The short moment when the two of them looked at each other was full of undercurrents, and I don't know how many thousands of thoughts were intertwined between the flashes of light and flint.
Both the teacher and the student obviously wanted to say something, but they didn't dare to rush forward after careful consideration.
Yan Sikong knew that Yan Zilian no longer trusted him, and he could tell that he was more inclined towards Feng Ye, but since the two of them had roughly the same purpose, it didn't matter for now.
It's just that he was trying to figure out what Yan Zilian was thinking, and Yan Zilian was also thinking about his, so it was really troublesome.
Yan Sikong paused: "Master, are you afraid that King Jingyuan will resist the decree?"
"I was worried once, and His Majesty was also worried once." Yan Zilian said, "So Your Majesty asked me to persuade the general."
Yan Sikong threw the problem back: "Teacher really wants to persuade General Feng to obey the order?"
Yan Zilian shook his head: "We can't let Xie Zhongren succeed."
"Since this is the case, let's find a way together to make His Majesty change his mind."
Yan Zilian sighed, "It's difficult."
"Teacher... do you have a good plan?" Yan Sikong asked cautiously.
Yan Zilian was silent for a long time: "The best compromise is probably that Datong will reduce its military equipment by 100,000, and must not transfer troops."
"Teacher, is this really a compromise? This is completely hurtful. If it is true, we will have no capital to fight against the eunuchs."
"Then what can you do?"
Yan Sikong put his hands into his sleeves, sat in front of him, pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Say it, I can see it in your eyes, you can say whatever you want, or... what did Feng Ye reveal to you?"
Hearing this, Yan Sikong shook his head: "The student has a plan, but he dare not tell anyone, even if he just thinks about it in his head, he would tremble."
"What's the plan?"
Yan Sikong stood up, knelt down in front of Yan Zilian with a thud, put his head on the ground, and said in a low voice: "If the student speaks out, it will be treasonous, and this plan is very dangerous. If it fails, everything will be lost. The teacher can be a good teacher." A student who speaks nonsense is not punished for the crime of a student."
Yan Zilian stood up, helped Yan Sikong up from the ground, he sighed and said: "It's already this time, how can I punish you, there are only you and me here, you are my disciple, if you are rebellious, I can't escape the responsibility, so you can say it."
Yan Sikong took a deep breath, his face was a little pale, this was not pretending, he said in a low voice: "Your Majesty is benevolent, he is definitely not a suspicious person by nature, the reason why he is so afraid of King Jingyuan is really the result of Xie Zhongren's slander , including the position of crown prince, if Concubine Wen Gui often blows the pillow, Your Majesty will not disobey the meaning of the Empress Dowager. The reason why the court is in today's situation is all because of the traitors and deceits. As long as the traitors are eradicated, the world will be peaceful , The prosperity of all nations coming to court will surely reappear."
Yan Zilian nodded solemnly.
"But these traitors are deeply favored by the Holy One. Even if we cut off the eunuch's wings again and again, as long as the holy family is still there, we will not be able to shake his foundation. Now, we can't find a good opportunity to knock him down, but he It has forced us to nowhere to retreat, and we may not be able to eradicate rape and evil by ordinary means."
"Then you mean..."
"Kill him." Yan Sikong's tone revealed a murderous look.
Yan Zilian shook his head, "He is in a heavily guarded palace, and he is protected by experts when he enters and exits. It is extremely difficult to kill him. Do you think we have never sent assassins? It is useless."
"It's not about assassinating him. Even if the assassination is successful, he is the only one killed, and the eunuchs are still there. His Majesty must issue an order to punish him, search for his henchmen, and catch them all."
"How could His Majesty kill him?"
Yan Sikong took a deep breath: "Your Majesty is going to hold a winter hunt at the royal hunting ground..."
Yan Zilian stared straight.
Yan Sikong paused, looking at Yan Zilian quietly.
Yan Zilian turned his back, paced back and forth in the room a few steps: "Go ahead."
"During the winter hunting, His Majesty will take him away from the imperial city. According to the usual practice in previous years, he will only take five thousand guards. In the Mawei Post mutiny, Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty killed Yang Guozhong and forced the imperial concubine to death to save the Li family. We can also follow suit. I want His Majesty to kill Xie Zhongren, who has harmed the country and the people, and deceived the emperor!"
After Yan Sikong finished speaking in one breath, his whole body was icy cold. He knew that every word he uttered would bring about a catastrophe of genocide, and also cause a great event to be recorded in the annals of history.
Moreover, he also lied to Yan Zilian.
If Yan Zilian agrees after weighing it, then Feng Jianping will be the one who raises the army, but not only Xie Zhongren will be killed, but the throne will also be given up by this stupid king!
He knew that Yan Zilian would never agree to force the palace to become Zen, but without Yan Zilian's assistance, it would not be possible. Now it depends on whether Yan Zilian will believe him.
Yan Zilian's gray and white eyebrows were almost drawn into a line, his complexion was heavy, and there was even fine sweat on his forehead.
Yan Sikong also looked at him nervously.
After a while, Yan Zilian whispered, "Have you discussed this matter with Feng Ye?"
Yan Sikong shook his head resolutely: "Students dare not say anything."
Yan Zilian said sharply, "What if General Feng disagrees? This one is not good, and he is a traitor who has been infamous through the ages."
"Student... not sure." Yan Sikong felt his palms were wet and his heart was beating wildly, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. Yan Zilian's last words were to test whether Feng Jianping might seize the opportunity to usurp the throne.
Yan Zilian started pacing again, and the usually calm and composed veteran of the two dynasties seemed very anxious at this moment.
Yan Sikong stood aside, not daring to show his air.
He knows success or failure is in one stroke.
Yan Zilian turned around abruptly, gritted his teeth and said, "If, if you and Feng Ye can convince General Feng...then come to me."
Yan Sikong trembled with excitement, he knelt on the ground again, and said in a trembling voice: "Teacher, no matter what the ending is, after a hundred years, Shibi will definitely live up to your name of loyalty!"
Yan Zilian's eye circles were slightly wet: "I am willing to give up my fame before and after my life, and I only wish to return my Dasheng to a peaceful and prosperous life."
Yan Sikong kowtowed vigorously to Yan Zilian three times, it was his guilt towards Yan Zilian. Then, he raised his head, stood up, and slowly backed away with a firm and cold gaze.