I want to abdicate every day [Rebirth]

Song Yan looked at the men in black who were lying on the ground, and couldn't turn his head around for a while, but just stared straight at Ji Zhao who was rushing towards him.

Ji Zhao threw away the bow and arrow in his hand and ran towards Song Yan: "Your Majesty, are you okay, are you injured?"

Song Yan blinked her eyes, licked her lower lip, looked at the nervous Ji Zhao, and hurriedly said, "No, I'm not injured."

Only then did Ji Zhao's hanging heart let go, and he murmured: "It's fine if there's nothing to do, it's fine to have nothing to do."

However, Song Yan's hopeful heart was completely shattered by Ji Zhao's arrows. He was fully expecting that the group of assassins would end his life, but in the end he was shot to death by Ji Zhao's arrows.

Song Yan's heart was bleeding, but he couldn't say anything wrong with Ji Zhao. As a soldier of the Shence Battalion, he wanted to put the emperor's life first, even if he lost his own life, he had to protect the emperor's safety.

Ji Zhao was not wrong, so Song Yan had no choice but to swallow the bitter fruit in his stomach.

——If I knew it was like this, I wouldn't be so wordy just now, otherwise he would either be reborn again, or he would be on the bridge of Naihe.

Regret, very regret.

Song Yan was slandering, and suddenly heard Chang Lu shouting: "Let go of Your Majesty!"

The shout startled Song Yan, and he turned his head together with Ji Zhao, seeing that half of his body was still in the water, while the other half raised his arms and shouted with all his strength.

"How did I forget him?" Song Yan murmured, and hurriedly went over with Ji Zhao to pull Chang Lu up from the water.

Chang Lu got up from the water with a pale face, tightly tugging on Song Yan's cuff, with red eyes: "Your Majesty, are you all right, Your Majesty?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Song Yan reassured him, and together with Ji Zhao, he helped Chang Lu to the carriage, but seeing the corpse on the ground, Chang Lu immediately fainted again in fright.

Fortunately, Ji Zhao was strong enough, so he directly carried Chang Lu into the carriage and wrapped him tightly with a blanket until Yu Boyan and Qi Ruotang came back after picking up dry firewood. Almost scared off the dry firewood in his hand.

King Yan of Yanzhou King's Mansion held the golden feather pigeon in his hand, and carefully took out the letter paper from the small bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg, and the carrier pigeon flew out with flapping wings.

The Marquis of Huaiyin looked at King Yan and asked tentatively, "What did you say in the letter?"

King Yan tightly squeezed the letter paper in his hand, with an extremely dignified expression: "None of the assassins sent out came back."

The Marquis of Huaiyin gasped, and couldn't help but said, "Could this little emperor have noticed something? Your lord should make plans early."

Yan Wang closed his eyes and nodded: "That's natural. Next, let them not act rashly and wait for the little emperor to arrive at the Yanzhou mansion. As long as he reaches the border of Yanzhou, he can't escape even if he has wings."

The Marquis of Huaiyin nodded in response, but he was still a little uneasy, and then he cupped his fists and said, "I've been away from Huaiyin for too long, and I'm worried that the little emperor will secretly go to Huaiyin to investigate, so I will go to Huaiyin first."

King Yan nodded in response, and immediately sent Marquis Huaiyin out of the study in person.

Song Yan didn't hide his identity, and sent Yu Boyan to Yanwang's mansion to greet him as soon as he arrived outside Yanzhou City.

The wind in early summer is not too hot, especially when the weather is repeated. Song Yan is still wearing spring clothes, an apricot-colored embroidered dress, and a white jade hair crown. His eyes are as gentle as water, looking at the people in front of the palace. The curvature of the corners of the lips was lifted up again.

King Yan brought the concubine, his children, and everyone in the palace to welcome Song Yan out of the carriage.

With Chang Lu's support, Song Yan walked slowly in front of King Yan, gave him a little support, and after saying goodbye to Ping, he looked at King Yan and said, "Uncle and my father really look alike."

The King of Yan is already at the age of knowing the destiny, but his appearance is no different from that of a person who is not confused, especially the son of King Yan, who is now 27, and the concubine Shizi is standing beside him, holding a big one and a small one. child.

The older one is about four or five years old, and the younger one is two years old.

Compared with the many concubines of the first emperor, but the offspring were either miscarried or died young. In the end, only one prince, Song Yan, grew up.

Thinking back when the first emperor was in power, Song Yan had an eldest son at his age, but Song Yan was still a widow. Compared with Yan Wang, a big family, he was indeed very miserable.

King Yan raised his eyes to look at the little emperor in front of him, his appearance was extremely gentle, he really didn't look like someone who was scheming and the city was so deep that he could kill King Gaochang. Thinking about it this way, King Yan became more determined that it was King Gaochang and the others. Cowardly.

King Yan said: "Your Majesty is much gentler than I thought. He really doesn't look like an emperor. He should be a son of a noble family."

Song Yan nodded and smiled: "Uncle just said that, I really want to be a son of a family, but I don't have a chance."

King Yan smiled slightly, and then greeted Song Yan into the palace.

On the screen wall after entering the palace, engraved are some deeds of King Yan in Yanzhou Mansion. The land of Yanyou is adjacent to Beiliao. Lead your troops against the enemy yourself.

And the carving on the screen wall is the most famous event. Yeluhong, the king of the Northern Liao Dynasty, led his troops to attack the city, but fell into the trap set by King Yan. Yeluhong, the monarch of the Northern Liao Dynasty, forced the Northern Liao Dynasty to stop fighting, and only then did the Yanyou land have a stability for more than 20 years.

It is said that Yeluhong, the king of the Northern Liao Dynasty, was ill after being captured and released. Later, the eldest son Yelumin came to the throne. In the second year of Song Yan's accession to the throne, Yelumin also passed away, and he was the third son who came to the throne. Prince Yeluzhen, and the new successor of Beiliao is only two years younger than Song Yan.

After seeing everyone in the palace, only Song Yan and King Yan were left in the main hall of the palace, and the attendants and guards were all outside the main hall.

King Yan looked at Song Yan carefully for a long while, and always felt that the emperor was very simple. Even if he wanted to pretend, his eyes could not deceive anyone. They were clean and transparent, which really made King Yan suspicious, so he opened his mouth tentatively:

"I heard that His Majesty has been out of the palace for a private visit for a year. I wonder when His Majesty plans to return to the palace?"

Listening to King Yan's temptation, Song Yan was naturally thinking about what he should do to force King Yan to submit.

Moreover, it is still somewhat difficult to make King Yan feel that he can strike and succeed.

Song Yan sighed, and couldn't help giving up. He only used the dead horse as a live horse doctor, and the boat straightened when it reached the bridge: "The world is so big, I have only visited a few places privately, and I plan to go to a few more places later, why? I have just arrived at Yanzhou Mansion, and my uncle wants to drive me away? Could it be that there is something in Yanzhou Mansion that I can't let me know?"

King Yan's heart trembled a little from Song Yan's last sentence, and his hands trembled slightly. Fortunately, he hid his hands in his sleeves so that Song Yan would not find out.

Yan Wang said with a smile:

"Your Majesty was just joking. Is it the king's land in the whole world? Is it the king's subject on the shore of the land? The Yanzhou Mansion of the minister is still His Majesty's place. How can there be something that His Majesty doesn't know."

After going back and forth, Song Yan understood that this King Yan was more difficult to deal with than King Gaochang and King Qinghe.

But it doesn't matter, it's not easy to survive, but it's not easy to seek death, as long as he rushes to anger King Yan and force King Yan to kill the king, it will be fine.

Song Yan felt relieved when he thought of this, and deliberately revealed the brocade bag hanging around his waist, which contained the seal of the king of a country. As long as this seal is printed on the imperial edict to pass the throne, it will be firmly established there. something happened.

Naturally, King Yan also saw the brocade bag, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart: The little emperor really took great pains to test him, but so what?Even if he has thousands of troops and horses, so what, now in his Prince Yan's mansion, he is the King of Yan who has the final say.

Song Yan said with a smile: "I'm just joking about uncle's words. King Gaochang and Uncle King Chu have told me about uncle's loyalty. I still trust uncle. We are a family in the first place. If relatives are jealous of each other , then the world will be in chaos? Uncle, I don’t think you will let the people of the world suffer from the chaos of war, right?”

——So you can settle Zhenzhen on your territory, and you don't have to waste people and money to rebel.

Listening to Song Yan's words, King Yan kept looking straight into his eyes, so radiant and without any conspiracy, almost convinced King Yan.

But since the King of Yan understood the meaning of Song Yan's words, he naturally knew how to respond: "I am not only aware of my loyalty, but the people under the jurisdiction of Yanzhou Prefecture can also testify. Naturally, the common people will not suffer, so why talk about wars?"

——It turned out that the little emperor had already known their alliance in his heart, but unfortunately, this king is different from them, and this king still has his plans.

King Yan thought complacently that he really planned to attack Song Yan when he was in Yanzhou Mansion, but now he has changed his mind. He wants to wait for Song Yan to leave Yanzhou Mansion before doing it. throne.

The two uncles and nephews tried to test each other, and waited for the housekeeper to come to say that dinner was ready, and then the two stopped their mutual testing, with a peaceful expression on their faces, and walked to the dining room hand in hand. Accompanied by King Yan, taste the unique delicacies of Yanzhou Prefecture.

The sky at night in early summer is exceptionally clean, with no clouds, bright moon or stars, only the breeze blowing into the house through the windows.

Ji Zhao looked at Chang Lu as he undressed and washed Song Yan, with a gloomy expression on his face, seemingly thoughtful.

Song Yan picked up the handkerchief Chang Lu handed over and wiped the water on his hands and face, then looked up at Ji Zhao: "After driving these days, why don't you take a rest? What's the point? What do I say?"

Ji Zhao clasped his fists and saluted, "Your Majesty, let the subordinates guard here tonight. The subordinates always feel that this Palace of King Yan is not peaceful."

Song Yan patted him on the shoulder with a slight smile, and said in relief, "It's okay, this is Prince Yan's Mansion, there are soldiers guarding and patrolling, and no assassins will come."

Ji Zhao's face is still gloomy: "No, the scary thing is not the assassin, but the people in Yanwang's mansion. After nightfall, his subordinates have quietly inquired in Yanwang's mansion. There is no need for Jingchu's Chuwang's mansion here. Yanwang's mansion is very dangerous. .”

Song Yan looked at Ji Zhao, it was really hard for him to say clearly that he came here just to die, and pass on the throne by the way.

So Song Yan hesitated to speak, handed the handkerchief to Chang Lu before saying, "Mingyue, do you believe me?"

Ji Zhao nodded.

Song Yan curled his lips into a smile: "Since you believe in me, go back and rest. I'm not afraid. I'm the king of a country, so I can't be intimidated. Do you understand?"

Ji Zhao stared into Song Yan's eyes for a long while, then he clasped his fists together and left Song Yan's bedroom.

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It seems that I haven't sent red envelopes to my babes for a long time, so I decided to leave a comment on this chapter and give out red envelopes.