Chasing King

Yan Sikong still remembers the spring hunting four years ago when he opened a Heavy Crossbow and tamed a fierce colt. He still has a deep impression on the young man with bright clothes and strong hair.

In the blink of an eye, four years later, he has been promoted from a small Hanlin to a doctor of five grades. Feng Ye has gradually faded from his youth and become more and more like a man. However, the two people's journey is really bumpy and dangerous. No one can say for sure how many years they will accompany each other for the rest of their lives.

Seeing the approaching date of spring hunting, the two met secretly in the old house of Yanfu. Although Yan Sikong knew that there was little hope, he took the lead to ask, "has your highness ever changed his mind?"

Feng Ye shook his head: "Your Majesty has promised to let my father go back to Datong after spring hunting."

"Seriously?"

"Who knows." Feng Ye narrowed his eyes and said, "now that jingcha has passed, and your majesty has not decided to reduce armaments for a long time, it's impossible for my father to make extra trouble."

"They took great pains to let his highness go back to Datong." Yan Sikong shakes his head, but he doesn't believe it.

"That's what I said to my father, but my father is very stubborn. I guess he doesn't have a lot in his heart, but he doesn't want to be a thief."

"Even the teacher was interested, but his highness..." Yan Sikong sighed heavily, full of powerlessness, "what about you? What do you think? "

Feng yedun said: "even if I steal the talisman, I can only use 2000 soldiers. You and I are familiar with the terrain of Shanhai hunting ground. If we want to bypass Zhao Fuyi's garrison, we can only climb the mountain from the southwest foot of the mountain and attack the rear of the camp secretly. But in this way, we have neither horses nor heavy armour. "

"We don't need to fight with Zhao Fuyi's army. As long as we rush into the camp, kill the emperor's personal guard and put him under house arrest, we can achieve great things."

Feng Ye nodded slightly, but did not answer. He frowned and pondered.

Silent for a moment, Yan Sikong said: "you also hesitated, didn't you?"

Feng Ye secretly clenched his fist. "If I do this, my father won't forgive me whether I succeed or not."

"Yes, but it can really protect Fengjia."

Feng Ye looks at Yan Sikong, his eyes twinkle.

Yan Sikong seized Feng Ye's arm and said, "Feng Ye, your highness decided to return to Beijing at the beginning. He has lost one chance. If the spring hunting doesn't happen this time, he will lose the second chance. From now on, Feng's family will be rubbed round and flat. He can't resist any more."

"Maybe Things are not as bad as you think Feng Ye pursed his lips and looked very struggling. "My father and I had a long talk all night. He thought that Wala would not die in a day, and His Majesty would still rely on him. As long as he removed tens of thousands of weapons, the matter would be settled."

"But Wala is half dead now. I'm afraid he will not be able to disturb the border for ten years. Can't your Majesty's actions sober you up? How many lessons can we learn from the past When it comes to the end, Yan Sikong is already roaring.

"I..." Feng Ye also roared, "my mother is gone long ago, and my elder brother is dead. My father has only me. If I am so rebellious again, he..."

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye, who even had a twisted face, and his heart was cool. He knew that Feng Jianping couldn't achieve the word "loyalty", while Feng yemai couldn't achieve the word "filial piety". Although Feng's father and son had different personalities, they were father and son in the main right and wrong. After all, it's a terrible crime to steal the military amulet first and then the throne. Even if a man like him is anti bony, he doesn't know whether he can do it if he changes the seal to Yuanmao.

How can he say Fengye is cowardly.

He released his hand and said in a low voice: "wrong way, Fengye. From the moment your highness returns to Beijing, this step is wrong."

Feng Ye wiped his face and said with difficulty: "the road we have gone through, let alone right and wrong."

Yan Sikong sadly closed his eyes, and his heart was almost drowned by the despair. In fact, he had expected this. If Feng Jianping didn't agree, Zhao Fuyi would not be able to pass. Yan Zilian also hesitated. After all, the risk was too big.

He also hoped that he was just over worried, perhaps because of his vengeance, so he deliberately thought about the situation seriously, in order to persuade Fengye and himself. But what he considered was not only vengeance, he was more worried about Fengjia than vengeance.

It's a pity that everything is in vain.

Or maybe because he had already made preparations, he soon calmed down. For example, the first time he could not prevent Feng Jianping from returning to Beijing, this time, he was powerless. What he could do was that no matter what the chess game had become, he would try his best to take the next step. After all, as Feng Ye said, the way he had gone, let alone right or wrong.

Feng Ye can't help but pull Yan Sikong into his arms: "kong'er, don't worry. My Feng family is not as fragile as you think. My father must have his own consideration."

Yan Sikong nodded.

"The eunuch will not be arrogant for long. My father hates him very much. When my father returns to Datong, he will use military power to admonish and impeach Xie Zhongren."

Yan Sikong gently touched Feng Ye's face: "Feng Ye, do you think I'm worried about missing the chance of revenge? I want you to be safe more than vengeance. "For more than ten years, in order to get revenge, he has been able to ignore life and death. He once thought that there would be nothing more important than revenge in the world, but there is one - the safety of the man in front of him.

Feng turned his face and kissed his warm palm: "I know, kong'er, I understand."

Yan Sikong closed his eyes and buried his face in Feng Ye's chest.

How he hoped that the time would condense and they would embrace each other to the end of the mountain and sea.

-

on a rainy and chilly morning, Shanhai hunting ground ushered in the Royal spring hunting.

Spring hunting usually takes place once a year. However, in the first two years, due to disasters and wars, the State Treasury was tight, so it was not suitable to spend money on it. Now, the vassal cutting has achieved great success, and the Wala has also been severely defeated. Holding a spring hunting event is not only a celebration, but also a display of the fine tradition of martial arts of the Chen Dynasty.

The most important part of this spring hunting is the princes.

In the year when Fengye returned to Beijing, Chen was only 11 or 2 years old. The other princes were even younger, and it was difficult to ride horses. Now not only Chen has grown up, but the second and third princes are also young adults. They all compete to perform in spring hunting.

Because it rained all the time on the first day of spring hunting, Emperor Zhaowu put off the hunting. Today, he first came to the troupe and sang "grass boat borrows arrows" to boost the fun. Watching the troupes walking in the drizzle, setting up lights, and singing loudly, they really sang a bit of murderous.

According to Chen's instructions, Yan Sikong was sitting behind him, so he was actually under the side of emperor Zhaowu, very close to him. He observed in secret and found that emperor Zhaowu, who usually liked to be lively, was very indifferent to the play today. It was not that the play was not well sung. It was the most famous troupe in the capital, but he was absent-minded.

"Sir." Chen Bi called Yan Sikong back.

Yan Sikong knelt down on the mat and walked a few steps to Chen Bi: "Your Highness."

"Is the play well sung?"

"Well, this is the best straw boat with arrows I've ever heard."

"Oh, I haven't heard much about the play. I don't think my father likes it very much. I thought they didn't sing well."

Even Chen Bi found out

Yan Sikong peeked at emperor Zhaowu: "Your Majesty may have something on his mind."

Chen Bi lowered his voice and said, "I found Feng Ye looking at you. I've seen it several times."

Yan Si cackled in the hollow and looked at Feng Ye again. Feng Ye didn't look at him. He said with a bitter smile: "I'm with your highness. He doesn't dare to do anything. He can only have a look."

"Of course, he dares to challenge Mr. Zhang in my face." Chen said, "this play is really boring. I don't like it because it's well sung. I really want to go hunting."

"Your Highness, don't be impatient. It's not easy to hunt today."

Chen Bi curled his lips and said coldly, "that woman is almost equal to the queen."

Yan Sikong knew that "that woman" in his words meant Princess Wen. At this time, she was serving the emperor with empress Shen. No matter how much she was favored, she would be a concubine. She could not sit with the empress according to etiquette, but empress Shen was independent of the world. Emperor Zhaowu connived at this scene.

Of course, what Chen cares most about is not that Princess Wen is sitting there, but that Princess Wen is sitting there, so the second prince is sitting under her side. In full view of the public, his position is almost equal to his crown prince.

Of course, Chen Kai is not afraid to be angry.

Yan Sikong said in a low voice: "Your Highness doesn't have to worry about it. There is only one throne, and no one can equal it."

Chen's eyes were burning with ambition. He took a look at Yan Sikong and said with a smile, "Mr. Chen can always say something to my heart. I'm afraid he is the one who knows me most in the world."

Yan Sikong also said with a smile: "I'm flattered."

"Sir, stay with me tonight."

"That's not right." "Yan thinks that the minister can't be too busy

"What's wrong? This is not a palace. My husband has been teaching for me for many years. I always want to hold a candle night talk with him and let him take me to the ancient sages."

Yan Sikong refused again, but Chen insisted. He said helplessly, "it's better to be respectful than obedient."

Chen said happily, "in this way, no one is going to trouble his husband."