Chasing King

After the sacrifice, the officials turned back to the palace one after another.

Yan Sikong meets his former colleagues in the Imperial Academy and leads him to chat. He often turns back to find Fengye, only to find that Fengye has been surrounded by the ministers who came to congratulate him.

A colleague looked along his eyes: "Mr. Yan, let's go. You can't squeeze in now."

Liang Sui said triumphantly, "don't you know that Sikong and Shizi are very intimate? They often drink and have fun. Why go to join in now? "

"That's true. Lord Yan first served the people with his literary grace at the family banquet of Shizi, and then he and Shizi went to the two lakes together. Lord Yan will prosper in the future. Don't forget the brothers. "

"Ha ha ha ha, yes."

Yan Sikong laughed and said nothing. He and Fengye have tried their best to avoid showing friendship in front of others, but there are ears and eyes everywhere in Beijing. The friendship between him and Fengye has long been well known. Although Yan Zilian did not say it clearly, he was asked to marry wanyang in order to further form an alliance with Fengjia, which is no less than becoming the emperor's son-in-law.

But I'm afraid he'll be self defeating.

After entering the palace, Yan Sikong finds a chance to squeeze into Fengye. He says to Fengye in a low voice: "Shizi, I have something to say..."

"My son." Zhao Fuyi happened to come over, pulled up Fengye and said, "general Di went to Beijing to report his work. Go, go, I'll take you to visit."

Feng Ye took a look at Yan Sikong, "Lord Yan, let's talk about it later."

"Shizi..." Yan Sikong hastily chases after him for two steps, but he is worried that his behavior is too abrupt. He has to watch Feng ye go away. He is also pushed into Taiji gate by the crowd, and begins to wait for the emperor with the officials.

This kind of red tape usually takes a whole day. When night falls and the banquet begins, the officials are hungry and feeble, but they still stand upright.

Until the inner warden called out, Emperor Zhaowu helped a gorgeous woman out. She walked slowly with snow on her temples and frost on her maids, and then the beautiful clothes and the carved eyebrows could not hide her weakness.

All the ministers knelt down, kowtowed three times and worshipped five times. Long live the mountain.

Emperor Zhaowu helped the Empress Dowager to the throne of Jinluan, while he sat on one side to show great filial piety.

It was not until the ministers got up that Yan Sikong was able to look up at the Empress Dowager and see that her eyes were red and her cheekbones were black, her air intake was slow and her air outlet was fast. She was afraid that she would not be able to survive this winter.

The Empress Dowager raised her hand tremblingly and waved. The chief supervisor, Yu Ji, cried, "get up, sit down."

The higher the rank, the closer to the throne. However, there are some exceptions. Fengye is no more than the fourth grade, but he is among the first grade officials.

Yan Sikong looks at Feng Ye, and his heart seems to be falling down. He listened attentively to Yu Ji's reading out the imperial edict and eulogizing the virtues, but his palms gradually sweated.

Yu Ji read about Feng Jianping's reward, which included purple ribbon, gold seal, jade belt, and countless treasures. Because King Jingyuan had made countless contributions to the war and was an extremely important official, there was no reward for him. I'm afraid he racked his brains to come up with this reward, which was given by Feng Ye on behalf of his father.

Fengye swaggered to the center of Jinluan hall and knelt down to receive the reward. His rebellious and proud face was full of his young and handsome face. He was really the proud son of heaven.

Liang Sui stealthily pokes Yan Sikong. Yan Sikong slightly deviates from his face, but his eyes are still on Feng Ye. Liang Sui leans to his ear: "Hey, have you heard?"

"What did you hear?"

"In fact, the king of Zhaojing was rewarded."

Yan Sikong frowned slightly: "really? Then... "

Liang Sui shook his head: "if he doesn't come back, he says that he will wipe out the remnant of Wala and strengthen the Datong defense line, so it's hard to get away."

Yan Sikong was silent for a moment, and suddenly pasted it in Liang Sui's ear and said in a very solemn tone: "brother Liang, listen to my advice, and don't rumor about it any more. Be careful to get into trouble."

Liang Sui looks at Yan Sikong in surprise, but when he sees that Yan Sikong's eyes are cold and sharp, as if they can penetrate people inside and outside, he suddenly feels his sweat bristling. He suddenly realizes that Yan Sikong is no longer the country scholar who didn't see the world two years ago. He wants to curry favor with Zhou mianxing to get to know powerful people. He nodded in amazement and looked away with a guilty heart.

Yansi is also moving in the hollow. He knew that Liang Sui was talking to him. He thought that he should know something about Fengye. He really didn't know. Even if he knew, he would not tell outsiders.

Even he didn't know about it. It seemed that it was very confidential, but he could guess that Liang Sui must have got the news from Zhou mianxing. Zhou mianxing's father was Yin of shuntianfu. The emperor ordered him to pass through Daodao post station. Shuntianfu was the outer gate of the capital. The news of entering and leaving the capital was always very well-informed.

There is nothing wrong with this, but there is a big problem.

Emperor Zhaowu's edict was not issued directly through Wenyuan Pavilion. It was the central edict. The central edict was the emperor's Secret edict. He didn't want the cabinet to discuss and record it. Yan Sikong guessed that emperor Zhaowu was worried that Feng Jianping would not come back. If he issued the edict publicly, Feng Jianping would refuse it publicly, which would be a bad end.

And Feng Jianping really refused.With nearly 300000 troops in hand and sufficient armaments, he has just won a great victory over Wala and become famous all over the world. Fengye once said that he could change the surname of Jiangshan as long as he wanted. It was not arrogant. It would be difficult for him to compete with fengjiajun with the strength of the whole nation. Moreover, Emperor Zhaowu's virtue was completely lost. If Fengye was equal to the sword, he would be ten times as powerful as king Liang.

But Yan Sikong knows that Feng Jianping is not rebellious. If he does, he doesn't have to wait until now. If he does, he won't let Feng ye go back to Beijing. If he does, his only son won't be loyal to Da Sheng. However, Feng Jianping will not give up his military power easily, so he will not risk going back to Beijing. He is far away from the capital. I will guard my border, and you will be your emperor.

This matter is so subtle that the emperor and Feng Jianping don't want to let others know. Liang suiruo can't control his own mouth and will cause trouble sooner or later.

Yan Si's mind is turning a thousand times. Suddenly, Yu Ji said in a sharp voice, "today, there's another happy event." He coughed lightly, and drew a long ending, "Yan Sikong, then Zhi."

Yan Sikong only felt that hundreds of eyes were looking at him, but he could clearly feel a pair of eyes, but he did not dare to look back. He stood up, straightened his new court clothes, stooped to the center of the hall and knelt down.

"Empress Dowager Yizhi: wanyang, the third princess of the emperor, is dignified, gentle, virtuous, beautiful, loyal, and loved by her lonely relatives. However, the daughter of heaven is so old that she can't cherish herself. I heard that Yan Sikong, two scholars, the prince's assistant, and the outstanding contributions to the rebellion. She has the beauty of Xu Gong, the talent of Guan Zhong, the wisdom and courage, the wisdom and courage, the sincerity, and the loyalty He and princess wanyang were made for each other. He gave yansikong the title of emperor's son-in-law and became a beautiful woman. He chose another good time to get married. "

In the main hall, there are many envious voices.

Yan Sikong was still kneeling on the ground, and Yu Ji said with a smile, "master Yan, the emperor's son-in-law, is not grateful."

As soon as Yan Sikong was about to speak, he suddenly heard the collision between the feet of the table in front of him. Then he heard a rush of footsteps. Then he knelt down: "empress dowager, emperor, my cousin is young and arrogant. She is not fit for marriage. Please take it back!"

Yan Sikong bit his lip and trembled slightly.

Feng Ye's tone was not only hasty, but also a bit fierce. He dared to speak with the Empress Dowager and the emperor in such an almost "forced" tone above the hall, and the whole audience was silent.

Emperor Zhaowu was also stunned. Maybe he didn't expect that Fengye would be so rude.

Xie Zhongren suddenly stood up and said in a loud voice: "bold, Empress Dowager Yizhi, the emperor's order, how can you oppose it? Shizi is too It's not sensible. " He thought it over and didn't dare to use too radical words.

Feng Ye kowtowed: "I know my sin. Xi'er is too young to be a woman. Besides, Yan Sikong is born in a poor family. How can he be worthy of Xi'er's golden body? My father and I both hope that Xi'er will be married to a noble family, and the most important thing is the scholarly nobles. We hope that the Empress Dowager and the emperor will not be wronged. "

Emperor Zhaowu looked angry, but he restrained himself and said in a deep voice, "Xi'er is almost seventeen. It's the age of marriage. Although Yan Sikong is a poor man, he has both talent and appearance. He is young and promising. He must have a bright future in the future. The Empress Dowager and I love Xi'er very much. How can we be aggrieved by her?"

The Empress Dowager also showed the color of doubt, but she did not speak.

"But..."

Xie Zhongren said in a strange way, "my son insists that Princess wanyang should marry a family, but he doesn't think King Jingyuan has enough power?"

Yan Sikong is frightened when he hears this, but he can't stop Feng Ye from saying it now. Emperor Zhaowu married wanyang to him. Personally, he was indeed a good son-in-law. Politically, Emperor Zhaowu could not marry a powerful family to the Fengjia family. He was born in a humble family and had no one to depend on. He was just like emperor Zhaowu.

At this point, Feng Ye also knew that the situation would be serious if he went on. He clenched his whole fist, his face was stiff and livid.

Emperor Zhaowu looked at Xie Zhongren and the gloomy Fengye. He always had some scruples, so he had to say, "Fengye, you, you step down. If you say more about this, you will be disrespectful to the Empress Dowager and rude to the emperor's son-in-law."

Fengye froze in place for a moment. That "moment" made everyone uneasy, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe. Finally, Fengye asked for a crime, kowtowed and returned to his position.

Yu Ji was also scared out of a cold sweat. He wiped his forehead with his sleeve robe and said with a slight tremor: "Yan, Yan's master, don't thank you."

Yan Sikong knelt on the ground, his legs numb, and he didn't lift his head. He took a deep breath and said in a high voice, "thank you, Empress Dowager and the emperor for your kindness."

Emperor Zhaowu waved: "flat body."

Yan Sikong then staggered up from the ground. As soon as he looked up, he was staring at shangfengye's red eyes. He closed his eyes and bowed deeply.

Emperor Zhaowu said that he would respect Princess wanyang and let him go down. Then Yuji announced the beginning of the banquet.

All night, Yan Sikong was humbly accepting the congratulations, but he didn't dare to take a look at Fengye.