Chasing King

In the winter of the 31st year of Zhaowu, Datong governor, Zhenwei general and Jingyuan king returned to Beijing. All the people are empty, and the people welcome each other.

Yan Zilian, the first minister of the cabinet, Huo Li, Feng Chuang, the right Minister of the Ministry of war, and Zhao Fuyi, the senior general, were all ordered by the emperor to meet the king of Jingyuan at Yongdingmen. Of course, Shizi Fengye was also one of them.

Yan Sikong stood on both sides of the line with many officials. Seeing King Jingyuan leading more than a dozen bodyguards, he not only remembered that more than ten years ago, he and Yuan Nanyu were hiding on the Guangning city wall, secretly watching the flag of fengjialang rising from the horizon, even if they were just riding slowly across the frozen soil of Liaodong, which had an invincible momentum.

And the famous general with red tassels on his head and war robes, who is famous all over the world, is riding in the lead and approaching majestically. As he used to do in those years, he can't stop the surging power from afar.

Yan Si trembled in the hollow, his heroic ambition seemed to be awakened in an instant, and Yuan Nanyu's childish voice reverberated slowly in his ears.

When he got close, Feng Jian rolled over and dismounted smoothly, holding his helmet in one hand, laughing loudly.

Yan Sikong looked over the crowd carefully. More than ten years later, his temples were white and his forehead was full of furrows. However, he was still a man with sword eyebrows and stars. He was tall and straight, and his steps were as steady as flying. Time had never erased half of his heroism.

Yan Sikong can't help imagining the appearance of Fengye after 30 years. He must be so brave and extraordinary.

The ministers surrounded and saluted each other.

Yan Sikong watched Feng Ye plop down and knelt down in front of the plane of Feng Jian. His voice trembled and called "father".

"My wolf." Feng Jianping helped Feng Ye up and patted him on his strong arm. Looking at his son who was higher than himself, his eyes were full of praise and pride: "you have grown up."

People can't wait to praise Feng Ye and flatter him.

Yan Sikong is not far away from each other. She can only hear a few words, but she can also guess 7788.

They exchanged greetings for a long time. Suddenly, Feng Jianping said in a high voice, "is there a prospective husband of Princess wanyang coming?"

All of them turned their heads and looked at Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong was caught off guard. She became stiff, and her heart screamed. He didn't expect to face Feng Jianping all of a sudden. If Feng Jianping saw his face and his name, I'm afraid it's not difficult to think of his real identity. Sure enough, he saw that Feng Ye's face was a little strange.

Yan Zilian said with a smile: "think empty, don't quickly come to see general Feng."

Yan Sikong had no choice but to walk past. He saw that Feng Jianping's eyes changed, became strange, became inquisitive, and finally even frowned.

Yan Sikong came near and bowed deeply: "I've met your royal highness, King Jingyuan."

“…… Thank you very much Feng Jianping's sharp eyes were fixed on Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong stood up straight. Although she felt guilty, she had to face it.

Feng Jianping looked up and down at Yan Sikong Where are you from? "

"I'm from Pan Yang."

"Pan Yang?" Feng Jianping is suspicious. He suddenly thinks of something and looks at Feng Ye with a question in his eyes.

Feng Ye pretended not to see it and looked as usual.

Yan Zilian was puzzled and said, "general Feng, what's wrong with that?"

Feng Jianping restrained his strange look: "there's nothing wrong with it. It's just that he's happy for the princess when he sees his son-in-law so handsome."

"Ha ha, I'm a student, but I'm a famous handsome young man in Beijing. Otherwise, how can I be worthy of a princess?"

"Yes, ha ha." Feng Jianping returned to normal and said, "old Yan Ge, please."

"General, please."

A mermaid enters the city, and Yan Sikong mingles with the officials, trying to make himself less conspicuous. But he can already predict that when Feng's father and son are alone, Feng Jianping will question Feng Ye. From Feng Jianping's eyes, he can see that Feng Jianping has recognized him.

On that day, Emperor Zhaowu received Feng Jianping with great courtesy in the hall of Supreme Harmony, praising his military achievements. It seemed that the monarchs, saints, ministers and sages were in harmony.

King Jingyuan was the last vassal to arrive in Beijing. According to the imperial edict, all vassal kings within a thousand miles had gathered in the capital to mourn the Empress Dowager.

The Ministry of rites and Honglu temple have chosen a new site and prepared a more grand funeral in a very short period of time after their preparations for playing with their children's lives.

The funeral is scheduled for the seventh day of next month, with half a month to go.

Emperor Zhaowu wanted to hold a banquet for the vassal kings on a certain day. It was very busy in the capital. Yan Sikong looked at the peaceful scene in the hall, hoping that he was worried too much.

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on the second day of Feng Jianping's return to Beijing, a young man was sent to Jingyuan palace to invite Yan Sikong to have a talk with him.

Yan Sikong knew that he couldn't get rid of him. When he just got home, he changed his court clothes, put on his regular clothes, and went to the palace with the boy.

Yan Sikong hasn't been in the palace for a long time. Now Feng Jianping's invitation makes sense. After all, Princess wanyang is his niece.When he arrived at the house, his servant led him to the back yard. He was very familiar with this road. When he first came to Jingyuan palace, he had a drink with Fengye under the big locust tree in the back yard. Now it's just winter, and the withered leaves of that locust tree have not fallen completely, showing a little bleak.

Feng's father and son were standing under the tree, talking about something.

Feng Ye first saw Yan Sikong and blinked at him secretly. He didn't look nervous.

Yan Si is a little calm in the hollow.

Feng Jianping turns around and stares at Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong bowed: "I've met his royal highness King Jingyuan and my son."

Feng Jianping waved his hand and held back his servants: "don't be too polite." The voice is calm, but not angry.

"Thank you, your highness." Yan Sikong straightened up.

Feng Jianping came over and looked at Yan Sikong from top to bottom. Then he said, "you are yuan Sikong."

Yan Sikong arched his hand and said, "I dare not hide it, your highness. It's just that."

Feng Jianping sighed: "I once sent someone to the northwest to look for you, but I was told that you had died in the quarry. How did you escape and become a Pan Yang man?"

No matter how many times, no matter how many years have passed, the news of yuan Nanyu's death in the quarry can make his heart ache. After saving enough money, he once sent someone to inquire about it, but after a long time, the information he got was more vague than that of Feng Jianping. He took a deep breath: "I He took the opportunity to escape, and then wandered all over the country. In order to gain fame, he forged his identity. It's a long story. "

"You forged your identity and became an official in the court in order to Revenge? "

Yan Sikong clenched his teeth: "exactly, my father was killed unjustly in those years, so my family was destroyed. How can I not repay such blood feud?"

Feng Jianping looked at Yan Sikong deeply for a long time and said, "in the battle of Guangning, if the general yuan didn't lead the troops, the Jin people might have broken Liaodong and won the capital. Such a great achievement, but was raped to death, it is eternal regret

Yan Sikong shook and nodded.

"How do you take revenge?"

Yan Sikong looks at Fengye, but he can't guess how much Fengye has been equal to Fengjian.

Feng Ye said: "Dad, he..."

"Shut up." Feng Jianping looked at Yan Sikong: "I want to listen to you."

Yan Sikong had no choice but to say: "I want to cut off the eunuch party, let Xie Zhongren and Han Zhaoxing obey the law, and clear away the injustice for my father. This is not only for revenge, but also for the people."

"Well said." Feng Jianping praised, "the eunuch party bewilders the Lord, flatters the emperor, disturbs the imperial platform, and kills the common people. Now it's the intention to usurp the throne of the crown prince, so it has to be removed."

"Your Highness means..."

Feng Jianping narrowed his eyes: "I was ordered by the former Emperor to garrison Datong. For more than 30 years, your majesty has never suspected me. Now your majesty insists that I go back to court. I must have been misled by the slander of the castration party. So I went back to court to show my loyalty to your majesty. Secondly, it's time for the Imperial Hall to be cleaned up. "

In the hollow of Yan Si, thousands of thoughts sprang up and asked abruptly, "what about the two thousand troops your highness brought from Datong?"

Feng Jianping was stunned Why

Yan Sikong did not give a positive answer: "Your Highness is loyal to the court, and the sun and the moon can learn from him. But if your highness participates in the party struggle, there will be a bloody storm in the court. At that time, everyone will dance like a knife, and his life will be on the line."

Feng Jianping pondered for a moment: "those two thousand soldiers and horses, stationed 30 miles away in the suburbs, are all excellent soldiers and strong generals of our Feng family army. They only obey me."

Yan Sikong arched his hand and said, "it seems that your Highness has made up his mind. With the help of your highness, the teacher will be able to clean up the treacherous and sycophantic people and return the river and mountain with the breeze of the moon."

Feng Jianping scoffed: "your teacher, jingcha, forced me to show loyalty to the crown prince. In fact, I supported the crown prince. His practice really made me angry. Now his majesty ordered me to return to Korea in the name of national mourning. It's more or less helpless, but it's also inexcusable fate."

"There is something wrong with the teacher's methods, but he is devoted to his country and people. I hope your highness will not blame him."

"Don't worry." Feng Jianping looked up at the yellow leaves left on the tree and said with emotion, "although Yange is a bit autocratic, he is a generation of virtuous officials. If we can work with him to eradicate the eunuch party and support the crown prince, I can rest assured that I am far away at the border."

"Dad." Feng Ye took a look at Yan Sikong and said, "if we work together, we will be invincible."

Feng Jianping said with a bitter smile: "I've been on the battlefield for 40 years. I never dare to say that I'm invincible. Wolf, we can't underestimate the enemy in every battle, whether it's big or small, whether it's Sabre and sword, or whether it's verbal or verbal. We should be cautious step by step until the enemy is really out of breath

Feng Ye issued a sonorous voice: "I understand!"