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Si Chuanshao stood in front of Yan Zhaoge's door, knocked lightly on the door, and shouted, "Yan Zhaoge."

The door was silent.

Ji Xia, who was guarding the door, shook his head slightly.

During this period of time, Yan Zhaoge was drinking and eating, and he was groggy all day long, and he didn't answer anyone's calls.

"I'll go in and see."

Ji Xia's expression moved slightly, as if he wanted to stop him, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Si Chuanshao pushed the door open and went in, and a smell of alcohol came over her face, which made her frown and covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief to feel better.

A pile of wine cans were placed in a mess on the table, and the quilt on the bed was neatly folded. The owner of the room collapsed on the ground, reeking of alcohol and unconscious.

Si Chuanshao frowned, first opened the window to disperse the smell of alcohol in the room, and then ordered people to pack up the wine jars and throw them away. After a lot of tossing, Yan Zhaoge was still lying on the ground, and even let out a sigh of relief. There was a slight snore, but her brows were still furrowed.

Si Chuanshao sighed slightly, she fetched a basin of clear water, soaked a towel in the water, and wiped Yan Zhaoge's face.After doing all this, Yan Zhaoge still didn't wake up, so she stood by, reading a book, and glanced at Yan Zhaoge who was asleep from time to time.

Yan Zhaoge didn't wake up until evening. When he woke up, he had a splitting headache, but his whole body was dry.

She got up from the ground with her head covered, but before she could stand still, someone kicked her in the chest, stumbled to the ground, and knocked over the table.Yan Zhaoge lay on the ground with brows and eyes twitching, that kick almost broke her ribs, the pain was so painful that she didn't know whether to cover her head first or her chest first.

And who had such a deep hatred with her that almost kicked her half-life?

She squinted her eyes to recognize the figure standing in front of her, dressed in a gorgeous dress, with a good figure, and a bit of displeasure on her pretty face.

It's Si Chuanshao.

Not the one who was going to kill her.

Yan Zhaoge lay back down in peace.

"Yan Zhaoge!" Si Chuanshao couldn't hold back his temper, he stretched out his hand to grab her by the collar and was about to pull her up from the ground.

Yan Zhaoge wanted to lie on the ground, so how could he let her pull him up?Si Chuanshao was out of breath, his forehead was sweating, and Yan Zhaoge didn't move much.

"Don't bother."

"Are you going to be drunk and dreamy from now on?"

Yan Zhaoge lay lazily on the ground without speaking.

"What about Yan Ningkang? What about Beidi?"

"Third... Didn't the Prime Minister take a liking to him? He took the path of a civil servant, just right. As for Beidi, don't you want the power of Beidi? Take it."

"You don't want revenge?"

"Revenge?" Yan Zhaoge let out a "ha" laugh, full of sarcasm, "Who am I going to take revenge on? The dead Marquis of Guangnan? Or take revenge on the refugees who are lying dead outside the city? Who is my enemy? Who? Who can shoot my father in the back in the army? Who can take my brother in the city? Tell me—who is he?"

Si Chuanshao couldn't answer.

"You go."

Yan Zhaoge lay on the ground, listening to the footsteps around him gradually receding, followed by the sound of the door opening and closing.She closed her eyes with tears streaming down her eyes.

Ah Yue... Ah Yue...

Mother, Ah Yue is gone too...

Si Chuanshao was very anxious. If Yan Zhaoge had looked like this when he first came to the Northland, it would be fine. At least the soldiers and civilians in the Northland had only expected her to be a descendant of the Yan Kingdom. But now Yanzhao Song has already demonstrated her talent and talent, and she made such a big sacrifice for the stability of the Northland. At this time, she will be replaced to be idle, let alone the soldiers and civilians of the Northland who have accepted her love. The ministers in the hall will be quite critical.

But with Yan Zhaoge's appearance, how can he afford the Northland?

In desperation, she went to look for Yan Zhaoge again, this time Yan Zhaoge did not fall asleep, but seeing her blushing and staggering appearance, she was not very sober.

"Yan Zhaoge, I want you to wake up, do you hear that?"

Yan Zhaoge squinted his eyes to look at her, reeking of alcohol, couldn't help but take a drink break.

Si Chuanshao frowned.

"I'm awake, aren't you, hiccup, don't you want power? Take, take away, hiccup, these things are all for you... hiccup, I don't want it, I don't want anything..."

"Yan Zhaoge!" Si Chuanshao grabbed her by the collar, dragged the person in front of his eyes, and said sharply, "Is that how you accept your fate?"

"I don't accept my fate, what else can I do? What else can I do... If I, if I do something, will I, hiccup, even lose my last brother..."

"Have you ever wondered why your brother lost it?

"Why did Yan Ningsheng get lost? If he stayed in Jihou's mansion well, would he get lost?

"Why did Yan Ningyue die? If he stayed in Chang'an City well, how could he be...killed?

"Who is all this because of?"

Yan Zhaoge looked at her dully, and murmured: "Because I... because I wanted to avenge my father, I took them out of Chang'an, so the second child was lost, and I took them to the Northland, so Ah Yue It's all because of me, it's my fault..."

"Yan Qingyue!" Si Chuanshao slapped her hard on the face, she gritted her teeth and said, "You avenged your father, there is nothing wrong! Since you avenged your father, don't you plan to avenge your brother? You made the decision to leave Chang'an, but if Chang'an is safe and sound, and the Duke of Shu has not usurped the throne, would you choose to leave Chang'an?!

"Didn't you come out because Chang'an is in chaos, and if you stay here, you will only be trapped in Chang'an city?!"

"...Is, is it..." She asked in a daze, subconsciously grabbing the hem of her clothes.

Si Chuanshao sighed slightly, and she said softly: "Yes, Qingyue, these things are all the fault of the Duke of Shu and his sins. You said that you should bear the responsibility of the Yan family, so the hatred of the Yan family , you should also carry it, do you want your only remaining brother to bear these?"

Yan Zhaoge's body trembled.

"You're right... I can't, I can't let the third child bear these hatreds, I have to do it myself, I have to do it myself..."

For a moment, Si Chuanshao felt that Yan Zhaoge's eyes were as crazy as a desperate beast, the last straw grasped before dying.

"You have to take revenge. You can't just be decadent like this. Yan Ningkang can't be alone. The Duke of Shu hasn't fallen to the end he deserved."

Yan Zhaoge's eyes fell on her following Si Chuanshao's words, she held onto Si Chuanshao's sleeve tightly, and murmured: "I will help the crown prince ascend the throne, and you will help me avenge you, right? You promised me. "

"Correct."

The moment Si Chuan Shao came down, Yan Zhaoge was paralyzed. She looked at Si Chuan Shao, her eyes gradually blurred, and her lips trembled, as if she was saying something.

"Sister Ah Shao..."

she says.

Si Chuanshao was taken aback.

"I'm here, Qingyue, go to sleep, it will be fine when you wake up."

Yan Zhaoge fell into a deep sleep.

……

The revived Yan Zhaoge regained his former spirit, and even became more cheerful than before.This seemed like a good thing, but Si Chuanshao always felt that something was wrong.

At the price of sacrificing his younger brother, Yan Zhaoge was regarded as the monarch by the soldiers and civilians of the entire Northland, and the prestige of the Yan surname in the Northland far surpassed that of the so-called Great Jin Emperor.

Most of the military generals in Yandi are Yan Lan's old troops, some ancestors are even the generals of the old Yan Kingdom, and they can even be related to Yan Zhaoge. They used to fight for Yan Kingdom for many years, and now they are fighting for Jihou.It was almost a matter of course for them to recognize Yan Zhaoge and follow Yan Zhaoge, but when Yan Zhaoge showed his talent and methods, this kind of recognition turned into a dead heart.

Under the coercion of generals from Yandi, the generals of Zhaodi were either forced or voluntary to choose to serve Yan Zhaoge.

The military of the Northern Court has become Yan Zhaoge's monopoly, and the courtiers cannot interfere. In terms of political affairs, the courtiers of the Northern Court are now divided into two factions, one is from the North, and the other is from Chang'an, who are from the North. Naturally they will support Yan Zhaoge, but those from Chang'an have no foundation, if they are not willing to support Yan Zhaoge, the Northern Army will not buy their account at all.

In this way, half of the political affairs are in Yanzhao singer.

what's nextUsurper?

Fu Zhixue was very worried. The courtiers from Chang'an came to the north because they didn't want to follow the rebellious officials and thieves of the Duke of Shu.But if Yan Zhaoge usurped the throne, what should they do?If you obey, the previous behavior of refusing to submit to the Duke of Shu has become a joke. If you don't obey, do you have to travel thousands of miles?Even if you are willing to run around, where can you go?

Before Yan Ningyue died, he took Yan Ningkang as his student. First, he wanted to use this to restrain Yan Zhaoge, and second, he thought that this child was talented.But Yan Ning's death was so miserable that he could no longer use Yan Ningkang to do anything. Now Yan Ningkang has become Yan Zhaoge's untouchable back scale. If he moves, I don't know what this lunatic will do .

Yan Zhaoge went crazy.

Although there is no sign to prove that Yan Zhaoge is crazy, but Fu Zhixue has such a feeling. When his father was the prime minister in the past, he met countless people who were flattering and sycophant. , He has also seen all kinds of life, and when he fell into a well, he was humble before being obedient. Everything he had experienced in the past told him that Jihou was already crazy.

A lunatic pretending to be a normal person is more chilling than a simple lunatic.

Four years have passed in Xingping, and another five years have passed in Xingping.

Some rumors began to appear between the government and the opposition.

Maybe it was intentional flattery, or maybe it was because they really wanted to fight for the merits of the dragon, but no matter what it was, the target of the attack was the Jihou Yan Zhaoge who is now powerful in the north.

Is it the Zen throne of the little emperor, or the mutiny of Marquis Ji?

Everyone is waiting for that critical moment.

The real conflict happened in the court in the sixth year of Xingping, and it was about the ownership of the tax revenue in the fifth year of Xingping. The courtiers and generals fought.

Yan Zhaoge acquiesced that [-]% of Yan's tax revenue would be provided to the imperial court, and Si Chuanshao would support her in doing things that she could not do as Yan Zhaoge. Otherwise, no matter how special Yan Zhaoge's status was in Yan's land, she would not be able to do so quickly It won the hearts of the people in the Northland, and there were no rumors about her outside.

But the generals refused, Yan Zhaoge felt that he only had one younger brother left, and it would be useless to ask for more property, but in their view, this was all to save strength for the future, and they had already regarded the Northland as their pocket The whole northern land should belong to Marquis Ji, and Marquis Ji then entrust them to them. This is only appropriate.Now Marquis Ji is only Marquis Ji, neither emperor nor vassal king, you unscrupulous fellows dare to ask for our things in vain?

Something better than a pig and a dog!

The generals and courtiers fought directly in the court.

Several household officials were beaten to the point of bleeding.

Yan Zhaoge directly ordered the generals to be dragged out to beat the board, and the nobles were dismissed.

But there are still generals who will not give up.

"This is our northern land! This is our land of Yan! This is the feudal state of Marquis Ji! It's not the Great Jin! Food can be supplied to the court, but why give it to you for nothing! Isn't it enough?"

This military general wanted to ask Yan Zhaoge for the title of vassal king, at worst he had to ask for the duke of the state, so that in the future no matter whether it is forcing the young emperor to abdicate or mutiny, it would not be too difficult.

But the courtiers thought otherwise.

It is unreasonable for an irrelevant military general to be in power like this, and to provide food to the court. It really shouldn't be done without a name. It has to be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise the time will drag on for a long time. Yan is no longer surnamed Si.

Then - get married.

The little emperor is only three years old, and he is still running around in crotch pants. There is no daughter's family in Jihou's mansion, so if he wants to marry, he has to marry from the royal family.

Now the only one who can marry is Princess Jinyang.

Fu Zhixue and several clan ministers came to invite Si Chuanshao to marry him. Si Chuanshao was silent for a moment, then nodded.

When Yan Zhaoge got the news, there was a bang in his head.

To refuse is to humiliate Si Chuanshao. If he agrees, if his identity is exposed in the future, he will seek his own death.

dilemma.

Yan Zhaoge finally complied.

If she doesn't step down, the situation in the Northland will only become more tense, which can at least temporarily ease the conflict between the courtiers and generals.

The marriage was scheduled for the summer of the seventh year of Xingping.

Due to the limited conditions, the empty treasury, the ancestral temples are in Chang'an, and the high halls of both parties are absent, everything is simplified in the marriage, worshiping the memorial tablet, worshiping the heaven and the earth, and finally paying respects.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the eldest princess's wedding dress, and couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in.

The wedding dress with the color of flame made her heart feel hot.

Si Chuan Shao covered his head and was held by Yan Zhaoge, sighing silently.

Yan Qingyue, after all, I will marry you.

The author has something to say: This is the last chapter.