Chasing King

The news of King Jingyuan's son's return to Beijing caused a great shock among the powerful people in the capital. Many people have the heart to make friends with him. Of course, they also want to see he Zunrong, the fierce wolf king who is said to be as fierce as a beast, and come to visit him several days. However, no matter who comes, they are all refused on the ground of "the son's car is too slow and his body is disobedient".

For a moment, it made the famous people in the capital unhappy, and the rumors about him became even more outrageous.

Yan Sikong was only amused when she heard about it. Ordinary people probably think that Fengye is so arrogant because he is the son of King Jingyuan. In fact, when his fart is bigger, he has that virtue. However, it also reminds him that he must find a proper time to recognize Fengye. Jingyuan has a high power in the throne, and most people who want to cling to Shizi are like Guojiang Zhiqing, so he can't be abrupt.

But unexpectedly, he will have a chance to see Fengye soon.

Emperor Zhaowu wanted to hold a spring hunting in the mountain and sea paddock, and at the same time, he wanted to seal the wild. Most of the officials and nobles in the capital were included in the banquet. In any case, Fengye could not refuse the invitation of the emperor.

The mountain and sea paddock is a royal hunting ground with rich water and grass, and is full of birds and animals. At that time, the emperor Taizu fell in love with this treasure land, which is "ten thousand li mountains and rivers are connected to a distant place, and nine sides are better than the Shenjing". Since then, for more than 200 years, the descendants of the Chen Sheng Dynasty have to hunt here as a rite of passage.

Yan Sikong was not invited, but he pleaded with Yan Zilian a little and went with him. He knew that he didn't even have the chance to get close to Fengye, but he was curious to see Fengye.

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on the day of spring hunting, Yan Zilian's coachman picks up Yan Sikong and takes them to Shanhai paddock.

On the way, Yan Zilian said with a smile: "he Xuan doesn't like to join in such a bustle, but you like it."

Yan Sikong felt Yan Zilian's subtle thoughts about them. He pretended that he didn't understand what was said. He said happily, "the students have never seen hunting before, let alone the royal hunting. It must be unprecedented."

Yan Zilian is an old minister of three dynasties. He has been an official for 40 years. His eyes are very poisonous. He appreciates Shen Hexuan's talent and bearing, but he doesn't like his inflexibility. On the contrary, Yan Sikong is smart and intelligent, but he is a little more tactful and can't be perfect.

Yan Sikong knows that his ambition can't be hidden sooner or later. In order not to arouse Yan Zilian's concern, he often disguises his childishness and competitiveness because he is young and timid, which makes Yan Zilian feel that he is easy to control.

As the head of the cabinet, Yan Zilian, who appears to be an extremely senior official, has been beaten down by Xie Zhongren and other eunuchs for many years. Now the prince of Donggong is going to give a lecture in the cabinet. It is a crucial thing that he can control and even decide the future court situation of Dasheng. He has to choose the right one Choose someone you can trust and control.

Yan Sikong is trying to fit Yan Zilian's ideal. Otherwise, he won't be favored by Yan Zilian in one year as the ninth Jinshi. Yan Zilian may have a good eye, but he has been in the court for 40 years, and the people he contacted are no more than Royal relatives, officials, gentry and nobles. In his ten years, he has contacted countless people who are not good at teaching and learning. Before the time is ripe, he will "pretend" to be Yan Sikong who is in line with his present status.

Sure enough, Yan Zilian pretended to be serious: "do you want me to take you to spring hunting for fun? You are already a minister of Dasheng. You must not lose your dignity. "

Yan Sikong arched his hand and said, "the teacher taught me that the students were frivolous."

Yan Zilian nodded: "today's spring hunting, your majesty does not intend to hunt, but in the son."

"What the teacher means..."

"The little prince was young and vigorous. He refused all the people who came to visit him because of his father's heavy army. His majesty called him back to Beijing just to restrain King Jingyuan. He was so arrogant that he could not take the opportunity to kill him."

"The teacher is right." Yan Si's eyes turned, "I don't know how your majesty wants to kill him?"

Yan Zilian shook his head: "I don't know if I'm a teacher, but there must be a good play today."

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to the mountain and sea paddock, on the vast grassland, more than a dozen military tents have been erected. They are held in the largest and most magnificent one in the middle, and the royal flag is waving in the wind.

Spring hunting is about to begin. The emperor takes his Empress, the prince and a group of people to sit in the upper position. Yan Sikong leaves Yan Zilian for a while, and finds Zhou miaixing, Liang Sui and others to sit with them.

After sitting down, Yan Sikong couldn't control herself and found a person around the main stage.

"Sikong, what are you looking at?" Liang Sui asked.

Yan Sikong's Adam's apple slipped gently and said in a calm tone: "I've always wanted to see Mr. Xie's face."

"Oh, there." Liang Sui whispered in Yan Sikong's ear and said, "an old immortal."

Following Liang Sui's eyes, Yan Sikong sees an old Eunuch in a silver silk brocade suit. His temples have been dyed white, and his eyelids are drooping powerlessly, but he still can't cover his sharp eyes. He kicks his hand and sits at the table. He is still speechless. He doesn't know what evil plan is going on in his mind.

Yan Si's hands under the table tightly grasped the skirt of his robe and lowered his head to hide his hatred.Xie Zhongren is right in front of him. He would like to taste the flesh and blood of this eunuch!

"Sikong, what's the matter?"

Yan Si had an empty pause. When he raised his head, he had returned to his normal state. He said with a smile, "nothing."

There was a loud noise around, and Zhou miaixing cried, "ah, here comes the little prince!"

All the people looked at the rear, but when they saw a green riding, grass waves floated like waves, and a pure white horse was like an egret flying over the water, light and vigorous, as if it was going to spread its wings to the clear sky in the next second, full of beauty of force.

And the immediate person, make all people see Leng even more.

What a handsome young man he was. His eyebrows were like a picture, his face was like a sculpture, his eyes were deep, and his heart was like a wolf. He was a tall man, but his lips were as red as vermilion. A lock of thick black hair fluttered in the wind with a horse's mane. His heroic posture was like a God, which made people reluctant to look away.

He quickly reined in the reins, quickly turned over and dismounted, knelt down on one knee, and clasped his fist with great force. In a low voice, he said: "I'll seal the field and meet the emperor and empress. Long live the emperor, long live the empress."

The heroic and uninhibited voice of youth reverberates in the whole paddock, shaking the hearts of all people.

Emperor Zhaowu was shocked by Fengye. After a long pause, he said, "ah, Aiqing, get down."

Feng Ye stood up.

He was dressed in a black riding suit, only wearing breastplate and arm guard, which tightened his waist and made him extremely slender and strong, which made him stand out from the rest.

Yan Sikong looked at the man who was only ten feet away from him. He was so excited that it was hard to describe the feeling at this time.

He had not experienced any happiness for a long time, but it really gave him a little comfort to see an old friend in the cold imperial city. He even thought, if not so, as two people have never known each other, later also shape like strangers, deep heart place, maybe "yuansikong" still alive, not willing to use Fengye.

Empress Xu said with a light smile: "the son of general Feng is really rich and handsome. We have never seen such a beautiful boy in our palace."

Emperor Zhaowu touched his beard and said with a smile, "that's true, empress. It's hard for you to pay more attention to this matter

"Your Majesty may rest assured."

Fengye quietly arched his hand and said, "thank you, empress Xie."

Yan Sikong closed his eyes. Over the years, he has been making progress step by step. He has been determined to take a step. But at this time, he hesitated.