Chasing King

Yan Zilian asked them to keep their mouth shut for a while, especially not to be known by Wang Shengsheng. The emperor won't respond soon when he delivers the music. In a few days, there is room for discussion.

Shen Hexuan hesitated and said, "Liu Zhaolin..."

Yan Zilian said coldly, "who can blame him for his mistake."

They bowed and backed out.

Shen Hexuan lowered his head, always calm as water on the surface, at this time also had hidden waves. He is very cautious and has been in court for more than a year without any mistakes. Now he is implicated because of other people's mistakes, and his heart must be unfair.

Yan Si said in a deep voice, "brother Shen, I'm sorry for you."

"You and I are both implicated, but they are not innocent. It was Liu Zhaolin who wrote the wrong words, but it was you and I who didn't find out." Shen Hexuan sighed, looking very depressed.

"Brother Shen doesn't have to be too pessimistic. The teacher won't be helpless. Besides, your majesty is the Lord of benevolence. Maybe he will take it lightly." This is not a boast of emperor Zhaowu. He is weak in nature and is not good at killing. That's why Yan Sikong dares to take the risk. He can't gamble his own life in order to defeat Wang Shengsheng.

"You and I have been officials for one year and have a broad career. Although you have different personalities, I believe you have the same ambition as me to serve your country. If this will ruin your future..." Shen Hexuan gently shook his head, wry smile, "look at life, I leave first."

Yan Sikong arched his hand: "brother Shen, walk slowly."

It has been two years since they met at the meeting. This is the first time Shen Hexuan has confided in him. After all, Shen Hexuan is only twenty-seven years old. He is calm and reserved. When he meets with a disaster, he is obviously a little flustered. He looks like a man of flesh and blood.

Yan Sikong stood in the same place for a while, thinking about it back and forth, until her heel became numb, then she recovered and left.

-

when I got home in the evening, the coach of Fengfu was waiting at the back door. Xiao Liuyi saw him, jumped out of the car and said with a smile, "Lord Yan, I've been waiting for you for a long time. You can have a rest and..."

"Xiao Liu." Yan Sikong calm face, mental dispirited appearance, "please tell your son, I can't go to enjoy autumn."

"Er, Lord Yan, what's the matter with you?"

"I can't get away from the busy business in the Imperial Academy these days." Yan Sikong said, "in a word, I can't go. Enjoy the autumn trip Another day. "

"Lord Yan, are you not feeling well? Your face is so..." Xiao Liu wants to talk but stops.

Yan Sikong didn't want to say more: "go back." Then he turned and entered the room.

In the house, Ali has prepared the meal and is waiting for him to come back.

Yan Sikong went to the bedroom to change his court clothes, put on his regular clothes, sat down at the table to eat, and pointed to the opposite chair: "Ali, sit down, there is no outsider."

Ali sat down and ate together in silence.

"What obstacles did Qingyang and his party encounter?"

Ali shook his head.

"I don't know how I will be punished this time. If I am demoted from Beijing, you don't have to follow me any more. Take the silver, go to the countryside to buy an acre of land, marry a daughter-in-law, and live in peace."

Ali shook his head again.

Yan think empty helpless, bow to continue to eat.

After dinner, Ali took out a secret letter from his arms and handed it to Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong asked a Li to find someone to investigate Ting LAN Ge Hua Kui Ye Li a few days ago. This letter is about her. This woman is really not simple. She is Xie Zhongren's spy in Ting LAN Pavilion. The brothel is full of people, so she is the most suitable one for information.

The two hundred taels of silver are worth it.

Yan Sikong tore up the secret letter and threw it aside: "you have done well in these two things. Go and get the reward yourself."

Ali expressed his thanks with his hand gesture. He paused and asked, "will something happen to you, young master?"

Yan thinks empty light way: "hard to say."

The color of worry appeared on Ali's face.

"Don't worry about me."

Ah Li said eagerly, "be careful, young man. I hope I can serve you all my life."

Yan Sikong said with a smile: "I have a heart, but I don't need you to do this. I've said many times that if one day I have an accident, you can just go, and you can't do anything to stay."

Ah Li's face was sad, and his ugly face was even more frightening. But Yan Sikong looks at it and feels comfortable, because this is the only person he can trust now.

-

Yan Sikong stayed up all night, and the next day, he went to the palace to give a lecture to Chen as usual.

A song of Ode on his birthday not only made him praised by the emperor, but also sent him to the east palace the next day for more than half a year's delay in the ceremony. Everyone is snobbish and used to it.

Chen Kui's respect and gratitude for Yan Sikong have multiplied, and he has become more and more trusting. Seeing that he is listless and worried, he naturally has to ask him several times, but he says nothing.Chen Shu doesn't need to know now, especially from his mouth. This child has a heart and knows that he is a useful person. When it happens, he won't sit back and ignore it.

When he returned from the palace, Fengye was waiting for him as expected.

As soon as they met, Feng Ye saw that he was not right. He frowned and said, "Sikong, what's the matter with you?"

"Aren't you in Jingshan? What are you doing back here?"

"If you don't go to Shangqiu, Xiao Liu says you look different." Feng Ye pulls Yan Sikong into the room. "What's the matter with you? Are you sick, or is something wrong?"

Yan Sikong said with a bitter smile, "it's nothing. It's just that there are so many kinds of official business that I can't get away from myself."

"Don't try to deceive me." Feng Ye pinched his chin and forced him to look at himself. "To be honest, what's the matter? It depends on the way you are out of your mind."

Yan Sikong's two distant eyebrows and Dai's eyes were slightly frowning. He tried not to open his face and said softly, "it's really OK."

Feng Ye stuck his jaw, making him nowhere to hide: "you are obviously something, how so stubborn, I can't be trusted by you?"

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye anxiously: "do I have to tell you everything?"

"You Feng Ye was annoyed. He narrowed his eyes. "Well, if you don't say it, I'll kiss you."

Yan Si didn't move.

Feng Ye raised the volume: "do you think I'm joking?"

Yan Sikong is still calm.

Feng Ye's eyes flashed anger. He picked his fingers, raised Yan Sikong's chin, and forced to kiss the thin powder's lips.

Yan Sikong's heart beat wildly and his body trembled slightly.

Feng Ye was so rude and domineering that he was about to eat him. But the burst of enthusiasm poured into his body from the teeth they wanted to stick to, making his whole body hot and dry.

Feng Ye embraces Yan Sikong's waist and nostalgically tastes the warmth and softness. The exchange of body fluid has a sweet taste, and the palpitation of heart is indescribably beautiful.

When they gasped and separated, Feng Ye's face was red and his lips were red. He looked shy, but his eyes didn't dodge. Instead, he stared at Yan Sikong more like a wolf, just like his own prey.

Yan Sikong did not dare to look at Feng Ye's eyes. He said in a low voice, "can you let me go?"

"You can't if you don't say it." With that, Feng Ye buried his face in Yan Sikong's neck nest again, nibbling his neck, "he said."

Yan Sikong forced her mind hard to calm down and said in a deep voice, "I can't say it."

"Why not." Feng Ye bit his clavicle again. "If you are really on official business, I will never force you, but you worry me now." He went to the tip of his ear and licked his lips.

Yan Sikong forced to refuse Fengye: "enough, let me go."

"Say it Fengye issued an order without hesitation.

"I made a mistake!" Yan Sikong was forced to cry helplessly, "are you satisfied?"

Feng Ye let him go and gently followed his hair, saying: "what's wrong? Don't be afraid. Tell me

Yan Sikong covered his eyes with one hand and said in a trembling voice: "Feng Ye, the teacher ordered me not to disclose it to anyone for the time being."

"Don't worry."

"I..." Yan Sikong put down his hand and hesitated for a long time before he said, "there's something wrong with the new history. I'm afraid There is no escape from the blame. "

Under the urging of Feng Ye, Yan Sikong details the matter.

After listening to this, Feng Ye frowned and said, "it's only natural that there are one or two clerical errors in the newly compiled history. But I don't know how Cai Zhongfan knew it. How can his eyes be so sharp?"

Yan Sikong shook his head: "he has a personal grudge with Mr. Wang. Maybe he has been staring at Mr. Wang to find out his mistakes."

"What did Yan Ge Lao say?"

"He said he would consult with his colleagues about the countermeasures." Yan Sikong smiles bitterly and shakes his head. "The teacher has always wanted to get rid of Wang Shengsheng. This is really a good opportunity. I'm afraid that I will..." He gazed at Fengye, "Fengye, no matter what happens to me, you must take good care of yourself."

"Don't talk nonsense. I won't let anything happen to you." Feng Ye kisses his bright and clean forehead, "Cai Zhongfan's goal is not you little Hanlin, I will find a way to reduce the punishment for you."

Yan Sikong said with a faint smile: "Fengye, I know that his highness King Jingyuan wants to be alone in the turbulent situation. He doesn't want to participate in any fight, and I don't want you to risk for me."

"Do you want me to see you punished for not making your own mistake?"

"I'm not innocent. I did check that volume." Yan Sikong lowered her eyes, "you and I But as a child, you don't have to do that for me. "

Feng Ye was angry: "in your eyes, we are just childhood playmates? What is the relationship between these months? Just now, I don't believe you didn't move at all! "

"I..." Yan Si's face is hard, but she can't bear it.Feng Ye put him in his arms again: "Sikong, I like you. The closer I get to you, the more I like you. Do you like me a little bit?"

Yan Sikong's eyes were looking at the front emptily, and only the tight but still trembling corners of his mouth revealed his emotion. He hesitated, hesitating and acting, but his heart was really struggling repeatedly, but finally, he slowly raised his hand, carefully held Feng Ye's back, and whispered: "I I don't know. "

Feng Ye is a burst of ecstasy, conceited: "you like me, you must like me."

Yan Sikong's eyebrows were twisted into a ball. He was hugged so tightly, but he still felt cold all over. He didn't say anything.

Feng Ye, fool.