Yan Sikong returned home so early, and he still had a strange look on his face, which made Ali alert, and asked him what was wrong with gestures.
Yan Sikong sat in the chair for a while, calmed down, and then said: "Ali, Yeli, the courtesan of Tinglange, is not an ordinary woman, she may be able to kung fu, find someone to find out about her." After he finished speaking, He took the refreshment box on the table, and there was another hidden compartment under the compartment. When the hidden compartment was opened, there was a row of white silver ingots. He took out a silver ingot and threw it to Ali.
Ali stretched out his hand to catch it firmly, but did not move, still looking at Yan Sikong.
Yan Sikong also looked at him: "What's wrong?"
Ali asked him if something was wrong.
Yan Sikong said: "It's okay, I just drank some wine and my stomach is cold, please make me a pot of tea."
Ali nodded and turned around.
Only then did Yan Sikong lean back in the chair lazily, staring blankly at the wall, recalling what happened today in his mind.
After calming down, think carefully, could Feng Ye's appearance today be testing him? But what to test him for
In short, he wouldn't believe that Feng Ye was attracted to him just because of a little friendship from his childhood sweetheart, plus the few contacts these days. When an ordinary man sees a beautiful woman, whether he can move his heart is second. There is no doubt that he moves his "body". How much difference does it make when someone looks for flowers and asks Liu, it's just that the object is not a woman.
Yan Sikong was a little annoyed, not just because he was offended, but also because Fengye might ruin his affairs, whether it was emotional or lustful, he tried his best to avoid it, and the intersection with Fengye was completely out of his Prediction made him lose his grip on the rein for a while.
He calmed down and warned himself not to mess up his position because of these extraneous matters, and when he needed stability, he should not move like a mountain.
He got up and went to the study, prepared paper and ink, and started painting.
In a few days, it will be the emperor's birthday, and because he was promoted to attend the crown prince, he was also honored to be invited to the birthday banquet. To attend the banquet, he naturally had to prepare gifts.
For a petty official like him, the congratulatory gifts are just standard, the emperor sits on a boundless country, even if he has a lot of money, he may not be able to give away things that go in and out of the dragon's eyes, let alone with his salary, he shouldn't be able to give away any rare treasures.
As a result, many civil servants from humble backgrounds like him would present poems, calligraphy and paintings.
It is difficult for him to sleep tonight, so let's prepare for the birthday gift.
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The next morning, Yan Sikong was woken up by Ali.
Last night, when he drew until Yinshi, he was so sleepy that he went back to his room to rest. When Ali woke him up, he was so tired that he didn't even want to open his eyes.
"I feel uncomfortable staying up all night, so I don't need breakfast." Yan Sikong muttered in a low voice, turned over and planned to continue sleeping.
But Ali persistently shook his shoulders, babbling.
Yan Sikong turned around: "What's the matter?" Seeing Ali's gesture, his sleepy eyes that could not be opened suddenly widened, "The coachman from Fengfu is here again?"
Ali nodded, with a reluctant expression on his face.
"Send him away." Yan Sikong buried his face in the quilt impatiently, but he was completely sleepy.
Ali paced around the bed for a few steps before backing out.
Yan Sikong hesitated for a moment, sighed heavily, got off the bed, hurriedly put on his coat, and went out.
Walking to the gate, I saw Ali struggling to communicate with the coachman Xiaoliu.
Xiao Liu stood still inside the door persistently, Ali had already intended to close the door violently, seeing Yan Sikong, Xiao Liu immediately respectfully said: "Master Yan, my family invites you to come to our house for a gathering."
Yan Sikong's face was dark: "Do you know what time it is? Early in the morning, what are you gathering for?" Thinking of the conversation between him and Feng Ye in the carriage last night, which the person in front of him could hear clearly, he felt awkward.
"The prince said that he wants to take Master Yan to ride a horse."
Yan Sikong patiently said: "I was drunk last night and felt a little unwell, let's try another day."
Xiao Liu bent his body even lower: "My family's eldest son said that if I can't invite Mrs. Yan, he will come to invite you in person."
For a moment, Yan Sikong felt that there was a heel in his brain that was throbbing. He took a deep breath: "You wait."
"yes."
Yan Sikong turned around and went back to the room to wash up.
He imagined countless obstacles and troubles that he would encounter in the officialdom in the capital, but he never thought that it would be related to Fengyue, which was really embarrassing.
And he couldn't offend Fengye, he couldn't find out Fengye's bottom line now, this person is wild and unruly, if he is provoked, he will be bitten back, it is really not worth it.
After washing up, he got into Xiaoliu's carriage and headed to Prince Jingyuan's residence. The two lived not far apart, sitting on the Yoyo carriage, not long after, they could already see the majestic palace.
Because King Jingyuan has been guarding the border all year round, most of his family members have moved to Datong. His mother Princess Pei An passed away two years ago, and he was not allowed to return to Beijing. Now, in the Fengfu, except for Fengye, there are only a few insignificant cousins and foreign relatives. Honey, it's no wonder that Feng Ye was called back to Beijing as a hostage.
Thinking of this deep house compound, Feng Ye must be very lonely, accompanied by strange relatives and servants whom he has never seen since childhood.
Yan Sikong mocked, but loneliness is not an excuse to trouble others.
After getting off the carriage, Uncle Xue was waiting at the door, looking at him with a smile: "Good day, Lord Yan, please come in, Lord Yan."
Yan Sikong said bluntly: "Has your Royal Highness Sealed Soul been tied up?"
Xue Bo smiled and said: "His Royal Highness Fenghun is not in the mansion anymore." He led Yan Sikong into the house, "Actually, it doesn't need to be tied."
Yan Sikong breathed a sigh of relief: "Where did you go?"
"My son brought it to Jingshan." Xue Bo smiled, "He is planning to take you to Jingshan."
Yan Sikong frowned and looked at him: "I'm busy with business, so I don't have time to play."
"This... I heard that the revision of history has ended, Mr. Yan should rest for a few days, right?"
Just as Yan Sikong was about to say something, Feng Ye came out of the house, and when he saw Yan Sikong, his eyes lit up undisguisedly: "Look at the black and blue around your eyes, did you not sleep well?"
Yan Sikong cupped his hands, and said coldly: "Last night, it rained a lot and the wind was very violent. It was very disturbing, and it was really difficult to sleep."
Everyone knows that the weather is sunny these days, where is the rain coming from? Yan Sikong is obviously mocking Fengye's "annoyance", but he doesn't care at all: "Have you had breakfast yet?"
"have eaten."
Feng Ye looked at him carefully: "I think you haven't eaten, and you don't have the energy to speak." He dragged the person into the house, "Come here, have a bowl of porridge."
Yan Sikong was really hungry, so he didn't refuse.
Feng Ye ordered someone to serve breakfast again, then sat aside and watched Yan Sikong.
Yan Sikong ate two mouthfuls and asked: "Xue Bo said you want to take me to Jingshan?"
"Well, the scenery there is beautiful, and there are pastures where you can run horses. Today's weather is suitable for outings."
Yan Sikong said calmly, "If I don't want to go."
Feng Ye laughed and said, "It's up to you."
"It's not a gentleman's work to force others to make things difficult for the son of the world."
"I'm not a gentleman, I'm just a warrior." Feng Ye lazily said, "I said before, call me by my name, if you call me wrong again, I will punish you."
Yan Sikong pursed his lips: "You rely on your power to act recklessly, you are no longer just a 'non-gentleman'."
Feng Ye narrowed his eyes: "If you think this way, then you don't understand what power is at all."
Yan Sikong frowned slightly, although he was reluctant, he agreed with what Feng Ye said in his heart.
Power can act arbitrarily, and as much power as it has, it can act arbitrarily.
Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong's worried expression, laughed loudly and said, "Look at you, you look like a good woman who is being bullied by bullies. I'm not a disciple. If you don't want to, can I rape you? But , I want you by my side."
Yan Sikong's chest trembled slightly. For a moment, he seemed to have touched something deep in Feng Ye's heart, but it was just a fleeting thought, and disappeared without a trace.
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After dinner, the two got into the carriage.
Feng Ye did not know where to take out an extremely exquisitely carved object, a long tube about the thickness of a forearm and as long as a forearm, and he stuffed it into Yan Sikong's hand: "Look in from this end."
Yan Sikong looked at that thing suspiciously, he had never seen it before, it was heavy in his hand, it must be covered with copper.
"Look quickly." Feng Ye urged excitedly.
Yan Sikong looked in from the plug, and there were several copper mirrors in a circle, with gemstones of various colors scattered in the middle, through the reflection of the copper mirrors, those precious gemstones would form layers Layer upon layer of gorgeous patterns, like clusters of flowers, changed into another pattern immediately after a slight shake, very delicate.
"this is… "
"This thing is called a kaleidoscope." Feng Ye said, "Yesterday I went to the palace to pay my respects to Concubine Xian, and what she gave me was a royal gift."
That Concubine Xian is Feng Jianping's biological sister, Feng Ye's aunt, who gave birth to a princess for the emperor.
Yan Sikong praised: "This object is exquisitely crafted. I don't know which craftsman has such talent."
"She didn't say that, I just think it looks good and fun." Feng Ye said, "I gave it to you."
Yan Sikong hurriedly said: "This is a gift from the emperor, I can't take it." Then he returned it.
Feng Ye pushed over again: "I said I would give it to you, and I will give it to you. There are so many gadgets in the house, I can give you whatever you like."
Yan Sikong had no choice but to accept it: "Shi... If you still want to save me some noodles, this is the only one."
Feng Ye looked at him with a smile, and there was an indescribable innocence in his eyes: "I said, I will treat you well."