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In the middle of the night, two visiting envoys came to Prince Yan's mansion.One of them was thin, with a fair face, extremely elegant, and that was Yue Yuanting, the right minister of Yan Kingdom.The other person was dressed plainly and was inconspicuous. His thick black beard covered most of his features. He looked very powerful.

The two of them stepped into the cabinet and saw Ji Fan sitting behind the desk. They couldn't help being overjoyed, their expressions couldn't hide their excitement, and they immediately knelt down to pay their respects: "My minister pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Both Yue Yuanting and Han Xiaoyun are pillars of the Yan Kingdom, serving under the Empress Dowager together, Ji Fan must treat each other with courtesy.He left his seat from behind the desk, and personally helped the two of them up from the ground: "You two don't need to be polite, please sit down."

Han Xiaoyun looked at the youthful Ji Fan whose brows had already faded away, his face was full of shame, he hesitated to speak, and finally sighed after a long silence: "It has been seven years since Beiyan left, Your Highness has suffered... "

When Changling was defeated, Emperor Yan was eager to make progress, but all the blame fell on a young man.Han Xiaoyun personally sent Ji Fan out of the swallow back then. The other party was only eighteen years old. He was thin in white clothes, his body was in shackles, and his shoulders were not enough. He just forcibly took the crime of a country.

Seven years passed in the blink of an eye, thousands of days and nights, never suffering.

Han Xiaoyun can't remember what Ji Fanliyan looked like back then, but he only remembers that when the other party received the order, he didn't cry or get angry, he was extremely calm, and his back was straight on the court.Although Ji Fan's appearance in front of him hasn't changed much, he can do things without leaking, with a smile on his face, he has become an unpredictable deep pool.

Things are wrong.

When Ji Fan heard Han Xiaoyun mention the old events, he paused slightly, and smiled with the corner of his mouth: "The general has a good memory, so it has been seven years. When I was alone, the days seemed like years. Looking back now, it was only a blink of an eye." It's just hard work."

He turned around and took a seat behind the desk, and raised his hand to signal: "My lords, please sit down."

There is a screen beside him, and behind the screen is the sleeping couch.The curtain fell quietly, covering the person lying on the bed.Rong Xuan deliberately hid his breath and hid inside to eavesdrop on their conversation.Of course, with Ji Fan's permission.

Han Xiaoyun looked around: "Your Highness, why don't you see Feng Chen?"

Ji Fan: "He is in the Princess Mansion, and there are many people around, so I didn't let him come over."

Han Xiaoyun also knew about Yan Fengchen's marriage to the princess, he sighed and nodded, and said nothing more.

The right minister Yue Yuanting cupped his hands and said: "His Royal Highness, in the past few months, I have sent several memorials to Emperor Zhou at the order of the Empress Dowager. I wanted to honor the seven-year agreement to welcome you back to Yan, but I have been shunned by all kinds of excuses. Now My emperor is seriously ill, and has not woken up for many days. The third prince was ordered to supervise the country, and he and the queen mother are in charge of their own affairs. This time, the minister and General Han entered the Zhou Dynasty, and they were ordered by the queen mother to escort his highness back to Yan. Otherwise, once His Majesty dies, and the Third Prince ascends the throne with an excuse, I'm afraid it will be difficult to turn him around!"

Ji Fan is the prince crowned by Emperor Yan himself.He has endured humiliation for the country for many years, if he can return to Yan in time, there will be less resistance to enthronement.From the top officials to the common people, even if he wanted to criticize him as a Qingzi, it would be unreasonable.

Ji Fan fell into deep thought when he heard the words, his side face was obscured by the flickering candlelight, and after a while he decided to ask, "How many troops did you bring with you this week?"

Han Xiaoyun only said two words: "Five thousand!"

He gritted his teeth word by word and said: "A total of 5000 people, all of them are seventh-rank and fifth-rank swordsmanship. This is already all the idle soldiers and horses that Weichen can mobilize. Now they are all disguised and ambushed outside the city. "

Ji Fan frowned when he heard this: "5000 people?!"

This place is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, with tens of thousands of defenders, how could Han Xiaoyun only dare to bring 5000 people here to conspire to leave Zhou? !

Seeing this, Yue Yuanting quickly got up and explained: "Your Highness does not know that the Jishu Battalion under the command of General Han is now suppressing the rebellion in Jiangyan, and it will not be able to quench the thirst in the near future. The Shenwei Battalion is stationed in Wangcheng. If you easily mobilize the troops, it will definitely cause three The prince doubts. This time the mission entered the week, 5000 people are already all the elites that can be mobilized. Even General Han said that he was sick and stayed at home, sneaking into the mission team, because he was afraid that the third prince would hear the wind and send someone halfway Kill."

"The 500 soldiers and horses were not registered in the register. They were dispersed into several groups and quietly left Yan from Beiming Pass. Only then did they escape the interrogation of the third prince. This time the mission entered Beijing with only 5000 people on the surface, but in fact there were still [-] soldiers. [-] people are secretly lying in ambush on the outskirts of the city."

Han Xiaoyun also had a serious expression: "Fortunately, His Highness still has three thousand Yanyun iron cavalry in his hands. If necessary, he can stand behind and block for a while."

Ji Fan's eyes froze when he heard this, and he looked up at Han Xiaoyun.He slowly clenched his fingertips, his expression was uncertain, and his voice was cold: "How many people did Gu bring with him when he left Yan, and now when he returns to Yan, he will naturally take a lot of them back—"

When Rong Xuan heard him mention the three thousand cavalry, he couldn't help but think of the original book, and frowned worryingly: After Zhao Su ascended the throne, he regarded Ji Fan as a serious problem, and ordered Xuanyuan Qing to lead his troops to intercept and kill him.The three thousand dead men fought with their lives, and in the end they all died in the loess like Ji Fan.Even if the mud bodhisattva crosses the river, it is difficult for Ji Fan to protect himself, and it is really difficult to take these 3000 people out of Zhou State intact.

Ji Fan must also know that this is not easy, so he closed his eyes for a long time and said nothing: "...This matter needs to be discussed in the long run. You should go back to the post house first, so as not to attract the attention of others."

Han Xiaoyun seemed to see through what he was thinking, and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, a strong man cuts off his wrist, and a gecko cuts off his tail. There has never been a person who survived without seeing blood! As long as we can take care of the overall situation and protect you from going back to Yan, not to mention the three thousand cavalry. Even if you want the old minister to die in the state of Zhou, the old minister will never complain! You have killed decisively since you were young, and you must never show the kindness of a woman!"

Seeing that Han Xiaoyun was emotional, Yue Yuanting secretly tugged at his sleeves, and came out to smooth things over: "The emperor of Zhou will host a banquet in the future, and he wants to invite all civil and military officials to enjoy the snow wolf. Then we will talk about it again. If it is impossible, we can only be like Han Xiaoyun." As the general said, a strong man has broken his wrist, otherwise when His Majesty's condition worsens and the third prince ascends the throne to attack Zhou, His Highness will be in danger!"

Both Yue Yuanting and Han Xiaoyun are the pillars of the Yan Kingdom.These two extremely smart people get together, but it is difficult to break through the current predicament, and they can only hold the determination to break the boat and fight with their backs.

"Your Highness, please consider carefully what you say today, and I will take my leave first."

Han Xiaoyun cupped his hands and was about to step back, but suddenly heard what seemed to be an extremely slight breath on the bed.Her ears moved, and her eyes froze suddenly: "Is there someone on the bed?!"

Ji Fan paused after hearing the words, subconsciously looked into the veil, and then explained: "It's okay, I'm Gu's confidant, the two adults should go back first."

Han Xiaoyun frowned in doubt: "Boss?!"

Why is the confidant hiding in bed?

He was about to say something, but Yue Yuanting was very savvy, and secretly pulled Han Xiaoyun away, "General, it's late, don't delay your Highness's rest, let's go."

The night of seven years is long and lonely, maybe it is the confidant that His Royal Highness has found to warm the bed, why bother to ask so carefully.

The door was closed with a soft creak.Ji Fan walked to the bed and opened the gauze curtain, seeing that Rong Xuan was still lying in it, he couldn't help but ask, "Everyone is gone, why don't you come out?"

Rong Xuan was startled by Han Xiaoyun just now. Hearing this, he kicked the quilt aside, covered his heart and let out a breath, lying on the bed with a smile that was not a smile: "As expected of a first-grade sword, with sharp ears and eyes, I didn't dare to breathe for a long time, I never thought It was still discovered by him."

Ji Fan lifted up his robe and took a seat beside the bed: "Han Xiaoyun has been in the battlefield for a long time, and his ears and eyes are sharp, so he is naturally extraordinary."

Rong Xuan remembered their conversation just now, and sat up straight: "Your father is seriously ill now, and it is urgent to return to Yan, but Beijing is heavily guarded, how do you fight out?"

"Kill out?"

Ji Fan frowned when he heard this, and shook his head slowly: "Thousands of people in the area, how can they fight against the elite of the capital. I am afraid that not only will they not be able to get out, but they will be buried here. You don't know that Yue Yuanting's martial arts are mediocre, but his strategy is extraordinary. Back then As the governor of Langping, he was ordered to escort food and grass to Beijing, but he was robbed by barbarians on the way, and he was trapped in a foreign camp with only [-] guards around him, so he looked like a lonely man."

Rong Xuan subconsciously asked: "Then how did he escape?"

Ji Fan twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard the words, and saw a bit of sarcasm for no reason: "How did you escape? The strong man cut off his wrists and turned the tiger away from the mountain. He let the four hundred guards flee south to divert the pursuers, and he sneaked into the northern mountains alone. Survival. Those barbarians didn't expect Yue Yuanting to be so bold that he didn't even bring a single guard, so he fell for it. Later, he became the right chancellor and became an extremely personable minister, but all the four hundred guards died under the barbarian's sword."

Ji Fan's voice suddenly sank, and he couldn't hear clearly in the dark night: "I'm afraid that he will repeat his old tricks and want the three thousand cavalry to flee to distract the pursuers. 400 people died back then, but now thousands of people will die. ..."

After he finished speaking, he silently clenched Rongxuan's hand, which was cold. He didn't know whether he was blaming him or laughing at himself: "Human life is worthless. I never cared about it before. They say that love corrupts the heart, so it's true...Gu and You have been staying for a long time, and you have become indecisive."

There was only indifference in Ji Fan's eyes in the past, but at some point, they were also tainted with a bit of human warmth.

Even if Rong Xuan's mind is crooked, he can't help but feel touched for a moment when he hears that tens of millions of lives are being gambled.He was about to say something when he heard the words, but suddenly he heard a soft noise from outside, his eyes froze, he got up subconsciously and said: "Who!"

Ji Fan's complexion also changed, and he immediately opened the door to check, only to find that the person standing outside was the deputy commander Jiang Huan.

During the secret conversation just now, it was inevitable that someone would eavesdrop, Jiang Huan kept guard outside the door, fearing that he had heard everything.Seeing Ji Fan coming out, he subconsciously knelt down and pleaded guilty: "This subordinate deserves to die, for disturbing His Highness."

Ji Fan stared at him expressionlessly, wondering what he was thinking.

Rong Xuan thought more.Jiang Huan was the commander of the three thousand cavalry, and when he heard that the Lord wanted them to risk their lives, he probably felt resentful.

However, Jiang Huan paused, knelt on the cold ground, and remained silent for a long time, but finally he only uttered one sentence: "The last general has received the Queen Mother's secret order to escort His Highness back to Yan safely at any cost—"

He said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, please don't worry about me. Back then we sent His Highness to this prison, and now we should send His Highness back safely, and we will not hesitate to die!"

The last four words were squeezed out between the teeth, like four bolts of lightning silently lighting up in the dark sky, and after the silence, there was a deafening sound.It is hard to doubt the weight contained in this sentence.

This is an era when fate is as cheap as grass, and this is an era when people can't help themselves.From the moment a person falls to the ground, this life bears many responsibilities.

In troubled times, half of the imperial power, half of the family and country, half of the parents, half of the promises, and nothing left.

3000 people means [-] lives, but in the turmoil of the government and the increasingly declining family and country, they seem so insignificant.

Ji Fan didn't speak.He stared at Jiang Huan for a while, then slowly leaned down and squatted down, without saying a word, he stretched out his hands and clenched his shoulders, his knuckles were blue, and even the scales were crackling.

It was the first time Ji Fan spoke through gritting his teeth like this.He stared at Jiang Huan, his face was even a little gloomy, and his words were full of cruelty: "One person has three thousand riders, and he will come back as he came, and no one will be missing—"

At that time, one person rode three thousand horses, and the horseshoes rushed into the blue sky.

Today, outside the snow-covered Tianshan Mountains, Beiming Tower cannot be seen in the distance.

When he left Yan and entered Zhou, Ji Fan was not the only one who had not returned to his homeland for seven years.

Jiang Huan looked at Ji Fan in surprise when he heard the words, then his eyes turned red, and he persuaded in an excited tone: "Your Highness, I don't regret waiting for death, you should take care of the overall situation!"

However, Ji Fan stood up straight away, kicked him to the ground, and reprimanded him coldly: "Get out and watch! I have my own judgment on this matter, and I don't allow others to talk about it. If I dare to eavesdrop in the future, I will never Forgive me!"

Jiang Huan got up from the ground, hesitating to speak, but seeing Ji Fan's gloomy face, he had no choice but to raise his sword and go to the outer gate to guard.

Ji Fan stood under the eaves, motionless, and the night wind blew his sleeves fluttering, making his figure look thinner and thinner.The cold moonlight falls on the side of the face, as bright as a beautiful jade, but the eyes are also soaked in frost.

Ji Fan didn't know what he was thinking, and the degree of blackening quietly dropped to 20%.

Rong Xuan listened to the system notification sound coming from his ear, slowly raised his hand and landed on Ji Fan's shoulder, and then slowly clenched it: "Ji Fan..."

There seems to be a sigh in the words.

Ji Fan didn't look back, he just raised his head as hard as he could, as if he wanted to look at Beiyan thousands of miles away through the moon, his deep voice seemed lonely and distant in the night: "Rong Xuan, if you are alone today, If you sacrifice your life for 3000 people, you will sacrifice the lives of all the people for your own selfishness when you ascend the throne as emperor in the future."

"When I read history books when I was young, I understood a truth. A king can be cunning, deceitful, insidious or poisonous. They can disown their relatives, they can be fickle and ungrateful, they can't love their wives or sons, but they can't help but love the people .”

"I want to be the emperor of Beiyan in the lonely day. I can't give up the territory of thousands of miles, and the people of the Li people can't abandon it. If today's precepts are broken, it will be like ants hiding in the embankment. Sparks fall into the forest, and I can no longer restrain my heart."

Rong Xuan knew from the beginning that Ji Fan would be a good emperor.If such a person does not become an emperor, what kind of person can be an emperor?He thought for a long time before finally uttering a sentence: "I will find a way to meet Zhao Su."

Ji Fan paused when he heard this, and turned to look at him in surprise.

But Rong Xuan repeated it again: "When Emperor Zhou held a banquet, I will enter the palace with you in disguise, and I will find a way to meet Zhao Su."