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The four years of Xinglong's New Year passed extremely bleakly. First, there was a rebellion in Beile, and then there was a change in the palace. The Huihe Huqi who invaded aggressively were frightened.

After the decree was promulgated in the palace, Yang Fan, the marquis of Dingbian, was granted the title of King of Dingbei, and he was ordered to return to the north immediately. The menacing Huihe Huqi retreated thirty miles to the suburbs of Beijing as if they had taken a reassurance.

At the same time, the seriously injured King Dingbei tried his best to get up and came to the Hall of Qinzheng in person to thank the emperor Long En.

Although Zhang Jingche didn't mention a word, Yang Fan still knew the ins and outs of his confrontation with Zhang Jingche.In the past, Yang Fan might criticize such acts of "disobeying the emperor and committing crimes", but after experiencing the calamity of life and death, and seeing the fierce battle between the court and China, King Dingbei would not deliberately dismantle Zhang Jingche even if he was ignorant. tower.

Knowing that he was going to Qinzheng Hall to thank him, Zhang Jingche hesitated very much. He himself was not afraid of facing Emperor Xinglong, but he didn't want Yang Fan recovering from a serious injury to waste his mind on such irrelevant people.

"Courtesy is irreplaceable," Yang Fan struggled to change into his robe, and raised his hand to press the newly healed wound on his chest, "Besides, this time, I will never have a chance to meet with today, so I have to say goodbye in person. "

He was right, Zhang Jingche couldn't stop him, so he sent him outside Qinzheng Hall himself: "I'll wait for you outside, if you need anything, just say hello, I'll be right away..."

Yang Fan had a playful smile, and stretched out his hand to pinch his face: "How can it be so serious? You wait for me outside obediently, wait for me to come out..."

He turned his head, and lightly bit Zhang Jingche's earlobe, which was as fine and white as jade. Immediately, red marks appeared on Zhang Jingche's face, spreading from his cheeks to the corners of his eyes, looking charming.

"I think your injury is almost healed!" Zhang Jingche gritted his teeth, "I haven't settled the debt with you this time. When your injury recovers, let's see how I deal with you!"

Yang Fan didn't take this harsh threat to heart, winked at him, and entered the Qinzheng Hall without looking back.

The Qinzheng Palace is different from other palaces. The doors and windows are inlaid with transparent glass sheets. Standing at the window and looking out, you can have a panoramic view of the courtyard.Emperor Xinglong naturally saw the relationship between Zhang Jingche and the newly named King Dingbei. The pampering and tenderness in the corners of Zhang Jingche's eyes and brows were dreams that he could only dream of in his entire life.

He closed his eyes hard, and when he opened them again, he put down the Xiang curtain, and looked back at King Dingbei who pushed the door in.

This is the first time that the pair of monarchs and ministers looked at each other from the same height, and there was a profound scrutiny hidden in the calmness.After a long time, it was Liu Yanzhao who spoke first: "When the first emperor passed away, I knew that there would be such a day sooner or later."

Yang Fan sighed slightly.

He remembered the scene of the two of them in the study room many years ago. At that time, he sincerely believed that this brotherhood could last forever, but he didn't think that it was only a few years, and it had been discussed by the world and the government. Grind beyond recognition.

"My minister accepts the lord to set the border, which is to set the border for the court. I never thought that I would come to this step with the emperor," Yang Fan said. Clutching his chest, "In these years, I have been guarding the Northwest, and I have been conscientious, and I dare not make a mistake. In the end, I got a truckload of rotten military rations, and almost lost the lives of [-] soldiers... I will do whatever I want. It doesn't matter, but you can't ask the soldiers to be buried in vain, even if it's the crime of treason, I'm willing to bear it!"

Liu Yanzhao didn't expect him to say such a thing, and his cheeks were tense: "I know, you have always complained to me... Otherwise, Zhang Minghuang faked his death and escaped, and you would not have deliberately helped him leave Beijing!"

Yang Fan lowered his eyes, unable to see any emotional fluctuations: "Ming Huang is an unborn talent, and a small forty-nine city can't be trapped at all... The emperor knows well that even if there is no such thing as that year, he will not stay long."

Liu Yanzhao gritted his teeth: "If you hadn't acted recklessly and cheated, I would have found a way..."

"Your Majesty has learned about Ming Huang's character," Yang Fan interrupted, "Your Majesty, ask yourself, can you stop him?"

Liu Yanzhao was furious, but he was speechless.

"The emperor claims to have a deep love for Minghuang, but do you really know what he wants? He is a dragon from the abyss, but you want to trap him in the small pond in the imperial garden. This is the so-called 'be nice to him' ?" Yang Fan looked indifferent, "You don't know what he wants at all, and you don't have to blame him for having no affection for you."

Liu Yanzhao's remaining face was wiped away by his few words, and when he was about to explode, he didn't have the confidence, so he could only pinch his fingers into cold pale white: "I don't know...you all know and understand him, only I don't know ,Yes or no?!"

He couldn't hold back any longer, and threw the pen and ink bottle on the case to the ground, only to hear a sudden movement like a sudden storm, and the golden brick floor of Qinzheng Hall was in a mess.

Zhang Jingche outside the hall heard the sound, turned his head suddenly, took two steps forward subconsciously, and stopped hastily.

"Your Majesty, calm down," King Dingbei said calmly, "This is the truth, no matter how angry you are, it won't help."

The brothers in the past and the current emperor and ministers looked at each other. At this moment, Emperor Xinglong suddenly remembered the words that the late emperor held his hand and told him that his greatest enemy was not the wolf watching the eagle, not the ambitious courtiers, but It's the brother he grew up with, Da Yin's humerus!

Liu Yanzhao listened to these words, and planted a poisonous seed of suspicion in his heart, and all kinds of troubles started from this poisonous seed.It's just that Emperor Xinglong had the ability to keep things going, but he didn't have the courage to expand the land. He could hold Sijiu City, but he couldn't hold Jiutian Jiao, and could only watch the dragon return to the ocean.

"Ming Huang asked the minister to bring a message to His Majesty." Yang Fan lowered his eyes and said the words of the disobedient in a very respectful manner, "Concubine Xian, he took it away. Concubine Xian is already pregnant with Liujia, and the flesh and blood in her belly is the heavenly family." Bloodline, even descendants of the Duan family..."

Liu Yanzhao's pupils shrank suddenly, showing an expression of disbelief.

"Ming Huang said that regardless of gender, he will teach this child well, take him to appreciate the scenery that Miyagi cannot see, and listen to the sorrows of the people that the Master cannot hear." Yang Fan looked calm, "Twenty years later, if Your Majesty is not sure Tell this Shanhe Sheji to change its appearance, and he doesn't mind letting this kid help you."

Liu Yanzhao's chest heaved violently, he was extremely angry, but also faintly panicked.He knew that Zhang Jingche was not threatening with empty words, and that the two of them could indeed shake the century-old foundation of Dayin together.

And he couldn't do anything.

"Get out..." Liu Yanzhao gritted his teeth, and pointed at the palace door, "Go away, right? Get out of here! Get out of here!"

Yang Fan raised the hem of his clothes, knelt down on the ground with difficulty, and performed three kneelings and nine kowtows meticulously.

Zhang Jingche waited for half an hour before he heard the door of Qinzheng Hall reopened. He couldn't wait to turn around and saw Yang Fan staggering out while holding the door frame.Zhang Jingche pushed away the little servant at the bottom of the steps, rushed forward in three steps and two steps, and supported Yang Fan: "What did the Holy Majesty tell you?"

Yang Fan's face was pale, but he forced a smile and patted Zhang Jingche's hand: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

The two walked side by side hand in hand, supporting the outside of the Palace of Qinzheng.On the way, he ran into courtiers who came to pay respects to the emperor, and the first person was Guo Chen, Minister of the Household Department.The two sides passed each other, Guo Chen stopped and bowed to Yang Fan and Zhang Jingche: "I have met King Dingbei."

Yang Fan stopped to return the salute, and forced a smile.

Guo Chen hesitated to speak, hesitated for a moment, and sighed softly: "The prince has worked hard and made great achievements, he is a first-class loyal minister, and a feudal king is well-deserved, but... I hope the prince will not forget to settle down." The original intention of Bian Yimai."

Yang Fan understood his hint, and said seriously: "Lord Guo, don't worry, this king...will never forget!"

In the early morning of the next day, You Yunwei, who had been entrenched in the palace city for half a month, escorted King Dingbei to leave the capital. The group met with Qingqi from the frontier army at Andingmen, and headed northwest.

Han Xun received the news early in the morning, took Huihe Huqi to meet King Dingbei, and traveled westward for a while, passing through Zhili and Shanxi, until he stepped into Shaanxi, and then slowed down his journey a little.

Although the journey was swift and swift, thanks to Zhang Jingche's meticulous care, King Dingbei's injury did not worsen at last.He had been in the carriage for more than half a month, and he felt that he was agile. He would inevitably feel a little bored in the carriage, and he was full of clamor for riding a horse for a walk.

Then he was mercilessly suppressed by Zhang Jingche.

"You were hit with a dangerous arrow back then, and the knife was on your heart. It looks scarred on the surface, but in fact, your lungs have not fully healed." Zhang Jingche flicked his finger on the restless King Dingbei's forehead, and pushed him back. On the soft pillow, "Stay honest... With your injury this time, you will have to lie down for at least a month!"

Yang Fan kept complaining: "Still lying down? Mushrooms are growing on my body, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jingche poured out a pill from the porcelain bottle, and quickly stuffed it into Yang Fan's mouth.

Marquis Dingbian choked half to death on the pill, and when he tasted the taste on the back of his tongue, he grinned bitterly: "This... bah bah, what is this? Why is it so unpalatable!"

Zhang Jingche poked his skinny cheek with a funny face: "It's right to suffer, this is a panacea for you, if you dare to look for it again, I'll drink this bottle of medicine for you!"

Mr. Zhang can do what he says, even the newly-appointed King Dingbei dare not tease his beard, so he admits he is aggrieved.

At this time, we have entered the territory of Shaanxi, and to the west is the unique Northwest with high sky, vast land, and boundless desert. To those who have enjoyed prosperity for a long time, it is desolate and desolate, but in the eyes of Yang Fan and Zhang Jingche, it is something that a bird in a cage cannot ask for. open sea and sky.

After leaving the capital, Yang Fan completely lost his worries. He clung to Zhang Jingche's body like an octopus, his cheek pressed against the back of his neck, and he was sweating profusely in the cold weather.

Zhang Jingche originally wanted to do the accounting, but he was distracted by him, and those petty words were lined up and embedded in his eyes, but he couldn't get away.He sighed, and couldn't bear to push Yang Fan away, so he had to open the car curtain halfway, letting the cold wind hit his face: "Don't hit me...you are injured, and you don't care to put out the fire if you pull it out."

Yang Fan grinned contentedly: "You begged for this Dingbei King for me...Actually, why bother? Just hand over the military power and remove the title. The world is so big, where can we go?"

"The word 'Dingbian' is not something outside the body, it is the merits and glory accumulated by the ancestors, how can it be easily discarded? Moreover, the world is great, but it is all under the world. Could it be the land of the king, if there is no military power and the protection of the throne I'm afraid it's going to be difficult," Zhang Jingche said lightly, "I know what you're worried about... Don't worry, when we get back to the northwest, we'll go to the Western Regions. The vast desert can accommodate two peaks standing side by side, and it won't hinder the eyes of the person in Beijing. .”

Yang Fan put his chin on Zhang Jingche's shoulder: "The desert is bitterly cold, except for the wind and sand, there is the Gobi. Don't you find it boring?"

"That's your frog in the well." Zhang Jingche turned the folding fan and tapped Yang Fan lightly on the top of his head. "Two years ago, I went west with the caravan and crossed thousands of miles of desert. I found that there is also fertile soil behind the mountains. The locals call it'shen poison' , the people live along the river and respect the sacred cow, the customs are very different from those in the Central Plains..."

It was the first time Yang Fan heard about Fangwai's favor, and he couldn't help being fascinated: "God cow? It's so good, how could they regard the cow as a god?"

"The poisonous people have their own beliefs. They believe that the cow is the incarnation of the god of destruction, so they respect it very much." Zhang Jingche narrowed his affectionate eyes, and the corners of his eyes were captivating. after all?"

Yang Fan has been recovering from his injuries for many days, and he is almost becoming a monk. His eyes made him feel itchy, and finally he couldn't hold back anymore, he pressed him on the soft pillow, and bullied him a lot.

"Where are you going, where am I going..." he said vaguely, "Want to start messing around and end up giving up? Dreaming... I'll be entangled with you for the rest of my life!"

In the first month of the fifth year of Xinglong, King Dingbei returned to the Northwest Camp with the former commander of Jinyiwei.A month later, [-] Northwest garrison troops rose up and marched across the desert.

Naturally, such a change cannot be concealed from the central capital and the countries of the Western Regions. It is not that the courtiers and the emperor are not suspicious, but King Dingbei is full-fledged and has the financial support of the Western Regions Chamber of Commerce. The He family in Baoji is helping each other. Hou.

No one knew what kind of waves Zhang Jingche had caused in the Western Regions. When the report of the Northwest Inspection Censor was sent to the Palace of Qinzheng again a year later, the sky in the Western Regions had already changed.

The former emperors of the Great Yin Dynasty boasted of their benevolence, and always talked about "educating neighbors with benevolence and virtue", so that they would not be bullied under their noses, and never would have thought of taking the initiative to send troops.King Dingbei did not have this concern, as if he was determined to live up to his reputation as a "dominant general". He first pacified Kucha and then settled Dawan. Put it in your pocket.

At this point, anyone can see that King Dingbei's power is no less than that of the Central Plains court, and he is only one step away from being "emperor".

However, Yang Fan never planned to take this last step.

In August of this year, Concubine Xian, who was taken away from the capital by Zhang Jingche, gave birth to a baby boy prematurely.Xu Shi had experienced too many changes in the past year, lost his loved ones, and finally broke his heart. Concubine Xian suffered from dystocia and collapsed. Even though Zhang Jingche tried his best to treat her, she still passed away.

Knowing this, Yang Fan sighed silently, ordered concubine Xian to be buried properly, and hugged the only remaining Duan's blood to his side, declaring that the child was a distant relative of the Yang family.

When the spring breeze drove away the flowers and willows on both sides of the south of the Yangtze River again, a group of knights escorted the carriage and went south along the official road.The man in green bamboo opened half of the car curtain, and just when half of his face was exposed, a hand came out of the car and dragged him back.

After a while, the axle creaked, and there was an indistinct movement in the carriage.A group of personal guards took it for granted, looking at the sky and looking at the ground, pretending that they were ignorant human piles.

Zhang Jingche forcefully pushed away Yang Fan who kept pestering him, and the corners of his eyes were red. At first glance, he looked like peach blossoms soaked in dew: "Restrain yourself! There are so many people outside, and being overheard...you still have to be ashamed!"

Yang Fan tugged him hard, and pulled him into his arms: "The beauty is in my arms, what face does this king want? No more!"

Zhang Jingche has nothing to do with this shameless King Dingbei.

Yang Fan picked up the locks of hair on his temples, and smiled contentedly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to come back for two or three months after going out to sea this time?"

Zhang Jingche opened his unruly paws: "Don't say two or three months, maybe a year or so... Why, the prince is afraid?"

Yang Fan: "What am I afraid of?"

Zhang Jingche squinted at him: "My lord is so romantic and suave, who knows how many beauties he has hidden? Maybe..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped suddenly, his neck bent into a seductive arc, and his fragile throat was firmly bitten between his lips and teeth by King Dingbei.

"What can't be guaranteed?" Yang Fan asked vaguely, "If I don't teach you a lesson, you don't know how powerful I am."

"Okay, what else can I do if I'm sure of it?" Zhang Jingche thought in a daze, "I can only... spoil it!"

When the dust settled, love and hatred and power struggles receded like a tide, and they were the only ones for each other in this square inch of world.

As if it should be.

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