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383 The King of Yan Enters Beijing

——The King of Yan has arrived?

Qin Wu looked ahead unexpectedly.

There was indeed a group of chariots and horses approaching, and the other party had obviously seen their army here, and there were already signs of slowing down.

Qin Wu hesitated for a moment, but then walked towards the pavilion.

In the pavilion, Wu Chaozheng said: "When two armies are fighting, the transmission of information is very important, and sometimes it can even determine the success or failure of the war. And the person in charge of this secret stake is a confidant sent by the junior a few years ago. He should not

I won’t say more than a word. Please feel free to accept this thing.”

Seeing that the young man's attitude was so sincere and that what he said was reasonable, the Duke of Zhen finally took the things over.

"Then I accepted it shamelessly."

He was thinking about the overall situation and his chances of winning.

As for the shameless one, he had just reconsidered that he might not be the shameless one!

——The future grandson-in-law is too filial, what can he do?

Imagining King Dingnan's expression when he said these words in the future, the old man felt more and more comfortable.

"General."

Duke Zhen Guo put away the things and turned to look at Qin Wu: "What's the matter?"

"There are carriages and horses coming in front, most likely His Highness King Yan."

The Duke of Zhenguo's expression changed.

It is said that Princess Yan had never traveled such a far distance, and she fell ill after a long and bumpy journey, so she was delayed for an extra day or two when approaching the capital. Otherwise, Prince Yan would have entered the city yesterday at the latest.

And even if King Yan entered the city yesterday, it would be inappropriate for the two of them to meet in private under such circumstances. I thought they would never see each other this time, but unexpectedly they met here -

What a coincidence.

When we meet head-on, we can't avoid it. It's reasonable to exchange a few words.

"It's getting late. I went to say hello to His Highness the King of Yan, and I have to go on my way immediately." Zhenguo Zheng said: "Wu Shisun, please go back to the city."

Wu Chao nodded understandingly and saluted, "Be careful on the national highway."

Although in terms of seniority, King Yan is his uncle, and he should come forward to meet him. However, he went out of the city to see off the Duke today, so he came here to hide his identity from others. In the eyes of everyone, if he stepped forward to reveal his identity at this time, it would be reported to the emperor later.

In my ears, it would not be a good thing in any of the three parties.

But Wu Chao did not leave immediately.

He had heard a lot about the reputation and deeds of His Highness Prince Yan, but had never had the opportunity to meet him in person. At this time, he was inevitably a little curious.

And a moment later, a man and a horse appeared in front of everyone.

The man on the horse wears a dark blue tunic-collared robe, with a big, well-jointed hand holding the reins under the arrow sleeves, and wearing a pair of carved silk riding boots. Perhaps because he has been stationed in the North all year round, his complexion is dark and rough, and he has long cheeks.

Wu Chao couldn't see clearly the appearance of his beard at such a distance, but it was enough to see that his whole body had an extraordinary aura.

The man got off his horse. Although his figure was not as tall as Zhen Guo Gong's, he was still tall and straight.

Handing the reins to the followers who were following him, the man walked up to the Duke of Zhen in a few steps, raised his hand and saluted, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the general was passing here with his troops on an expedition. General - I haven't seen you for a long time.

Already."

The Duke of Zhen Guo also raised his hand and saluted, looked at the man and said, "Your Majesty is back."

The man looked a bit rugged from the northwest, but his eyes were still as bright as stars.

"Yes, I'm back." King Yan looked at the gray hair of the old man in front of him, and the smile in his eyes faded unconsciously, but his voice still contained the smile of reunion after a long absence: "Has the general been doing well in recent years?

"

"Everything is fine. I wonder how the prince is doing in the North?"

"It's good to thank the General for remembering me."

It's good to be alive.

"Your Majesty has changed a lot." Duke Zhenguo said with a smile: "I almost couldn't recognize it just now——"

"Yes, I don't look at the mirror easily on weekdays. Last time I accidentally glanced at it, I almost didn't know who was in the mirror." King Yan said with a hearty smile: "When I come back this time, I will definitely not be able to compete with Brother Xu for the title of the capital.

The name of a handsome man."

Thinking of the eldest son in the family, the Duke of Zhen couldn't help but say: "My lord, please don't praise him. When you see him, you will know that your lord is even better."

If the prince was walking down this seemingly downhill road, then his son simply got kicked and rolled straight down, far and round.

"Don't they all say that the water and soil of the capital are more nourishing for people? Even if it is not as good as the land south of the Yangtze River, I don't think it should be more difficult for people than the northwest - I think the general is still as majestic as before."

The Duke of Zhenguo sighed and shook his head.

It really nourishes people.

The kind that makes you fat.

The two of them were chatting here. In a carriage parked not far behind King Yan, a hand opened the carriage curtain and asked curiously: "Auntie, who is that person talking to my father?"

?With many soldiers and horses, he looks very majestic."

The girl looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, with big dark and bright eyes.

The woman whom she called A Niang had a slightly sick look on her face. She shook her head and said softly: "This is also my first time in Beijing. I don't recognize her, but I think she must be your father's old friend..."

As soon as she finished her breathy voice, the woman frowned, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and began to cough.

The girl seemed to be used to her coughing all the way, and she didn't even turn around to look, her attention was attracted by the scene outside: "Father just said that it won't take more than half an hour before entering the city...

"

As he said that, he put his hands on the edge of the car window and stuck out half of his head, looking around with curiosity.

The next moment, the girl's constantly moving gaze suddenly stopped.

She blinked and looked at the young man standing in the pavilion.

Who is this?

She had seen many good-looking people along the way, but this was the first one so good-looking that she couldn't take her eyes away.

And she said she was good-looking, but in fact it wasn't just her appearance that was good-looking, it was also the fact that she couldn't see the other person's facial features very carefully from a distance.

But what to say...

Anyway, she only thought that the young man's figure and posture were good-looking, and his overall temperament was even more attractive--ever since she was a child, she had never seen such a pleasing person from head to toe.

At this time, the carriage suddenly moved, and the girl's figure swayed and she fell back into the carriage.

But the carriages and horses did not move forward, but avoided the sides of the road.

"Are you giving way to those people?" The girl asked in confusion: "There are so many of them, if we let them go first, won't we have to wait for a long time?"

Moreover, her father is the King of Yan, so how can the other party let the King of Yan's motorcade give way?

"Keep your voice down. The capital is no better than in Mizhou. There are more noble people and more rules..." Princess Yan told her daughter in a low voice.

The girl curled her lips in disdain.

No matter how many noble people there are, how many can be more noble than your father?

You can't even use it with one hand.

"General, please take care of yourself during this trip——"

King Yan once again raised his hand to Duke Zhen, who was on his horse. His eyes were deep and his tone was somewhat solemn.

It is not appropriate to dwell on such a situation, but I don’t know when we will meet again next time.

"My lord, please take care too."

The Duke of Zhen Guo returned a salute to King Yan on his horse, and then hurried away with his army.

Just as King Yan was about to mount his horse, he suddenly caught the figure of a young man coming out of the pavilion in his peripheral vision——

He turned around subconsciously.

Wu Chao had just taken the reins handed over by Xiao Qi, and was vaguely aware of the line of sight, so he also raised his eyes to look at it.

When their eyes met, Wu Chao raised his hand and gave a salute, then got on the horse.

It was inconvenient for him to come forward and talk to this uncle today, but he would rarely meet him in the future, so by giving this salute, it was considered as a courtesy for a junior.

Seeing the young man and his entourage riding horses and disappearing into the depths of the path behind the bamboo forest, King Yan couldn't recover for a long time with fluctuations in his eyes.

Who is that young man?

What he saw just now seemed so unreal that it actually made him feel like he was dreaming.

"Your Majesty, it's time to leave." The attendant leading the horse beside him reminded him.

King Yan nodded slightly and then looked back.

A group of people rushed towards the city.

The towering city gate appeared in front of him. Looking at the large stone characters on the city gate, King Yan slowly tightened the reins in his hands.

He's back.

Eighteen years later.

The entourage showed his token, and the city gate guard saluted respectfully. After some careful inspection, he was allowed to go.

After the carriages and horses entered the city, they headed all the way to the Palace of Prince Yan in the middle of the capital.

After passing the lively market, the girl in the carriage pointed to a jewelry shop outside the carriage and said, "Mom, I want to go down and have a look!"

"Go back to your home and settle down first..." Princess Yan softly reminded us: "Don't forget what your father told us when we left Mizhou. Remember not to make anything public - Sonny, you have such a temper.

You have to collect it quickly."

"I know." The girl frowned and threw down the car curtain, and stopped looking outside as if she was angry.

Seeing her daughter like this, Princess Yan sighed helplessly.

"You, you should also learn from these girls in the capital and be more prudent. Don't lose the face of your father... Have you memorized all the rules I asked you to teach you earlier?"

The girl said a perfunctory "hmm", her slender fingers tangled in the thin braids combed in front of her, and her eyes were filled with impatience.

The news of King Yan's entry into the city was sent back to King Yan's Mansion as early as possible.

Therefore, at this time, all the servants and maids in the mansion were waiting outside the gate to greet him.

In addition, there are several other internal prisoners.

Seeing King Yan dismounting, the leader of the old eunuchs quickly smiled and went forward to salute: "Your Majesty has been looking forward to it so much. Today is the return of the prince. Early this morning, I ordered the old slave to come out of the palace and wait!"

"

King Yan said with a smile: "Brother Huang is interested."

As he spoke, he looked at the servants who were saluting.

He has not returned to Beijing for eighteen years, and it seems that most of the faces from the past have disappeared, or changed, or been replaced. In short, it is difficult for him to recognize them anymore.

Noticing his gaze, the eunuch said with a smile: "Your Majesty has not been back to the capital for a long time, and the people in the palace will not be enough. Therefore, your majesty specially ordered the old slave to find some smart people with quick hands and feet to come over to serve as messengers in the palace.

.”

"That's it. I'd like to thank my dear brother for your careful arrangements."

"Why do we need the old slave to talk so much?" The eunuch said with a smile: "Why don't you, the prince, go into the palace with the old slave? Your Majesty is waiting for you!"

King Yan smiled: "I'm going to go, but I'm still covered in dust and dust. How can I meet the saint? Please wait for me for a while, so that I can tidy up a little bit."

"This is nature, this is nature."

Seeing Princess Yan and her daughter getting off the carriage, the eunuch saluted them again.

When his eyes swept over the girl, his eyes seemed to be very surprised, and he said: "Is this Princess Sangyun? Your Majesty has been talking about you, Princess!"

Xie Sang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded: "I have always wanted to see Your Majesty."

Her title was bestowed upon her by His Majesty the year she was born, and every year on her birthday, His Majesty would specially send someone to give her a birthday gift.

"Then the princess may wish to enter the palace with the prince later. Your Majesty will be very happy to see the princess." The eunuch said to the girl while accompanying King Yan and his entourage to the palace.

The more Xie Sang listened, the more he felt that he was highly valued. He tried his best to suppress the lust in his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled: "Then it depends on whether my father allows me to go with you."

Hearing that she was really chatting with the prisoner, Princess Yan quietly tugged on her daughter's sleeve.

King Yan walked in front, and a man who looked like a housekeeper asked: "Where is my residence arranged?"

"Going back to the prince, it's still the Fengtang residence where the prince used to live."

"Change it to a bigger one and have people clean up the Mingjiantang -"

The housekeeper was slightly startled and thought that Mingjian Hall was not big. Did the prince not come back for a long time, so he forgot about it?

But with so many people here, he couldn't say much. The prince said that the hall was big, so let's make it big, so he just hurriedly said "yes" and immediately gave the order.

After hearing these two sentences of conversation, Princess Yan lowered her eyes thoughtfully.

King Yan slowed down a few steps, turned his head slightly to look at her, and said: "The doctor has repeatedly told me that you need to rest more now, so there is no need to rush into the palace with me today. Son'er is a girl who is following me.

There are many inconveniences around her. After you recover in two days, it will not be too late to bring her into the palace to meet His Majesty and His Majesty and the Queen Mother."

Princess Yan responded "Yes".

Xie Sang couldn't help but frown.

Why does grandma only know how to say yes, yes, yes? Can't she just say "I'm fine, don't worry"?

No wonder the relationship with her father has been so lukewarm for so many years, and she couldn't even get close to him in the middle.

After King Yan took a bath and changed his clothes, he followed the eunuch into the palace.

In the imperial study room, Emperor Qingming heard the eunuch coming to report "Prince Yan is here", and a smile appeared in his eyes.

King Yan has arrived——

This was a sentence that often appeared in his dreams - those ominous nightmares.

At noon, the palace door is pushed open, and golden sunlight shines into the palace.

The appearance of a figure temporarily blocked part of the light. The golden light followed closely behind the man, making his figure become taller and taller.

The tall figure came into the hall and knelt down to salute.

"Brother, please see your Majesty."

Looking at the people kneeling there, the smile on Emperor Qingming's face became a little thicker, and he said with a smile: "Between you and me, why do we need to give such a big gift?"

"They are brothers, and they are also kings and ministers. The ways of kings and ministers cannot be crossed by younger brothers."

Emperor Qingming smiled helplessly and shook his head: "...You always stick to the rules like this, okay, get up quickly. We haven't seen you for eighteen years, let me take a good look."


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