Tragedy counter attack system

When Yan Zheng came home at night, he didn't say anything when he saw Yan Yixuan.

Yan Zheng, who is fifty years old, still looks like a young sword, with the same momentum as before.Compared with when he was young, he has more vicissitudes, less flamboyant and impetuous, and his eyes are sharp. Few people can keep calm under such eyes.

No one spoke at the dinner table, only the slight crisp sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding. It is the house rule of the Yan family not to talk when eating or sleeping, although Yan Yixuan is not very willing to follow it.

After the meal, Yan Zheng and his wife said a few words, Yan Yixuan sat on the side, could only see the back of Yan Zheng's head, and wanted to get up quietly and leave here.As soon as he got to the door, he didn't see his father turning back, so he heard Yan Zheng say, "Xuan'er, go to the study with Wei father."

This is a common occurrence in Yan's family, Yan Zheng would not criticize his son publicly, and most of the time he would call Yan Yixuan to the study.

Yan Yixuan replied dully, "Yes."

Still did not escape.

Yan Zheng, who turned his back to Yan Yixuan, had a smile in his eyes, the little brat thought he didn't know!Mother Yan watched the battle from the sidelines, smiling gloatingly.

The father and son walked into the study one after the other.

After a while, Yan Yixuan came out, his steps were natural, his expression was serious but relaxed.The maid standing on one side bowed her knees and saluted, she glanced at the prince from the corner of her eye, feeling even more puzzled in her heart, what did the general say to make the prince's expression so... um, complicated?

Yan Yixuan went straight back to his own yard, his father's words still echoing in his ears, "Know what you want, Yan Mansion will always be your backing."

Although there is no worry about retaining positions in the capital, and there is no danger of forming a party for personal gain, but it is precisely this that makes the Yan Mansion too conspicuous in the capital.After a hundred years of precipitation and the accumulation of contacts, it is no longer just a Yanfu.

It is impossible for any king to allow such forces to be under his nose, and his achievements will outshine his master. This is a taboo for kings!

Yan Mansion's every move now will be infinitely magnified or even misinterpreted in the eyes of outsiders.But under such circumstances, what Yan Zheng said to him carried more weight.

The ancestor's oath of loyalty to the king is engraved in the ancestral hall of the Yan family, and the current monarch is also a wise man.It never occurred to him, and neither did his father.

Yan Yixuan pushed open the window and looked towards the sky, the shining stars were all over the sky, and the cool and watery moonlight flowed down, smudged the deep black eyes.

Raising his hand, a hidden guard appeared behind Yan Yixuan, hidden by the rosewood table, knelt on one knee, "Master."

"Go and check on a person named Fang Zilun, who has been in Beijing for more than a year." Yan Yixuan turned around, hesitated and said, "By the way, check his relationship with Ye Zhen."

"Yes."

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Yixuan finished his sword practice, had breakfast, and went to Ye Zhen's place.

At that time Ye Zhen was sitting in front of the window, listening to the sound of reading outside the courtyard, unconsciously lost in thought.

Although it is still in the capital, it is far away from the bustling area, and there is a private school not far from the courtyard.The children go to and from school every day, and sometimes they pass by the door. He can only think about those light-colored Confucian shirts once upon a time.

Over the years, even when he was ill, he never left his books behind, and often read them for comprehension.However, in the Jiayou court, people from Shang nationality were not allowed to take the imperial examination, and the Ye family didn't value him, so it was impossible to spend money and money on him, so he could only bury it in his heart.

"Ye Zhen? What are you thinking about?" Yan Yixuan followed Ye Zhen's gaze. There was nothing but the courtyard gate. He sat opposite Ye Zhen, picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea, and handed it to Ye Zhen , while saying, "I called you several times and you didn't respond, what? Is it uncomfortable to live here?"

After saying that, Yan Yixuan heard a voice from outside the courtyard, thought it was the reason, and said, "Blame me, this courtyard was bought with my own money not long after I joined the army. At that time, there was no private school next to it. The environment is clean. I know you don't want to make noise, so you should change the place!"

As soon as Ye Zhen came back to her senses, she heard Yan Yixuan said that she wanted to change places, and said quickly, "This place is very good, I like it very much. No need to change!"

Yan Yixuan looked at Ye Zhen suspiciously, is it good?Isn't it disturbing to have this sound every day?And when did Ye Zhen become so eager, it didn't suit his temperament!In this case, shouldn't he calmly answer him no?

Silently put this idea into my heart, and changed the subject, "It's good that you live comfortably. The weather outside is fine, go out and sit?"

Although it is a small attic here, but half of what should be there is not left behind, and there are quite a few rockery pavilions.

Walking through the path and heading to the pavilion at the back, it is not yet early summer, but there is warmth. The grass on the ground is nourished by the spring rain, and the green color is connected into one piece, which is a scene full of vitality.

After the two sat down, a young servant came over with tea sets, put them on the stone table one by one, stepped back, and waited outside the pavilion.

There is a light gauze hanging around the pavilion, which flutters with the breeze, and people outside can only roughly see two figures.

Knowing that Ye Zhen knew a little about chess, Yan Yixuan asked people to bring up the chess pieces and the chessboard. After three rounds of fighting with Ye Zhen, Yan Yixuan was shocked.In these three rounds, he and Ye Zhen each won one round, and the other round was a draw.

So you still say you understand a little?Not to mention anything else, he is familiar with the art of war and strategy, and he has a strong view of the overall situation in Go. Few of his peers can beat him, and he has not given up on it at all.

Facing Yan Yixuan's accusing eyes, Ye Zhen blinked innocently. He has never played chess with anyone before, how could he know his level.

After thinking about it for a long time, the two of them were also a little tired.At this time, more than an hour had passed since Yan Yixuan came, and he asked people to serve a few plates of pastries, and the two chatted while eating.

Yan Yixuan asked about Ye Zhen's recent situation, recalled what he had handed over to the secret guard yesterday, and said, "Ye Zhen, Fang Zilun, I have ordered someone to investigate, and I will let you know the result as soon as it is found."

Ye Zhen, who had stretched her brows and looked comfortable at first, restrained her expression, and just nodded lightly.

Yan Yixuan noticed something different, but changed the content of his words, "Then what happened after you found him?"

after?Ye Zhen tilted her head, "Go to him."

In such a hurry?Yan Yixuan suppressed the sudden sourness in his heart, did he eat too much?After wiping his hands, he picked up his teacup and took a sip, um, it's much better this time.

"Then are you still staying in the capital?"

"It's hard to say, maybe it will, maybe it won't." Ye Zhen took a pastry and put it in his mouth. His most important thing right now is his relationship with Fang Zilun. It would be great if he could develop in the capital, but he needs to go out for a while. Learn more about the business situation here, so you can't stay in a house like this.

Ye Zhen eats elegantly, but at a fast pace, and a small plate is gone in a short while.When he looked up, he saw Yan Yixuan's expression was very troubled, what's wrong?

After sitting for a while, Yan Yixuan left.He wanted to go back immediately and let the hidden guards hurry up and find out who this Fang Zilun was!

But I didn't see how much Ye Zhen cared about him!

Could it be that Ye Zhen belongs to the type of people who care more about the colder their expressions?

This is the kind of feeling that the child I took care of along the way was beaten by a pig.

Ye Zhen, "..."

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