Chasing King

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Yan Sikong hears Feng Ye's voice and rushes out of his study. Before he can stand still, he sees a shadow attacking him. The next moment, he has been picked up.

"Ha ha ha ha ha, my father won, my father won -" Feng Ye holding Yan Sikong in the hospital circle, crazy laugh.

Yan Sikong is also full of joy: "I just received the news, just want to enter the palace, too good, too good!"

"My father killed a hundred thousand troops of Wala and retreated six hundred Li from the enemy. Wala's strength was greatly damaged. The border has been safe for several years!" Feng Ye was so excited that his eyes turned red, "my father has avenged my elder brother and thousands of people who were killed by Wala!"

Yan Sikong hugged Feng Ye's neck and gave him a kiss: "King Jingyuan's achievements have covered the whole world, and his reputation has been famous for thousands of years."

Feng Ye also pressed him tightly into his arms and choked: "Kong Er, I'm so happy, I really..."

Yan Sikong also has sour nose and hair: "me too, me too."

Since Sheng Ning Zong lost the Hetao area, the people of the Central Plains have been harassed by Wala for more than 50 years. There has never been a peaceful day at the border, and Wala's driving power has always threatened the great Shengjiang mountain. Now King Jingyuan has finally dealt a heavy blow to Wala. Wala has lost 100000 troops and has no ability to invade the Central Plains again in a short time. Their long-awaited peace has finally come.

Feng Ye wiped away his tears: "my father's lifelong wish is to eliminate Wala. Now he has a long way to go, and the great cause is just around the corner. As long as he pursues the victory and recovers Hetao, Wala will not make a comeback in a hundred years."

"Yes, I think so, too." Yan Sikong said excitedly, "Hetao is an important military area. It not only has an important position, but also has abundant water and grass. It is rich in good horses. When Emperor Taizu got Hetao, he won the world. If the former Emperor had not lost Hetao, how could I have been bullied by barbarians."

"That's right. My father will recover Hetao, and Dasheng will return to the flourishing age of Sihai Shengping and weijiayunei."

Yan Sikong can't help imagining the prosperous period of Dasheng described in the book. The people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and all the foreigners worshiped. It was a hundred years ago, but every Dasheng subject yearned for it.

Feng Ye was so happy that he didn't know what to do. He kissed Yan Sikong several times: "I really wish I could fly to my father and celebrate for him."

Yan Sikong said with a smile, "Your Majesty is sure to hold a grand celebration banquet in Beijing. Here you can give him a few more drinks."

"I don't know if it is possible for me to surpass my father in my life," he said Although the tone is a little regretful, but the bright eyes and can not hide the pride.

"You are still young, the world is changing, the future is unpredictable, but in any case, you will become the successor of King Jingyuan and continue to protect our Chinese people."

Feng Ye nodded, his eyes burning.

-

the news that King Jingyuan broke the warra quickly spread all over the capital. The whole country was jubilant, and the cold wind in winter could not blow away. Everyone in Beijing was talking about it, and the war news became the most eye-catching topic in teahouses and restaurants overnight.

Emperor Zhaowu, Longyan Dayue, called the great victory of beiyuanguan to the world, saying that Dasheng's national fortune had arrived, not only defeated Wala, but also the Empress Dowager's Phoenix body had improved. It was Hongde, the forefather, who was blessed by heaven to celebrate the victory of the war on New Year's Eve.

In this year, first the rebellion was put down, then the vassal was cut off successfully and the National Treasury was enriched, and finally King Jingyuan was defeated by Wala. The successive great news really made people feel that the great fortune was in the air. No wonder emperor Zhaowu said that "the national fortune has arrived".

On the day of emperor Zhaowu's edict, Yan Sikong and Feng Ye got drunk. They were so happy.

It's only a few days before the end of the new year, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty are busy with their official business, especially the Ministry of rites and Honglu temple, because they have to prepare a grand banquet.

Yan Sikong finally had something to do when he joined the Ministry of official affairs for half a year -- to prepare for the grand plan of Beijing inspection in the spring of next year. This was because the selection department was short of manpower and was too busy. Although it was really a big talent and a small use for him to do the low-level and cumbersome clerical work, he would not be humiliated if he was to be a candidate for the two rankings and the crown prince Complain, let him do what, and do it in detail, impeccable.

On this day, he managed to go home early and have a good rest. As soon as he left the palace, he met Yan Zilian's carriage waiting for him.

Yan Sikong got on Yan Zilian's carriage and said, "teacher, I haven't seen you for a long time, but are you still well?"

"It's going to be new year's day, and official business is a little heavy." Yan Zilian said, "you are so tired, but are you busy with Beijing inspection?"

"Exactly."

"How?"

Yan Sikong wry smile: "I do all the paperwork, and now I can't see anything important. If I had, I would have reported to the teacher."

Yan Zilian nodded: "you should be smart. Next year's Beijing inspection plan is very important."

"Students understand." Yan Si is waiting for Yan Zilian to go on, waiting for him here, not just for a few words.

"In fact, I have a happy event to tell you when I come to you today."

Yan Si had already guessed what it was.Yan Zilian said with a smile: "Your Majesty said that the Empress Dowager's body is slightly better. She wants to attend the banquet. On the banquet, she will personally marry you and princess wanyang."

Yan Sikong was a little stiff with a smile: "the students were flattered to be married by the Empress Dowager in person." It's time to come.

"Yes, it's better than your Majesty's marriage. Your majesty has always been filial and will pay more attention to you."

"Thank you, teacher."

"You should dress up to please the Empress Dowager. You will soon be the son-in-law. Next year's Beijing inspection plan will not put you out of the way. " Yan Zilian said happily, "the time is so good, it seems that the castration thief is coming."

The faces of Xie Zhongren and Feng Ye appear in Yan Sikong's mind at the same time. He clenched his fist and said in a deep voice: "I hope so."

-

after returning home, Yan Sikong called Ali: "has Shizi returned to Beijing?"

A Li shakes his head and says: if the son of the world returns to Beijing, he will come to find him.

Yan Sikong sighed: "you go to Jingyuan palace to find out when Shizi will return to Beijing."

Ali nodded.

Yan Sikong calculates that it's not four days before the new year's Eve. It's the busiest time of the new year. Fengye hasn't been back in Jingshan camp for many days. He's afraid that Fengye will come back at the banquet, so he won't have time to confess his marriage in advance.

It's all because of his fluke and procrastination. He thought that the wedding would wait until next year. Yan Zilian had said that before. Who knew that it was so fast that he was caught off guard. If Feng Ye heard his wedding news at the banquet, he would be more angry.

Later, ah Li came back with the most frustrating news that Feng Ye would not come back to the city until new year's Eve. At that time, he was already in the palace. They were so far apart that they couldn't get together. I don't know if they had a chance to talk.

Ah Li looked at Yan Sikong anxiously and said: what's the matter with you, young master?

Yan Sikong looked at ah Li: "ah Li, I'm going to get a wife."

A Li Leng for a moment, ugliness face suddenly grins big smile, he excitedly claps his hands, ask Yan Sikong is which miss.

Yan Sikong said with a bitter smile, "it's princess, the emperor's favorite Wanyang princess."

Ah Li was stunned. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "isn't that Shizi's cousin?"?

"Exactly." Yan Sikong shook his head, "ah Li, it's not easy to be a son-in-law. What's more, I want to marry Feng Ye's cousin. I don't know how to face Feng Ye."

Ah Li, also embarrassed, stood on one side.

As his only servant, Ali naturally knew about him and Fengye. Although Dasheng is not as masculine as the previous dynasty, it's not a big deal for men to communicate with each other. Just don't put it in front of the public. If literati, poets, dignitaries and nobles are good at it, they can be ridiculed as "romantic" at most. It doesn't prevent them from getting married and having children at all.

But what he wants to marry is Feng Ye's cousin, which is quite embarrassing. Besides, the princess is so noble that she can't be treated as an ordinary woman. Who dares to let her suffer such injustice?

From the day Yan Sikong learned that Yan Zilian was trying his best to promote the marriage, this was the poison lurking between them. Sooner or later, he didn't know how Fengye would react.

Ali asked again: did you tell Shizi?

Yan Sikong shook his head: "go and prepare a new set of court clothes for me. I'll wear them at the banquet."

-

in the twinkling of an eye, it is new year's Eve.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, including the officials in the suburbs of Beijing, entered Beijing one after another. Every new year's Eve has a royal banquet, but this year's banquet is more grand than ever, because it is also a celebration of the great victory of the Beiyuan pass.

Although the main character of the banquet, King Jingyuan, was still in Datong, consolidating his troops and defense line, and could not come, the reward to him was on the way.

At dawn, hundreds of officials had gone with emperor Zhaowu to offer sacrifices to heaven. They stood at noon in the twelfth lunar month. As in previous years, they always fell down.

Yan Sikong quickly found Fengye standing in front of the crowd. Fengye was very tall. Standing among a group of old or bloated officials, Fengye stood out like a rooster.

The sacrifice to heaven is coming to an end, and they are going to return to the palace. He must tell Fengye in advance before the wedding banquet.