Ascension

When Yan Siyu received the news that Qin'er was safe, she was reading the battle report.

In his hair was inserted a plain jade hairpin that was incompatible with his luxurious attire, and the hairpin was carved with dragons and phoenixes, entangled and auspicious with a little bit of ambiguity.

"Looks like a gentle wedding gift, I really should give him a few paper flowers." Yan Siyu sighed lightly, and casually put Qin'er's letter into the small brazier at hand, and it was turned into ashes in a blink of an eye.

Seeing his master's actions, Xiang Gu knew that he could not intervene in Qin'er's affairs, but he was always in charge of Chang Pei's contact with Wen Wen, and worried: "What happened to Wen Wen?"

Yan Siyu's left hand is the battle report of the frontier, and his right hand is the map of the front line towards the south. They are comparing each other, and he pulls out another secret report from under the map and throws it to Xiang Gudao: "He lied to the girl, maybe he will destroy it." It's full of people."

Killing is the only way to silence.

Xiang Gu hurriedly opened the secret report, his face became more and more gloomy, and he gritted his teeth: "It's too shameful! Marriage is a big deal, how can it be treated as a trifling matter? Miss Ji treats him sincerely, even if he has no thoughts for her, he shouldn't be like this. Such... plotting against the law."

Yan Siyu looked up at him and sneered, "Apart from Wen Liang, who else is good in the Wen family?"

Back then he thought he was gentle and gentle, but in the end he was betrayed repeatedly.

Xiang Gu looked strange, stared at the secret report for a long time, then sighed deeply, shook his head and said: "Each has its own fate."

Yan Siyu said: "Xilu has sent troops to the north, lost three cities within half a month of this dynasty, it looks like this will continue to be lost. What does the emperor say?"

"Only the Jiangbei Army and the Huainan Army can be used in this dynasty," Xiang Gu frowned and said, "The Jiangbei Army wants to guard against the alien races in the north. What the emperor means is that His Highness asks His Highness to send the Jianghuai Army and some Huainan Army to stand on top."

Yan Siyu chuckled lightly, and said: "At this time, the emperor still doesn't forget to check the strength of the troops in my palace."

Xiang Gu said in a deep voice: "The west foot is coming fiercely, and since the first emperor ascended the throne, this dynasty has repeatedly reduced its army. Even if it overwhelms the Jiangbei Army and Huainan Army, it may not be able to withstand it. Your Highness still wants to persuade Your Majesty, this country belongs to the Yan family after all. .”

"Xilu claims to have a 50-strong army, so I'm afraid they treat horses as human beings." Yan Siyu said disapprovingly, "Besides, the civil war in Xilu continued. We will soon be unable to restrain the tribal leaders who are fascinated by the gold and silver beauties of this dynasty, and we must be the ones who win."

"Your Highness, if the war drags on, the common people will suffer!" Xiang Gu knelt on the ground and kowtowed deeply.

Yan Siyu didn't even look at him, she was silent for a moment, then suddenly pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Last night, you were still writhing on the bed in this palace, and once you put on clothes, you're going to be a direct minister?"

Xiang Gujun blushed, ignored the master's nonsense, and said forcefully: "If the people can't be happy, even if Your Highness finally gets what you want, what's the point of a devastated world?"

Yan Siyu put down the pen as if feeling something, walked up to Xiang Gu step by step and squatted down, her deep eyes could not see any emotion: "You have changed, you have changed a lot."

Xiang Gu avoided his hand touching his cheek at first, and said: "In the study, Your Highness, please respect yourself."

"For people who don't respect themselves, why should they be self-respecting? Do you still remember how you opened your thighs to Ben Gong in the garden, how your fingers peeled off Ben Gong's dress, and how your fingers prepared for yourself..." Yan Siyu Getting closer and closer to him, lips tightly pressed against his ears, with a malicious smile on his face.

Xiang Gu's face turned from red to blue.

Yan Siyu knew she was wrong.Xiang Gu is a capable minister, if not for his ulterior motives, he would be much easier to use than Dong Yan.He should stabilize him and make him willing to work for himself.But he hated his face, his tone of voice, and his occasional display of character, and the only thing he liked was probably his knowledge and wit in the bed.

He will let Wen Liang delay sending troops, but it will never be as slow as Xiang Gu thought.He also needs the hearts of the people, and if he wants the hearts of the people, he can't let people see the traces of deliberate delay. If he wants to compete with Yan Ye, the Huainan Army can't send troops slower than the Jiangbei Army, and the record can't be worse than the Jiangbei Army.

Even though the Huainan Army was no longer in his hands, the sign of Changpei Palace was always on his head.

He deliberately misled Xiang Gu, angered him, and then tortured him.

"I have already handed over the relevant matters to Dong Yan. You just need to fool the emperor and tell me what he is doing at any time."

Xiang Gu was held in Yan Siyu's arms, but his whole body was cold, as if being entangled by a giant python, unable to breathe.

"Can Your Highness tell your subordinates clearly, what did your subordinates do wrong?"

He hoped that his guess was wrong, but His Highness has almost clearly targeted him during this period of time.

Yan Siyu narrowed her long and narrow eyes, the corners of which were tilted upwards, and the corners of her raised lips showed a bit of pride, and said in a hoarse voice: "You have done a lot of mistakes, so many that I like you a little bit. Deal with it every day. Aren't you tired of so much work?"

The implication is to take his power!

Xiang Gu panicked.He is not a person who is greedy for power, but he is very scared now, he has to think about the reasons and consequences of his master taking over his power, and no matter which one, he cannot bear it.

"Your Highness..." His voice trembled, and he couldn't figure out how much His Highness had found out, or he was simply defrauding him.

Yan Siyu liked his trembling look very much, so he let go of him, sat back on his seat with his head held high, and his eyes fell on the station newspaper again: "Go back and call Dong Yan."

The most terrible thing is not death, but the process of waiting for the judgment.

Yan Siyu will not deal with him immediately, he believes that everything is under his control, and pampering Xiang Gu for a while will not affect the overall situation.

Leaving Yan Siyu's arms, Xiang Gu calmed down a lot at least on the surface in an instant, kowtowed respectfully and withdrew.

He is smart and courageous, but he can't control himself in front of Yan Siyu.

After withdrawing from Yan Siyu's sight, he was no longer afraid, and a smile slowly appeared on his vicissitudes and handsome face.

Yan Siyu is a very proud person, he is too smart, once the turtle falls into his urn, he will start to be complacent and confident.

Xiang Gu didn't know if he was that turtle, or if he was the only turtle that Yan Siyu had caught so far, but he knew that Yan Siyu had begun to relax his vigilance.

Yan Siyu draws Yan Ye's attention to the power struggle in Beijing and dispatches troops secretly, but Xiang Gu uses himself as bait, just to attract Yan Siyu's attention for a few days.

It doesn't matter even if he has no rights, as long as he is not dead, their plan will not change.

In fact, Xiang Gu knew that he had lost his position in Changpei Palace, and that plan was very dangerous. He could only tell himself over and over again that he only wanted to be worthy, and it didn't matter whether he won or lost.

But... with such a belief, how can you succeed?

Xiang Gu stopped, the smile on his face could no longer be maintained, the muscles on his face twitched, turning into an expression that seemed to be crying but not crying.

He was really tortured by Yan Siyu to the point of going crazy.Every time he met those deep eyes, he couldn't restrain his fear and disgust for himself.

He struggled to live in this world just to see this person doomed.

But he was still a human being, not a vengeful ghost.People have emotions and desires, and they can't let go of their worries, can't restrain their fears, and even begin to doubt their original intention of surviving.

This world is so alluring but also so dirty.

No matter how many times he lives again, he is just a disgraceful little person in history. While fighting for his beliefs, there are fewer and fewer people fighting side by side, some died, and some left him.

Up to now, he is still in Changpei Palace, in the embrace of that highness, fighting alone.

He has been entangled with him for most of his life, Yan Siyu is still firmly moving towards his goal, and getting closer and closer, but he keeps losing.

Now that Yan Siyu looked at him no longer nostalgic, he sensitively knew that he could finally get rid of the shameful past that made him unable to lift his head, but at the same time, he also lost Yan Siyu's nostalgia.

Nostalgia, a very gentle word, does not have the stubbornness of spring silkworms until they die, and there is no daring to break with the king when mountains and rivers are exhausted, only gentle and shallow feelings like misty rain.

Just like the gentleness of the past, light and shallow, can be easily obliterated.

Xiang Gu suppressed the inexplicable bitterness in his heart, and unknowingly walked to the guest room where Dong Yan lived in Changpei Palace.

He knocked on the door and it opened.

Dong Yan was wearing a clean black long gown, his hair was loose, and a green jade pendant hung from his waist.The young and fair face cannot hide the pride, just like a high-spirited black peacock.

Compared with him, Xiang Gu is indeed old, his words and deeds reveal a deep sense of exhaustion, and said lightly, "Your Highness let you go."

Dong Yan's eyes were a little strange, not all the joy of being favored, but embarrassed: "You know, Your Highness, he..."

Xiang Gu raised his hand to prevent him from finishing speaking, the deep valleys between his brows protruded, and said: "If you want to die, just keep your mouth shut."

He finally confirmed that Dong Yan also climbed into Yan Siyu's bed.

Suffering in the heart, a secret pain that cannot be shared with others.

He thought he was different, but it turned out that he was just the one who lived longer on Yan Siyu's bed.

Dong Yan was just impulsive, not really stupid, and smiled gratefully at the moment.Perhaps because he found that what he thought was a small sacrifice had turned into an unbearable humiliation, he also had a bit of affection for Xiang Gu, a person who could barely be regarded as "sharing weal and woe" with him.

He didn't know that Xiang Gu was the bed he was willing to sleep on Yan Siyu.

"Your Highness has no temperament. If you can't stand it, secretly ask someone to send some clean playthings in." Xiang Gu said.

Dong Yan nodded, and chatted like a family: "I can save it. Last time the Lingbei prefect said that he would give someone away, but there has been no movement until now, and he doesn't know if he will still give it away."

Xiang Gu heard the meaning of Dong Yan's friendship with him, and smiled wryly, guessing that the news of his falling out of favor has not spread, otherwise Dong Yan must have a different face now.

"You decide on your own, don't show too much trace, His Highness will be angry if you know it." Xiang Gu said perfunctorily, "I'm not feeling well recently, and I may have to recuperate for a few days behind closed doors. I have to trouble you for the affairs in Changpei Palace."

Dong Yan was taken aback.Xilu sent troops, and Princess Xiang'an, the emperor, and the Tai Tuo ceased fighting at the same time. These civil servants who were fighting with each other did have a lot of leisure, but there were also a lot of miscellaneous things such as logistics, food, and grass. It's up to you.Xiang Gu is cultivating behind closed doors at this time, and the burden on himself is not insignificant.

Dong Yan didn't ask any more questions, but he also guessed the reason when he remembered His Highness's performance some time ago.

"Take care." He only said these two words.

Companion to a gentleman is like companion to a tiger, maybe Dong Yan will not be as good as Xiang Gu one day.

He knows that his temper is too arrogant, especially loves to fight with others, now that Xiang Gu can't fight with himself, he might as well make another good relationship.

Xiang Gu smiled and said goodbye.

The author has something to say: Have you guessed Xiang Gu's real body?

I watched "Ancient and Modern Legends: Martial Arts Edition" again.

I think that when "Kai Tang" was serialized, every issue was a must-buy. There were two rows of romance novels in the bookshelf, and a row of "Gu Jin" magazine.I left home for two years, but when I came back, I couldn’t keep up with the serialized new articles, so I had to buy three intermittent ones. Even if they were incomplete, the quality was still there!

Now martial arts novels are so cold, with fewer readers and fewer authors.Liang, Gu, Jin and Wen are hard to surpass, at least there are a few more little gods!

I feel that the novels written by sister paper always lack the blood and courage of martial arts, and have more lingering love. It is difficult to write about the courage of life and death when writing about fighting.Recommend an author, Qinglang (Zhao Chenguang).I once saw her "Ru Xing" and several articles about the Republic of China on "Ancient and Modern", and immediately fell in love with it.Her danmei essays are basically subject and abuse, but the pure martial arts essays and Republican essays are very good-looking, and the characterization and logic are well balanced.