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Chapter 33: Fengyin

After Mu Qing's evil death, the hostile sentiment of Bai Yujiao to Murong Yuan reached its peak. Murong Yan took the opportunity to send Gan Xiaoru to Gushe Mountain for comfort, but the worship of the Yujiao religion on Murong's has fallen to the bottom. Although A Fei reluctantly agreed to stay in Gushe Mountain, her attitude towards the dynasty was very negative.

Mu Rongyan didn't care. He called the soldiers to protect the jade worship in Gusheshan, and secretly instructed Yang Lianting to contain the wounded soldiers. Yang Lianting set up a camp under Gushe Mountain to house all soldiers who had lost their combat ability due to war injuries but were homeless.

Some people also sent clothes, food, etc. The camp at the foot of the mountain soon accommodated nearly a thousand people. These more than a thousand people are naturally grateful to Yang Lianting, and the court had no other appointment for a while, and of course they would stay in Gushe Mountain.

Over time, slowly integrated into the worship worshipers.

Due to the rebellion of worshiping Yujiao, the situation of Murong Yuan suddenly turned down, and he was in an awkward position.

Wen Zhai was anxious, but for months after the battle in Xijing, he couldn't withdraw at all. With the continuous arrival of Xijing reinforcements, his pressure is increasing. Zuolanglang rushed back from Yuyang to Jinyang at the end of October. She walked outside the city of Jinyang and saw a man standing in the ancient city.

Although it was just a vague shadow, she recognized him at a glance. That was the only person in this life and she wouldn't mistake it. Even among the thousands of soldiers and horses, all arrows shot and floods attacked him.

She stepped down at the gate and hurriedly walked up to the head of the city: "Lord, why are you here?"

Murong Yan stood back and said, "Come here, walk with me."

The left wolf approached him slowly, and the ancient wall after the war was smoky, and traces of blood and fire were everywhere. As the sun approaches dusk, the sky is getting darker, and the towering ancient walls are like an old but thick scroll. He stood on the ancient wall, facing the river of thousands of miles, his clothes rolled, his hair flying, like two lines of poems.

"Today's up, Wu Chengjingyi's party agreed with me to temporarily replace the throne of Yan, to do heavenly affairs." He said slowly. The left wolf fell to his knees: "Congratulations to the Lord ... No, congratulations to Your Majesty!"

Murong Yan smiled slightly and said, "Get up." After a pause, he asked, "This time, have you seen her in Yuyang?"

Zuo Canglang froze slightly, remembering who this "she" was, saying: "The Lord forgive sins, we sent troops in a hurry, King Yan and Prince Edward fled after we entered the city. To Girl Jiang. "

Murong Yan silently looked at the sky, but saw the sky is falling: "I don't blame you. But passing through the Temple Hall of Zhang Wen today, I think of some old things. Ah Zuo, I suddenly miss her a little."

Zuolanglang didn't speak, she knew that Murong Yan didn't need any answer. He said that he missed her a little, but how could he just miss it if he could express his thoughts? She overlooked the city, and saw the mountains and autumn flowers.

The sweetheart is around, the people around are in the horizon. Missing is an indescribable falsehood, and the wind is unreachable.

On the sixth day of November, it is a rare Zodiac day.

Murong Yan ascended the throne in Jinyang, named the king, and said that his father was regent. Xi Chengjing and Gan Xiaoru stood behind him and accompanied him to worship heaven and earth. Zuo Canglang stood among the courtiers, watching his black clothes and crowns draped, Bai Luo's belt, and Huang Zhe's knees, and the twelve coats of arms lined up a world unparalleled.

After Mu Rongyan ascended the throne, the first thing was to seal Gan Xiaoru as the right-hand prime minister, and to abolish the Crown Prince, abolish Li's posthumous position, and demote the two as citizens. At the same time, he revised the book to Murong Yuan again, saying that as long as he killed the demon, he would abolish the prince, and he was willing to return to him at any time.

Murong Yuan was so angry that he tore up the letter on the spot, smashed the ring on the table, and splashed everyone around him.

That night, Murong Yan officially moved to Yan Palace from Qianyi Junfu. The new king ascended the throne, amnesty the world, and reduced rents and taxes. For a moment, the west of Jinyang and Xiaojicheng were also somewhat happy.

After the palace feast, Zuo Langlang and Xu Lang were preparing to leave. Wang Yunzhao came to her specifically and said, "Young Master, Your Majesty has an order to let you temporarily live in the Nanqing Palace. When you are finished, you will be given another residence."

Zuo Canglang frowned slightly and said, "Now I am a foreign minister after all, and there are a lot of inconvenience in staying at the palace ..." She just didn't like the red tape in the palace.

Wang Yunzhao said, "You can't violate the decree of the prince. Besides, Nanqing Palace was originally the place where the foreign minister stayed. When Wen Shuai was in the past, he often stayed in the palace. Don't worry."

Zuo Canglang said: "Weichen led the order."

Wang Yunzhao sent an inner servant to take her to Nanqing Palace. He is now a regular servant in the palace. He is understaffed in the palace, and almost everything is handled by him, and he becomes a busy man.

Zuolanglang followed Xiaohuangmen to Nanqing Palace and asked, "Why is the palace so deserted?"

Xiaohuangmen picked the lantern and walked in front of it, but he was very respectful: "Return to the words of the adults, the old people in the palace were all retired, and now they are all newcomers who have just entered the palace. The small ones are worthy to enter the palace within a few days."

Zuo Canglang nodded, after all, Murong Yuan had been in office for more than 20 years, and those who were favored by him in the palace must not be in the minority. Of course, Murong Yan will not trust these people.

All the way to the Nanqing Palace, but saw Jin Mansha weft, the pavilion staggered. Changing all the appliances is her favorite style at Murong Yan House. Zuo Canglang took the feeling, and said to Xiaohuangmen, "Tell him, Mr. Wang, he's bothered."

While talking, Murong Yan came in from the outside and said, "It seems that the layout here is still in your favor."

Zuolanglang quickly knelt down to salute, Murong Yan lifted her up, Xiao Huangmen did not dare to lift his head, and retreated quietly.

Murong Yan took her to the side of the case and said, "There are so many things today, but I can't take care of you."

Zuo Canglang said: "The subordinates are not children. The Lord cares about me." She couldn't change her mouth and couldn't treat him as the king of swallows.

Of course, Murong Yan wouldn't care. He said, "I did intend to find a place for you, but after all, you are young and you are a daughter. You have too high authority to convince the public. Do you have any good ideas?"

Zuolanglang poured tea for him and said, "The ranks of the officials do not care."

Murong Yan said, "I know, but the grade is too low, which will make you subject to others everywhere, but it is not good for you." Zuo Canglang stopped talking, and Murong Yan groaned a little, saying, "I intend to give you the rank of Captain Sipin, Slowly get promoted in the future. "

Zuo Canglang asked, "What is Feng Ping's position? Anyway, I saw him not kneeling." The girl Jiao Xuan was revealed for a while, and Murong Yan laughed and said, "Okay, lend you something to play tomorrow, let you temporarily No one is kneeling when I see him. "

There was a hint of spoils between Xu Shi's words, and the eyes of the two people staggered, and there was a moment of silence. The eyes were instantly touched, and the atmosphere was suddenly awkward. Zuo Canglang said: "It's not too early, Lord ... Your Majesty is very hard today, it is better to go back to the palace to rest earlier."

Murong Yan responded: "Remember tomorrow morning." After that, Fu smiled again. "In this dynasty, you need to be alone to remind the early Dynasty. No one is there."

Zuo Langlang sent him out of the Nanqing Palace, and the moonlight was white that night, and Wang Yunzhao stepped forward to put on his black embroidered gold cloak. He took a few steps, turned back, and laughed, "Go back, what are you doing on the air?"

Then the left wolf got up and watched him drift away. Returning to God, the sight becomes empty.

Early the next morning, the left wolf just got up, and a palace maid came in to serve. She is not accustomed to serving others, she trims herself. In the face of the people, all eyes were on her. She is Murong Yan's confidant, and everyone in North Korea knows it.

However, after all, she is a sixteen-year-old girl, even if she has a little war effort, if she even wants to occupy a high position, it is really a chicken and a dog.

Yun Chengjing's eyes almost stuck to her.

However, Gan Xiaoru came forward with a smile and greeted her: "Zuo joins the army, your position is here." He is mature, knowing that the left wolf is unfamiliar with the rituals of the North and Central China, and he pointed out the details. After all, it was Murong Yan's confidant. How could Murong Yan rely on her? How could he not see it? This girl should not be underestimated regardless of her future position.

Zuo Canglang thanked him and stood up in the rank of military attache. When Murong Yan was in the dynasty, the throne was too far away. Even if he looked up, he could only see the dim face of the king. Moreover, it is also a great sin to look at the king from the middle.

Zuo Canglang lowered his head and didn't look around. Murong Yan gave rewards to the Chinese martial arts in North Korea. He especially reused Xu Lang and Xun Li and carved Tao Yuan. Feng Ping took the position of commander of the embargo, and Zhou Xin began to show off. When it came to the left wolf, Murong Yan really sealed her as a captain of the fourth grade.

Wu Chengjing's party still has objections. After all, women are military attachés and they are rare in all dynasties and generations, not to mention her age. But after all, she played the top role in the battle of Ashabahara. If she was really just a captain, she would not be too scornful in the dynasty, which is a big leader.

Although Yi Chengcheng Jing party was dissatisfied, he did not reach the point of anger. Coupled with the strong support of Gan Xiaoru's party, this matter was finally settled. However, immediately afterwards, Murong Yan did something even more surprising. He said: "Now the solitary first ascended the throne, the harem has no master, and there is no intention to select concubines. For his own loneliness, Feng Feng will be handed over to the left school for the time being. Wei, she will assist Wang Yunzhao to take care of the palace trivia. "

As soon as the words came out, the ministers fry the pan. He Chengjing first said, "Your Majesty! How honorable is the Queen's Seal, and how can you give it to a foreign minister unambiguously? It is absolutely, absolutely impossible!"

Doctor Cheng Chengsi also said, "Your Majesty, your Prime Minister is justified. The left school lieutenant is a military attache of the fourth grade, and the queen is the seal of the emperor. It is ridiculous, please Her Majesty, take it back!"

Murong Yan glanced at Gan Xiaoru, who was also shocked. But at the sight of Murong Yan's eyes, he hurried out: "You adults have said too much, Your Majesty just feels that Xiao Wei Wei is alert and thoughtful, and let her temporarily help to take care of the harem. Is there no queen in the palace? , The palace maid no longer needs to be managed? Will the princess' marriage be postponed until after Her Majesty's Book 2? "

Wu Chengjing angered: "Since ancient times, the etiquette has a degree! Which dynasty and Fengyin can be placed under the command of a foreign military attache?"

The Gan Xiaoru party immediately refuted the Shang Dynasty's good women, Qi Guozhong's absence of salt, Liao's Xiao Chuo, and so on to refute. Zuo Canglang hasn't spoken. Last night, Murong Yan told her to lend her something to play, which turned out to be the Queen's seal.

Although seemingly absurd, it is also clever. In the DPRK, the only party that could speak was Gan Xiaoru. In terms of military power, he did not have a general who could stand up to Wen Zhai. Once Wen Zhai slowed down, and led troops to attack the city, an army led by a marshal, and an army led by a captain, who was more powerful?

Moreover, Wu Chengjing's party has deep roots. If you don't think of another way, just by official position, the left wolf can only be squeezed by it everywhere and has no right to speak. He is equal to no one in the army. But if the Queen's Seal is given, it will be different.

Except for him, who has the official functions better than the queen? Once there is a dispute, you don't need to speak, and Yicheng Jingyi Party will fall behind.

After a dispute, of course, Gan Xiaoru's party has the upper hand. Murong Yan gave the queen Yin Yan to the left wolf, so that she took charge of the harem. When talking about the harem, in fact, all things in the harem are handled by Wang Yunzhao. Zuo Canglang was originally from the military, and she couldn't manage these complicated matters.

But with this seal, everyone must reassess her status. She became a vague person in the North. Living in Sipin, power is sky-high.

In the evening, the left wolf was preparing for dinner, and Murong Yan came in from the outside. Wanting to come to Wang Yunzhao, Feng Ping followed him. The palace ladies were panicked and prepared to prepare another royal meal, but he just ordered two bowls of chopsticks to signal Feng Ping to sit down.

When the three settled, Zuo Canglang said, "Your Majesty's subordinate Fengyin, whether ..." She paused, or asked, "Did you intend to put pressure on Su Ye?"

Murong Yan said: "Wenzai's matter will be resolved sooner or later."

Zuo Canglang put down his chopsticks and said, "But Your Majesty, Wen Shuai is now fighting Xijing in blood, and we must not start behind it. Otherwise, not only will the people of Dayan be cold, but Xijing will also be taken advantage of it. What's more, Wen Shuai has done great things to Dayan. Without him, Xijing's iron hoof would have broken Jinyang City. We ... "

Murong Yan didn't wait for her to continue, and said lightly: "I understand the truth. But Wen Zhai is very good at defending. Xi Jing's long attack has no effect, and he will definitely retreat. Once Xi Jing retreats, Wen Zhai will definitely attack us. Loyalty is not something you and I can shake. "

Zuo Canglang hasn't spoken yet, and Feng Ping next said suddenly: "As far as Wei Chen knows, Wen Zhai's wife, children and parents are all at his hometown's slide. If you hold them in hand, Wen Zhai will have some scruples. Why not ..."

He didn't say anything, and the left wolf grabbed the teapot and smashed it over. Feng Ping was caught off guard, reaching out his hand, and pouring hot tea. He was also furious: "What do you mean ?!"

Zuo Canglang glared at him: "Wen Shuai fought against Xi Jing, ten years away, and you enjoy peace in Jinyang City! Now he is staying on Yantu, this kind of shameless words, you can say it!"

Feng Ping was so rebuked by a woman, irritated, and suddenly pulled a sword in her hand. Murong Yan said, "It looks like you two can't eat this meal."

The two then reacted, and both fell on their knees to confess their sins. Mu Rongyan didn't let him get up either, and ate slowly. With enough tea, he put down his chopsticks. A palace girl brought up the water for him to clean his face and wash his hands. He wiped his hands before he said, "Wenzai, you first think of a way. After all, he is a big Yan hero, and he does n’t want to embarrass him. Things. But now the situation, you have to count. If he is stubborn, it will always be the blood of Yan people. "

The left wolf whispered, "Yes."

Murong Yan then said to Feng Ping, "Draw a sword in front of a lone, what are you doing?"

Feng Ping touched the ground with his head: "Wei Chen should die!"

Murong Yan said: "You have to be punished for three months. You don't have to go to the palace for two days. You should reflect in your house."

Feng Ping nodded again: "Weichen complies."

After leaving the Nanqing Palace, Feng Ping was still behind Murong Yan and thought about it, saying, "Your Majesty, in fact, the Wei Chen just said it, not a fool. Now in the army, both Xu Lang and his deputy are Wen Qiao's old ministries. They have always been loyal to Wen Zhai. Once we fight with Wen Zhai, it is difficult to ensure that no soldiers have been sent down! And his army has been brought for ten years. Xi Jing ’s heavy soldiers came to attack, but he could n’t help it. If they really faced, We have no chance of winning. "

Murong Yan said, "I know it alone."

Feng Ping said urgently, "But Your Majesty ..."

Murong Yan stopped him and said, "The next strategy is naturally to stay until helpless when it will be used again. It is not your few words to punish you alone. It is because of the intention of saying these words." Feng Ping Pausing, Murong Yan said slowly, "You just want to make Guyou understand, Azuo is also the old part of Wen Zhai. She still respects Wen Zhai. Feng Ping, have you been with me for more than ten years?"

"Ten ... seventeen years." Feng Ping's face paled gradually, slowly kneeling on the ground.

Murong Yan's hand slowly fell on his neck, and the cool temperature made him shiver. Murong Yan slowly said: "Attempting to manipulate and manipulate the subordinates of his master needs sufficient wisdom. I rarely give such people a chance, this time, just for these 17 years."

After that, he turned and left. Feng Ping raised his hand and felt the sweaty beads on his forehead.

In the Nanqing Palace, Zuo Canglang was sitting in front of the book case. In fact, Feng Ping said something that was true. To a little Lang's subtlety was originally the old part of Wenzai. They attacked Murong Yuan because Murong Yuan was incompetent, and they attacked Grey Leaf Plain because Xi Jing had oppressed Dayan for a long time.

But why did you attack Wenzai?

No matter how smart the war is, it is already short of breath. However, if Wen Zhai still holds heavy soldiers, once Murongyuan's party joins him, it will become very difficult. Dayan cannot split for a long time, otherwise it will be broken by Xi Jing.

If you want to avoid war, there is an easy way-assassinate Murong Yuan and Murong Ruo. Wen Zhai is only loyal to Murong Yuan. As long as he is dead, Wen Zhai may hang the world forever. If you can bring your family members away from power and smoke, it may not be a blessing.

But how easy is it to kill Murong Yuan? Assassination is the next best thing, but you still have to ask Leng Feiyan. But if Leng Feiyan knew about it, and with her temper, she didn't know what had happened.

At this time, Leng Feiyan was in the center of the lake, and the paintings were shaking with the water. She was standing on the bow of the ship, wearing a white veil skirt and a jade around her waist. Tibetan songs are fishing, saying from time to time: "Be careful!"

Leng Feiyan ran to him and sat down, resting his head on his shoulder: "Don't fish, so boring!"

The Tibetan song sounded a helpless reconciliation: "But we don't know what to eat at noon without fishing."

Leng Feiyan squeezed his arm and said, "I think this piece of meat is quite good, fresher than fish."

Tibetan song pulled her over and said, "I won't have a hand to fish for you after eating it!"

Leng Fei smiled and fell on his lap, his hair bun falling off, his long hair rolling like beads, azure blue, and Yiren Wushuang. Tibetan Song's throat was a bit dry, and she let go of her for a long time, saying, "Don't make trouble."

He stayed at the Tibetan Sword Villa most of the time recently, but something happened to Murong Yuan and Tibetan Tianqi went out. Two Tibetan fronts are missing, and he is no longer idle. Before he was fine, he would come to Xiaofeiyan Xiaoyuan to sit. At first I just watched if she was doing well, and then slowly, I just felt good.

While Tibetan Tianqi was out, he simply received Leng Feiyan from the Tibetan Sword Villa. He has no wife room so far. Although Leng Fei has no relatives and no reason, the people in the rivers and lakes are informal, and there is no problem in coming.

Now the time that the two spend together day by day is increasing day by day, but he is still polite and just wants to wait for Tibetan Tianqi to return to the villa.

Leng Feiyan did not expect that he would be serious to this extent, but she was willing to live for a while. After all, there is no single place in the martial arts collection that can be compared.

She usually reads books, and Tibetan songs will not stop her.

Today Tibetan Song has a rare leisure and the weather is good, so she took her to swim in the lake. Everyone at the Tibetan Sword Villa knows that Leng Feiyan is the future young lady. She said that no one would follow, and naturally no one would follow.

Tibetan song fished a few fish, cut open, washed them, and grilled them on a small stove. After a while, the aroma was overflowing. He poured a little salt, and handed the crispy fish to Leng Feiyan, not forgetting to blow. Leng Feiyan took it over, and took the most brittle piece and fed it to him.

Tibetan song opened her mouth and unexpectedly covered her hand.

Although her hands are not as smooth as those of rich men, they are long and beautiful. The Tibetan song is slightly sloppy, and the touch of the fingertips and lips is enough to make any young boy with a flair feel turbulent.

He couldn't help but hold her hand. Leng Feiyan didn't refuse. She knelt down and made two steps in front of him, her eyes were opposite, the world was silent, the green hills were the screen, and the green trees were the obstacle. Tibetan songs gently touched her cheeks, and the fine fluff was faintly visible on the porcelain-smooth skin.

Leng Feiyan approached him slowly, and his pupils reflected the clear lake and mountains. The young man is in love at first, and the gentle and clear river is a featherless river. Those who have lost their footing here can only perish and fall, and they cannot control the world.

Her red lips slowly approached, her Tibetan songs leaned forward slightly, her lips and teeth connected, and his reason was broken.

"Yan Yan, as soon as my father comes back, I will ask someone to propose you." He said hoarsely, at that moment, Leng Feiyan was drowning in tenderness at this moment. The light and shadow in his eyes were illusory, only he was extremely real. The light incense on his body, the hot temperature between his lips, the uncontrollable frenzy in his eyes, let her truly give up everything.

She has always painted his heroic eyebrows, but unfortunately she did not meet the streets I lived in that year, but only lingered on this spring and autumn.