The two drank freely for half the night and chatted about some court affairs. After returning from Lingwu Mountain Villa, their relationship became closer, things that Feng Ye didn't mention easily before, under the ingenious guidance of Jiu and Yan Sikong, he also said a thing or two.
For example, what Yan Sikong most wanted to know was Feng Jianping's power network in the court. On the surface, Feng Jianping doesn't make friends with Beijing and Chinese officials, because it is a taboo for Beijing officials to collude with generals. He already supports soldiers and is afraid of the emperor, so he is careful in everything he does and does not follow the truth. But if it is said that Feng Jianping is really alone in the court, no one will believe that Yan Sikong himself has found some vaguely, and he wants to confirm more.
Feng Jianping was able to drive away the three governors of Datong, and finally held the military and political power in his hands, which was inseparable from his invisible power in the court.
Sure enough, during the conversation, Yan Sikong found out that Feng Jianping had a personal relationship with Liu An, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and had close ties with some officials in Nanzhili and the aristocratic families in Jiangnan.
Yan Sikong thought, if Feng Jianping could support Chen Kui, then Chen Kui's crown prince would be secured.
The reason why Xie Zhongren was able to commit crimes for twenty years was simply because he was the great companion of Emperor Zhaowu, who assisted Emperor Zhaowu in Chongling and was deeply favored. If he lost the emperor's favor, the eunuch party would collapse quickly.
To make Xie Zhongren lose his family, he had to separate him from the emperor, or... change to another emperor.
No matter which route he took, he would try it in order to get there as soon as possible.
The two chatted about the wine for half the night, Feng Ye fell asleep in the guest room.
Yan Sikong sat by the bed, looked at Feng Ye for a long time, couldn't help stretching out his hand, and gently stroked Feng Ye's perfect facial lines with his fingertips.
In fact, he is still a young man ignorant of worldly affairs, Yan Sikong was filled with emotion.
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The next day, Yan Sikong woke up early and prepared breakfast himself.
He went to the guest room to wake Feng Ye up, he called twice, but there was no response.
"Fengye?" Yan Sikong walked over, "Get up and eat."
Feng Ye neither moved nor made a sound.
"Feng Ye?" Yan Sikong walked over and reached out to Feng Ye's shoulder.
His wrist was suddenly grabbed by a strong hand, and in the next moment, he was thrown to the bed and fell into Feng Ye's firm and gentle embrace.
"Haha!" Feng Ye wrapped his hands and feet around him and laughed triumphantly.
Yan Sikong said helplessly: "You are really like a naughty boy."
Feng Ye buried his face in his chest: "I asked you to sleep with me last night, where did you go?"
"Naturally, go back to your own room." Yan Sikong tried to push him away, "Get up, I'm cooking."
"You?" Feng Ye was surprised, "You can cook?"
"What's so difficult about that?"
"Where's your servant?"
"He has developed a rash in the past few days and has been hiding in the room to recuperate."
Feng Ye complained: "I told you earlier, I'll pick you up to live in my house, you're still a Hanlin, it's fine if you don't have a carriage and horses when you travel, but there's only one servant in the house, why is it so shabby."
"My salary is meager, besides, it doesn't affect anything, it's okay." Yan Sikong was a little flustered by Feng Ye's pressure, "Quickly let me go."
"Don't let it go, unless you live in my house."
"Nonsense, I live well here, get up quickly." Yan Sikong struggled vigorously.
He exerted all his strength, and it shouldn't be underestimated. The two of them competed on the curved wooden bed. It was not a good wooden bed. At this moment, following their movements, Feng Ye was twisted by Yan Sikong. The twisted body made him a little restless, he held Yan Sikong's two wrists with one hand, and said in a low voice: "Don't move."
Yan Sikong really didn't dare to move, because he felt something hard and hot on his lower body against his legs.
The eyes of the two collided inadvertently, and the atmosphere was extraordinary for a while.
Feng Ye lowered his head slowly, gently pressed the tip of his nose against Yan Sikong's, and whispered, "I want to kiss you."
Yan Sikong was so nervous that his abdomen was cramped, and his Adam's apple slid with force, and he said solemnly: "Feng Ye, let me go."
Feng Ye's deep and bright pupils stared at Yan Sikong's eyes without blinking, his eyelashes trembled slightly, showing a bit of innocence.
Yan Sikong emphasized his tone: "Let me go."
Feng Ye pouted, let him go in disappointment, and got up from the bed.
Yan Sikong turned over and got off the bed, straightened his clothes, and said nonchalantly, "Get up and eat."
Yan's mansion is simple, and the breakfast is naturally not much richer. Two bowls of clear porridge, three dishes of side dishes, and four meat buns are all that is on the table.
Feng Ye didn't care, he happily did it, and sniffed: "Mmm, it's very fragrant."
"Eat it quickly, or it will be cold."
Feng Ye picked up a fat, steaming steamed bun and took a big bite: "Well, this bun is really delicious, it's a bit like... the blind Zhang's bun you took me to eat when you were young."
Yan Sikong's eyes lit up: "You still remember."
"Of course I remember, you said that your whole family loves to eat, and you took me there specially."
A smile appeared on Yan Sikong's face: "Yes, when I was young, I had nothing to do when I was young, and I even went to learn from Zhang Blind. I can imitate a little bit of the taste, and it is already complete in color and fragrance."
"I don't really remember the taste, I just remember it was very delicious." Feng Ye ate the buns in a few mouthfuls, "Maybe one day, I can go back and savor it."
A trace of sadness flashed across Yan Sikong's face: "I'm afraid, he's already gone."
Feng Ye hurriedly changed the topic: "Is there any more, these few are not enough for me."
"Although you can eat, there are still plenty in the back kitchen."
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After eating breakfast, Feng Ye wanted to invite a good doctor for Ali, but was rejected by Yan Sikong, and asked Yan Sikong to go to his house, but was also rejected, but promised him to accompany him to Chunyulou to listen to music tomorrow .
During the two or three days when Feng Ye was in Beijing, the two met almost every day. Gradually, many people also knew that they were friends, but Yan Sikong did not neglect friends such as Zhou Mixing, Liang Sui, etc., and had a wide range of contacts. In this way, outsiders only thought that he liked to make friends with princes and celebrities, and would not think that he was a friend. The relationship with Fengye is extremely close.
After Feng Ye returned to Jingshan Camp, Ali also came back.
Seeing his calm and determined expression, Yan Sikong knew that the task had been successfully completed, but he couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, because the storm had just begun.
More than a month has passed since Emperor Zhaowu's birthday, and it's autumn in the capital. On the top of Jingshan Mountain, the layers of forests are gradually dyed, emerald green and golden, orange, yellow and vermilion are all over the mountain, and the colorful beauty produced by the alternation of seasons is breathtaking. Feng Ye invited him to Lingwu Villa to enjoy the autumn.
Yan Sikong had originally agreed, but the day before the trip, he received the long-awaited news.
That day, he used to go to the Hanlin Academy, but was called into the house by Yan Zilian with a serious face. In the house, Shen Hexuan had already been waiting by the side with a solemn expression.
Yan Sikong realized something, and said calmly: "Teacher, do you have an order?"
Yan Zilian looked at him sharply: "Who wrote the eleven volumes of the new history?"
Yan Sikong thought for a while: "Liu Zhaolin."
"Recheck, who are the three cores?"
"Re-examination is for students, and three-core is for..." Yan Sikong glanced at Shen Hexuan.
The revision of the history was presided over by Wang Shengsheng. He chose Huo Li, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, who is well-versed in the past and present, as the coordinator. Huo Lili decided the bones and bones of the new history, as well as the year each group was in charge of, and Hanlin people came to fill in the flesh and blood. It is Yan Sikong and others who actually play a key role in reviewing. They will cross-check the content of other people and other groups. It is impossible for Shen Hexuan to read so many books by himself, and only do random checks.
However, once there is a problem with the content, the one from top to bottom cannot be exempted from liability.
Shen Hexuan said in a deep voice: "Teacher, can you read Mr. Cai's repertoire for the students?"
Yan Sikong said anxiously: "Teacher, what happened?"
"This is the memorial of Cai Zhongfan, the imperial censor of Qingyang Xun. It was just delivered to the pavilion today. It was supposed to be submitted to the imperial court today, but I suppressed it, but it can only be suppressed for a day. You can see for yourself." Yan Zilian Throw a piece of melody to them.
Yan Sikong spread out the melody, Shen Hexuan also came over, and read ten lines at a glance, the expressions of both of them changed.
"This..." Sweat broke out on Shen Hexuan's forehead, he knelt on the ground with a pale face, "The student has neglected his duty."
That memorial was Cai Zhongfan’s criticism of a major mistake in the eleventh volume of the newly compiled history. He wrote Zhaowu as “Wu Zhao” with ulterior motives. Although this memorial is not an impeachment memorial, it is very sharp to point the finger at Wang Shengsheng.
Everyone knows that Wu Zhao refers to the two emperors Han Wu and Han Zhao. Originally, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was a wise and powerful emperor, and he could be regarded as an emperor through the ages, but he was so aggressive that he fought for years, and the people were in dire straits. He boasted that Emperor Zhaowu would stop fighting for military affairs and govern with clothes, and made a far-sighted strategy for the peace of the world and the joy of the common people. Are you satirizing Emperor Zhaowu's weakness
As for Emperor Zhao of the Han Dynasty, he was a short-lived emperor, but he was about the same age as Emperor Zhaowu when he came to the throne, both eight years old. Under Cai Zhongfan's murderous pen, he became suspected of being a curse.
The mere upside-down of the two characters is actually used in such a way. The insidiousness of this letter makes people feel chills.
Yan Sikong also knelt down: "Teacher, this... this is just a clerical error, even if Liu Zhaolin had a hundred courage, he would not dare to make a mistake on purpose."
Yan Zilian slapped the case harshly: "Writing wrong is writing wrong, and you guys, if you didn't check the mistakes, what excuses are you looking for!"
The two fell to the ground, not daring to breathe.
The corner of Yan Sikong's mouth gently pulled out a small smile that no one could see.
After a long silence, Yan Zilian said: "Cai Zhongfan has a deep personal grievance with Wang Shengsheng. He was originally the head of the merit examination department of the Ministry of Officials. He was framed by Wang Shengsheng because he did not let Wang Shengsheng's trusted officials pass the examination. Sent to patrol that poor mountain and treacherous place in Qingyang, his official career will be ruined."
Yan Sikong has already found out the grievances between the two of them. The Merit Examination Department of the Ministry of Officials can be said to be the most powerful branch among the six departments. It is in charge of the promotion, appointment and dismissal of officials all over the world. The eunuchs had long coveted this position, and since Cai Zhongfan was not in their favor, they simply planned to "exile" him to Qingyang.
Cai Zhongfan is extremely talented and has a strong personality. If he gets the chance, he will definitely fight Wang Shengsheng to the death. This is not the first time he has made admonition against Wang Shengsheng.
What Yan Sikong needs is exactly this kind of person, and, if you guess correctly, this melody is just the beginning, and there will be a melody to impeach Wang Shengsheng to add fuel to the fire.
Shen Hexuan said: "Teacher, the students have made mistakes but are not guilty. They absolutely have no intention of ridiculing or cursing Your Majesty."
Yan Sikong also said: "I beg the teacher to save the students."
Yan Zilian said: "Lord Cai is targeting Wang Shengsheng, but the three of you, as well as Master Huo, will inevitably be implicated. This matter is big or small..." He sighed resentfully, "You guys, Make it difficult for you to be a good teacher."
Yan Sikong knew what Yan Zilian was thinking. Although Emperor Zhaowu did not care about the government and was devoted to pleasure, the biggest characteristic of this person was his great face. If it were a broad-minded owner, he might not care about mere typos, but he may not. This is a good opportunity to impeach Wang Shengsheng. Yan Zilian doesn't want to get rid of this thorn in his side and monopolize the power of the cabinet, but he must be reluctant to part with the two students he has just trained.
He believed that Yan Zilian would not let go of the opportunity to get rid of Wang Shengsheng, and he also believed that Yan Zilian would not easily abandon the two of them.
Yan Sikong knew that he was a little impatient and bold in taking this step, but if he took a slanted sword, there would be no danger or disadvantage!