There was another chaos in the onlookers watching the people on the streets. Dozens of attendants rushed toward a carriage. Someone shouted from afar: "My evil! Are you going to force me to death?"

Seeing the arrival of the carriage, the Yulin Army took it aside. The Yulin Army general Chen Zhongyu did not stop him and drove the horse to the side.

The carriage suddenly stopped, and two servants helped a fat middle-aged man down from the carriage. He rushed to An Qingxu in anger, and slapped him twice on the face, "Damn it, kneel down!"

Needless to say, this fat man is An Lushan, the governor of Fan Yang. He has been reporting on his duties in the court for a while. Today he is discussing affairs in the court. Suddenly, he received news from Yan Zhuang that his second son An Qingxu actually led his troops to attack Anxi and Jinzouyuan. An Lushan was scared and sweated in a cold sweat and rushed to stop him. However, he was still one step too late. His son and his cavalry had been controlled by the Yulin Army.

An Lushan was sweating profusely. Now his top priority was to make big things small. After he ordered his son to kneel down, he hurriedly came to the Anxi Army and bowed and bowed and said, "Dear generals, my son is young and reckless. Today is an unintentional act, causing trouble for you. I am willing to rebuild my nuns and rebuild it into the Zuoyuan. I will also pay a lot of money to pay for the injured. Please be more tolerant of all the generals."

An Lushan knew very well that if he wanted to turn this matter into small matters, the key was the Anxi Army. As long as the Anxi Army was willing to tolerate it, the emperor would also give him a step. Otherwise, the Anxi Army would be humiliated when he first won a great victory in Xiaobolu and would be humiliated when he entered the capital, and the emperor would not be able to explain to the world.

The Anxi Army looked at Li Qing'an together, but Li Qing'an had no expression on his face and said nothing, as if he had heard nothing. When everyone saw that Li Qing'an did not express his opinion, they closed their lips. Even Li Fei Yuanli stopped talking at this critical moment.

When An Lushan saw that Anxi Army was silent, he knew that he would definitely not be able to do not show any posture. He suddenly turned around and kicked An Qingxu down, shouting angrily: "Come here! Hold it down and beat me until you kill me."

An Qingxu was so scared that his face looked like a slut, and he kowtowed and begged for mercy, "Dad, the child knows he is wrong, please spare me!"

They had already rushed to four or five generals, and took An Qingxu over and beat him with a stick. They knew that the stick flew away, as dense as raindrops. An Qingxu's skin was blooming, and blood soaked hissings and begged for mercy. He hit An Qingxu, but the pain was in An Lushan's heart. He had already beaten eighty sticks, but An Xijun still refused to let go. He couldn't help but feel very hatred. Could these dog thieves really let their son be beaten to death?

Already ninety sticks, the Anxi Army looked at Li Qing'an one after another. It should be almost done. Unexpectedly, Li Qing'an's face was still as deep as water, and there was no sign of letting go. Even Li Siye secretly admired Li Qing'an for being able to calm down. One hundred and three sticks, An Qingxu suddenly screamed, his legs were interrupted alive, and he fainted.

"Master An, this is actually just a misunderstanding, why bother to fight?" Li Qingan finally spoke.

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"My son, it doesn't matter!" An Lushan felt extremely heartbroken and leaned forward to check the stick injury. A executioner whispered: "Master, the last few sticks have broken legs."

"Ah!" An Lushan screamed in surprise, and anger rose from his heart. He was the governor of Fan Yang and the general of the cavalry. These inferior generals of Anxi did not give him face and interrupted his son's legs. Seeing that he was about to attack, at this moment, his aide Yan Zhuang hurried forward and said, "Master, you have to let Yulin Jun examine his injuries."

One sentence reminded An Lushan. He quickly asked the Yulin Army to test the injury, and then squeezed out a smile and said sincerely to Anxi Army: "Everyone is a soldier of the Tang Dynasty, so there is no dental hatred. It's just that because our army was not in harmony in the polo competition last year, my son has a little bit of temper. Please forgive me. I will give each person 300 trump cards to apologize. I will double the compensation for the injured."

"Master An, I wonder how much you are going to compensate the injured?" Li Fei Yuanli, who has always been obedient and disciplined, finally couldn't help but talk too much.

"This... I will compensate each person with a thousand guan."

Li Fei Yuanli smiled with a big mouth. He was reluctant to play the injured person. He was about to be poked with an arrow on his butt, but who told him to cause trouble? He had to admit it. Unexpectedly, this arrow was worth a thousand coins. Why didn't he make him feel overjoyed? He wished he could get a few more arrows on his body. If he pretended to be seriously injured, wouldn't he make more money?

Li Fei Yuanli's happy smile suddenly made An Lushan alert. This was not the pain of being hurt, could they?

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At this time, a fierce sound of horse hooves came from afar.

"The imperial edict has arrived!"

Several eunuchs rode on horseback and rushed to the front and said loudly: "Tell your Majesty the oral order, and the soldiers of the Xijun from Xuan'an will come to Hanyuan Hall to meet."

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Li Longji had just received a report from Jingzhao Yin Xiao Jiong. An Qingxu, son of An Lushan, led his army to attack Anxi and entered the Zuoyuan. The reason was unknown. Although the people below did not know where the conflict originated, Li Longji knew very well that at the polo competition in the early fourth year of Tianbao, Fan Yang and Anxi armies had a serious fight on the field. Since then, the two armies have been in a bad relationship. This time, they have been in the polo competition again. It is most likely that the two armies have begun to settle their old accounts.

If this happened half a year ago, perhaps Li Longji would not take it too seriously and sent people to comfort the two sides, but this time it was different. The Anxi Army had just won the brilliant victory of Xiao Bolu, and the government and the government celebrated. Before there was any time to reward, Anxi Jinzuyuan was attacked. Jinzuyuan was even burned. If this matter was not handled strictly, it would be rumored to be the hearts of the people of the world. Especially the Anxi Army, if it might be a mutiny, Bian Lingcheng said last time that Gao Xianzhi was demoted, which almost caused a mutiny.

Li Longji dared not be careless. He first wanted to appease the Anxi army and then hold him accountable.

At this time, an eunuch said at the door: "Your Majesty, the prime minister has arrived."

"Supreme him in."

Li Linfu hurriedly walked in and bowed and said, "I will meet your Majesty!"

Li Longji glanced at him and asked, "What's going on over An Lushan?"

"I heard that An Lushan broke his son's legs on the spot and had reached an understanding with Anxi Army."

"Oh? His movements are very fast!"

Li Longji smiled and said to Li Linfu: "Prime Minister, I will leave this matter to you."

"I obey the order!"

Li Longji took another note from the imperial case and handed it to him and said with a smile: "This is the reward for the Xiaobolu Battle. I have slightly modified the plan of the Ministry of War. Let's take a look!"

The Anxi Army's reward is divided into two parts. One is the reward of the commander Gao Xianzhi. This is Li Longji's power. The prime minister cannot interfere, but the reward of the soldiers below was drafted by the Ministry of War. After review by the prime minister, he reported to Li Longji. Li Longji made a little modification.

Li Linfu opened it and looked at it. There were two places where the modification was made. One was to add 50,000 pieces of silk, and the other was that Li Qing'an's official title had changed. Li Linfu was stunned for a moment, and quickly glanced at Gao Lishi next to him from the corner of his eyes. Gao Lishi had no expression on his face, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

Li Linfu did not dare to object and bowed and replied, "I will issue an order according to Your Majesty's wishes."

"Go! I will read the order in Hanyuan Palace tomorrow morning, so don't delay it."

"I understand!" Li Linfu slowly retreated.

Li Linfu left, Li Longji gently pinched his temples, feeling exhausted, so he pointed to a stack of memorials on the table and said to Gao Lishi: "I am a little tired, go back to the palace to rest first, you will approve these memorials on my behalf."

"The old slave obeys the order."

Gao Lishi quickly walked to the door and whispered loudly: "Send Your Majesty back to the palace!"

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Chapter completed!