The villain king really doesn't want to rebel

As winter goes and spring comes, the unruly winter plums are gradually withering.

Today is the day when Wen Yan enters the palace. Qianchun carefully prepared slightly colored clothes. Wen Yan had ordered before that when entering the palace every week, there is no need to prepare plain white brocade clothes. The old man in the palace hoped to see a The more popular King An.

For private clothes on weekdays, Wen Yan usually chooses to wear white, but when the little prince in white is expressionless, he always looks like a jade without warmth, and it is also because Rongzi is too handsome, as if he is under the sun. He was about to leave the world in a moment, and ascended into a fairy.

But Wen Yan, who was wearing white clothes outside the mansion, was like an evil ghost who came to kill others.

Qianchun, who has been serving King An since childhood, sighed shallowly, if only the prince was as cheerful as he was when he was a child, how cute he was at that time, and thinking of the bad words against the prince from the outside world, he was angry from the bottom of his heart.Thinking this way, when sealing the belt, his subordinates unconsciously put in a little effort.

The little prince who didn't know that he was angered for no reason looked at the maid who seemed to be emitting black air behind him, felt the air in his chest gradually thinning, and reluctantly said: "I think it's better to loosen the tie."

Finally, Wen Yan put on a blue embroidered robe and entered the palace.

Outside Chuxiu Palace.

The wind blows the sleeves, and the green dress makes the girl's eyebrows look like mountains and flowing water, like green pines, and like a bright moon.

The queen mother was already sitting on the high platform, and when she saw Wen Yan coming from outside, her steps were light and graceful, she was even more satisfied with Wen Yan in her heart.

Wherever Wen Yan passed by, the court ladies and eunuchs all looked stiff, and their heads were buried even lower.

In the eyes of the Queen Mother, King An is a treasure, but in the eyes of King An, their lives are worth nothing.

Before, there was just a little eunuch who put an extra gram of tea sugar, but he was punished by King An, and he was pulled down and beaten with a full [-] sticks.

Wen Yan knelt down and saluted, "I send my respects to the queen mother, and the queen mother is blessed."

The queen mother stretched out her hand to support Wen Yan, and said gently, "Your body is weak, and this winter has not passed yet, so you have been exempted from entering the palace during this time?"

Wen Yan stood up and sat in his seat, "It is my duty as a son and minister to enter the palace every week. How can I be proud of being favored because of the temporary cold weather? It must not become a stain on the emperor's brother if it is spread." Before the queen mother could reply, she was answered by someone outside.

"Who dares to talk about King An?"

Before anyone arrived, a majestic voice came into the room, and the empress dowager's eyes showed a smile.

The man who came in was against the light and was ushered in by the eunuch. He was dressed in a black embroidered gold dragon robe. Just like the biting cold wind in August, people dare not look directly at that majestic and heroic face, and there is an aura of self-indignation and self-indignation all over his body.

He is Wen Zibo.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes and groped for the porcelain cup in his hand. Of course, this is also the object of attention of the witch in the future.

"Didi—" The system went online after a long time, and Wen Yan's mind jumped, "Wuhu! Host, one of the variables has appeared!"

Wen Yan agreed with the system in his heart, and stood up to salute Wen Zibo.

Wen Zibo walked towards Wen Yan with strides, and was firmly supported before Wen Yan could bend down. When he looked at Wen Yan with cold eyes, his aura suddenly softened.

The man said helplessly: "I've already said that you don't have to be so clear in private."

There was a hint of a smile in Wen Yan's eyes, and he only used his strength to get up after finishing the ceremony, "It must not be done, the emperor is now above ten thousand people, and the minister is in front of the king, the ceremony must not be abandoned, otherwise he will be punished by the Ministry of Rites." Your Excellency Xu knows that the court will disturb your lord too much."

"Who dares to talk behind my back?" Wen Zibo glanced at the attendants in the room, and the air pressure suddenly dropped.

The court ladies and eunuchs of Chuxiu Palace fell to their knees, very skillfully.

The queen mother said slowly at this time, "Why should the emperor embarrass them, they are just servants. Get up and go back first."

The court ladies and eunuchs bowed their heads respectfully and withdrew as if they were granted amnesty.

Only a few close people were left in the house.

After inquiring about Wen Zibo's daily physical condition, the Queen Mother retreated into the back room and let Wen Zibo's brother and sister communicate with each other. It was a rare reunion of brothers and sisters. In the past, Wen Zibo had many trivial matters at court, and it was difficult to have the opportunity to meet Wen Yan. She must have known King An Entering the palace, hurried to Chuxiu Palace.

The queen mother stood up, looked at the dust on the soles of Wen Zi's thin shoes, smiled without saying a word.

After chatting about some household matters, Wen Yan is now talking with Wen Zibo, which is already normal for her.Whenever Wen Zibo caught him entering the palace, he would always be dragged to play chess. The king of Liang, his only hobby was playing chess.

Wen Yan looked at the black and white chess pieces in front of him, picked up a white chess piece, and the cool jade texture spread between his fingers, but it was a pity that his brother, who is both civil and military, was stuck in this small chessboard. .

Wen Yan didn't know how to play chess, but he was very talented. He was dragged by his brother to play chess since he was a child, so he couldn't always beat Wen Zibo. The next time you enjoy yourself, you will be liberated.

After Wen Zibo finished the word, he rarely opened his mouth, "I heard that Shizi is going to hold a poetry meeting in the early spring?"

Responding in a gentle voice, "Yes, a few days ago, the prince came to my house to inform me that he invited me to participate in this poetry meeting."

Wen Zibo nodded slightly, and looked at Wen Yan with thick black eyes, "That's fine, you participate in the poetry meeting, get to know more talented people, and I can feel at ease if you have a son to accompany you."

Wen Yan understood what his elder brother meant. In the past two years when the new emperor came to the throne, thunderbolt speed and ferocious means swept away some hidden troubles left by the court. Although she was there to support the emperor's brother, it was still far from enough.Wen Zibo has been cultivating his sphere of influence in the past few years, but in the court, the uncle of the fourth prince's mother's clan, Yu Xiang, the civil servants headed by factions are divided, and the hearts of the people are not in harmony.

When the Liang Dynasty was the first emperor, civil officials were highly praised, which led to the undercurrent of civil and military officials nowadays, and there is a tendency of opposition.

Of course Wen Zibo hopes that there will be no gaps between civil and military officials, but some old rules are rooted in the minds of some people. Even if you cut off his head, it is only a temporary solution, so Wen Zibo needs a lot of young talents every year. Jun, break the deadlock.

The annual poetry meeting and the imperial examination are all good opportunities, but the sage of the poetry meeting can't condescend to come to this poetry meeting in person, but for Wen Yan, although he is a moody prince in the eyes of outsiders, everyone knows that he is safe. The king has a reputation of being arty, and this time he has an invitation from the prince, which kills two birds with one stone.

Wen Yan thought about it, and slowly made a move, the system said in surprise, "Host, if you take this step first, your chances of winning will be reversed after fifty moves."

Wen Yan didn't respond to the system, and played white chess on his own.

After fifty moves, Wen Zibo raised his thick eyebrows, "It seems that this time it's another move for my brother's sake."

Wen Yan cupped his hands, and said humbly, "Brother Huang's chess skills are improving day by day, and every time he plays against Yan, he always feels that he has gained a lot."

Wen Zibo was in a good mood. Seeing that it was getting late outside, he asked Wen Yan to stay and have dinner with the Queen Mother, a rare royal warmth.

It was Xu time, and it was supposed to be the time for Wen Zibo to go to bed, but internal and external troubles were trapped in the diligent emperor's mind every day, and the memorials were updated every day.

Wen Yan used to go to Wen Zibo's study room where he reviewed memorials, and piles of them were placed in front of the desk. Sometimes there were so many copies that he couldn't see the people behind the desk.In fact, Wen Zibo was able to release the time today to talk and play chess with Wen Yan. It was the result of not sleeping for three consecutive nights and rushing to work.

Wen Yan can roughly guess Wen Zibo's recent work and rest disorder. She saw that the dark blue around the emperor's eye circles had only increased compared to the last time they met, and she remembered the situation in the court and the oppression on the border.Sighing inwardly, "System, can you scan Brother Huang's current physical condition?"

"Okay, now check it out for you."

After a while, the cheerful voice of the system sounded: "Host, don't worry, King Liang is in good health and doesn't have any chronic diseases. It's just that he may have stayed up too late recently and his body is a little tired."

Wen Yan was relieved to hear the result.

Now, Wen Zibo and Wen Yan are taking a walk in the back garden of the imperial garden to enjoy the moon. It is rare for Wen Zibo to see Wen Yan. The usually taciturn person can't help talking a few times today.

Under the moonlight, Wen Zibo looked at the epiphyllum that just bloomed at night, and slowly said: "I have made things difficult for you these years. Back then, for me, I did not hesitate to tarnish my reputation. Now everyone in the capital says that King An is a perverted character. Every day is about your impeachment."

Wen Yan listened to Wen Zibo's words, without changing his face, and said in a light tone: "Seizing the heir is a matter of ten deaths and no life. The emperor needs a sharp blade, so I will be the weapon in the emperor's hand. If you are obsessed with me The Qing name, the four princes and the faction don't know when they will be eliminated."

At the beginning, the four princes had decided to be the crown prince, but there was more than one coveting the throne. No matter who came to the throne, the final outcome of Wen Yan's brothers and sisters was self-evident, and victory and defeat only took a moment.Before Wen Yan recovered, the four princes joined hands with Prime Minister Yu to read a book in front of the late emperor. Wen Zibo's negligence was bluntly disliked by Liang Wendi, and it was a taboo to sneak out of the palace.

So Wen Yan suggested that he take advantage of his illness to pretend to be moody and reckless, to preserve his brother's reputation, and at the same time openly provoke the fourth prince, and the emperor's brother operated secretly to provoke the relationship between the emperor and the prince.

At that time, the two brothers and sisters never thought about the lucky palace change that brought Wen Zibo directly to the throne.

Wen Yan knew that although Wen Zibo had ascended the throne, the family of the four princes and mother Yu was the three generations of prime ministers in the court, and most of the courtiers in the court were in the echelon of prime ministers. Trapped in the mansion, no one knows when the poisonous snake will open its fangs.

The system was confused: "Then why didn't the host fight for the throne? According to Daliang's practice, both princes and princesses are eligible to participate in the battle for the throne."

"I'm not interested." Wen Yan said in his mind, "Brother Huang is supported to take the position because he is the most suitable candidate. He has means and ambition. I'm not interested in power, that's all."

Listening to Wen Yan's words, Wen Zibo pursed the corners of his lips, and lowered his thick eyebrows.

Wen Yan stared at the slightly blooming epiphyllum, she didn't tell the system another reason.

When I was young, I was weak and sick, and was often verbally humiliated by the fourth prince and others. It was the emperor's brother who protected me, and he did not hesitate to quarrel with the fourth prince, and even fought a few times.Although the emperor's brother is older than her, he is still just a child, and he is no match for the group fights of the fourth prince.

Wen Yan will never forget the look on his brother's face that every time he gets injured, he hides from his mother and concubine so that she doesn't worry, and also comforts himself that he doesn't have to worry.

She looked at the man she glimpsed out of the corner of her eye, and silently clenched her fists.

The day of the poetry meeting is getting closer.