The grass on the plain, the dew is shining. Thirteen years in the blink of an eye, forty years in Jiajing.

It's night, the grass is lush, the insects are singing, and the capital is strict.

"Red silk quilt, ivory bed, hugging Ke Yilang in his arms. The lover sleeps, undresses, and spits out the tip of the tongue. Call my brother to play slowly, Hugh wants to wake up my mother. Ke Yilang, handsome Lang, sister merciful to you. Yan Shifan's hearty laughter came from inside the Tibetan Beauty Building.

I saw dozens of beautiful women in the pavilion half-covered and half-exposed, surrounded by a one-eyed and masked white fat man, and the warblers and swallows danced and laughed endlessly.

"Hahaha!" Although Yan Shifan is fat, his skills are not sluggish, one arm is wide open, and he holds a pretty woman dressed as a maid in his arms, and his white face is adorned with horizontal meat, and he smiles and reveals two folds of flesh, but he moves his hands and feet at the maid woman.

"Big, ...... adult" The woman lowered her head in shame, wanting to resist, but she was afraid that Yan Shifan would be angry, so she could only deal with it with half fear and half shame.

Dozens of women around the warblers and swallows were snickering, and the night wind was mixed with a heavy fat powder gas hunting attack. Yan Shifan hugged left and right, grabbed a Qingqi at once, unbuttoned her buttons and loose the wisps, and Lan Musk was scattered, so unhappy.

At this moment, the house slave stood outside the door, listening to the sound of shame in the building, his throat surged, his face flushed, and his mouth was flushed, but he was blown by the cold wind, and he was excited, and hurriedly shouted to the porter: "Master, the master has something urgent to greet you." ”

The little guy shouted a few times, but he didn't see Yan Shifan's figure at the entrance of the pavilion, and he was faintly anxious in his heart.

It's just that the little guy is used to seeing the young master's amorous nature, and it's not weird, but it's also surprising, because everyone knows that although his master Yan Song is treacherous and cunning, he only has one wife from the Ouyang family, and the two of them work together to grow old, which is also praised, but this young master is completely different from his father in this regard. The little guy thought it was funny, the old man said that the Yan family must be greedy and lewd, and lewd must be greedy, this may not be accurate when used on the old man Yan Song, but it is very suitable for the young master Yan Shifan. There are twenty-seven wives and concubines of the young master, and there are countless other maids and maids. Moreover, his own young master built this Tibetan beauty building, and the building made a bed with ivory, a gold wire tent, and a song and night dance, which was really happy.

Thinking that the little guy hurriedly shouted twice, Yan Shifan walked out in disheveled clothes, and looked at the little guy angrily, so shocked that the little guy hurriedly lowered his head and secretly complained. This disturbed the young master's good deeds, and I am afraid that there will be no good fruit to eat. But the master asked him to call, and he couldn't help but come.

Yan Shifan stumbled, walked along the garden path with his stomach straight, and walked towards his father's study. When I entered the study, I saw my father Yan Song, sitting on a chair with a sad face.

Yan Shifan was stunned for a moment, and called carefully: "My father called me, but there is something important?" ”

Yan Song was over seventy years old, tall and thin, looked at his son angrily, and stretched out his hand to throw a piece of music in front of his son.

Yan Shifan frowned, leaned over and picked up the prelude, took a look, and was shocked in his heart, seeing that this recital was actually the impeachment of his Yan family father and son, and the person who impeached was the extremely difficult Yushi Lin Run, this Lin Run was a dynasty, dared to severely punish the treacherous, and really gave him a headache, and successively impeached the murder case of Shen Kun and Yan Maoqing's five major crimes.

As soon as he mentioned Luo Longwen Yan Shifan's heart, he was a little shocked, he glanced at his father, and saw that his father didn't notice it, and his heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. This Luo Longwen colluded with the southeastern Japanese slaves, but in fact he was in charge, they gathered pirates, and tried to communicate with foreign countries, train private armed forces, and plot evil. At present, the old emperor is mediocre, and the dynasty is in the hands of their father and son, who will be the emperor if he is not the emperor! The day before yesterday, he also chose a place where the king's qi gathered, and waited for the big event to be completed, renovated the palace, and ascended the throne as the emperor.

Thinking that Yan Shifan quietly put the piece in his sleeve, he smiled at Yan Song: "Father, don't worry, Lin Run, he can't make any big waves." ”

Yan Song glanced at his son and snorted coldly: "Put away your fancy intestines." When Xia Yan died, I searched all over the Xia Mansion, but I didn't find the evidence he collected from me, this matter has always been my heart disease, and my eyelids have been beating hard in recent days, so I feel that something big is going to happen to this matter. Now that Xia Kecheng is dead, Xia Yan has no queen, leaving a son in Xinghua alone, you find two people to go to the old house of the Xia family in Xinghua, deal with this kid named Xia Mu, and by the way, find out that the pen left by Xia Yan is still there. ”

"Yes, the boy will tell someone to do it." Yan Shifan turned around and walked out, but he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly, complaining that his father was old, but he was actually timid, what kind of storm can a single son of the Xia family set off. Thinking about finding the old housekeeper from home, he instructed, "Go find a good hand, you have to be skillful, go to Xinghua Xia family's old house to have a look, and by the way, take care of Xia Mu, the descendant of the Xia family." In addition, I will send someone to inform Luo Longwen and ask him to inform the southeastern Japanese slaves to do their best, and I will let Zhao Wenhua cooperate with them inside and outside to help them take Xinghua City. ”

The old housekeeper was shocked, but his face did not change, and when he saw that the master of his east building actually wanted to let the Japanese slaves capture Xinghua, his heart sank, and he didn't dare to speak out, so he hurriedly left.

The east of the capital even Xu House.

Xu Jie, who was over fifty years old, invited his eldest son to come, half-snuggled on the chair, and said lightly: "In a few days, you go and prepare to marry Xiyi to the child in the East Building as a concubine." ”

The eldest son Xu Fan was shocked, and said to Pian Sheng: "What do you mean by what my father said, the father and son of the Yan family are like jackals, and recently His Majesty has been dissatisfied with the dictatorship of Yan Song's father and son, and his father has been swallowing his anger for seventeen years, seeing that the father and son of the Yan family have been brought down recently, why did he let Xiyi marry Yan Shifan's youngest son as a concubine?" Isn't this a pain for Xiyi? ”

Xu Jie lowered his face, looked at his eldest son dissatisfiedly, and reprimanded: "What do you know, just because the Yan family's father and son are in trouble, we have to be more careful, the Yan family's father and son are in power and have huge power, how easy it is to bring them down, besides, His Majesty is a dictatorship of the Sacred Heart, quite partial to Yan Song, in case we defect prematurely, the Yan family's father and son do not die, then we will die...... The example of Xia Shoufu's family is at the head, you don't need to say more, just do what I tell you to do! ”

Xu Fan had to say more, it can be seen that his father's face is not good, and he forced himself to speak in his voice, thinking in his heart, his expression was a little softened, but he was also awe-inspiring: "Father, in the past, when you were under Xia Shoufu, you had a marriage agreement with Xia Kecheng, if the descendants of the Xia family got a son, the two families would become in-laws......

Xu Jie was stunned, and almost forgot about this fork, but he was ashamed of his face, and smiled faintly: "It's okay, the descendants of the Xia family may be long gone, even if they are still there, they may not leave the marriage letter, you go." ”

Xu Fan's brows furrowed bitterly, weighing how to talk to his daughter, although it is said that marriage is a major event, the words of his parents, but what Yan Donglou looks like, what his son looks like, how can he not know, a child sleeps in the Qinglou every night, looking for flowers and asking willows, wives and concubines are in groups, and his daughter used to be a concubine, I am afraid that it will be......

It's night, Xicheng, the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies.

I saw that the door of the governor's mansion was wide open, and a horse galloped in the distance, and when he reached the gate of the mansion, he immediately rushed to the next person, who was the Jinyi Weiti horse.

Brocade clothes ride, cold light embroidered spring. This is from the Taizu forbidden army, Nati cavalry was originally subordinate to Jinyiwei, since Hongwu, but in the Lu Bing era began to grow unprecedentedly, the provincial organization expanded to 150,000 people, has suppressed Dongchang. But Lu Bing died of illness on the way to Datong a few years ago, and the commander of Jinyiwei was succeeded by Zhu Xizhong, the Duke of Chengguo, and the Dongchang Fanzi forces faintly showed signs of rising.

At this moment, Nati was wearing a big red flying fish suit, and he was wearing a sword-like weapon around his waist, which was the special long knife for Jinyi Wei - Embroidered Spring Knife.

The embroidered spring knife is longer than the single knife, the comprehensive chopping knife, Tang knife and other characteristics, slightly shorter than the general long sword, the shape is thick and thin, like a razor, but the whole blade has a curvature, the handle is quite long, can be used with both hands, not only conducive to foot combat, but also suitable for horse warfare, a knife to cut down, enough to cut off the entire horse head.

Funai.

The cold knife swims in Bisi, and the chaisang presses down the branches.

The rider held the embroidered spring in his hand, galloped in, and walked vigorously, and a few steps had already reached the bottom of the court. Then when there was a loud voice, he said goodbye to the embroidered spring knife on his waist, knelt on one knee, and shouted loudly: "Tell your lordship, news came from Xinghua in the southeast, the Japanese slaves are already rampant today, Wang Zhi's old department, as well as many new Japanese Japanese soldiers along the coast, gradually encircled Xinghua Mansion, and the soldiers of the state capital have written to the military department, but the edict has not been seen for a long time, Hu Zongxian, the governor of the southeast, and the deputy chief soldier Tan has a letter, which says that the Japanese forces have the intention of capturing Xinghua Mansion tomorrow, please urge the saint to make a ruling as soon as possible." ”

"What! It's the other way around! Cheng Guo Gong Zhu Xizhong was furious, the table shook, the oil lamp suddenly fell over, splashing his hands and plackets were all lamp oil, listening to this military affairs, his heart sank: Today, His Majesty is dedicated to cultivating the mysteries, and the major national affairs are in the hands of Yan Song's father and son.

Seeing that Chengguogong's expression changed, the subordinate Tiqi hurriedly handed over a piece of music, and said loudly: "My lord, according to the regulations, the household department should give the Yuwang Mansion a new year, but the household department has not given it for three consecutive years because there is no order from the Yan family and his son. The day before yesterday, King Yu scraped together 1,500 taels of silver and gave it to Yan Shifan, who gladly accepted it, so that the household department could reissue the New Year's gift. Now in the market, Yan Shifan has people spread rumors again and again, and always boasts to people, 'The son of the Son of Heaven is still going to give me silver, who dares not to give me silver?' As a result, the hearts of the people in the market were greatly moved, and the officials were panicked, and there were rumors that Yan Shifan had secretly made imperial robes......

"Enough, don't publicize this matter!" Zhu Xizhong hurriedly interrupted Tiqi's words, his face was difficult to see, the crown prince was the third son of Sejong, Yuwang Zhu Zaiyuan, and he should be made the crown prince according to the rules, but Emperor Sejong was not very close to him because of the Taoist priest's false words. Therefore, the Yan father and son were also very cold to him. But this Yan Shifan's courage is really great, he dares to withhold the New Year's gift without authorization, he is really a traitorous minister to cover the country, and he ignores the prince of a country, it can be seen that his heart is not subordinate, and everyone knows it!

Yan Song, Yan Song, the Ze of the gentleman, the third generation and beheaded, your Yan family is going to come to an end after all!

That night, the door of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies was wide open, and three hundred brocade guards, wearing embroidered spring knives on their waists, holding the order to eliminate the Japanese people, raised the fire out of the city, and ran to the southeast to visit the Japanese people. Zhu Xizhong sent a letter overnight to appease Hu Zongxian and Tan Lun, asking them to stabilize their military preparations in the southeast and ensure that Xinghua Mansion was not lost. And the internal affairs are all controlled by the Yan family's father and son, all the state capitals have been detained, and the southeast is becoming more and more serious, Zhu Xizhong knows very well in his heart that there must be Luo Longwen and Yan Shifan's shadow in it.

At that time, Zhu Xizhong sent a letter to Xu Pengju, the Duke of Wei Guoju, who was garrisoning Nanjing, overnight, hoping to borrow the artillery of the Nanjing Shenji Battalion and go south to fight against the Japanese. And he asked people to prepare horses and go to the West Garden to face the saint.

West Garden. Since ancient times, it has been a royal forest garden, and it is magnificent. In the purple mansion, thousands of flowers and trees are planted, and the song is not dispersed for ten minutes in five watches, and the bright moon and long lights are sent to each other.

But at this time, the west garden of the imperial palace can no longer be called the imperial palace, in the time of the emperor's majesty Xià for more than 20 years of cultivation, the inner palace built a wide range of Zhai Jiao Lei altar, so that the entire palace seems to be a Taoist temple, green smoke curling, talismans flying.

Emperor Jiajing practiced Taoism in Xiyuan in order to achieve immortality, and he no longer attended the early dynasty and did not contact any officials. In the past 30 years, Zhu Xizhong and His Majesty the Emperor have only met four times, attending the early court once every seven years on average, and usually only relying on "votes" and "approval red" to maintain a trace of contact with the imperial court.

Thinking of a chill in his heart, looking at the Taoist priest who burned incense and prayed, with disgust in his eyes, he hurriedly walked in, but saw that there was a rare row of lanterns falling on the eaves of the promenade by the lake tonight, and the pale yellow candlelight with warmth was projected on him, which actually washed away a little chill in his heart.

In the Qianqing Palace, the palace lights are bright.

Emperor Jiajing, who was wearing a Taoist robe behind the curtain, sat cross-legged in front of the statue of Daode Tianzun, preaching the scriptures and preaching. The old Taoist priest Tao Zhongwen and the cabinet assistant Xu Jie knelt beside each other.

Xu Jie glanced at Zhu Xizhong, who walked in, and saw that Emperor Sejong didn't mean to pay attention to it, knowing that His Majesty would not pay attention to any government affairs during the cultivation of Xuan, so he quietly retreated.

Zhu Xizhong saw Xu Jie walking out, pulled it over, his face was ugly, and asked in a low voice: "Elder Xu Ge, the military information of these state capitals has been sent to my Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, and your cabinet has not seen it?" ”

Logically speaking, the military information sent by the state capitals must be sent to the Ministry of War as soon as possible, and the Ministry of War must be registered for the record, and the urgent military affairs must be selected and sent to the cabinet, which will be reviewed by the ministers participating in the cabinet, and then submitted to the palace for the emperor's approval. But now that the Yan family's father and son are in power, they report good news but not bad news, and the military situation is directly detained by the cabinet, and Xu Jie can't see it at all.

Xu Jie saw that Zhu Xizhong, the Duke of Chengguo, had an ugly face, and took a look at the military situation of Hu Zongxian, the governor of the southeast, and Tan Theory, and his face immediately changed by three points. A few years ago, when Hu Zongxian was the commander, he appointed Yu Daxuan, but he killed Wang Zhi and pacified the southeast and the southeast.

But Hu Zongxian later took refuge in Zhao Wenhua, went to Zhejiang to serve as the governor, and after killing Wang Zhi, he thought that the southeast Japanese slaves would be pacified. But he never thought that Yan Songyan's peace of mind had subsided in the southeast, and it had never really been calmed down at all, not only did it not subside, but it became more and more intense, and it had reached such a point!

"Right now, the Japanese slaves have invaded Zhejiang, settled in Taihu Lake, threatened Suzhou, Hangzhou, Xuanhua and other state capitals, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians have been killed and injured in more than ten years!" Zhu Xizhong read it aloud, trembling with his heart. During the period when Lu Bing was in charge of Jinyiwei, he was in cahoots with the Yan family's father and son, the wolf, and deceived the superiors and subordinates.

Xu Jie was also secretly frightened, and just as he was about to tell the old emperor, a cough in the distance made him feel excited, but he saw that the person who came was Yan Song. Yan Song was old and Longzhong, and at this moment, he was slowly walked by the inner attendant, Xu Jie's face changed, and he hurriedly hid the military situation.

He never thought that Yan Song would be on duty in Xiyuan at such an age. Thinking about the smile on his face, he hurriedly trotted over and said with a smile: "Elder Yan Ge is really old and strong, and his loyalty to the Holy Lord is incomparable, so he has to come to guard in person at such an hour." ”

Yan Songpi didn't smile, but nodded to Xu Jie. This Xu Jie, who was picked up by Xia Yan, is a typical Xia Party, so he has always had a grudge against Xu Jie, but in his heart, he looks down on this junior who pretends to be dumb in everything.

Xu Jie saw Yan Song's appearance, laughed dryly, and hurriedly said: "I see that Yan Ge's old and youngest grandson is heroic, and his writing is high and eight, it just so happens that my eldest son's eldest daughter Xiyi is twenty-eight years old and in her prime, if Yan Ge Lao Xu Yi, I will marry Xiyi to Xiaoge Lao as a concubine, that is also my Xu Jie's honor." ”

These words couldn't help but surprise Yan Song, and also greatly surprised Zhu Xizhong. Yan Song glanced at Xu Jie, who didn't know what to do, just nodded, and entered the hall. Zhu Xizhong looked at the closed door of the palace and the back of Emperor Xiu Xuan of Jiajing behind the curtain, sighed lightly, and turned to leave.