The courtyard is quiet, with the moon shadows flowing gently on the steps. Occasionally, the footsteps of the armored soldiers patrolling in the mink hats and the sound of the armored leaves colliding gently. It turns out that the elegant and quiet courtyard adds a bit of solemnity, reminding people that this is the place where powerful officials have never been there since the Song Dynasty.

In the flower hall, the three of them looked at each other. Xiao Yan and Fang Teng both looked calm as water, while Zuo Liaoji's expression was red and white. He had stopped after several times when he wanted to say anything.

The bamboo charcoal from the antique soup on the table had been burned, and the pot of the soup was gradually gone.

In the courtyard where the Taishang lived in the distance, occasionally there was a straight music sound, rising straight into the night sky. Perhaps in the entire Bianliang, at this moment, after the Hedong Military Newspaper came, only Zhao Ji could relax his mind and enjoy himself.

I don’t know how long it took, Fang Teng gently said: “Master, are you moving at any time?”

Xiao Yan nodded and shook his head: "Don't move."

Fang Teng continued to ask: "Han Yue is reliable?"

Xiao Yan nodded: "Thousands of Jurchens and Tartars were invading the territory. If Han Yue and the others could not even deal with this, I would have picked them out of the Lieutenant General in vain. I believe them."

Fang Teng's tone was still plain, but he asked tighterly: "As the Jurchens entered Yun, Yingzhou would inevitably be the one. If there is any accident in the king's handling, the king can sit there?"

This sentence is more obscure. After all, Zuo Zaitu has never been involved in the resumption of the Liao army. It is not that I believe this Zuo Zaitu, but if one person knows the secret matter, it is not easy to be safer.

Yunnei restored the Liao army, Zhen Liuchen went deep into Hedong to make a move, Wang Gui stayed at the back roads of Shuowu Prefectures, and Guo Rong and Tang Huai blocked the Jurchen road to the south in Yingzhou, the northeast. Such measures have long been returned to Xiao Yan. Now the Jurchen army and horses appear south of Yingzhou. Although there is no guarantee, I don’t know how the Jurchen army suddenly moved south. It is possible to find out that there is no danger in Yingzhou.

In Fang Teng's opinion, Xiao Yan was really too entangled with the daughter of Guo Yaoshi, and it was not a move that people should do for major issues. This is to remind Xiao Yan that if Guo Yaoshi's daughter had any accidents, would you be impulsive and ignore the overall situation of Bianliang?

Xiao Yan's face finally sank, so gloomy that it seemed like water dripping. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and opened it again: "I also believe her......She will struggle!"

Okay, okay, those who are serious about things must endure what others cannot. I know all these principles... I have to endure them too. For the time being, I hope that Guo Rong and Han Yue can fight and fight. If God doesn’t even let Guo Rong go in the end, one will count on the other, and I will turn the whole world over!

Although she was so cruel in her heart, Xiao Yan knew clearly that if Guo Rong had any misfortune, the biggest sinner was just herself. Just because of herself, she had to embark on this most difficult path.

Left, looking left and right. He could understand every word Xiao Yan and Fang Teng said, as if Xiao Yan had not taken any action on Hedong affairs for the time being, but just watched quietly in Bianliang. But can the people in Bianliang and Xiao Yan's enemies in the world allow Xiao Yan to sit in Bianliang smoothly? The ever-winning army of Hedong Shenwu can fight the powerful Jurchen enemy who destroyed Liao?

He was so distressed that he wanted to sigh. It turned out that in Xiao Yan's mouth, he managed financial management and account management, and lived a peaceful life. The scenery is now a glorious place. The prospects are certainly the beauty that he had never expected. But this dangerous place is more than a hundred times far away than before?

If people want to gain something, they will lose something. I really don’t know how King Yan has survived the journey and climbed to his current status!

Fang Teng refused to let Xiao Yan go, and finally asked: "If the Jurchens are powerful, Han Yue can't handle it. What should Xianmo do?"

Zuo Liaoji was excited and stared at Xiao Yan. This was also what he cared about the most. Xiao Yan always had to stand in Hedong and refused to withdraw the Shenwu Changsheng Army to Bianliang. If the Shenwu Changsheng Army could not defend Hedong or even suffered a defeat, how should Xiao Yan deal with it? This may affect the life and death of the group he was in!

Xiao Yan remained silent for a while and slowly reached out to pick up the wine cup in front of him. The half glass of wine was already cold, and he didn't drink it, but just held it in his hand to play with it. He watched the wine sway gently in the cup, showing an amber-like color under the lights - the wine used for the banquet of Yan Wang's family is also a top-notch wine.

After a long time, Xiao Yan said softly: "I am going to do this recently, Emperor Nei Shang, and Master Fang is well versed in etiquette, so I will take charge of this ceremony on my behalf."

Zuo Zao almost jumped up again. What else do you think about Emperor Shang at this time? No matter how beautiful Maode is, how much is it worth mentioning compared to the great cause of the King of Yan?

However, Fang Teng slowly showed a smile on his face, and stood up and saluted solemnly: "Don't do your best for the king."

Xiao Yan nodded, stood up and signaled to the two of them, and left the flower hall on his own. Several guards with sable hats met him, and the armored leaves were clanging, and in a blink of an eye he left with Xiao Yan.

Zuo Liaozhi looked at Fang Teng with a pale face, but Fang Teng said leisurely: "The King of Yan is finally doing something like a person who does great things... Brother Zuo, even though he works hard in the King of Yan's curtain, you will definitely be able to win your wife and son in the future!"

As he said that, he got up and patted Zuo Zaoji's shoulder, and he also left for himself.

In the flower hall, only Zuo Zaoji was sitting withered. After a while, a long sigh that had been held in for a long time finally spit out a depressed voice.

With my IQ, I can only leave it to others to bury my head and look up at the road...

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It turned out that in the old family of Xiao Yan's South Gate, Zhao Ji was sitting in the upper chief with his hair bun. He shook his head and looked at the dance of the dancers under the seat. Jun Rongzhi's palace worshippers were playing the strings loudly and vigorously. There were also juggling, sumo wrestling artists in the corridor, waiting respectfully, preparing to go forward to perform for the middle-aged man who abdicated the emperor. Together with the inner envoys serving Zhao Ji, the heads were covered in darkness at the steps in front of the corridor.

Zhao Ji said that he was abdicating and reciting Taoism, but he stopped doing his daily homework, but instead became more unrestrained. Every day, he looked like he was drunk and dreaming, and he looked like he was having fun in time.

After the song was finished, the dancer bowed his face and bowed. Zhao Ji clenched his high fives and cheered loudly: "Okay, okay! The beauty entertains people, the joy enters ears. Liang Shicheng. A lot of rewards!"

Not far from Zhao Ji, Liang Shicheng, who was standing bent and bent. Originally, this old eunuch was well maintained, but now he looks obviously old. His back is hunched down. Without the majesty of the hidden appearance back then, he looks like an old mother with a bitter face.

Although Liang Shicheng offended Xiao Yan very much, Xiao Yan was too lazy to kill him when he was no longer powerful and powerless. He threw him beside Zhao Ji and asked him to continue serving the old master.

Hearing Zhao Ji's orders, he quickly moved forward and whispered in Zhao Ji's ear: "Sage, these dancers were also these musicians yesterday. These musicians have already received a lot of rewards. Are you..."

Zhao Ji was stunned and suddenly overturned several cases in front of him. With a rumbling sound, the musicians and dancers were shocked.

Zhao Ji said angrily at Liang Shicheng: "Even if I am not in the throne, I am also the current supreme! Do you even have to slander me for this? Go and look for the Prince of Yan and say that since he should serve me, I will grant him everything. Is it even a big life?"

Zhao Ji's voice was very loud, and all the dancers and musicians in the room were so scared that they bowed down, trembling all over and did not dare to raise their heads.

Liang Shicheng had a bitter face and kept persuading him: "Sage, saint............... just whisper."

Zhao Ji still refused to give up: "Send someone to find the Prince of Yan, so that he should serve another 100,000 yuan! As long as I am willing to live under the eyes of the Prince of Yan, what can he do to me?"

The more he said, Zhao Ji's voice became louder and louder. Liang Shicheng's face became whiter and paler. He trembled and didn't know what to say.

I have to say that some people in this world are so shallow and have no eyes. The swords and axes and necks are as soft as a pool of mud. A few days of life have passed, but they are unwilling to accept what they have lost. Even if they even forget how terrible their opponents are!

After a shocking change took away the emperor's halo on Zhao Ji, it became more and more true that this person was inherently unbearable. Thousands of years ago, the children of the Han family encountered such a king and finally sank into the sea of ​​blood. I don't know how many years it was for the sins accumulated!

Just as it was about to be out of the way, a woman heard a cold voice from outside: "What are you still gathering here to do? Drive all these people out quickly! The Supreme Master is just when he is about to recuperate and cultivate himself. I don't know which flatterers are coming to welcome the Supreme Master. If it is found out, he will kill the Prince of Yan one by one!"

There was a chaotic sound outside the room, and the palace maids in the inner room hurriedly led all these people away. They handed them over to the guards of the Diaomao Du, who were on duty outside, and after a while of investigation, they were allowed to walk.

Tonight, I was summoned by the Supreme Emperor, and I passed many levels and armored men with cold faces to check. I worked so hard to leave. In the end, I couldn't see half a little money and was frightened. Everyone cursed in their hearts after they left. Zhao Ji's ancestor had a spirit, but I was afraid that he would be so angry that he could turn over in the grave.

Soon, a beautiful lady came in. It was Concubine Yisu. Even though she was under house arrest outside the palace, Concubine Yisu still had a beautiful face and a demeanor in the past. Compared to Zhao Ji's unrestrained appearance, she was much stronger than Zhao Ji's unrestrained appearance.

When Liang Shicheng saw Concubine Yisu enter, he seemed to have seen a savior and rushed forward. Before he could speak, Concubine Yisu said softly, "I know everything, but it's your hard work. Go down and rest first, I have everything. My companion is loyal and the Tian family remembers it in my heart."

Liang Shicheng's nose felt sore and said sadly: "What else do you dare to expect from the old minister? It's better to just ask the saint to be safe. I would like to ask the imperial concubine to persuade the Supreme Emperor. Since this situation is so, we should endure it... Otherwise, how should the loyal ministers and righteous men in the world who are looking forward to the return of the saints, how should they deal with themselves?" As he said that, he slowly stood up and knew that Concubine Yisu had something to say to Zhao Ji. He called an envoy to drive all the people in the room out, and finally he left tremblingly.

Yi Su nodded and sent Liang Shicheng a few steps to see him back. Then he turned back to Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji stared at Concubine Yi Su for a while, and finally avoided his eyes and muttered, "Even you are coming to force me? Don't you know that I am also having fun in suffering?"

Concubine Yisu looked at Zhao Ji and said lightly: "There is a change in Hedong, don't the saint know?"

Zhao Ji said hey: "Liang Shicheng has already told me, so what can I do?"

Although Xiao Yan monitored Zhao Ji and others closely, he could not act like a prison after all. The etiquette he should have had to be shown. He was far from being able to cover the sky in Bianliang, and the news transmission between Zhao Ji and the outside world had never been stopped. However, under the power of Xiao Yan's military, no matter how much information transmission is transmitted without actual actions, it would be a waste of time.

Concubine Yisu said coldly: "Hedong is the foundation of Nanlaizi! The foundation is shaken, how can it not be your opportunity for a saint?"

Zhao Ji wanted to say something, but in the end he lowered his head down.

He has been a king for a long time, how could he not know that the change in Hedong is his opportunity? At this moment, I don’t know how many people are running around to contact and plan, and wait for the opportunity to obtain the best interests once there is a change. How many people are even more deliberately waiting for Xiao Yan to reveal his flaws, so that he can overturn him in one fell swoop and bit him to pieces!

But Zhao Ji was always a little embarrassed. The shocking change that night made him, who had never been in danger, was afraid. Although he was unwilling to accept it to be so, sometimes he thought that it would be great if he could pass through this life safely. Whenever he was thinking about how to reset it, he felt that Xiao Yan was staring at his house with a cold look, and several times he shouted and woke up from his dream!

When Nanlaizi had no foundation and anyone could crush him with one finger, he suddenly rose up and drove the world. Finally, he became the most powerful minister in the Song Dynasty! Now he has soldiers and generals and has the power and advantages. If he wants to deal with him, can he succeed? Once the matter fails, what is the fate of waiting for his own destiny?

Instead of doing this, it is better to pour it with wine. The world is very big when you are drunk, and the sun and moon are quite long in the pot...

Concubine Yisu looked at Zhao Ji's appearance, and her contemptuous eyes flashed in her eyes. Finally, she held back and persuaded softly: "………… As long as Nan Laizi can leave Bianliang, it is the time for the saints! Many loyal ministers and righteous men are waiting for this moment. The saints must be more stable at these times, so that Nan Laizi will be less afraid. Wait for the arrival of that time!"

Zhao Ji nodded, but still refused to speak.

Concubine Yisu sighed helplessly: "The saint is drunk, I will rest as soon as possible for the saint."

Zhao Ji nodded, stood up drunk, swayed and walked out. Concubine Yisu followed him respectfully and wanted to help him several times, but Zhao Ji was thrown away.

When we arrived outside the door, several small envoys serving in front of the corridor hurriedly took Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji was holding a few small envoys and suddenly looked back at Concubine Yisu: "You can't understand what you think about Nanlaizi? Is it true that Nanlaizi is so clear about? I have to do it all, and I will just follow you..."

The stars and moon are in the sky, looking down at Bianliang, the most magnificent and dreamy city a thousand years ago. On this night, many people are swept by the scrolling undercurrent, heading towards an unknown future.
Chapter completed!