In December, the envoys of Chengguo entered the capital with heavy gifts to celebrate the throne of the original king.
Du Yan received the envoys of Chengguo from afar in the main hall. The one who led the team was Mozi, an old official of Chengguo with a gray beard, and a famous legalist scholar.
Du Yan had already heard of this person, and besides, he also knew that Mo Zi was an important official who made great contributions in Cheng Yu's path to rule the world. Shen Ke has been a country for a long time, so the reforms that people have raised have a new look.
Du Yan glanced at the messenger group below, but did not see any familiar faces.
But if you think about it, things are normal. Cheng Yu lived in the original capital for ten years, and many people have seen the original king. If he didn't go through the disguise and came here in such a big way among the messengers, he would simply not take his own life seriously.
If the other party didn't come, Du Yan felt better. After all, what he is going to do next is really vicious. Even if Du Yan comforts himself to be a villain without conscience, he is still a little unbearable.
Du Yan sighed in his heart, feeling that the next time he falls into a dream, he must not choose such a role that requires a long time to get along. No matter how weak his emotions are, he will always have some feelings after getting along day and night.
When it came time to start, he really couldn't pass himself.
Up to the dinner party entertaining the envoys, Du Yan still glanced at the faces of every envoy from Chengguo from time to time, trying to find some familiar traces from the movements of those people.
Du Yan is not yet married and has no wife. On this occasion, Yuan Ning is sitting beside him.
Although Yuan Ning is simple, her intuition is very keen. She noticed Du Yan's movements, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Brother, are you looking for King Cheng?"
Du Yan glanced at her and said, "Cheng Yu is King Cheng. It's not like he is impatient to come to my former capital."
Yuan Ning pouted: "Why do you say it so terrifyingly, although Cheng Yu is already a king, there is still some friendship that we grew together when we were young. Brother, you obviously miss him, but you have to pretend to not care. ."
Yuan Ning didn't pay attention for a while, his voice was a little louder, and Mo Zi, who was closest to them, listened to him.
At this time, the atmosphere at the banquet was quite relaxed, and Mo Zi asked below, "I just accidentally heard the words of the eldest princess mention the widow?"
Du Yan didn't hide it, he raised his glass and smiled: "Wang Cheng and the orphan brother and sister grew up together, but now they've been separated for a long time, Ning'er misses the old man a little bit."
Mo Zi did not shy away from the fact that King Cheng was a pledge in the original country, and smiled: "Back then, the widow monarch was in your country as a pledge, and the great king and the eldest princess were also childhood sweethearts. "
Du Yan smiled and said: "If King Cheng has this intention, Gu Gu thinks it is feasible."
As soon as Du Yan said this, he saw Yuan Ning staring at him. But at the moment, Du Yan didn't have the time to appease Yuan Ning, he just took this word to test a few.
Finally, he found that he was sitting at the bottom, who seemed to be the most humble person in the messenger group. When he heard this, his hand shook slightly. The drink in the bronze jue was sprinkled on the sleeves.
With a specific goal, and then careful observation, the more familiar the person feels. From his kneeling posture, to his actions when raising a glass, including the action of raising a chopstick to eat, he is very familiar.
After just looking at it for a moment, Du Yan could be sure that the person must be Cheng Yu who had gone through disguise.
He really came, and Du Yan was a little surprised, with mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't tell what he felt.
"Brother, you weren't serious just now. I have always regarded Cheng Wang as my elder brother, so don't..." Yuan Ning saw Mo Zi and the people beside him start talking, so he lowered his voice and talked to Du Yan.
However, Du Yan answered the question: "Do you think that the person sitting at the end looks a bit like Cheng Yu?"
When Yuan Ning heard it, he looked over subconsciously. Although she has not spent as much time with Cheng Yu as Du Yan, she has always been attentive. After looking at it for a while, she said, "They are somewhat similar, but they look completely different. They are probably similar people."
Du Yan didn't say anything more, his original intention was only to reveal a little flaw here, to make some preparations for the next plan.
Yuan Ning turned to look at Du Yan again, and suddenly smiled: "Actually, it's the elder brother who misses becoming the king. When he misses, seeing that flowers are not flowers, trees are not trees, everything will carry the shadow of that person. "
"..." Du Yan felt again that Yuan Ning really went to the wrong studio.
After the banquet dispersed, Du Yan did not return to the bedroom, but retreated to the left and right, walking along the corridor to the place where Cheng Yu once lived.
Early this morning, the first snow fell. Although it was not big, it brought a chill to the bones. On this cold early winter night, the house in front of Du Yan's eyes became more and more desolate.
The place where Chengguo Proton lived was naturally the most remote and deserted place in the palace. After Cheng Yu left, the place was empty.
Du Yan pushed open the door and entered, standing with his hands behind his back. After a while, someone pushed the door and entered.
"You're still here." Du Yan didn't turn around, just looked at a point in the darkness.
"You invited me to come, how could I not come." A familiar voice sounded.
Du Yan turned around and looked at Cheng Yu who was standing at the door. There were no lights in the house, but the moon was very bright today, and he could clearly see the person in front of him.
"Even if I look like this, you can still recognize me." Cheng Yu stepped forward and stopped a step away from Du Yan.
Cheng Yu is already a young man in his twenties, but Du Yan has not fully grown yet, and is getting close. Du Yan felt that his entire body was shrouded in the shadow of the other party.
This sense of oppression made Du Yan a little uncomfortable, but as the ruler of a country, he should not show his cowardice at this moment.
Du Yan raised his head slightly and looked directly at the other party: "Cheng Yu, you know that one day you and I will meet each other. Why do you still come?"
"I don't know what will happen in the future. What I know is that if I don't come, I will definitely regret it."
In the end, Du Yan couldn't look into those eyes anymore, but turned his head slightly: "There is nothing here, it's not a long talk."
The two walked side by side, all the way to Du Yan's bedroom. After a while, the maid prepared everything, exited respectfully, and closed the palace door again.
On the table on the couch, a pot of wine was warmed on the small stove, and several charcoal pots were lit in the hall, but they still could not completely drive away the chill in the hall.
Du Yan played with the bronze jue in his hand and said, "Drink some to ward off the cold."
Cheng Yu habitually stretched out his hand to get the bottle, but his fingers were a little bit reluctant: "I've been away for a long time, and I'm not used to the cold here."
Du Yan took the jug from his hand very naturally: "When I saw you for the first time, it was quite resistant to freezing."
After all, he raised his hand to fill Cheng Yu with wine.
Cheng Yu glanced down at the wine in the glass: "This seems to be the first time I've had the wine you poured for me."
Du Yan glanced at him: "You are now a king, and you are a guest when you come from afar. It is only natural for me, the host, to serve you wine."
Cheng Yu smiled and said, "Then I can't live up to your wishes."
The two clink glasses, and then drank the wine in the glasses.
Du Yan raised his hand again to fill up the wine and asked, "Since the country became the capital of the country, it takes two months to go back and forth. The monarch is not in the court, you are not afraid of any trouble in the court."
Du Yan could actually guess a few points, Cheng Yu dared to act like this, he must have left behind. He just said it casually, and didn't think about getting an answer.
Cheng Yu didn't hide it, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and wiped it on the junction of his neck and face. After a while, he took off a human-skin mask from his face.
Cheng Yu's familiar face appeared in front of Du Yan, and he explained: "Some of the dead men under my command are the same as me. After wearing the mask, they can sit in the capital for me for a while."
Du Yan took the mask from Cheng Yu's hand and looked at it carefully: "You have quite a lot of talented people."
Cheng Yu said: "It was you who brought me to the Jucai Building, and I was able to secretly subdue so many guest ministers. Now that I think about it, have you been planning to send me away and help me ascend to the throne since then? "
Du Yan said: "You think too much, I'm just curious."
Cheng Yu smiled but didn't say a word, and didn't pierce the other party's stubbornness. He took out a letter from his arms: "the past things can be discussed later. I just want to ask the last question, what you said in your letter, but What is in your mind?"
Du Yan did not answer the letter, nor did he answer Cheng Yu's question.
He was silent for a while, and finally sighed: "What's true, what's false, now you and I are in the same situation in the end."
"You..." Cheng Yu said, wanting to say something, but suddenly felt a sudden dizziness.
Cheng Yu thought she was drunk and rubbed her forehead, but her dizziness did not ease at all. He only felt that the person in front of him was gradually blurring, and that person's eyes were a bit colder than the winter night outside the window.
He glanced at the wine in the glass, suddenly understood something, smiled bitterly, but did not say a word after all.
Du Yan looked at Cheng Yu who was lying on the table, sat on the couch for a long time, then gave a light high-five, and called the guards outside the hall to carry Cheng Yu away.