"Young Master peeps into people's hearts and has a eloquent tongue. No wonder he has become a high-ranking guest in the capital." Yan Huaiwen approached, showing a little curiosity, and asked him: "I don't know how many close friends from the past are willing to get close to the Young Master today?"
Shi Kezhen's eyes lit up and he said urgently: "I have been running business in the capital for several years. I have the friendship of classmates and close friends with similar temperaments, ranging from old relatives from high families to students from poor families and knights who hang out in the city. By the way,
There are also the generals who protect the imperial city..."
Yan Huaiwen nodded with satisfaction and said softly: "That's enough."
Before the smile on Shi Kezhen's face bloomed, he said lightly: "I have been waiting for His Majesty's letter of pardon to you."
He took out a golden scroll from his arms.
It's an imperial edict!
Shi Kezhen's pupils were constricted and his hands were shaking uncontrollably.
Yan Huaiwen handed the imperial edict to Kang Yinzhi, and Kang Yinzhi unfolded it almost to his face, letting the anti-prince prince take a closer look.
The beginning of the imperial edict was always filled with gorgeous rhetoric, high-sounding denunciation of the various crimes committed against the king, and then the topic changed, saying that he had killed his relatives for righteousness, and it was difficult for a son to resist his father's will. It was helpless to be forced to help Zhou commit crimes, but fortunately he was enlightened by the King of England.
Wake up to this.
His eyes were fixed on the most important words.
Relegated to common people!
Common people!!!!
His Majesty, who is sitting high in the capital, probably thinks this is a gift of forgiveness and compassion.
However, Shi Kezhen knew that this imperial edict was his talisman!
Without his royal status, Yan Huaiwen no longer has any scruples.
"Master, do you know where Master Ye is now?"
Shi Kezhen gritted his teeth and said, "Beijing."
There was a hint of appreciation in Yan Huaiwen's eyes.
"Young Master Ye has a face that is exactly the same as the Young Master's. If you follow the official career step by step, you will encounter obstacles at every turn and it will be difficult to make any progress."
"There is no solution to this problem."
"But it is precisely because of this face that he easily fell into the eyes of a certain nobleman. After a little examination, I found that Mr. Ye indeed has real talents and knowledge, and I saw that he is hiding his face every day and does not show his true appearance to others.
, with sharp words, radical thoughts, cynical attitude, and great ambition to clear up evils and eradicate chaos. He only has one chance left..."
Yan Huaiwen paused for a moment, watching the expression of the anti-royal prince change, as if waiting for this moment to appreciate the panic in his heart through his skin.
"A noble man needs a knife!"
"He is old, his fuel is exhausted, his life is bad, and natural disasters are frequent. He cannot tolerate any more hamsters and moths gnawing at the few remaining assets at home. He wants to clear up the accumulated shortcomings and leave some family assets for his son. It just so happens that in
At this time, Mr. Ye appeared."
Yan Huaiwen's tone was very light, but every blow hit Shi Kezhen's body.
"He is very suitable."
In the previous life, the old emperor's original intention to establish the Taiping Guard was for this reason.
The treasury is empty!
How difficult people’s lives are!
Your Majesty is also in a difficult situation. In order to relieve financial difficulties and plan for successors.
The Taiping Guard appeared out of nowhere, like a sharp knife, killing all those who violated the law.
No one knows the sharpness of this knife better than Yan Huaiwen.
He took a different path in this life.
It's a noble and upright way.
But it doesn't mean that he has to give up this side attack.
Mr. Ye is a sharp blade that he tailor-made according to the needs of the old emperor.
Fortunately, in this new life, His Majesty's mind remains the same as before and has not changed.
This allowed him to easily send people to him and let them see him.
But if you want to use it or reuse it, you have to continue to add more value to Ye Gongzi.
He resembles the prince of Qi, which may appear to be a disadvantage, but in reality it is an advantage.
If the prince of Qi was a traitor who firmly aligned himself with his father and rebelled against the imperial court, Mr. Ye would never be able to take off the mask from his face in his entire life.
But on the contrary, Prince Qi is a prince who understands righteousness. He is noble, good at dancing, has friends all over the capital, and shows compassion for the weak and helps the poor...
All the bits and pieces of insignificant brilliance of humanity, when he cut off the relationship with his father by death, refused to join in the sins of others, and used his own body to try to awaken an anti-king father who had lost his way and never returned...
Shi Kezhen, the moral reputation of Prince Qi will reach a peak that is difficult for ordinary people to reach!
After all, not everyone has a rebellious father.
Not everyone dares to... die to make his ambition clear!
"I...have many contacts that are very hidden and unknown to others. All correspondence was destroyed when I left the capital. These people are only driven by me. Even my father only knows who they are and doesn't know who they are."
Shi Kezhen was trying to convince the other party.
He is still useful.
Yan Huaiwen smiled lightly but said nothing.
Shi Kezhen felt clear in his heart and fell to the ground dejectedly.
The King of England is benevolent and his son is brave, but they are not cruel people.
But this Yan Huaiwen regarded him as a dead person long ago.
We only met a few times, but every time we met, his eyes were so cold and indifferent, not like he was looking at a living person.
Shi Kezhen was not tortured.
But every time Yan Huaiwen came to see him, the few words he said frightened him.
It tortured him day and night.
Probably everyone in Guanzhou was kept in the dark by this Mr. Yan.
He played a great game of chess.
The chess piece fell thousands of miles away in the capital without leaving a trace.
One ring within another.
He used the fruits that he had worked so hard to cultivate, crushed them, and crushed them to pieces to water the fake tree that he originally regarded as a scapegoat!
"Please, young master, die bravely!"
Yan Huaiwen said.
A chill instantly rushed out from the back of his spine and flowed into his limbs.
Shi Kezhen shivered uncontrollably.
"Me! I don't want to! I still have a chance, my father will come to save me, and the Xizhou Army will definitely win. When the city is broken, how dare you kill me! How dare you?"
"The rebel king has an elite force that has been unable to hold back. Are they waiting for the Xirong?" Yan Huaiwen snorted coldly and slowly revealed the self-righteous secret hidden in Shi Kezhen's heart: "The land outside the pass is where barbarians are grazing.
They are most familiar with the grassland, and they want to take a detour to join the rebels and attack Guanzhou together, right?"
Yan Huaiwen praised casually: "King Fan is very patient, but what if he can't bear the troops of Xirong?"
Shi Kezhen stared at him intently.
His heart has sunk into a deep well.
…
"Brother Yan, how could you eat so much!" Pan Zheng kept watching and counting the cakes one by one. Good guy, six cakes went into his stomach without taking a breath!
This is a big cake prepared for the march.
The bigger the pot, the bigger the cake.
There were only a few people from Yan Yu and the others, but they were all half-grown boys, and it was time for them to eat, especially this little Mr. Yan, who could eat the rations of several people by himself.
Yan Yu smiled shyly.
"Brother Pan is laughing at me. I only bring a lot of snacks. I came in a hurry and didn't bring enough food. I can only take advantage of the Duke. Otherwise, my brother will keep the account for me and I will pay it back one day."
"No problem, eat more." Panda said.
Pan Zheng shrank his neck and bit into the pancake honestly.
"Thank you, Lord Guo!" Yan Yu clasped his fists gratefully in military salute.
Pan Guogong nodded and motioned for her to continue.
Yan Yu is polite in words and unambiguous in her work.
After dinner, Panda ordered someone to fetch the map.
Pan Zheng pulled Yan Yu aside and whispered softly: "Speaking of accounting, when will you return my military armor? I can't keep up with the accounts. If my father asks someone to come and check, it will be fatal."
Yan Yu said sternly: "Brother Pan, don't worry, I will never default on your debt. Didn't I come here with a mission? No one dares to bring more. If I come back, I will have someone bring it to you immediately."