Since the beginning of Jingcha, there has been no peace in the early dynasty.
Today Xie Zhongren instructs the officials to impeach the officials of the gentry, and tomorrow Yan Zilian sends a censor to accuse the officials of using power for personal gain. Xie Zhongren used the Jingcha Company to demote three of Yan Zilian's cronies. water.
In just one month, either the east wind overwhelmed the west wind, or the west wind overwhelmed the east wind. And this is just the beginning, a Beijing investigation usually takes half a year.
Feng Ye and Yan Sikong were frequently frustrated in searching for the criminal evidence of Wen Youchi and his son, Yan Sikong asked She Zhun to use his own means to investigate. I have been an official for dozens of years, but I don't believe that I can't hold his tail.
Feng Ye was quite displeased when he learned that Yan Sikong still went to look for She Zhun: "You really depend on him."
"I never depend on anyone." Yan Sikong said calmly, "But Shezhun is the most powerful intelligence dealer in Jianghu. I have known him for many years, and he has never let me down."
"Never let you down?" Feng Ye snorted coldly, "Why did he help you? It couldn't be because of the 'friendship' from childhood."
"He loves money."
"People who are greedy for money, are you not afraid that he will be used by others?"
"His parents were killed by eunuchs, and he wants revenge." Yan Sikong said, "She must be a useful person, why are you so hostile to him?"
Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong for a moment, then suddenly pinched his chin: "I don't like you talking about other men all the time. If he can do things for you that I can't, I don't like it even more."
Yan Sikong smiled slightly: "No one can do what you did for me."
"for example?"
Yan Sikong looked deeply into Feng Ye's eyes: "No one treats me like you."
Feng Ye slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and leaned closer to his ear: "No one can do what I did to you."
Yan Sikong only felt his heart tremble wildly, Feng Ye's powerful possession of him often made him feel dangerous.
Feng Ye seemed to have thought of something, and chuckled twice: "Recently there have been rumors in Beijing that I molested you as a prostitute in front of everyone in Baisheng Building, with the intention of humiliating you. In the eyes of celebrities, I have become a person who doesn't understand the ancient times, and some people write poems and scold me, hahahaha—"
Yan Sikong's face darkened: "Feng Ye, you must stop acting recklessly."
Feng Ye glanced at him, and licked his lips evilly: "Of course, some people say that you and I are in love with each other, so I object to marrying Princess Wanyang to you because of, love, and birth." ,hatred."
"Feng Ye!"
Feng Ye crossed Yan Sikong's back with his long arms, restraining him: "Right now, in the teahouse and wine shop, someone is describing this event vividly, as if they were there in person. Last time I had time to listen to it, it was wonderful. .” He leaned down and outlined his lips with his eyes, “But it’s not as good as one ten-thousandth between you and me.”
Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes: "If the emperor finds out..."
"So what." Feng Ye kissed him softly, "I wish everyone in the world would know that you belong to me. I want to destroy everything, but at the same time I have to restrain myself. Struggling between such contradictions, you made me like this."
Yan Sikong looked into Feng Ye's deep eyes, and saw in them the clamor and madness that had been suppressed with all his strength, and he felt a sudden sharp pain in his heart. In the past, when this person looked at him, there was only undisguised love and affection, like the sun hanging high above the nine heavens, loving passionately, arrogantly, not allowing a trace of gloom, and radiating all the glory, but now that innocence and openness has disappeared. It's hard to find traces, it's impossible for Feng Ye to trust him unreservedly, and he is even jealous and resentful all the time, yes, he is the one who made Feng Ye like this.
But their entanglement is too deep, and no one can let go easily.
Yan Sikong had no choice but to put his arm around Feng Ye's neck, without saying a word, just hugged like this, thinking silently, I'm sorry.
The light in Feng Ye's eyes trembled violently. After a long time, he let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and returned to calm.
—
The scorching midsummer is coming soon, and above the court hall, the two factions have long been physically and mentally exhausted from fighting for the Jingcha. Now the heat is so hot that they sweat profusely even standing without speaking. In order to keep quiet, at this point, the two parties finally calmed down a little, especially the older ones, who were indeed a little noisy.
But at this juncture, Yan Sikong found a turning point in Wen Youchi's matter.
It was nearly two months after he asked She Zhun to investigate Wen Youchi, and She Zhun sent him more detailed information, but She Zhun couldn't help but say disappointedly: "I've dug three feet into the ground, but this person really There is no big reason, it is easy to depose his son, but it will not hurt the Wen family's roots."
Yan Sikong quickly flipped through the thick stack of documents, and if She Zhun couldn't see the way, he might not be able to. But after flipping through it quickly, he concealed his thoughts and frowned.
She Zhun said, "How about it? Why don't I poison him to death."
"No, Shangshu Mansion is not a place where you can come and go freely. Besides, if he is killed, the court will definitely do its best to track him down. I'm afraid you won't be able to hide your identity."
"Then what should we do? With Wenyou here, your little prince will be abolished sooner or later."
Yan Sikong slowly clenched his fists, suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, he hurriedly opened the file, searched for a long time, and finally found the ink words that had just slipped under his nose.
"Have you found anything?"
Yan Sikong was stunned for a moment, then slowly, slowly revealed a sinister smile: "Wen Youchi, your official career is coming to an end."
"What did you find?" She Zhun leaned over, looked at the page carefully, and suddenly realized.
Yan Sikong put away the scroll: "I'm going to find Fengye, be careful when you go back."
"Wait." She Zhun narrowed his eyes, with a trace of anger in them, "The little prince humiliated you in Baisheng Tower, and it has spread throughout the capital. This person is so reckless and stupid, how dare you fight with him?" plot."
Yan Sikong took a deep breath: "I have my own discretion in matters between us." After saying that, he was about to leave.
She Zhun grabbed him and stared into his eyes: "Do you have a sense of propriety? You like him, do you think I can't see it!"
Yan Sikong shook off his arm, his eyes were firm: "In my heart, there is nothing more important than revenge, so I have a sense of proportion."
Holding back her anger, She Zhun said provocatively: "If he knew what kind of person you are, would he still be infatuated with you?"
"He knows." Yan Sikong replied without hesitation.
She Zhun stared straight at her eyes: "What do you mean? You told him everything?"
"He first found you in Jingzhou, and then learned from General Zhao Fuyi that Ge Zhong was the censor who unjustly killed my father. He is not a fool." Yan Sikong said coldly, "She Zhun, do you meddle too much?" Well, as long as I give you enough money, as long as I can kill Xie Zhongren, you don't need to worry about the rest."
She Zhun said coldly: "Nanyu, you originally had no weaknesses, but now you have made many mistakes that you shouldn't have made because of this person, don't blame me for not reminding you, sooner or later he will ruin your event, and may even ruin you."
Yan Sikong said in a deep voice: "No one can destroy me." No one can destroy a person who is already fragmented.
—
Yan Sikong asked Ali to quietly inform Yan Zilian and Feng Ye of their secret meeting in that small teahouse. However, he asked Feng Ye to come half an hour earlier.
They wouldn't meet here if it wasn't for something important. As soon as Feng Yeren arrived, he asked eagerly, "What did you find? Where's Mr. Yan Ge?"
"He hasn't come yet. I want to tell you about this first."
Feng Ye frowned: "Why?"
"I'm afraid you won't agree, so I'll discuss it with you first, but whether you agree or not, this is the best way."
Feng Ye asked suspiciously: "About Wen Youchi? Tell me."
Yan Sikong flipped through the information She Zhun had given him, found that page, and handed it to Feng Ye.
"Is this from She Zhun?" Feng Ye reluctantly accepted it.
"Why not be convinced, it is true that the Feng family is good at fighting, but She Zhun is a good player in this area."
Feng Ye snorted coldly, looked at that page, and after hastily scanning it, he slowly looked at Yan Sikong: "Do you want to..."
"Yes." Yan Sikong said expressionlessly, "Wenyou is over sixty years old, and his old father is already an octogenarian (reading the hat) and has been sick and paralyzed in bed for a long time. Now he is unconscious and exhausted. If he dies, Wen Youchi will return to his hometown Ding You according to the law for three years, three years is enough to turn the world upside down."
Feng Ye narrowed his eyes: "You're going to kill his old father."
"Why, can't you bear it?" Yan Sikong had no expression on his face, "A dying person who is suffering from pain and pain, let's help him escape."
Feng Ye covered the scroll, remained silent, and his face was a little gloomy.
Yan Sikong looked at the moonlight outside the window, and said lightly: "When I was young, I was studying, and the sage said, 'If you do an unrighteous thing, you can win the world by killing an innocent person, you can do nothing'. I used to believe in this sentence. " He smiled, "Looking at it now, it's so ridiculous. How did this rich and fertile country come about? It was stolen by stepping on other people's corpses."
Feng Ye said in a deep voice: "What if the emperor seizes love?"
"No, let's talk about Wen Weixi first. Your Majesty may not hold him accountable, but he will be criticized and his reputation will be damaged. At this time, his old father died of illness, and he will have to discuss the ancestral system and the law." Return home Ding You, if His Majesty asks him to stay, the ministers will definitely not agree."
Feng Ye said again: "Will Yan Zilian agree?"
Yan Sikong smiled: "If I think he won't agree, I won't discuss it with him. I'm afraid he will suspect me of cheating behind his back. As a teacher, I can't bear his disciples getting out of his control."
Feng Ye threw the information back to Yan Sikong: "Are you going to ask She Zhun to do it?"
"Don't let him know about She Zhun's existence." Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye, "You need to send someone to handle this matter."
Feng Ye's face was cold and hard: "Okay."
At this time, Yan Zilian arrived as expected, he looked at the two of them with a strange look in his eyes, Yan Sikong looked as usual.
After some courtesies, Yan Sikong told the story.
Yan Zilian frowned, thought for a long time, and said: "This plan is feasible."
Feng Ye and Yan Sikong looked at each other.
"This plan works." Yan Zilian stood up and paced back and forth in the room, "We can definitely get rid of Wen Youchi quietly."
"The prince will send someone to handle this matter, but Wen Weixi's matter will depend on the teacher."
Feng Ye lowered his eyes and acquiesced.
Yan Zilian took a deep breath: "Okay."
Yan Sikong could see that Yan Zilian also had a guilty conscience, but that was all.
After Yan Zilian left, Yan Sikong approached Feng Ye and said softly, "I can also ask She Zhun to do it."
"No need." Feng Ye's eyes were cold and arrogant, "Could it be that I am in your heart, would you care about the kindness of a woman?"
"I don't think so."
Feng Ye turned to him: "Get rid of Wen Youchi, and Elder Yan Ge will nominate a new Minister of the Ministry of War. At present, the suitable candidate, who has my father, is easier to deal with than Wen Youchi, that's the only way , in order to keep Datong’s military expenses.”
"That's right." Yan Sikong stroked Feng Ye's face lightly, "Dasheng Jiangshan cannot live without the Datong line of defense, and the Datong line of defense cannot live without the Feng family army."