Chasing King

Yan Sikong breathed a long breath, and his eyes showed a bit of loss. He said slowly: "it's just wandering around, doing chores, raising horses, polishing people's pens, being a companion reader, and being a cashier." None of these lies, but he conceals more.

"How did you get out of the quarry?"

Yan Sikong withstood the pain of his heart and said lightly: "I ran away when I was unprepared." He asked instead, "how did your highness find me?"

"After spring hunting, I wanted to get to know the man who helped me tame the horse. After checking for several days, I sent Xue Boqin to identify him. The result is that Yan Sikong, 23 years old, was the editor of Hanlin Academy in the 25th year of Zhaowu. His ancestral home is "Panyang Prefecture, Ji'an County?"

Yan Sikong is silent.

"Although you changed your surname, you are not a Pan Yang person, but when I heard the word" Sikong ", my intuition was you, but how did you become a Pan Yang person?"

Yan Sikong is still looking down, thinking about how to deal with it.

Feng Ye stretched out his hand and pinched Yan Sikong's chin, forced him to face himself, and fixed his sharp eyes on him: "say, don't cheat me."

Yan Sikong tugged kaifengye's hand: "I've cut off the past with one knife, so I hide my life experience. I beg his highness to read the old love and keep it secret for me."

Feng Ye hums a smile: "if I don't read it."

Yan Sikong said, "Your Highness will not."

"How can you be so sure?"

Yan Sikong shook his head and said with a smile, "Your Highness will not." Fengye's nature has not changed, and he is not worried at all.

Feng Ye looks at the shallow smile on Yan Si's blank jade face. He seems to see through himself at a glance. He is a little angry, but he feels that his face is as bright and open as Shun Hua. He is really a beautiful young man who is hard to find. He pushed the wine bowl to Yan Sikong: "if you dry this bowl, I will keep it secret for you."

Yan Si Kong glanced at Feng Ye and said: "really?"

"When did I cheat you?"

Yan Sikong picked up the wine bowl and drank it again. Then he smashed the wine bowl on the table and clasped his fist: "Your Highness Xie Shizi."

"All right." Fengye impatiently pushed away his hand, "I don't believe what you said."

Yan Sikong was stunned: "what don't you believe?"

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes: "do you really want to cut it off?"

“…… Yes

"Then why did you become an official?"

Yan Sikong said with a smile, "what can a scholar do without being an official?"

"You don't want revenge?"

Yan Sikong was silent for a moment: "it's not easy to live in a humble way." He turned to Dingding and looked at Fengye: "why is your highness so aggressive?"

"You..." Feng Ye said, "you are not like yuan Sikong at all."

Yan think hollow suddenly surge a burst of sadness, but the mouth is joking: "grow up." He poured wine on Fengye, "come on, since we've seen each other for a long time, it's worth getting drunk."

Feng Ye stopped talking and began to drink.

After several liang of fragrant wine, Yan Sikong finds that Feng Ye's wine is not as good as his own, but he dares to drink it very much. He is so excited that he has to ask him to find Feng Hun to play with him.

Yan Sikong struggles, but it's useless. Fengye drags him under the tree trunk and pours on fenghun.

Yan Sikong was about to get up. He was pawed on his shoulder by Feng Hun, and one of his eyes looked at him coldly. He looked at the sharp tusks close at hand, so he had to sit back.

Feng Ye pillow Feng soul, ha ha said with a smile: "why do you think I shut those people out? Because I don't know what they are aiming for, and what forces are behind them, and I don't want to distinguish between them. " He belched heavily, and his tone was a bit lost. "It's better for me to come back and do nothing."

Yan Sikong Xu had a lot of courage after drinking wine. He learned the way of Fengye and relied on fenghun. His warm and thick fur gave people a strange peace of mind. He said: "Your Highness can't go to battle to kill the enemy, but this is more important for King Jingyuan."

Feng Ye shook his head and sneered: "I'd rather go to the battlefield and die than waste my time here."

"It's meaningful that his highness King Jingyuan asked you to return to Beijing. He was far away in Datong. There were so many people in the court who spoke against him that he could not defend himself. If there was a person who could be trusted, he would be able to display his rare talents at the border. You are wasting your time if you insist on keeping your door closed

Feng Ye said, "I don't know, but I hate those insincere people." He sighed, "let me be quiet for a few days. You don't do anything when I'm closed. I want to find out first."

Yan Sikong took a sip of wine in silence, and his thoughts were very complicated.

If the emperor wants to help him, the one who will be able to keep his sword level for at least ten years must be Qingyun's son.

It's rare that he and Fengye knew each other from a young age. In any case, he should not miss this opportunity.It's just

Feng Ye, who was so drunk that he was dizzy, suddenly mumbled: "why don't you ask me about the past ten years?"

Yan Si's hollow head is tight. Rao is very clever and has been learning all the time. He doesn't know how to answer for a moment. Maybe he instinctively doesn't want to be too close to Fengye. Feng Ye doesn't seem to need an answer either. He's already asleep with his eyes closed.

He turned his face and took a look at the drunken Fengye. It was as if he was a frivolous boy who didn't know what sorrow was. The future must be limitless.

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after Feng Ye is asleep, Yan Sikong plans to get up and leave.

But as soon as he moved, fenghun made a dull sound from his throat, which was full of threats.

Yan Si empty swallow saliva, good words: "seal soul your highness, in the next urgent, go back."

The lips and jaws of Feng Hun trembled and showed their white wolf teeth.

Yan Sikong closed his eyes and sat back. I'm afraid that without Feng Ye's permission, even if he peed his pants, he would not want to leave here.

After a while, Xue Bo came. Yan Sikong finally met the Savior and said that he had unfinished business and had to leave.

Xuebo then sent a carriage and sent him back to the mansion in person.

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the next day, Yan Sikong goes to Wenyuan Pavilion and pleads with Huo Li personally to explain why he was absent for no reason yesterday. Huo Li sees that he is a student admired by Yan Zilian, but Shen Hexuan is a one size fits all person, blaming him for affecting the progress of his calligraphy.

Liang Sui made a comeback: "ah, seeing that Sikong's face turned white, he must have been very uncomfortable yesterday. Brother Shen, don't blame him."

Seeing that Yan Sikong had already apologized, Shen Hexuan didn't want to be reluctant. He said: "today, I have taken you to repair for nearly ten years, and the files have been prepared. Shen implored all colleagues to work together. If this matter is delayed, we can't explain it to the emperor."

"Yes."

After that, Fengye didn't come to yansikong again. It was like drinking under the tree that day, just a dream of drunkenness. Yan Sikong is not surprised. Fengye is arrogant and condescending. He makes friends with himself. He also intends to alienate himself, so he will never take the initiative again.

Yan Sikong has never been indecisive, but now he hesitates on the issue of Fengye.

Now he is busy late into the night every day, and he has no time to think too much.

Countless is to boil the first few big night, Yan Sikong is yawning repeatedly buried in writing.

Suddenly, in order to dispel drowsiness, an Hanlin Xu said to the people around him, "I'm building a guard battle in Guangning. Have you ever heard of this battle?"

Yan Sikong, who was so sleepy that her head was straight, woke up in an instant.

"I was young in fashion, and I read it later. It's really a fantastic victory."

"Chief Han is really a famous general of the present age. He retired from the army of the Jin State with a few soldiers."

Yan Si flashed a trace of ferocity on his face. He said in a deep voice: "I heard that there is something else wrong with this matter. That man has lost Qingzhou."

Shen Hexuan knocked on the table: "this is not a place for gossiping. Don't discuss it with hearsay."

Yan Sikong's chest leaped up with a strange fire. Maybe he was too tired to suppress his spleen. He blurted out: "hearsay may not be false, and compiling revision history may not be true. Who wrote history books since ancient times?"

The whole room was shocked.

On weekdays, Yan Sikong is very smart and has been together for more than a year. He never said he missed a word. How can he dare to say such a disrespectful word just for a chat today? If this is heard by those who have a heart, it will cause great disaster.

Yan Sikong also regretted it after he finished, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Shen Hexuan looks at Yan Sikong silently, puts down his pen, gets up and walks out of the room.

Yan Si ran after him in a hurry: "brother Shen, brother Shen." He seized Shen Hexuan, calmed his mind, and said, "I'm being rude. Brother Shen, please let me go."

Shen Hexuan frowned: "what do you think I'm going to do? Go to the teacher and sue you? "

Yan Sikong knows that Shen Hexuan is not a villain, but he has his own mistakes first. If Shen Hexuan has to go to the end, a word can make him fall short. He let go of Shen Hexuan and bowed himself to say, "brother Shen is an upright man. I'm going to spend a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart."

"In fact, what you said is not unreasonable." Shen Hexuan looked up at the full moon in the sky, "for thousands of years, the bright moon has been hanging high, but it has not been able to reflect the truth of the world. The truth is only in heaven and earth, not in you and me. You are already an official. You should be careful in your words and deeds. I think you are tired and confused today. If you have another time, you will not be spared. "

Yan Si said in a deep voice, "thank you, brother Shen."

"I'll just come out for a breath. You go back."

Yan Sikong bows again and turns back.

He clenched his fists, and there was a strong sense of killing in his eyes. If heaven has no eyes and the moon is flawed, it will make the villain turn over the black and white and make the good man suffer injustice. Since the truth is only in heaven and earth, he will turn the world over and wash away yuan Mao's stigma on the history books!