Zhang Ji was sitting in the study. Opposite him was his old friend Xu Yu. The two were chatting. Xu Yu said helplessly: "In any case, you are still a little impatient. Yuan Fengshen has the trust of the emperor. How can your methods be enough?" Pulled off?"
"Heh, so what?"
"If everyone in the world denounces it, even the emperor will have no choice but to give in. Among all the ministers in the court, who else should I take the position of Sikong?"
"Well, think about it, Wang Fu, that traitor, has been despised by thousands of people and criticized by hundreds of officials for more than ten years. Now he is still in the position of Situ? What about Yuan Feng? You will still withdraw those people you sent tomorrow. Forget it, if Zhang He's fellow man discovers any signs, I'm afraid you won't be able to protect yourself. If the emperor wants to use this to attack, won't our plan be ruined in one day?"
Xu Yu tried hard to persuade him that he was extremely unhappy with Zhang Ji. If he didn't have enough assistants here, he would not be associated with Zhang Ji. This man has no talent, but has great ambitions and is greedy for high officials. He was rich and impetuous, and now he couldn't even persuade him. Xu Yu cursed in his heart, how could Yuan Feng be so easy to deal with since he was born in the Yuan family?
The current situation is still due to his discord with Yuan Ping, Yuan Wei and others. If the persecution was too hasty, how could his fellow clan members stand by and watch? At that time, how could they block the Yuan family's counterattack?
This person's behavior is so childish, and now he is a threat to people like himself. It's okay to force him in the temple, but spreading rumors everywhere and sending scholars to stir up trouble is something he can't live with. Even, Many of his comrades also sent people to help him. Xu Yu had already thought in his heart that after today's incident, he would never be friendly with this person again in the future. This person should not be a comrade!
Zhang Ji still disagreed a little and said: "Why do you say such words? Let's see what happens in the future..."
"who!!"
"Ah~~~"
Several noises and roars suddenly came from the courtyard. Zhang Ji and Xu Yu were both startled. Zhang Ji could not continue speaking. He held the sword on his waist in his hand and walked away with Xu Yu. After going out and walking to the door, Zhang Ji lowered his head. Just as he was about to listen, the door opened and he fell backwards. Xu Yu quickly pulled him up, and Zhang Ji struggled to get up.
However, a slave knocked open the door. There was a sword wound on his chest, and blood was gushing out. However, he himself had his eyes wide open and refused to close his eyes. Zhang Ji trembled with fear. Xu Yu felt better, and the two turned around. He looked towards the door. A young man wiped the blood on his sword and looked at them coldly. Suddenly, he spoke and asked, "Who is Zhang Ji?"
Zhang Ji swallowed his saliva and said nothing. He looked at Xu Yu. Xu Yu calmly held his hands and said, "Weiwei Xu Yu, I have met you all. This person is Zhang Ji, the great minister!", he pointed out. He said to Zhang Ji, who was filled with hatred but could not speak. The young man nodded and said, "In this case, Xu Jun will come back..."
Xu Yu nodded, thanked the man, and walked out. He only walked a few steps and walked to the man. The man suddenly thrust out the sword in his hand, and the sword directly penetrated Xu Yu's neck. Xu Yu Covering his neck, he looked at this man in disbelief. He was trembling all over and fell to the ground. Yuan Shu said nothing as he stepped over Xu Yu's body and walked to Zhang Ji's side.
"Are you Zhang Ji?"
"I...I...I am..."
"Hmm..." Yuan Shu nodded, possessed himself, and swung his long sword, directly scratching Zhang Ji's calf. Zhang Ji fell to the ground, the sword in his hand also fell aside, and he covered his right leg with both hands.
, fell to the ground, howling in pain, Yuan Shu directly kicked him over and stepped on his chest, his expression was particularly fierce, "How dare an old thief insult my father??"
"Spare...spare my life, forgive...forgive me!" Zhang Ji looked at Yuan Shu in horror and begged for mercy.
"Killing you is like killing a chicken or a dog...you don't know me, Yuan Shu????"
"I know!!!"
"I know you still dare to bully my father!!" Yuan Shu roared angrily, and slashed with his sword again, directly cutting off Zhang Ji's hand. Zhang Ji roared, his eyes were filled with tears, and his consciousness was a little unclear. Yuan Shu still
Without venting his anger, he slashed with the long sword in his hand, directly cutting Zhang Ji into a ball of flesh. After venting his anger, Yuan Shu walked out of the study. The soldiers had been waiting for him for a long time.
Yuan Shu looked at these soldiers and said: "Today, I am good at killing ministers. It is inevitable that I will be punished by death and you will die."
"Captain, we are willing to live and die with you!"
the soldiers shouted.
Yuan Shu didn't say much. He wandered around the courtyard and struck a few more swords against the dead stones. This was a habit they had developed on the battlefield in Xiliang. After bloodbathing the entire Zhang Mansion, Yuan Shu just led them out of the manor.
, just as he walked to the door, he saw everyone outside the mansion. Zhang He frowned and looked at him. Behind him were people wearing embroidered clothes.
They held yellow crossbows in their hands, but they did not aim at Yuan Shu.
Yuan Shu hung up the sword in his hand and said: "Zhang Jun, I, Yuan Shu, have never thought of fleeing. I can go to the Xiuyi Prison with you..."
Zhang He shook his head and said, "There's no rush... You can come with us..."
As Zhang He said, he ordered the embroidered clothes messengers to surround Yuan Shu and walked in the other direction. In his early years, Yuan Shu often ran to Tingwei Prison. He also went to the embroidered clothes prison several times, but
This path is wrong. Could it be that he has changed places, or should he be executed directly? Yuan Shu was a little confused about the situation. Seeing that Yuan Shu was a little confused, Zhang He didn't say much.
When this group of embroidered messengers came to the road, the people naturally hurriedly retreated. Even the scholars and officials did not want to meet them and fled one after another. The whole street was empty. Only this group of people saw such a situation.
Yuan Shu also shook his head. How notorious was he to scare others like this? After walking for a long time, he came to the door of a mansion.
Zhang He solemnly waved his hand, and the messengers in embroidered clothes raised their yellow crossbows and fired towards the gate. The rest of them held swords and swarmed forward. The whole mansion suddenly became noisy, roars and pleas sounded one after another, Yuan Shu
He was a little stunned. Looking at this situation, Zhang He called him over and said: "Your Majesty has an edict, ordering you to return to Xiliang now..."
"Huh? Your Majesty won't punish me?"
"Your Majesty wanted to punish you, but the prince kept pleading and wanted to share the sin with you. Your Majesty had no choice, so he let you leave..."
"Um...whose mansion is this?" Yuan Shu asked with some confusion.
Zhang He sneered and said: "The traitor Zhang Xun's house, the traitors Zhang Ji, Xu Yu, Zhang Xun, Han Shuo, He Jin and others colluded as a party to murder the prince. The embroidered messengers killed them. In addition, they sent assassins to murder the prince.
Mr. Yuan was also executed by our embroidered messengers, and you, Colonel Yuan, you left Luoyang as early as yesterday, do you understand?"
"I see...."
"Then leave quickly. The captain of the city gate is Cao Gong's younger brother. Your Majesty has already issued an order to him. He will not be embarrassed..."
"Thank you!"
"No need to thank me, just thank your majesty and the prince..."
For some reason, Yuan Shu felt moved and bowed in the direction of the palace.
"Oh, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants me to send a message to you..."
"Um?"
"Yuan Gongli is a good man. He can still avenge his nine generations of revenge. How about his father's revenge? Master Dao is not alone!"