Chasing King

Yan Sikong secretly goes to she Zhun.

He worried that if Fengye could not escape from the capital, it would contain the action of King Jingyuan, so he had to leave another way after Fengye to ensure the safety of Fengye.

When she Zhun saw him, she was not surprised, but she could not help mocking: "rare guest, Lord Yan, didn't you say that we had better not meet? For your little son, you are willing to do anything."

"You know why I came to you." There is no doubt about this sentence, Yan Sikong's tone is very firm.

"Of course, the Manchu Dynasty is guessing whether King Jingyuan will return to Beijing. If he doesn't," he said She Zhun narrowed her eyes, "that's Sima Zhao's heart. You come to me for fear that Fengye will be trapped in Beijing as a hostage."

"Can you help me?" Yan Sikong asked directly.

She Zhun said in a deep voice, "do you really want to rebel?"

Yan Si said with a blank face, "if I want to."

She Zhun took a breath: "I can't understand you any more. Don't you understand that you used to do things in secret so that you could succeed many times. If you really took part in the rebellion, what kind of storm could you turn out with a little six character leader? "

Yan Sikong said haughtily, "my wisdom and the military strength of Fengjia can subvert the world."

"But it's too risky. If there's a slight mistake, you can't take revenge. You can't even save your life."

"But if it does, I will deal with it."

Two people stare at each other, secretly stronger, want to find hesitation from each other's eyes, but never found a flaw.

Finally, she Zhun compromised. He sneered, "you've always been a madman."

Yan Sikong laughed darkly: "those who steal hook will be punished, those who steal country will be Hou. What I have done is not bad. Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid of something." She Zhun snorted, "I'm cunning. There's always a way to save my life. If I do, should your little son really be a marquis to me?"

"It's a deal."

"Say what you want me to do."

"Feng Ye said that when he returned to Beijing a few years ago, he had already left behind for himself. In case of an accident, he would immediately escape from the capital. But I don't worry. I want you to prepare for it to ensure that he can leave Beijing smoothly, no matter what method he uses."

She Zhun shrugged: "you're looking for the right person. I've already dug a secret road for myself, which leads to a family outside the city. There are fast horses and money. But the secret road is not close to Jingyuan palace. It's almost half a city

"I'll see what happens. You can draw me the location of the secret passage."

She Zhun turned and went into the bedroom. After a while, she took a piece of big cowhide and gave it to Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong took a look at it and had already remembered it in his heart. He gave the cowhide back to him.

"If Fengye leaves, what will you do?"

"Now everyone thinks that Fengye and I have turned against each other. As long as we don't expose ourselves, we will be safe for the time being. I'll deal with him in Beijing, and great things can be achieved." Yan Sikong looked at she Zhun, "then, I need you and your men to deliver letters for us."

She Zhun showed a cynical smile: "so it seems that I want to make a great contribution. It's not enough to be a marquis."

"As long as it's done, you'll be rich and prosperous all your life."

She Zhun laughed, but there was no smile in her eyes: "if not, I won't let you drag me down."

Yan Sikong said calmly, "don't worry."

Yan Sikong plans to tell Feng Ye about it next time. Although Feng Ye is inexplicably hostile to she Zhun, she Zhun is very reliable in many cases. It's not a bad thing to have another way out.

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an autumn rain and a cold, the capital has been continuously rainy for more than ten days, even at noon, the sky is gray, the kind of cold that seems to be able to drill through the bones is even more frightening than the cold winter,

Yan Sikong constantly heard the news from all sides, which vassal king has left, which vassal king is about to arrive in Beijing, and because there is no king Jingyuan's disappearance At the same time, rumors have become more and more rampant, and they have reached the point of alarmism, which makes people panic.

Now all the vassal kings will arrive in Beijing one after another. If emperor Zhaowu called on King Qin, they would not obey him. On the one hand, they forced Feng Jianping to return to the court, and on the other hand, they were ready to deal with Feng Jianping's incident. It's chilling to see such strategy and ingenuity.

Yan Sikong deeply feels that he underestimates Xie Zhongren. This eunuch is not only a slanderer, but also a good player in politics. It's no wonder that even Yan Zilian has not been able to defeat him for so many years.

Time passed day by day in such anxiety. Yan Si waited for a few days, but it was hard to sleep and eat. He ordered a Li to inform Xue Bo quietly and let Fengye come to see him as soon as possible. First, he wanted to find out if King Jingyuan had any news. Second, he wanted to tell Fengye she Zhun's secret path.

But Fengye didn't come to him. I'm afraid he was secretly busy sorting out his family fortune and settling in some relatives and many servants. If Fengye ran away, these people would have to let fate decide.

Half a month after the imperial edict was issued, Feng Ye sneaked into Yan Sikong's mansion at night."Feng Ye!" Yan Si met him in a hurry. Seeing that he was pale and deep eyed, he had a very bad premonition in his heart, "how did you come to me, I..."

"My father is going back to Beijing." Feng Ye squeezed these words out of his mouth with a gnash of teeth.

Yan Sikong froze, and a cold wave of Yin rushed to his head from the bottom of his feet: "what What? "

"He has set out." Feng Ye said in a deep voice, "he said that the three generations of the Feng family were loyal and good. He would never be a rebellious minister and would return to Beijing to be innocent."

"Confused!" Yan Sikong roared out of control. He felt his heart pop out of his throat and his brain was blank.

Feng Ye stares at the ground with empty eyes: "maybe We are worried too much. My father is the governor of Datong, and he has made great achievements in war. Anyone who does harm to him will be reviled by people all over the world. "

Yan Sikong sat in the chair with weak legs. For a long time, they were speechless.

The needle fell in the room, and the suffocating silence lasted for a long time. Yan Sikong slowly recovered from the shock and great disappointment. He calmed down and said, "now that your Highness has set out to return to Beijing, let's do a good job of his return to Beijing."

He felt as if he was falling into a bottomless hole. The premonition that everything would be out of control was very terrible. Although it was only his guess, he was used to preparing for the worst and thinking about things more comprehensively.

Although he resented Feng Jianping's foolishness and loyalty, he also knew that there were few people in the world who were so rebellious, incorruptible and shameless that he was not such a person. He was an ambitious man who did not achieve his goal by any means. He admired Feng Jianping, even though he thought that he had made a big mistake.

Feng Ye looks at Yan Sikong and suppresses the fear in his eyes with firmness: "kong'er, I won't let my father have something to do."

Yan Sikong pressed his soft legs and went to Fengye. He gently took his hand and comforted him: "I know that my thoughts are too deep. I always like to think about the bad. Maybe we are really worried."

Feng Ye reluctantly smiles and holds him in his arms: "I still have 300000 troops in Datong. How can I easily shake them? The soldiers will come to block them, and the water will come to cover them. As long as we are together, we will be invincible."

Yan Sikong took a deep breath and hugged him tightly. She repressed her worry and gave a gentle "um".