Startled Meng

"His Royal Highness King Rui is here—"

The faces of everyone in the hall changed slightly, and they didn't know what King Rui's intention was to come here at this time.

Yan Cijing's right hand was clenched by the imperial guards in front of him. He struggled, but did not break free. He looked up, his eyes were full of surprise. Not long ago, the internal officer was still pretending to be superb, but now he changed his armor and mixed in. Forbidden Army!

What audacity!

Yan Cijing quickly glanced over his tough smiling face, met his eyes, stopped struggling, and Yu Fangzhi quickly let go of his hand, and the two of them followed the crowd and saluted King Rui who entered the door .

"His Royal Highness King Rui."

"You don't need to be formal, just sit down, ahem—"

King Rui sat in a wheelchair and was pushed in by his attendants.

He probably came here in a hurry, and there was a lot of wind blowing along the way, which made the corners of his eyes reddish and his lips turn white. I took a sip of the ginseng soup before I managed to recover.

Zhang Shaoqiu said: "King Rui's body is inconvenient. If there is something to do, he will send someone a message. If he travels back and forth, he will not be tired from the wind. If he hurts himself because of this, how will the old minister deal with himself?"

"Yes, His Royal Highness King Rui must take care of his health!"

"His Royal Highness King Rui, don't work too hard..."

King Rui took the seat under the courtesy of his ministers, his tired eyes couldn't hide his emotion: "Thank you for your compassion, but this matter is about human life, so I have to come here in person."

When King Rui spoke, he looked warmly at Yan Cijing who was kneeling underneath.

Zheng Lang caught King Rui's eyes and had a bad feeling: "My lord, please tell me."

King Rui said slowly: "To tell you the truth, this king is here today for Lord Yan."

Yan Cijing quickly knelt down and bowed, without saying a word.

King Rui said to Lei Yingtian: "Let your people back down, Mr. Yan is innocent."

As soon as this remark came out, the hall was dead silent, Zheng Lang showed displeasure, but he didn't dare to stop him. Seeing Wei Cheng's calm expression, the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment suddenly lost his mind, bowed his head in silence, and finally Zhang Shaoqiu said: "Lei My lord, don't you hurry up and let your people retreat?"

Lei Yingtian had no choice but to follow suit.

As soon as the people withdrew, Yan Cijing was still kneeling, Fu Chun asked: "My lord said that Mr. Yan is innocent, but what do you know?"

"Master Fu, don't get me wrong," King Rui explained, "I don't know who the murderer is, but I met Lord Yan in the side hall before the incident happened." When I was in the side hall, I chatted with Master Yan later, and then watched Master Yan leave.

"Master Yan is very courteous, and he didn't show any panic in front of this king. He must not be such a vicious person."

King Rui said so, what else can I do?The Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice had no choice but to say that there was a misunderstanding, and it would be fine if the misunderstanding was resolved. He watched Yan Cijing stand up from the ground and take his seat at the last seat.

Yan Cijing regained the glory of the court's official from the previous moment. Zheng Lang was so angry that his teeth itch, but he had to endure it, and respectfully sent King Rui away.

As soon as King Rui left, Zhang Shaoqiu looked coldly at the two eunuchs kneeling on the ground: "Speak up? Why did you frame Lord Yan?"

The eunuch with a square face buried his head deeply on the ground: "Slave...slave..."

Zheng Lang changed his face on the spot, turned his finger on the two servants, and spat: "Who gave you the courage to deceive the public! How dare you slander the court officials?"

"Be careful--"

Someone yelled, and suddenly saw a forbidden soldier stepping forward and kicked the eunuch, causing him to lie on the ground with a slap on his back, his face was ashes, and his seven orifices were bleeding.

"Dead, dead?"

The imperial guard stretched out his hand, and sure enough, he didn't have any breath. Then he turned his head and pushed another eunuch who was kneeling. With just a light touch, that person fell limply to the ground, which was also bleeding from the seven orifices.

The whole hall was stunned.

Zhang Shaoqiu shook two fingers: "This, this, this..."

Lei Yingtian led people to carry the two internal officials down: "My lords, don't be afraid, these two must have conspired to kill Mr. Chen, and then joined forces to frame Mr. Yan. Seeing that the plot was revealed, they committed suicide by swallowing poison."

The Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment had already got Wei Cheng's wink and announced that the matter was temporarily suspended.

After watching a farce, everyone left the table one after another, and Yan Cijing also left.

The blood in the hall was still wet and smelled pungent and foul. Everyone covered their noses and held their breath. Yan Cijing was the closest, and he was the calmest. He turned around, stretched his hands to wrap up the wide sleeves of his official robe, and strode out of the hall.

Yan Cijing ignored all the gazes from behind.

There was a large audience, and it was inconvenient for Zheng Lang to join in to chat with Wei Cheng, so he also left the table with the others, and soon only Wei Cheng was left in the hall.

He glanced under the chair gravely.

Before leaving, Zhang Shaoqiu caught it, and stretched his neck to see it, and waved for the eunuch to pick it up.

It turned out to be a small cloth bag with a few grains of silver in it, and the word "Wei" was embroidered on the bottom of the bag.

He handed it to Wei Cheng: "Wei Xiang's things, you have to take care of them."

Wei Cheng suddenly smiled: "The small bag contains some broken silver for tipping. It's very convenient. I lost it somehow. Thank you Master Zhang." He took it and squeezed it tightly in his palm.He couldn't figure out how the cloth bag fell from Yan Ci's mirror sleeve.

I don't know how King Rui has something to do with Yan Cijing, but fortunately King Rui came in time, otherwise Yan Cijing would be convicted with a pouch with his name embroidered on it. related.

This strict mirror...

Wei Cheng squinted his eyes, and in the distance, Yan Cijing's figure was only a small dot.

In front of the palace gate.

Yu Fang knew that among the officials who left the palace, he saw Yan Cijing at a glance.

"The two eunuchs hid the poison next to the root of their teeth. Zheng Lang gave instructions and committed suicide by swallowing the poison."

A deep voice sounded in Yan Cijing's ears, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Why are you here?"

Among the officials who came out of the palace, Yan Cijing was the most outstanding, and the language knew: "...Master Yan, you almost went to jail, and you still have the mood to care about where I am?"

"Wei Cheng won't let me go to jail easily." Yan Cijing said lightly, "Even if King Rui didn't come."

Yu Fangzhi chuckled: "So sure I will save you?"

When Yan Cijing heard this, he was stunned for a moment, caught a glimpse of Yu Fangzhi's uncontrollable smile, and quickly raised his eyes to scan his whole body: "You want to do the same old trick again, coax me to wear armor and mess around with you?"

Ke Yu knew that the smile on his face had quickly faded away, his eyes were dimly looking forward, and Yan Cijing looked forward, and then, a gust of wind passed by.

"King Rui is here, I'll take a step first."

Because King Rui was inconvenient, the emperor pardoned him and allowed him to take a car when entering or leaving the palace.

Yan Cijing stood quietly in front of the palace gate, and when King Rui's carriage stopped in front of him, he slowly saluted: "Thank you, Your Highness, King Rui."

The curtain of the car was lifted, revealing King Rui's gentle and smiling face, he said: "Master Yan is waiting here on purpose, because he wants to know why this king is helping you?"

Yan Cijing nodded yes.

King Rui was not in the side hall when the incident happened, and he did enter the side hall. King Rui lied and helped him hide from everyone. He couldn't think of a reason why King Rui helped him.

Because of his health, King Rui didn't get involved in government affairs much. Even if he did, Yan Cijing was just a petty official with no real power, and it wasn't worth King Rui's trouble to save him.

Regarding this, King Rui explained: "It's not me who wants to help you, it's my innocent and kind sister."

Yan Cijing was surprised: "Princess Showa?"

"Yes," King Rui said helplessly, "Zhaohe has always been ashamed of you. Today I heard that you are in trouble. Please, I must help you." No one knows about Yan Cijing and Princess Zhaohe. What he said would embarrass Yan Cijing, but he didn't expect that after a brief surprise, he quickly recovered his composure.

"Please ask King Rui to thank Princess Zhaohe on behalf of the official. If the princess is useful to get the place of the official in the future, please do not hesitate to order."

King Rui responded, put down the curtain of the carriage, urged the carriages and horses to leave, and sent King Rui off with a stern speech.

Yan Cijing was the last to leave, and the two palace doors behind him slowly closed. Looking back, the sky was dyed crimson by the sinking golden wheel. Where can we see the billowing smoke?

"Boom—" the palace door closed.

Outside the palace, Yan Cijing kept walking, unable to hide a trace of the ease of leaving the palace.

In the palace, the doors of the palace were pushed open, and the maid knelt in front of the Queen Mother, and said in a low voice: "The things in the cold palace were burned to death."

The Buddhist beads creaked in her hand, and the queen mother laughed silently: "She should die when the emperor ascends the throne, I have kept her long enough..."

The court lady knelt on the ground and did not dare to move. The Buddha statue in the hall had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but she suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

On Yongkang Street, fierce horses neighed, iron hoofs raised dust, pedestrians gave way one after another, and Yan Cijing followed the flow of people to dodge.

"drive!"

The voice was loud and full of laughter, and the level of stubbornness was so familiar. When Yan Cijing turned his head, there was a gust of wind blowing in his face, and the broken hair on his temples was blown up. He had to squint his eyes to see clearly the outstretched hand of the man who rode the horse. .

"Come up!"

Yan Cijing ignored him and turned around. Just as he took a step, his waist was tightly bound, his body lightened, and he was hugged by the dandy and put him on the horse.

He scolded: "You know what you speak!"

Yu Fangzhi slammed the whip down and laughed loudly: "Master Yan, sit still!"

The horse galloped and bumped, its back was rubbing against Yu Fangzhi's chest, Yan Cijing was extremely uncomfortable, but seeing Yu Fangzhi had no intention of letting him go, so he had to endure it for the time being, pay attention to the scenery along the way, and look at Yu Fang I don't know where to take him.

The Qianyuan Festival has not passed, and the tragedy in the palace will not be spread at this time. The evening is the highlight of the people's celebration.

On the stage set up on the long street, Lingluo immortals sang and danced drunkenly, drunkards who were fascinated passing by broke their teeth, jugglers put porcelain vases on their heads, stacked a building of eight treasures and shouted for a while, and children with lanterns ran around under the stage Crashing into the girl's arms, Hong Xiang scattered a sleeve.

The horse stopped on a high place.

Beside him is the golden tree where the female relatives made a wish, and Yan Cijing was already attracted by the tree, even though Yu knew the purpose of leading him to ride the horse.

Flipping through the red papers one by one, I found that they were all prayers of jaspers singing harmoniously and growing old together. I withdrew my hand, but the pulp of my fingers was stained bright red by the red paper.

Still rubbing the dye on his fingers, he heard Yu Fangzhi tell him to look up, Yan Cijing did as he did, and when he looked up, he was dazzled by the lanterns all over the sky.

The lampshade made of powdered paper can fly into the sky by enclosing a candle. On the lampshade, there is a line of dragon and snake, and Yan Cijing reads: "This one is to hope that people will last forever."

"That one is not old, and love is inevitable."

Yan Cijing's voice was very soft, condensing the lightness of the bright moon and the breeze, but the language knew it and said: "Why are these sticky words written on Qianyuan Festival?"

Not only that, Yu Fangzhi also saw something that shouldn't be seen in the hidden place behind the tree, because they were at a high place, and everything under the tree could be seen clearly. He turned his eyes away and said strangely:

"Could it be that I misremembered the date? Today is not the Qianyuan Festival, but the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet on the magpie bridge?"

Turning around to look, half of Yan Cijing's face was infiltrated by light-yellow Kongming lanterns, exuding a graceful demeanor. His eyelids were half-drooped, and his thin lips were pursed. He looked like an old monk in meditation.

The two rode a horse together, and Yu Fangzhi was just behind him, and when he leaned forward, he could see the Kongming lantern in Yan Cijing's hand.

What it says is: ten years of life and death.

I don't know how long he has been caught, even Yu Fangzhi's cheeks are warmed by the solitary candle inside, as the shadow of the candle flickers, Yu Fangzhi smiles bitterly silently, in a daze?How much more than ten years have passed between life and death?

If you don't think about it, if you think about it again, you will have many emotions that you shouldn't have in this noisy night of fireworks and thunder.

Yu Fang knew not to open his eyes: "If you don't let go, the paper will burn."

Yan Cijing let out a breath, let go of his hand, but still held it at the bottom, fearing that the thoughts full of paper would not be able to float to the sky or be sent far away.

The night wind blows, and after a while, the sky full of Kongming lanterns will turn into a flash of light in the night, with spots, and it is hard to tell whether it is a lamp or a star.

At this time, there was nothing to say, the horse under his crotch was well-behaved, the snoring was very small, and the two of them guarded the horse silently, which was rare.

First, Yan Cijing said, "Let's go."

Yu Fangzhi took the reins and was about to tighten the horse's belly when he saw a half-grown child wandering in front of the horse's head.

Holding a bunch of peach branches in front of his chest, the childish voice said, "Young master, would you like to buy a few branches for your fairy wife?"

The child was only six or seven years old, with pigtails, red spots on his forehead, and a red face full of smiles. He couldn't bear to be harsh when he stopped the way, and even burst out laughing. : "No need!"

The voice was deliberately suppressed, and secretly asked the child to distinguish carefully, he is not the wife of some Lao Shizi!

Yu Fang knows that seeing him in distress is even more funny, fun is hard to buy, how much is a few bunches of peach branches worth?Just throw away the silver and want it all!

The peach branch was stuffed into Yan Cijing's arms, and Yu Fangzhi gripped the horse's belly and galloped away, laughing: "If it's not Madam, you can't buy it!"

The child grabbed the silver and put it in his mouth to bite, laughed a few times and turned his head following the fragrance of the flowers, wondering how could someone look as good-looking as a fairy in a green robe?Did you really miss it?Is it a man?

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More!Good night!

Chapter 34: Exploring Yan's Mansion Chapter [-]

Yu Fangzhi was sitting on the edge of the window sill, looking down the teahouse, and saw many familiar candidates traveling together, all of them were discussing tomorrow's results release, no one cared about the funeral at Mrs. Chen's house.

Chen Kaiyang's death happened so coincidentally that his death on the Qianyuan Festival would be a great shame to the emperor's family. The funeral should not be high-profile, and the talk after dinner is not considered as hot as the news of the announcement.

Yu Fangzhi didn't pay much attention to it, and he didn't kill him, so he let it go with a sneer, and continued to look at the street scene.

Spotting an acquaintance at a glance, Yu Fangzhi took a closer look, and Wang Yu was right.

The boy was beaming with joy and entered the rouge shop with a smile on his face. He was completely free of the anxiety and nervousness that candidates should have before the results were announced.

Yu Fang knew that it was interesting to watch, but he didn't lose his mind and delay things.

"Tomorrow is the day to release the rankings, are you all ready?"

Ruku said: "According to the master's order, the brothers who sold the test questions in various places before kept a low profile, and the rest of them will pretend to be students tomorrow and mix in the crowd to read the list."

Yu Fangzhi nodded, and saw Pei Yuantang again in a blink of an eye.He was talking to others, and he raised his cuffs to wipe his sweat from time to time, smiling reluctantly, and seemed to be fidgeting as he should have been before the announcement of the list, and Yu Fangzhi silently turned around and waved at Ruku.

"Pick some clever brothers."

Ruku nodded: "I picked the most bluffing under my hand, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to make waves."

Yu Fangzhi: "Then tomorrow I'll be waiting to grab a handful of sweet melon seeds and go to the theater."

The exam has been explained, Ruku still knelt on the spot, stared blankly, Yu Fangzhi frowned: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Ruku tensed up when he heard the words, swallowed his saliva, and said bravely, "Master, the brother who was in charge of keeping an eye on Yan Cijing remembered something yesterday."

"Yan Cijing's house caught fire... After Boss Buxing set the fire, there were people from Wei Gou wandering nearby."

"Understood, let's go down."

Ru Kuu's back was stiff: "Wei Gou's people poured kerosene under the wall of Yan Cijing's house, and the fire spread rapidly!"

Yu Fangzhi's gaze was like a torch, and he said coldly, "Why did you just explain it now?!"

'Just because...' Ruku's head hangs even lower, "Just because the master saved Yan Cijing from the fire, he didn't continue to order Yan Cijing to follow him. I didn't ask in time..."

"It's useless?" Yu Fang laughed back in anger, Ruku was overwhelmed by the intimidating aura bursting out of his body, and Ruku kowtowed: "This is because my subordinates didn't think carefully about this matter, so go and get the punishment immediately!"

"Fire whips a hundred times."

"Yes!"

Ru Ku received the punishment and left, Yu Fang knew that he had no time to drink tea, so he left soon.

The sky is getting darker, covering the eaves, Yu Fangzhi's figure tumbling away quickly, the night is getting colder, a pair of deep eyebrows are also quenched by ice, the tough face seems to be frozen, only the mind is active.

Originally thought that Yan Cijing was a duck to water under Wei Cheng's hands, Yan Cijing poisoned Wei Cheng first at the palace banquet, Yu Fangzhi didn't think too much about it, the guess is that Yan Cijing pretended to join the enemy for too long and couldn't bear his temper He did everything ruthlessly, and later saw that Yan Cijing was almost blamed for assassinating courtiers, and finally realized that he was just a dispensable chess piece for Wei Cheng.

Cai Ruku's words just now were like thunder from the sky, awakening the dreamer.

It turned out that before the fire disaster, Wei Chengcheng had the idea of ​​abandoning chess. Since he didn't plan to continue using it, he was determined not to give Yan Cijing the identity of the examiner.

So in the short period of time before, why did Wei Cheng become suspicious of Yan Cijing, and wanted to kill him if he wanted to?

And Yan Cijing must have known his situation before the palace banquet, so he wanted to seize the opportunity to kill Wei Cheng himself.

And what shocked Yu Fang the most was Yan Cijing's attitude towards him at the beginning...

Yu Fangzhi quickly turned into the backyard of his house, just in time to see Xiaoqing holding a lantern and walking towards the courtyard wall with a few house slaves.

"Have you seen the crabapple on the side of the courtyard wall? Let's shovel it, the young master said he doesn't like it."

"Who said I don't like it?" Yu Fangzhi strode into the yard, waved away the crowd, "I like this crabapple again, so don't shovel it."

Xiaoqing groaned, and shouted: "Master, you are back! I have been gone for a day, and I am not allowed to follow, are you hungry, or change clothes first?"

Yu Fangzhi looked at Haitang who was almost destroyed, and said with a smile: "I'm hungry, go and bring me some food."

Xiao Qing nodded and left.

Yu Fangzhi still stood still.

Which of the Baitan pink cherry trees planted in the courtyard is not as gorgeous as this crabapple?But he likes to stare at the shadows clustered with crabapples on the wall.

Lanterns were hung up everywhere in the courtyard, but it was not daytime after all, and the flaming colors of the begonias could not be seen clearly, Yu Fangzhi gave up, turned and left, did not go back to the room to wait for the meal, and jumped to the Yan Mansion next door.

There were only three people in the Great Yan Mansion, and Yu Fangzhi saw no one along the way, only the candles in the West Wing were still beating.

The window was left open.

Yu Fangzhi got closer, first a faint fragrance entered his nostrils, it turned out that the peach branch stuffed into Yan Cijing's arms that day was placed by the window by him, and then Yan Cijing's scarred back entered his eyes, it turned out that behind Yan Cijing The injury is still serious.

A gust of wind passed by, and the peach blossoms dropped a few petals.

The candle beside the bed was flickering and dancing, Yan Cijing turned around vigilantly: "Who?!"

Before he could see the face clearly, the plaster in his hand was snatched away, and even his body was straightened.

"It's inconvenient to apply the medicine, why don't you let someone else come?" Yu Fangzhi carefully looked at the scar on his back with the help of a candle.

Yan Cijing was not used to being looked at by others, so he pulled on his flimsy underwear to cover it up: "When Ah Yan sees the wound open, he wants to cry again."

Yu Fangzhi pulled off his undershirt that covered half of his back: "Are you bringing two servants with you at home, or are you offering two masters? You won't let them stay overnight at bedtime, and you won't bother them to apply medicine."

If he pulled his inner clothes again, he would be torn to pieces, so Yan Cijing had no choice but to give up, holding his body still: "Then are you here to watch over night and apply medicine for them?"

A splash of black hair slipped, Yu Fangzhi quickly grabbed it, and pinned it to Yan Cijing's chest, completely exposing his thin shoulders.

Yu Fangzhi didn't speak, the gauze was stained with medicinal powder, and he rubbed it on the cracked bright red flesh on his lower back.

Yan Cijing suffered a little pain, and his two shoulder blades were raised high.

As soon as the medicine powder was applied, it was soaked in cold sweat. Yu Fangzhi said coldly: "The blood collapse on your back was caused by yourself, right? You are really cruel to yourself."

It was so cruel, Yan Cijing regretted it a bit, because the pain was really tormenting, the sting was unbearable, his thin lips turned white, and it was difficult to speak: "Mr. Yu deliberately broke into the house at night, just to make fun of him?"

"Just kidding?" Yu Fangzhi's movements were unambiguous, and the gauze quickly tore off the wrapping, "I came to Yan's mansion at night just to peek at your slender waist, how about it?"

A white man with a dirty mouth, he beat him very hard, but the movements of his hands were light, which was more appropriate than wrapping himself. Yan Cijing lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and decided not to get angry with him for now.

Yu Fangzhi put the gauze ointment on the table: "What are you doing in a daze? Don't you hurry up and put on your clothes? I don't care to see your skinny bones?"

Yan Cijing couldn't help it: "When will you leave?"

Unexpectedly, Yu Fang knew that his skin was thicker than the city wall: "I don't even eat dinner at night, I go into your house to help you with medicine, and drive people away without giving you a sip of water? Lord Yan? Is this your way of hospitality?"

"Don't wait for the guests who come over the wall." Yan Cijing was about to pull up his coat, but was caught off guard by Yu Fangzhi, "You!"

Pulling his clothes was not enough, but he had to take off his pants!Yan Cijing turned over and kicked, but was caught by the ankle.

Yu Fangzhi let go, and explained with a playful smile: "I was wrong! The birthmark on the back of the adult is the same as my playmate when I was young."

Yan Cijing didn't believe his nonsense: "I don't have a birthmark on my lower back." He chased people away with a cold face, "Let's go."

After being expelled several times, Yu Fangzhi didn't have that much patience, so he walked away as soon as he said it, but when he got up, he was a little wider, and the things that fell out of his cuffs jingled.

The two bowed their heads at the same time.

On the ground, the white jade lotus hairpin shone with a cold blue light.

The author says:

I know that I am really not afraid of a wall, and I flip it over if I want to, and Yan Cijing is the same, knowing that the dog hole in my house is not filled, the partition wall is short, and I don’t take any measures to prevent wolf... ... (more tomorrow! Good night, good night!)

Chapter 35

Yu Fang knew that he was here tonight for the palace banquet, and now that the lotus hairpin came out, he couldn't move anymore. He and Yan Cijing still had a lot of "accounts" to settle.

Yan Cijing also knew it well, so he didn't try his best to drive him away.

It was also because of the appearance of the blood-stained lotus hairpin that the friendly atmosphere between the two of them when they applied the medicine just now dissipated, and the warmth of the candles in the room was no longer as fast as the coolness of the waning moon outside the window.

Yan Cijing got up, gathered up the loose and thin underwear, and moved to the window to close it.

Yu Fangzhi stood behind him.

Yan Cijing's emaciated figure can be clearly seen under the moonlight, with a lightly covered thin shirt, slightly protruding shoulder bones, slender arms, and a tall and straight figure, but this is still a bit thin for Yu Fangzhi.

With such a body that can't be carried by the shoulders or lifted by the hands, how can it be ups and downs in the officialdom?Do you want to kill the big enemy who covers the sky with one hand?

"Master Yan—"

Yu Fangzhi froze the corners of his teasing mouth before stretching it. He was startled, dazed, and stared at Yan Cijing's turned face. Huang Zhiliang, this scene...

Even though Yu Fang was used to good things, he couldn't think of a good one to compare with. Only... Only the uncut white jade in the warehouse of Jiangling Yujia can be compared.

At first sight it is pure and gorgeous, but inside it is hard and stubborn.

Yan Cijing picked up the lotus hairpin, put the cold hairpin into his palm, and clenched it tightly. Yu Fangzhi saw him move like this, and said slowly: "When the palace banquet is over, you should know that you are not fighting alone."

Yan Cijing raised his eyes, his eyes were more thin than cold, with suspicion, he didn't trust Yu to know.

In other words, he knew very little about the language.The few times they met face to face were in extremely dangerous times, and they rescued each other more than once. Yu Fangzhi helped him, and he also borne disasters for Yu Fangzhi, but this did not prevent Yan Cijing from being on guard against Yu Fangzhi.

The reason for this was well understood by Yu Fang, and he said seriously: "My father, Yu Wanqian, has a very good personal relationship with Meng Xiao. Because of the death of Mr. Meng, my father has been brooding about it for many years, and it has been a heart disease for many years. This time, my father came to Beijing. The entrustment is also to repay Master Meng for his kind teachings to me when he was an official in Jiangling."

The words were sincere and powerful, Yan Cijing was silent when he heard them, and he felt guilty when he knew the words.

It has nothing to do with truth or falsehood, he is wondering why he is so diligent in seeking Yan Cijing's trust, probably because he is afraid that he will mess up his affairs in Beijing...

But Yan Cijing always lowered his head and raised his eyebrows, without giving any response.

Yu Fangzhi smiled lightly: "Your Excellency already knows that Wei Cheng and I are at odds, are you still hesitating? Because you don't know how to speak?" Seeing Yan Ci's eyes flickering, he said again,

"Save me several times, do you think I really don't know?"

Only then did Yan Cijing react.

He is obviously a benevolent person, no matter how high his posture is, it is justified, but Yu Fangzhi can see his dodge.

Yu Fangzhi smiled, and facing Yan Cijing's eyes, he revealed the secret that had been hidden for a long time in the dark: "You are pretending to surrender to Wei Cheng. When I first met you in Furong Canal that day, I stopped you, and you will know you. I'm going the same way."

"Before the broken house outside the city, it was your hand that I fell into the dark cave." At that time, he was surrounded by black eagles, and when his identity was discovered, he fell into the trap. hidden secrets.

Yan Cijing said: "I only know that there is a secret there, but I don't know what it is. Walking with you is not a small gain."

Yu Fang knew it was approaching: "During the palace banquet, you did not shy away from me."

Yan Cijing raised his head slightly: "What do you want to say?"

Yu Fangzhi smiled brightly: "Master Yan has long regarded me as one of his own."

What own people?Yan Cijing wanted to deny it, but the events that happened recently tied him and Yu Fangzhi together. Whether he was willing to admit it or not, he always treated Yu Fangzhi cautiously.

He turned his back to meet Yu Fangzhi's eyes, and after a long time, he was the one who lost the battle first, and made a gesture of surrender: "The four members of the family except me, parents, monk and younger brother, all died at the hands of Wei Cheng."

"To avenge this, it is not a pity for Yan to die."

The lamp oil was burned out, and a wisp of blue smoke emitted from the charred black candle wick, and the room suddenly became dark, only the black pupils were shining brightly.

After retreating from the palace banquet, Yan Cijing had to re-evaluate his situation. Fighting alone would inevitably lead to a dead end. He needed help, and Yu Fangzhi was the only choice at present.

After explaining the truth and having experienced life and death many times, Yu Fangzhi has long let go of his guard against Yan Cijing, but he still has lingering fears about his attempt to kill Wei Cheng in the palace, and advises him not to act rashly.

Yan Cijing nodded, already guessing that Yu Fangzhi would take action in the near future.

Yan Cijing didn't inquire, and Yu Fangzhi didn't take the initiative to inform. He just said: "You and I are grasshoppers on the same rope. I will never cross the river and tear down the bridge. Don't be afraid if anything happens."

Yan Cijing frowned: "Afraid?"

Yu Fangzhi smiled: "Master Yan is courageous and resourceful, so of course there is nothing to be afraid of."

Yan Cijing said: "Not without it."

Yu Fangzhi: "Let's hear it?"

Yan Cijing opened the door: "Young Master Yu, why don't you break into the official house in the future?"

When the matter is over, he will drive people away, so there is no solidarity, Master Yu reluctantly left, and said arrogantly in front of Yan Cijing's door: "Next time you come to Master Yan, remember to warm up the tea and warm the wine, and dew in the middle of the night. Heavy and very cold!"

"Boom—" Yan Cijing closed the door in a hurry.

Yu Fangzhi suddenly stretched out his hand to support the door, and forcefully opened a crack, Yan Cijing's face was extremely cold in the crack of the door: "What else do you want?"

Yu Fangzhi called out to the lord softly, and said: "You gave your life to save me in the rat den, and you took the fallen beam for me in the fire, just because you knew that I was walking with you?"

Yu Fang knew that he had always been a dandy, but now he had a serious look, a graceful posture, and quite the ability to seduce people.

It's a pity that no matter how powerful he was, Yan Cijing ignored them all, fastened the door frame tightly, and closed the door again with a "bang".

"Yes." The thin figure on the door faded away.

Yu Fangzhi laughed and scolded him for being ruthless, yawned for a long time, rubbed his hungry stomach, and returned to the undisciplined posture of the young master, and walked away swaggeringly.

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More!good night good night~