After thinking this through, Yan Sikong became more and more angry and worried. The housekeeper had already accepted the gift, and he wanted to return it because he blatantly ignored Xie Zhongren. Moreover, the news of his acceptance of the gift must have spread in Beijing at this time. opened.
Now he can only follow his plan, on the one hand, the ceremony must be withdrawn, on the other hand, he has to personally apologize to that Xie Zhongren, this is the eunuch who forced him to go one step further, there is a reason to meet in private, so it is better to test he.
Yan Sikong's deep-set eyes shone with a strangely cold light in the darkness, and his fists were clenched and rattled. This is the end of the matter, let's go meet his sworn enemy for a while...
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Early the next morning, Yan Sikong brought Ali to the mansion bestowed on him by the emperor, kicked open the door, and strode toward the courtyard.
I saw more than a dozen large nanmu boxes painted red and inlaid with gold placed one after another in the spacious courtyard.
The concierge followed, facing Yan Sikong with a gloomy face, and Ali, who was tall and burly, ugly and frightening, he called out "Young Master" in a low voice timidly.
"Call me Zhao Feng." Yan Sikong's voice was not loud, but he was not angry.
"yes… "
The concierge had just walked two steps, but saw that the butler Zhao Feng had rushed over with two servants, and when he saw Yan Sikong, he bowed his head from a distance: "The young master is back, the old slave is not far away to welcome you."
Yan Sikong squinted his eyes and stared at him, as expected of an eunuch, his hypocritical appearance was even worse than that of the inner eunuch in the palace, it was annoying.
This Zhao Feng was originally a eunuch of the Yumajian, he gave Yan Sikong along with this mansion, he had already expected that this was Xie Zhongren's man, but he didn't expect him to be so courageous.
Yan Sikong said coldly: "Come here, take this rebellious servant down for me."
Zhao Feng's face changed, he probably didn't expect Yan Sikong to come so violently, completely disregarding Xie Zhongren's face, he hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged: "My lord, please calm down, this old slave knows that your lord never refused congratulatory gifts in the past, so he was confused for a moment. So I took it on behalf of the son, the old slave didn't mean it, so the son calmed down, calmed down."
Yan Sikong smiled coldly: "Zhao Feng, you have been in the palace for 30 years, and you have seen more scenes than I have seen in the sun. You will not be able to tell the speed of receiving gifts? As a slave, it is most forbidden to make up your own mind, you dare to accept gifts for me!"
"Sir, calm down, this old slave is confused, this old slave is confused."
Although Zhao Feng had a humble attitude and kowtowed repeatedly, Yan Sikong could see clearly that there was no fear in his eyes, one was that he was young, the other was that he was rewarded by the emperor for his self-respect, and with Xie Zhongren as his backer, it is expected that he would not dare How will you be.
"That's just one of them." Yan Sikong continued, "I told you to guard the congratulatory gifts yourself, even if you lose a penny or a tael, but you leave them in the courtyard overnight, you don't even care about them. My master?!"
"Oh, the old slave is getting old, and he was really sleepy last night, sir, please calm down."
Yan Sikong sternly said: "Take it!"
The servants looked at each other, but no one dared to move.
Zhao Feng also sneaked a glance at Yan Sikong, apparently not paying attention to Yan Sikong.
Yan Sikong gave Ali a wink, and Ali rushed forward without hesitation, pulling Zhao Feng up from the ground, his movements were as sharp as picking up a chicken, and then pulled the red silk tied to the wooden box with one hand. , tied Zhao Feng's hands.
Zhao Feng really panicked: "My lord, my lord, this old slave was confused for a moment, my lord doesn't remember the mistakes of villains."
Yan Sikong said coldly: "As a domestic servant, you commit crimes above and below, and don't take me seriously. If I don't punish you, you will become even more arrogant."
"I don't dare anymore, my lord, calm down." Zhao Feng said urgently, "Old slave... this old slave is a reward from His Majesty, I beg you, for His Majesty's sake and for the sake of Eunuch Xie, please let this old slave go."
As soon as Xie Zhongren was mentioned, Yan Sikong became even more vicious. It was precisely because Zhao Feng was gifted by the emperor, he couldn't drive people away, and the change couldn't be easily let go. Otherwise, when he moved into the new house, he would be raised by his side. A poisonous snake staring at itself all the time. He said angrily: "Because you are the one who was rewarded by His Majesty, I have to distinguish between rewards and punishments. Otherwise, when the princess gets married, there will be no rules and regulations in the house, and I will not have the prestige of the patriarch. How can I explain to the princess and to Your Majesty?" Confession? Ali, family law servants, fight twenty!"
Ali got up and went to look for bamboo sticks.
Zhao Feng realized that Yan Sikong was going to stand up, and he was really scared, and immediately cried and begged.
Ali held a stick in one hand and strode forward, the courtyard was already surrounded by people from the house, and they didn't dare to take a breath. Ali walked closer, turned a deaf ear to Zhao Feng's pleas, raised the bamboo stick high, and drew it towards Zhao Feng's back, waist and buttocks.
Although they are all battalion punishments, the battalion punishments in the family law are naturally not comparable to those in the court and the army. This bamboo stick is thin and flexible, and it is extremely painful to slap people, but it will only hurt the flesh.
Zhao Feng had nowhere to hide, and screamed like a pig being killed.
Yan Sikong stood aside, watching with a blank expression.
The bamboo stick was not only drawn on Zhao Feng's body, but also on Xie Zhongren's face. This action can not only scare Zhao Feng and other people with evil intentions in the family, but also revenge on Xie Zhongren. Returning the congratulatory gift will inevitably be humiliated, and this experience cannot be in vain.
After twenty strokes, Zhao Feng passed out from the pain.
Yan Sikong didn't look at him again, and ordered: "Bring up these congratulatory gifts, where did they come from yesterday, and where do you send them back to me, Ali, you go with them."
Ali nodded.
The servants lowered their brows and eyes in fear, and said in unison: "Yes."
Yan Sikong turned around and left without any hesitation. He was about to enter the palace now, and took the initiative to meet that Xie Zhongren whom he had never said a word to, but who had looked at him head-on once. The most powerful eunuch in Dasheng should be killed Qiandao's traitor—and the enemy he hates most for not being able to eat it alive!
Passing through the corridors and bypassing the courtyards, Yan Sikong, led by the little eunuch, came to the exclusive courtyard in the palace that the emperor rewarded Xie Zhongren. The emperor may or may not know that Xie Zhongren In the city alone, there are three mansions.
After the little inner prisoner went in to report, he led Yan Sikong in.
Although Yan Sikong was already anxious all the way, when his feet really crossed the threshold, his heart trembled more violently, his mind went blank, and he could even feel the cold sweat sliding down his back , even if it is early winter.
It was hatred, but it was also fear. What he feared was not Xie Zhongren, but the painful memories caused by Xie Zhongren.
Thirteen years have passed, and the young man who swore to take revenge has grown into a tenacious young man. At this moment, he finally faces his enemy and the nightmare he has had for thirteen years.
In Yan Sikong's line of sight, finally appeared the old man with gray hair and beard, but gloomy eyes like a falcon version. He walked not fast, but walked steadily. His probing eyes lingered on Yan Sikong, as if he could draw people See through at a glance.
Yan Sikong felt suffocated, as if the blood in his body had been emptied, he shivered from the cold.
Thanks! loyal! Benevolence!