Inn guest room. Li Zhiyun is practicing calligraphy under the lamp, and Liu Yinglian is studying ink at the side, just like a scholar holding a candle and studying hard, and a beautiful woman's red sleeves adding fragrance, it is a warm scene.
At this time, Zhang Zheng walked in. When Li Zhiyun saw it, he put the Tu Hao pen on the pen holder, stood up and said with a smile: "Zhang Zheng, what good news did you bring me?" Zhang Zheng cupped his fists and said: "Your Majesty, the identity of that person has been found out. His name is Yan Han, and he is a captain in the army."
"Oh, a captain in the army?" Li Zhiyun asked back.
Zhang Zheng nodded and said: "There is better news. This afternoon, Chu Shizheng and a subordinate named Ren Hongbin entered the courtyard." Li Zhiyun was surprised when he heard this and murmured to himself: "So Say, they are a group?"
Li Zhiyun had already heard that Chu Shizheng was not Chang Da's subordinate, but Xue Rengao's. Three months ago, he led hundreds of people to Qizhou City to surrender. Chang Da trusted him and appointed him as his deputy general.
Zhang Zheng nodded and said: "Yan Han was originally from Chu Shizheng, and he defected here with him." Li Zhiyun thought for a moment, suddenly realized, and said: "I understand, it must be Chu Shizheng who ordered Yan Han to lead the people He dug the tunnel with the intention of killing Chang Da and seizing military power. However, when Yan Han led people to dig the tunnel, he happened to be seen by the thief Li Er. In order to silence him, Chu Shizheng ordered Yan Han to kill Li Er. ." After hearing this, Zhang Zheng nodded and said, "The prince's analysis is not unreasonable."
At this moment, a guard hurriedly walked in, clasped his fists and said: "Your Majesty, Zhang Sima, Yan Han has left the house."
"Oh? Where has he gone?" Li Zhiyun asked quickly.
The guard shook his head and said: "I don't know. Brothers asked me to come back to report that others are following him." Li Zhiyun frowned, thought for a while, and said: "They will definitely take action, you must keep an eye on them. !" Upon hearing this, Zhang Zheng and the guards clasped their fists and said, "I obey!"
The red clouds are beginning to bloom, and the sun is rising in the east. Guanghua Temple is filled with incense and mist, and Sanskrit music is lingering. Under the high steps in front of the Main Hall, the abbot, wearing red and yellow cassocks, is leading the monks to welcome the distinguished guests.
Not long after, I saw Chang Da dressed neatly and leading several guards into the gate of the temple. This is his habit. No matter where he goes, he must wear his armor meticulously to prevent someone from launching cold arrows in the dark. The abbot hurriedly led the monks to greet him, clasping his hands and saying, "Amitabha, it is our blessing that the benefactor deigns to come to our temple." Chang Da smiled and returned the courtesy: "Thank you for your hard work, Master."
"Donor, you don't have to be polite, please!"
Under the guidance of the host, Chang Da climbed up the steps and entered the Main Hall. Facing the front is a huge seated statue of Sakyamuni. The Buddha's face is full of golden light and he is smiling. Chang Da stood still in front of the Buddha statue, accompanied by the host. He took the incense handed to him by the monk boy, made a gesture of invitation, and said: "Donor please." Chang Da thanked him and took the incense, knelt three times and kowtowed on the futon, then stepped forward and inserted the incense into the futon. In the incense burner.
At this moment, with a few thunderous roars, like divine soldiers descending from the sky, five or six heroes jumped down from the beams of the main hall. They held steel knives and rushed towards the two stunned guards with lightning speed. They raised their knives and chopped them down. Then, several steel knives were placed on Chang Da's neck. The abbot and other monks were frightened by the sudden killing. They collapsed on the ground one by one, their faces like dust and their bodies like sieves of chaff.
Chang Da was still in shock when he heard a burst of laughter coming from outside the palace door, and then a group of people poured in. They all held weapons, like fierce gods, and the leader was Chu Shizheng. Chang Da looked at Chu Shizheng in surprise and said: "Shizheng, why are you? What do you want to do?" Chu Shizheng sneered and said: "General Chang, I'm sorry, I want to deprive you of your military power!"
"Ah! You want to rebel?"
"you are right!"
Chang Da suddenly realized it and said: "I understand. It turns out that you are pretending to surrender." Chu Shizheng laughed loudly, then waved his hand and said: "Tie him up, take him to the Zen room in the backyard, and keep him under strict guard!" A soldier agreed, stepped forward, tied Chang Da up like a rice dumpling, and then took him away.
The dozen guards Chang Da had placed inside and outside the temple had long been killed. Chu Shizheng left a dozen soldiers to guard Chang Da, and then led the others back to the military camp.
"All right."
