As soon as Yan Sikong stepped into the mansion, the servant rushed to greet him, with a look of panic and helpless look on his face: "Young Master, you are back."

Yan Sikong said indifferently: "Why, Madam is getting angry again?"

The servant smiled bitterly and nodded: "Go and persuade me quickly."

"No hurry." Yan Sikong returned to his bedroom, and his servant changed his court clothes for him. He sat down and drank a cup of tea, calmed down, and then he cheered up and dealt with the ancestor of Yan Mansion, Princess Wanyang.

One month after the two got married, they had already separated. Since then, Wan Yang has been too lazy to act in the show and is domineering and sarcastic at the mansion. The closer he gets to Xie Zhongren, Wan Yang becomes more and more angry with him.

Yan Sikong calmly let her make trouble. Their "family affairs" had long become a laughing stock for the people of the capital after dinner, and even reached Emperor Zhaowu's ears. However, Emperor Zhaowu could not control the spoiled princess, and even advised Yan Sikong to take a concubine. Yan Sikong took advantage of Emperor Zhaowu's guilt and won the imperial favor step by step. Compared with Xie Zhongren, he is now the most popular figure in front of the imperial court.

After passing through the corridor, Yan Sikong heard the sound of falling things.

When he stepped into the house, a tea cup happened to be smashed to his feet, and the tea splashed his shoes.

"Master, Master..." The servant looked at Yan Sikong tremblingly.

Wan Yang turned around and stared at Yan Sikong coldly: "Today I went back to the palace to pay my respects to my mother. She actually advised me to have a baby. Did you make any slander to your father again?"

Yan Sikong said neither humble nor arrogantly: "My wife is so serious. How can I disturb Your Majesty by doing this? But it is normal for Your Majesty to care about whether the Yan family has a descendant."

"You must have said something to your father!"

Yan Sikong said indifferently: "No."

Wan Yang was so angry that she shook. For three years, she had always been with Yan Sikong like this, letting her thunder and rain, Yan Sikong had always been slanting wind and drizzling.

Yan Sikong said again: "However, Your Majesty advised me to take a concubine the day before yesterday..."

"No!" Wan Yang said sternly without thinking.

Yan Sikong nodded: "I don't think my wife will agree."

The servants on the side were not angry and did not dare to breathe, but they felt quite unfair. Even the princess with golden branches and jade leaves could not be so arrogant and domineering. She did not pass on her husband's family, but she was not even allowed to take a concubine. This was really outrageous.

Wan Yang's little face turned red: "You are so sinister and despicable. If you have children, wouldn't it be even more harmful to Dasheng?"

Everyone took a breath, and this was too cruel.

Yan Sikong looked as usual: "Mrs. said it very well."

Wan Yang's beautiful eyes were full of disappointment and pain: "Didn't you marry me just to get promoted and make money? Now everything is as you wish. As a princess, I cannot choose my own good man, and as your wife, I cannot stop you from helping the evil. At least there is one thing I will not let you do as I want you to get it. I want your Yan family to cut off the incense!"

Yan Sikong stared at Wan Yang and sighed in his heart. She was in the royal family, but as she said, she could not make any decisions about her life. Whenever he wanted to be indifferent, when he looked at that face, he couldn't help looking for traces of the seal from above, and he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.

Yan Sikong waved his servant back and advised slowly: "Your Highness, although you and I have no fate with a husband and wife, I will still respect you and take care of you. Whatever you want, I will be satisfied. How happy you feel will live, and don't worry about me."

Wan Yang bit his lip: "What if I want you to draw a clear line with the eunuch party and respect yourself?"

Yan Sikong lowered his eyes: "I have studied hard for twenty years in my heart, for fame and fortune. Now that I have the power of my grandfather, I should protect myself, how can I hit the stone?"

"Working with that eunuch and despised by the world, such fame and fortune are what you want? Have you ever had any character?" Wan Yang cursed with red eyes.

Yan Sikong whispered: "Your Highness is full of golden branches and jade leaves, and he is loved by all of you, and he will not understand."

Wan Yang gritted his teeth: "Yan Sikong, I really feel sorry for you." She strode away.

The sentence "poor" really made Yan Sikong stunned for a long time before muttering: "It's good if you don't understand."

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After dinner, the servant informed him and Zhu Lanting asked for a meeting, and then led the person to the study.

When Yan Sikong saw his dark face, he knew that he was coming for General Di.

As expected, as soon as the servant brought him to the door, Zhu Lanting slammed the document with a heavy palm.

Yan Sikong poured a cup of tea for Zhu Lanting: "Zhu Commander to relieve the fire, my table may not be able to withstand your palm."

Zhu Lanting said in a deep voice: "Yan Sikong, you know that General Di is going to die, why don't you stop him?"

"Xie Zhongren has been blowing the wind in His Majesty's ear for many years and is going to dispatch troops to Liaodong. This time, he seized the opportunity, either General Di or General Zhao." Yan Sikong's eyes were quiet and wise, "I ask you, if the Jin Kingdom invaded Liaodong, which one has a better chance of winning?"

Zhu Lanting thought for a while: "General Zhao."

"Yes, our great country has almost no talent for commanding. Only these two generals can compete with Zhuo Letai's army. General Di came from Jiangnan and stationed in the Central Plains. He had never experienced the bad weather in the north and was old. General Zhao was born in the northwest and was in his prime. The most important thing is that seventeen years ago, he led his troops to pursue Zhuo Letai. Zhuo Letai was afraid of him and wanted to avenge his previous shame. In this mood, he was most likely to make mistakes. No matter how you compare, General Zhao had a much greater chance of winning than General Di."

"Then why didn't General Zhao go?" Zhu Lanting narrowed his eyes, "Do you just want Han Zhaoxing to defeat?"

"Han Zhaoxing's defeat is destined." Yan Sikong's eyes flashed countless thoughts, "I can't stop His Majesty from reinforcing Han Zhaoxing, but Xie Zhongren wanted General Zhao to go at first. He wanted to take the military power of the garrison army that he had always feared. It was me who secretly dealt with him and His Majesty and replaced General Zhao with General Di."

Zhu Lanting lowered his head: "You want to wait until Han Zhaoxing is defeated before sending General Zhao to clean up the mess."

"Only when Han Zhaoxing is defeated, General Zhao can take charge of the Liaodong troops. Otherwise, if he goes, he will be the next General Di who was killed by Han Zhaoxing." Yan Sikong said in a dark voice, "Han Zhaoxing is good at this."

"Yan Sikong, Yan Sikong." Zhu Lanting's face was a little distorted. "You know everything in your heart, but you can watch General Di go to die, watch Liaodong soldiers and the innocent people sacrificed. Are you... there is no other way?"

Yan Sikong looked at Zhu Lanting coldly: "What if I tell you that Taining is my hometown?"

"What?" Zhu Lanting was shocked.

"Didn't you always want to know my life experience? Speaking of Taining, you can probably guess what you want, and understand why I hate Han Zhaoxing and Xie Zhongren." Yan Sikong stared deeply into Zhu Lanting's eyes, "President Zhu, victory comes at a price. Sacrifice of General Di and the military and civilians of Yicheng can replace Liaodong with a commander who can truly resist the Jin Kingdom!"

Zhu Lanting took a deep breath and was silent for a long time before saying, "You have made it more and more difficult for me to see through over the years. I often wonder whether I let you go was right or wrong."

Yan Sikong was also silent.

When Zhu Lanting was ordered to search for Fengye, he naturally thought of Yan Sikong and even found evidence of Yan Sikong and She Zhun robbing prison.

But he finally pretended not to know, just because he believed in the innocence of the Feng family in his heart, and even more because he believed in Yan Sikong's determination to overthrow Xie Zhongren and support Chen Shi to inherit the throne.

However, Yan Sikong is so cruel that he is afraid of it. A poor family who has nothing has only taken only seven years to become a third-rank minister in his thirties. He has benefited from Yan Zilian and turned to Xie Zhongren, and has made great progress. Now the holy family is in high spirits, which is very popular than Xie Zhongren. He thinks carefully about the path Yan Sikong has walked, and is scared of this person's mind.

Zhu Lanting deeply understood in his heart that Yan Sikong was just a wild fox. As a partner with such a person, who would not be afraid of being bitten? So for three years, he has been walking on thin ice.

Yan Sikong changed his breath and said indifferently: "Master Zhu, I know that you are full of suspicion about me. No one in this world understands me. The closer you are to me, the less you will believe me. But there is one thing that I know you see clearly, that is my hatred for Xie Zhongren. I have an irreconcilable hatred with him. I will remove the poison roots for myself, the court, and the people of the world. Isn't this the reason why you let me go?"

Zhu Lanting hesitated for a while and nodded.

"Han Zhaoxing will definitely have a big defeat. When the time comes, Your Majesty will have to replace General Zhao, and will definitely vent his anger on Xie Zhongren. At that time, it was the opportunity I had been waiting for for many years." Since he witnessed the fate of Yan Zilian and the Feng family, he realized that he had to work hard to eliminate the eunuch party, but to stop the boiling fire. If he wanted to eliminate the roots, he would destroy Xie Zhongren's greatest reliance - the imperial favor. For three years, he has tried his best to please Emperor Zhaowu, just to get rid of the firewood. As long as Han Zhaoxing was defeated, Xie Zhongren would not be far from death.

Zhu Lanting said: "I hope this time will really be as you and I wish."

"I want to make him doomed." Yan Sikong popped up these words from his teeth.

Zhu Lanting hesitated for a moment: "I'm here today, and there's something else... I may have news of the ban on the field."

Yan Sikong froze for a moment, and when he looked at Zhu Lanting's eyes suddenly flashed with helplessness.

Closed.
Chapter completed!