After a night of stormy winds, the sky finally dawned. And the snow that had fallen overnight finally stopped. It's just that I'm afraid that this Liao country is about to change.

Yan'er got up very early today, because Han Derang asked her to enjoy the plum blossoms today.

"Suiyu, do you think I look good wearing this?" Yan'er took a hairpin and stuck it on her head and asked Suiyu.

"Beautiful, good-looking. Our young lady looks good in anything! Suiyu said to Yan'er with a smile.

"Do you say that Brother Derang likes the dress of Liao girls, or does he like the dress of Han girls?" It is said that a woman's IQ in love is zero, and now it seems that Yan'er is no exception.

"Miss, if Han Gongzi likes you, then he must like all the looks you are, and he will never care whether you are Han or Khitan."

"It's sweet in your mouth!"

After a while, the Han Mansion sent someone to invite Yan'er into the mansion. Yan'er took Suiyu to Hanfu and was familiar with the road, and the two came all the way to the back garden of Hanfu.

"Wow, that's beautiful!" Yan'er saw the plum blossoms in the garden, and immediately rejoiced.

"Last time I learned that Yan'er you have always loved plum blossoms, I asked the people in the house to take care of these plums, which were sparsely bloomed, but now they are also blooming so luxuriantly, and I can watch them with Yan'er today." Han Derang didn't know where to get out, but walked behind Yan'er lightly.

"Where did you come from, it's a surprise!" Yan'er was taken aback by Han Derang and scolded softly.

Suiyu saw Han Derang coming, so he quietly withdrew from the garden, leaving the two to be alone.

Inside the Shaw Mansion.

Lu Bugu took a sip of tea lightly and looked up at the people around him: "Recently, what has happened to the third lady?" ”

"Mrs. Hui, the third lady has been with the second son of the Han family recently, and there is no other change."

Lu Bugu smiled indifferently: "Okay, very good." You've kept an eye on me, and if something goes wrong, I'll ask you! "Yes, the subordinates are retired!"

It is said that a woman's mind is the most difficult to guess, especially the woman of the emperor's family, and her heart is like a needle under the sea. Although Lu Bugu treats Yan'er like a daughter, she is not her own after all, and she is a little more alienated. What's more, I saw Xiao Siwen so attentive to Yan'er that day, if he was allowed to stay in the Xiao Mansion again, he was afraid that he would not be able to sit steadily, and it seemed that he had to make plans early.

At this time, Ye Luxian and Xiao Siwen had already arrived at the Black Mountain Palace under the escort of more than a thousand iron horsemen. The entire Black Mountain Palace, under the orders of Yelu Yila, has been blocking the news of the killing of Emperor Muzong. It wasn't until Yeluxian and his entourage came that a mourning hall was hastily set up in the Black Mountain Palace, and Emperor Muzong mourned from Jane.

Looking at the people lying on the mourning hall, the feelings in Ye Luxian's heart were very complicated. If you talk about sadness, it is not nothing, after all, it is the adoptive father who raised him, not to mention that it is all passed down by Emperor Taizu. can be born in the emperor's family, but he is the most unswayed by feelings. When Taizu died, due to the intervention of the empress dowager Shu Luping, the throne of Liao has been replaced between Yelu Deguang and Yelu Bei, during which there was no more bleeding and fighting, and even his own father Yelu Ruan died in it many years ago.

"Your Majesty, Emperor Daxing has gone, and I ask you to mourn and change." Xiao Siwen saw that Yeluxian was thinking a lot, and reminded softly.

Ye Luxian came back to his senses, and then, under the auspices of Yelu Yila and Xiao Siwen, Ye Luxian was enthroned as the emperor in front of the mourning hall of Emperor Muzong, and was the fifth emperor of Liao, that is, Liao Jingzong.

When Ye Luxian and his entourage returned to Shangjing from the Black Mountain Palace, the rest of the imperial family learned of the death of Emperor Muzong. It's just that even if I know it at this time, it's too late, and I don't have the power to return to heaven.

In the palace of the Imperial City in Beijing, Ye Luxian was wearing a yellow robe, but between his eyebrows, he no longer had the previous indecisiveness, but a lot more fierceness and stability.

"Emperor Daxing passed away, and today I can inherit the canon, all thanks to Xiao Aiqing's assistance. Xiao Siwen listened to the seal, today I specially appointed you as the privy envoy of the Northern Court and the prime minister of the Northern Mansion. ”

"Wechen Xie Emperor Longen."

Siu Siwen has been an official for many years, and he knows how rare such an honor is. The privy envoy of the Northern Court was the first important position among the officials in the north of the Liao State, and was responsible for commanding the soldiers and horses. The prime minister of Beifu is in charge of the affairs of the five tribes of the Khitan eight tribes, including the Diera tribe with the royal Yelu clan as the core, and his powers are quite heavy, and he has been elected by the descendants since the time of Liao Taizu. And now, Ye Luxian has handed over the privileges of such world selection to Xiao Siwen's family, and the ministers in the court understand what Ye Luxian means by this move. Therefore, as soon as the court arrived, the ministers congratulated Xiao Siwen in groups.

But at this time, for Xiao Siwen, the most important thing is not the compliments of these flattering villains. So he casually said a few perfunctory words, and hurried to the house of Jereila.

"The lower officials don't know that Lord Xiao has arrived, and he has missed the distance, I hope my lord will forgive me!" Yelu Yila bowed to Xiao Siwen. "Brother Yila, don't laugh, this official can have today, and thank my brother for notifying him in advance that day." Xiao Siwen has never been a person who does not know how to repay his kindness, and he knows that without the help of Yelu Yila, I am afraid that he will not have the opportunity to assist the new emperor to ascend the throne. "Brother Xiao is promoted today, but I'm afraid that my little brother's time is running out!" Yelu Yila shook her head helplessly.

"Why did my brother say that?"

"Throughout the ages, when the new emperor ascends the throne, he will make great achievements. And for the death of the first emperor, the younger brother is indeed difficult to escape the responsibility, I am afraid that the emperor will ask me for this matter. Yelu Yila told Xiao Siwen frankly what he was worried about.

"This ...... This matter is not considered by the brother. Xiao Siwen understood the meaning of Yelu Yila's words, but there was no good way for a while.

"Brother Xiao doesn't have to blame himself, if the new emperor can govern martial arts and govern my Da Liao well, then I Yelu Yila will die without regrets." Yelu Yila said to Xiao Siwen with the determination to die.

"Brother!" Xiao Siwen didn't know what to say for a while. He understood that nothing would help at this point. In the final analysis, they are ministers, and Yeluxian is the king, throughout the ages, the king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die.

"Brother Xiao, the death of the first emperor of the Black Mountain Palace's dereliction of duty is really my negligence. But my family is indeed innocent and has nothing to do with this matter, and I ask Brother Xiao to do his best to protect my family. Yelu Yila knew that his time was short, so he leaned down and pleaded with Xiao Siwen.

"For my brother, I should live up to my brother's trust." Xiao Siwen hurriedly helped Yelu Yila up, and suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart.

No one expected that early the next morning, the news came that Yelu Yila, the inspector in front of the palace, had committed suicide in his house last night.

Overnight, heaven and man are separated forever. Although the friendship with Yelu Yila is not too deep, but this person helped himself in the matter of the new emperor's accession to the throne, how could Xiao Siwen not have a little feeling in his heart.