That day, apart from reporting the whole incident to Yu Jifu and having a conversation with Yan Zilian, Yan Sikong hardly talked to anyone else.
They sat in the file room of Wenyuan Pavilion all night. It was autumn and the night was cold. Yan Sikong closed his eyes and fell asleep. Someone's teeth were chattering slightly, and there were guards guarding inside and outside, and no one dared to make a sound. It was a very difficult night.
When the morning dawns, there will be another disturbance, and their fate may come to an end soon.
I don't know what Feng Ye is doing now...
The news of the new history must have spread throughout the capital. Feng Ye knew about it a long time ago and promised to help him. If the situation changes beyond his prediction, Yan Zilian will not be able to protect him. Feng Ye is a life-saving talisman he prepared .
Through this incident, he could also find out how much power Feng Jianping had arranged in the court, and how much could be used by him.
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At the moment of ambiguity, the first Jingyang bell rang, waking up a new day for the Dasheng Dynasty. Wenyuan Pavilion is not far from the Huangji Hall of the early dynasty. The copper bell that has gone through a hundred years of wind and rain rang like thunder, shaking the hearts of every subject, reminding them of the mighty grace of the emperor and the majesty of heaven.
Yan Sikong closed his eyes, as if he could see inside the Meridian Gate, the banners of the officers and soldiers had been lined up solemnly, hundreds of ministers filed in from the left and right gates, the imperial eunuchs blew their whips, and they walked across the Jinshui Bridge, Stepping into the Hall of the Emperor, bow five times and kowtow three times to the emperor on the golden platform...
Once, it was his childhood dream, his father's dream, and the dream of generations of scholars in the Yan family. Once, he thought that the reason why the emperor was the emperor was because of the power of heaven, and he was a person favored by gods. Once, he Vow to assist the emperor, to be a wise master who benevolent people loves things and comforts the common people.
Later he learned that the emperor was just a person. From the emperor of Zhou to Emperor Zhaowu, the world had changed his surname countless times, and the emperor had changed countless individuals. It is enough for the Son of Heaven to "abolish the Mandate of Heaven". The Son of Heaven is just the spoils of the victor, as it has been since ancient times.
Having understood this truth, he is destined to take a different path from those loyal ministers who wholeheartedly serve the Lord.
Now it's time to go to court. Yan Zilian should first write a letter to impeach Wang Shengsheng with the six subjects, and then other important officials will join in the admonition. When he is an official, he can reach Wang Shengsheng's level. For the crimes, just list them one by one. He believed that Yan Zilian had already prepared for these "good news".
Emperor Zhaowu was still angry because of the new history compilation. Seeing that he had so many crimes at this time, if he was provoked by the officials again, he might have Wang Shengsheng taken down in court.
As long as Emperor Zhaowu inquired about Wang Shengsheng's crimes in the early court, even if he was only detained pending trial, the matter would be settled, because no matter how much Xie Zhongren pleaded for mercy afterwards, with Emperor Zhaowu's excellent temperament, it is absolutely impossible for Wang Shengsheng to retreat completely .
While Yan Sikong was thinking calmly, other people in the room became more and more nervous.
Especially Liu Zhaolin, who was silent all night, finally couldn't bear it, and asked the guard for a glass of water.
After asking for instructions, the guard poured him a glass of water.
Liu Zhaolin was holding the tea bowl, his hands were shaking, the tea bowl was brought to his lips, but most of the warm water spilled out.
Shen Hexuan sat beside him, patted his leg lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Liu, calm down."
Liu Zhaolin nodded, his face pale.
Yan Sikong looked at Liu Zhaolin, his heart was calm. Liu Zhaolin was very inconspicuous among this group of Jinshi, his talent, education, family background, and appearance were all ordinary, and he didn't have any outstanding words and deeds on weekdays. Such a person was less suitable for officialdom than Shen Hexuan. As for Lin Yue, he was just a small clerk. Just to spread the blame for others.
He didn't have many good thoughts in his heart, so he didn't feel guilty. As long as he could achieve his goal, he could sacrifice himself, and others were nothing.
It wasn't until noon that the morning court ended, and more voices came from Wenyuan Pavilion.
After a while, the door of the room was pushed open, and only one person shouted: "Escort Liu Zhaolin, editor of the Hanlin Academy, to Dali Temple."
The tea bowl in Liu Zhaolin's hand fell to the ground with a slap, and his face was ashen.
Two imperial guards supported him from left to right and led him out of Wenyuan Pavilion, while the remaining three looked eagerly at the officers and generals who came to deliver the order.
The man said: "The three of you are going back home for the time being, you are not allowed to go out, you are not allowed to have contact with outsiders, and you will be dealt with."
The three of them breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they didn't go to prison, they probably escaped the disaster.
Lin Yue sighed, "Brother Liu, what can we do?"
Shen Hexuan said in a low voice: "The Holy Majesty has made his own decision, you and I don't need to say too much, let's go back."
Yan Sikong got up and went out. When he left Wenyuan Pavilion, he ran into Yan Zilian and several academicians, who were discussing something in the conference hall.
Yan Sikong naturally wanted to know what happened in the early morning court, but he didn't ask any questions, he just bowed to them and said meaningfully: "The student thanked the teacher."
Yan Zilian glanced at him: "If you want to thank you, you should also thank the Holy One. You go back first, remember, don't talk about this matter, and wait for the holy will."
"yes."
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Yan Sikong didn't return all night, when Ali saw him, his face flushed with excitement, he probably thought that Yan Sikong wouldn't come back for a while.
Yan Sikong looked pale: "I want to take a bath."
Ali nodded sharply.
After preparing the bathtub, Yan Sikong dragged his tired body into the water. When his body was completely surrounded by the moisture and warmth, his tense brain was instantly relaxed.
He closed his eyes and breath, and sank into the water completely. The water was quiet and warm. His five senses were blocked, and the surrounding was so quiet that he could only hear his own heartbeat. He feels extraordinarily safe, born in the mother's womb, does he feel the same way
Yan Sikong didn't surface until he couldn't hold his breath anymore. He panted heavily, wiped off the water from his face, and opened his eyes.
"Ah..." Yan Sikong was shocked when he saw the tall man who appeared in the house at some point.
Feng Ye couldn't help giggling twice: "I didn't intend to scare you."
Yan Sikong took a deep breath: "You didn't intend to scare me, why did you keep quiet."
"I know that you are under house arrest at home and cannot have contact with outsiders, so I couldn't go through the main entrance, so I had to climb over the wall and break the window." Feng Ye came over, resting his elbows on the edge of the barrel, staring straight at him with deep eyes. Yan Sikong.
His wet black hair clings to his cheeks, making his skin white and translucent. His eyelashes stained with water droplets, his misty eyes and thin red lips, and even his thin shoulders slightly floating on the water are all attractive. Extremely.
Feng Ye lifted a lock of Yan Sikong's hair, and said softly, "Did you hear the story of Shui Mei when you were a child?"
Yan Sikong didn't understand, so he asked, "What water charm?"
"I heard that there is a kind of charm that lives in the water. It is extremely beautiful and charming. It will seduce people passing by the water with its beauty, and drag them into the water..." Feng Ye slowly approached Yan Sikong, and said ambiguously , "Have sex with her, suck the essence."
Yan Sikong said calmly: "This is just a story to scare children."
"Yes, but..." Feng Ye's lips touched Yan Sikong's nose, cheeks, and chin like a dragonfly, and he smiled lowly, "If you are a water charm, I am willing to go to the underworld with you." Holding the back of Yan Sikong's head, he blocked his lips heavily.
Yan Sikong lowered his eyes, concealing the emotion in his eyes, and passively accepted the kiss.
Feng Ye kissed intently and passionately, the tip of his tongue densely swept every inch of Yan Sikong's mouth, the non-stop steam and this hot kiss soon made him feel dizzy.
When Feng Ye let him go, he took a few deep breaths before recovering.
Feng Ye laughed and said, "Do you want me to wash it for you?"
Yan Sikong said: "I'm not in the mood to make trouble, I'm... still being grounded, waiting to be punished."
"This is the purpose of my coming." Feng Ye picked up the water and splashed it lightly on Yan Sikong's shoulders and cheeks. There was an unconcealable, naked desire in his eyes.
Yan Sikong said in surprise: "You...do you have any news?"
"certainly."
"Say it."
Feng Ye laughed: "You want to discuss matters with me in this bathtub?"
Yan Sikong grabbed the cloth towel: "I'll just come out."
Feng Ye looked at him intently, his eyes obviously full of expectation.
Yan Sikong stood up from the tub, while covering his body with a cloth towel.
Even though it was only for a moment, Feng Ye really appreciated the slender and fair body.
Yan Sikong sneered: "You have what I have, what's so good about it?"
"My people..." Feng Ye said with a smirk, "Everywhere is beautiful."
Yan Sikong shook his head, took another cloth towel, and wiped his hair.
Feng Ye took the cloth towel: "Sit down, I'll come." He said and pushed him on the stool, carefully brushing his long black hair.
Yan Sikong looked at the strange scene in the bronze mirror, but he didn't feel that there was any violation. It seemed that he was also shaken by Feng Ye, and felt that it was no big deal for men to get along like this.
The most important thing is that nothing in this world comes in vain. If you want to get something, you have to pay a price, and this price includes everything he can give.
Feng Ye was usually reckless and domineering, but Yan Sikong's hand wiping his hair was extremely gentle. The two of them didn't speak for a long time. Yan Sikong stared at the two people in the bronze mirror, unable to move his eyes away. His focused and delicate expression made him feel particularly glaring.
"Okay." Yan Sikong's tone suddenly turned cold, "Tell me what you know."
Feng Ye then said: "In the early court, four ministers impeached Wang Shengsheng. His Majesty was furious and imprisoned him in court. Afterwards, Elder Yan Ge asked His Majesty about Huo Li and several young Hanlins involved in the new history compilation. How to deal with it."
"What did His Majesty say?"
Feng Ye laughed and said, "Your Majesty asked Elder Yan Ge how to deal with it."
Yan Sikong roughly guessed it in his mind.
"Mr. Yan Ge thinks that everyone involved in the case should be punished, but it's not appropriate to be punished if they are intentional or unintentional." Feng Ye stroked his hair and said triumphantly, "Then...how can you thank me?"
Yan Sikong glanced at him from the mirror: "Then you have to tell me first, what should I thank you for?"
"I went overnight to ask Liu Shangshu from the Ministry of Officials and Meng Jun, the left servant from the Ministry of Punishments, to let them protect you, Huo Li, and Shen Hexuan, and put the focus of this case on Wang Shengsheng. It may have been instigated by Wang Shengsheng."
Yan Sikong let out a long breath, although his face was calm, there was already a storm in his heart.
Thinking back to the early court, if Yan Zilian asked for a lighter sentence, the emperor must have thought that he was partial to his students, and maybe he was angry and wanted to ask for serious crimes, but Yan Zilian answered very restrainedly, and several important officials pleaded for them, the emperor I don't even bother to care about it.
At this time, Wang Shengsheng and Liu Zhaolin were imprisoned. Although the four of them could not escape the crime, they would not be severely punished.
Only then did Yan Sikong show a hint of a smile, and he said solemnly: "Feng Ye, thank you."
Feng Ye smiled and said, "I said I will protect you."
Yan Sikong turned around and looked up at Feng Ye: "Tell me, can Mr. Wang turn over this time?"
"I don't care if he can stand up or not." Feng Ye threw down the cloth towel and took Yan Sikong's clothes, "Put it on, don't catch a cold."
"He is a member of the eunuch party. He often sings against my teacher in the pavilion. If you can knock him down in one fell swoop..."
"Don't worry about their affairs." Feng Ye interrupted him, his expression suddenly became a little serious, "Remember that you are just a small Hanlin, don't get involved in those bloody factions and party disputes middle."
Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye quietly: "I am Yan Zilian's student, and I am also the prince's teacher, Feng Ye, do you really think I can be alone?"
Feng Ye was at a loss for words for a while, but he said again in a commanding tone: "I don't care what official position or status you are, I don't want you to take risks. The depths of the officialdom are not something you can figure out, do you understand?"
Yan Sikong hesitated to speak, he looked at Fengye's solemn expression, and realized that Fengye must know something, but it was not suitable for him to tell him, so he could only nod his head: "Understood."