Golden Stage

"Leopard Tao..." Fu Shen murmured.

Yan Xiaohan: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Fu Shen said, "Brother Yan, I..."

He hadn't finished speaking when a servant announced from outside the door: "Master, General Beiyan Xiao Xun is visiting and is waiting outside the door."

"Looking for you." Yan Xiaohan pulled out the brush in Fu Shen's hand, and after speaking, he turned his head and ordered to the people outside: "Please come in, Master Hou will go over here."

Fu Shen turned the wheelchair and wanted to go out, but was stopped by Yan Xiaohan: "Wait, what's the hurry."

He turned around and went inside to get a cloak, wrapped Fu Shen tightly, and then pushed the wheelchair out from behind. Needless to say, it was appropriate and meticulous, and when you met a threshold when you went out, you could even move the person and the wheelchair across, which saved a lot. trouble.

Fu Shen was taken care of by him with mixed feelings, a little embarrassed and a little bit sweet.

The relationship between him and Yan Xiaohan was very delicate. When the two exchanged shallow and deep words, they could barely be friends, but they were forced into a relationship that couldn't be more intimate, which caused them to have their own reservations, and psychologically, they became even more alienated.

But anyway, at least face to face.Fu Shen felt ashamed of himself when it came to human sophistication, if the two of them switched positions, he wondered if he could not be as considerate as Yan Xiaohan.

Speaking more deeply, he never thought that he could be treated like this after being injured. Someone was guarding him in the middle of the night, and he remembered to take a cloak for him before going out.It was like a poor child who was suddenly stuffed with a large ingot of silver. He had never seen so much money in his life, and he was caught off guard and was at a loss as to what to do.

In just one and a half days, he almost didn't know the words "hypocrisy".

In the main hall, Xiao Xun saw Fu Shen pushed into the main hall by Yan Xiaohan, his expression froze on the spot.

Yesterday he took people straight to Yangshugou in the east of the city to look for "Wang Gou'er", but he only found two people to go to the empty thatched cottage.When it was raining heavily, they were trapped in the village. A big dog behind Wang's house kept barking. Xiao Xun felt that something was wrong, so he let the dog hold their clothes in his mouth and led them down to Shouhua Mountain behind the village.The three of them tossed until midnight, and finally found the bodies of Wang Gou'er's family deep in the mountains.

After they carried the corpse back to the village, reported it to the local government, and temporarily settled there, Xiao Xun immediately went back to the city to report to Fu Shen. He was married by the emperor without even entering the gate of the Marquis Mansion. The man in front of the door couldn't afford to kneel, and Yan Xiaohan was stunned by a series of news about taking people back home.

Before Yan Xiaohan went to court today, he was afraid that someone would rush to the door and disturb Fu Shen's recuperation, so he specially ordered that no visitors be accepted.Xiao Xun had been shut out several times in the Yan Mansion, and finally met Fu Shen after all kinds of difficulties and dangers. He was exhausted physically and mentally at the moment.She wished she could cry in front of Fu Shen.

"General!" Xiao Xun stood up from his chair.

Fu Shen nodded slightly, his demeanor was calm, and he looked very calm, as if the gift of marriage had no effect on him, and he was even a little...enjoyed?

Xiao Xun watched helplessly as Yan Xiaohan pushed the wheelchair to the opposite side, then leaned over and whispered a few words into Fu Shen's ear, with an intimate gesture, a bit like a close friend.

"...The main hall is big, and burning charcoal is not as warm as the indoors... Wear it, don't play tricks..."

Xiao Xun closed his eyes, and pinched his thigh fiercely.

Damn, it hurts so much.

Yan Xiaohan withdrew voluntarily, leaving this space for the two of them. Before he left, he poured a cup of tea for Fu Shen to warm his hands, and by the way gave the disheveled General Xiao a half-smile.

The autumn river was resplendent, and the night sky was as clear as water. Yan Xiaohan stood under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard, holding a few broken flowers on his fingertips, half-closed his eyes, thinking about something.

Emperor Yuantai wanted to use him to transfer the military power of Beiyan in Fu Shen's hands. This kind of transfer was not just about killing Fu Shen.It has become a default rule that Beiyan iron cavalry has been passed down from generation to generation in the Fu family. If Fu Shen unfortunately passes away, the military power will fall back to Duke Ying's mansion.The current Duke of Ying, Fu Tingyi, is not good at military matters, and the future son, Fu Ya, is a dandy, no matter who takes the position, it will be a good thing for Emperor Yuantai.

Thinking about it this way, the timing of Qingsha Pass's assassination was really a coincidence.

However, Fu Shen's fate was very hard, so Emperor Yuantai could only settle for the next best thing.Marquis Jingning must never have descendants, who knows if his son will be as outstanding as his father in the future?The only breakthrough was starting from Fu Shen's marriage. As long as Yan Xiaohan married Fu Shen, he barely became half of Fu's family.

This can be regarded as a method of peaceful transition, the only difference is whether Yan Xiaohan can get Fu Shen to include him in the scope of "one of his own".

Looking at Fu Shen's attitude in the past two days, the other party seemed to intend to divide the alliance between him and Emperor Yuantai, but did not show any further intention to win over.Fu Shen seemed to have other plans, but his current inability to act didn't seem like he could stir up the situation and turn the world upside down.

What's more, he still has a pair of iron shackles called "morality" on his hands and feet.

Today the Ministry of Rituals has begun to calculate the wedding date, and the next step is to send someone to check the birth date and prepare for the six rites.Maybe it's time to end the mutual temptation, and he needs to have an open and honest talk with Fu Shen.

In the game between Emperor Yuantai and Fu Shen, he couldn't just be a pawn to be pushed around.

Chess pieces also have dignity.

He was wrapped in a cold autumn night, standing in the night, as if separated from people by a barrier, the silhouette seemed to have an unspeakable loneliness.

After a long time, the main hall door was opened from the inside.Xiao Xun was obviously taken aback when he saw him standing in the courtyard, and suspicion immediately appeared on his face.Fu Shen was clearly farther away, but he couldn't keep his eyes open, so he caught sight of Yan Xiaohan at a glance. Their eyes met lightly in mid-air, and then slid away like two fish swimming.

Yan Xiaohan brushed off the non-existing dust on his sleeves, Shi Shiran passed Xiao Xun into the room, and asked with a natural attitude: "The talk is over, do you want to see off the guests?"

As he walked around, the cold air hit his face, Fu Shen felt a little uncomfortable: "How long have you been standing outside?"

Yan Xiaohan obviously misunderstood what he meant, and smiled lightly: "The two masters of the Northern Yan Army are here, how dare Yan Mou offend."

"I think you are stupid." Fu Shen snorted, pushing the hot tea on the table towards him.

Yan Xiaohan snatched his cup from Fu Shen's face, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Lord Hou, for your consideration."

Fu Shen frowned: "...that's my cup."

"It's just to warm your hands, and I don't want to drink it." Yan Xiaohan's face was full of innocence, "What does Lord Hou think?"

Fu Shen: "..."

Xiao Xun looked at the two of them flirting with each other with mixed emotions, no, tit for tat, if it wasn't for knowing Fu Shen for many years and knowing that he didn't have that kind of hobby, he would almost think that the two of them had done a fake show for real.

"General," he stepped forward and said to Fu Shen, "Since the matter here is over, please return to the residence to recuperate, the carriage is waiting outside the door."

"No."

Both eyes turned to the speaker, and Fu Shen raised his eyebrows.

Yan Xiaohan: "Master Hou is suffering from wind and cold, and his leg injury has not yet healed. The Hou's residence is short of doctors and medicines, so it is easy to delay his illness. Master Hou, why not live with me at ease first, and wait for Shen Yice to recuperate his body before he recovers. Make plans for the next step."

"What's your plan?" Fu Shen asked with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Are you planning to marry you?"

Yan Xiaohan: "Otherwise, does Hou Ye think he has other ways to go?"

The smile on Fu Shen's face completely faded: "You want to put me under house arrest?"

Yan Xiaohan shook his head, said "Take a step to speak", took Fu Shen away, and leaned over to whisper a few words in his ear.

Fu Shen remained silent for a long time after listening, and stared at him fixedly. After a moment of silence, he suddenly turned his head and said to Xiao Xun, "Did you see everything?"

Xiao Xun nodded blankly.

Fu Shen: "That's it."

"What, what?" Xiao Xun was confused, "General..."

Fu Shen said impatiently: "You have also seen that the envoy Yan Qincha coveted the beauty of the Marquis, robbed the men of the people, and detained the Marquis in his mansion, and he was not allowed to go out. Said that I was left in the Yan Mansion to recuperate."

Xiao Xun: "..."

He glanced at Yan Xiaohan tremblingly.

Mr. Yan was so blinded by the big black pot that fell from the sky that he almost couldn't stand still. Even so, he forced a gritted smile and said, "Just do as Master Hou said."

Xiao Xun suddenly understood why Yan Xiaohan's reputation in the court was so bad - it was said that every time he quarreled with Fu Shen, no matter whether he won or won, the wind direction in the whole capital the next day would be "the lackeys of the imperial court are killing again". Loyalty."