After meeting Yun Long, Yan Sikong already had an idea in his mind and needed to discuss it with Feng Ye, but his servants told him that Feng Ye had gone to see Xiao Shizi.
When Yan Sikong found Fengye, he was standing in front of the small wooden bed, watching him motionless.
Hearing footsteps, Feng Ye looked up at Yan Sikong and motioned him to come over.
Yan Sikong walked over quietly, and in the small wooden bed, he saw a sleeping, little baby. His eyelids were red and swollen, obviously he had just cried, and Feng Ye could be vaguely seen on his delicate face. When Tian grows up, he must also have a good appearance that reverses all living beings.
Feng Ye said softly: "He was still awake just now, he was not afraid of me at all, he called me Dad..." His eyes gradually dimmed, "Then he asked me for my brother and mother."
Yan Sikong sighed lightly: "Let the princess come and see the prince."
Feng Ye said coldly: "She has already given away Ze'er, how dare I hand over Yue'er to her?"
"In any case, she is Shizi's biological mother, and Shizi needs a mother right now."
"She'll be gone soon, and I'm going to divorce her."
"...Let's go back and talk, don't wake Shizi up."
When the two returned to the room, Feng Ye asked, "What did you talk to her about?"
Yan Sikong took a deep breath, stared at Feng Ye, and said, "You should also understand in your heart that it is almost impossible for us to take your Highness back."
Feng Ye lowered his eyes and remained silent.
"If you and I were Na Dahan, we would definitely seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and use your strength to strengthen ourselves. He will not return His Highness."
"I have sent someone to Chahar." Feng Ye said in a deep voice.
"It's useless." Yan Sikong shook his head and sighed, "You are in a clear mind."
Feng Ye clenched his fists, his expression was condensed, and he was not angry.
"The matter has come to this point, let's accept it." Yan Sikong said, "Maybe your little highness can really bring peace to the border for a hundred years, maybe this is the inherent mission of the descendants of the Feng family."
Feng Ye closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "He can't walk yet, we have never met before."
"He will not only learn to walk, but also learn to wield a knife and a gun, ride a horse and shoot an arrow, just like you. One day, you will meet each other."
Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong: "If this is really his destiny, then my son will become the king of Mongolia."
Yan Sikong also looked at Feng Ye: "Feng Ye, you swore that you would never enter the Central Plains in this life."
"Yes, but will Chen Kui let me go?" Feng Ye narrowed his eyes, "Will he honestly let me take charge of the four prefectures in the northern border? If one day, he uses the power of the Central Plains to attack me, how can I be helpless?" Prepare."
"I know." Yan Sikong said heavily, "If we can unite with Mongolia, we can bring real peace to the border and protect ourselves, but you must always remember the oath you made, if Chen Kui doesn't offend you, you Never offend him."
Feng Ye stared into Yan Sikong's eyes, and said solemnly: "If people don't offend me, I won't offend others."
Yan Sikong took a deep breath. As Yun Long said, there must be a battle between the Chen family and the Feng family, even if this generation is temporarily harmonious because of mutual fear, the next generation, the next generation, will eventually unify the country, and their ambitions are boundless.
Feng Ye said again: "Even so, I never thought of sacrificing my son. I can't forgive Yun Longzhi for what he did. I want to..."
"You can't divorce her." Yan Sikong said.
Feng Ye stared straight at Yan Sikong: "Why did you help her?"
"She is meaningless to me, why should I help her, I am for you." Yan Sikong said seriously, "Divorcing her, besides allowing you to vent your anger, is there any benefit? You married King Yong, It is to help each other in the same boat, one prospers all, one loses all, if they turn against each other at this time, it is very likely to be used by Chen Kui, and the son is so young, how can he not have a mother."
"She personally sent her son to the barbarians as a hostage. How can such a person be a mother?"
"But Yunlong is the biological mother of the son after all. When the son grows up, how can you make him face? Besides, the little highness is now in Chahar, and the only person who can rely on him is Sa Ren. She and Sa Ren have a good relationship on the surface. It is very useful." Yan Sikong said, "If you let their father and daughter go, not only can you easily take back the military power in the hands of King Yong, but you can also make him completely determined to use it for you."
Feng Yehan made a face, and shook his head: "I spared their lives, it is the utmost benevolence."
"If I can't persuade you, General Feng will return to Datong soon. If you divorce your wife, what will happen to him?"
Feng Ye's face changed slightly. He knew that Feng Changyue would never agree to his divorce. He gave up the capital for Liaodong, which made Feng Changyue extremely disappointed. Even though Feng Changyue was only the adopted son of his Feng family, he was his only one after all. Elder, when he thought of facing Feng Changyue, his head hurt more than the wound in his chest.
Yan Sikong said softly: "The marriage of aristocratic families is actually an alliance. Allies may not always be satisfactory, but as long as they are useful, they are easily unbreakable."
He thought of the sour feeling in his heart a few years ago when he first heard that Feng Ye was going to marry a wife, but now his heart has calmed down, one is because he doesn't want to be emotional anymore, and the other is because he has clearly seen these reasons The "husband and wife" born by Li Er have nothing to do with love at all, he and Wan Yang, Chen Kui and Princess Chu, Feng Ye and Yun Long are all like this. There are a few born rich daughters who, like Wan Yang, can abandon the glory, wealth and supreme respect, and wander the rivers and lakes with their beloved ones. Although Yunlong did not accept her fate easily, she inevitably went to the other extreme.
Hearing this, Feng Ye frowned deeply.
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Two days later, Feng Changyue returned to Datong with the army, and Chen Yu finally fulfilled his life's wish and entered the capital. When he gets a firm foothold, he will announce to the world that Dasheng has a new king from then on, and the four prefectures in the northern border have new kings.
Feng Ye personally greeted Feng Changyue in front of the mansion, but when Feng Changyue saw him, he sighed heavily, turned his head and left, Feng Ye stood where he was, with a sad expression on his face.
Yan Sikong looked at Feng Changyue's gray temples and slightly hunched back, he seemed to be much older than the last time he saw him, and felt a little moved in his heart.
That night, Feng Ye and Feng Changyue had a long talk in the closed room, and heard from the servants outside the house that they had several big disputes.
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Yan Sikong was overwhelmed with worries and couldn't sleep all night, finally fell asleep, and this time he fell asleep until the sun was up.
After he woke up, the maid had been waiting for a long time, and when she was serving him to wash up, she told him that Feng Ye was waiting for him.
He hastily washed and changed his clothes, and went to see Feng Ye.
Feng Ye obviously hadn't slept all night, his eyes were light blue and his expression was tired. As soon as the two met, he didn't wait for Yan Sikong to ask what he and Feng Changyue had talked about, and said first, "Follow me out of the city."
"Out of town? What to do?"
"Take Hun'er up the mountain." Feng Ye said, "I'll just go to Master Denghai, today is an auspicious day."
"it is good."
When the two of them left the mansion, Yan Sikong saw the guards leading Zuihong over, he frowned and said, "Fengye, your injury has been repeated for the past two days, now..."
"I don't want to ride in a carriage anymore." While speaking, he had already got on the horse. Although his movements were still not as smooth as before, compared to his weak appearance when he was injured and couldn't even get out of bed, Feng Ye finally found the wolf king again. prestige.
Yan Sikong also had no choice but to get on the horse, and on the accompanying carriage sat a coffin made of black rosewood, with a wolf totem engraved on it.
Yan Sikong took a deep look at the coffin, and said silently in his heart: "Hun'er, I'm here to see you on your way."
A group of people walked out of the city in a mighty manner.
Feng Ye and Yan Sikong rode their horses forward, and Feng Ye was very silent along the way.
Yan Sikong waited for a long time, but Feng Ye didn't take the initiative to say anything to him, so he asked: "You and General Feng talked all night long, do you have any resolution?"
"Take back King Yong's military power, and uncle will still be in charge of Datong, but he will not be held accountable for what King Yong and his sons did in Datong." Feng Ye said.
Yan Sikong had anticipated this in his heart: "There are more."
"He doesn't allow me to divorce my wife." Feng Ye's thin lips were slightly pursed, and anger rolled between his teeth.
"General Feng is naturally..."
"But I divorced her anyway."
"What?!" Yan Sikong suddenly turned his head to look at Feng Ye, and said anxiously, "You..."
"I went to see her early in the morning." Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong quietly, "I gave her the letter of divorce myself. I will preserve the identity and face of Princess Zhenbei for her, so that she will still I can enjoy all the glory and wealth, but from now on I will never meet her in life and die at the same time.”
Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye in surprise.
Feng Ye laughed mockingly: "Do you know what she said to me?"
"..."
"She still persuaded me to support Ze'er to become the Mongolian king. She said that I am still young, and in my lifetime, I should go back to the Central Plains to raise my ambitions as an emperor. If she is not a woman, she should be a troublemaker just because of her background and ambition. A character." Feng Yedan said, "It's also fortunate that she is a woman, otherwise she is so eager for quick success, she would probably be a short-lived ghost."
Yan Sikong let out a long breath: "Alright."
Feng Ye took a deep look at Yan Sikong: "Kong'er, do you really not care at all?"
"...what are you referring to?"
"You asked knowingly."
Yan Sikong pondered for a moment: "I just want you to secure the throne of Zhenbei King, who has four prefectures, and nothing else matters."
Feng Ye tightened his grip on the reins: "Could it be that in your eyes, only power is really left?"
Yan Sikong remained silent.