Chasing King

Yan Sikong gets the news and rushes to Yan's house immediately. The house is gloomy. Yan Zilian's eldest son is instructing his servants to pack up.

"Brother Yan." Yan Sikong went over and said, "brother Yan, what does that mean?"

Yan Weiming saluted each other and sighed: "my father is seriously ill, once The eunuch will not let my Yan family go. I'm sending some of my servants and sending my relatives back to their hometown in case of an accident. "

Yan Zilian has only two sons. The eldest son is kind, but he is not smart enough. He takes a casual job in the Ministry of rites. The younger son is greedy for pleasure, so he has failed in the entrance examination. He has also caused some trouble for Yan Zilian and has been driven back to his hometown for a long time.

Yan Weiming is also self-conscious. The gentry and the eunuch party have been feuding for a long time. Once Yan Zilian falls, Xie Zhongren will take the opportunity to retaliate.

Yan Sikong took him by the hand and comforted him: "brother Yan, don't mess with yourself. The teacher is an old minister of the three dynasties. He is in Zaifu's position. He has made great contributions to the great Shengjiang mountain. If he is broken down when he is old, will it make all civil and military officials feel cold? The teacher is highly respected, and his students and former officials are all over the world. He will never be bullied. "

Yan Weiming said with a bitter smile: "even so, your majesty is treating my father now..."

"Brother Yan, relax and take good care of the teacher. Now there is Huo Ge in the cabinet. It's not the turn to castrate the party and make trouble." Yan Sikong looked at the luggage, "but it's wise to send relatives to the countryside to avoid the wind."

Yan Weiming nodded and grasped Yan Sikong's hand: "Sikong, my father appreciates you most. You must help our Yan family."

"Brother Yan, don't worry." Yan Sikong solemnly said, "the teacher's kindness is unforgettable."

Farewell to Yan Weiming, Yan Sikong, led by his servant, goes to Yan Zilian's main house.

Along the way, the tendons on his forehead jump straight and suddenly. Just then, he comforts Yan Weiming like a bamboo in his heart. I'm afraid that he is more bottomless than Yan Weiming.

Yan Zilian fell ill and was replaced by Huo Li, the second assistant of the cabinet. Huo Li is an old scholar who can only do learning. Yan Zilian chose him as the second assistant, which means that he is indifferent to the world, so that he can take charge of the power of the cabinet. Without Yan Zilian, Huo Li will not be in the cabinet for a long time.

Far away, Yan Sikong has smelled a smell of herbal medicine.

Push the door and enter, the rich soup mixed with the dull air, smell very ominous, looking at the old man lying on the couch, Yan Sikong breathing, heart straight to sink. If before, he still held a glimmer of hope that Yan Zilian could get better, now he is completely desperate.

"Teacher..." Yan Sikong called sadly and walked over gently.

In a few days' absence, Yan Zilian was almost skin and bone thin. His face was as pale as ashes, and his breath was weak. Tsai Fu, who used to be powerful and resolute, is now just an old man in his twilight years.

Yan Sikong has a sour nose.

Yan Zilian slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Yan Sikong, he was stunned for a long time. Then he nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "you're here. I'm waiting for you."

Yan Sikong knelt before the collapse and asked feebly, "teacher, do you feel better?"

Yan Zilian shook his head slightly: "this time, no better."

Yan Sikong lowered his head heavily.

Yan Zilian said, "you all go down."

Several servants all backed out one by one.

Yan Zilian tried hard to support himself, but he couldn't make any effort: "help me Get up. "

Yan Sikong carefully helped Yan Zilian up, leaned on the cushion, and poured him a cup of warm water.

Yan Zilian drank saliva, followed the flow, and then moved his eyes to Yan Sikong, "Sikong, you and I know that my time is coming."

Yan Sikong shook his head: "the teacher will get better."

"Don't say such useless words. I have something important to discuss with you."

"Students, listen."

Yan Zilian took a deep breath, and his voice began to tremble: "I Six years older than the eunuch. It's reasonable to die in front of him, but I'm not willing to I'm not willing to die before my ambition is fulfilled. "

Yan Sikong grabs Bei Jiao with both hands.

"At the age of 22, I won the title of the golden list. I have been an official for more than 40 years. I assisted the emperor for three times. When I first became an official, I was at the peak of my life. The wise benevolence of the former emperor made the people admire me, and the cultural and martial arts of the former emperor made the whole world submit to me. At that time, the officialdom was clear and the moon was white, and there was little injustice..." Yan Zilian's eyes suddenly glowed, and he must have reappeared the glory and prosperity of that year.

Yan Sikong once had a taste of the Kaiping heyday of Dasheng from historical books and documents. At that time, nearly 100 foreigners at home and abroad came to the Central Plains to worship each year. The National Treasury was full, supporting millions of soldiers, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.

It may be that Shengming Zong Yingwu I had only a short life. When he was born, shengwenzong succeeded to the throne. The country's fortune went down sharply. He lost Hetao, fattened Wala, and Emperor Zhaowu succeeded to the throne. He was arrogant, extravagant and absurd. He trusted the eunuch and lost Liaobei again. For decades, the Central Plains had been in constant war, and the people were suffering It's dangerous.

The brilliance in Yan Zilian's eyes was like a reflection, and soon dissipated. He came back to reality: "it's a pity that you don't have a chance to see that Dasheng with your own eyes."Yan Sikong can clearly feel Yan Zilian's extreme pain. All his life, he hopes to revive Shengshi and return to glory, but he can't return to heaven alone.

"The late emperor missed Hetao. I'm too weak to dissuade him. Your Majesty gave up Liaobei. I'm not a cabinet minister yet. It's no use trying my best to admonish him." Yan Zilian said with tears in his eyes, "now that I am the head of a hundred officials, I can't stop the treacherous and sycophants from taking over Zhongliang. I've watched them destroy the Great Wall again and again, and practice my good fortune. The ambition of my life has been exhausted between regret and powerlessness. You say, you say How will future generations write about me? "

Yan Sikong said with tears: "without the hard support of the teacher and the mainstay, this country would have been beyond recognition. It's easy to be praised and praised."

"Free heart..." Yan Zilian grinned bitterly and nodded, "it's comfortable in people's heart."

"The teacher must be a generation of meritorious officials who can stay in history."

Yan Zilian waved his hand: "well, I used to think that I cared about the name behind me, but when it came to the end, I didn't care about it any more. What I thought in my heart was only my unfinished business, and what I cared about was my great Shengjiang mountain. My personal merits and demerits were nothing."

"Teacher..."

Yan Zilian looked at Yan Sikong, and his voice was feeble: "Sikong, you must remember everything I said to you today."

Yansi looked at him calmly.

"If I go away, your majesty will not worry about it any more. I'm afraid there will be no way to save the family. You should make plans for everything."

Yan Sikong nodded heavily.

"The eunuch party will also take the opportunity to fight back, suppress our faction and eliminate the roots." Yan Zilian sighed, "you used to be valuable to Xie Zhongren. Now, as my student and Prince, you must be the first one he wants to cut off. Do you understand?"

"The students understand that they are not afraid of him."

"You must not be afraid of him." Yan Zilian grabs Yan Sikong's wrist. "You are young and resourceful. In the heart of being a teacher, only you can accomplish my unfinished ambition. Now I have to rely on you to seal my family and crown prince. You must never have an accident."

Yan Sikong looks complicated.

Rely on him? He has no family to rely on, and he will soon have no Yan Zilian to rely on. He doesn't know what fate he will face when Yan Zilian leaves.

In this fight with Xie Zhongren, they were defeated. They lost their strength and suffered heavy losses.

Yan Zilian saw through his mind and said softly, "Sikong, you are still young. As long as you live, there is hope."

Yan Sikong said with a sad smile: "students will strive to make a living on their own, inherit the teacher's legacy, and fulfill the teacher's will."

"How do you make your own living?"

Yan Sikong is silent. He doesn't even know how Xie Zhongren will kill him. He can only go one step at a time.

Yan Zilian said: "now there is only one way to protect your life."

"What?"

"Princess wanyang."

Yan Sikong was stunned.

"If you can succeed in becoming a son-in-law, first, it will protect your life and family. Second, as long as the wedding date is fixed, it must be after autumn. Before that, the Empress Dowager's annual sacrifice is not coming, and the princess's marriage is imminent, so it is not suitable to carry out the death penalty. You can delay it for a few months, so that you can make full preparations."

"Teacher That's right Yan Sikong said with a frown, "but your majesty can't tell that he wants to repent."

"Not necessarily, because of the closure of the family, there is a gap between your majesty, the virtuous Princess and the princess. If you withdraw your marriage, let alone you don't make fun of it, even the father and daughter of an ordinary family can't abuse the reputation of their daughter's family. Besides, your majesty really loves the princess."

"What should students do? Go and ask your majesty to fix a wedding date? " Yan Sikong realized that although Yan Zilian was seriously ill, his mind was not confused at all. The road he pointed to was not only his life, but also the life of Fengye.

"Your Majesty won't even listen to me. How can you care?" Yan Zilian took Yan Sikong's hand and said slowly in his old and weak voice, "please go to ask Xie Zhongren."

Yan Sikong froze.

"At that time, in order to lure Xie Zhongren into the bait, you did a play with Fengye. Now it seems that you have no intention." Yan Zilian said, "Sikong, if I were someone else, I would never have such a request, because I know they can't do it, but you, maybe only you can do it."

Yan Sikong's brain appeared a short blank. How clever he was, he immediately understood Yan Zilian's meaning and murmured: "teacher Tell me to ask Xie Zhongren. " Some words Yan Zilian didn't make it through, but he already understood that Yan Zilian was asking him to "change sides".

Yan Zilian said in a sad voice, "think of the sky, you say to praise or detract from the reputation, free from the heart of the people, are you willing to endure what ordinary people can't endure and suffer what ordinary people can't?"

Yan Si looks at Yan Zilian calmly. He wants to tell Yan Zilian that if there is another person, he can be a grandson for others. A person who once lived in the street and begged on his knees cares about his dignity. But that's Xie Zhongren. That's Xie Zhongren who has ruined his family. Yan Zilian wants him to live like that one Skinned capons grovel!The eyes of teachers and students met unexpectedly in the air, and they looked at each other for a long time in silence.

Yan Zilian's eyes were dim, and he could not see Yan Sikong's face clearly. Yan Sikong was cold all over, and his eyes were lax.

Countless thoughts entangled, just like a crazy beast rushing in his mind, which made him gape. If the hatred was visible, it would have swallowed everything around him. But in the vortex of despair, a voice was whispering to remind him that Yan Zilian was right.

He needs the identity of his son-in-law to protect himself. He needs the wedding date with Princess wanyang to fight for time for the closure of the wild. He needs to get close to the enemy and look for the lifeblood, so that one day in the future, when he has enough strength, he can hold the sword angrily, run through the dirty heart at one stroke, and return the innocent soul and peace!

For that day, can he endure what ordinary people can't bear, suffer what ordinary people can't, and go to beg for mercy from his enemies with the scorn and scorn of the people in the world?!

Yan Sikong, can you?