On that day, Yan Sikong fulfilled the promise he had made with Fengye in the Lianghu military camp, warmed a pot for a long time, sat opposite each other, and confessed his ten years of wandering to Fengye.
He revealed almost everything, including what he had done, where he had been, what he had experienced in these years, and how he planned to avenge Ge Zhong, Han Zhaoxing and Xie Zhongren. But he still concealed two things after all. One was that he and She Zhun planned to instigate King Liang's rebellion, and the other was Yuan Nanyu.
Back then, he didn't want Fengye to know about Yuan Nanyu's existence, out of selfish desire to monopolize Fengye. Now that so many years have passed, it would be a waste of time to explain it, and it was completely unnecessary.
More importantly, people have a mentality of wanting to fight when they are in a desperate situation. If he tells Fengye everything, he will definitely not be able to help telling about Princess Wanyang. Feng Ye, he has taken on too much, Feng Ye needs a lot of effort to get to know and accept him again, the relationship between the two of them has finally eased, he can't say it, he knows he should say it, but he can't say it .
Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong's eyes, both surprised and distressed. The Yan Sikong he imagined was not like this. After all, the Yan Sikong after reunion was indeed not like this, but now he just saw Yan Sikong. Seeing the real Yan Sikong, through those deep eyes, he saw his bottomless ambition and deep-seated hatred.
And he clearly knew that such Yan Sikong had infiltrated into his bone marrow like poison, deadly but hard to extricate himself from.
After Yan Sikong drank a few glasses of wine, tears were streaming down his face unconsciously. Feng Ye gently wiped his tears with his calloused fingertips, but he didn't know what to say. How can a few words comfort the suffering he suffered? .
Yan Sikong drank the wine in the glass with his head up, wrinkled his face, endured the burst of pungentness, and said: "I'm done talking, it's your turn."
"You want to know how my eldest brother died."
Yan Sikong touched Feng Ye's face, and gave a soft "hmm".
Feng Ye was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "My eldest brother is a wise and brave general. He could have become a generation of famous generals like his father, but he has a shortcoming. No, maybe it shouldn't be called a shortcoming, but he is a general. His big taboo, he pays too much attention to benevolence."
Yan Sikong looked at him quietly.
"He is a real gentleman with strict military discipline, clear rewards and punishments, sympathetic to corporals, he is familiar with Confucius and Mencius, and he attaches great importance to honesty." Feng Ye sighed, "I think that 'a gentleman who is not serious is not powerful', 'people without trust, I don’t know what’s possible’, a real man should ‘be true to his words, and resolute in his deeds’, he applies these to the art of war, and has his own way of using troops, he is the person I respect the most besides my father.”
Yan Sikong was silent, he already guessed why Feng Lie died.
"The soldiers he brought were loyal to him and put their lives on the line. Most of them were good men who valued love and righteousness. But his father also reminded him many times that you can conquer people with virtue, and you can conquer people with profit. Bee gnats (pronounced chai) are poisonous, let alone humans?" Feng Ye's breathing became heavy, he clenched the wine cup tightly, took a sip, bared his white fangs, and said in a deep voice Said, "His subordinates betrayed him under the great profit, and Wala pretended to surrender. Many soldiers reminded him that there might be a fraud, but he believed the traitor and also believed the general of Wala's false surrender. As a result... he fell into an ambush."
Yan Sikong held Feng Ye's hand.
Feng Ye also clasped him tightly with his backhand, he clenched his teeth, and his eyes shot out fierce fierceness: "Wala threatened my father with my elder brother, my elder brother fought bloody battles, failed to break through several times, so he killed himself, He would rather die than his father submit to the barbarians for him." His eye circles gradually turned red, blood red, and his body began to tremble, "The gang of thieves dragged my elder brother's body to provoke..."
Yan Sikong looked at Fengye's pale and distorted face, his heart ached for a moment, and he even regretted that Fengye had to uncover the scar, because he knew how painful it was for a loved one to be murdered, but once he tasted it, he would never forget it for the rest of his life. heartbreaking.
"Father knew there was bound to be an ambush, so he endured the severe pain and didn't allow anyone to go out to pursue him. It was...his, his son." Feng Ye gritted his teeth, "That year, when I was fourteen years old, Before my father let me lead the army alone, I stole his token, gathered hundreds of dead soldiers loyal to my elder brother, chased them out desperately, shot the enemy general to death with one arrow, took advantage of their confusion, and broke out of the siege in blood, Snatched back my elder brother's body."
Yan Sikong said softly: "In that battle, the name of 'Little Wolf King' resounded all over the world, and I heard about you again at that time."
Feng Ye tried hard to wipe away the tears that were about to fall, stared at the hands tightly held by the two of them, choked up and said: "Father beat me with fifty army sticks, and I lay on the bed for two months...but If I can get my elder brother's life back, I will be obliged to die."
Yan Sikong straightened his drooping hair, and said softly: "Feng Ye, you are a good man, all the men in the Feng family are good men, your elder brother is utterly loyal, even death is an honor."
Feng Ye nodded vigorously: "I often think that my father sent me back to the capital to keep me away from the battlefield. He is afraid that I will repeat the mistakes of my elder brother when I am young and vigorous."
"It's good that you understand King Jingyuan's painstaking efforts. He only has your son." Yan Sikong sighed, "Besides, you are impulsive and always take risks. I don't know how many times I have persuaded you, and I am also very worried about you. what."
Feng Ye pursed his lips: "Sometimes I also reflect on myself, but I am more afraid of missing the opportunity, so I would rather take the risk."
"Your elder brother has gains and losses in leading troops, and so do you. You may not have his calmness and stability." Yan Sikong raised Feng Ye's chin, "Feng Ye, we all have a long way to go, let's live together Go on and live till the end, okay?"
Feng Ye grabbed his hand and forced a smile: "You still talk about me, you also walk on the tip of a knife, and how much better than me? It's just that there is no blood."
Yan Sikong was slightly taken aback, then smiled wryly and said, "That makes sense."
Feng Ye poured wine for the two of them again, raised his glass, and said solemnly: "Konger, I said, if you want revenge, I will help you. Xie Zhongren has been a disaster for the world for a long time, and everyone can punish him. I will do my part to eliminate harm for the people, but you must never lie to me again."
"I..." Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye's righteous eyes, no matter how good at acting, when he thought about Princess Wanyang, his eyes flickered with guilt, but he couldn't speak now, at least not today.
"Kong'er?" Feng Ye frowned at him.
Yan Sikong smiled bitterly and said: "I'm used to deception, the reason I can live until now is because I never trust anyone, I'm afraid of disappointing you."
"Don't you believe me?" Feng Ye stared into Yan Sikong's eyes.
"You are the person I trust most in this world." Yan Sikong said earnestly and sincerely, "Just, just, I dare not give my hatred to other people, they are too heavy."
"I can afford it." Feng Ye patted Yan Sikong's face, staring straight into his eyes, "They weigh more than a thousand gold, and I will bear it with you, and I will never let you bear it alone."
Yan Sikong trembled slightly: "Fengye, you are so kind to me, how can I repay you?"
Feng Ye smiled and pinched Yan Sikong's nose: "Repay it with your whole life."
Yan Sikong put his arms around Feng Ye's neck, Feng Ye stretched his arms around his waist, and the two embraced tightly.
They stayed up all night, Yan Sikong told Feng Ye his plan, Xie Zhongren, an eunuch, gained power thanks to Emperor Zhaowu's favor, the emperor should ultimately disintegrate Xie Zhongren and the huge eunuch party.
To achieve this goal, there are only two ways. One is to change the emperor, such as Chen Yu ascended the throne, and the other is to make Xie Zhongren lose his holy family. It is difficult for ordinary people to rely on the sky, and besides, Chen Kui's position as the crown prince is not stable, so these two roads, Yan Sikong, must go hand in hand. One is to ensure that Chen Yu ascends to the throne, not only to avenge himself, but also to rectify the court, clear the universe, revive the Dasheng country, and save the people of Li. The second is to destroy Emperor Zhaowu's trust in Xie Zhongren step by step.
Emperor Wu of Wang Shengsheng would not blame Xie Zhongren for the case of Wang Shengsheng, but Ge Zhong was promoted by Xie Zhongren. Yan Sikong's forged letter of Ge Zhong's collaborating with the enemy also mentioned many times that he would persuade Xie Zhongren to assist Liang Wang. Emperor Zhaowu cried and complained that Ge Zhong was bloody and whimsical, and that he was troubled for no reason. However, in the face of the ministers' insinuations, or the admonitions of names, he couldn't let go of his promotion of Ge Zhong, which made Emperor Zhaowu dissatisfied with him. .
Yan Sikong has already quietly defeated two generals of Xie Zhongren - a cabinet minister, and a governor of the two lakes and the governor of Xinjiang. Sending the sworn enemy to the guillotine is a complete victory so far, and Xie Zhongren didn't even notice his existence.
Of course, Yan Sikong did not dare to take it lightly. Xie Zhongren is deeply rooted and cannot be easily shaken. If Yan Zilian's gentry did not take the opportunity to impeach and put pressure on him, he would not be able to achieve such a goal by himself. He is still too weak.
After hearing Yan Sikong's plan, Feng Ye felt his hair stand on end. On the one hand, he thought it was unbelievable that such a person would sleep peacefully next to his pillow. On the other hand, he was glad that he was not Yan Sikong's enemy. He used to think that Yan Sikong was smart , Now I feel that Yan Sikong is more intelligent than a monster. At this time, he also began to feel his blood boil, wishing he could immediately cut the eunuch under his horse: "Then what are you going to do next?"
"I need you to do me a favor."
"Say."
"Concubine Xian is respected and loved by His Majesty. Although she is not as favored as Concubine Wen Gui, she has never neglected her."
Feng Ye nodded: "I understand."
Yan Sikong asked Feng Ye to beg his aunt, to blow the wind of Emperor Zhaowu's pillow, one to support the crown prince, and the other to disintegrate Emperor Zhaowu's love for Xie Zhongren little by little. A good candidate for the plan. He took Feng Ye's hand and said solemnly: "Feng Ye, thank you."
Feng Ye curled his lips into a smile: "I'm not all for you. I had the great ambition to make contributions and save the country and the people when I was young. Since I can't join the battlefield now, let's start by eradicating the traitors."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and from each other's eyes, they both saw the young man who waved his sword and swore an oath on the Guangning Racecourse eleven years ago, to be peaceful and prosperous forever.