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Pei Jian said this very correctly.

Now, it is a foregone conclusion that the thief-fighting coalition forces enter Guanzhong. Regardless of whether the Shuofang Army can support it, the army of Lin Zhao and Wang Fu is enough to take Guanzhong and regain Chang'an.

Calculate the time, which is just the past few months. If it is faster, by the end of the sixth year of Yongde, Guanzhong can be completely recovered and the rebellion can be quelled.

The relocation of the imperial court is more troublesome. Even if the Xichuan court is starting to move now, it will take at least three to four months to six months before it can move back to Chang'an.

This does not count the time for sending letters along the way, and the decision-making time of the small court in Xichuan.

Of course, the saint in Xichuan was a little timid. He probably had to wait until the coalition forces completely occupied Chang'an before he was willing to "return to the court". If he was delayed for a while, it would probably be delayed until the middle of the seventh year of Yongde.

However, no matter when the court will come back, it will not delay Lin Zhao's letter to the court.

At this time, whoever submits a memorial to the court first will gain more credit.

Of course, a general was determined to give his son-in-law the throne, and most likely he would not take the initiative to submit this memorial to the court, nor would he ask the court to come back to Chang'an.

Lin Zhao lowered his head and thought for a while, then said, "I understand. You can't hurry up. I'll send this letter to Uncle Qi first. If Uncle Qi knows it, the saint will naturally know it."

"We...are more important to prepare to enter Guanzhong, other things..."

Lin Sanlang narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't worry."

Pei Jian nodded and said with a smile: "Then we will go and prepare to enter the territory."

After saying that, Pei Jian bowed his head and left the coach's tent. Lin Zhao sat down, wrote a letter to Lin Jian again, then called his own guard Zhao Cheng, handed the letter to Zhao Cheng, and said, "You have been to Xichuan, and this time you will go. Hurry up and rush to Xichuan and hand it over to my uncle in person."

Speaking of this, Lin Zhao paused and continued, "Calculate the time. When your letter is delivered to Xichuan, we may have already arrived at Chang'an City."

"Tell Uncle Qi."

Lin Zhao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I'll wait for him to come back in Chang'an."

Zhao Cheng nodded quickly, put the letter in his arms, and lowered his head and said, "Subsidiary obeys the order."

Lin Zhao looked at Zhao Cheng and continued, "This is the most sensitive time. You... Be careful on the way. Someone may steal your letters, but it doesn't matter if they are stolen. After they steal the letters, they will most likely send them back to you."

"You pretended that nothing happened and just sent the letter to my uncle seven."

Zhao Cheng seemed to understand but didn't understand, and reached out to scratch his head.

"Master, why don't you bring more people to me?"

"Just bring two or three people there."

Lin Zhao patted Zhao Cheng on the shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter if you steal it for someone. They will copy at most one copy and will return the things to you."

Speaking of this, Mr. Lin narrowed his eyes and said, "If these people are skillful in their skills, you may not have discovered this process."

Zhao Cheng nodded and said, "I understand."

The "those people" mentioned by Lin Zhao refer to the imperial court.

It turns out that when he was in Chang'an, he had experienced the terribleness of Sigongtai. This intelligence organization established by the emperor himself could almost fully grasp the every move of Chang'an City during the early emperor's dynasty.

At that time, Lin Zhao felt as if he was naked in front of the late emperor, and had no secrets at all.

Now that the Sigongtai has been passed to the hands of today's saints, it may have fallen a little, but it will not be much inferior to before. At least it can be done by intercepting letters.

At this time, all forces are very sensitive, and the emperor will definitely intercept every letter sent to the Lin Mansion.

But it doesn't matter. Lin Zhao's real letter has been brought to Lin Jian by the Qi family. Now this letter is not so much written to Lin Jian, but rather to the emperor.

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After Zhao Cheng took Lin Zhao's letter, he did not dare to neglect. He picked two or three brothers from the personal guard camp. He set out from the Pinglu Army camp that day and headed all the way to the southwest.

They rode fast horses with extremely fast speeds, and it was not a problem to run for 400 miles a day. Although some roads were not easy to ride after entering Shuzhong, Zhao Cheng had walked it once and came to Chengdu Prefecture on the tenth day and sent the letter to the Lin family in Chengdu Prefecture.

Along the way, no one came to steal his letters. He kept Lin Zhao's letters in person, and he had never seen any moves. He wanted to say something was wrong, but one night when he stayed in the hotel, he slept particularly sweetly.

After successfully meeting Lin Jian, this young man from Zhaojiazhai stood up directly, his expression unable to hide his excitement.

Although it was the second time he saw Lin Jian, he was still a little restrained. He knelt directly in front of Lin Jian and kowtowed, "The villain Zhao Cheng, kowtowed to his husband."

Lin Jian had just returned from the Political Affairs Hall now. After seeing Zhao Cheng, he hurriedly stepped forward and helped the latter up, shook his head and said, "No need to do this, get up quickly."

After Zhao Cheng got up, he took out Lin Zhao's letter from his arms, held it in his hands and handed it to Lin Jian in front of him, and said with a respectful voice: "Mr., this is a letter from the Lord, the Lord. Let the Lord tell the Lord to tell the Lord..."

Lin Jian took the letter and slowly breathed out.

"What did Saburo say?"

Zhao Cheng lowered his head again and said, "Mr. Master said, when you received this letter, he had already arrived at Chang'an City."

Lin Jian's expression stopped, and then his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly. He looked towards Chang'an City from afar, with a slight tremor in his voice.

"This...this is true?"

"really."

Zhao Cheng bowed and said, "Before the villain comes, our Pinglu army and the Hedong army have already broken through Tongguan..."

Lin Jian could no longer help but be excited. He trembled and wanted to dismantle Lin Zhao's letters.

Because he was excited, he tried several times but was unable to open the envelope.

In the end, Mrs. Lin, who came to serve the tea, shook her head slightly, helped Lin Jian open the letter, and handed the letter paper to her husband.

Yuan Dagong was still trembling with the letter paper in his hand. He could only spread the letter paper on the table to see the contents on the letter clearly.

Seeing him in this way, Mrs. Lin was both distressed and uncomfortable.

My husband is only forty-six or seven years old this year...

His body has been exhausted so much in the past two years. w;w.;;.

Just when Mrs. Lin was feeling sad, Yuan Dagong, who was beside him, had already read the letter. He stood up from the chair, holding the letter, his face full of tears.

He reached out and held his wife's hand, ecstatic.

"Husband...Madam, Sanlang has already entered Guanzhong and is about to recover Chang'an!"

The joy in Yuan Dagong's heart was almost endless.

When Chang'an broke through the city, his mind was broken and he almost lived and died with Chang'an. He barely fled to Xichuan. Every day, he thought of the broken mountains and rivers and the fall of the capital, and his heart was like a knife.

This is also one of the reasons why he has grown rapidly in recent years.

Mrs. Lin's face was not full of joy. He reached out and patted his husband's back and sighed softly: "I only hope you are safe, Master, don't worry too much..."

"Don't worry, don't worry."

Yuan Dagong smiled happily.

"I went to the palace to meet the saints now. When the court returned to Chang'an, I resigned from my official position and returned to Yuezhou to accompany my wife to grow flowers and plants, cultivate fields and study, and ignore these court affairs again."

After saying that, the prime minister who had barely maintained the court for several years was about to enter the palace.

Mrs. Lin looked at her husband's back and was both angry and funny.

"Master, at least change your clothes before going!"

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