Yan Qingyun must be strong in his life, otherwise he would not have resigned and retired after the new emperor succeeded to the throne, but he didn't expect his concession to make Shen Jiayuan even worse. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Shen Jiayuan, you are really afraid of you when my Yan family is not successful!"

Yan Qingyun threw a fold in front of Yan Zheng, and Yan Zheng took down the "Book of Filial Piety" on his head, and then took the fold to check.

It was no more than the size of a palm, but hundreds of names were written on it.

From the ministers of the court who hold important positions in the official residence of the court, to the female officials of the harem of ordinary county orders, they seem to be chaotic, but they form a big net invisibly.

This is what Yan Qingyun has never given Yan Zheng - connections.

"I didn't give you these back then, not only because I didn't want to arouse Shen Jiayuan's anger towards you, but also to see how far you could go alone. I didn't think I needed it, but now it seems that I was wrong. ”

"The son is incompetent, and he is ashamed of the Yan family, and even more ashamed of Yan Yan. Yan Zheng leaned down deeply, making his father, who was in his sixties, still worry about his juniors, because he was unfilial.

"It's not your fault. Yan Qingyun stood with his hands in his hands, and at that moment he seemed to be several years older.

"It's because I forgot, there is no power in Kyoto, just like rootless duckweed, if you are in the official residence as soon as possible, she Shen Jiayuan dares to be so presumptuous. ”

"Thank you, father. ”

"You don't have to thank me, I'm just for Yan Yan, although the Yu family has the name of Guogong, I'm afraid that in another ten years, the surname of the Yu family will be forgotten in Kyoto. ”

"The son will do his best to help Yan Yan keep the Yu family. ”

Who knew that Yan Qingyun seemed to chuckle, "Keep it, why keep it?"

Yan Zheng didn't understand what Yan Qingyun meant, "What does my father mean?"

Yan Qingyun looked at Yan Zheng who was kneeling on the ground, he had taught these things to the emperor, but now he wanted to teach these things to his son.

"In the future, the Yu family will be weak, if you are a high-ranking official, how can the two children of the Yu family who are older than Yan Yan treat Yan Yan lightly?"

"When the capital forgets the Yu family, you take Yan Yan out again, whether it is Tanglin or in the capital, and build a few houses for her, wouldn't it be better than shrinking in the mansion of that country and being a clay puppet in name only?"

Yan Zheng was shocked, although Yan Qingyun didn't say it explicitly, but what he meant was to encourage Yan Hui to buy a house to store noodles.

I really don't want the former Taifu to say it.

"Isn't that going to be wrong?"

Yan Qingyun was really angry with his pedantic son, why did he give birth to such a piece of wood.

"Then you will make yourself a pillar of the country, and let the emperor personally promise to give Yan Yan a chance to remarry!"

Yan Zheng pondered, this is a good method.

"My son must do his best. ”

Yan Qingyun felt that the fire in his heart was burning even more, and he wanted to pick up the teacup on the table and take two sips of Shun Qi, but found that the teacup had already fallen to the ground by him.

He was about to take advantage of the situation to train a few more words, but he heard Steward Yan hurriedly report it.

"Old lady, go and take a look, Miss is injured!"

In the tidy room, Yan Hui was lying crookedly on the big pillow, and Yu Mo and Jian Yi could only stay in the outer room because they were men.

And Lychee was instructed by her to go out after changing the clothes on Yan Hui's body.

Yan Hui lay there back, and when she heard no sound in her ears, she reached out to touch her back, and her fingertips picked up the bandage a little awkwardly, but she was stunned the moment she touched her wound.

She actually felt a thick scab on the wound on her back.

Yan looked back at the clothes that had been changed by Lychee in the distance, and the dried blood stains on them seemed to tell her how many injuries she had suffered last night.

However, yesterday's wound will scab over today, what is the healing speed!

Yan Hui heard footsteps outside the door, so he straightened his collar and fell down sickly.

"Yan Yan, you're better. "Listening to this voice is like my own father Yan Zheng.

Yan Hui opened his eyes and saw Yan Zheng looking at him with concern.

"Dad, I'm fine. ”

Yan Hui wanted to get up and salute, but was pressed by Yan Zheng.

"It's all your own family, so you don't have to do this false ceremony. ”

Yan Hui coughed weakly twice, and then looked at the old man standing on the side, this Taifu who had educated a generation of emperors, in the only memory, was also the existence of the original body that was both feared and awe-inspired.

"Yan Yan has seen his grandfather. ”

Yan Qingyun nodded and didn't make a sound, but he just stood on one side, which also made Yan Hui's pressure double, and those wise eyes that seemed to be able to perceive everything were like looking at a child who was playing at home.

"Yan Yan, how can you get hurt?" Yan Zheng looked distressed, how could the suffering of this world fall on his daughter.

"It's nothing," Yan replied, "and we met a bandit on the way to Zhuangzi, and the arrow on my back was planted at that time. ”

"There are bandits outside the capital?" Yan Zheng frowned a little when he heard this, "Why didn't you hear the report from the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses?"

"Maybe they're hiding, it's too good. Yan Hui lowered his head as he spoke, as if he wanted to say something.

Yan Qingyun brushed his long beard and saw all this in his eyes, "Yan Yanke also saw other suspicions. ”

"I can't say what I suspected, but I saw that although they were dressed as bandits, they were well-trained, and the bows and arrows they used were not like those that bandits could use. ”

Yan Hui presented the half of the arrow shaft wrapped in a handkerchief to Yan Zheng, "Grandfather, father, please see, this is the arrow used by those bandits." ”

Yan Hui thought that Yan Zheng could give a little hint, but who knew that Yan Zheng actually looked at the blood red soaked on the arrow shaft, and his eyes were red.

"Yan Yan, it's all useless for my father, I've suffered you. ”

Yes, this Yan Zheng is more delicate than a lychee, and Yan Hui can only fall on Yan Qingyun.

"Grandfather, what do you think. ”

Yan Qingyun took the half of the broken arrow, "The shaft of the arrow is smooth, the arrow is cast with barbs, and there is a cross bleeding groove carved on the side, if I remember correctly, this is the arrow that Emperor Mingde felt that this arrow hurt the heavens and harmony ten years ago, so he ordered the Ministry of Industry to abandon the arrow." ”

Yan Hui really has a new understanding of this Emperor Mingde, bows and arrows were originally used to kill the enemy on the battlefield, where did they hurt the heavens?

However, even if it is an abandoned arrow from the Ministry of War, it stands to reason that it should be registered and managed by a special person, so how can it fall into the hands of bandits?

"Grandfather means that someone in the Ministry of Works secretly sold these bows and arrows to the bandits?"

Mrs. Yan touched his long beard with satisfaction, although his son was a little pedantic, fortunately, his granddaughter was not stupid.

"I don't know if it was made by the Ministry of Industry, I only know that these bows and arrows, along with molds and drawings, were ordered by Empress Jiayuan to be burned on the spot. ”

"And," Yan Qingyun said, "I don't know if there are bandits outside the capital, but this place is not far from the Xishan camp. ”

Yan lowered his eyes when he listened, the bows and arrows that were abandoned and burned ten years ago, the well-trained "bandits", and the Xishan camp not far away.

She always felt that all of this was forming a big net in the dark, waiting for her to step in......