[Yang Jian's colleagues] Banana rain

I don't know how long I stood alone in the courtyard.There is not even a breath of wind in the midsummer night, it is completely like an urn with a tightly closed lid and a fire burning underneath, it is very stuffy, and even the body of a fairy can vaguely feel some discomfort.But Yang Jian couldn't fall asleep at all, walked slowly back and forth on the corridor a few times, and decided to go to Kang Anyu's bedroom to take a look.

However, when he walked halfway, there was a sudden cry of an eagle above his head. When he looked up, he saw that the sky-defying eagle had turned into a human form and landed firmly in front of him.

"The little emperor misses you very much..." Ni Tianying raised his eyebrows and smiled.

The first sentence turned out to be like this.Yang Jian naturally couldn't give him a good face: "How is the palace?"

"The old thief has already found the corpse of the old emperor..." At this point, he hesitated again. After all, Zhao Yuansheng hadn't really died, he was just in a coma. The title "corpse" seemed inappropriate. There is a quarrel in the palace, and I will come here soon, saying that I want to seek justice with you and arrest the thief who pretends to be the emperor."

Even the rhetoric was exactly as Yang Jian had expected.He waved his hand: "Go and tell Wen Huan to prepare to pick up the guests. Did you see Wen Xin just now? Did you give him anything?"

"Wen Xin?" Ni Tianying said, "I'm only a little interested in the little emperor..." Seeing Yang Jian's uneasy expression, he immediately changed his mind and said, "I'll go right away. I was afraid that you would be in a hurry, so I came to inform you first. .I'll go right away!" After saying that, one wing turned into an eagle and fluttered away.

Waiting, waiting, endless waiting.This night seemed particularly long, several times Wen Huan almost began to wonder if the sky would never dawn again.

And the day finally dawned.There is no surprise of the sudden dawn, no surprise of sunrise in the east.The sky was not very pretty, with thick rain clouds pressing down on the sky, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter, just like an army of ten thousand people approaching at the other end of the road, slowly approaching Wen Huan.

Wen Huan looked at the black cloud that was getting closer and closer, and unconsciously clenched the half of the tiger talisman in his hand.Originally, the Tiger Talisman was divided into two parts, one half was kept by the emperor, and the other half was given to the most favored generals.At first it was Yan Chuang, and later it was Wen Xin.After Wen Xin was arrested, the half of the Tiger Talisman quietly disappeared without a trace.The half he is holding in his hand now is the one that Zhao Yuansheng kept, and it was taken away by Yang Jian at some point.And when there was a conflict later, without the other half of the tiger talisman, and unable to mobilize the army, how should we deal with Mu Tingzheng?

Yang Jian only said that he has a way.Due to his personality, Yang Jian never likes to reveal too much, and Wen Huan can't bear to ask, and he always guesses thrillingly.There was a lot of cold sweat on his palms, and he couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Yang Jian is so embarrassing!"

And Yang Jian, who was "uninteresting", was still in the palace, unmoved at all.

"Master Wen, it's not good, another group of people is coming ahead!"

Following the thunderous and chaotic sound of horseshoes, Wen Huan looked up and saw another group of people standing in front of Mu Tingzheng's banner.The leader looked familiar from the back, so it was undoubtedly Zhao Shiyu.But Wen Huan no longer dared to recognize him. Compared with half a year ago, he seemed to have been reborn. His shoulders were much stronger and thicker.

He knows that the battlefield can change a person.But when this kind of change happens to oneself, it is often difficult to perceive it.But Zhao Shiyu is a living example. He saw Zhao Shiyu grow up with his own eyes, and he can clearly know that he is even one centimeter taller.But after half a year of separation, Zhao Shiyu seemed to have grown into an appearance he didn't know.

Although half a year is not enough for the growth of a general; but Zhao Shiyu is not a general.He is the future emperor, and in front of this vested world, he does not need to command the three armies.But in half a year, the blood and killings on the battlefield were enough for him to hone his temperament, allowing him to mature rapidly from an immature boy.

"Go and tell Lord Yang to come out," Wen Huan said with a shake of spirit, to the soldier who reported the letter, "Go quickly, and tell that the crown prince is back!"

The soldier's face froze when he heard the word "Prince". Everyone knows that the prince is dead, so how can he "come back"?But Wen Huan had already strode towards the two teams while putting away the tiger talisman.

"Prime Minister Mu is getting more and more favored by his father." Zhao Shiyu looked at Mu Tingzheng with a smile on his horse, "Not only did he not kneel in front of this palace, but he even led many people to gather outside the palace, I don't know what's on my mind."

Mu Ting was sitting in the sedan chair and raised the curtain of the sedan chair. He smiled at Zhao Shiyu and said, "Under special circumstances, the courtesy is unavoidable. Since the crown prince is here, why don't you visit the palace with the old minister? As far as I know, the prince's teacher But it's very presumptuous. If the crown prince comes one step later, the Zhao family might have to change their surname to Yang."

Zhao Shiyu half-jokingly said: "That is also a matter of the Zhao and Yang families, and has nothing to do with the Mu family. Besides, isn't this palace coming back?"

Mu Ting said rightly: "It seems that the prince is an insider. Since the prince intends to turn the world into a traitor, the old minister naturally has nothing to say."

These words actually had the intention of accusing the prince of treason.Wen Xin next to Zhao Shiyu's expression changed, and he was about to drive his horse forward, but Zhao Shiyu raised his hand to stop him: "In terms of speaking, I am indeed not the prime minister's opponent. Why don't we go in and meet Master Yang, he can probably accompany you?" The prime minister chat for a while."

If you meet Yang Jian, you can indeed be called a match for chess.Mu Ting smiled contemptuously and told the servant outside the sedan chair, "Tell Yan Chuang to follow the original plan."

Yan Chuang got the order, and reined in without saying a word, but was stopped by Wen Huan who was coming.His face was unhappy, and the scars on his face were twisted together: "You are Wen Huan?"

Wen Huan suppressed the surge in his heart, cupped his fists and said, "General Yan, we meet again."

"You may not want to see me." Yan Chuang said, "Get out of the way, don't block my way."

"General Yan can be regarded as the half-master of me and Wen Xin. It is impossible for me to watch you do wrong things without stopping them."

Yan Chuang's expression changed, and then he said coldly: "If you regard me as your half-master, then let me out of the way."

Wen Huan glanced at Wen Xin, and said sadly, "...Even if this is a dead end?"

The four eyes meet.The last conversation between Wen Huan and Yan Chuang took place in the front camp, and the two were still comrades-in-arms; but they couldn't stand the passage of time and the changes in personnel.

"...Since I've come, I never thought of going back alive," the sword came out clangingly, the sword body reflecting the gloomy sky light like Yan Chuang's face, "I heard that there are talented people from generation to generation in Jiangshan, today I will meet for a while .”

Say what a dead end.Ever since he was imprisoned by Mu Tingzheng privately and threatened to become the leader of the private army, Yan Chuang has died.

Now he is just a walking dead.

"Wen Huan, let General Yan go," Zhao Shiyu said, "The Yan family is loyal, and Yan Chuang is a second-rank general protecting the country. I believe he will never harm this country."

At this time, as if deliberately mocking Zhao Shiyu, Mu Ting suddenly said loudly: "Yan Chuang, why don't you hurry up?"

Mu Tingzheng did not doubt Yan Chuang's unafraid of death.But he wasn't worried that Yan Chuang would go to die on purpose - his family was in Mu Ting's hands.Loyalty, in the face of power, is nothing but ants.

The two groups of people finally stopped outside the palace.Although Zhao Shiyu came from the battlefield, it is impossible for the frontline troops to be at his disposal. This time he brought only a few personal guards and the militia recruited by Wen Xin from the south. Compared with the tens of thousands of troops under Mu Tingzheng, Not worth mentioning at all.

Wen Huan was a little anxious, seeing how the hundreds of guards inside and outside the palace could compete with Mu Tingzheng, he might drown them with a single spit.

"Where's Yang Jian?" Mu Ting was stepping off the sedan chair, "If he doesn't come out, I will go in."

"Report to the Prime Minister," said the timid one who notified the soldiers, "Master Yang has prepared breakfast, and invited the Crown Prince, the Prime Minister and Lord Wen into the room for a detailed discussion."

Mu Tingzheng's first reaction was to be extremely vigilant - he couldn't say he fully understood what kind of person Yang Jian was, but he always knew five or six points.At this juncture, I'm afraid most of them have prepared a Hongmen banquet.

But he couldn't help it.After so many years of persistence, now is the time to boost morale.If this crucial move is not played well, the whole game will definitely be lost.

"Yan Chuang, follow me in, meet this Master Yang for a while."

……

Yang Jian had been waiting for them all night.

Rather, he had been waiting for this day for years.

Even for extremely intelligent mortals, it takes most of their lives to go from being unknown to becoming famous.Yang Jian is not a mortal, so he was able to transform himself from a so-called distant relative of a high-ranking official to a right-hand man of a prince or even the emperor in just a few years.But this is not his ultimate goal, but just a way.

Only by destroying Mu Tingzheng and supporting the crown prince on the throne can the Queen Mother's safety be truly ensured, and only then can he retire completely.

And at this moment, as Mu Ting was getting closer, he was getting closer and closer to Yang Jian.

——"Yang Jian, don't come here, are you okay?"

Yang Jian glanced at him lightly, and smiled: "It's not as comfortable as the prime minister. The emperor sacrificed to heaven and stayed here temporarily, but the prime minister avoided people, and now he has brought an army of ten thousand people to surround him outside the palace..."

His smile and tone of voice are very cold.When Mu Ting heard this, he was not angry, he just smiled and said: "I heard that Mr. Yang has prepared breakfast, and everyone who should come is here now, why don't you invite us to sit down?" After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, "Come on, bring a bucket of ice!"

"Lord Mu, I'm really sorry," Kang Geng came in, bowed his waist slightly as usual, and said to Mu Tingzheng with a smile, "It's very hot today, not only the prime minister here is feeling stuffy, I think His Royal Highness is having a hard time. It's just that The palace is simple and the road is far away, the amount of ice brought is calculated accurately, there is really no extra ice for the prime minister to use. Please be kind to the prime minister."

In this way, Mu Tingzheng was an unexpected visitor.He has always looked down on these eunuchs, even eunuchs like Kang Geng who are highly valued by Zhao Yuansheng and Zhao Shiyu, so how can he bear this tone?Just as he was about to speak, he heard the prince say: "I think it's okay, the prime minister probably won't care about this moment."

After the prince finished speaking, he took his seat by himself.Immediately after, Wen Huan and Yan Chuang also took their seats.Mu Ting glanced at the ice bucket near Yang Jian's seat, and could only suffer from being dumb, and sat down on the left side of Yan Chuang, opposite the prince.But when he looked up, he saw that the prince and Yang Jian had changed seats.

It really is a child of Lizi, extremely naive, and he still plays these childish tricks to this day.Mu Tingzheng was well aware of his dislike for the prince. Fortunately, he never thought of making the prince like him. Instead, he felt that the more he hated the prince, the more successful he would be.

Now he was facing Yang Jian.Yang Jian is not such an easy-going person, as soon as he sat down, he made tea and porridge by himself, completely ignoring others.

"Master Yang is still the same," Mu Tingzheng sighed vaguely, "He is clearly sitting opposite me, but I can't see clearly."

Wen Huan was about to answer, but was suppressed by Yang Jian's voice: "Prime Minister wants to say that Yang Jian is unfathomable, it is really flattering me too much. No matter how profound Yang Jian is, he can't hide it like the Prime Minister. He can easily wave it away." The army went out of the city and confronted the prince's guards on the mountain road... If you want to look at flowers in the fog, I think Yang Jian will not be able to defeat the prime minister no matter what."

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