Chasing King

The next day, Yan Sikong went to the east palace to give a lecture for the prince, and met Zhu Lanting, who was guiding the prince's archery.

Although Chen Jian still looks happy when he sees him, he is no longer as happy as before. After his mother and his wife committed suicide, he grows up a lot overnight. He nods to Yan Sikong who salutes him: "don't be too polite, sir."

Yan Sikong bows to Zhu Lanting again: "commander Zhu, I have never had the opportunity to thank commander Zhu face to face."

He refers to the fact that Zhu Lanting sent a letter to Xianfei in order to save the prince and huifei. Both of them agreed with each other. Zhu Lanting also replied, "master Yan is polite. I did it."

Yan Sikong said with a smile, "Your Highness's martial arts are improving day by day. I wish you a great success."

"Master Yan teaches literature and martial arts for his highness. It's his duty to be a minister. I dare not take credit for it." Zhu Lanting said politely.

Yan Sikong has been trying to woo this person, but he has not succeeded. First, the two people have different functions, so it is difficult to meet them. Second, there is no suitable opportunity. Moreover, Zhu Lanting is more serious. If he tries to get close to him, he will make a fool of himself. He can only find an opportunity to talk about it.

Chen Bi drew his bow: "Sir, I've been practicing archery recently. I heard that my father is going to hold winter hunting."

"It seems that I have heard that your highness is so brave that he will win many prizes in winter hunting."

"Winter hunting is much more difficult than spring hunting. Those who are easy to shoot are hard to find in winter." Chen straightened his back, stretched out his slender arms, opened his long bow, shot out with one arrow, and hit the heart steadily.

Yan Sikong stroked his hands hard and said in surprise: "Your Highness really makes me look at you with new eyes!"

"If I can hunt a beast, the masses will look at me with new eyes," Chen said with a smile

Yan Sikong knew that Chen Kai wanted to express himself very much, whether in front of emperor Zhaowu or other officials, because his capital was too weak.

Chen Xiaochong said politely to Zhu Lanting, "thank you for your help today, commander. Please come back."

I wish Lanting goodbye.

When they came to the study, Chen Shu waved back everyone as usual.

Yan Sikong asked, "Your Highness, have you been very careful in your daily life recently?"

"Don't worry. I've been poisoned before I eat and drink. There's a dagger hidden under the pillow." "I practice martial arts every day. If someone really wants to assassinate me, it won't be so easy," Chen said coldly

"I'll be relieved."

"It's said that my father would greatly reduce the armaments of Datong, but really?" Chen said quietly

Yan Sikong's face suddenly dignified: "it's true, we are all worried about it."

Chen Kui sighed: "I thought King Jingyuan had already returned to the imperial court, so my father could trust him. Otherwise, how could he come back?"

"There is no doubt that King Jingyuan is loyal, but your majesty It's your Majesty's consideration. "

Chen Bi squinted at Yan Sikong: "why do you want to be careless with me, sir? You don't think so."

Yan Sikong said with a bitter smile and said in a low voice: "I think that behind this, there is no lack of Xie Zhongren's fanning."

"He fanned the flames and wanted his father to have the fire first." Chen said coldly, "I'm afraid my father can't bear to see King Jingyuan supporting me."

"There must be such a reason, but your highness can't show it in front of outsiders." Yan Sikong reminded.

"Don't worry." Chen seized Yan Sikong's hand and said, "Mr. Chen is the only person I trust now. I only tell you the truth."

"My pleasure." Yan Sikong hesitated for a moment. "In this case, I want to ask your highness if he can answer truthfully."

"Yes, sir."

"The story of empress huifei..."

Chen's face changed slightly.

Yan Sikong couldn't help looking around. Although there was no one else, he unconsciously lowered the volume: "Your Highness, are you dissatisfied with your majesty?"

There was a chill in Chen's eyes. He took Yan Sikong's hand and grasped it unconsciously. Yan Sikong felt that the boy had really grown up, and his hand strength was not small.

Chen quickly calmed down. His Adam's apple rolled and he said, "he's a father and a king. I don't dare and shouldn't be dissatisfied, but..." He stares at Yan Sikong with hatred in his eyes, "but for more than ten years, my mother and son have been bullied because of him, and now my mother has died because of him, and I can't forgive him."

After that, there was a bit of fear in his eyes. After all, every word he said was a big crime of beheading.

Yan Sikong took Chen's hand and said, "Your Highness's mind is human. I understand."

"Why do you ask that, sir?" Chen Jian looks at Yan Sikong uneasily.

Yan Si Kong light smile: "I think your highness said, the heart will be better than some." If the reduction of armaments can't be carried out smoothly, Feng Jianping won't wait to die. In case, just in case, things change. What he wants to test is whether Chen Yu has the heart to do anything to become an emperor.

Now he knew that he hated emperor Zhaowu in his heart, but he was constrained by the rules of ethics and filial piety and did not dare to reveal it.That's a good thing.

-

a few days later, Yan Sikong was lighting a lamp in the room, and suddenly he heard a slight sound coming from outside the window. He was very familiar with the sound. It must be Feng Ye, but today's noise is a little bigger

As soon as he got up, Feng Ye had already pushed the door and entered, and then he came, and there was a burst of wine.

"Fengye." Yan Si rushed up and said, "have you drunk? What's the matter? "

Feng Ye dragged his heavy steps into the room and sat down on the chair, looking gloomy and silent.

"Why do you come to me when you drink too much?" Yan Sikong worried, "don't be seen on the road."

"It's windy and dusty today. There's no one on the road." Feng Ye opened his mouth, which was different from his flushed face and empty eyes. His voice was very clear, which was the same as usual.

"What's the matter with you?" Yan Sikong poured him a glass of water.

"I had a big fight with my dad." Feng Ye took the water cup and splashed it directly on his face. He wiped his face with his big hand and looked aggressive.

Yan Sikong took the cloth again, wiped the water stains on his body, and asked, "why?"

"Why? Why do you say that? What else can it be? " Feng Ye said that in the end, he was gnashing his teeth.

Yan Sikong was silent. The quarrel between Feng's father and son is nothing more than Feng Ye's query that Feng Jianping should not return to the imperial court. Now Feng's family is in danger, and Feng Jianping is very angry. He thinks that Feng Ye is uninhibited, unfaithful and unfilial.

Yan Sikong gently wiped his bright and clean skin: "Your Highness is a loyal man. You can't weigh the pros and cons."

"Is this a simple gain or loss?" Feng Yeh gritted his teeth and said, "if Datong's military expenditure is greatly reduced, countless soldiers who follow us through life and death and devote themselves to our country will be mercilessly abandoned. If it's serious, the foundation of Feng's family will be shaken. Now it's a man-made sword, I'm a fish. If he doesn't come back, how can he be so manipulated?"

Yan Sikong picked up Feng Ye's face and said in a soft voice, "Feng Ye, don't entangle with what has happened. Now we have to work together to tide over the difficulties. If the imperial court agrees to cut only 80000 armaments, it will be a happy turn of the page."

"In case Why not? " "Feng Ye said anxiously," if it's 80000, my father will admit it. I'm afraid Xie Zhongren will take the opportunity to hurt my Feng family. "

Yan Sikong said: "this is really our biggest worry, but I believe your highness will not wait to die."

Feng Ye shook his head: "he now thinks that I act impulsively, and he doesn't want to tell me anything. I don't know what his plan is."

"I guess your highness is just hesitating. You are his son, and he is the most trusted person in the world. If he has a decision, he will consult with you."

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes and thought, "do you have any guess?"

"I think about it all the time these days." Yan Sikong held Feng Ye's hand and gently rubbed the reassuring cocoon in his palm. "As I said, if you give up 80000 armaments, you can keep it. Then you'll recognize it. There's a long way to go, but if you can't We have to be prepared in advance. "

"What countermeasures?" Feng Ye stares at Yan Sikong, his eyes are burning.

Yan Sikong licked his lips: "Feng Ye, you know I'm bold and crazy. Do you really want to hear it?"

"What kind of person you are, I know best, say it." Feng Ye cold way, "maybe you and I coincide."

Yan Sikong gently stroked Feng Ye's face: "there is a way to solve all our troubles once and for all, and not to let Feng's family bear the eternal name of usurping."

"He said

Yan Sikong's bright eyes twinkled with sharp light: "force the palace, help the prince ascend the throne."

Feng Ye took a breath and said, "you think what I think."

Yan Sikong also took a deep breath, and his voice trembled: "if your highness agrees, this matter has a bright future."

"My father..." Feng Ye frowned, "I don't know. I dare not even mention it to him now."

"His Highness has been away from the court for 30 years. He lacks vigilance against these conspiracies and struggles. He has always been meritorious in his heart and thinks that his majesty will not be merciless. Therefore, he will not agree now." Yan Sikong's eyes were gloomy, "but once the reduced military expenditure of Datong exceeded his burden, it would not be necessary."