Yan Zilian asked them to keep their mouths shut for the time being, especially not to be known by Wang Shengsheng's faction. The emperor will not respond soon after handing over this memorandum. In a few days, there is just room to discuss countermeasures.
The two took orders, Shen Hexuan hesitated and said: "Then Liu Zhaolin..."
Yan Zilian said coldly: "He made such a mistake, who is to blame."
The two bowed and backed out.
Shen Hexuan lowered his head, and now there were waves that couldn't be hidden on his usually calm face. He followed the rules and was extremely cautious. He had been in the court for more than a year and had not made any mistakes. Now that he was implicated because of other people's mistakes, he must feel aggrieved.
Yan Sikong said in a deep voice: "Brother Shen, I'm sorry."
"Why did you say that, you and I were both implicated, but neither was innocent. It was Liu Zhaolin who made the mistake, but you and I were the ones who didn't come out of the trial." Shen Hexuan sighed, looking very depressed.
"Brother Shen, you don't have to be too pessimistic. The teacher will not refuse to save you. Besides, Your Majesty is the lord of benevolence, so you may be punished lightly." These words are not flattering Emperor Zhaowu, who is weak in nature and not easy to kill. It was because of this that Yan Sikong dared to take this risk. He couldn't bet his own life just to defeat Wang Shengsheng.
"You and I have been officials for a long time, and our careers are magnanimous. Although our personalities are very different, I believe that you, like me, have the same ambition to serve the country with your own body. If this incident ruins your future..." Shen Hexuan shook his head lightly, with a wry smile, "Fate, I'll take my leave first."
Yan Sikong cupped his hands: "Brother Shen, go slowly."
It has been two years since the two met in the test, and this is the first time Shen Hexuan has confessed his feelings to him. After all, Shen Hexuan is only twenty-six or seventeen, no matter how prudent and cautious he is on weekdays, he is obviously a little flustered when encountering a catastrophe , It's like a flesh and blood person.
Yan Sikong stood there for a while, thinking about the matter back and forth, until his heels went numb, he came back to his senses and left.
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When I got home at night, Fengfu's carriage was already waiting at the back door. As soon as Xiao Liu saw him, he jumped out of the carriage and said with a smile: "Master Yan, I've been waiting for you for a long time. You can take a rest and then..."
"Xiao Liu." Yan Sikong said with a sullen face and a listless look, "Please report back to your heir, I can't go to enjoy the autumn."
"Uh, Master Yan, what's the matter with you?"
"Recently, the Imperial Academy has been busy with work, and I can't get away from it." Yan Sikong said lightly, "Anyway, I can't go, the trip to enjoy the autumn... let's wait another day."
"Master Yan, are you feeling unwell, with such a complexion..." Xiao Liu hesitated to speak.
Yan Sikong didn't want to say more: "Go back." Then he turned and entered the room.
In the mansion, Ali has prepared meals and is waiting for him to come back.
Yan Sikong went to the bedroom to change from court clothes to regular clothes, sat down at the table to eat, and pointed to the chair opposite: "Ali, sit down, there are no outsiders."
Only then did Ali sit down and eat together in silence.
"Qingyang and his party, did you encounter any obstacles?"
Ali shook his head.
"I don't know what kind of punishment I will receive this time. If I am demoted from Beijing, you don't have to follow me anymore. Take the silver and go to the countryside to buy an acre of land, marry a wife, and live in peace and security."
Ali shook his head again.
Yan Sikong was helpless, lowered his head and continued to eat.
After eating, Ali took out a confidential letter from his pocket and handed it to Yan Sikong.
A few days ago, Yan Sikong asked Ali to find someone to investigate Yeli, the oiran of Tinglange, and this letter was about her. This woman was really not simple, she was a spy placed by Xie Zhongren in Tinglan Pavilion, the brothel was full of people, most suitable for spying on information.
The two hundred taels of silver are well spent.
Yan Sikong tore up the secret letter and threw it aside: "You have done a good job in these two things, go and get the reward yourself."
Ali expressed his thanks with gestures, he paused, and then asked, "Will something happen to you, Master?"
Yan Sikong said calmly: "It's hard to say."
A look of worry appeared on Ali's face.
"Don't worry about me."
Ali said anxiously: "My lord, be careful, the villain hopes to serve you all his life."
Yan Sikong smiled: "I have a heart, but I don't need you to be like this. I have said it many times. If something happens to me one day, you can just leave. You can't do anything if you stay."
Ali showed sadness on his face, and his already ugly face looked even more frightening. But Yan Sikong found it very pleasing to the eye, because this is the only person he can trust now.
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Yan Sikong stayed up all night, and the next day, he went to the palace to give lectures to Chen Yu as usual.
An ode on the birthday, not only won Chen Kui the emperor's praise, but even the prince's birthday gift, which was in arrears for more than half a year, was sent to the East Palace on the second day. In this officialdom, everyone is snobbish, and everyone is used to it.
Chen Kui's reverence and gratitude for Yan Sikong doubled, and he also trusted him more and more. Seeing him listless and worried, he naturally wanted to ask him several times with concern, but he always said nothing happened.
Chen Kui doesn't need to know it yet, especially not from him. This kid has a city in his heart and knows that he is a useful person. When things happen, he won't just sit idly by.
When he returned to the mansion from the palace, Feng Ye was already waiting for him as expected.
As soon as the two met, Feng Ye saw that something was wrong with him, and frowned, "Sikong, what's wrong with you?"
"Aren't you in Jingshan, why are you coming back?"
"You won't go to enjoy the autumn as promised. Xiao Liu said that you look strange." Feng Ye pulled Yan Sikong into the house, "What's wrong with you, are you sick, or something happened?"
Yan Sikong smiled wryly: "It's nothing, it's just that there are too many official duties and I can't take time off."
"Don't try to lie to me." Feng Ye squeezed his chin, forcing him to look at himself, "Honestly, what's going on, it looks like you're out of your mind."
Yan Sikong's two eyebrows that looked like distant mountains frowned lightly, his eyes showed worry, he tried to look away, and said softly: "It's really all right."
Feng Ye stuck his jaw, making him nowhere to hide: "You obviously have something to do, why are you so stubborn, can't I be trusted by you?"
Yan Sikong looked at Fengye worriedly: "Do I have to tell you everything?"
"You!" Feng Ye was annoyed, he narrowed his eyes, "Okay, if you don't tell me, I'm going to kiss you."
Yan Sikong stood still.
Feng Ye turned up the volume: "Do you think I'm joking?"
Yan Sikong still looked calm.
Anger flashed in Feng Ye's eyes, he raised his finger, raised Yan Sikong's chin, and kissed the thin pink lips forcefully.
Yan Sikong's heart beat uncontrollably, and his body trembled slightly.
Feng Ye tossed and sucked on those lips, his movements were rude and domineering, as if he was going to eat him into his stomach, but the burst of enthusiasm poured into his body from between the teeth they wanted to stick together, making him The whole body is hot for it.
Feng Ye hugged Yan Sikong's waist, savoring the warmth and softness with nostalgia, the exchange of fluids actually had a sweet taste, and the throbbing in his heart was indescribably beautiful.
When the two separated panting lightly, Feng Ye's face was flushed red, his lips were so red that they were about to bleed, his expression was shy, but his eyes did not dodge at all, instead he stared at Yan Sikong even more like a wolf. Like staring at his prey.
Yan Sikong didn't dare to look into Feng Ye's eyes, he whispered: "Can you let me go?"
"If you don't say it, you can't." After speaking, Feng Ye buried his face into Yan Sikong's neck again, biting his neck carefully, "Say."
Yan Sikong suppressed his uncontrollable emotions, and said in a deep voice, "I can't say."
"Why can't you say it." Feng Ye bit his collarbone again, "If you are really on official business, I will never force you, but now you make me worry." His lips followed his neck and looked up again, Tongue lightly licked his earlobe.
Yan Sikong pushed Fengye hard: "Enough, let me go."
"Say!" Feng Ye gave the order without hesitation.
"I made a mistake!" Yan Sikong was forced to cry helplessly, "Are you satisfied!"
Only then did Feng Ye let him go, smoothed his hair gently, and said kindly: "What's wrong? Don't be afraid, tell me."
Yan Sikong covered his eyes with one hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Feng Ye, the teacher ordered me not to reveal it to anyone."
"do not worry."
"I..." Yan Sikong put down his hand, hesitated for a long time, and then said sadly, "There is something wrong with the new history, I'm afraid... I can't escape the responsibility."
Under Feng Ye's urging, Yan Sikong explained the matter in detail.
After listening, Feng Ye frowned and said, "The newly compiled history is as thick as sixteen volumes, and there are one or two clerical errors, which is also human nature, but I don't know how Cai Zhongfan knew it, how could he have such sharp eyes?"
Yan Sikong shook his head: "He has a personal grievance with Mr. Wang, maybe he has been staring at Mr. Wang to find fault."
"What did Elder Yan Ge say?"
"He said he would discuss countermeasures with his colleagues." Yan Sikong smiled wryly and shook his head, "Teacher has always wanted to get rid of Wang Shengsheng, this time is indeed a good opportunity, as long as I..." He stared at Feng Ye, "Feng Ye, no matter what I do You have to take good care of yourself."
"Don't talk nonsense, I won't let you have an accident." Feng Ye kissed his smooth forehead, "Cai Zhongfan's target is not you little Hanlin, I will find a way to reduce your punishment."
Yan Sikong smiled faintly: "Fengye, I know that His Royal Highness King Jingyuan wants to be alone in this dark and turbulent court situation, and he doesn't want to participate in any battles, and I don't want you to take risks for me."
"Do you want me to watch you be punished for a mistake you didn't make?"
"I'm not innocent, that volume was indeed reviewed by me." Yan Sikong lowered his eyes, "You and I... are just childhood playmates, you don't have to do this for me."
Feng Ye was instantly angry: "In your eyes, we are just childhood playmates? What are the past few months of getting along with each other? Just now, I don't believe you are not tempted at all!"
"I..." Yan Sikong showed embarrassment and held back.
Feng Ye hugged him again: "Sikong, I like you, the closer I get to you, the more I like you, do you like me a little?"
Yan Sikong's pupils were staring blankly at the front, only the corners of his mouth that were tightly pursed but still slightly trembling revealed his emotions, he hesitated, this hesitation and play, he was really struggling repeatedly in his heart, but in the end, he Still slowly raised his hand, carefully supported Feng Ye's back, and whispered, "I... can't tell."
Feng Ye was in ecstasy, and said conceitedly: "You like me, you must like me."
Yan Sikong's brows were furrowed into a ball, being embraced so tightly, he still felt cold all over his body, so he didn't say anything.
Feng Ye, you idiot.