The Blood Crown

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Sikong just got up and saw that the spring was just outside the house, and wanted to exercise his muscles and bones, but before he finished punching, Feng Ye's personal guards rushed over, saying that the wolf king had something important to do. Order him to go immediately.

Thinking of yesterday's "discussion on important matters", but in the end it turned into a questioning, Yan Sikong didn't intend to pay attention to it at all, but the guard's next sentence made his heart hang: "The king of Chu sent another envoy into the palace. "

In case, it's Yuan Nanyu...

Yan Sikong didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly followed the guards.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Feng Ye pacing anxiously in the room.

"But news about Que Wang?!" Yan Sikong asked anxiously.

Feng Ye turned his head and said in a deep voice, "His identity was discovered by Chen Kui."

Yan Sikong's eyes turned pale for a while, and the blood on his face faded completely.

It has been 44 days since he left Pingliang. Yuan Nanyu was able to hide it for 44 days under Chen Yu's nose, which has greatly exceeded his expectations.

But now it is still broken.

"He... what does he want?" Yan Sikong trembled.

Feng Ye's eyes were cold: "Chen Kui wants me to leave the Forbidden City within three days, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what!"

"Otherwise, Que Wang..." Feng Ye said viciously, "Return them to me piece by piece."

Yan Sikong gasped, his extreme panic brought him an unusual calmness: "Wolf King, it's time."

"Listen well, I won't exchange you." Feng Ye narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "If I really exchanged you for Que Wang, he would be extremely ashamed, and besides, Chen Kui would definitely treat you badly. , Que Wang would not agree."

"At least Chen Kui won't kill me."

"If I don't kill you, there are ways to torture you." Feng Ye gritted his teeth, "Could it be that you have healed your scar and forgotten the pain?"

Yan Sikong said harshly: "I will do anything to save him, you can't stop me!"

"Can you save him by giving up everything?!" Feng Ye snapped.

Yan Sikong took a deep breath: "Then what is the plan of the wolf king?"

"I will suspend the new emperor's ascension to the throne, let the cabinet act as the government agent, delay the time with Chen Yu, and send his grandfather to negotiate a peace, if it still doesn't work." Feng Ye firmly said, "Send troops to attack the camp, and try to rescue him with dead soldiers .”

Yan Sikong pondered for a moment: "...Okay."

Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong: "You are under my nose, don't try to make up your own mind, I won't let you go, especially I won't let you go to Chen Kui."

Yan Sikong turned his face away: "I want to personally interrogate Xie Zhongren."

As soon as they entered the capital, they kept Xie Zhongren under strict surveillance to prevent him from committing suicide. They originally planned to wait for the thirteen princes to ascend the throne before dealing with eunuchs and rebellious officials. Now, in order not to anger Chen Kui, they wanted to maintain the status quo. Then Xie Zhongren, There is no need to live a few more days.

As long as Xie Zhongren is dead, there will be no reason for him to stay here.

"Okay." Feng Ye's eyes burst out with hatred, "I don't want to wait any longer."

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Yan Sikong changed into the Dasheng court dress that he hadn't worn for many years, it was black and ocher red, with a jade belt around his waist and black gauze on his head.He looked at the bronze mirror in front of him, and suddenly reflected in the mirror was the young Hanlin and Xinke Jinshi who was astonishingly talented and beautiful.

It's been ten years, and every trace of vicissitudes on his face expresses everything he has experienced in the past ten years.

He flicked his wide sleeves and strode out the door.There was no longer that mask on his face, and it was only at this moment that he felt that Yan Sikong had really returned to Beijing, thinking of how shocked those people would be when they saw him, and then turned into dazzling With all kinds of eyes, a sneer unconsciously appeared on the corner of his lips.

Feng Ye forced Emperor Zhaowu to issue a decree to make him the Grand Tutor, one of the three princes, otherwise he would not be able to move around in Beijing, at least Xie Zhongren should be interrogated, and he should have a decent title.

As far as he recalled, he was the youngest Sangong in the history of Dasheng.In the Qin and Han Dynasties, the status of the Sangong was second only to the prime minister, but in the Cheng Dynasty, even the real system of prime ministers had been abolished. The rank of the Sangong was higher than that of the cabinet ministers and Jiuqing, and he was the first among all officials, but most of them were given to the royal family. Rewards from state relatives or emperor teachers have no real power.

Of course, for Yan Sikong at this time, it doesn't matter what title and power he has. He wants to vindicate Yuan Mao as soon as possible, execute Xie Zhongren, and then find a way to rescue Yuan Nanyu.

When he walked out of the post house and passed through the city in a carriage, he knew that the secret of his and Yuan Nanyu's identities had been known throughout the city.

When they arrived at the Imperial Prison, one of the officials who came to greet him was an acquaintance, who used to be a small head of the Ministry of Punishment, but now he has obviously been promoted, and the two had official business contacts.

When Yan Sikong appeared in front of everyone, the eyes with deep meaning almost wanted to strip him naked on the spot. It was better to take off his flesh and see him inside and out. The three words "Yan Sikong" are a A legend that is famous all over the world—notoriety, after all, he stirs up the situation among the imperial court, the wolf king and the king of Chu, and he is behind almost all major events. The current situation, as Feng Ye said, he has contributed a lot.

"Your Majesty welcomes Taifu Yan." Everyone said in unison.

Yan Sikong's face was cold, and he did not pretend to speak. He knew that these people were contemptuous and jealous of him, so they must be viciously slandering him, and he was too lazy to socialize. He never did meaningless things, and said bluntly: "Take me to see that eunuch dog."

"Master Taifu, please."

Yan Sikong stepped into the prison step by step, thinking that at the end of this dark corridor was the sworn enemy who took everything from him, but he no longer had the ups and downs of the past.

Probably because, since the eunuchs fell, Xie Zhongren has long been unable to stand up, and his plan for revenge has been fulfilled. Now, he is just here to do what should have been done long ago.

In the most secret place of the Imperial Prison, there is a separate cell, which is guarded day and night, and the most important criminals are detained there.

An old man with gray hair and haggard face shrank in the corner of the cell, trembling. He was Xie Zhongren, the eunuch who once had power in the court and had a rich family. Covering the sky with his hands, he was once rich as an enemy, and the evils he has done are countless and countless.

The law of heaven is clear, and the retribution is not happy. Now, he is just a death row prisoner in the past seventy years.

Yan Sikong glanced at Xie Zhongren coldly, sat on the grand teacher's chair, and said: "Bring out the prisoner."

The jailer opened the cell door, dragged Xie Zhongren out, and threw him in front of Yan Sikong.His limbs were shackled and a shackle was placed over his mouth, apparently to prevent him from committing suicide.

Yan Sikong waved his hand, and the jailer removed all his instruments of torture.

Xie Zhongren raised his head tremblingly, his disheveled hair covered his thin face, his eyes were covered with a layer of white mist, and he looked neither human nor ghost.

Yan Sikong looked down at Xie Zhongren: "Xie Zhongren, do you still remember me?"

Xie Zhongren opened his mouth, and let out a strange and piercing low laugh: "Yan...Sikong, Yan Sikong." Those half-blind eyes couldn't hide their hatred.

"I want to thank you for living to this day. If you are sick and old, it will be too cheap for you."

Xie Zhongren tremblingly said: "Yan... thief, you deceitful... treacherous villain, a rebellious minister and thief who harmed the country and the people, you... for the sake of power, you are willing to be a man's favor, shameless, you are being ridden by a man Under the crotch, hahahaha, you are not an eunuch, you are more like an eunuch, hahahaha, how much better are you than me?"

"I won, but you are going to die." Yan Sikong smiled cruelly, "It is enough for me to compare you with this, and you are not worthy of anything else."

Xie Zhongren laughed halfway, coughed fiercely, and said still tremblingly: "Shameless, shameless, I'm shit!"

Yan Sikong didn't change his face, and was unmoved at all: "Xie Zhongren, the Sanju Judiciary has already tried you clearly, and I will try the ones that haven't been tried. More than 20 years ago, you framed the then Liaodong President who was very capable. Soldier, replace him with his confidant Han Zhaoxing, that dog thief who is not as good as a beast, ruined the seven states in northern Liaoning with one hand, and committed such a crime that will endanger the future and leave a bad name in history, but he still sits firmly in Liaodong." Yan Sikong said, The chest heaved more and more, "Finally, when the Jin people attacked, it was my adoptive father Yuanmao and the Guangning army and civilians who risked their lives to keep Dasheng's northern border gate, but Han Zhaoxing conspired with you to get the merits and be wronged." kill him!"

Facing the accusation of crying blood, Xie Zhongren fell on the ground, trembling.

"When my father was beheaded, I was watching from under the guillotine." Yan Sikong stared at Xie Zhongren, his eyes wide open, and bloodshot eyes crawled up, "I swore at that time that I, Yan Sikong, would do whatever it took to kill him." To take revenge, I will cut you into pieces, annihilate the nine clans, crush your bones and ashes, and you will never be reborn forever!"

Xie Zhongren was shocked all over, under Yan Sikong's fierce gaze, he backed away unconsciously.

"You have done so many evil things, I'm afraid you can't remember them all. It's okay, I'll help you remember them all."

Yan Sikong shouted: "Come here, let's write." He looked at Xie Zhongren without blinking, as if looking at the most disgusting thing in the world, "I want to add to his guilt, Xie Zhongren, you can plead guilty to the unjust murder of Guangning guard Yuanmao 20 years ago."

Xie Zhongren shook his head in despair, and suddenly laughed wildly: "Yan thief, you deserve it, you are as poisonous as a snake, everything is yours... Retribution, hahaha, your family is ruined, you will die badly, hahahaha—— "

Yan Sikong looked at the mad and embarrassed Xie Zhongren, picked up a pen, and solemnly wrote down the charges for rehabilitating Yuanmao on the paper.

Dad, have you seen that you have been wronged for [-] years, and you will be able to avenge the death of your enemy, and you will be sentenced to death soon, and that Han Zhaoxing has become the lackey of the Jin people, but Fan Konger has a sigh of relief. Will give up personally to cut him into pieces.