Chasing King

It's another spring day.

Yan Sikong still remembers that at this time two years ago, he won a lot of prizes at the Sutra feast. Not long after spring hunting, he saw Feng Ye again. His bright clothes, angry horses and high spirited youth still clearly hide in his mind.

Two years have passed. Time has changed and things are different.

Yan Sikong looked out of the window at the plants competing for spring. In such a vigorous season, he only felt that there was a decadent, dangerous and defeated force dormant in the dark, which could devour everyone at any time.

He couldn't tell what it was, but he felt uneasy instinctively.

A hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder, he trembled all over, only feel creepy, a clasp on the wrist, pull forward, mental instant return, he suddenly remembered where he is now, immediately stop the power, otherwise the master of the hand will be thrown out.

"Wow There was a scream in my ear.

Yan Sikong held him and looked up: "brother liang?"

It was Liang Sui who came.

Liang Sui looked at Yan Sikong in surprise: "I, I called you. What are you looking at?"

Yan Sikong released him, returned to normal, and said with a smile, "I'm watching spring. "In April, peach blossoms begin to bloom in the mountain temple." today's beautiful weather is a good day to enjoy spring. "

"My brother is a good poet." Liang Sui rubbed his aching wrist, "why didn't I find out before? Are you so strong?"

"I used to do farm work when I was a child."

"You? Do farm work? " Liang Sui said with a smile, "you white skin and tender meat, don't like to do rough work, just say your hand..." He opened Yan Sikong's hand at random, and saw the scar on his palm at a glance. He had nothing to say.

The scar lasted for a long time. If you don't look at it carefully, it seems to be worn out by rough work.

Yan Sikong saved his hand: "when I was young, I was poor, but I can't compare with brother Liang."

"Well, if you can't afford to go to a private school or invite a poor man like you, you will still be able to read in the snow and gain fame. Isn't it more admirable? In my opinion, what you have today is what you should take for granted, but don't belittle yourself because of your birth. "

Yan Sikong slightly raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "brother Liang came to yamen specially to find me. Isn't it to comfort me?"

Liang Sui said with a smile, "brother Zhou is giving a banquet in Baisheng building again today. You must have the honor."

Yan Sikong said with a bitter smile: "brother Liang, I'm busy with Beijing inspection these days. I really can't help myself. When the Beijing inspection is over, how about giving a banquet to make amends?"

"Sikong, I've invited you several times. Mr. Zhou also wants to see you. Our brothers used to eat wine together. Why did you go to the official department and become the son-in-law..." Liang suichen said strangely, "it's so hard to see one side."

Yan Sikong didn't want to offend the aristocratic family, so he had to say, "it's better to be respectful than obedient."

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that night, Yan Sikong came to Baisheng building.

Baisheng building is the most luxurious restaurant in the capital. All the guests come and go are dignitaries. Opposite is Yanliu lane, which is convenient for the guests to have enough food and drink, and then go to have fun. Of course, you can also call the girls. At night, when the lights are on, singing and dancing is the most extravagant place in the city.

Yan Sikong came to Baisheng building countless times, but his deepest memory of this place is always that when Fengye returned to Beijing, one of them was upstairs, the other was downstairs, and they had a glance.

Later, he asked Fengye why he suddenly looked upstairs when he entered the city that day. Fengye said that there was a palpitation at that time, and he always felt that there was something upstairs that made him have to look up. This is probably because he had a strong heart.

Yan Si got out of the carriage and stood at the place where Feng Ye had driven his horse. He looked up. It was cold at night. He didn't open the window. What he saw was the orange light with the window paper. He laughed at himself and walked in.

Zhou Mi Xing loves to show off. He must be in one of the most luxurious rooms on the third floor. He respectfully leads Yan Sikong upstairs. As soon as the door is opened, a burst of laughter comes from inside. Yan Sikong just starts to smile and is ready to socialize, but when he sees the people in the room, he froze.

The one sitting in the middle is Fengye!

Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong with a smile, and his eyes were a little cold.

"Oh, my dear brother." Zhou Fuxing stood up in person, came forward, took his hand and said intimately, "you and my brother haven't seen each other for many days. I miss you very much."

Yan Sikong came back and said, "er Brother Zhou flatters my younger brother. I'm still on business today, so I'm late... " His eyes drifted to Fengye again.

"Not in the way, not in the way." He sat next to shiye and brought me to him

"This..."

"Sit down." Zhou mianxing looked in his ear and said, "I'm the host. It's OK."

Yan Sikong thought of what Liang SuiZao had said when he came up to invite him. Combined with the scene in front of him, he understood what was going on.

In the past, he was just a little brother in front of Zhou mianxing when he was socializing with Liang Sui. At the banquet, he could only listen to the boasting of Duke Zhou. But now, he is not what he used to be. He is the head of the Gong Kao Department of the Ministry of official affairs and the son-in-law to be. Naturally, Zhou mianxing has a different attitude towards him. Now, Beijing Cha is around the corner, and Zhou's father, Shun Tian Fu Yin, is also in the scope of Beijing cha Wild, is to take the opportunity to ease the relationship between the two people, do a favor.It's a clever calculation. Unfortunately, Zhou mianxing doesn't know the real grudge between him and Fengye. It's said that Fengye is "demanding his family status".

Yan Sikong was forced to sit beside Feng Ye, and all the people at the table looked at them with a good look.

Yan Sikong coughs lightly and is ready to flatter Fengye. With their grades and origins, they should be so.

Zhou Mi Xing was very considerate and didn't embarrass him. He stood up and raised his glass: "come on, everyone is here. I have to say something to Zhou."

All the people responded.

Zhou mianxing bowed respectfully to Fengye: "I'm flattered that Zhou can have a son and a banquet. This cup must respect the son of a hero." Then he had a drink.

Feng Yeti drank with him and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhou, you're welcome."

"The second one." Zhou Mi Xing looked at Yan Sikong with a smile, "I want to respect my younger brother, who is now the master of Yan and the son-in-law of Yan. There must be a bright future in the future. My younger brother will be prosperous and prosperous in the future. Don't forget our brother."

Yan Sikong got up and said with a smile, "I don't deserve it. Mr. Zhou and your brothers are both talented, open-minded and kind-hearted people. How can I get along with you? I want you to talk more about me in the future."

Two people clink glasses to drink.

After two cups of wine, Zhou miaixing was a little bold. He looked at Fengye and Yan Sikong, and laughed bravely: "the third cup of wine is the purpose of Zhou's banquet today. I, with all my shame, invited my son and Yan Xiandi because I heard that they had some estrangement for the marriage of Princess wanyang. This world is full of ups and downs. In the future, we need to help each other a lot. In Zhou's humble opinion, they used to be like-minded confidants. It's a pity if they have a gap because of their different family backgrounds. "

Everyone agreed: "yes, yes."

"I'll be more open-minded."

Zhou Mi Xing said while observing Feng Ye's look, and continued: "the third glass of wine, Zhou would like to respect you both at the same time. Can you see it on my thin face..."

"Mr. Zhou." Feng Ye slightly tilted his head, squinted at Zhou Fuxing, and said with a smile, "it's really warm-hearted."

Zhou Fuxing's face changed slightly. Anyone who has ears could hear that he was full of sarcasm. He was embarrassed for a moment. It was neither respectful nor disrespectful to hold a glass of wine.

Yan Sikong quickly stood up, took Zhou mianxing's hand, and said with emotion: "Yan was born in a poor family, and princess wanyang is a dragon and Phoenix. I think I really don't deserve it, but your majesty doesn't think I'm humble. I'm willing to marry her to me. I'm willing to repay your kindness. But Shizi cherishes his cousin, knows that my family is poor, my words and deeds are vulgar, and I'm afraid of being abrupt and wronged by the princess. I have no dissatisfaction or disrespect with Shizi. "

Feng Ye's fists are tightly clenched under the table. He hates Yan Sikong's hypocrisy.

Yan Sikong and Zhou miaixing turned to Fengye together. He said respectfully and sincerely: "whether Shizi is willing to accept Yan or not, this glass of wine, Yan must respect Shizi." He said, will drink into the glass of wine.

But Fengye suddenly stretched out his hand and caught him by the wrist.

It was so fast that no one could see it.

Yan Sikong's hand was dragged, but there was not a drop of wine in the glass.

Feng Ye looked up at him with sharp eyes.

There was a complete silence on the table, Zhou Mi Xing's forehead was sweating, and other people even dared not breathe.

Fengye slowly said: "yes, I'm really afraid that you're abrupt and wronged me. Wanyang will marry you one day. Will you treat her well?"

Yan Sikong's heart was shocked and said in a soft voice: "nature Yan will naturally

"What will it be?" Feng Ye stares at Yan Sikong, "say it."

"Yes I'll be with the princess. "

Feng Ye sneered: "between husband and wife, just respect each other like guests?"

"And love each other." Liang Sui thought he was going out of the siege and said.

Feng Ye coldly gouged out liang Sui. Liang Sui was so scared that his hair stood up. Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong again: "I want to listen to you."

Yan Sikong feels cold all over. Does Feng Ye want to force him to say his vows to wanyang?

Zhou Mi Xing urged: "brother, speak quickly. If the son wants you to say a few words, you can trust the princess to you."

Yan Sikong and Feng Ye look at each other. Both of them see the deepest torture and struggle from each other's eyes. However, Feng Ye doesn't intend to let Yan Sikong go, so he stares, forces and stubbornly waits for a result he doesn't want.

Yan Sikong took a deep breath, and his chest was filled with unspeakable anger and sadness. He said in a soft voice: "I, Yan, will love and respect Princess wanyang and live up to your majesty And the trust of my son. " When he finished this sentence, he felt a lot of pain in his heart, and his voice became trembling.

Feng Ye grabs the hand of Yan Sikong's wrist and suddenly tightens it. Yan Sikong's face turns white with pain, but Shengsheng doesn't make a strange state.

Feng Ye released his hand. His eyes were like the water of two ancient wells, deep and without waves. He said in a low voice: "so I'm probably relieved. "Zhou mianxing quickly came up to ease the atmosphere: "ha ha ha, that's good, that's good, come on, let's drink together."

Everyone raised their glasses one after another to congratulate them on their "peace".

Yan Sikong forced a smile and was on pins and needles around Fengye. He couldn't even see Fengye's eyes any more, and they didn't speak at the dinner.

Everyone could see that there was still tension between them. Zhou miaixing felt that it had not been let go. After three rounds of drinking, he called a dozen girls from Ting LAN Pavilion across the street.