Chasing King

After saying goodbye to Zhao Fuyi, Yan Sikong arrives at Lingwu villa. Instead of going up the mountain, he goes straight to the stable at the foot of the mountain.

All the stables had benefited from him, and it was respectful to see him.

Yan Sikong threw him a bag of broken silver as usual, and then walked to the deepest stable. The stable was big and clean, built with good wood, and the new red paint was still very bright in the dark.

Yan Sikong went into the stable, a tall red horse was drinking water with his back to him.

"Drunk red." Yan Sikong called softly.

It was the Jui Hong, the peerless God foal that Fengye won from emperor Zhaowu in spring hunting.

When Feng Ye was working in Jingshan camp, he was afraid that his drunkenness would affect his horse's mood, so he always put it in Lingwu villa. When he escaped from prison, he could not ride this eye-catching Tianshan horse king. Yan Sikong has been taking care of it for the past three years.

Yan Sikong also went to the mountain to find fenghun, but there was no sign of the giant wolf all over the mountain. I'm afraid he had left with Fengye. As a result, drunk red became the only thing Fengye left him.

Drunken red ears trembled, obviously heard the sound, but did not pay attention.

Yan Sikong walked over and stroked his strong back. His long, undulating muscles were like high mountains, full of awe inspiring power.

There was an impatient groan in the drunken red nose, and the front hooves were on the ground impatiently.

Yan Sikong followed its thick and thick mane with his fingers: "angry?"

Except for Feng Ye and him, drunk red doesn't let others ride. These days, he was so busy that he didn't come to see it for more than a month. It didn't run for a long time and was suffocated.

Who does this little temper look like?

The wolf in Fengye is like him, and the horse in Fengye is like him. Yan Sikong can't help but feel a little funny. But he remembers all kinds of things when he named himself drunk red, and his smile slowly disappears on his face.

At that time, Fengye was still in the prime of his life, full of publicity and high spirit. In his chest, he was filled with lofty ambition. In his eyes, he was in full bloom, as if he had endless time to gallop for his ideal, as if picking up the stars and the moon, cutting through the thorns and cutting through the thorns, and being omnipotent.

Seven years later, everything is beyond recognition.

Who doesn't want to be a teenager.

Yan Sikong gently put his forehead against the drunken red body and closed his eyes. The powerful heartbeat made his skin tremble slightly. It was so fresh.

He untied the reins, got on the horse, drove drunk red out of the stable, and galloped toward the vast grassland.

He couldn't forget the first time he got drunk. The speed made him pale, but as long as his back was against his warm and generous chest, he was immediately relieved.

Now the roaring wind is like a knife to his body, and there is nothing behind him.

He always gets and loses, and in the end, he has nothing.

-

when she got home, Yan Sikong's Footwork was a little flighty, drunk and very manageable. Every time she took her for a run, she felt that she had lost half her life.

At this time, the night was deep, although tired, but he still had business to do. He went to the courtyard he had not set foot in three years and knocked on the door he had never touched.

Wan Yang's voice sounded vaguely: "who?"

"I don't know."

There was a moment's silence in the room. The candle lit up and WAN Yang opened the door. She was wearing a coat, her hair was hanging over her shoulders, and her face was clear and moving without any powder. At this time, her beautiful eyes flickered, obviously nervous: "what do you want to do?"

Yan Si arched his hand: "I have something to ask your highness."

Wan Yang hesitated: "come in."

Yansi forced her to step back from the door and stare at you

"Don't worry, your highness. I dare not be disrespectful." Yan Sikong said straightforwardly, "does your highness want to save Fengye?"

Wan Yang is surprised: "you, what do you say?"

"If your highness wants to save Fengye, do me a favor."

"Make it clear."

"In your Majesty's mind, although he was afraid of closing the field, zhuoletai made it more difficult for his majesty. So now most of his troops have been invested in Liaodong and Huguang areas, and General Liu Anping has mobilized his troops to fight the rebellion."

Wan Yang quietly looks at Yan Sikong, waiting for him to continue.

"Although general Liu Anping's military strength is far less than that of Liaodong, he has strong city, dangerous water and abundant grain. Before that, he successively won because he didn't fight a water war. He didn't even have a decent warship. He couldn't fight General Liu's navy. So I expect that he will fight in Hetao." Yan Sikong tells Wan Yang his guess.

Wan Yang thought for a moment: "what you said is reasonable, but in this way, my father will only be more afraid of him. How do you want to Save him? "

"I'm going to ask your majesty to lead the troops to fight the rebellion."

Wanyang apricot eyes round stare: "you? Are you out of you mind? My cousin is 14 years old and leads the army. He is known as a natural God general. As a scholar, what can you level? "

"Those who are good at fighting will defeat others without fighting. I'm not going to fight with them. I'm going to persuade them to surrender."Wan Yang frowned like a pair of willow leaves: "persuade me to surrender You have a bad relationship with your cousin. Will you persuade him to surrender

"I have made friends with him. No one knows him better than I do. I have his horse and You. "

“…… I? What do you want from me? "

"I want to beg your highness..." Yan Si empty pause, "pretend to be pregnant."

Wan Yang's face suddenly changed. He pointed to Yan Sikong and said in a trembling voice: "you..."

"For one thing, your majesty will trust me more. For another thing, Feng yenian will not kill me as soon as he meets me. For another thing, your highness will no longer have to be criticized by your majesty and the virtuous concubine."

Wan Yang gritted his teeth and said, "you're so bold. You dare to fake the royal blood. If it's found out, you can't afford it!"

"The child's surname is Yan, not Chen. He has every acre of land in the Chen family. Moreover, as long as his majesty cooperates, he can be perfect." Yan Sikong's real purpose is to worry about the east window incident of the eunuch party. Even if emperor Zhaowu wanted to let him go, he would not be able to convince the public. But if Wan Yang became pregnant, there would be more protection. But now he can't tell Wan Yang, otherwise Wan Yang is likely to do something bad for him.

"Seamless? Where are you going to get a kid? "

"Don't worry about it, your highness. When the time comes, I will ask someone to bring a baby. If your highness likes it, he will keep it by his side. If he doesn't like it, the Yan family can't lose him."

Wan Yang lowered his head and bit his lower lip tightly. He was struggling in his heart.

"Your Highness, this may be the only chance to save Fengye."

"Although you are right, you are too crafty. I don't know what medicine you sell in gourd. I always feel that..." Wan Yang Wei narrowed his eyes, "what else can you hide from me? What are you doing these days

Yan Sikong said with a wry smile: "I go to court before dawn every day, and I have to deal with my business late at night. It's strange that I don't go out early and come back late."

"If you If you can really go to see your cousin, how sure are you to say "down?"

"Only three points."

"Only three points?"

Yan Sikong sighed: "Fengye is he Qigang. He has a deep blood feud. How can he let it go? But now Xie Zhongren has been put in prison. As long as he puts everything on the castration party and let Fengye get revenge, maybe there will be a turn for the better."

Wan Yang sneered: "I see. Xie Zhongren has just been put into prison. You're going to see the wind and turn the rudder. Yan Sikong, you're a real..." The insulting words whirled around her lips, but she hesitated to spit them out.

Yan Sikong said, "Your Highness is right. In this way, I will try my best to quell the chaos of the wolf king. When the eunuch party falls down one day, I will not be buried with him."

Wan Yang said angrily, "whatever you want! But if it comes to light, I won't plead for you. "

Yan Sikong bowed deeply: "thank you, your highness."

-

on the third day of Xie Zhongren's imprisonment, Zhao Fuyi, together with Meng duo and other important officials, impeached him in the early Dynasty, listed a number of crimes, pointed out that the current situation in Liaodong was caused by him and Han Zhaoxing, and also mentioned that Han Zhaoxing's former chief was forced away by the two men's design, and that he trapped Guangning garrison Yuanmao to snatch military achievements. However, these two things have passed for too many years, and are difficult to test In addition, among the numerous criminal evidences of the two men, they were unimportant.

The impeachment was fierce and aggressive, but the eunuch party had already prepared for it. At this time, Xie Zhongren had already been put into prison. The eunuch party really came to the moment of life and death. In order to protect itself, it would struggle desperately, while Meng duo and others would not let go.

Princess wanyang is already pregnant in March. It's like a stone thrown into the turbulent sea. It doesn't even stir up waves. But Yan Sikong has quietly gone out of this important chess.

Just as the two factions were fighting each other, Zhao Fuyi officially set out to take up the post of governor of Liaodong, defending the northern barbarians for the precarious Dasheng Dynasty. It was not long before news came that Fengye, as he had expected, gave up the rich south of the Yangtze River and led his troops to the Northwest after he was awed by the achievements of seven battles and seven victories.

However, the embattled emperor Zhaowu relied more and more on Yan Sikong. As for Xie Zhongren's treatment, he consulted Yan Sikong for several times. Yan Sikong first asked Xie Zhongren to write a letter in prison, and advised Han Zhaoxing to be Zhao Fuyi's inner man and make atonement.

It's very unlikely that this letter will work. It's just that emperor Zhaowu thought that Xie Zhongren had served him for many years and was so old that he couldn't bear to kill him, so he wanted to take the opportunity to keep him alive.

Yan Sikong knew what would happen if this letter came to Zhao Fuyi. He also knew that emperor Zhaowu was afraid of the anger of his ministers every day and would not last long. So every time he discussed with emperor Zhaowu, he was quietly approaching. He was waiting, waiting for emperor Zhaowu's heart to wither, and his pity for Xie Zhongren was gradually worn away.

Until one day, Emperor Zhaowu said: "I'm tired. The imperial court is in such a mess, but it's still my imperial court? In the long run, you don't have to wait for the barbarian traitor to come to my country... "

Knowing that the time had come, Yan Sikong knelt down and said sincerely, "I am willing to share your worries."

"How do you share your worries?" Emperor Zhaowu said feebly.Yan Sikong didn't speak. In the place that emperor Zhaowu couldn't see, his face was full of yin and cold.

It's just for this day to plan and do whatever it takes.