Fast travel: The host is too crazy to shoot, the system can't stop it

Chapter 92
The candlelight flickered in the room, alternating between light and dark.

Yan Ze looked at the person in front of him, and asked slowly, "Who is this pushing hand?"

"Of course it's you, and it's me."

"Where should I start? The northern border or the capital?"

"Actually, both are fine, but if you want to get twice the result with half the effort, it is best for both sides to work together."

"Appreciate further details."

In the flickering candlelight, the world is the game, all living beings are chess, the country and the country, make decisions before moving.

At the end of the conversation, it was late at night, and no one came to bother me because there was an order. At this time, the night wind was blowing, and only insects were heard.

At the end, Yan Ze suddenly smiled, and said with emotion: "The layout of the son is true. There is no way out." It's the last move...

"For me, 'feasible' means success. Does Your Highness have any concerns?"

"No," Yanze smiled and shook his head, "You are right, there is no need for any escape route. I have had no retreat since I escaped from the capital."

Yan Ze has his own pride, and he will never allow himself to hide for a lifetime.

"Then in general, according to what the son said, I will set off for the sixteen cities in the frontier in a few days, and the capital will be handed over to you for the time being."

Yan Ze got up and saluted formally, and Yan Nanxu returned the salute.It's just that after sitting for too long just now, Yan Nanxu couldn't help but coughed a few times after getting up, and frowned slightly, as if she didn't feel well.

Yan Ze was stunned when he saw this, and after a few considerations, he still asked: "I don't intend to offend, but I want to know, if you help me this time, do you have any special requirements after the matter is completed? You don't have to worry too much, as long as I can You can give as much as you can.”

Yan Nanxu is really a perfect partner. His father and younger brother died tragically with Yan Jin, and he died soon after he was poisoned. Working with him, Yan Ze doesn't have to worry about betrayal and he doesn't have to worry too much. Ambition, so Yan Ze needs to be sure, and only after everything is confirmed can he be absolutely at ease.

After hearing this, Yan Nanxu paused, then looked directly at Yan and said slowly: "There is indeed one thing."

"What is it?"

"I don't want anything else, just one thing - to catch the feast alive, and wait until the day of the enthronement ceremony, and he will wear a mask on the stage to complete the ceremony. After that, he will be at your disposal."

Yan Ze did not expect this request to be true.

"Why do this?"

"I have a reason for this, but don't worry, Third Highness, only you and I will know about this matter. The ceremony itself is not complicated, and no one else will find out."

Yanze didn't reply immediately, and Yan Nanxu wasn't in a hurry, just stood aside quietly and waited.

In the end, Yan Ze shook his head and said: "This request is really outrageous..." Such a grand enthronement ceremony, if those old scholars who worship the imperial power knew about it, they would probably be able to stand up to death and scold him, but Yan Ze changed his mind again. Turn, "However, it's just outrageous, it may not be impossible."

In the final analysis, the enthronement ceremony was just a ceremony, and this matter was not rumored. Everyone thought that what he bowed to was Yan Ze, so the so-called truth was not important. If the world thought that what he saw was Yan Ze, then he would It's Yanze.

Yan Ze looked at Yan Nanxu and said seriously, "I promise you."

"Thank you, Third Highness." Yan Nanxu's tone was very calm, as if he had predicted Yan Ze's choice in advance.

It seems that everything was within Yan Nanxu's expectation, starting from setting up a scheme to put Yan Ze in prison, everything was in his hands.

To be honest, this feeling of being controlled is not particularly comfortable, but Yan Ze doesn't want to care too much about it. The interests of the two parties do not constitute a conflict, and they have the same goal. Therefore, trusting and cooperating wholeheartedly is the best policy.

"It's getting late at night, so I won't bother you today, Shizi should rest early." Yan Ze said goodbye first.

Opening the door, the cold wind from outside blew into the house. The spring chill made people shiver. The candles in the house were blown on and off, extinguishing many of them in a short time, making it look even more deserted.

The sudden cold caused Yan Nanxu's body to react immediately. It was no longer just a few slight coughs, but a violent wheezing and coughing that couldn't stop no matter what.

In the silent night, the sound was a bit harsh, Yan Ze frowned slightly, knowing that it was caused by the cold wind, he closed the door first, and asked: "My son... are you alright?"

"Hold, I'm sorry..." Yan Nanxu coughed hard, leaning on the table with one hand, lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "Ahem, cough, Your Highness, let's go first, it's okay..." He put his other hand on his chest Before, the sound of breathing was relatively heavy, probably due to a little chest tightness at this time.

Yan Ze didn't really want to care about these things, but he still reminded, "Your Majesty, it's better to pay more attention to your health, after all, you still have unfulfilled wishes." After speaking, he quickly opened the door and left the room.

All the way to the reception hall of the other courtyard, Shen Linxi and Cao Yushi have been waiting here.

"Your Highness!" Shen Linxi was the first to meet the person coming.

Yan Ze gave him a look to indicate that the cooperation and communication are going well, then looked at Cao Yushi, and said: "Master Cao, go and see the son, he seems to be unwell."

After hearing this, Cao Yushi hurriedly searched for it, and asked the boy servant to bring the medicine he had been boiling.

When Cao Yushi arrived at the door, it was already very quiet inside. He knocked on the door and said, "His Royal Highness?"

"Please come in." The tone of the voice was the same as usual, but it was obviously weak.

Cao Yushi pushed the door and entered, and saw Yan Nanxu sitting at the table writing something, but most of the candles in the room were extinguished, making it difficult to see, so he ordered the boy servant to light it.

Looking at people under the lamp should have more complexion, but Yan Nanxu's face has been pale, and the candlelight can't even set off the blood color.

"His Royal Highness, drink today's medicine."

"Okay, thank you." Yan Nanxu took the medicine bowl and drank it in one gulp. He has been very cooperative with the treatment.

The boy servant cleaned up the place after lighting the lamp, saw a handkerchief on the table and subconsciously wanted to pick it up, but when the handkerchief was spread out, there was a big bloodstain, the boy servant screamed out in fright.

"Sorry for scaring you, you don't need to clean up here." Yan Nanxu accepted the bloody Fangpa and apologized.

"You go down first."

The boy servant also realized that he had lost his temper and accepted the order to retreat.

"His Royal Highness..." Cao Yushi originally wanted to talk about his physical condition, but no matter how much he said, he would be unable to recover, so he changed the subject and asked, "What is Your Royal Highness writing about?"

"Oh, this one, come on, Mr. Cao has a look too."

Cao Yushi walked a little closer as he said, and saw that there seemed to be a poem written on the paper.

"Huaxiao Changzhai guest in the imperial city, has been in early spring for 30 years. What do you think of the writing, Mr. Cao?"

"This... this font is not a common running script or block script, what kind of font is it?"

"This is an official script. Mr. Cao may not have seen it, but it doesn't matter. Just tell me what you think."

This time and space is an ancient skyline, calligraphy only has running script and block letters, without the evolution of historical calligraphy, Yan Nanxu wrote official script, with different fonts and different writing tracks.

"This kind of font is very dignified and elegant, simple and elegant. I have never seen it for so many years. I am really ashamed!"

Yan Nanxu smiled, put down his pen, and suddenly asked: "If this kind of calligraphy and painting appear on the market, would Mr. Cao be willing to buy it?"

"Definitely!" Cao Yushi said without hesitation: "This font is in a class of its own, elegant and solemn, as if it were made of bronze, and your highness, the Crown Prince, has great writing skills. It is truly a rare masterpiece."

"That's good," Yan Nanxu looked down at the paper, and said softly, "This font is the crystallization of previous calligraphy. I borrowed it rashly this time to do me a favor..."

(End of this chapter)