i am afraid

Jiang Yan slowly stopped moving. He may not be good at observing words and expressions, but he is a very sensitive person, not to mention Pei Yue's silent attitude is obvious enough.

"Let me go," he said.

Pei Yue let him go according to his words, and after taking a few steps back, Jiang Yan realized that Pei Yue's eyes were a little red, and there were many bloodshots in the whites of his eyes, making him look extremely haggard.After all, his heart softened for a moment, and he said: "You have difficulties, I don't ask, I just ask, whether what Jiang Xuanying said is true, sixth uncle..." Has he passed away?

This is something he has always wanted to ask but had no chance to ask. In his situation, he is determined not to be a good emperor. The result of forcibly occupying the position is to live as a puppet. Although he doesn't know what Jiang Xuanying is going to do, but For such a person, he doesn't mind thinking about him in the worst direction. If he uses him to do things that are not good for Da Xian, even after a hundred years, he will have no face to face his ancestors.

If Uncle Six is ​​fine, he will risk his life to hand over the throne to him. It has nothing to do with his personal thoughts. He is doing it for the sake of showing off. If something really happens to Uncle Six... Jiang Yan clenched his hands tightly. Yuan Yu was at a loss for a moment.

It turns out that he has long been used to relying on him, as ridiculous as a dodder flower.

Pei Yue was silent for a while, and chose to tell the truth to Jiang Yan: "Your Highness, he disappeared in the rebellion. Under such circumstances, the chance of surviving is very low, so he directly reported his death in battle."

Jiang Yan took a deep breath, "Then, how is the situation on the front line? Cousin, don't hide it from me anymore, I need to know."

"The situation is not good. The Mobei Army has lost its commander. People are panicking and have suffered heavy losses. I, I will leave for Mobei tomorrow."

Pei Yue looked into Jiang Yan's eyes, and there was his reflection in them. Jiang Yan's eyes were different from anyone he had ever seen. They were clearly clear to the bottom, but they seemed to be deeply captivating.

Jiang Yan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. Yesterday his uncle had brought the Beiling Army back to the station. As soon as Pei Yue left, he was really the only one left here. He could really face those ministers alone. With the covetous Jiang Xuanying?

But he didn't say it out. He still wanted to maintain the last bit of dignity in front of Pei Yue. He lowered his eyes, hesitated, and said, "Then, can you take my sister away? Anpinghou is gone, and she is the only one left." Alone, I don't worry about her."

Pei Yue said: "Frontline warfare is not a child's play...Sorry, I can't take her away."

Jiang Yan didn't say anything, he probably knew this in his heart, but he finally had a hope, and he was not too disappointed when his hope was shattered. Since Jiang Xuanying was looking for something very important to him, he wouldn't To attack him and his sister in a short period of time, he still needs this identity. They are all safe, but there is nothing else besides safety.

Pei Yue left, and Jiang Yan felt so empty for some reason. At this time, someone reported that Mr. Xuanying asked to see him, but Jiang Yan ignored him. Jiang Xuanying's notification was never a notification but a signal of "I'm coming in".

Sure enough, Jiang Xuanying strode in very quickly, covered in makeup, Jiang Yan turned around and walked to the inner hall in disgust. He didn't want to see this bastard who deceived his sister's feelings at all.

But Jiang Xuanying smiled, "Are you sure you don't want to talk to me about your academic problems?"

Jiang Yan suddenly turned around, not knowing what tricks Jiang Xuanying was playing, he tried to concentrate on listening to his heart, but after changing to Jiang Xuanying's identity, his mind was so deep that he couldn't hear anything.

Jiang Xuanying picked out a beautiful arc on the corner of his mouth. He adjusted the angle intentionally or unintentionally. The side face facing Jiang Yan's direction was extremely handsome, and there seemed to be delicate and gentle rain in his eyes. Anyone would love it for this touch of color moving, but not including Jiang Yan who is very insensitive to people's appearance.

He said impatiently, "What do you want to say?"

Jiang Xuanying's peacock-like expression suddenly seemed to have taken a bite. His face darkened for a moment, and he said dryly: "From tomorrow onwards, you will go to Wenhua Pavilion to attend lectures every day after the court. For two hours a day, I will replace you. I have selected three Taifus, two to lecture on texts, one to lecture on martial arts, and the other six ministers take turns to be on duty to answer the court affairs for you."

Jiang Yan looked at Jiang Xuanying with delirious eyes, very suspicious that his brain was damaged, or he was thinking of something else. He has never received such a course, isn't it more handy to control it?

Jiang Xuanying really doubted whether he had gone too far before. Why did everyone suspect that he was not a good person?But he thought about it and felt that he had done nothing wrong.

He pondered for a while, and tried to express his fatherly kindness: "I still have two things that I haven't found, and I will leave when I find them. Before that, you have to learn to be a qualified emperor."

Jiang Yan looked at him more defensively. He didn't believe that Jiang Xuanying would really give up his current status of being above ten thousand people and leave. Then there was only one possibility. He was trying to comfort him, trying to make him trust him temporarily, and then from now on. Here he gets more information about what he wants to find.

Jiang Xuanying rubbed his nose depressedly, and stopped talking about this topic, he said: "The Secretary of Internal Affairs has sent the imperial robes for tomorrow's court, you go and try to see if it fits, if it doesn't fit, let them modify it."

Jiang Yan didn't want to stay with Jiang Xuanying for a second. Hearing the words, he walked out quickly as if he had received an amnesty. Zhou Ning, who had been pretending to be a wooden figure, kept his head down and followed in small steps, not slow at all.

Jiang Xuanying rubbed his chin, his mother?Obviously the eunuch next to the little emperor was a mother-in-law, and he was still walking in small steps. It was really... Seeing that there was no one around, he quickly lowered his head to look at his feet, and was satisfied to find that both feet were crossed, very manly.

When Maoshi went to court, Yinshi had to get up. In winter, the sun was late. After Jiang Yan finished washing, the outside was still dark. The court clothes were not as thick as those for the enthronement ceremony. Zhou Ning specially added a folder for Jiang Yan inside. Cotton clothes, walking out of the chariot, the body is not cold at all, but the face is flushed by the cold wind.

Only a little way away from the Zichen Palace, Jiang Yan shrank his neck and wanted to lower his head, but Jiang Xuanying, who was walking beside him, said: "Raise your head, you can't even stand the wind, what kind of emperor are you?" ?”

There was an undeniable toughness in the words, Jiang Yan gritted his teeth and raised his head, but secretly said in his heart, this emperor is not what he wants to be.Moreover, he glanced slightly from the corner of his eye, and saw that Jiang Xuanying seemed to have been prepared for a long time. He was wearing a gorgeous and thick peacock fur cloak, the hood was pulled down, and his head and face were tightly covered. He bowed his head and shrank his neck.

Seemingly aware of Jiang Yan's gaze, Jiang Xuanying snorted and didn't speak, so Jiang Yan assumed that he agreed, lowered his head, shrunk his neck, and tightly held the warm round jade in his hand.

He lowered his head and did not take two steps. A cloak covered his sight. The cloak still carried Jiang Xuanying's body temperature. His body suddenly warmed up. Painting, almost freeze frame.

Jiang Yan thought blankly, so this guy isn't so ugly, is he?Suddenly, Jiang Xuanying shrank his neck, hunched his back, and jumped around twice: "It's so cold, so cold, so cold..."

"Hurry up! It's freezing cold!" He strode forward, his back, well, very hunchbacked.

Jiang Yan felt that he was really blind just now, he fastened his cloak silently, and caught up with Jiang Xuanying's footsteps.

In fact, it has been a long time since Jiang Yan tried to get up so early. He is a rare idler in the palace. His request, at most, is to complete homework on time.When I woke up early at first glance, my head was actually a little groggy, but after being blown by the cold wind, I became more awake.

This is his first time to go to court, but for the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, this is just a daily routine. Even if the new king ascends the throne, his attitude is more solemn, but it will not be as serious as the enthronement ceremony. The moment he sits on the dragon chair, Jiang Yan was not afraid of anything anymore, he was condescending, and could almost see everyone's expressions, but these people all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at his face.

So this is the so-called imperial majesty?

Zhou Ning quietly handed over a piece of paper with Jiang Xuanying's handwriting on it. He just had to read the words on it. The Zichen Palace was so big that the emperor's voice could not be heard very far. The eunuch who passed the decree would naturally say the rest.

Zhou Ning was originally his chief eunuch, and it was logical that such matters as delivering the decree should be handed over to him, but his voice was too thin, and even with all his strength, he could not convey it too far, so this good job fell behind. When he arrived at a young eunuch named Su Qing, Jiang Yan had just finished reading the first sentence, and Su Qing called out with a very high-pitched voice.

"I inherit the ambitions of my ancestors and the fate of heaven, and now I am the king."

Jiang Yan read another sentence: "I hope that all of you will be of the same heart and mind, and live up to the will of the late emperor, and the ancestors are very kind."

Su Qing then repeated that he was speaking loudly, but without any dignity. Holding the paper in his hand, Jiang Yan suddenly felt like a microphone, no different from Su Qing. He looked down and saw Jiang Xuanying was standing in the queue in front of the ministers, chatting and laughing happily.

He clenched his fists, and for some reason, a fighting spirit suddenly rose in his heart. He is his father's son, with the purest blood of the royal family, why do he keep denying himself?He didn't want to go on like this, and didn't want to repeat what others wanted. One day, he wanted these people to stand quietly and listen to him in fear.

Well, the prerequisite for accomplishing this goal is to study hard.