of Yang Mansion based on their own memories.
Li Xin'an looked at it and felt that
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The outline in my memory is too different.
Yang Mansion is the former site of Li Linfu's mansion, and Li Xin'an should be familiar with it. However, he has not been back for eighteen years, and his memory of Li Mansion has long been blurred.
However, the layout of the mansion can be changed, but the Mohist organization under the Li Mansion cannot be changed by Yang Guozhong.
The Bloody Clothes Hall has the clearest layout diagram of the Mohist organization underground in the Li Mansion. Every chain, gear, copper ladder, drainage channel, vent and secret passage entrance and exit is clearly marked with red pen.
Even the method of opening the secret passage is clearly written on it.
Han Shan and his wife were amazed by this. Over the years, they had tried to explore this huge group of institutions underground in the Li Mansion, but they could not understand it and had no choice but to give up.
"In war, it is important to have the right time, the right place, and the right people. Now that the right time, right place, and right people are all available, all that matters is the right time and the right people."
Li Xin'an faced Han Shan and his wife: "I would also like to ask the two seniors to give me some advice."
There was a crowd of people in the courtyard. Everyone present was a master of level three or above.
"Soldiers are more valuable than more valuable, but now all the people you send to me are elites. How can I be willing to give up anyone?"
Han Shantun shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Those who are above the middle level of the third grade will all go!"
Ye Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great, I thought I couldn't go."
Ye Shanzhao smiled and said, "Please stay by my side when Young Master Ye introduces you. I will protect you."
"Senior, I can also contribute, don't treat me like a weakling who doesn't see much use." Ye Qinglan said with a bitter face.
Han Shanfan said in a deep voice: "This time, our total manpower is only fifty, but there are nearly a thousand scattered people in the Yang Mansion. We can't fight hard, we have to outsmart them."
"When Yang Guozhong goes out, he will be protected secretly by a team of fifteen killers. After they leave, all we need to do is to feign an attack and go straight to the residence of Yang Guozhong's son, Yang Fei, to make them think that our target is Yang Fei.
, and secretly sneaked into the underground to steal the information."
"Everyone, please take a look."
He put his finger on the map of Pingkangfang, and pointed his index finger on a place northeast of Yang Mansion.
"This is the granary where Pingkangfang officials store grain. In order to ensure that no one else comes to support us when we attack Yang Mansion, we must create chaos and attract the attention of the imperial army. This granary is responsible for supplying food to the five streets of Pingkangfang.
It would be most appropriate to burn it."
"Xueyi Hall needs five smart and capable people to do this. Hall Master Li, you need to appoint them."
Li Xin'an nodded, mentally leaving this job to Zhang Quan.
"After the invasion of Yang's Mansion, fifteen people from Murong Villa were responsible for guarding the four gates of Yang's Mansion to ensure that no one could go out to report for help. Although Yang Fei was a bit eager for quick success, he was not really a straw bag. After finding out the situation, he
We will send our most capable men to seek help while ensuring our own safety. When the time comes, you will face a fierce battle."
"Senior, please rest assured." Murong Bai said, "Murong Villa will not disappoint senior. No one from the Yang family can escape!"
Han Shanyi nodded and then said:
"I have marked all the important places in the Yang Mansion. Mr. Liu, Miss Liu, Mr. Murong, you each lead five people to set fire to those places to create chaos. Mr. Xiao and I will lead a large force to pretend to attack Yang Fei. Li Tang
Lord, you and Shanzhao will go underground to get the letter."
"If possible, I will kill Yang Fei. Several of Yang Guozhong's confidants. I have also drawn their portraits. If they see them in the melee, they will kill them if they can, without worrying about whether they implicate innocent people.
Every one of them has blood on their hands."
Han Shantou warned: "Everyone, remember, feints are feints, and you must not confront Yang's private army head-on. They are all veterans who have fought on the battlefield, and they are definitely not something we can compete with."
"The killers under Yang Guozhong are also a big trouble. According to our observations over the years, usually at this time, there will be three killers in Yang's house.
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There are about ten people, and although their overall strength is not as good as ours, they should not be underestimated."
"The entire operation lasts for half a stick of incense. After half a stick of incense, no matter how many people die, no matter whether it is successful or not, everyone must evacuate immediately!"
The house is full of fragrance and full of enthusiasm.
But what they didn't know was that at this moment, Li Chu, who was in despair, was stepping out of the palace gate.
When he returned to Huangsun Mansion, he fell asleep exhausted, completely forgetting to inform Li Xin'an and tell him that everything had failed.
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Pressing a stone on the stone wall, a "click" sound of gear rotation was heard, and the stone wall in front of him split into two, revealing a wide house.
"Oh, the Mo family's stuff is quite fun." An Qingxu said with surprise on his face, "If I had known better, I wouldn't have killed the Mo family who defected to us, we would have kept it for fun."
Stepping into the house, Yang Fei said goodbye and left. An Qingxu and his three servants were the only ones left in the house.
"Okay, let's get down to business."
An Qingxu put away his smile and said: "Qing'er, tomorrow you and I will go find those people that father buried, and don't make sure that they join the action on April 13th. Once they show hesitation, we will kill them on the spot without mercy."
kill!"
Rou, the maid among the three servants, claimed that she was.
"As for the illusionists from the Western Regions and the Khitan wolf slaves, Zhou Bian, you are responsible for contacting them."
The tall man carrying a long bow nodded silently.
"Song Guogong Shi Xinglang and Huangmen Shilang Zhang Youting, these two people will die before the birthday banquet begins, and they cannot appear in front of the emperor."
An Qingxu stared at the last person: "Wuxiang, these two people are left to you."
A man with a face exactly like An Qingxu said:
"Don't worry, young master, I won't let them walk out of their room alive."
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Tongjifang, a small medicinal shop.
Tila looked at the four men who came in with complicated eyes, and said nothing for a long time.
"Tila, we need you." The leading man said.
"Among us, you are the only one who knows how to use datura flowers. Without you, I couldn't kill Li Longji."
Tila whispered: "I don't want to kill anyone anymore... My life is very good now, I just want to live a peaceful life."
"Have a happy birthday? Don't your family members who are under the influence of Jiuquan not want to have a happy birthday?"
The other party said angrily: "Don't forget, it was the Tang Dynasty that destroyed our country and killed our family! Did you forget this hatred so easily? Did the wine and seclusion of the Tang Dynasty make you forget it?
My homeland?"
Tila pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
The leader sighed: "I know that you are kind and weak by nature, so in these years, no matter how difficult the task is, no matter how powerful the enemy is, we have never let you take action. If this opportunity was not rare, you could always be your doctor.
But Tila, you are always a warrior in the Western Regions, and you have to fight for your hometown."
"Stop talking." Tila sighed and closed her eyes in pain:
"I'm going!"
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Outside the Imperial City.
A broad figure and a child stand side by side looking towards the vermilion palace gate.
"Master Priest, our manpower is ready. All the wolf slaves in my Wuhetai Department are ready and waiting for orders from Master Priest."
Next to the man, the child uttered gloomy words:
"My brother died in the hands of Tang Dynasty man Chang Yu. This time, I want the emperor of Tang Dynasty to bury my brother with him!"
"Long live the Witch God!"
The majestic man waved his fist excitedly and whispered: