Chasing King

In Guangning City, rumors of food shortage spread quietly. The news is not empty. Not long ago, more than half of the grain and grass transported from the capital was robbed by duo Yanwei.

Liang Huiyong immediately came out to stabilize the morale of the army, saying that there was sufficient food and grass and that it was not allowed to spread false information and shake the morale. Turning around, he sent a letter to Han Zhaoxing secretly.

After Yan Sikong carefully pondered the letter, with Liang Huiyong's tone, he told Han Zhaoxing with reason and emotion, and asked Han Zhaoxing to persuade Zhuo Letai to talk about peace.

In the past, when Han Zhaoxing was the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, Liang Huiyong's life was not satisfactory. In the first ten years, his rank was too low to attract Han Zhaoxing's attention. In the latter ten years, he was promoted slightly by virtue of his intelligence and prudence. However, as an old member of Yuanmao army, he did not reuse his position. It was after Zhao Fuyi came that he was allowed to show his strong points. However, he and Han Zhaoxing are colleagues for many years after all, and this letter is only suitable for him to write.

When Han Zhaoxing gets this letter, he will surely think that the original intention of this letter is not from Liang Huiyong, but from Fengye, the actual guardian of Guangning. Only Fengye can afford the terms mentioned in Liang Huiyong's letter.

A few months ago, Fengye just ordered to kill more than 400 people of Han Zhaoxing's nine ethnic groups. Han Zhaoxing hated him to the bone. This letter will only be taken to zhuoletai for credit.

This is their purpose. What they need to do at this time is to guide him step by step, believing that they will be at a dead end.

that Han Zhaoxing's eye liner in the city has been eyed by them too, and he has revealed some news about the grain and grass without any trace. Everything is bad for Guangning.

At the same time, they built Gables day and night.

After making these preparations, they did not think that drollette would be easily fooled. It's only the first step for zhuoletai to believe that Guangning will run out of food. As long as zhuoletai drags on to run out of food, he can win the city at the least sacrifice. To make him attack, one is to lure him, the other is to force him. They have to prepare for both.

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, the city is in a depression. The redness decorated with window decorations and couplets adds a bit of color to the gloomy Guangning, but it can't hide people's panic.

On this day, Yan Sikong is at home, ordering his servants to clean the house. If it's besieged on all sides, the new year will always be passed. If it's the last year, he should try his best to live it well.

At ordinary times, Yan Sikong always changes his face in front of people. Yuan Nanyu personally chooses these servants and bodyguards in the house. They all know Yan Sikong's identity. Only in this family can Yan Sikong temporarily take off his disguise and become himself.

Being busy, the porter suddenly announced that the wolf king was coming.

Yan Si Kong sees that the porter has some frightened look, guessing that Feng Ye must have brought Feng soul.

Not surprisingly, Fengye took the one eyed wolf into the yuan mansion. Although Fengye's "one eyed wolf general" is as famous as fengjiajun, if one sees a wolf as big as a tiger from a close distance, he will not be afraid.

"I've seen the wolf king." Yan Sikong bows.

Fenghun strolled around the courtyard. It was about too small. He soon went back between Fengye and yansikong, which scared the servants in the courtyard.

"What are you doing standing outside on such a cold day?" Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong, eyes calm and gentle, "with me into the room, I brought good wine." He shakes the things in his hand. It seems that it's not just wine.

Yan Sikong didn't want to be alone with Fengye, but there was no other way. Fortunately, there was fenghun. In front of the people, he only said: "wolf king, please."

They went into the room, Fengye warmed the wine by himself, and then sat down on the warm Kang, while fenghun lay down on the warmest ground beside the fire pit. This man, a wolf, seemed to go back to his home.

Yan Sikong stood aside: "I don't know the wolf king..."

"Come and sit down." Feng Ye pointed to his opposite.

Yan Sikong hesitated and had to sit down.

Feng Ye's eyes fell down on Yan Sikong's feet. Yan Sikong also subconsciously lowered his head and found that his boots were covered with a layer of snow mud, and the tips of his shoes were slightly beaten through.

Feng Ye stood up and bent down before Yan Sikong could react.

Yan Sikong was startled and was about to get up. However, he was pressed back by Fengye. He took care of himself to remove his shoes for Yan Sikong, and said softly, "you are afraid of the cold. Why don't you stay in the room?"

"Wolf king..." Yan Sikong is not comfortable all over, and he has nowhere to hide.

Feng Ye took off Yan Sikong's shoes, holding the cold feet in his big hand and frowning, "look at your frozen feet." He put Yan Sikong's feet on the Kang and said, "Wu well."

Yan Sikong sat cross legged, hid his feet under his clothes, and said in a low voice, "wolf king is here today. What can I do for you?"

Feng Ye put a big cloth bag on the table: "this is the rare medicinal material that I ordered people to search for."

Yan Si looks at Feng Ye. He has told yuan Nanyu not to tell anyone about his injury, especially Feng Ye.

Feng Ye explained: "Que forgets to look for good medicine everywhere. I know that they are all internal tonic herbs. It's not like he used them himself, so..." He looked at Yan Sikong, worried and said in a low voice, "kong'er, when I hold you, I feel that you are much thinner than before. I'm worried about your body.""Nothing serious." Yan thinks empty insipid way, "he also disrelishes me thin, recuperates for me."

"Whatever you need, just tell me. I'll find it for you."

"Thank you, wolf king. It's really OK." Yan Sikong looks down at the soul on the ground.

Feng Ye sighed a little inaudibly: "let's celebrate the new year together this year, OK?"

Yan Sikong did not answer.

"We haven't spent the new year together for a long time."

"This year, I'm afraid no one will have a good time." Yan Sikong.

"Good or bad, it's a year." Feng Ye said ruefully, "year after year, I'm about to be thirty years old. From my youth to today, everything is like a dream."

Yan Sikong felt confused.

"Last night, I received a reply from my uncle. He said that he was trying to adjust the grain, but it was snowing too much this year. Even if he could transport the grain and grass immediately, and he would not be obstructed by zhuoletai again, when it was delivered..." Feng Ye shook his head. "It's too late."

They had expected this for a long time, but when they heard it, Yan Sikong still felt heavy. He asked, "is there any news in Taiyuan?"

"All the time." Feng Ye said in a deep voice, "Chen is obviously waiting for me to go to war with zhuoletai."

Yan Sikong nodded, not surprisingly. Everyone knows how to take advantage of others' danger, but not everyone can be as cold as Chen Kai. For the sake of the throne, he can sacrifice the vast territory of Liaodong and hundreds of thousands of people.

Perhaps what Chen thought was that it would not be too late to clean up zhuoletai when he became emperor. If he could raise the strength of a country at that time, he would be more likely than Fengye to defeat zhuoletai. No one could imagine what kind of poison and abuse Liaodong, which was occupied by zhuoletai, would suffer.

Now in retrospect, Yan Sikong can't tell whether Chen was born like this or was taught by him? In any case, the young man who once relied on him with all his heart and whose eyes would shine at the sight of him has completely died.

Feng Ye got up, took the warm wine and put it on the table. He poured two cups of it slowly: "when you are free, come and have a taste. After a drink, you will be warm immediately."

Yan Sikong picked up the wine and dried it without hesitation. The liquor burned his throat. After entering his stomach, it seemed as if a fire had ignited the whole abdominal cavity. His body suddenly became hot and dry, and he was very happy.

Yan Sikong said, "good wine."

Feng Ye smiles: "we haven't drunk together for a long time."

Yan Sikong only felt that Feng Ye's mood was a little strange today, and he was suspicious: "why don't you keep such a good wine for the Spring Festival?"

Feng Ye looks at Yan Sikong with a smile, and his eyes are full of deep feelings: "when I stay with you, I am always happy like the Spring Festival."

Yan Sikong lowered his head and was silent.

"Actually, I'm here today to discuss business with you." Feng Ye picked up the wine pot and filled two more cups.

Wen Yan, Yan Sikong looks at him again.

"Now, even if he believes that we are out of food, he will not attack the city. If he wants to catch big fish, he must lay heavy bait."

Yan Sikong frowned. He didn't know how much bait Fengye said. In a word, his tone was very heavy. He felt tense in his heart: "wolf king means..."

Feng Ye pinched the wine cup with his slender fingers and slowly came to his lips. A pair of sharp wolf eyes were staring at Yan Sikong and said fearlessly: "I'm a wolf." Then he drank the wine in the glass.

Yan Sikong's face changed, his hands clenched the material of his gown under the table, and he looked at Feng Ye deeply.

"Only by luring him with me will he give up the easy and ask for the difficult."

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes: "so many years have passed, you are already regent, and this arrogance like to take risks has not been restrained?"

Feng Ye smiles: "is kong'er worried about me?"

"You are the only hope in Liaodong. If you have any problems..."

"Are you worried about me?" Feng Ye focused on Yan Sikong's eyes. "It's not wolf king, it's not regent, it's just Feng Ye. Are you worried about me?"

Yan Sikong clenched his fists.

Feng Ye's eyes shed unspeakable feelings. He said in a soft voice: "if you are worried about me, even if it's just a tiny bit, can you tell me?"

Yan Sikong secretly gritted his teeth: "you can't make bait. We can't afford such a risk."

"That's the only way, otherwise drollette won't take the bait."

"There must be another way. Let me think about it..."

"Free time." Feng Ye added, "I don't care about any risk. I promise you to guard Liaodong, and I will never break your promise. I just want to know if you will worry about me. Why do you keep avoiding and dare not tell me?"

Yan Si Kong was staring at Feng Ye. For a moment, he really didn't know how to answer.