Peerless Xuantian Record

Chapter 547
After Yamamoto left, Yan Song returned to the mansion that night, and Yan Shifan found him, told Yan Song about the matter, and asked him to help with it.

After Yan Song heard the words, he sternly said: "Nonsense... If the emperor finds out about this, he will be executed all over the house."

Yan Shifan said: "Father, who dares to oppose you in the current court? Since Xia Yan's death, his party members have been cleared up by you, and no one dares to oppose our Yan family. Father, the emperor trusts you so much , as long as you say a word, he will definitely believe it."

Yan Song sighed: "Fan'er, that's what I said, but..."

Yan Shifan said anxiously: "Father, you can help the child this time."

Yan Song glanced at his beloved son and sighed: "Oh, that's all, I'll go to court tomorrow and talk about it."

Yan Shifan said happily: "Thank you, father."

Morning the next day
"The emperor is here..."

Sejong yawned and walked slowly into the court hall, straightened his clothes and sat on the dragon chair.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live." All the civil and military officials in the court bowed together.

"Everyone loves to be flat."

"Thank you, long live."

Shizong said lazily: "Do you have something to play today?"

Yan Song hurried forward and said: "Report to the emperor, the old minister has something to say."

Sejong raised his spirits and smiled, "Oh? Yan Aiqing, what's your business?"

Yan Song said: "Your Majesty, since Emperor Yongle, Wudang Mountain has been protected by the royal family. It can be said that it is a blessing mountain for the royal family. But recently, the old officials got news that there is a group of scum in the Wulin who have evil intentions against Wudang Mountain. Although it is a matter of the Wulin, It has nothing to do with my imperial court, but this matter involves the luck of the royal family, and the veteran is worried that this move will destroy my Ming Dynasty's Feng Shui."

Shizong nodded and said: "That's right, Emperor Yongle used more than 30 people to build construction projects in Wudang, in order to bless the people and protect my Ming Dynasty from generation to generation. Where did you get this news from, Yan Aiqing? Is it reliable? "

Yan Song nodded and said: "Your Majesty, the news is absolutely reliable. Xiao'er has a lot of friendship with heroes in the world, and they came to tell Xiao'er."

Shizong pondered for a moment and said: "Yan Aiqing, between you and me, how should I deal with this matter?"

Yan Song said: "Your Majesty, the veteran thinks that it is unnecessary for the imperial court to send troops to deal with a few thieves. My son has made some friends in the rivers and lakes. They are willing to go to Wudang to deal with those thieves."

Sejong said: "Can they handle it?"

Yan Song said: "No problem, please rest assured, Your Majesty."

Shizong thought for a while and said: "This matter of Yan Aiqing is related to the fate of my Ming Dynasty, and there is absolutely no room for any mistakes."

Yan Song said: "Your Majesty, the Jianghu is a matter of the Jianghu. We did this in accordance with the rules of the Jianghu, but this does not mean that the imperial court has no way to deal with them. This can firstly show the emperor's trust in the martial arts people, and secondly, it can also take advantage of this. The opportunity gives them a chance to get close to the imperial court, so that they can be recruited in the future, after all, if there are more martial arts masters in Jinyiwei, it will be of great benefit to us and not harmful."

Shizong smiled and said: "What Yan Aiqing said is very true, then do as you want, and solve this matter as soon as possible."

Yan Song said: "Your Majesty is wise, the old minister will let the little one handle this matter."

Yan Song also took great pains for this matter, and he insisted on making up two seemingly reasonable reasons, and finally he persuaded Sejong.

After retiring from the court, Yan Song told Yan Shifan the news, and Yan Shifan was ecstatic, as if he had seen the perfect pieces of precious jade appearing back and forth in front of his eyes. . . . . .But he never dreamed that he was just a pawn being used in Yamamoto's hands. . . .

(End of this chapter)