Chasing King

After Yan Sikong's promotion, people from all walks of life flocked to the banquet to celebrate for him. He had tried his best to refuse a lot, but some people refused and had to go to the banquet.

For a moment, his humble mansion was crowded with people who came to give gifts. He nearly broke his threshold. Ali was speechless and strange in appearance. He scared away many people, but it didn't prevent the gifts from piling up in the mountains.

Yan Sikong only let a Li accept it politely and make a record, but he didn't read it. Although he had already gone to the Ministry of official affairs, he still needed to assist the third division of justice in handling the case because most of the case was handled by him.

Zhao Fuyi has completely handed over the case to the third division of justice, and he has returned to Jingshan camp. He left for half a year, and there are many miscellaneous matters that need to be rectified by him. Fengye naturally went with him, so now only Yan Sikong and Liang Guang are assisting in the case.

Yan Sikong paid a private visit to Liang Guang to thank him for his support and appreciation. Liang Guang slightly shirked responsibility and accepted it with a smile.

They have a good talk. Yan Sikong also tells the purpose of his trip. He gives the evidence of Ge Yong, Ge Zhong's son, to Liang Guang, hoping that Liang Guang will transfer it to SANFA department and convict Ge Yong.

Liang Guangjing was surprised and said: "General Zhao has promised Ge Zhong to take ge Yong lightly and remove all the charges related to ge Yong, and the conspiracy has not implicated him."

"It's true, but Mr. Changshi thinks that GE Zhong and the king of Liang conspire against each other. Ge Yong is his only son. Maybe he doesn't know it?" Yan Sikong said, "Lord Changshi, you might as well have a look at the evidence I have sorted out. Ge Yong relies on Ge Zhong's power to make money in the two lakes."

Liang Guang flipped: "but General Zhao has promised Ge Zhong..."

Yan Sikong said with a smile, "but Lord Changshi doesn't have it."

Liang Guang frowned, his expression was very serious, and his tone became cold: "at the beginning, you negotiated with Ge Zhong, and let Ge Zhong draw a bet on this condition."

"Yes. Your majesty handed over the case to General Zhao and Lord Changshi. They should handle it fairly and never let go of any one of the crafty and sycophantic people. It's also a helpless move to make GE Zhong draw the pawn. " Yan Sikong said calmly, "I've been worried about this all the time. It's hard to be at ease day and night. I feel guilty for long en at the thought of letting the rebel get away with it. Therefore, I'm willing to bear the name of being dishonest. I don't want the general to break his promise. At the same time, I can bring the thief to justice."

Liang Guangchen said in a voice: "I don't think it's right. The third division of justice is about to close the case. What's more, if Ge Zhong knows it, how can he fight to overturn the case?"

"That GE Zhong is deeply in prison. His relatives and relatives are in the two lakes. He has no one to visit. He will not know what happened outside. When he knows, all the dust will be settled and it will be late." Yan Sikong said sincerely, "I don't dare to be greedy for merit, and I don't dare to violate my power. If I don't want to take charge of this matter, I will submit the evidence to the third division of justice. I don't want to implicate the general and Mr. Changshi."

Liang Guanggao said in a high voice: "what is the implication of handling a case according to the order? It's just He hesitated for a moment, leaned forward and lowered his voice. "Sikong, it's not very authentic."

Yan Sikong chuckled and whispered, "Lord Changshi, the influence of Ge family is intertwined with the eunuch party. Ge Yong does not die. How can we sleep peacefully?"

Liang Guang coughed lightly, sat upright, and patted the volume: "put it down, let me think about it."

Yan Sikong knew that only the last sentence of today's conversation entered Liang Guang's heart. Liang Guang has already gone through this muddy water. How can he not be afraid of revenge.

In a few days, Yan Sikong got the news that GE Yong had been transferred from the imperial prison to the imperial prison, and he had conspired against the king of Liang and entered the imperial prison. He was nothing more than a dying man and a life less than death.

As the case was of great importance, the three judicial departments held a joint trial, but there was no delay. Less than two months after the army returned to Beijing, the case was closed.

Both Ge Zhong and Ge Yong were punished for copying their families and abandoning the city. As most of the relatives of the king of Liang were imperial relatives, Emperor Zhaowu, in order to show his mercy and accumulate happiness for the empress dowager, only killed them by removing the nobility, copying their families and banishing them.

Although Yan Sikong had expected such a result for a long time, he still despised emperor Zhaowu's indecision and the benevolence of women and men. This was the best time to frighten other vassal kings. He didn't despise the people who were plotting chaos, and could he subdue the world? No wonder the barbarians outside the pass cut their heads and tried to squeeze into the Central Plains to share the fat and soft persimmons.

Ge Zhong and others are scheduled to ask after autumn, and this time is already after autumn.

On the day of the execution, the people poured into the western city. For a long time, there had been no such grand execution in the capital. The surrounding streets were blocked by the crowds of cars and horses.

Yan Sikong changed his plain green clothes and went to the execution platform with the crowd. Unlike 11 years ago, he walked slowly and steadily, like a boat in the inner lake. The people's faces were either ignorant, suspicious, inquisitive or excited, and they were no longer dazzling.

He leaned to the left and right, and patiently squeezed into the crowd, making himself closer to the scaffold.

The sentence officer was already preaching the crime. There were more than 20 people kneeling on the stage, but Yan Sikong only looked at the prisoner with a bent body and white hair.

Yuan Mao's back was straight even when he knelt on the execution platform, because he had a clear conscience.Ge Zhong seems to be aware of something, slowly raised his head and looked down at the head.

Yan Sikong, with a long body and a face like peaches and plums, looks like a God in the gray crowd even though he is dressed simply.

Ge Zhong suddenly got excited, and his eyes hidden in the disheveled hair burst out a strong hatred. He yelled at Yan Sikong: "beast, villain!"

He was already a walking corpse, and his sudden roar startled all the butchers around him, but his voice was almost drowned by the uproar of people.

Yan Sikong smiles at GE Zhong.

"Yan Sikong, you set me up! You sinister traitor, you rebellious villain! I'm going to turn into a fierce ghost, pestering you in front of your bed every night, and I'm going to drag you to hell -- "Ge Zhong roared wildly.

Yan Sikong gazed at GE Zhong from a distance, just like he was standing in the same position and looked at Yuan Mao in despair. He also yelled loudly, hoping that he could let his voice go straight into the sky, frighten the world, ring every drum of grievance, wake up every conscience, make the number nine blossom, make the snow fly in June, as long as he could save his innocent father.

But it didn't help.

Eleven years, why bother Ge Zhong, he has been living in hell, fortunately, he finally put one of the culprits on the guillotine.

Yan Sikong, with a mocking smile, gently opens her thin lips and slowly says four words to ge Zhong: cut grass and root.

The sharp cold blade seems to be able to break through time and space, cut through the clouds. With one blade, you can tear up the demons in the world.

The devil of the heart.

Yan Sikong's pupils are bloody -

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when Yan Sikong comes back to the residence with a wooden and tired step, he sees a familiar carriage from Jingyuan palace in front of the door.

He walked over and saw Xiao Liu waiting for him. As soon as he saw him, he said respectfully, "Lord Yan, my son invites you to come to Lingwu villa."

Yan Sikong's empty eyes blinked and looked at Xiao Liu for a long time. After seeing that Xiao Liu was hairy, he said, "I'll let a Li pack."

When GE Zhong died, his hatred and bloodthirsty desire became empty again like a hole filled with discontent.

He thought of Ge Zhong's words before he died. He was not afraid. If there were really fierce ghosts in the world, he would have killed all the evil people in the world. He just felt powerless. Maybe he should go to his father's throne and offer a few drinks, but he wanted to see feng ye very much, because he knew that only by Feng Ye's side could he sleep tonight.

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as the carriage went to Jingshan, he and Fengye had not seen each other for more than a month. Before they could have dinner, Fengye dragged him into the room to release his yearning.

**After that, Feng Ye depicts Yan Sikong's wet ridge with his fingers and looks at him lying lazily in his arms like a cat, with his lips rising unconsciously.

Yan Si turned over and said, "military affairs of Jingshan camp, are you finished?"

"I've been busy for such a long time. It's time to finish." Feng Ye kisses his forehead delicately, "and you? In the Ministry of official affairs, is it still smooth? "

"It's only been a few days, and it's going well." Yan Sikong gently lifted Fengye's cloud hair, pulled it behind his ears, and stared at him without blinking. "Do you know that today Ge Zhong and others were beheaded?"

"I heard that." Feng Ye doesn't understand a way, "Ge Yong how also executed? Has the general already promised Ge Zhong to take ge Yong lightly? "

Yan Sikong couldn't restrain his complacency and confidences. He said frankly, "I urge Mr. Liang to hand over Ge Yong's evidence to SANFA department. This man is Ge Zhong's only son. What GE Zhong has done, he will take part in it and be punished."

Feng Ye slightly frowned: "reasonable, just..."

"Why do you have to pay attention to the promise of a death row prisoner?" Yansi said coldly, "he doesn't deserve it."

Feng Ye hugged him: "it's OK, so that the Ge family will have revenge in the future."

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes: "yes, cut the grass and root."

Feng Ye rubbed Yan Sikong's warm neck socket and said with a smile, "kong'er, I have a good news to tell you."

"Oh? What's the good news? "

"My father sent troops to intercept the rear army of Wala, and trapped them in hute, Youlian. Wala has almost defeated the Jin people. It is obvious that he is now under attack and may be annihilated by my father."

Yan Sikong opened his eyes and said with ecstasy, "great! If we can annihilate Wala and then take advantage of the situation to annihilate the golden bandits at one stroke, the border of Dasheng will be safe for a hundred years! "

Feng Ye also said excitedly: "the war report should have come to the imperial court. My father has been sticking to Datong for more than 20 years. Although he has never made barbarians pass the customs, he has never uprooted them. If he can hit Wala this time, my father will be famous in history."

Yan Sikong said with a smile: "there has been a place for King Jingyuan in the history of Qing Dynasty."

"And me." Feng Ye grinned, arrogant and uninhibited, "there will be me."

Yan Sikong looked at the dazzling light from Fengye, couldn't help hooking his neck and kissing his lips heavily.

Feng Ye wandered all over Yan Sikong's body, and he did not forget Wen Sheng's saying, "tomorrow, General Zhao will invite you to Jingshan camp, saying that he will celebrate with you.""Good." Yan Sikong turned over and pressed Fengye under him. "It's my first time to go to Jingshan camp. It's definitely more powerful than pinging the rebel camp."

Feng Ye said with a smile, "I want you to appreciate the prestige of the commander first."

Yan Sikong smiles and falls into a new round of relationship with him.