Chasing King

After taking Maoren, Fengye did not give Qianzhou the opportunity to send troops for help. After a little rectification, yuannanyu led the troops to encircle Qianzhou.

In addition to the 10000 troops that Lang brought from Datong for the rest of his life, Qianzhou city now has less than 20000 troops, and its grain supply has been cut off. However, Qianzhou also has the advantages of Qianzhou. First, the terrain is high and thick, so closing the field to fight is very disadvantageous. Second, the surplus food is sufficient, which can support at most one year and can be consumed slowly. As long as Qianzhou defends the danger and resolutely does not fight, there is nothing to do about closing the field.

There are ten ways to encircle, five ways to attack, and two ways to divide. Today, Fengye integrates the three prefectures and Fengjia troops of Qianzhou. It has nearly 80000 troops, which is four times the strength of Qianzhou. It can barely attack. However, no matter whether it can break the city or not, the damage will be heavy. It will cost too much to encircle for a year.

Now it seems that the best policy is to lure Qianzhou out of the city to fight, and the best policy is to defeat Qianzhou from the inside, which is exactly what Yan Si had prepared for before the accident.

A few days after the siege of Qianzhou, it was too late for Datong to hear that Chahar was going to surrender to the imperial court. Even if Xue Ronggui brought troops to Qianzhou from Datong at this time, his troops were tired and unstable. He would not even give them the chance to camp. He would surely wait for his work and wipe them out. People knew that Xue Ronggui did not dare to rush to death.

After a few days of stalemate, Qianzhou sent envoys to negotiate again. They were treated by Fengye with good food and wine, but they were sent back without even seeing Fengye's face.

Qianzhou couldn't figure out the idea of Fengye, and heard that Yan Sikong was under house arrest. He didn't dare to act rashly any more, but planned to stick to it.

Feng Ye neither persuades nor provokes them. He sends people to practice outside Qianzhou every day to show them the bravery and belligerence of Feng's army. For a moment, he seems to have no intention to attack. But the more he does, the more frightening he is. After all, he just raided Maoren at night. Now people can't help suspecting that he is deliberately playing a trick to paralyze Qianzhou, which makes Qianzhou garrison more ready.

Fengye and Yan Sikong's plan is to air Qianzhou, which shows that Fengye plans to besiege the city for a long time and is not in a hurry to fight. This makes Qianzhou doubly worried. At that time, he will send Yan Sikong back to Qianzhou, secretly plotting against the rest of his life, but he can win the city without blood.

But just after winter, the envoys of Qianzhou came again. Feng yeben thought that Qianzhou could not sit on the stool, but he didn't think that the envoys were here to send a letter and a letter to Yan Sikong. He took the opportunity to see Yan Sikong.

Fengye asked his subordinates to accept the letter, entertained the envoys, and sent them back. But this time, he took a message and asked emperor Zhaowu to give him Hetao as a fief, and he agreed to Zhao'an.

With Yan Sikong's letter, Feng Ye returns to the post house. He pushes open Yan Sikong's door, and the guards retreat.

In addition to Fengye, there would be no one else who could drive straight in like this. Yan Si didn't lift his head. He just stared at the book in his hand and said faintly, "I've seen the wolf king."

Feng Ye throws things on the table.

Yan Si Kong took a look: "what is this?"

"Your letter came from Qianzhou."

Yan Sikong was stunned and immediately guessed the content of the letter. He subconsciously put down the book, just covered it on the letter, and deliberately turned away the topic: "what did the envoy say? What's your attitude and how do you get back to him? "

Feng Ye supported the table with both hands and looked down at Yan Sikong: "don't you read the letter?"

"No, it doesn't matter."

Feng Ye pulled out the letter and said, "it doesn't matter? In that case, let me see for you. " Then he tore open the letter.

"Feng Ye!" Yan Sikong stood up and wanted to grab it.

Feng Ye opened his hand, shook off the letter, and looked at the ink at a glance. The more he looked, the more gloomy his face was.

Yan Sikong dropped her eyes.

Feng Ye's five fingers tightened and crumpled the thin letter into a ball. He said in a cold voice: "congratulations to Yan's son-in-law, he Xiyan's son-in-law. Princess wanyang gave birth to a little princess for you."

Yan Si Kong took a deep breath and did not dare to look into Feng Ye's eyes. He had already discussed with she Zhun that she would buy a child from the countryside when wanyang was supposed to give birth. She must be a daughter. If the son stayed in Beijing alone, he would be threatened in the future. It's true that he's "born" by counting the days, but he's full of tricks and tricks and forgets them for a while.

Although he had resentment against Fengye, he didn't dare to stimulate Fengye at this time. He just said, "I know."

Feng Ye threw the letter to Yan Sikong's face. His eyes were cold, but with deep pain: "Xi'er is waiting for you to name her."

Yan Sikong slowly picked up the letter, flattened it, and scanned it roughly. The baby girl had been granted the title of "Xi Wen" by Emperor Zhaowu. She was named duo'er and will be his from now on My daughter's gone. He didn't expect to have a son in the end. Although he was a daughter, he didn't feel happy.

Feng Ye looked at his calm face. His fist was tight and loose. He said in a deep voice, "aren't you happy?"

"I..." Yan Sikong raises his head and suddenly decides to tell Feng Ye the origin of the child. At this time, they are only a step away from Hetao. The overall situation is important. At this juncture, he hopes to ease up with Feng Ye a little bit, but deep in his heart, in a corner where he doesn't want to peep, there is a trace of extravagant hope to relieve misunderstanding with Feng Ye. He said solemnly: "Fengye, this child is not mine."Feng Ye stares at him: "what do you mean?"

"Princess and I have never been husband and wife. She Zhun bought this child from the countryside in order to make me more intimate with the emperor."

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes: "do you know what you're talking about? Do you expect me to believe such nonsense? "

Yan Si's air disaster conceals disappointment: "it's true, whether you believe it or not, I just tell you."

Feng Ye grabbed Yan Sikong's skirt and said in a cruel voice: "if it's false, you're a thief. You want to continue to deceive me. If it's true, you try every means to marry my cousin, but let her live as a widow!"

Yan Sikong was attacked by Qi and blood for a moment. He gritted his teeth and said, "she hates me..."

"How on earth did you deal with Xi'er? How innocent she is Feng Ye took a few quick steps and put Yan Sikong on the wall. He said harshly, "you are so unscrupulous that you regard everyone as a pawn in your hand and use them wantonly. Your wife is merciless. You and you have people's hearts!"

Yan Sikong stares at Feng Ye with a pair of transparent eyes, with a sharp pain in his chest. He would never have thought that Feng Ye would say such a thing, and he would not have thought that he really "did not change his mind" and wanted to explain to Feng Ye, even if it was just to clarify one thing, even if it was just in Feng Ye's heart, he did less "wrong" things

In his whole life, he was proud of his intelligence. Why did he always do stupid things in front of Fengye? How many times did he have to insult himself before he could remember that he had done everything wrong in Fengye's mind.

Feng Ye slams Yan Sikong to the ground and kicks over the table in anger. His fists are clucking. He seems to be trying his best to suppress something. His handsome face is slightly distorted, and his eyes are filled with unspeakable anger and sadness. He says in a dumb voice: "sometimes, I really want to kill you."

At the end of his speech, he turned and strode away.

Yan Sikong slowly got up from the ground. His face was as pale as paper. He stared at the void numbly and empty. He pulled his lips slowly and mockingly, showing a dismal smile.

He straightened the desk and chair, picked up the letter and put it carefully. He knew that Fengye would be furious. This book is unavoidable. Why should he feel uncomfortable.

Sometimes it seems that he can't live for his own mission, but he doesn't know why he can't live forever.

And Fengye is about his robbery.

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Feng Ye didn't show up for several days, and Yan Sikong was confined to a wing room. Except for delivering food, he could hardly see anyone, so he was very depressed all day.

It was not until the eve of the spring festival that Feng Ye appeared. He drank again. Although he was not drunk, he was not very sober.

Yan Sikong not only thought of Feng Ye's crazy drunkenness that night, but was afraid in his heart. Feng Ye just held the wine pot on the table, stared at him and asked, "did you name the little princess?"

“…… Not yet. "

"If Xi'er is not my cousin..." Feng Ye looked up and took a sip of wine. He said to himself, "I'll kill her."

Yan Si Kong sips her lips lightly. She doesn't know what to answer.

Feng Ye leered at Yan Si Kong, and his eyes were three drunk and seven sharp. "Do you know what I hate most about you?"

“……”

"I hate you most..." Feng Ye stood up and walked slowly to Yan Sikong, "I hate you most..."

Yan Sikong looks at Feng Ye deeply.

Feng yegou chuckles and suddenly pinches Yan Sikong's chin and pours the wine pot at his mouth.

Yan Sikong's face turned red because of the pungent liquor. He struggled with kaifengye's grip, and the wine pot fell to the ground and broke to pieces.

Feng Ye holds Yan Sikong in his arms and throws him on the couch.

Yan Sikong touched his chest: "Fengye!" He was really afraid of being drunk and not restraining his brutality.

Feng Ye grasped his wrist, and the brilliance in his eyes was flickering. He couldn't tell whether he was drunk or awake. He whispered: "on the eve of the lunar new year, when you go back to Qianzhou, do everything according to the plan."

Yan Sikong was stunned and forgot to resist.

Feng Ye sneered: "you really only care about this, if others can give you the world, are you willing to" serve "him like this?"

Yan Sikong clenched his back teeth: "Feng Ye, if one day you regret what you did to me today, don't tell me."

Feng Ye bent down and said softly, "I don't regret it." He tore the front of Yan Sikong