Although it is a spring day, the chill in the night is also soaked under the layer of clothes, there is silence outside the Qianhe Palace, only the wind blows the hanging lamp, the tassel makes a subtle sound, Feng Wei is wearing a brocade cloak, and his steps are slightly walking on the platform, the waiter who is waiting in front of the palace hurriedly stepped forward and bends down to salute, Feng Wei nodded lightly, seeing that the sharp-eyed waiter wants to step forward to wait for him to take off the cloak, but he saw him raise his hand to block it, and then said loudly: "When I am not there, what is the matter." ”

The waiter listened, hurriedly put down his hand, lowered his eyebrows and said: "Back to the words of the Governor, Father-in-law Lingbao has been waiting carefully inside, but nothing has happened, but His Majesty's mood still seems to be bad, and now he is angry with the adults in the court, but all the adults are bold enough to play the music——"

Speaking of this, the chamberlain didn't say any more, Feng Wei stared slightly, as if he was a little hesitant, turned his head sideways, looked at the cold bright moon in front of the hall, touched the tie of the cloak with his fingertips, untied it, and then stepped into the hall with his feet and handed the cloak to the people on the side.

"A bunch of bastards—"

Feng Weifang walked into the Dongnuan Pavilion, and heard Emperor Jianheng's angry scolding, and before he could turn the carved door, a stormy sound of falling resounded throughout the hall, Feng Wei paused for a moment, and hurriedly quickened his pace to catch up.

"Your Majesty is angry—"

As soon as he entered, he saw that the palace people who were waiting in front of the imperial case were all trembling and kneeling to plead, and they didn't dare to move, Feng Wei looked up and saw Emperor Jianheng, who was holding the imperial case and trembling with anger, and he was slightly hesitant, and carefully and respectfully stepped forward and knelt to the front.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. ”

Emperor Jianheng indifferently glanced at the figure kneeling at his feet, and then pinched the book under his hand, and said gloomy and angry in his eyes: "Liaodong is chaotic, that group of useless old ministers can't find a countermeasure, but now they are all standing on the same line, and they are bound to fight against me, I am the Son of Heaven, I decide, when it is their turn to put their beaks!"

As soon as the words fell, Emperor Jianheng threw down the remaining book in his hand, only to hear the sound of thin pages tearing through the air, Feng Wei raised his head slightly, but finally swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

"Your Majesty is angry, it is the adults who are confused for a while, Your Majesty is the respect of the world, the appearance of the true dragon, if you drive out on the expedition, you will be able to lead my Daxing soldiers to pacify the Tatars and stabilize the world, Your Majesty's chest is hilly and gorgeous, how can others understand. ”

Suddenly, a sincere and careful voice sounded, Emperor Jianheng couldn't help but ease a little between his eyebrows when he heard the sound, as if he was quite benefited, and at this time, Feng Wei heard this familiar voice, but he frowned slightly, raised his eyes and looked over.

Originally, seeing the satisfied expression of the emperor on the seat, Lingbao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and there was a little joy in his heart, but when he instinctively looked at his master Feng Wei, those strange and cold eyes made him can't help but be stunned, from those eyes, he saw seriousness and reproach.

Almost at the same time, Lingbao couldn't help but lower his head, his hands twisted uneasily, and he didn't dare to say a word.

And this scene happened to fall in the eyes of Emperor Jianheng, which made Emperor Jianheng's heart gloomy, and when he looked at Feng Wei in front of him, he looked at it a little more.

Suddenly, he still remembered that humble and cautious figure when Feng Weifang came to serve him, at that time, for Wei An, Feng Wei in front of him was only afraid of ants like fingertips, and he could kill him casually.

If it weren't for his intention to support and balance Wei An's forces, how would Feng Wei sit in his current position.

And now, that weak sheep has such a terrifying majesty at some point.

"Feng Wei—"

The emperor's low and unpredictable voice suddenly sounded, causing Feng Wei's body to stiffen slightly, but he didn't dare to have the slightest abnormality and pause, and hurriedly replied: "The slave is here." ”

Looking at Feng Wei at his feet, the emperor slowly walked out from behind the imperial case, as if it was just a memory, and asked unhurriedly: "When I promoted you to be the master of ceremonies, how old were you?"

When Feng Wei heard this, a chill couldn't help but rise up on his spine, and when he answered, he became more sincere and careful.

"Back to Your Majesty, slave twenty-two. ”

"Hmm-"

The emperor replied lightly, then turned his head to the side and said: "Now, you are also past the year of establishment, and this day is indeed fast. ”

Having said this, Emperor Jianheng didn't seem to intend to continue his recollections, but just asked abruptly: "Tell me, how about I go to Liaodong to supervise the war?"

Hearing this, Feng Wei's hands couldn't help but feel a little numb, and dense cold sweat oozed from his forehead little by little, and the moment he raised his head, he happened to meet Emperor Shangjianheng's compassionate gaze, and the corners of his lips seemed to be smiling and unpredictable.

"Is it good, or is it bad—"

At this moment, the atmosphere seemed to have reached a condensation point, and the sound of "Click, Click" could almost be heard in his ears, Feng Wei's throat was dry and dumb, until he was forced to the corner of the wall by this gaze, and when he had no way to retreat, he finally slammed his head on the ground, put his hands respectfully in front of his forehead and said: "Back to Your Majesty, it is a major matter of the country to drive the imperial conquest, and the slave and maid dare not participate in political affairs with a humble body, so I really dare not say anything, and please ask Your Majesty to calm your anger." ”

When the words fell, Feng Wei's body remained motionless, almost falling into dust as if he was so humble, and his posture was extremely low.

Suddenly, a subtle and imperceptible chuckle strangely pierced the condensed atmosphere, and the next moment, Emperor Jianheng slowly paced and walked down, until Feng Wei was in front of him, sensing the fear of the person under his feet, the corners of his lips were a little more satisfied.

"You are the master of ceremonies, and you are the governor of Dongchang, you are my humerus, who dares to say that you are a lowly body-"

Feng Wei immediately raised his head in shock when he heard this, seeing that he wanted to humbly justify something, but he was blocked by Emperor Jianheng raising his hand, and the next moment, he heard a word from the emperor, forcing him into a desperate situation.

"I taught you to say it, and you said it, or did you say, now my words really don't work. ”

"Slaves don't dare!"

Feng Wei hurriedly kowtowed, and could almost hear the sound of "bang-", and when he raised his head again, Feng Wei's eyes were complicated and tangled, this moment was like being in the two worlds of ice and fire, seeing that the people around him were silent, and after struggling for a long time, he finally lowered his head humbly, closed his eyes silently, and said word by word, without shame.

"The slave and maid dare to think twice about His Majesty's personal conquest. ”

Emperor Jianheng let out an "oh" with great interest, then slowly turned around and walked back to the back of the imperial case, sat down leisurely, and said unhurriedly: "You tell me why." ”

Feng Weiyan's hands tightened slightly, thought for a moment, and said euphemistically: "Your Majesty is the world of great prosperity, the Ninth Five-Year Honor, I am afraid that you can't be in such a dangerous place in Liaodong, it may endanger the stability of people's hearts, and Liaodong is remote, even the imperial doctor said that Your Majesty should not be tired, and I hope Your Majesty will think twice——"

As soon as the words fell, Emperor Jianheng smiled with him, and then the corners of his lips hooked and said, "I'm afraid that what you think in your heart is far from what you said." ”

"Your Majesty—"

Feng Wei was shocked, but when he saw that Emperor Jianheng didn't have the opportunity to talk to him, his words gradually became cold: "In your heart, I am only afraid that I am an old fool who is too old, and I will only favor the demon way like Guiyuan, and indulge in alchemy. ”

"The slave doesn't dare—"

Seeing Feng Wei below trembling and kowtowing in fear to apologize, the corners of Emperor Jianheng's lips hooked up with a coldness, and he said unhurriedly: "Do you still remember what I said to you when you sat on this palm print. ”

When Feng Wei heard this, the blood in his whole body was cold and stagnant, and his lips were numb, but he still said carefully: "Slave don't be like Wei An-"

"But now you and Wei An are more and more similar. ”

Suddenly, Feng Wei's ears exploded with these words, and when he raised his head to speak again, he was shocked by Emperor Jianheng's strange and cold eyes.

"After sitting in a high position for a long time, you will forget that I am the son of heaven of Daxing, and my words are only for you to obey, and you have never been qualified to discuss. ”

The corners of Emperor Jianheng's lips were indifferent to the extreme, and his eyes became more and more cold like a blade.

"I heard that Li Shi, who guarded the mausoleum for the first emperor, went, went to Nanjing, took this position for him, and accompanied the first emperor alive, I don't need you to serve here. ”

As soon as the words fell, Feng Wei suddenly seemed to be sunk into a cold pool in the moonlit sky, his body was cold and stiff, and when he heard this, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The emperor's words seemed to be just an ordinary greeting, but he knew that this was the emperor's last notice to him.

As if a long time had passed, Feng Wei finally bowed stiffly and humbly, as if there was ice slag in his throat, and said with difficulty and trembling: "Slave, thank you for Your Majesty's Longen, long live Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live-"

As the words fell, Feng Wei seemed to have exhausted all his strength to maintain his last dignity.

At this moment, Lingbao, who was waiting beside him, looked sad, but his heart was filled with excitement and joy that could not be concealed.

Because he knew very well that Feng Wei was a dark and dreary mountain in front of him.

Once the mountain is removed, it will be his time.