Qihuang

Before Gong Ding could finish his words, Yan Liao gave him a hand, squinted at him and said, "The dog Emperor Xian'an is also dead."

Gong Ding's words immediately stuck in his throat, suffocating: "...what?"

A group of ministers: "..."

Originally, the prince said that the king passed away, and the officials were in a state of astonishment, but now the prince said that even the emperor passed away! ?

What is this?

Someone said: "Your Majesty and Your Majesty are at the same time... Is there any connection between them?"

Yan Liao stared at this person and said, "Framed."

Some ministers still wanted to know more about it, but they didn't dare to ask after being swept by the eyes of the crown prince. They all looked at Prime Minister Wang and Liu Yushi, counting on these two veteran ministers to ask questions.

Wang Yuan knew the inside story, so naturally he wouldn't ask; and Liu Yushi also knew that this matter might involve taboos, so he didn't dare to ask directly in the hall, so he pretended to be blind, and planned to find the prince with Wang Yuan in private.

As a result, the low-pitched discussions of the ministers resounded in the hall.

Gong Ding regained his composure and asked nervously, "My lord, do the states, counties, and vassal states know about these two things?"

Yan Liao was silent, he got the news from Wu Hai.Ever since he found out, Yan Liao has been on the go, how could he know if other places knew about it.But if relying on the experience of the previous life, the localities probably haven't known it yet.

The forces in Xian'an City are intricate, and the princes of all parties do not know whether they have returned. I am afraid that, as Wu Hai said, the inside forces are in turmoil.

Wang Yuan's face was full of sadness. Now that the crown prince has released the news, he only cares about one thing now: "The king passed away in the imperial capital, how should the body be brought back to the country?"

Hearing this, Yan Liao's eyes quickly flashed a gloomy look.

Lowering his eyelids and fiddling with the handle of the seat, Yan Liao said flatly, "The people in Xian'an City don't have such kindness."

It's not that he didn't think about taking his father's bones home in his previous life, but he didn't have this opportunity at all.

Where are the bones?The crime of treason and regicide, which fell into the hands of those gangsters, can be imagined.

Wang Yuan vaguely understood something, sighed and said: "The old minister will arrange the national funeral with the Ministry of Rites, the son takes care of his health and mourns."

When those ministers heard what Prime Minister Wang said, they had the attitude of "let's leave if there is nothing else", and they became anxious again. They still have a lot of thoughts to express.

Liu Yushi followed closely and asked: "My son, since the emperor has passed away, do you know which prince will inherit the throne?"

Yan Liao: "If there are no accidents, it should be Sima Chengle."

Liu Yushi carefully looked at the prince's face, and thought to himself that since the prince knows almost everything, he should just say what he thinks.Why is it that the sky is half falling this time, the expression on Shi Zi's face seems to be more peaceful than usual?

Is it the pain of bereavement?Or is it a stormy calm?Liu Yushi guessed to himself, of course he didn't know that Yan Liao was just tired, coupled with the severity of the injury and the effect of the medicine, he didn't want to talk too much nonsense.

However, tranquility is a good sign, Liu Yushi took advantage of the prince's easy-talking appearance, and directly suggested:

"Since this is the case, the son should go to Xian'an Emperor's Capital in person. Firstly, he will pick up the king. Second, he can also have an audience with the holy majesty. The date of succession to the throne should be set as soon as possible."

After all, something happened, whether it was an accident, or as Gong Ding said, it must be resolved quickly.

Liu Yushi now only hopes that the son can go to the feet of the emperor who is about to ascend the throne to show his loyalty for the sake of Mobei's overall situation.

As soon as these words fell, the officials all echoed.

Some have already started discussing what the prince should bring to Xian'an: "According to the usual practice, when visiting the Holy Majesty during the national mourning period, the tribute can be reduced by [-]%."

Some said: "Hey, the country cannot live without a king, and it should be planned early."

Some said: "After all, the new emperor has not yet ascended the throne, so we can't show it too early. Even if we have a guilty conscience, we should be tactful."

Yan Liao sat on it and watched coldly the group of people making things up. Looking around, he could count the faces that were simply sad for the death of his father.

Yan Liao tried his best to calm down, smiled, and said, "That's right, I really have to go to Xian'an."

The son's voice was clear and clear, and all the ministers looked up in disbelief after hearing this.

The prince just said he was going to Xian'an?Could it be that this time the son actually thought of being with everyone?

The officials were moved, and felt that this was God's eye opening.

Liu Yushi's eyes were filled with tears of relief because it was rare for the son to listen to his words, and he thought in his heart: Although the king is dead, it would be a good thing if the son matured because of this.

After comforting himself, Liu Yushi breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I'll leave this matter to the minister and the household department for discussion!"

"You don't need this matter." Yan Liao shook his head, and ordered lightly: "A conscription order will be drawn up, and this prince will expand the military camp to at least 3000 people in the next year."

But who should entrust the matter of conscription?

Yan Liao looked down and saw that the officials were all startled again. Seeing the bewildered and fearful faces made Yan Liao feel agitated.

Liu Yushi: "My son wants to replenish his troops because of today's incident? But is it too hasty to conscript [-] troops in the next year? Why don't you go to Xian'an first, and discuss the matter of conscription when you come back?"

Yan Liao smiled slightly: "If you don't conscript, how can you go to Xian'an? This son is going to Xian'an, of course he has to fight in!"

Liu Yushi: "???"

The ministers: "!!!"

Your son is still your son, tranquility and everything are fake, this is simply a storm!

A group of people were trembling, and at this moment, they felt very grateful that the king was still alive.Now that the king has passed away, and the eldest son inherits the throne, if the whole country is pulled to rebel, how can this be done?

Knowing that this group of people would have to talk about grandiose things, Yan Liao didn't want to spend too much time talking with them about this kind of matter, so he waved his hand: "Do whatever you want, unless you catch Wu Hai , within three days, no one should bother me."

After speaking, he pressed the armrest of the seat and got up, and when the dizziness passed after getting up for a while, he left directly.

A group of ministers looked at the prince so rebellious, and for a moment the sense of crisis was hanging on the top of their heads, and they sighed.

Liu Yushi dared not speak out, so he moved to Wang Yuan's side, slapped Wang Yuan, and said in a low voice, "Prime Minister Wang, what do you say? It's up to you to admonish the prince."

After speaking, Wang Yuan gave Wang Yuan a hard look.

Wang Yuan has been worrying all the time, and his body is also a little bit unbearable. After dismissing all the ministers, they went back to their homes.

As the night darkened, black clouds in the sky pressed down on the ground, and a blizzard fell again.

There was no wind at this time, and large flakes of snowflakes fell on Yan Liao's black hair, and then hopped up and rubbed his eyelashes. Wipe away.

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Three days later, the capital was covered with snow, and it became difficult for pedestrians to even travel.

Yan Liao was sitting against the wall on a soft couch by the window of the study. He was dressed in plain white clothes, holding a booklet in his hand, which was handed over by someone sent by Li Chao.

Probably because the search of Wu Hai failed, and the snowy road became more and more difficult, whether to send more people to search in the city, etc...

Throwing the booklet on the table, Yan Liao rubbed the space between his brows.

What do a group of people do for food, and they can't find someone for three days.

In the past three days, Yan Liao spent most of the time resting except for talking with Wang Yuan about the ghosts in the court.

It's really restful, so quiet that Yan Liao's skin and flesh are not fully healed, and his bones are about to feel uncomfortable again.

He asked the palace man for wine, but he didn't get it. The palace man said that Prime Minister Wang had issued a death order, and he would never allow the prince to touch a drop of wine; he read some strange records that he hadn't finished before, but he couldn't read them. .

It was not easy for Wu Hai's story to come out, and it was this kind of content, which made Yan Liao wish he could go out and arrest people himself.

The guards outside the study came to report: "My son..."

Yan Liao frowned, before he finished listening, he raised his voice, "No see."

These ministers are usually very good at pretending to be deaf and dumb, and they are very good at putting on airs. They said not to bother themselves, but they still annoy one after another as if they can't hear, and they are annoying one after another.

After a while, the imperial guard said again: "My son, Prince Wang said that if you don't see him again, he will throw away the good things."

Prince?Which prince?

Dare to go to the palace to find his prince, Yan Liao only had one candidate in his mind, but that person should not be in Mobei.

Just as I was thinking about it, there were two knocks on the door, and someone teased me: "My lord, you are too unreasonable. You didn't even ask anyone, and you just chose to disappear?"

Really this kid!

Yan Liao felt a little better, he stayed on the bed and opened the door to let the person in.

As soon as the door opened, Wang Xin squeezed in with a smile on his face, and Wang Xin said with a white smile: "Yes, it's me, are you surprised or not?"

The corners of Yan Liao's lips also curled upwards, and said, "A surprise is quite a surprise, but it's not a surprise. Let me tell you why you came back this time."

Wang Xinbai put the things in his hands on the desk, spread his hands and said: "I resigned from office, I quit, but I will come back." As he said that, his eyes lit up, he looked up and down Yan Liao, and asked in surprise: "My son? Are you...?"

Wang Xinbai seldom saw his son wearing white clothes.

The prince was already handsome, but he was always domineering on weekdays. Suddenly he changed into white clothes, which weakened his sharpness a little, and added a little elegance to his chicness.

Wang Xinbai teased him and asked, "What's the matter, are you starting to pay attention to how you dress? Which lady do you like?"

Yan Liao was slightly surprised: "You... don't know anything?"

Wang Xinbai: "I don't know what?"

Yan Liao: "In mourning."

Wearing white is mourning?

Can make the prince wear white clothes for mourning... Wang Xinbai was taken aback, he didn't dare to smile anymore, he quickly knelt down and said: "I don't know, please punish the prince!"

"Get up." Yan Liao sat back on the couch and asked him, "You don't know anything? Then what are you doing here?"

Among the princes and noble sons who grew up together, only Wang Xinbai from the Prime Minister's Mansion dared to laugh and joke with him, whether he was young or not, and it has not changed since childhood, so that Yan Liao thought that Wang Xinbai came to visit him specially.

Wang Xinbai was a little apprehensive: "Didn't I resign from Jiangling without permission? I haven't told the old man yet. I'm not afraid of being beaten or punished when I go home. I want to sneak into you first to find protection. We will punish and copy together." You will definitely not ignore me if you have grown up with me."

Who knows it's really not the right time.

"You resigned?" Yan Liao asked, "Then you have nothing to do now?"

Very good, the person who can use it delivered it himself.

Wang Xinbai felt a chill on his back, and quickly stretched out his hand to cover Yan Liao's eyes: "Don't look at me, I'm very busy, Jiangling is not a place for people to stay. I have already decided that I will be intoxicated in the mountains and rivers in the future, I will never be an official again!"

Yan Liao pretended not to hear it, and looked at what Wang Xinbai brought him.Just looking at it like this, Yan Liao's pupils shrank instantly: "Bai Yunbian, where did you get this!"

Wang Xinbai saw the prince pointing at him to let go of a pot of wine on the table, his complexion suddenly darkened, he was startled and said: "Do you know the name of this wine?"

By the side of Baiyun, Blue Bird Square.

This wine jar wrapped with a water-blue ribbon is only found in the Qingniaofang restaurant.And this wine will not be sold to ordinary customers.

Lin Shuiyan left with Wu Hai that day, and the restaurants in Jizhou were also empty, but now there is a white cloud appearing in the hands of Wang Xinbai who just came back from other places?

Yan Liao asked in a cold voice, "Who sold it to you? Where is it?" While taking the flagon in his hand, he poured out the wine in it, went to the stove and threw the flagon into it.

Wang Xinbai: "???"

The charcoal fire in the stove exploded, Yan Liao stared at the brown jug, and sure enough, under the burning of the charcoal fire, writing gradually appeared on it.