Opposite the entrance hall

It didn't take long for everyone to know that King Liang was going to be banished from the capital, but because Emperor Chengde ordered it to be suppressed, everyone could only guess from some side details, and couldn't get a clear picture of it. Cause and effect, only a few people know the inside story, but whether they know it or not, it is a certainty that King Liang will lose power. Apart from watching the excitement and having nothing to do with it, most of the court is divided into two factions. The prince and King Rui are the leaders, and the other faction is the few remaining supporters of King Liang who are still vacillating, not knowing what to do.

The situation in the DPRK and China has undergone earth-shaking changes for a while, and the officials of the Manchu Dynasty tacitly kept silent about this matter, but it is not clear what they are thinking about in a few words.

As the end of the year approaches, the day is getting colder and snowier. The sky and the earth are decorated with white and eye-catching snow. They fall on the branches one after another, bending the branches and falling a thick layer of snow, which piles up on the ground like a small snow mountain. The sound of horseshoes came from everywhere, and as the sound got closer, the branches trembled, and some snow fell, which looked like a small hillside.

The face of the man on horseback was covered by the flying snow, and he couldn't see his face clearly from a distance. The speed of the horse was very fast, and it crossed the forest path in a blink of an eye, leaving only horseshoe prints of different depths. will cover the imprint.

When Pei Zhan appeared outside the camp facing the university, the patrolling soldiers saw him early on. When he walked in, he greeted him, cupped his fists and saluted, "The commander is back."

"Well," Pei Zhan casually patted the snow foam on his body, nodded and handed over the horse's rein, looked around and asked without seeing anyone, "Where's Guo Sheng?"

"The deputy commander is training soldiers, the subordinates go down and call the deputy commander."

"No need, I'll find him myself." He waved his hand to stop

The school grounds of the Foreign Imperial Army were in the deep mountains and old forests. It was originally just a few pieces of wasteland, a few low houses, and a group of crooked soldiers and ruffians. No one would doubt it, let alone a barracks, or a bandit den. The headache that Pei Zhangang took over No way, it took a lot of thought to make this school look decent. He repaired the school, dealt with the gang of grandchildren from the household department every day, led troops to train soldiers, re-established military discipline and formation, and rewarded and punished clearly. Cherish talents and love talents , No general airs at all.

They are all straightforward old men. After this period of time, everyone can understand that this airborne commander of the imperial army is not like those idiots inlaid with gold and silver in the past. Apart from being an official, he has no ability at all. They are all convinced, Pei Zhan's method of training soldiers made them miserable, but no one wanted to show weakness, so they gritted their teeth and endured it. Some of them were young and couldn't bear the hardship. Yes, he is the biggest thorn in the side, yelling at Pei Zhan everywhere, making the east and west want to be beaten.

But it's strange to say that Commander Pei, who has a bad temper, didn't really punish Yan Zhao, he just let him provoke him, and then a few lukewarm and eccentric words only made the angry man lose his temper and win or lose. Slowly rising, Yan Zhao was very annoying at first, but as the soldiers in the camp gradually got along with each other, they found that although the child looked delicate, he was straightforward, loyal, resistant, smart, and would not look down on others. It looks like it was spoiled by the family.

Everyone was older than him, and the child was not yet a weak crown, so they treated him like a younger brother, so when Yan Zhao was dealt with by the military law, everyone seemed more worried than himself being punished.

Since the last time, Pei Zhan has avoided Yan Zhao intentionally or unintentionally. He really didn't expect this little bastard to be so arrogant, he would rather be beaten than go back.

What is this.

Pei Zhan sighed. When he walked to the school field, he surrounded many people. It looked like he was doing one-on-one actual combat training. This is a common method of training soldiers in military camps. Drills are more popular. There are boos and whistles on the school grounds one after another, and all kinds of laughter and shouts are loud. It is already very lively when you hear it from a distance, but it is even more powerful when you get closer.

Along the way, many people greeted Pei Zhan and saluted him. He nodded and slowly walked towards Guo Sheng, who quickly greeted him, "The general is back."

"Ah."

Guo Sheng is an old man of the Pei family army. Since Pei Zhan took over the Pei family army, he has been calling him a general, and it has not changed in these years.

"How is the palace, King Liang this time..." Guo Sheng asked again but didn't finish his sentence.

Pei Zhan didn't reply, his attention was attracted by the commotion below, he looked down at the two people surrounded by people under the stands, it just so happened that one of the two people happened to be him hiding and avoiding, Still holding the helpless Young Master Yan Zhao.

At this time, this man was holding a red-tasseled spear in his hand, and he swiped, stabbed, picked and slashed, and his marksmanship was so smooth and flowing, against the golden red rope tied in front of his forehead, he was very handsome and handsome, with a look of youthful independence in his eyes. A little arrogant, with a casual smile on the corner of his mouth, dazzling and dazzling that people can't ignore.

After watching for a while, Pei Zhan could see that this little bastard had mastered the marksmanship he had taught him. His marksmanship was too murderous, and his movements were relatively large. It was very exhausting for Yan Zhao, and he only managed half of it several times I was out of breath for marksmanship, so I learned from each other's strengths, removed some deadly moves according to my physical strength and the way I use the gun, and added a few extra flower guns. These moves are very beautiful when played by him, and the power of the red-tasseled gun is far better than before .

I have to admit that he is indeed a good-looking man, and he will be a good general after some time. It's just...

Pei Zhan sighed in his heart.

While he was sighing, Yan Zhao picked up a handsome gun and flew the sword in the soldier's hand, and before he could react, he threw it with all his might, and saw the tip of Cheng Liang's gun It flashed in front of his eyes, and stabbed straight at the soldier's throat.

The speed of the gun was extremely fast, and everyone was frightened by the sudden situation, not to mention the soldier standing there. Guo Sheng frowned and subconsciously wanted to save someone, but he was stopped by the people around him just as he took a step. Someone looked over in confusion.

"It's okay," Pei Zhan said, "nothing will happen."

As soon as the words fell, in the blink of an eye, a figure jumped over quickly, holding the body of the gun when the tip of the gun was no more than two fists away from the person.

The soldier was so frightened that he was sweating all over his body, his legs were trembling uncontrollably, and he almost peed out several times. He lowered his head along the gun head, and then looked up along the gun body. Seeing the young man tilting his head, he smiled and said, "You lost."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and twirled a few times in his hands, and then slowly stood beside him. Only then did the soldiers around him react with loud shouts. Some people had a good relationship with Yan Zhao. Shangqian wrapped his arms around his neck and punched him twice. Before it stopped, someone rubbed his fists and came forward to salute with his fists.

Guo Sheng looked around for a while, nodded in satisfaction, and said cheerfully: "Young Lord Tong has changed a lot since he first came here. I thought he was a coquettish young man who couldn't bear hardships. I haven't shouted a single thunder, and my actual combat training record is also among the best on weekdays, which is really impressive."

"That's natural, and I don't want to see who is shot by his subordinates." Pei Zhan raised his chin slightly, quite proudly, "There is no soldier that I can't get out of, let alone this little bastard. ability."

"General," Guo Sheng hesitated, but lowered his voice, "Don't think that the humble official is meddling in some things. If you think about it, you should remind me a few words. You cherish talents and love talents, but he has a different status after all. Marching and fighting are not fun, and a negligence will cost you your head. If you want to promote him to the road of military generals, then you have to look at the government of Renzhen. Answer or not, the little father-in-law is so pampered, how can he really join the army, don't let the eldest princess come to trouble you in person, if you really can't, let's change to another seedling, Wei Chengyi is also good."

Pei Zhan didn't answer, just thought for a while with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice: "That's the reason, I was only for the benefit of Duke Zhen, and helped him cure Yan Guanqing's rebellious and lawless temperament. If he really goes to the military camp, he will cause trouble sooner or later, and he will continue to be a scourge to Lin'an. He has been here for a while, and tomorrow I will send someone to ask Duke Zhen to take him back. I'm tired, I'm tired. Watch here, I'll go and rest for a while."

He patted Guo Sheng's shoulder while talking, but just after he took two steps, his expression changed, and the tips of his ears trembled slightly. When he looked back, he saw a pistol breaking through the wind and air, heading straight towards him. To stab.

The speed of the gun was very fast, but it was approaching in the blink of an eye. Pei Zhan looked calm and his figure did not move, but tilted his head slightly. The tip of the gun could have jumped past his neck. The silver light coming out was a bit dazzling, and Pei Zhan narrowed his eyes.

Suddenly, Pei Zhan made a move. He jumped half a meter with a backflip. Before everyone could see the movement clearly, he raised his foot and hooked his butt to turn the direction, followed by a roundabout kick at a faster and faster speed than before. Flying back, it stuck straight into the sand in front of Yan Zhao, and the body of the gun shook back and forth under the force and made a sound.

After Pei Zhan's set of movements came down, he was exceptionally smooth. He straightened his clothes and faced the crowd under the high platform, his eyes fell on Yan Zhao who was in the center of the crowd.

Yan Zhao's expression was indifferent, as if he was not worried that the gun would hurt him at all, he stood upright without any panic, he kept looking at Pei Zhan, so when Pei Zhan looked over, the two eyes met, there was no embarrassment or embarrassment, As if that day never existed.

"General Pei," Yan Zhao raised his chin, his tone was neither too hasty nor too slow, even with a hint of a smile on his face, "Come here? I bet you can't take the gun from me."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent at first, and then all kinds of booing and restless voices sounded:

"Commander Pei, hurry up, Yan Zhao is a little crazy, it's time to kill his spirit."

"That's right, that's right, Yan Zhao, if you're about to lose, remember to invite your brothers to drink."

"It's not that I said, Yan Zhao is going to fuck, Commander, hurry up, if you don't go to Lao Zhu, I will go up, tidy him up and see if he still obeys."

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd, they were all straightforward elders, and no one took their dirty jokes seriously in private on weekdays, Guo Shengsheng was afraid that when the young master did something wrong, the Zhen Guo government would find him Trouble find yourself on the head, and I am afraid that the man next to me will feel that the military camp is unhealthy and angry, and he will be the one who will be scolded and punished. His heart sinks and he just wants to stop it, but he sees a black shadow flying in front of him, and he is stunned He subconsciously turned his head to the side and there was no one around him, and when he turned around again, his general was already standing in front of the spear.

The two looked at each other across the bed, and the noise around them didn't affect it at all. After counting, the two haven't seen each other for a while, and Yan Zhao has grown taller, reaching his forehead already, and the greenness on his face has faded a lot A little steady, Pei Zhan looked down for a while, then looked back at Guo Sheng, who understood the signal in his eyes, picked up a gun and threw it down.

Pei Zhan didn't turn his head, caught the gun and played a few flower guns. His movements were wide open and closed with evil spirit and deterrent force. At this time, he was more like the young general who became famous in World War I, with flashes all over his body. With light, people can't take their eyes off.

Yan Zhao was a little fascinated, so when Pei Zhanzhi stabbed at him, he took a step back, and in a little embarrassment, he pulled the **** in front of him out of the sand and laid it in front of him, and then he barely turned over to avoid it. Knowing Pei Zhan's ability, he immediately cheered up and dared not be negligent, planning to preemptively seize the opportunity and turn offense into defense.

But this half-baked guy is Pei Zhan, an opponent who grew up practicing the Cloud Piercer, but he didn't get any benefits in three rounds, but he used most of his strength, and his physical strength couldn't keep up with the rhythm. The marksmanship staggered back, and quickly inserted the tip of the gun into the sand to stabilize his body. He sweated a lot all over his body, wet his clothes and temples, and white snow fell on his neck and face. The high temperature melts into water.

He supported his body and gasped for breath. Pei Zhan's second wave of attacks followed closely after he was still breathing, leaving no room for breathing. Going up, it's strange to say that no matter which position he attacks, Pei Zhan seems to be able to predict it accurately, and then avoid it perfectly.

Pei Zhan looked at the little bastard in front of him who was exhausted and gritted his teeth, and his mood was extremely complicated. He kicked back while avoiding the stabbing spear, and repeated a sentence with a dignified expression, "It's too slow!" , the speed is too slow, hurry up, faster, faster, don't be a bitch..."

Later, when Yan Zhao was provoked by his plan to ignore it and fight hard, General Pei raised his lazy eyes and showed a weird smile at the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this smile, Yan Zhao suddenly thought to himself that he had already guessed that he was being plotted against, but fortunately he reacted quickly and single-handedly blocked the risk, but what he didn't know was that Pei Zhan was waiting for this opportunity.

Pei Zhan stabbed the gun straight under the body of the gun in Yan Zhao's hand, and stopped a finger away from Yan Zhao's chest. With the addition of physical strength and a one-handed horizontal gun, the gun fell from his hand with this pick, and when he was about to hit the ground, Yan Zhaoxin straightened his legs in a panic, raised his legs and hooked it hard, and he was about to take it back* *At that moment, a silver light came from the left side of the portrait, and he had to step back a few steps. He was kicked in the center of the socket even though he was moving very quickly. His eyes were dark and he fell to the ground, just about to support himself. Standing up on the ground, the gun pointed at himself obliquely, the tip of the gun was sharp, only a finger away from the neck, and it could be pierced with a slight deviation.

"I remember I told you that marksmanship pays attention to one-hit kills, how to win in the fastest time, attack with stabs, poke, point, sweep, pick, defense with grid, dial, frame, block, drip , " Pei Zhan put away the snatch with a smile, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made the anger in his eyes dissipate a little, "You, go back and practice again."

He raised his eyebrows at people, threw the gun back casually, and walked towards the crowd by himself. After watching the hearty battle, everyone avoided to make way for the two sides. , several people who have a good relationship with Yan Zhao rushed up to help him up.

The latter blushed, covered the wound on his chest, pushed away the people who were supporting him, took a staggered step forward, and shouted at the back, "Next time, I will definitely not lose!" for you!"

Pei Zhan didn't turn his head and didn't make a sound, he just waved his hand, just this movement still made Yan Zhao very angry, he gritted his teeth and stared at the man's back.

One day, he will make Pei Zhan look up to him, he will prove to Pei Zhan that he can be the same as him, when Pei Zhan no longer treats him as a kid, but as a man of the same sex with equal strength.

Yan Zhao secretly planned in his heart.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the eyes can no longer see the distant scenery except for the vast expanse of whiteness. Taking advantage of the wisps of green smoke floating from the cornices and tile-roofed houses, this plain white world is a little more smoky, The snow layer is a bit thick, and the boots will make a creaking sound when stepping on it, leaving a series of footprints along the way.When Ji Si entered the yamen of the Ministry of Household Affairs, he put away the oil umbrella in his hand, shook the snow on it and put it in a porcelain vase at the door, and then stepped into the house. The charcoal fire in the house was lit, and a gust of hot air wafted towards him. , Dispelled the cold air, and gradually warmed up the somewhat stiff limbs blown by the cold wind.

"Your Excellency is back," Sun Yuan walked over holding a thick account book, "Your Excellency just went to the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of Rites sent someone to hand over the account, which is about the expenditure budget for the Zhengdan Festival, so you have to look it over. "

He put the account book on Ji Si's desk, and the latter took it and flipped through it casually. After reading a few pages, he couldn't help admiring the clear organization of the bookkeeper. Every expenditure and remaining use were clearly marked, which was different from before The accounts that are clearly perfunctory are quite different, and Ji Si couldn't help asking, "Who made these accounts?"

"It seems to be Kong Shilang from the Ministry of Rites." Sun Yuan replied.

Kong Lingqiu?

Ji Si lowered his eyes. The two of them had no personal relationship since they came back from Kashgar. This man is quite capable. You can say that he belongs to King Liang, but he can avoid it every time King Liang wants to do something. Well, this time, he was not in Lin'an directly. If you want to convict him of being an accomplice of the King of Liang, there is no chance. It was a heartfelt look, but it was strange, if he was really loyal, Li Hongye's loss of power seemed to have no effect on him, he was still doing his own job, and he couldn't find any faults.

Can't figure it out, can't figure it out, Ji Si went over and closed the account and handed it back, "It won't be a problem when Cao Shangshu reads it, and then arrange to transfer the money."

"Yes, I will arrange it now, sir."

"Wait," Ji Si suddenly called out again, "Who will be in charge of this year's Zhengdan Festival?"

"I heard from the Ministry of Rites that he is also Kong Shilang." Although Sun Yuan didn't know what Ji Si asked about this matter, he still replied.

If Ji Si just thought that this person is capable before, now he thinks that this person is not simple, he has some plans in his mind, so when Kong Lingqiu came out from the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, what he saw was Ji Shilang standing in the snow , he squinted his eyes, it means that those who come are not kind, and those who are kind do not come.

The uninvited guest greeted him with a smile, and said softly: "Ah, Kong Shilang is only on duty. The Ministry of Rites is busy with affairs, but it's hard work for Kong Shilang."

Kong Lingqiu didn't know his intentions, but he was not a fuel-efficient lamp to deal with others, "It's not considered hard work, but it's just doing things for the emperor. If you really want to talk about this matter, it's not as good as the Ministry of Household Affairs. How can Ji Shilang come to us when he is free? Is this the yamen of the Ministry of Rites?"

"Let's discuss something. It's a coincidence. I saw you as soon as my front foot came out." Ji Si was still smiling, "I haven't talked to Kong Shilang since I came back from Kashgar. The day is worse than the day, and today I invite you to drink, and I hope that Minister Kong will not shirk."

"It's better to be respectful than to obey."

The two of them looked friendly, but in fact they had different plans, so they randomly found a restaurant and sat down. Ji Si filled two glasses of warm wine, handed one of the glasses over and made a gesture of invitation, and then each raised their heads to drink the glasses. The warm wine in the cup was drunk, and the strong wine warmed up the body.

"Too many things happened in Kashgar this time. It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to have a drink with Kong Shilang. Fortunately, I made up for it today. I must get drunk." Ji Si filled the wine glass again with the jug , "The dishes are all Shuzhou style. Quding is not far from Shuzhou, and the taste must be similar. I don't know if it suits Kong Shilang's taste."

Kong Lingqiu scanned the dishes with peppers on the table, picked one at random with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly and savored it carefully, then smiled, "It's really good."

Ji Si didn't move his chopsticks, just sipped his glass of wine, and then found a topic, "I grew up in Zhangzhou, and I heard that there are plateau snow-capped mountains in Quding, and you can see Zhuluyuan, the endless border grassland beyond , the scenery must be magnificent."

"It's not surprising at all. When Ji Shilang is free, he will go and have a look in person and he will find out that it is actually nothing more than that."

"Speaking of Quding, if I remember correctly, King Qin seems to have gone to Quding after he left Beijing, and stayed in Quding for a few years." Ji Si moved closer, blinking his eyes, and asked curiously, " The Kong family is the most famous family, and I don’t know if Kong Shilang has met King Qin?"

Kong Lingqiu paused while holding the chopsticks, and unconsciously licked his lips. The expression on his face was hidden in the dark, making it impossible to see what he was thinking, but he returned to normal after a while, and raised his eyes and said: "What kind of person is King Qin? You can see them as soon as you want, although Quding is not big, you can rarely meet them. Qin Wang just came to Quding to invite officials and families, and the Kong family was naturally among them, but those who can go to the banquet must have official positions. If it's the direct line of the patriarchs of various families, how can it be my turn..."

Speaking of this, Kong Lingqiu smiled awkwardly, "Speaking of which, I'm not afraid of Ji Shilang's jokes. The most prosperous members of the Kong family are talented people. My birth mother's status is low and I don't get much favor in the clan. I am also dull. I seldom show up for fear of embarrassing the Kong family."

"What's so ridiculous about this?" Ji Si was easy-going and didn't care, "Mr. Kong Shilang must be aware of those things about me. My mother was born in Hualou, and I am an unfavored bastard. If you really want to Speaking of it, we are almost the same, if I make a joke of you, it is a joke of myself."

Kong Lingqiu knew about Ji Si for a long time, long before Ji Si knew about himself. He knew that what this person hated the most was mentioning his background. The purpose of climbing up is also to wash away the title of son of a whore, so when he lightly stated this matter on the surface, Kong Lingqiu was really puzzled, staring at the person's face, he couldn't see why.

He took a sip of his wine, and then smiled, "Ji Shilang can take it easy."

"That's still not as good as Kong Shilang. The King of Liang has lost power, but Kong Shilang is like a normal person. What is this called, oh, the style of a general who is not disturbed in the face of danger."

"It turns out that this wine is not a heart-to-heart wine, but a Hongmen banquet." Kong Lingqiu laughed suddenly, and understood what Ji Si's intentions were all about today.

"No, no," Ji Si shook his head, "This wine is of course a heart-to-heart wine, but this banquet is not a Hongmen banquet."

"Oh, is that so?" Kong Lingqiu raised his eyebrows, "I just don't know whether it's Ji Shilang or someone else who invited me to drink today."

The following four words were read slowly and heavily, as if both of them knew who this "person" was, Ji Si shrugged with a smile on his shoulders, "See what Minister Kong thinks, isn't this the same as eating wine?" Eat, why should you care about those crooked people."

"Ji Shilang doesn't need to set me up specifically. What is my attitude of waiting and watching? I really don't know about King Liang, and I am really worried about his loss of power. It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but it is difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. I don't want to lose This is the position of Minister of the Ministry of Rites," Kong Lingqiu put down his wine glass and said in a calm tone, "I also understand the reason why a good bird chooses a tree to live in, and a good minister chooses a master to do things. First, thank Minister Ji once again for today's glass of wine."

While talking, he offered a toast to Ji Si, and then got up to tidy up his clothes a little bit, "It's not early at this time, so I will take my leave first, and I will have a drink with my servant, Qing Ji, when I have a chance."

"It's very cold outside, so I won't send it off, go slowly." Ji Si nodded his head.

The smile on Ji Si's face gradually dissipated when people left the house, and he stared at the wine glass on the table with a solemn expression. He just deliberately talked about other things, and deliberately used Li Hongyang as a bait to make Kong Lingqiu confused. Whether it is true or not, after a conversation, Kong Lingqiu seemed to have said a lot but actually said nothing, but what is clear is that Li Hongye is really not that important to him, there are too many coincidences in this person, Can't help Ji Si not thinking too much, but the more it is like this, the more Ji Si can't figure it out. Could it be that he is thinking too much?

Can't figure it out.

He drank the wine and sighed.

Sighs spread out in the room, and this was what Yan Huaizheng heard when he pushed the door open. He closed the door, and the heat from the room made him feel a little hot. He took off his cloak and handed it to the little girl beside him. The eunuch approached slowly and bowed and asked, "Why is Your Highness bothered, I can hear your sighing from far away, but what happened?"

Li Hongyang rubbed the center of his brows with a tired expression, and passed the paper in his hand, "You can see for yourself."

Yan Huaizheng took it, shook it off, and roughly skipped it until the end, his expression became complicated, he looked around and said anxiously with a low voice: "Where did this thing come from, Your Highness, what is said in it is true , If this is true, it will be a big deal."

"It was found from Cao Weiyuan's house," Li Hongyang sneered, "he acted on his own without telling him this time, and he wanted to give him some flair, but he never thought that there would be unexpected gains. This old man is usually a bully and fears nothing. Master, you still have such a trick, but you have underestimated him, this old bastard has already left a way out."

Hearing Li Hongyang's words, Yan Huaizheng looked down at the things in his hands, and he believed in his heart, frowned and said: "This Cao Weiyuan is the elder brother of the empress, it shouldn't be."

"There's nothing wrong with that," Li Hongyang laughed angrily, "She can even take care of her own son, a half-brother, can she really take him seriously? Cao Weiyuan probably understands this, so he stayed. With one hand, if you really tear your face, you will fight to the death and no one will be able to please him, but no one will guard against his useless appearance and let him take advantage of it, huh."

Yan Huaizheng didn't dare to answer, he knew in his heart where Li Hongyang's resentment came from, but the more he was like this, the more he couldn't speak easily, he listened to the words with lowered eyes, and when the words fell, he asked uncertainly: "Then according to His Highness's instructions?" Meaning, this thing..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Hongyang understood the meaning behind his words, his eyes fell on the piece of paper again, and he spread his hands. The person beside him immediately understood his intention, and hurriedly stepped forward to put the letter paper in his hand on it.

Li Hongyang looked at the letter paper again, took every sentence and word on it seriously, and then said as if talking to himself, "Many princes in the palace are very envious of Shunping. After all, Concubine Chang treats Shunping really well. Well, compared to others who are more concerned about whether Shunping is happy or not, presumably the mothers of ordinary people treat their children in the same way, because they are afraid that they will be hungry and cold, but there are too many abnormal people in the royal family, and they are fighting each other to achieve success. The purpose does not use the means, how can there be any sincerity.”

He smiled self-deprecatingly, Yan Huaizheng was a little worried, and tried to comfort him, "Your Highness, worry too much."

This time Li Hongye rubbed his brows and didn't answer, he just handed the letter back, stood up and said slowly: "Burn it, public and private existence is a disaster, the less people who know about it, the better." , when the dust has settled, there is no need to bring up the old score again."

As he spoke, Li Hongyang walked to the window, which was blown in by the winter wind that was propped up by the branch poles. The outside of the house was a vast expanse of whiteness. The green plants and red walls were covered with layers of snow, and the original color could not be seen. The snow was a little lighter, and he stretched out his hand out of the window, and a few ice crystal-like snowflakes fell on his palm, which melted in a short while, leaving only a little moist coolness.

"The snow in this palace is very cold." Li Hongyang's voice came along with the wind, which seemed extraordinarily distant.

Thoughts surged in Yan Huaizheng's heart, he walked to the stove used for heating, and the eunuch who was waiting at the side immediately opened the stove with interest, the charcoal inside was burning red, and the scorching fire wind rushed towards his face, hitting his face like hair Curled up from being burned, he looked down at the letter paper in his hand, then crumpled it up and threw it into the stove.

As soon as the paper came into contact with the charcoal fire, it was swallowed by the tongue of fire, and the flame opened up bit by bit, leaving only a little black ashes where it passed, and some words could be vaguely seen in the corners that the tongue of fire had not yet swallowed, but could not be seen due to the lack. What are they talking about, seven years, concubine Wan's madness, the queen, the fire in the cold palace, and the fifth prince.

The flame was slowly extinguished, and the paper was completely turned into black ash. The charcoal in the furnace sizzled, mixed with the whistling wind, cold and hot, near and far, all seemed so unreal.

The decree of King Liang’s leaving Lin’an and living in the fiefdom was made in late winter. The officials of the Manchu Dynasty thought that the emperor would think of friendship and let King Liang stay in Beijing after the Zhengdan Festival before leaving Beijing. After all, what he said that day was clear I understand, "If you haven't been summoned, you can't go back to Beijing privately." If you haven't been summoned for ten or eight years, you won't have to stay in the fief forever.

But everyone still underestimated Emperor Chengde, and let Liang Wang leave the capital before the Zhengdan Festival. On the other hand, he was really disappointed. Hearing that even Concubine Duan was downgraded to the rank of concubine on the charge of teaching incompetently, and she was thinking about her mistakes behind closed doors in the palace. One thing made the faction of King Liang, who was still holding a wait-and-see attitude, fully understand how to make a choice. Those who know the current affairs are heroes.

But now that King Liang is dead, whoever supports him is not a supporter. Without King Liang, there are still princes and King Rui? Skim clean.

Trees fall and monkeys scatter, walls fall and everyone pushes them, that's what they say.

Therefore, on the day Liang Wang left Beijing, apart from a few old slaves who had served him since childhood, they were the family members, and the personal guards sent by Emperor Chengde. Compared with the ostentation of previous trips, I still feel a little sad.

Today's weather is good, the heavy snow that has been falling for a long time has stopped, and you can even look up and see the sunlight breaking through the clouds. It is not warm, but it is much better than the biting wind.

It was only a little distance away from the city gate, Li Hongye reined in his horse and stopped, he tightened the reins and lifted his chin slightly, feeling that the faint light was a bit dazzling, so he had to raise the back of his hand to cover his eyes.

"My lord, it's time to go." The accompanying censor urged hesitantly.

Li Hongye put it away, looked back at the city gate of Lin'an, and said in a calm tone, "Let's go."

A group of people were afraid that he would do something wrong again. After hearing these words, their hearts finally fell, and they ordered the whole team to set off. Then the horseshoes raised and suddenly there was the sound of horseshoes traveling at a high speed, and there was a shout, " Wait a minute!"

The sound came suddenly, Li Hongye frowned and turned around, and saw a few people riding in his direction from a distance, as the distance gradually increased, the appearance of the person at the front gradually became clear, and he waited to see the face of the person clearly , the accompanying censor looked dignified, hurriedly got off his horse and greeted him, and saluted respectfully, "I have seen the prince."

Li Hongyu also turned over and got off the horse. He waved his hand a few steps and walked up to Li Hongye, and said with a light smile, "Fortunately, I caught up."

When he saw the person in front of him, Li Hongye couldn't hide the shock on his face. After getting off his horse, he asked in disbelief, "Are you..."

"I don't know when I will see you again today, but I hope the journey will be smooth."

"I never thought that you would be the one who sent me the last trip," Li Hongye curled his lips into a wry smile, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!"

He said it three times in a row, his voice becoming more serious and self-deprecating, and he didn't see the slightest demeanor of Li Yongqian who was once arrogant.

"Brother, I should give you a ride." Li Hongyu still smiled gently and politely.

Looking at this person, Li Hongye felt a strong sense of resentment in his heart. These days when this happened, he saw the warmth and coldness of human relationships, saw the imminent disaster, and even saw that the winner is king and the loser is bandit. Joyful, wronged, and extremely sad, but until this time, that kind of unwillingness emerged strongly.

I'm not reconciled, I have been planning for many years, I have been planning for a long time, and I have been working hard to build power step by step. How could it collapse once, just because of a little negligence, one wrong step, and it has become the current situation of wrong steps.

He has been fighting with Li Hongyang and Li Hongxuan for so many years, especially Li Hongyang. The two are competing with each other everywhere, from family background, ability and even reputation. He has to compete with each other at any time. He thinks he is no worse than Li Hongyang but he can't be the prince. The reason is not that Because Li Hongyang is a direct descendant, he used to be reconciled and now he is even more reconciled.

That kind of resentment and hatred grew like vines in Li Hongye's heart. Just thinking of the picture of Li Hongyang inheriting the Great Reign would make his teeth itch with hatred, let alone wait for that day to come.

Li Hongye narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold voice, "Kyungming, are you willing?"

"Ah?" Li Hongyu was a little puzzled.

"You are also a descendant of the Li family, are you willing to be an idle prince? Are you willing to be oppressed by Li Hongyang for the rest of your life? Are you willing to be his dog in the future?