The Blood Crown

As soon as Yan Sikong stepped into the gate of the mansion, the servants came to greet him in a hurry, with a look of panic and helplessness: "My lord, you may be back."

Yan Sikong said calmly: "Why, Madam lost her temper again?"

The servant smiled wryly and nodded: "Go and persuade me."

"No rush." ​​Yan Sikong went back to the bedroom, and his servants changed his court clothes for him. He sat down and drank a cup of tea, calmed down his emotions, and then cheered up to deal with the ancestor of the Yan Mansion—Princess Wanyang.

One month after they got married, they had already separated. Since then, Wan Yang didn't even bother to act in the drama, bossing him around and ridiculing him in the house. The closer he got to Xie Zhongren, the more Wan Yang hated him. .

Yan Sikong calmly let her make trouble, and the "family affairs" between the two had long been reduced to the laughingstock of Beijing people, and even spread to the ears of Emperor Zhaowu, but Emperor Zhaowu couldn't control this pampered princess, and even persuaded Yan Sikong Sikong took a concubine, Yan Sikong took advantage of Emperor Zhaowu's guilt to win the emperor's favor step by step, compared to Xie Zhongren, now he is the most popular figure in front of the imperial court.

Passing through the corridor, Yan Sikong heard the sound of something being thrown from a long distance away.

Stepping into the house, a teacup just exploded at his feet, and the tea splashed and wet his shoes.

"Master, son..." The servant looked at Yan Sikong tremblingly.

Wan Yang turned around and stared at Yan Sikong coldly: "I went back to the palace today to greet my mother and concubine, but she actually persuaded me to have a baby, did you slander my father again?"

Yan Sikong said neither humble nor overbearing: "Ma'am, I am serious. How can I bother His Majesty with your family affairs, but it is human nature for His Majesty to care about whether the Yan family has a descendant."

"You must have said something to the father!"

Yan Sikong said calmly: "No."

Wan Yang was shaking with anger.In the past three years, she and Yan Sikong have been getting along like this, no matter how thunderstorms or rainstorms she has, Yan Sikong has never slanted wind and drizzle.

Yan Sikong said again: "However, Your Majesty advised me to take a concubine the day before yesterday..."

"No!" Wan Yang said sharply without thinking.

Yan Sikong nodded: "I think Madam won't allow it either."

The servants on the side did not dare to breathe, but they were quite upset by Yan Sikong in their hearts. Even a princess with golden branches and jade leaves, since she is married as a woman, she can't be so unruly and domineering. Yes, it's outrageous.

Wan Yang's face flushed red: "You are so insidious and despicable, if you have an heir, wouldn't it be more of a disaster for Dasheng?"

Everyone gasped, these words were too vicious.

Yan Sikong's expression remained the same: "Ma'am is not unreasonable."

Wan Yang's beautiful eyes were full of disappointment and pain: "You married me, didn't you just want to get promoted and get rich? Now everything is as you wish. As a princess, I can't choose my own lover. As your wife, I can't stop you from helping the evil, at least one thing I won't let you do, I want your Yan family to cut off the incense!"

Yan Sikong stared at Wan Yang, and sighed in his heart, in the royal family, she is a person who can't help herself, but as she said, she can't decide her own life.Whenever he wanted to be indifferent, looking at that face, he couldn't help looking for traces of Feng Ye from it, and couldn't help but soften his heart.

Yan Sikong waved his servants back, and persuaded in a slow voice: "Your Highness, although you and I are not destined to be husband and wife, I will still respect you and take care of you. Whatever you want, as long as I have it, I will be satisfied. How happy are you? , how to live, don't worry about me."

Wan Yang bit his lips: "What if I want you to draw a line with the eunuchs and respect yourself?"

Yan Sikong lowered his eyes: "I studied hard for [-] years, just for the sake of fame and fortune. Now that Mr. Xie's power is in the government, I should be wise and protect myself. How can I hit a stone with an egg."

"Working hand in hand with that eunuch is despised by the world. This kind of fame and fortune is what you want? You, have you ever had the slightest bit of character!" Wan Yang cursed with red eyes.

Yan Sikong said softly: "Your Highness is a golden branch and jade leaf, loved by thousands of people, I don't understand."

Wan Yang gritted her teeth: "Yan Sikong, I really pity you." She strode away.

The phrase "poor" really stunned Yan Sikong for a long time before he murmured: "It's okay if you don't understand."

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After dinner, the servants reported that Zhu Lanting begged to see him, and then led him to the study.

As soon as Yan Sikong saw his dark face, he knew that he came for General Di.

Sure enough, as soon as the servant brought it to the door, Zhu Lanting slammed the copy with his palm.

Yan Sikong poured a cup of tea for Zhu Lanting: "I wish you all calm down, my table may not be able to withstand your palm."

Zhu Lanting said in a deep voice: "Yan Sikong, you know very well that General Di is going to die, why didn't you stop him?"

"Xie Zhongren has been whispering in His Majesty's ears for many years that he is going to transfer troops to Liaodong. This time, he saw the opportunity, either General Di or General Zhao." Yan Sikong's eyes were calm and wise, "I ask you, Jin Guo invaded Liaodong, General Di or General Zhao, which one has a better chance of winning?"

Zhu Lanting thought for a while: "General Zhao."

"That's right. In my vast country, there are almost no available generals. Only these two generals are left to contend with Zhuo Letai's army. General Di was born in the south of the Yangtze River and stationed in the Central Plains. He has never tasted the harsh weather in the north. He is old, General Zhao was born in the Northwest, and he is in his prime. Most importantly, 17 years ago, he led his troops to chase Zhuo Letai. It is most likely to make mistakes under such emotions, no matter how you compare, General Zhao has a much better chance of winning than General Di."

"Then why didn't you let General Zhao go?" Zhu Lanting narrowed his eyes, "Could it be that you just want Han Zhaoxing to be defeated?"

"Han Zhaoxing's defeat is doomed." Countless thoughts flickered in Yan Sikong's eyes, "I can't stop His Majesty from giving reinforcements to Han Zhaoxing, but Xie Zhongren wanted General Zhao to go at first, and he wanted to take the military power of the garrison that he had always been afraid of. Holding it in my hand, I was the one who secretly dealt with him and His Majesty, replacing General Zhao with General Di."

Zhu Lanting lowered his head: "You want to wait until Han Zhaoxing is defeated, and then send General Zhao to clean up the mess."

"Only if Han Zhaoxing loses, can General Zhao take charge of the Liaodong army, otherwise, if he goes, he will be the next General Di who was killed by Han Zhaoxing's design." Yan Sikong said in a dark voice, "Han Zhaoxing is good at this."

"Yan Sikong, Yan Sikong." Zhu Lanting's face was a little distorted, "You know everything in your heart, but you can watch General Di go to death, and watch Liaodong soldiers and people sacrifice innocently, don't you... Is there another way?"

Yan Sikong looked at Zhu Lanting coldly: "What if I told you that Taining is my hometown?"

"What?" Zhu Lanting was shocked.

"Didn't you always want to know my life experience? When it comes to Taining, you can probably guess a lot, and you can understand why I hate Han Zhaoxing and Xie Zhongren." Yan Sikong stared deeply into Zhu Lanting's eyes , "I wish Commander, victory has to pay a price. Sacrificing a general Di and a city of soldiers and civilians can replace Liaodong with a commander who can truly resist the Kingdom of Jin!"

Zhu Lanting took a deep breath and remained silent for a long time, before saying: "You have made me more and more difficult to see through these years. I often think whether it was right or wrong for me to let you go."

Yan Sikong was also silent.

When Zhu Lanting was ordered to hunt down Feng Ye, he naturally thought of Yan Sikong, and even found evidence that Yan Sikong and She Zhun robbed the prison.

But in the end he still pretended not to know, because he also believed in the innocence of the Feng family in his heart, and because he believed in Yan Sikong's determination to overthrow Xie Zhongren and help Chen Yu inherit the great rule.

It's just that the current Yan Sikong is so ruthless and insidious that he fears it. A poor boy with nothing at all, it only took seven years to become an official third-rank servant in his thirties, and he got all the benefits from Yan Zilian. He turned to Xie Zhongren, and things went smoothly again, and now the holy family is in prosperity, and he is overwhelming Xie Zhongren in the limelight. He thought carefully about the path Yan Sikong had traveled, and felt terrified of this person's mind.

Zhu Lanting deeply understood in his heart that Yan Sikong was just a two-legged wild fox, with such a person, who would not be afraid of being bitten, so for three years, he walked on thin ice.

Yan Sikong took a breath and said calmly: "Commander Zhu, I know that you are full of suspicion about me. No one in this world understands me. The closer you are to me, the less you will believe me. But there is one thing , I know you can see it clearly, that is my hatred for Xie Zhongren, I have a mortal hatred with him, I will definitely root out the poison for myself, for the court, and for the people of the world, isn't this what you did back then? Do you let go of my reason?"

Zhu Lanting hesitated for a while, then nodded.

"Han Zhaoxing will surely suffer a big defeat. His Majesty will have to replace General Zhao, and Xie Zhongren will be angered. At that time, this is the opportunity I have been waiting for for many years." Ever since he witnessed the fate of Yan Zilian and the Feng family, he Only then did he realize that trying his best to cut off the eunuchs was just to stop the boiling water. If he wanted to kill the grass, he had to kill Xie Zhongren's greatest reliance—the emperor's favor.In the past three years, he has tried his best to please Emperor Zhaowu, just to play with one hand and draw his salary from the bottom of the pot. As long as Han Zhaoxing loses, Xie Zhongren will not be far from death.

Zhu Lanting said: "I hope this time, it will really be as you and I wish."

"I want to make him forever." Yan Sikong said these words through his teeth.

Zhu Lanting hesitated for a moment: "I'm here today, and I have one more thing... I may have news about Feng Ye."

Yan Sikong froze for a moment, looking at Zhu Lanting's eyes, he was suddenly at a loss.

Feng Ye.

To him, this name is like a sharp sword, which can pass through his heart regardless of the iron helmet and rattan armor he is wearing.