Back at the post house, Feng Ye had been waiting for him for a long time, as soon as he saw him, he asked, "How is it? Did Ge Zhong draw a charge?"
Yan Sikong replied: "He agreed to draw a bet."
"really?"
"But he has demands."
"But his son?"
"Exactly, he wants the general to promise him personally."
Feng Ye thought about it: "His son is nothing important. If he can be charged now, the case will save a lot of trouble and time after returning to Beijing."
"That's right, tomorrow I will go to persuade the general, and I believe he also wants to settle the case early, otherwise the three courts will try again and again, and it will inevitably cause problems."
Feng Ye nodded: "You look very tired, it must be very tiring to deal with him."
Yan Sikong said with deep meaning: "I'm not tired, I've always wanted to face him in person."
"But I'm tired." Feng Ye took a deep breath, "It's finally over. We've been out for almost half a year. Fortunately, we did not disgrace our fate, quelled the rebellion, and captured the rebellious party. Otherwise, we would have no face to return to Beijing."
"You took the lead and made many military exploits this time, and you must return to Beijing in a glorious manner. King Jingyuan knows how proud you should be."
Feng Ye said proudly: "Look at him, he still dares to treat me like a child."
Yan Sikong chuckled: "In the eyes of your parents, you are always a child."
Feng Ye squinted at him, and stretched out his hand: "Then what do you think of me?"
Yan Sikong grabbed his hand, leaned over and kissed his lips lightly: "He is a good man who stands up to heaven and earth."
Feng Ye stared at him closely: "Why are your eyes so red, it looks like you've cried."
"It's windy at night, it blows."
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Yan Sikong truthfully reported Ge Zhong's request to Zhao Fuyi and Liang Guang, and after a short discussion, they decided to agree to him.
In the early morning of the next day, the army set off for Beijing.
So far, the mighty uprising and rebellion during the Zhaowu period have subsided. This battle has far-reaching significance. The reduction of feudal vassals, which the successive kings of the Sheng Dynasty could not achieve, was carried out violently.
And the various stories in it are difficult to record in the history books with a few strokes, but they are more bloody than the world knows.
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As soon as Ge Zhong and others arrived in Beijing, they were imprisoned, and everything related to their case was handed over to the Sanju by Zhao Fuyi himself.
However, most of them, including Ge Zhong, had already been charged, and the Sanfa Division just reorganized the case files according to the emperor's order to see if there were any mistakes, and there was almost no possibility of overturning the case.
And those who have done meritorious service this time are waiting for the imperial court to reward them.
As soon as he returned to the capital, Yan Sikong visited Yan Zilian and reported to him the various aspects of the counter-insurgency war.
After Yan Zilian heard this, he was filled with emotion: "General Zhao and Master Liang are naturally credited for winning this battle, but you and Shizi also deserve credit."
"The son is brave, but he has made great contributions."
Yan Zilian looked at Yan Sikong appreciatively: "Sikong, you have not let me down as a teacher. It is the first time you go out with the army, and you have made such a military exploit. It is not in vain that I have worked so hard for you."
Yan Sikong quickly stood up and bowed deeply: "Student, thank you teacher, if it weren't for teacher's constant teaching and guidance, students would never be where they are today."
Yan Zilian smiled and said, "Sit down."
Yan Sikong sat down again.
Yan Zilian said: "I have always wanted to transfer you to the Department of Literature and Selection of the Ministry of Officials..."
Yan Sikong's eyes widened, as if excitedly about to stand up and bow down again.
Yan Zilian waved his hands with a smile: "Sit down and listen to me."
Yan Sikong's excitement is not all feigned. The four big fat officials in the imperial court are none other than the Literature Selection Department and the Merit Examination Department of the Ministry of Officials, the Military Selection Department of the Ministry of War, and the Armory Department. Big and mouthwatering. If you can hold a half-official position in this fourth division, it will be a great success.
Yan Sikong's original goal was to be able to enter this fourth division. Even if it took ten years to get in touch with the power of appointment and dismissal of personnel, he would be able to let go of his hands and feet and strategize. Unexpectedly, Yan Zilian would send such a big piece of fat to his mouth , How could he not be delighted.
Of course, Yan Zilian did this not because he admired him too much and was eager to be promoted. In essence, he wanted to put his eyes and hands in the bureaucracy and erode Xie Zhongren's rights step by step.
"You also know that the Ministry of Officials was always in the hands of Xie Zhongren before, and the appointment and dismissal of civil officials was almost up to him alone. But after Wang Shengsheng was demoted, he could not cover the sky with one hand in the Ministry of Officials. Now because of Ge Zhong's matter, the Emperor I was quite dissatisfied with this, and I was able to insert the officials of the gentry into it."
"But why is Xie Zhongren willing to let the teacher install someone else under his nose?"
"That's why I recommended you. Now that one of the three directors of the Wenxuan Department of the Ministry of Officials is vacant, it is reasonable to be transferred from the Imperial Academy. Originally, you are still young and too young, so you will inevitably be criticized by others, but you have made military achievements in Lianghu. , it is the crown prince's trial reading again, and this is a unique opportunity."
"Thank you, teacher." Yan Sikong cupped his hands, "The teacher's kindness to the students will never be forgotten by the students."
Yan Zilian said: "Don't be in a hurry to thank me, I am not completely sure, and even if you are really transferred to the Wenxuan Department, it will not be a good thing for you. There is Xie Zhongren's world, and he has many followers , if you go in, you will inevitably be ostracized, it is easy to hide from an open gun, but hard to defend against a hidden arrow, do you understand?"
"Students understand."
"Of course I will try my best to protect you, but you also need to be cautious and step by step. The reason why I choose you instead of Hexuan is because you are smarter than him, more familiar with the world than him, and more flexible than him. There are many teachers and students, Apart from you, I can't find a more suitable candidate, Sikong, I will rely on you as a teacher, and you must discuss everything with me in the future, think twice before acting."
Yan Sikong stood up and solemnly knelt down on the ground: "The student will definitely live up to the teacher's kindness."
Yan Zilian nodded in satisfaction.
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The case of King Liang has not yet been pronounced, and the imperial court's imperial decree has already come down.
Zhao Fuyi, Di Rong, Liang Guang and others took the lead, so it goes without saying that they were promoted to rank. Feng Ye was promoted to be the commander of the guards, and the official worshiped the fourth rank, while Yan Sikong, under the strong recommendation of Yan Zilian's faction, entered the Department of Literature and Selection of the Ministry of Officials and became the head of the sixth rank. Although the principals are the lowest-level officials in the six departments, they are responsible for most of the work, so they also have extra real power. Even if it is only a sixth-rank official, everyone is fawning on them.
Yan Sikong's step was too big, so he could not help being envied and hated by others. Xie Zhongren's faction also voiced their dissatisfaction, but it was of no avail.
When Yan Sikong accepted the award history on the main hall, in addition to seeing the joyful eyes of Yan Zilian, Feng Ye, Chen Yu and others, he also felt a cold, probing gaze, which came from the handprint of the ceremonial supervisor The great eunuch Xie Zhongren.
That was the first time Xie Zhongren looked at Yan Sikong with straight eyes. It should be said that it was the first time he knew of Yan Sikong's existence.
Yan Sikong also glanced back with a calm and unwavering gaze, he concealed it very well, so Xie Zhongren would not know what kind of tide was surging in his heart, it was a bottomless pool of water, and it was urgent Can't wait to drag this dog into the abyss.
He knew that at this time, in Xie Zhongren's eyes, he was just a young, ignorant, insignificant, insignificant ant, as long as he dared to do anything wrong, he could be crushed to death by him at any time. But one day sooner or later, he will stand in front of Xie Zhongren and look at this old thief with fear in his eyes, unable to live or die.
Yan Sikong shifted his gaze to the Ninety-Five Supremes on the Golden Luan Hall, the Danxi, which represented the supreme power, was emitting a golden light, as if calling silently to him.
Dad, did you see it? I will go higher and farther until I trample everyone underfoot!