Chasing King

That day, Yan Sikong still fulfilled his promise with Fengye in the two lake barracks. He warmed up a pot for a long time, sat opposite each other, and confessed his wandering ten years to Fengye.

He revealed almost everything, including what he had done, where he had been and what he had experienced in recent years, and how he planned to take revenge on Ge Zhong, Han Zhaoxing and Xie Zhongren. But there are two things he conceals after all. One is that he and she Zhun design and instigate the rebellion of King Liang; the other is yuan Nanyu.

At that time, he didn't want to let Fengye know the existence of yuannanyu, because he wanted to monopolize Fengye. Now, after so many years, it must have been a waste of words to explain, and there is no need at all.

What's more, people have a kind of psychology that they want to go out when they are in a desperate situation. If he tells Fengye everything, he will be unable to help telling Princess wanyang. Today, both he and Fengye have taken on too much responsibility. Fengye needs a lot of mental effort to recognize and accept him again. It's not easy for them to ease up. He says no Export. He knows he should say it, but he can't.

Feng Ye looks at Yan Sikong's eyes, both surprised and distressed. Yan Sikong in his imagination is not like this. After all, Yan Sikong after reunion is not like this. But now he can see the real Yan Sikong. Through his deep eyes, he can see his deep ambition and deep hatred.

And he clearly knew that such Yan Sikong had penetrated into his bone marrow like poison, but it was fatal but difficult to extricate himself.

Yan Sikong drank a few cups of wine, and his face was already full of tears. Feng Ye wiped his tears with his finger belly with a long back cocoon, but he didn't know what to say. How could he be comforted by a few words.

Yan Sikong raised his head to dry the wine in the cup, wrinkled his face, endured the bitterness, and said, "I'm finished. It's your turn."

"You want to know how my big brother died."

Yan Sikong touched Fengye's face and gave a gentle "um".

Feng Ye was quiet for a moment, and said in a low voice: "my elder brother is a general with both wisdom and courage. He could have become a famous general like his father, but he has a shortcoming. No, maybe he shouldn't be called a shortcoming, but it's a taboo for generals. He is too particular about benevolence."

Yan Sikong looked at him quietly.

"He is a real gentleman with strict military discipline, clear rewards and punishments, and considerate of corporal. He is familiar with Confucius and Mencius and attaches great importance to integrity." Feng Yeh sighed, "he thinks that" a gentleman who does not respect is not powerful. "He thinks that" a man who does not believe in others does not know what he can do. "The eldest man should be" faithful in his words and sure in his deeds ". He applies these to the art of war. He has his own military tactics. He is the person I respect most except his father."

Yan Sikong is silent. He has already guessed why Feng hunting died.

"Most of the officers and men he took were loyal to him and devoted themselves to his death. They were good men who attached great importance to love and righteousness. But his father also reminded him many times that he could serve others with virtue and benefit. He should adjust measures to individual conditions. Bee fly (read Chai) is poisonous, not to mention people?" Feng Ye's breath began to become heavy. He clenched the wine cup, took a mouthful of it, bared his tusks, and said in a deep voice, "his subordinates betrayed him under the heavy interests. Wala feigned surrender. Many soldiers reminded him that there might be deceit, but he believed the traitor and the general of Wala feigned surrender. As a result I was ambushed. "

Yan Sikong holds Feng Ye's hand.

Feng Ye also held his hand tightly. He clenched his teeth, and his eyes burst out with fierce burning ferocity: "Wala coerced my father with my elder brother. My elder brother fought with blood, but failed to break through several times, so he committed suicide. He would rather die than his father succumb to barbarians for him." His eyes gradually red, blood red, body began to tremble, "the gang of dog thieves, dragging my elder brother's body to provocation..."

Yan Sikong looks at Feng Ye's pale and twisted face. He feels sad for a moment, and even regrets that he wants Feng Ye to uncover the scar, because he knows how painful it is for his close relatives to be killed. But if he has tasted it, he will never forget what it is like.

"My father knew that there would be ambush. He endured the pain and refused to allow anyone to go out of the camp to pursue. That was His, his son Feng Ye's teeth cackled. "That year, I was 14 years old. My father had not let me lead the army alone. I stole his token and summoned hundreds of loyal soldiers to chase after him. I shot the enemy generals to death with one arrow. While they were in chaos and bleeding, I killed them and took back my elder brother's body."

Yan Sikong said in a low voice: "the name of" little wolf king "resounded all over the world in that war. I heard from you again at that time."

Feng Ye wiped away the tears that were about to fall. He stared at the hands they held tightly and choked: "my father beat my fifty army staff. I've been lying on the ground for two months But if I can get my brother's life back, it's my duty to die. "

Yan Sikong straightened his drooping hair and said in a soft voice, "Feng Ye, you are good. Every man in Feng's family is good. Your elder brother is loyal and proud even though he died."

Feng Ye nodded: "I often think that my father sent me back to the capital to keep me away from the battlefield. He was afraid that I would be young and prosperous and repeat the mistakes of my elder brother."

"It's good that you understand King Jingyuan's painstaking efforts. You are the only son he has." Yan Sikong sighed, "besides, you are impulsive and always take risks. I don't know how many times I have advised you, and I'm worried about you."Feng Ye pursed his lips: "sometimes I introspect myself, but I'm more afraid of missing the plane. I'd rather take a chance."

"Your elder brother leads the army with gains and losses, so do you. You may not be as calm and steady as his." Yan Sikong raised Fengye's chin, "Fengye, we all have a long way to go. We'll live together until the end, OK?"

Feng Ye grabbed his hand and forced a smile: "you still say that I, you also walk on the tip of the knife, how much better than me? It's just that there's no blood. "

Yan Sikong was slightly stunned and said with a bitter smile, "it's reasonable."

Feng Ye poured wine for them again, raised his glass, and said: "kong'er, I said that you want revenge, and I will help you. Xie Zhongren has been a disaster for a long time, and everyone has to be punished. If you can get rid of the harm for the people, I am duty bound, but you must never deceive me again."

"I..." Yan Sikong looks at Feng Ye's awe inspiring eyes. No matter how good Rao is at acting, he starts to blink when he thinks about Princess wanyang. But he can't speak now, at least not today.

"Free time?" Feng Ye frowned at him.

Yan Sikong said with a bitter smile, "I'm used to deceiving. I can live until now because I never believe anyone. I'm afraid I'll let you down."

"Don't you believe me?" Feng Ye stares at Yan Sikong's eyes.

"You are the person I believe in the most in the world." Yan Sikong said seriously and sincerely, "it's just, it's just, I dare not give my hatred to others, they are too heavy."

"I can afford it." Feng Ye pats Yan Sikong's face and stares into his eyes. "They weigh more than a thousand gold. I will bear them with you and never let you bear them alone."

Yan Sikong trembled gently: "Feng Ye, how can I repay you for being so kind to me?"

Feng Ye grinned and pinched Yan Sikong's nose: "return it for a lifetime."

Yan Sikong embraces Feng Ye's neck, and Feng Ye spreads his arms around his waist. They embrace each other tightly.

They stayed up all night. Yan Sikong told Feng Ye about his plan. The reason why Xie Zhongren, a eunuch, gained power was due to Emperor Zhaowu's favor. In the final analysis, it was the emperor who wanted Xie Zhongren and the huge eunuch party to collapse.

To achieve this goal, there are only two ways. One is to change the emperor, for example, Chen Wei ascends the throne. The other is to let Xie Zhongren lose his holy family. Emperor Zhaowu indulges in wine and sex all the year round, and his body is wasted, so he will not live long. But the matter of life depends only on heaven, which is hard for ordinary people to expect. Moreover, Chen Wei's crown prince position is not stable. Therefore, these two ways must go hand in hand. On the one hand, we should protect Chen Kai to ascend the throne, not only to avenge himself, but also to rectify the court platform, clean up the inner world, revive the great Shengjiang and save the people. On the other hand, we should destroy emperor Zhaowu's trust in Xie Zhongren step by step.

In the case of Wang Shengsheng, Emperor Zhaowu would not blame Xie Zhongren, but Ge Zhong was promoted by Xie Zhongren. Yan Sikong's forged letter of Ge Zhong's collusion with the enemy also mentioned many times that he would persuade Xie Zhongren to assist the king of Liang. Although Xie Zhongren tearfully complained to Emperor Zhaowu that GE Zhong was bloody and whimsical, and that he was involved for no reason, he was confronted with insinuation or name calling from ministers Remonstrance, he can not rely on his promotion Gezhong, so that emperor Zhaowu has been dissatisfied with him.

Yan Sikong has quietly broken Xie Zhongren's two generals, a second assistant University Bachelor in the cabinet, and a governor of the two lakes. Looking back on himself, he won the prince's trust, won the war, was promoted to the head of the literary election Department of the Ministry of officials, and personally sent his mortal enemy to the guillotine. At present, he has won a complete victory, and Xie Zhongren is not even aware of his existence.

Of course, Yan Sikong didn't dare to take it lightly. Xie Zhongren is deeply rooted and can't be easily shaken. Without Yan Zilian's group of scholars taking the opportunity to impeach and put pressure on him, he can't achieve such a goal alone. He is still too weak.

After listening to Yan Sikong's plan, Feng Ye feels his sweat bristling. On the one hand, he feels that such a person should sleep peacefully beside his pillow. On the other hand, he is glad that he is not Yan Sikong's enemy. He used to think that Yan Sikong is smart, but now he thinks that Yan Sikong is smart. At this time, he also began to feel blood boiling. He wished he could cut off the eunuch immediately: "what are you going to do next?"

"I need you to help me with one thing."

"He said

"Empress Xian is respected and loved by your majesty. Although she is not as favored as Princess Wen, she has never been slighted."

Feng Ye nodded: "I understand."

Yan Sikong asked Fengye to ask his aunt to blow the pillow breeze of emperor Zhaowu. On the one hand, he supported the crown prince, on the other hand, he bit by bit disintegrated emperor Zhaowu's love for Xie Zhongren. Emperor Zhaowu was an indecisive person with weak mind. He was a good choice for the plan of estrangement. He took Fengye's hand and said solemnly, "Fengye, thank you."

Feng yegou chuckled: "I'm not all for you. When I was young, I had the ambition to make contributions and save the country and the people. Since I can't join in the battle now, I'll start with eradicating the crafty and sycophant."

They looked at each other with a smile. From each other's eyes, they saw the young man who swore that he wanted to live in peace at Guangning Racecourse eleven years ago.