On the north bank of the Hutuo River, several riders surrounded famous middle-aged officials in blue shirts and arrived at Baimagang, the pass.

Amid the noise, the torches on the Baimagang raised together, and the soldiers above asked loudly, "Who is coming!"

The official raised the seal in his hand and shouted: "I am the Chengde Army Mansion engaged in Zhang Xiaojie. I got the order to enter the palace to discuss matters."

Soon, the village gate rumbled and opened. Zhang Xiaojie did not dare to stay negligently. He continued to urge the horses and drove straight twenty miles to reach the Lie Sozhen Ding Mansion in Ji Town.

Zhending Mansion surrounds the old cities of Donghuan City, Changshan Anlelei and other cities, with streets crisscrossing and markets scattered. It is the number one mansion in the north. Surrounded by a scattered barracks, the Chengde Army Mansion is surrounded by a scattered barracks, and the room in the corridor is full of murderous intent. Every three or five steps, the famous Chengde Army soldier in his arms stands with a sword and a bow, and is full of murderous aura.

The person who came to welcome Zhang Xiaojie was Hu Zhen, the Confucius Officer of Chengde Army. The other party looked at Zhang Xiaoxiao meaningfully, and then followed the corridor of the west wing to lead Zhang into the back residence of the Jiedushi Li Baochen.

"How is the condition during the festival?"

Facing Zhang Xiaojie's questions, Hu Zhen just refused to answer.

In front of the corner porch where he was chasing his hands, Zhang suddenly saw a group of tooth soldiers holding torches, surrounded by several dead trees in the other courtyard. Several men were tied up and knelt under the tree. Zhang looked carefully and saw that these were Zhang Peng Lao, Xu Chongjun, Zhang Nanrong, Xin Zhongyi and others in the mansion.

Before Zhang could react, the butcher's knife swept down with a cold light. After a few muffled sounds of the body and bones being cut off, several generals fell into the digging pit in advance with blood, and died.

Zhang Xiaojie only felt a burst of soreness in his throat due to disgust and fear, but he suppressed his emotions and continued to move forward.

In front of the middle hall of the back building where Li Baochen lives, there is a long incense table. The silver candles on the table are bright, and there are golden cups and jade plates. The whole courtyard is full of yellow paper dancing in the air. A Yin-Yang Wudao was muttering a word, waving the sword in his hand, and rushing up and down. He was asking the "Yun Ganlu Divine Wine" to surrender to the gods for Li Baochen on the sickbed. Mr. Yin-Yang said that as long as Li Sikong (Baochen) drinks this Yun Ganlu Divine Wine, he can live for another thirty years.

However, when Zhang Xiaojie walked through the incense table, he heard the yell of the Yin-Yang gentleman clearly tremble and despair.

Because even this liar knew that Li Baochen's order would not be long, and before, Li Baochen believed his lies and gave him countless gold, silver and silk to stay in the military palace to prosper his life. If Li Baochen died, this person would be over.

Under the candlelight, Li Baochen, who used to be a archer and horse, had deep eyes, a golden face, and a dry head leaned against the pillow. He was wearing a plain white silk mid-sized silk cover, covered with a long quilt, and his mouth was full of struggle and panting.

Beside the bed, his wives and concubines were accompanied by three sons, Li Weicheng, Li Weiyue and Li Weijian, all knelt around, crying constantly.

In the seat further away, a general dressed in a military camp was sitting upright, protecting him with a sword. His name was Wang Shizhen, and he was the son of Wang Wujun, a general under Li Baochen, and also Li Baochen's son-in-law.

"After the festival..." Zhang Xiaojie immediately knelt down, then bowed his head, and hurriedly walked under the bed.

Li Baochen's eyes turned for a long time before turning to him, "Falun Ji... Go, go to Yizhou to invite your brother Alao to come... Before he died, he wanted to see Alao... I wanted to entrust this incompetent son to Alao!" As he said that, Li Baochen used his strength to turn his fingers with difficulty, and finally stopped at Li Weiyue who was crying.

Among the three sons, only Li Weiyue was born by his wife.

The "Alao" mentioned by Li Baochen is the nickname of Zhang Xiaozhong, the governor of Yizhou of Chengde Army, and Xiaojie is Zhang Xiaozhong's younger brother.

"I dare not refuse!" Zhang Xiaojie hurriedly agreed.

"Entertain." Just as Zhang Xiaojie hurried out of the central hall and picked up horses from the stables, someone called him behind his back.

When Zhang Xiaojie looked back, he found that it was Li Baochen's military commander Wang Wujun.

"Doctor (Wang Wujun is the chief censor of the procuratorate)."

Wang Wujun nodded meaningfully to him, shook his head again, and he didn't say anything, so he quickly went in another direction.

Only then did Zhang Xiaojie realize that under the front porch of the middle hall of the back building, the Guanmu Guan Hu Zhen, Zheng Shi, and Wang Dannu, the slave who took Li Weiyue, were gathering together, protruding his head to his head, with sneaky eyes in his eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaojie understood everything. He stepped on the horse and jumped over, "Hold!" and rushed out of Chengde Army Mansion in Zhending, Hengzhou...

A few days later, in the Inner Chamber of Yizhou City, Zhang Xiaozhong took off his half-arm shirt and exposed half of his strong body in the cold winter. He pulled the Six Jun bow, one after another, holding the strong wind, and continuously shot arrows into the long pile targets that were hundreds of steps away.

"Filial piety, go back."

"Brother..." Zhang Xiaojie knelt under his feet and begged.

"What are the four generals Xu Chongjun, Zhang Peng Lao, Zhang Nanrong, and Xin Zhongyi who were even killed? Xiaozhong, I was afraid of death and dared not enter the military palace, but I would not rebel against Sikong."

"But how can this be rewarded with Sikong?"

Zhang Xiaozhong laughed: "It's hard to say? Just talk about how Li Sikong treated the court and went to the country, and I will treat Li Sikong." (Li Baochen did not enter the court and did not dare to rebel against the court, which made him surrender in name but was a routine of separatist facts)

"If this happens, Xiaojie will die."

"Hmph, Xiaojie, don't be confused. Your brother is in Yizhou, you will never die. But once I abandon Yizhou and go to the military mansion, you and my brothers may have to kill each other." After that, Zhang Xiaozhong pulled the bowstrings and shot again.

When Zhang Xiaojie was still half-believing and half-doubting, Zhang Xiaozhong said to him: "Just go back and say, I, Zhang Alao, are in Yizhou, and you must beware of the dangers of Youzhou Zhu Tao taking advantage of others."

When Zhang Xiaojie came to Baimagang again, he heard the soldiers on the post crying, but he did not wear mourning clothes, and his heart sank...

On the sickbed in the back building of the military mansion, Li Baochen drank the "Yun Ganlu Divine Wine" invited by Mr. Yin and Yang today. The effect was effective: he could no longer speak. He took the square paper with his hands trembling in a crying sound, and wrote the three words "Wei", "Yue", and "Jie".

But he was still struggling to raise his pen and write the last two words "Don't Betray", but before he finished writing "Don't", his eye sockets quickly sank, his stiff hands stayed in the air, and the last brilliance in his pupils completely dissipated.

In the second year of Jianzhong, Li Baochen, the governor of Chengde Army, died.

He lived one year longer than Emperor Daizong Li Yu and the governor of Tian Chengsi, Wei Bo Tianxiong Army.

The crying sounds of the in-house blew up!

At this time, the shogunate-in-law Zhang Xiaojie had just dismounted. When he heard the atmosphere, he rushed towards the middle hall.

"You can't die!" At this time, Li Weiyue in the hall suddenly shouted. He pulled the paper from his dead father's hand, placed it on the floor, pointed to the words on it and said to everyone:
Chapter completed!