Chasing King

After leaving the healing medicine and clean clothes, Yan Sikong bid farewell to huifei and went to visit Chen Bi.

Chen Kuai was neatly dressed and dignified. He didn't show his dispirited face when he was in prison. However, when he saw Yan Sikong, his excited and aggrieved expression betrayed him. After all, he was only a teenager.

"Sir!"

Yan Sikong knelt down and kowtowed heavily: "I'm guilty."

"What's the crime, sir? Get up!" Chen Yi stretched out his hand in vain across the iron fence.

"I can't share my worries for your highness. I can't accept it on behalf of your highness. I can only watch your highness be wronged and humiliated. I......" Yan Sikong's voice choked, "I'm guilty."

Chen's eyes were red: "Sir, get up, get closer to me."

Yan Sikong raised his head, knelt down and climbed over. As soon as he got close to the cage, Chen Bi stretched out his hand and hugged Yan Sikong, his arms still shaking.

Yan Sikong wept and wiped his tears with his sleeve: "how are you, your highness? Is it frozen? Are you hungry? "

"I don't mind. Where's my mother?" Chen Bi looks at Yan Sikong eagerly but fearfully.

Yan Sikong lowered her eyes: "Niang Niang..."

"What happened to my mother?"

"The lady has been hurt a little."

"They dare to torture my mother!" Chen Kai was about to crack his eyes, and said fiercely, "do they still have my prince in their eyes?"

Yan Sikong said: "the empress was punished by the whipping of the magic power. It's just skin injury. I know your highness is wronged, but the situation is critical at this time. Your highness can't be carried away by anger."

Chen Yi's silver teeth are about to be broken: "dare to torture my mother..." His eyes were red. "When I was a child, my mother and son were neglected and bullied in the palace. I didn't expect that I was the prince, but I still couldn't protect my mother and concubine. Sir, I Why am I so useless? "

Yan Sikong firmly grasped Chen's hand: "Your Highness must not belittle himself. Your highness is the eldest prince and the future monarch of Dasheng. Just because he is impeccable, he is framed by villains. My teacher, brother Shen, my son and many good officials are all running for the innocence and safety of your highness and empress. Don't lose your confidence. When your highness ascends the throne, he will be able to uphold justice and bring things out of order. " He had sharp eyes and whispered, "punish those mean people."

"But now I'm in prison. I'm wronged. My father I've always wanted to get rid of me. " He gently bit his lips and said in a dumb voice, "he never wanted to make me prince. Now he just found a chance, and I will be wasted."

"The abolition of the crown prince is related to the foundation of the country. How can we make fun of it? As long as your highness and empress are innocent, your majesty will take the overall situation as the priority."

Chen Yu sneered: "I'm afraid I don't believe that, sir."

Yan Sikong held Chen's hand: "in any case, your highness should be tough. The road to the emperor is not smooth, but your highness must never give up. No matter what happens, the officials are behind him, ready to go through fire and water for him at any time."

Chen said: "I will not give up. If I give up, my mother and son will have no shelter."

Yan Sikong nodded heavily and said in a low voice, "tomorrow morning, the Empress Dowager will know about this. Your majesty will release you under pressure. Your Highness has been wronged for so many years, and you will be wronged for another night."

Chen said with a wry smile, "this night is just the beginning. There are still more than two years left before Chen's case. They will try their best to persecute me."

"Your Highness is not alone." Yan Sikong's deep eyes looked at him frankly, "we won't wait to die."

Chen Kuai Hui took Yan Sikong's hand and gritted his teeth. His eyes were firm and resolute: "don't worry, sir. I will never shrink back."

Yan Sikong said with relief: "with your Highness's words, I will be very brave."

Chen bi was moved to say: "my husband is sincere to me. I hope he can be my teacher all his life. Even if I become emperor one day, he will help me govern the world."

Yan Sikong arched his hand and said, "I will die."

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after leaving the prison, Yan Sikong thought about the countermeasures all the way.

Even if Chen's mother and son can survive the crisis, they may not be able to survive the second time because of the Empress Dowager's condition. To put Chen on the throne, we must eliminate more obstacles, such as Wen Shangshu and the second prince.

I believe Yan Zilian also thought that although they haven't had time to discuss, next year's grand plan of Beijing inspection must find a way to write on Wen Shangshu, but this man is highly respected and not easy to shake. So, what about the second prince?

Yan Sikong calculated the date, and she Zhun should have returned to Beijing. If he killed the second prince, he would be able to get rid of the roots. But first, the Imperial Palace was heavily guarded, and even she Zhun would not succeed. Second, if the second prince was really assassinated, Emperor Zhaowu would be the first to suspect Chen, and Zhu Lanting would not be able to keep his head.

What can be done to open up the way for Chen Bi

Yan Sikong thought all the way back home.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Ali's eyes and knew that Fengye was coming. He said, "prepare some wine and vegetables."Ah Li was already ready.

Yan Sikong nodded, motioned him to return to the house, and went straight to the main house.

When he pushed the door in, a warm feeling suddenly came, dispelling the cold of spring he brought back from outside. He saw Feng Ye sitting by the fire, baking his hands, warm wine on the table, and food with fragrance and heat. This picture was just like many ordinary nights in the past, which made his heart warm.

However, Feng Ye turned his face, his expression was extremely indifferent, and Yan Sikong suddenly woke up.

Feng Ye stood up, sat on the futon, and looked at the food on the low table: "have you eaten?"

Do you shake your head

"Well, eat." Feng Ye poured two thin glasses of wine.

Yan Sikong removed his shoes and sat cross legged opposite Fengye: "I just went to visit the prince and empress."

"How?"

"The empress has been whipped ten times. It's not very good. The prince is OK, but after all, she is still a child."

"Whether he can get through this depends on his nature." Feng Ye raised an eye to see him one eye, accentuated tone, "have a meal."

Yan Sikong just regained his mind. He took a sip of wine to warm his stomach, then picked up the food and wine and began to eat.

"I've never said that Ali's cooking is delicious." Fengye road.

"It seems to have been said before." Yan Si daydream, "I asked you if you are delicious, you should and."

This strange and formal atmosphere made Yan Sikong feel a little uncomfortable. Once upon a time, Feng Ye was overjoyed to see him, even if they were separated for only one day. He knew that the deeper the gap between them was, the less they could go back to the way they used to be.

"When Xi'er gets married, it's not his turn to cook." Feng Ye said without expression, "the emperor will give you a big house and a lot of servants. You don't have to live in this deserted house any more."

Yan Sikong was silent and didn't know how to answer.

Feng Ye continued: "at that time, your house will be full of people. I can't go over the wall any more and come to you unconsciously. In the cold winter, I can't hold you and warm each other, because there are other people lying beside you."

"Stop it." Yan Sikong couldn't help blurting out.

"Why not." Feng Ye whispered, "you're going to do it soon. Why are you afraid of me?"

Yan Sikong raised his head and said in a trembling voice, "what do you want me to do?"

Feng Ye's face twitched, and he was obviously holding back something. His deep eyes were filled with complex emotions. His fists were tight and loose. Finally, he picked up the wine cup on the table, drank it all, and didn't answer any more.

Between the two fell into a condensation like silence, Yan Sikong a bite to eat rice, tasteless, he suddenly realized, what is the end of the world.

After a while, Feng Ye put down his chopsticks and changed his common tone: "even if they get through this disaster, they can't rest easy. Wen Youchi and Xie Zhongren won't give up."

Yan Sikong withstood the discomfort in his heart and said, "yes."

"Unless you get rid of Wen Yuchi, if you don't have her back, she won't be able to make any difference."

"My teacher and I also want to cut off this poisonous root. The grand plan of Beijing inspection is an opportunity, but Wen Shangshu is cautious and highly respected, so it's hard to get hold of it."

Feng Ye said: "Wen Yuchi, as the Minister of the Ministry of war, has always been in touch with my father. He is in charge of the armament expenditure. Although he dare not take my father's armament openly, he secretly does not want to do something for himself. In the past, the war was tight, but now it's peaceful in Datong, and my father's armaments must be reduced. It's not a long-term plan to take control of this army in other people's hands. If we can replace it with our own people, we will kill two birds with one stone. "

Yan Sikong's eyes brightened: "yes, now there is no war in Datong. The Ministry of war must reduce its armaments. If Wen Yu is late, King Jingyuan must be passive."

In order to check and balance King Jingyuan, Emperor Zhaowu will definitely cut down the armaments of Datong this year. However, how and how much to cut depends on the personnel and border defense situation. Too little reduction will not suppress King Jingyuan. Too much reduction will force people against him. Of course, the emperor does not know this degree. It is up to the Ministry of arms to investigate, calculate and discuss the final decision, It's just like a knife lying across the neck when an outsider occupies such an important position in the Ministry of war.

He didn't think of this, but fortunately Feng Ye thought of it. In this way, the two people can work together again. He can also get the help of King Jingyuan. Maybe he can really eradicate Wen Yuchi.

"I've sent a secret letter to my father about this matter. When he replies, he has been dealing with Wen Yuchi for many years, and he must have something to do with Wen Yuchi. But Wen Yuchi also has something to do with my father. We need to take a long-term view. We can't let him know that this matter has something to do with my father."

"Of course." Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye, hesitated for a moment, and said: "thank you."

Feng Ye did not open his eyes: "I do this not for you, but for my family, for the prince. It's not your turn to say thank you."

Yan Sikong smiles, full of helplessness.

Feng Ye stood up and said, "I came to you just for this matter. I left.""Feng..." Yan Sikong opens her mouth subconsciously, but her words are stuck in her throat, so she has no exit.

Feng yedun's body seemed to be waiting for something.

“…… Watch out for the dark road

Feng Ye's eyes were cold and he left without looking back.

Yan Sikong looked at the empty Pu mat and the chopsticks on the other side, and sat for a long time in the quiet and suffocating room.