"I have only been in Luoyang for half a month. I have always lived in simplicity and ignored the world. How could anyone come to me without knowing the ignorance?"

Who are you? What is this? Do you want to throw a stone to ask for directions or have any plans? Just say it, I will not like to go around with others."

Hou Junji pressed the gift list in his hand and stared at the young man in front of him with his tiger eyes without anger.

The young man had also seen the world, and was not frightened by Hou Junji's power. Instead, he said with a smile: "My younger generation's surname is Zhang and his name is Zhang Ping. In terms of relatives and distantness, he should call General Hou a "Shi Shu."

"Oh? Who are you? Why wouldn't you recognize you?"

"I am the adopted son of General Zhang Liang, the former governor of Luoyang. I later had a misunderstanding with my adoptive father..."

Before he could finish his words, Hou Junji understood, "It turned out to be one of Zhang Liang's five hundred abandoned sons. Humph, with your identity, you have the attitude to come and catch up with me to get a relative?

Get out, you're here to make a place!"

Although Zhang Ping was so humiliated, his face remained unchanged, which shows how tolerant he is. This is beyond Hou Junji's surprise.

"Why do you have to be angry with the general? I have no grudges and grudges with you. I really sincerely pay homage to you. I have asked for your visit today. If you ask for something, whether it is successful or not, the things on this gift list should be presented truthfully and never taken back. You have a broad mind, so why not listen to it?"

Hou Junji's face was a little slow and he snorted coldly: "It will be impossible to clear the relationship that violates the national law, so you should speak carefully."

Zhang Ping bowed respectfully, then took a small step forward, lowered his voice and said, "I heard that the general has been depressed recently. I recognize that a master may be able to help the general solve his doubts."

Um?

Hou Junji was shocked and looked at the person in front of him in surprise, cursing in his heart, "Damn it, this governor's office must be full of outsiders' eyeliners. Even the current situation of me, the governor, can be noticed by others? Wouldn't it be completely exposed to the enemy's nose?"

"Dare you dare to run to me to spy on intelligence and threaten me. Are you afraid that I will kill you?" Hou Junji said coldly, and the murderous aura he had accumulated over the years had begun to be released.

Zhang Ping felt a little uncomfortable, but for the sake of momentum, he did not retreat at all. Instead, he straightened his body and looked at Hou Junji and said, "Zhang Ping has five hundred brothers, how can I die?

But the general is living in Luoyang now. If he first arrived here, he would have a mortal grudge with us. If he arranged to squeeze you, Luoyang would not be able to tolerate you. I wonder how the general will gain a foothold in the future?"

"Hmph, don't bother me!

Come and see off the guests!" Hou Junji did not get angry after all. He seemed to be leaving, but in fact he took a step back and gave in.

The corner of his flat mouth bent slightly, knowing that things are half done today and that there will be a result when you come back next time.

After expelling the guest, Hou Junji sent his confidant to inquire about Zhang Ping in Luoyang City and found out the other party's identity, but he felt that the other party was unfathomable.

Because Zhang Ping is just a young man who has a little reputation and loves to make friends with. Such a person is so powerful that he can't even get to the eyes of high aristocrats. But how can he explain such a large amount of wealth on this gift list?

Is it a proof of the true strength of Zhang Ping and his group of people, or is it another person behind the scenes? Is this Zhang Ping just a slut who was asked to be a lobbyist?

If you want to make this problem clear, it is not possible to rely on your own subordinates. After all, you have no foundation when you first come to Luoyang.

Then I can only meet the person Zhang Ping wants to recommend.

Three days later, Zhang Ping took advantage of the opportunity of delivering gifts to visit Hou Junji for the second time.

Seeing Hou Junji's behavior of asking him to accept everything, Zhang Ping knew it was done. He quietly took Hou Junji to a private house in Luoyang City to see the person behind him.

"My surname is Shi, a disciple of Buddha, and I have met General Hou." The man was an elderly man in his fifties and took the lead in giving a tribute.

Hou Junji said in surprise: "I thought he was a person, but he turned out to be a remnant of Buddhism? Haha, I hid for many days, but I just jumped out at this time. Do you think I, Hou Junji, can be bullied?"

Zhang Ping said in a deep voice: "General, we respect you very much. Please show mercy. We have no grudges."

The old man Shi waved his hand and waved Zhang Ping back, and personally entertained Hou Junji.

After the two separated the host and the host, Old Man Shi took the initiative to speak: "Buddhist has been operating here for more than a hundred years, how can it be destroyed by a war?

Buddhists all over the world are family. Buddhism has been spread to Middle-earth for six hundred years, but how can it be truly annihilated?

Everyone knows how a thousand-year-old family is, but few people know how my Buddhist methods are. The gift to the general is just a drop in the bucket, just to make a good relationship.”

"According to my opinion, you should be an old monk, right?

Is it a show of wealth to come to me after such a big trouble? No matter how rich you are, can you compare with the national strength of the Tang Dynasty? Can you be richer than the Du Family Chamber of Commerce that pacified the Northeast?" Hou Junji said disdainfully.

“Not nor no!

I want to ask the general to help me wash away the grievances of my Buddhist sect in front of the world.”

Well, this old man is straightforward and calls himself a mediocre person. It seems that he has left his hair and returned to secular life.

"Hmph, you have found the wrong person. I will not believe in Buddhism, and you will not clear the scandals you did." Hou Junji stood up and wanted to leave.

The old monk did not try to keep him, but asked loudly: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. History is written by the winner. If we can join forces to rewrite history, nothing can be erased."

What??

Hou Junji stopped and looked back at the old monk in shock, "Are you going to rebel?"

"No, it's not me, but you general!" the old monk said confidently.

"I'm talking nonsense, and I will be loyal to the emperor and patriotism all my life, and I will never turn against the Lord. You have misread the person.

You and these traitors who are harming the country and the people dare to come to lobby for us? You really don’t know how to live or die!"

Hou Junji shouted loudly.

The old monk laughed and said, "No, not bad at all. The general's integrity and righteousness throughout his life are admirable, but what will he get in the end? He has the best birds and bows, and the cunning rabbits die and the lackeys cook. The general with great military achievements was expelled from Chang'an and left the court, and threw him to this abandoned land in Luoyang to die. What a wise lord!

I am really sad for the general.”

you……

Hou Junji gradually became speechless and retorted in a deep voice: "That is the one who angered Long Yan and is willing to be punished."

"Why did it anger Longyan?

The prince, who is diligent in governing the country and still makes great contributions on the battlefield, was deposed and is not as good as a cannibal. In this case, shouldn’t the loyal ministers and generals stand up and shout?

Just because you said something fair to your son-in-law, should you be abandoned?

What a decades of righteousness between a monarch and a minister, I think it is not as good as an emperor raising a dog at home!"

You, you, you, puff...

Hou Junji was humiliated by the old monk and was so angry that he vomited blood and fell to the ground. His eyes turned black and he fell into a coma.

The monk was born in the debate and was basically unparalleled in terms of eloquence. Lao Hou was a general who was not good at speaking, so of course he was unable to defeat him.

Moreover, the old monk Zhizhu was holding it, and every sentence was pierced into Lao Hou's heart. So today, all this was planned. The trap that Hou Junji had already been put into the trap from the moment he entered the door.

Hou Junji, who woke up again, was very calm. He asked as if after a period of ideological struggle, after making a decision: "Tell me about your plan. I, Hou Junji, will not cooperate with the incompetent straitor You Yong."

"My Buddhism has a secret force. Twenty thousand soldiers can gather together in three days. No matter how financial resources, food and grass are, half of Luoyang City is basically my Buddhist helper.

If you want to take Luoyang as your own, you only need to cooperate with the inside and outside. However, this big event is not just the gains and losses of a city in Luoyang. We want to fight Chang'an, so we still lack a brave and resourceful general to lead it.

God-given opportunity, the general is the best choice.”

I wonder if the old monk has the strength to conspire, Hou Junji did not ask, but tentatively said: "Why are you afraid that I will take you on the road to the underworld when you find me?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "In order to protect Buddhism, why fear life and death?

And if you General Hou doesn’t know how to do it, you will definitely cooperate with us because you are an ambitious person and unwilling to be inferior."

After hearing this, Hou Junji was silent. After a long time, he said, "It is true that my Hou Junji has ambitions, but he is unwilling to bear the eternal infamy. I can cooperate with you, but the goal is not to kill the monarch, but to break through Chang'an and force the palace to replace people, and support Li Chengqian ascend the throne. This is my bottom line."

The old monk nodded immediately and replied: "Yes, we only need justice.

We have already found out that matter at the beginning. It was the emperor who ordered Du Shaoqing to plan and sent Du Shaoqing's disciples to spread rumors and cause trouble to cheat our Buddhists. Therefore, as long as the new emperor ascends the throne, he issues an edict to rehabilitate the world for our Buddhists and declare Buddhism as the national religion. We don't want anything else.

We sent troops and grain, and gave all our power to General Hou to command. Afterwards, the lives and deaths of these people were handled by the General."

"Twenty thousand dead soldiers? Buddhism is cruel and ruthless!" Hou Junji sighed.

However, he did not fully agree, "The royal family's surname is Li, and he respects Taoist ancestors as his ancestors, so it is impossible for you to be the only one in Buddhism as a national religion. There is little hope for this.

In addition, I, Hou Junji, is not a tiger with teeth pulled out. I have 20,000 loyal subordinates. If I want to break the city smoothly, I must have enough troops and enough food."

After two days of back and forth consultation and allocation, even though the two sides reached an agreement, they acted decisively and took action as soon as they arrived. As soon as the troops arrived, they immediately took Luoyang City as their backing, and then quickly sent troops to point straight to Chang'an.

In the evening that day, someone suddenly came to Du Shaoqing's clinic, and he wanted to find Di Renjie for fame.

When Di Renjie saw that this was not the butler of General Zhang Liang's family?

When Di Renjie went to Luoyang to handle the job, he met Zhang Liang, who was then the governor of Luoyang. Zhang Liang was very impressed by Di Renjie. Later, Zhang Liang was transferred back to Chang'an by demotion and invited Di Renjie to visit his home. Di Renjie became familiar with the Zhang family after a while.

"Old butler, come to see me so late, but what's wrong?" Di Renjie asked.

The housekeeper said anxiously: "Please ask the young master to recommend Du Prince Du to me. I have a big urgent matter of 100,000 yuan, but I don't recognize the prince. I'm afraid I can't see you. It was my master who asked me to pass the message."

Di Renjie wanted to ask what was going on, but the old housekeeper didn't say anything about it, so he could only bring it to Du Shaoqing's Marquis' Mansion to recommend it.

Du Shaoqing was also very surprised. He and Zhang Liang had basically no interaction. Last time, Zhang Liang came to meet and thank him for Di Renjie's contribution in Luoyang. What did he ask for him to do? Why didn't he come in person and send a housekeeper? Could it be that he has hidden illness?

"Mr. Prince Concubine, my master asked me to report to you in person, saying that Hou Junji of Luoyang had already rebelled and was on the road now." The old butler said nothing nonsense when he saw Du Shaoqing and directly told the information.

"What??? How is this possible? Hou Junji rebelled? Besides, how long has he been to Luoyang? What methods does he have to rebel? Who gave him the soldiers?"

Du Shaoqing was so thundered that he was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

The old housekeeper remembered sweating and said, "It's true!

Just now, a former adopted son of the master risked his life and fled out of Luoyang three days ago to report the news, saying that General Hou had already taken Luoyang as the foundation with his internal and external forces and had already set off with a number of less than 30,000 people. He was expected to arrive at the city of Chang'an tomorrow.

Now the master urgently entered the palace and asked His Majesty to report to the police.

But considering the friendship with General Hou and his past comrades, the master wanted to save General Hou's life, so he ordered the old slave to come and report the news separately, asking the prince-consort to help him speak in front of His Majesty for the sake of the eldest prince's family."
To be continued...