Chasing King

A few days later, Yan Sikong learned about the trial from Yan Zilian.

As for the assassination and rebellion, the Fengs' father and son refused to admit it. However, the captured Fengs insisted that the guards of the Fengs' house took the talisman to dispatch the troops. They said that the emperor and fengjianping were assassinated in the mountain and sea hunting ground and asked them to rescue them.

But the bodyguard in their mouth has been lost in the scuffle.

The Ministry of punishment sent people to check the corpses in the mountain forest. After identification, they found the dead bodyguard and found Feng Jianping's talisman on him.

But this is not enough to clear the grievances of Feng's father and son.

Yan Sikong asked softly, "they Have you been sentenced? "

According to the law of this dynasty, whether guilty or not, ten lashes should be given before the trial in order to promote the power of the law and deter the unruly. During the trial, there is no escape from punishment. What's more, the imperial edict, which is called purgatory, granted to the father and son.

He knows what Fengye is going through now, but he can't help it.

Yan Zilian nodded heavily: "I have asked mengduo to take care of it as much as possible, but your majesty has been pressing for the trial of the case as soon as possible."

"The bodyguard is dead without proof Is there any other good evidence? "

"The fact that general Feng was in the camp can be used as a counterattack, but Fengye was in the mountains at that time and joined in the scuffle, although he said he wanted to stop the fengjiajun."

"What about Zhao Fuyi? Didn't he see who led the army? "

Yan Zilian shook his head: "at that time, there was fog in the forest. At first, he didn't even know that it was Feng Jiajun. He just received a report from the mountain patrolling sentry. Someone attacked the mountain and sea hunting ground secretly, so he rushed to kill the enemy."

"Can he really get the news so soon? Who is the sentry? They should be put on trial together. "

"I'll have mendor bring the sentry to trial." At the moment, Fu Weilian believed that the situation would be extremely unfavorable

Yan Sikong thought for a moment: "I'm going to visit general Zhao in person."

"What are you going to do?"

"He not only believes in the innocence of Feng's father and son, but also cares about his old love, so he will help us."

"now everywhere in the field is Xie Zhongren's eyeliner. If you go to him, it may not be useful, but it will expose itself." Yan Zilian said, "you can't meet directly. I'll arrange it."

"Listen to the teacher." Yan Sikong hesitated, "the student has another request."

"You said

"I I want to see Feng Ye

Yan Zilian frowned and did not answer.

"I'm afraid Fengye is only willing to tell me what happened in the hunting ground that day. I want to know everything in detail."

Yan Zilian hesitated for a moment and agreed: "I will let Meng duo arrange it. You must be careful."

Yan Sikong bowed deeply: "thank you, teacher."

"Think of the sky." Yan Zilian said without expression, "if If your majesty really wants to kill them, what should you do? "

Yan Sikong clenched his fist: "students fight to save Fengye."

"How do you want to save it?" Yan Zilian asked word by word.

Yan Sikong stood in the same place for a long time, and then he spat out two words from his thin lips: "prison break."

Yan Zilian's eyes were straight, his face was white, his body was shaking, and he suddenly took a big step back.

"Teacher!" Yansi rushed up to help him.

Yan Zilian coughed hard twice, and his thin body trembled violently. He covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, but he saw that his sleeves were stained with scarlet blood

"Teacher!" Yan Sikong was shocked. She took out a soft handkerchief from her arms and wiped Yan Zilian's bloody lips. "Teacher, what's the matter with you?" He helped Yan Zilian to a chair and sat down.

Yan Zilian waved his hand and coughed for a long time until his face was congested, and then he stopped slowly.

Yan Sikong knelt in front of Yan Zilian and said in a dumb voice: "teacher..."

Yan Zilian drank water and gradually recovered: "no I don't blame you. Sometimes I'm old. I had thought that, despite my dying life, I would eradicate the treacherous and sycophantic people for Dasheng. Only when it's the end of the day can I go away safely, but now... "

Yan Sikong looks at Yan Zilian sadly.

Yan Zilian took a deep breath: "I know your temperament. It seems that you are all-around and independent. In fact, you are very persistent in identifying things. You have to achieve it by all means. I always feel that you can subvert the world and reverse the world. It's a pity that you don't have to see it as a teacher."

"The teacher must not say that!"

Yan Zilian waved to stop him: "Sikong, I've been an official for 40 years, and I've been a scholar all over the world. You are the smartest and most appreciated by me. I hope you can inherit my mantle and save this declining court and thousands of people. Can you?"

Yan Sikong nodded shaking.

"Teacher I've lost. " Yan Zilian stretched out his hand and stroked Yan Sikong's thick black hair with his old, thin fingers. His voice was sad. "He was defeated by the eunuch in the end I'm afraid you and I can't save Feng's family any more. But you can't give up. As long as you keep you, you'll be my teacher, and I'll see you cut that eunuch to pieces with my own eyes. "Yan Sikong's eyes were full of tears and nodded solemnly.

"No matter what you want to do, you have to save yourself first. If you can save Feng's father and son, there is still hope." Yan Zilian firmly grasped Yan Sikong's hand, "I will help you."

Yan Sikong choked: "students die, not enough to repay teachers."

Yan Zilian's gray eyes burst out a sharp light: "the great rivers and mountains fall into the hands of the treacherous and sycophants, and I can't die in peace. The crown prince is young, and his country is in danger. I think I'll rely on you in the future."

Yan Sikong closed his eyes, held Yan Zilian's hand and said: "students will never be negative to teachers."

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under the arrangement of Meng duo, Yan Sikong was secretly led to the imperial prison on a dark and windy night. He observed the terrain of Zhao prison all the way and kept it in his mind. Although he was sure that Yan Zilian could get the most detailed drawings, he also needed someone to investigate on the spot.

The father and son of Feng family were both locked up in the deepest prison of Zhao prison, where the felons were held, but they were not in the same place.

As soon as he entered the prison, Yan Sikong smelled a dull, dark and rotten smell, which was disgusting. However, he took a deep breath and exposed his nose and mouth, because he knew that no matter how uncomfortable he felt or how anxious he was outside, he could not compare with the suffering of Fengye.

Through the dark corridor, Yan Sikong followed the jailer and turned into the most alienated cell. At a glance, he saw the man who was hiding in the shadow in the deep of the cage.

Yan Sikong felt like a sword in his chest, which made him almost unable to breathe.

The jailer arched his hand and said, "Lord Yan, you have only one incense burning time. The little one is waiting outside. You must not stay long."

Yan Sikong resisted the fluctuation of her heart and nodded.

The people in the cage heard the movement and moved.

The jailer turned and walked away. Yan Sikong couldn't control himself any more. He rushed to the cage and whispered: "Feng Ye..."

Those in the dark moved forward and appeared in the light of the fire.

Yan Sikong's tears fell in an instant.

In the past, the young noble son, who was full of high spirits and fresh clothes, now had a dirty face and bad hair, and his prison clothes were covered with blood. His once beautiful face was just like heaven and man, leaving only heartbreaking haggard and embarrassed.

Feng Ye saw Yan Sikong, stunned, and his eyes were struggling.

"Seal the field, seal the field!" Yan Sikong put his hand into the cage in vain. He wanted to touch Fengye, even if it was just the corner of his clothes with body temperature. He hated that his hand was not long enough to grasp Fengye, and that his hand was not strong enough to take his beloved away from all suffering.

He hated Xie Zhongren, Emperor Zhaowu and the world full of disasters!

Feng Ye stopped there and looked at Yan Sikong motionlessly.

"Fengye Are you seriously injured? Are you full? " Yan Sikong's voice trembled. "I miss you so much. I worry about you every day. I and I have the best medicine. I Say something

Feng Ye straightened his body slowly. From his twisted expression, he could see how painful this action made him, but he did it. He opened his dry lips and said in a hoarse voice, "you're here. I have something to ask you."

Yan Sikong was stunned. Feng Ye's unusual tone and attitude made him deeply puzzled.

"Do you know the bodyguard who took the talisman to transfer troops?"

“…… Who is it? "

"Xiao Liu."

"Your The coachman? "

"Yes, he has been bribed. He has no family or relatives. He doesn't know anyone except his family. But before we went to spring hunting, someone went to see him."

"Who?"

"Your faithful servant, Ali." The eyes are covered with cold.

Yan Sikong was stunned.

"This is what Xue Bo told me when he visited the prison the other day." Feng Ye narrowed his eyes. His disheveled hair and blood on his face made him murderous.

"Ali Why did Ali go to Xiao Liu? " Yan Sikong murmured that he had never heard of ah Li.

"That's what I want to ask you." Although as like as two peas, the eyes were sharp, and the beast was fierce. "My father's token is hidden in the belt. I told you that you never came to the banquet only that night. I had two thousand army troops breaking into the hunting ground from the southwest foot of the mountain, exactly the same route as you and I talked about today."

Yan Sikong kneels on the ground and looks at Feng Ye dully.