Donggong Ce [Rebirth]

King Ping is Feng Yuan's title.

Feng Yuan's biological mother, Concubine Wei, is now in charge of the Six Palaces, which is quite important.

Most of the members of the Wei family are from the Ministry of Internal History and Yushitai, and it is not difficult to find someone who is a young bird and join the book of King Yan.

Xie Gui frowned: "Could it be about the tribute?"

Feng Zhang's expression said it all, it really was something wrong with the tribute.

Xie Gui sighed, "What did father say?"

"Master Xie has pressed the matter, we will not move for now."

The Xie family is the head of the gentry, and Xie Yong ranks among the Shangshutai.After the first prime minister resigned from his old age and became an official, Xie Yong became the person who actually commanded all the officials.

Feng Zhang was right, if one day Xie Yong is in a bad mood, go and sue him, I am afraid that the emperor will really make him suffer in order to appease Xie Yong.

Xie Gui pursed his lips and remained silent, Feng Zhang had already guessed his thoughts, and comforted him: "Don't think too much, even if there is no tribute, the Wei family will find other reasons."

"I know……"

Xie Gui sighed deeply.

"Ping Wang has always been narrow-minded. If he makes a sudden move, I'm afraid there will be another move."

-

Thousands of miles away, the capital city is already full of spring.

After coming down to the court, Wei Mingcheng, the doctor of internal history, declined the kind invitation of his subordinates and went to Prince Ping's mansion alone.

This morning Feng Yuan complained of illness and did not go to court, but he was waiting in the study early.

As soon as Wei Mingcheng entered, Feng Yuan immediately stood up to greet him: "Uncle."

Wei Mingcheng didn't seem to notice his graciousness, he picked up the cold tea and drank it silently.

Feng Yuan endured it, but still couldn't hold it back: "What did Emperor Father say?"

Wei Mingcheng raised his eyelids coldly, Feng Yuan didn't seem to see it, and was still looking at him expectantly.

"What else can I say?" Wei Mingcheng put down the tea bowl, calmly said, "Leave this matter to Mr. Xie for the time being."

Feng Yuan was a little anxious: "But old man Xie Yong's heart is in Yandi, leave it to him, the matter of King Yan..."

The corner of Wei Mingcheng's mouth twitched and he felt a slight headache, "Your Highness, there is no need to rush this matter. Xie Yong is so cunning, how can he easily get something for you?"

He and Xie Yong have been in the same dynasty for nearly 20 years, and they have fought countless times in secret, with fewer victories and more defeats.

And the few times they won, the losses were heavy.

This time, if he wanted to attack King Yan, he had to be very cautious.

Feng Yuan was still regretting: "It's a pity to let Sixth Brother go like this."

Wei Mingcheng sneered: "When did I say that I would let him go? It was your mother who was too anxious back then, and Empress Yuan found out the clues, which left the root of the disaster."

He paused for a while before saying: "A woman from the Han race doesn't feel cold when she sits in the back seat."

Feng Yuan seemed to be listening to the teaching with an open mind, Wei Ming stood up and sighed.

"Your Highness, don't worry. Although the Xie family is difficult to deal with, Xie Yong Mingzhe is used to protecting himself and will not interfere with the prince's affairs. Moreover, King Yan forcibly took Xie Gui away and threatened the Xie family. He has long hated him so much."

Feng Yuan thought about it for a while, "Uncle taught me a lesson."

Seeing that he was finally comforted, Wei Mingcheng was relieved a little.Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Feng Yuan.

"Fengzhang went to Yandi, and the person we placed next to him to poison him seems to have disappeared. You remember to find another one and put him there."

Feng Yuan did not forget to pour out bitter water: "Sixth brother is quite smart, he eliminated our people on the way, and when others find out, he has already arrived in Yandi..."

It's okay not to say anything, but when Wei Mingcheng opened his mouth, he didn't say anything.

"I told Your Highness long ago that even a dog should not be taken lightly. If we had arranged a few more at the beginning, wouldn't it save a lot of effort now?"

He was short of breath for a while, and after saying a few more words, he saw Feng Yuan's expression darken.

This nephew is still too impatient.

At the same time, he also felt a little pity.

Wei Mingcheng sent someone to investigate, and Xie Gui is a useful person.Although Xie and Wei's two families had frictions, they were never at odds.It's not impossible to borrow it to help Feng Yuan.

If there is a chance, let Xie Gui leave Feng Zhang.

Wei Mingcheng didn't say any more, and didn't care about Feng Yuan's expression, and hurriedly left Prince Ping's mansion.

-

The matter only temporarily stopped for a few days, and not long after, the matter of Yan Wang Fengzhang's private withholding of the tribute was brought to the table.

The courtiers quarreled furiously.

One group felt that King Yan was just looking for money, and what he withheld was not too important. He had to be forgiving and forgiving, so it didn't matter if he was let go.

The other faction felt that the Seventh Prince, Feng, had learned from the past and was motivated by wealth, and if one was not good, he would become a conspiracy.

However, if Feng Zhang himself was present, he might be dumbfounded.

With Fengzhang's current family background, it would make people laugh out loud to say that he was motivated by money.

During the dispute, Xie Yong held on to the wat board and remained motionless.

He was silent, so naturally someone noticed him.

Wei Mingcheng suddenly turned his attention to Xie Yong: "Master Xie is not feeling well, why did King Yan intercept the tribute, but Master Xie didn't say a word? This is really not like Master Xie."

Xie Yong smiled kindly, didn't even move the wat board, glanced at him, and said nothing.

Wei Mingcheng punched the cotton, and immediately lost face.

"Speaking of which, the Ministry of Rites found out this matter. Mr. Xie has made great contributions, why is he so silent?"

Xie Yong smiled and held the wat board tightly, shrugging his shoulders, his face was kind, and his movements were cautious, as if he was afraid of something.

Wei Mingcheng's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned.

Xie Yong, an old fox, has this expression every time he wants to run on him.

Sure enough, Xie Yong cleared his throat and spoke:

"Your Majesty Wei is too worried. King Yan is a son of a dragon, so how to deal with it depends on His Majesty's will?"

In an instant, the court hall, which was as noisy as a market, quieted down.

The courtiers, who were blushing from the noise just now, suddenly fell silent like ducks being strangled by their necks.

They realized later that since Master Wei proposed to deal with King Yan, the emperor has been silent.

This dynasty is not the previous dynasty, the era when the nobles were respected.

In front of the emperor, they talked endlessly about how to deal with King Yan, which can be said to be trampling His Majesty's face in the mud.

In particular, this King Yan is the son of the Empress Yuan who is His Majesty's favorite.

Sending Yan land far away, His Majesty is already uncomfortable enough, and they still fight like no one else...

This is adding salt to His Majesty's wounds!

Wei Mingcheng was certain that Xie Yong had noticed the emperor's silence a long time ago, but he didn't drag himself into the water leisurely until he pointed the finger at him.

... This old man!

The hall was too quiet, so quiet that only His Majesty's slightly heavy breathing could be heard.

After a while, the emperor said coldly: "Read."

The servant Nuo took out the imperial decree that he had prepared long ago.

Wei Mingcheng was even more impatient, and gouged out Xie Yong's eyes.Xie Yong was not in a hurry, he patted the dust that was not on his sleeves.

His Majesty even prepared the imperial edict long ago, obviously he had an idea.

A pit was waiting for him in front, and he urged Xie Yong to push him into the pit!

Wei Mingcheng suddenly felt his throat itchy and coughed twice.

Before the servant opened his mouth, the emperor ordered coldly: "Wei Qing is not feeling well, so doctor Sun came to see a doctor. Wei Qing is in the mansion to rest and recuperate. Remember, guard against arrogance and impetuosity."

This was grounding him for a few days in disguise as a warning.

Kill chickens to warn monkeys, knock mountains and shake tigers.

Even Mr. Wei, the doctor of internal history, suffered a loss and retreated. Do they still have room to talk?

Wei Mingcheng felt his legs were a little weak, he forced himself to laugh and said, "Thank you for your kindness."

The servant unfolded the imperial decree and began to chant.

Wei Mingcheng was caught off guard again by Xie Yong, his heart was upset, his ears were buzzing, but suddenly he saw Xie Yong raised his head and looked at the emperor in surprise.

He hastened to concentrate and listen carefully.

"...Let King Yan enter the pilgrimage..."

After the waiter finished reading, he stepped aside respectfully.

Xie Yong had no time to consider Wei Mingcheng's reaction, he frowned calmly, and happened to meet the emperor's thoughtful gaze, and quickly lowered his head.

According to the usual practice, except during the holidays, when the vassal king handed over the memorial and could enter the capital, he was summoned to the capital by imperial decree.

This matter can be big or small, the big deal is that His Majesty put the matter on him and asked Xie Yong to recite the matter, and then King Yan continued to live his happy life.

His Majesty suddenly summoned King Yan to the capital, what exactly is his plan...