Feng Ye used a strong crossbow and tamed a fierce horse in the spring hunting, and he stole the limelight. He also got a rare horse, which made people quite jealous. He should also sigh with emotion, "a tiger father has no dog son".
But Feng Ye is still the same, he doesn't make friends with others, even like a daughter in a boudoir, he almost doesn't leave the door, he is so arrogant and perverse, people who want to talk to him will shy away.
After that day, Yan Sikong gave up the idea of meeting Fengye. This little wolf king is a beast that is difficult to control. Every step he takes is carefully considered. Self-defeating.
Moreover, Feng Ye was the last remaining thought in his heart, and he would rather this thought only existed in memory.
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After one month, Emperor Zhaowu couldn't stand the criticism from all the officials, and held another sutra banquet. In this way, under mutual compromise, there was a tacit understanding between the monarch and his ministers.
This time, Yan Zilian changed two lecturers, both of whom were newly promoted to the Imperial Academy, and their performance was remarkable, but when compared with Shen Hexuan and Yan Sikong, they stood out from each other. Even Emperor Zhaowu asked, "What Where did Yan Sikong who can tell anecdotes about unofficial history go?"
Seeing a bright future, the two stand out among the concubines and editors in the Imperial Academy, while Yan Sikong is easier to get close to, so there are occasional drinking sessions. But whoever invites can go, and whoever invites has to decline with excuses, he weighs it clearly in his heart.
The two major factions in the court, one is the eunuch headed by Xie Zhongren, and the other is the family headed by Yan Zilian. They have been fighting openly and secretly for more than ten years. Under the shadow of invisible swords and swords, the blood and ideals of countless people are being swayed. It is the unarmed people who suffer, and this is far from over.
Although he is Yan Zilian's student, he is very soft-spoken, it is not his turn to stand in line, and no one takes him seriously, but when he may become the emperor or prince's attendant, it is different, he must choose carefully Who to make friends with should neither make Yan Zilian feel worried, nor make the eunuchs feel obvious threats. These days, he has to think twice about even saying a word in the Hanlin Academy, because there are many people here who belong to the eunuch party and have many eyes and ears.
Recently, under the leadership of Huo Li, a scholar of Longtuge University, they compiled a new history. In order to finish it before the emperor's birthday, they stayed up late into the night every day, feeling very tired.
After finishing a volume, Yan Sikong bid farewell to his colleagues and planned to go home and sleep.
His salary was meager and he couldn't afford to hire a coachman, so he had to walk home. Fortunately, the mansion he rented was not far from the imperial city, and if he walked quickly, he could get home in half an hour.
It was already dark in the capital, and there were almost no pedestrians on the street, and sometimes the imperial guards patrolled past.
Yan Sikong walked across the street, turned into an alley, and within a short distance, he felt someone following him.
He took a deep breath and continued walking forward calmly. It had just rained lightly in the city, and there were many puddles on the road. He glanced casually, and saw a waning moon hanging high above the water, and at the same time, a black shadow flashed behind.
Yan Sikong frowned, suddenly stopped, and said loudly: "Who is your Excellency? It's too dishonorable to hide and hide."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a tremor in the air behind him. Without even thinking about it, he suddenly turned around, swung the oil lamp and hit the person behind him. At the same time, he took a step forward and punched the person in the chest.
The man was covered in black clothes, under the dark night, he couldn't even tell the difference between male and female, but his figure should be a man. The two made a silent move in the dark alley.
Yan Sikong realized that this person was not a robber, and he didn't want his life. He had reservations about his moves, so he couldn't figure out what the other person was. He just wanted to tear off the mask to find out. , were all avoided, this person is not shallow, I am afraid that he is not an opponent.
Suddenly, the two of them heard a group of footsteps from across the street at the same time, which should be the guards on night patrol.
Yan Sikong opened his mouth and was about to shout, but the other party suddenly stretched out his arms and threw a strange-smelling thing on his nose and mouth without warning.
Yan Sikong opened the lump suddenly, but it was too late, he sucked in a big mouthful, suddenly his tongue became numb, dizzy, his whole body started to spin around in place, and finally his legs gave way, and he fell to the ground.
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A ray of sunlight happened to hit Yan Sikong's face, his eyelids trembled, his eyes were irritated, and he opened them a thin slit with difficulty.
He unconsciously covered his eyes with his hands and turned over. After a moment of silence, he suddenly turned over in horror and looked around vigilantly.
This is a rather spacious and elegant bedroom. Just from the expensive wood, it can be seen that the owner is wealthy, not to mention the washbasins placed casually beside the bed, they are all made of thick red copper.
This is where
Yan Sikong really couldn't figure out what was going on, could his identity be discovered? Impossible, he spent a lot of money to forge his identity, even to learn unfamiliar dialects and change his accent, even if he sent someone to investigate, it would be perfect, not to mention what value does he have to be investigated now
Yan Sikong turned over and got out of bed, picked up the treasured knife on the table, took it out of its sheath and saw that it was not sharpened, but it was better than nothing. He opened the door with a knife and planned to go out to find out.
As soon as he opened the door, he backed away in fright.
Outside the door of the house, in the courtyard, there is a huge beast lying on its stomach!
Taking a closer look, it was a gray-black wolf. It was not that Yan Sikong had never seen a wolf before, but the wolf should not be so huge. The fur in front of him was thick, and his body was as strong as a tiger. The stone table on the side is even bigger!
Yan Sikong only felt that his heart was going to pop out of his throat, he took a step back quietly, trying to close the door silently.
But just as the door was half closed, the wolf suddenly raised its head. It turned out to be a one-eyed wolf with a gold eye patch covering one eye. The next moment, it stood up.
Yan Sikong didn't dare to move.
The wolf shook the hair all over its body, and its one eye was light blue and white, full of chilling killing intent. After standing up, it looked even more majestic, probably as tall as an adult's chest, and its aura was as menacing as hell. brake!
Yan Sikong was really scared, he hadn't been afraid of anything for a long time, he was not afraid of death, but he really didn't want to try the feeling of being torn apart by sharp teeth. He didn't dare to close the door, not to mention the distance, if he could close it, even if he closed it, how could such a thin chaplain block such a beast.
One person and one wolf stared at each other for a while, then the wolf shook off its claws and walked slowly towards Yan Sikong.
Yan Sikong didn't dare to run away, for fear of angering it, he could only step back into the house step by step.
The wolf followed into the house.
Yan Sikong kept backing away until his back pressed against the wall in despair, but the wolf stopped only a foot away from him, watching him quietly with that terrifying one-eyed.
Yan Sikong closed his eyes, clenched the dagger tightly, thinking that if it pounces on him, he will kill it first.
Damn, this knife is not sharpened!
The wolf looked at the prey that had nowhere to escape, but didn't seem to intend to move forward, just staring at it, which was creepy.
One person and one wolf continued to stare wide-eyed and small-eyed in the room. The atmosphere was so strange that it was hard to describe.