It's not good to be a courtier

Not long after, there were thunderstorms in the mountains and heavy rain, which lasted until the next afternoon.The morale of the Beiwei camp was rarely boosted after the death of the general. Feng Yan returned to the Beiwei camp. Liu Rong had been waiting outside the big tent. Seeing him coming back, he said helplessly: "You should go in and see for yourself."

Feng Yan lifted the curtain, and a gray figure sat in front of the desk, holding a scroll in his hand, motionless, but his long eyelashes fluttered faster than usual, Feng Yan's face suddenly sank, "Where did you find him? "

Liu Rong opened his mouth, feeling that this matter was not suitable for him to talk about, so he said, "You should ask him, I'll go out and have a look," and then he lifted the curtain and went out.

"Did you write that fire?" Feng Yan rubbed the hilt of his sword, seemingly asking casually, his heart tightened, waiting for the answer he didn't want to hear.

Murong Qi put down the book in his hand, lowered his eyes and said: "You shouldn't be kind in this matter, Gu Chuan is rooted in the northern border, if anyone is spared, it will be a knife hanging on your head in the future."

Feng Yan choked coldly: "That's all your intention?"

Murong Qi raised his eyes and asked back, "What do you mean?"

"Who is behind Gu Chuan, you don't want to know?" Feng Yan turned around and looked Murong Qi in the eyes, "You turned around and slaughtered Gu Chuan, did you know something or were you covering up something?"

"You think the person behind Gu Chuan is me," Murong Qi asked coldly, "Even if the weapons, albums, and fire are all pointed at me, why should I take the life of the general?"

Feng Yan sternly said: "Why? When father is alive, Beiweiying will only stand by the side of the sixth prince. But if it is me, Feng Yan, the position of Beiweiying may change."

Murong Qi was taken aback, and laughed at himself: "You look at me like this." A trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and he turned to say: "I have always wanted to know how your hostility towards me came from. No matter what happens, you are the first It's always me who is suspicious."

"You seek too much," Feng Yan turned his back and said in a dark voice, "I doubt you, there is nothing wrong with it."

Murong Qi lowered his eyes, "The building will collapse, and there will be no eggs under the overturned nest. Even if you no longer serve me now, you, Feng Yan, have my imprint on you. If I have nothing to ask for, I am afraid that no matter how big the world is, there will be nothing." The place where you stand."

Feng Yan sneered, and said in a cold voice: "I have never asked Your Highness to do this, and what Your Highness asked for was not what Feng Yan asked." He has never been transparent about this, he and Murong Qi have been bound together for a long time, But he wanted to use his own way to determine the future of the northern border, he clenched his fist tightly, "Please stand by and watch the affairs of the northern border, and don't interfere! As for Feng Yan, your highness can just let it go."

Murong Qi was stunned for a moment, his face turned pale, his hands under the palace uniform twitched uncontrollably, and he gasped inaudibly, "I was meddling in my own business, since General Feng has won all It’s time for me to go back to court.” Standing up abruptly, he said, “Since you wholeheartedly want to transfer power to Feng Zhang, you naturally don’t want me to interfere too deeply, but Feng Zhang may not be as simple as you think. .”

Feng Yan was stunned for a moment, without even thinking about it, he immediately said angrily: "You think that everyone else is like you, with deep plans, broad plans, and powerful ideas!"

"You..." Murong Qi tilted his body, supported the table with his hands, his slanted eyes were full of sharpness, he opened his mouth and said nothing after all.At this moment, Liu Wei opened the curtain and came in, Ye Weiting followed behind him, Liu Wei saw two people standing in the tent, a little strange, said to Ye Weiting: "Uncle Ye, I can only ask you to take a look, His Highness's injury is not serious. Good rumor."

It was only then that Feng Yan looked at Murong Qi's face, it turned pale, and immediately stepped forward and asked, "You are injured, where is the injury?" Murong Qi lowered his head slightly, frowning and pushed away his support.Feng Yan touched his hand that was as cold as ice, turned to look at Liu Wei and asked, "What's going on?"

Ye Weiting glanced between Feng Yan and Murong Qi, and said to Liu Wei: "Go to the back and get the medicine box, which is under the bed. Please sit on the side of the couch, Your Highness, and I will check your Highness's injuries."

Murong Qi stood up straight, took a deep breath, and said calmly, "I'm fine with this palace, I have to thank His Royal Highness Xiling."

"It's okay, you don't know how ugly your own face is," Feng Yan reprimanded, Murong Qi turned his head to look at him with firm eyes.Liu Xing put the medicine box on the round stool beside the couch, and then said: "Last night, His Highness ambushed a person in Yungui who had no chance of appearing here."

Feng Yan was stunned, looking down at Murong Qi, his thoughts turned back and forth, and he said for a while, "It's Murong Qi! I should have thought of it when Xue Zhishang attacked you. How did you know that he was in Yungui?" ?”

Murong Qi said sullenly: "You don't believe me, so why bother?" His subordinates still wanted to break free from Feng Yan's restraint, but unfortunately he was injured too badly last night, and he was exhausted by the Northern Guard Camp.

Feng Yan reached out his hand to his waist, trying to hug him, but Liu Wei stopped him, "No, the injury is on the waist, and you will die if you miss it by an inch." Turning his head, he said, "Your Highness is really too risky. A few people went to ambush His Highness Sixth Highness's impregnable courtyard, if it wasn't for..." Murong Qi suddenly raised his eyes, and Liu Yan immediately shut up.

Feng Yan pursed her lips, sighed and said, "I was too harsh just now, let Uncle Ye see your injuries."

Murong Qi raised his eyes to look at him, was silent, walked to the side of the couch and sat down, Ye Weiting carefully spread the thick gauze wrapped around his waist, and when the wound was completely exposed, he couldn't help but pause. The teenagers have a new look and feel.

"The wound is so deep, you are still standing, and the wound on your shoulder is not healed." Feng Yan frowned and said, standing aside to help Ye Weiting.

Murong Qi moved his lips, and when he was about to speak, Feng Yan said: "Stop talking, close your eyes and take a rest." As he spoke, he handed Ye Weiting a roll of gauze.Ye Weiting carefully cleaned the wound for Murong Qi, applied two layers of medicine densely, wrapped a thick bandage, then got up, and put a bottle of golden sore medicine and several rolls of gauze away, Feng Yan was puzzled : "Uncle Ye, what is this?"

"Your Highness must be in a hurry," Ye Weiting said indifferently, "The wound is changed every two days so that it won't get worse. I'll take care of it after His Highness returns to Beijing."

Murong Qi opened his eyes and nodded to Ye Weiting, Ye Weiting couldn't help being startled by that expression, he asked as if inadvertently: "Someone told Your Highness that His Highness looks like the late emperor?"

Murong Qi glanced at Ye Weiting calmly, "You are the first person to say that..."

Ye Weiting smiled lightly and didn't speak any more.Liu Yan also went out, Murong Qi was still sitting on the edge of the couch, Feng Yan put away the gauze and gold sore medicine, looked at his thin figure and said, "When do you plan to leave?"

Murong Qi didn't respond, but covered his underwear, and said coldly: "Tonight," his amber eyes were rarely silent, "I won't interfere in the northern border, don't worry."

Feng Yan held back for a while, stood up and said: "There is still time for a meal, I'll go and tell the small kitchen to cook something you like. The military camp is no worse than Beijing, and the food and clothing are rough. You must I can't get used to it."

"In your eyes, am I such a person who is greedy for comfort and enjoys pleasure?" Murong Qi changed his usual silence and choked.

Feng Yan lowered his eyes and could only say: "I misunderstood you, don't be angry." Murong Qi looked away, his face was silent, no expression could be seen.Feng Yan wanted to say something else, but he didn't want to hear it, so he didn't say anything, he lifted the curtain and went out, just in time to meet Liu Xi who was coming towards him.The two went to the food camp together, and Feng Yan asked, "What happened last night?"

Liu Wei did not answer his question, but said: "Last night he could have killed Murong Dan with one blow, but he chose to abolish his right hand. There is no precedent for a one-armed emperor in the Great Yan Dynasty, and Murong Dan has completely lost his inheritance. Qualifications for the throne. I couldn’t figure out why until I saw you today.”

"He abolished Murong Dan's right hand?" Feng Yan was astonished, and suddenly thought of the fact that Murong Dan broke his right hand in the palace in the previous life, and then denied this guess, those memories that should have been forgotten, no one in this world will ever again Knowing that, he asked instead, "What did you guess?"

Liu Yan patted him on the shoulder, and said with emotion: "He could have kept himself secret, but now Murong Du must hate him very much. It can be said that he returned to Beijing with difficulties and dangers. He put himself in deep danger, nothing more than He just wants to destroy Murong Dan's foundation in the northern region. In other words, he wants to give you a northern region that no one can get in."

Feng Yan was silent, and suddenly said: "Help me get some food to put in the big tent, I'll go back and have a look." He knew Murong Qi too well, so he turned around and went back before he had time to think about it, but Murong Qi was nowhere to be found in the big tent. .

Liu Rong took the food and walked halfway, seeing Feng Yan hurriedly passing by, he rushed up to meet him and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Follow me." Feng Yan didn't have time to explain, he hurried to lead the horse, saw Ye Weiting at the gate of the barracks, he seemed to know the whole story, and said calmly: "Yan'er, come here, I have something to tell you."

Feng Yan threw down the reins, and stood beside Ye Weiting for a while, Ye Weiting's eyes were full of vicissitudes, he said: "Feng's family was born in a reckless family, and they have been ranked as royal relatives for three generations, do you know why?"

Feng Yan nodded, "I heard from my father that it was because the first emperor favored my aunt alone."

"Yes, it was because of your aunt that the Feng family had the best reputation at that time, and it was also because of your aunt that your father had the opportunity to enter the Northern Territory. But when your father worked so hard to gain a foothold in the Northern Territory, the late Emperor did everything for the Northern Territory and the court. They restrained each other and gave her death without hesitation. This is the Murong family, the late emperor, the current Emperor Renhe, and the future Murong Qi, they are no different."

"Uncle Ye," Feng Yan was startled, suddenly understood what he was talking about, and was a little surprised, he didn't expect Ye Weiting's insight to be so thorough.

"I admit that what Murong Qi did in the northern border, put you first in everything. In order to eradicate Murong Qi's influence in the northern border, he did not hesitate to risk his life. But he is not a thing in the pool, and he will never stop here. He When he has to ascend to the throne, he will care about what people in the world say about him, and he will care more about how history books are written."

Feng Yan is silent, Murong Qi will do far more than this, he is an emperor through the ages, and his political achievements will shine in the annals of history.

"And you, you will become a sycophant described by the official historian. Even if you are already the lord of the northern border, you are just a sycophantic. He may kill you before others do it. That piercing pain, you Have you figured it out yet?"

"Uncle Ye, I understand what you mean. I have nothing to say." Feng Yan said quietly. Only in this life, I don't want to care about what other people say, and I have no power to care about it. If Uncle Ye really agrees in the end, I will face it calmly, after all, I have no regrets in my heart."

Ye Weiting stared at him for a long time, and finally sighed, "Don't worry, I will guard the North Guard Camp for you. But, Yan'er, no matter what, you can't give up the North Guard Camp, it's your father's life. Hard work is also the last way out for your Feng family."

Feng Yanzheng nodded emphatically, saluted Ye Weiting, got on his horse, rode two fast horses, and left in a hurry.Ye Weiting stood on the ancient tower of the North Guard Camp, looking to the south, where all his joys and deepest pains used to be.

"Your Highness, everything is ready..." Someone behind him reported softly.

Ye Weiting's face was distorted with unimaginable pain. He once obeyed his own heart, but he lost miserably. "Old Yu, do you think it's right for me to do this?"

"Feng Yan was the last person the General saw. Maybe...his position was with His Highness the Eighteenth Highness from the beginning. His Highness did this because of the old general's loyalty."

Ye Weiting didn't speak anymore. For so many years, he has sealed himself in this corner of the northern border, letting the vicissitudes of life and the world change. He has long forgotten the true appearance of disputes.After a long time, he made up his mind, "Let's do it this way."

Feng Yan and Liu Rong chased all the way to the south of Caiyun, but they still didn't find Murong Qi. If he didn't take this road, then there was only that road.Feng Yan took a bite of the steamed bun in his hand, tightened the bundle and threw it behind his back, stood up and said, "Don't eat, it's important to hurry up."

"After chasing all the way, they didn't find any traces. It's obvious that they didn't take this road. There are thousands of paths, and you know which one he's going to take." Delay in speaking.

Feng Yan patted him, and was about to stand up, but immediately sat down again, Liu Rong seemed to be unintentionally looking at the three or five people who came in from the door. After sweeping the inn five or six times, Liu Rong picked up a chopstick dish for Feng Yan and gave him a wink.

Feng Yan pursed his lips and remained silent, his face was full of worry. When he left the inn, Feng Yan said, "I've been going all the way, I don't know how many dials, what exactly does he want to do?"

"Since he wants to get rid of Murong Dan's power, he probably didn't go too fast. We just need to follow these people and we should be able to find him." Liu Xuan said, pulling up his horse and walking towards the main road.

After the two had gone far enough, a man in gray came out from the inn, and the person next to him cupped his hands and said, "Sir, do you want to get rid of these two people?"

"Don't worry, follow them, maybe you can find a big fish." The gray-clothed man's maroon eyes locked on the figure on the road, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

In the Taiji Hall, Emperor Renhe sat on the dragon seat and maintained a posture for half an hour. He read and read a report with relish, finally put it down, and said to the inner supervisor: "You'er is so cool, Dan'er is ruthless." Li, thinking of choosing the crown prince among them, I feel so sad and chills down my back, I'm afraid that a hundred years later that old guy will scold me bloody when he sees me."

"The late emperor loved His Majesty the most, how could he be willing to do so," the inner eunuch bowed without raising his eyelids.

Emperor Renhe made a mocking smile, "Do you love me the most? But after all, he is not as good as his favorite Concubine Feng. The old man left so early, not to reunite with Concubine Feng. He may have forgotten, and Such an unworthy descendant."

"Your Majesty, the late emperor passed away due to illness. When he left, he entrusted this old slave to take care of His Majesty. Has Your Majesty forgotten?" The inner eunuch bowed his old body even lower.

Emperor Renhe curled his lips, waved his hands and said: "Okay, okay, I just said it casually, I didn't blame you, let alone blame the late emperor, what are you so excited about, hurry up, this old man Bones."

The eunuch got up slowly, and said again: "Your Majesty, get up and move around, your body hurts at night after sitting for a long time."

Emperor Renhe stood up obediently, played the newspaper at hand, and muttered: "I don't favor anyone, it depends on who has the life to come back."

And in Tuzhou thousands of miles away, Wang Qi was carrying a man in a black cloak with a white jade fan across his chest. Those who blocked their way were the dead soldiers of the Xiao family, and the leader was Xiao Shengyin, the leader of the Xiao family's generation.

"Wang Qi, when did you become someone else's running dog and meddle in other people's business. Isn't it good to practice Zen and enlightenment?" Xiao Shengyin's voice was like an oriole chirping, and his crisp voice added a bit of liveliness to the Shura field.

Wang Qi said indifferently: "Why are you standing here with bloody hands, is it not good to be nostalgic for the boudoir?"

Xiao Shengyin smiled ironically and mockingly as if hearing some joke, the palm of his hand swirled vigorously, and the piles of snow on the branches of red plums fell in the wind, and were swept up in the air by the air current, flying up in an instant. The snowflakes were swirling one after another, fascinating people's eyes.

Wang Qi stared at the swirling snowflakes, turning a blind eye to the hidden murderous intent, as if he was bewildered by the beautiful scenery, and remained motionless.

Xiao Shengyin's eyes flickered, his murderous intent was revealed, he moved his lotus steps lightly, and in an instant he got close to Wang Qi, Wang Qi raised his eyes slightly, and offered the white jade fan in his hand, the two immediately fought together.After more than a hundred moves between the two, Xiao Shengyin grabbed Wang Qi with sharp claws and tore the black cloak on Wang Qi's body, revealing strands of cotton. Wang Qi's figure suddenly turned, and the white jade fan flashed coldly. Stained with a little blood flower.A wisp of strange fragrance drifted away with the white jade fan, "Not good!" Xiao Shengyin yelled, covering his mouth and nose immediately, it was too late.After the dead men of the Xiao family fell to the ground, Wang Qi kicked them one by one into the deep pit that had been set up long ago. It only needs to be delayed for a day, and Murong Qi can avoid the murderous intention and arrive in Beijing safely. At that time, no one will do anything not him.

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I only wish that the idle clouds chased the wild cranes, regardless of the vicissitudes of life in the world.After all, I only have this life...