At this time, the housekeeper came to ask if they could set the meal, so the sisters changed back into their original clothes, accompanied Mrs. Li and her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law for lunch, and did not leave home until the afternoon.

After the sisters left, Xin waved away the people in the house, and asked the eldest maid to go outside to guard, leaving only her and Mrs. Li in the house.

"Mother," Xin asked cautiously, looking at Mrs. Li, "Sister Wei'er's ...... incident?"

In the year he returned to Minzhou, Xin felt worried every time he thought about Duanmujun. However, this matter is related to the reputation of the girl's family, and it is not suitable to ask in the letter, so she can only take it to heart.

Of course, Mrs. Li knew that the Xin family was talking about Duanmu Jun and Cen Yin, and sighed in a low voice: "Let her go." ”

These four words are simple, but they seem to contain a thousand words.

Xin understood that her mother-in-law's words meant that she had given in, and she was so shocked that she was speechless for a while, and her heart fluctuated for a while.

After a while, she calmed down a little, and asked again: "...... Duanmu family?"

"Her grandfather already knew." Mrs. Li is still concise and to the point, and she doesn't want to say much.

Xin's expression became more complicated, and he wanted to ask Duanmuxian what his attitude was, and felt that no matter what Duanmuxian's attitude was, it didn't matter, Duanmujun was not a girl who would be easily swayed by her grandfather, otherwise she would be almost nineteen years old, and she should have been married a long time ago, so how could she still be in the boudoir.

In the room, there was a long silence, only a piece of green bamboo outside the window made a "rustling" sound in the breeze, as if whispering and sighing.

Mrs. Li raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, and the scenes of Duanmujun and Cen Yin getting along with each other appeared in her mind, thinking of Duanmujun's bright smile, and remembering Cen Yin's expression at that time......

It's not just that they don't have a way to take the wooden reeds, but Cen Yin is not!

Mrs. Li picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup at hand, slowly removed the tea leaves floating on the tea soup with the tea lid, and sighed: "Even though we think that everything is bad and everything is not, we can't live for the children after all." Sister Jun has always been an assertive ......"

Not to mention that the Li family is just Duanmujun's maternal grandfather's family, even Duanmuxian's old thing has no way to take Duanmujun, and they can't be her master. Children are debts!

"......" Xin looked at Mrs. Li with a complicated expression, and pursed her lips without saying anything.

Mrs. Li put down the teacup, sighed again with a complicated expression, and murmured, "This child is just like her mother." ”

As she spoke, Mrs. Li's eyes were a little dazed for a while, and her daughter's appearance when she was young appeared in front of her......

"Her mother is also like this, she has been very assertive since she was a child, and once she makes up her mind, she will not turn back even if she hits the south wall." Mrs. Li's expression was filled with deep longing and sentimentality.

She lived for most of her life, the white-haired people sent the black-haired people, and the children under her knees went several times......

Mrs. Li closed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, her eyes became clear again, "Sister Jun is the same, sure enough, blood is thicker than water!" ”

Whether it's a daughter or a granddaughter, the temperament is actually with her family!

Mrs. Li showed an open-minded smile, "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren!" ”

She's so old, it's hard to say, half of her foot has stepped into the coffin, what else can't she see.

The world is impermanent, even if they hold the best things in front of the children, they want the children to receive this love, and in the future, they will close their old eyes, but the children's days will continue.

Xin was a little curious, she had only been away for less than a year, what made her mother-in-law change her mind. Is it Sister Jun, or is it that Cen Yin......

The room was quiet again, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were silently drinking tea.

It's obviously the best Longjing new tea, but Xin's is quite a bit unate, and he still feels unsure.

After all, people are still growing up in this life, how long can the deep love of youth be maintained without children as a connection!

The wind outside the window and the sound of bamboo leaves made the room quieter.

Xin didn't say anything after all, after all, Duanmu Jun was just her niece, not her own daughter, she just cared about it, and she still had to stop it.

Xin took two more sips of tea, and when he spoke again, he turned the topic to Duanmu Fei: "Mother, Sister Fei's marriage is ......"

What Xin really wants to say is not Duanmufei's marriage, but Feng Yan.

"......" Mrs. Li's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and she clenched the handkerchief in her hand.

This is what Mrs. Li is most worried about now.

She also heard that Feng Yan returned to Beijing this time with 10,000 troops, if Feng Yan intended to force the palace, then what would happen to the situation in the capital?!

Xin could probably guess what Mrs. Li was worried about, on the one hand, she was secretly annoyed that she shouldn't mention which pot, and on the other hand, she couldn't help but worry about Duanmufei, and sighed in her heart: Hey, I blamed the emperor for messing around with the mandarin duck spectrum, and he had to marry Feng Yan and his little niece, and I don't know what he was thinking!

Not only Mrs. Li, but also many ministers in the court are worried about Feng Yan forcing the palace, especially the Three Princes led by Jiang Deshen jumped up and down, repeatedly folding up and down to impeach Feng Yan, but after the excerpt was sent, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and Cen Yin never made any statement on this.

On the fifth day of the fifth month of May, Shen Shen, the former secretary of the military department, turned up from the south, saying that Feng Yan had led an army of 10,000 to Datong City, Jizhou, and it was undoubtedly going to force the palace.

There was already a panicked atmosphere in the court, and this fold was like a thunderstorm in the sky, making the atmosphere of the capital even heavier, as if there were layers of dark clouds pressing on the sky, as if they were about to fall.

Immediately afterwards, many people also went up and chimed in, feeling that no matter whether Feng Yan wanted to force the palace or not, Cen Yin should still prepare early and strengthen the protection of Gyeonggi, so as not to give people a chance to take advantage of it.

As the Fengyan army "approached" step by step, the court was even more panicked, and there was a sense of urgency that was about to come, even Duanmu Xian was infected by this atmosphere, and began to think crankily, and when the lower government returned to the mansion, he sighed lamentingly.

"Hey, what if that kid really plans to use that 10,000 army to force the palace?"

"In the past two years, a lot of troops have been transferred from the three major battalions of the forbidden army to the north to support, and now there are only 350,000 people who can be mobilized in Beijing......

"Hey, the forbidden army is still too stable after all these years!"

"But no matter how comfortable it is, the forbidden army still has a great advantage in numbers, can Feng Yan's 10,000 horses withstand it?"

“……”

Duanmuxian walked back and forth in the study with a sad brow, chattering non-stop.

In contrast, Duanmu Fei was very leisurely and leisurely, drinking her new Longjing tea, delicate and soft, as if she didn't know the taste of sorrow.

Duanmuxian looked at the little girl, and was very envious: his little granddaughter is big-hearted, and she feels that when the sky falls, there are people taller than her, and she doesn't know how to worry.

Wait a minute! Duanmu Xian's eyes suddenly lit up, sat down in front of Duanmu Fei, leaned over, and asked mysteriously: "Four girls, do you know anything?" "Didn't Feng Yan, that stinky boy, see the four girls in the Xuanguo Mansion that day?

Duanmu Fei put down the blue and white porcelain teacup and asked seriously: "Grandfather, do you want Ah Yan to succeed in forcing the palace, or are you afraid that he will force the palace?" Duanmu Fei looked at Duanmu Xian curiously.

Bang bang bang!

Duanmu Xian's heart beat faster, the corners of his eyes jumped, he swallowed his saliva and asked, "Four girls, what do you mean by this?" ”

Could it be that Feng Yan's bold bastard really plans to force the palace to fail?!

Duanmuxian almost didn't go limp, feeling that he was really about to get a heart disease.

Duanmu Fei blinked innocently, "Grandfather, didn't you say that?" ”

She just listened to what he muttered, and she seemed to be worried that Feng Yan would force the palace, and she was afraid that he would fail, so she asked in passing.

Duanmu Xian was stunned, thought back to what he had just said, and understood.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and without thinking about it, he picked up the teacup and poured it into his mouth......

"Grandfather ......"

Seeing this, Duanmu Fei hurriedly called, so frightened that Duanmu Xian's heart skipped a beat, his hand shook, and then he felt the tip of his tongue burn, let out a low snort, and put down the teacup in his hand with a little embarrassment.

Duanmu Fei sighed helplessly, "Grandfather, I just want to tell you, this tea is hot, you drink it slowly, ......."

Duanmufei's look of "no way to take him" seemed to say, grandfather, you are such an adult, why are you still frizzy.

"......" The corners of Duanmu Xian's eyes twitched again.

Duanmu Fei said very filial piety: "Grandfather, you didn't burn your tongue, did you?" I'll pour you a cold drink...... By the way, I remember that there was ice in the ice cellar, and I asked someone to fetch some for you, and you will be fine with ice cubes for a while. ”

Looking at the busy appearance of the little girl, Duanmuxian felt that she was very useful, and on the other hand, she couldn't help but say with emotion again in her heart: This girl really has a big heart!

Her hair is about to turn white, she is good, she is not at ease at all, everything is not worried!

"Grandfather, drink some cold boiled water."

When Duanmu brought the porcelain teacup to him with a smile, Duanmu Xian also broke the jar and broke it, anyway, it was not up to him to decide whether Feng Yan forced the palace or not.

In the next few days, Duanmu Xian simply made a style of ignoring what was going on outside the window.

On the seventh day of the fifth month, Feng Yan camped in the suburbs of Beijing five miles away from the South City Gate.

Early in the morning, Cen Yin gathered the civil and military officials, the princes of the clan and the nobles in the Taihe Palace.

Today was not the day of the court meeting every ten years, Cen Yin's move inevitably attracted speculation and private discussion from everyone present, and many people speculated that Cen Yin finally couldn't bear it anymore and planned to make a move.

Immediately, some officials consciously understood Cen Yin's intentions, and couldn't wait to jump out, and said: "Lord Cen Governor, the lower officials think that the forbidden army must be transferred as soon as possible in case of emergency!" ”

Someone secretly annoyed that he was a step late, and before Cen Yin could speak, another middle-aged military general came out and said: "What Lord Zhang said is that Feng Yan is afraid that this person is a wolf ambition!" ”

Jiang De was secretly happy in his heart, and glanced at a middle-aged official beside him, and the middle-aged official also came out and proposed: "Lord Cen, according to the opinion of the lower officials, it is better to take down the eldest princess of Anping and the fourth girl of Duanmu first, which can be used to coerce Feng Yan and make him dare not act rashly." ”

This proposal also attracted the echo of several officials, and most of them thought in their hearts: Although Duanmu Fei is Cen Yin's sister-in-law, at this juncture, Cen Yin will definitely focus on the "overall situation". It is said that the righteous sister is the righteous sister after all, and she is not her own sister.

Duanmu Xian's face changed in an instant, as if he had exploded.

He originally saw that his little granddaughter had been calm and calm, and he thought that there should be no big problems, so he had been pretending to be deaf and dumb about the controversy in the court for these days, and he couldn't bear it anymore at the moment.

Duanmu Xian was also out of the ranks, looked at the middle-aged official beside Jiang Deshen with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Lord Chang, Lord Cen hasn't spoken yet, do you have the right to speak?" ”

He casually raised his hand and dusted down his left sleeve, as if he had dusted off something.

Without waiting for the Chang Master to speak, Duanmu Xian said again: "Chang Daren, dare to ask the official's granddaughter what crime she has committed?" For no reason, without evidence, if you say that you will take people, you will take people, Lord Chang, are you a scholar, or a robber? ”

Duanmu Xian was not polite at all, and said that Chang Daren's face turned pale.

Duanmu Xian is not afraid of offending people, anyway, there are not a thousand but hundreds of people he has offended, besides, other people's slaps have been greeted in his face, why are you polite.

Duanmu Xian glanced coldly at the few officials who had just echoed him, and said righteously: "Feng Yan took Huaizhou for me Dasheng and returned with meritorious service, but the imperial court wants to take down his family, is this forcing Feng Yan to rebel?!" ”

"The war in the north is not over yet, my lords, are you already planning to fly all the birds, hide the good bow, and chill the hearts of hundreds of thousands of soldiers in front of you?"

Duanmu Xian's last sentence can be said to hit the nail on the head, which made the faces of several officials who had just echoed Master Chang change, and those generals were concerned.

The birds are all gone, and the good bow is hidden.

If this is the case, will Dasheng's generals still dare to win battles in the future?

Most of the officials who were about to move stopped at this moment, and everyone's eyes were on Cen Yin.

Duanmuxian is certainly reasonable, but in the end, it depends on Cen Yin's meaning.

Cen Yin sat on the high-backed chair he was used to sitting on, still looking unpredictable with a smile but not a smile.

There was silence in the hall, and then there was the sound of the little waiter's panting footsteps outside the hall.

A young waiter in Tsing Yi came in a hurry, walked to the center of the hall and stopped, and said to Cen Yin in front of him: "Overseer, Feng Yan is less than two miles away from the south city gate. ”

The ministers were shocked, and subconsciously looked towards Cen Yin, and saw Cen Yin get up leisurely, looked around at everyone, and said, "Lord Duanmu, Lord You, Lord Yu......"

Cen Yin unhurriedly clicked a series of names, and named the names of several cabinet elders, important ministers, clan princes, and nobles.

"Everyone will come out of the city with this seat to greet you."

Cen Yin's words are commands, not inquiries.

There was an uproar in the hall.

The atmosphere suddenly became stranger and more subtle.

It stands to reason that Cen Yin took these people out of the city to welcome Feng Yan, who returned triumphantly, back to Beijing, which was a very grand ceremony.

But because of the grandeur, it makes people have a subtle sense of disobedience.

Some courtiers who were far away whispered quietly, guessing whether the "greeting" Cen Yin said was really a simple greeting?

Or is there another purpose, such as wanting to use this to give Feng Yan, who has returned with meritorious service, a dismount?

The chattering voices around him naturally inevitably reached Cen Yin's ears in front of him, but Cen Yin didn't even raise his eyebrows, as if he didn't care.

The little scorpion skillfully put on Cen Yin's cloak, and Cen Yin strode towards the outside of the hall.

The others looked at his back with different expressions, and those who were named naturally did not dare not go, and followed one after another.

The mood was very delicate, You Junji quietly pushed his elbow on Mu Xian's arm with his elbow as he walked, and asked with his eyes, Brother, do you say this trip is auspicious or evil?

Yu Bingzhong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, also came over, wanting to hear if Duanmuxian knew anything inside.

What did Duanmu Xian know, he didn't know what to say except for continuing to smile incomprehensibly.

In this subtle silence, everyone gathered Cen Yin to the gate of the palace, and they got on their horses one after another, and the way was opened by the Jinyi Guard, all the way to the south gate unimpeded.

The closer to the city gate, the more complicated everyone's mood became, and they were thinking and speculating in their hearts, at least dozens of power plots were made up in their brains, and some people couldn't help but imagine the tragedy of the blood-spattered south city gate......

When they arrived at the south city gate, the Jinyi guard was already ready, and stopped the people who were going to enter and leave the city near the city gate, and the city gate was empty inside and outside, and there were many pedestrians gathered on the side of the road to see the excitement, one by one, looking forward to the outside of the city, or looking in the direction of Cen Yin and his party, all talking about what was the big thing today.

"Stepping on ......"

Inside and outside the city, the sound of horses' hooves approached the city gate.

After leaving the city gate, Cen Yin was the first to stop his horse, and the sturdy white horse under his crotch paced its hooves and neighed deeply, as if he was cheering and jumping for something.

Immediately after, Duanmu Xian and the others also stopped their horses and stopped behind Cen Yin, and everyone's eyes were looking in the same direction.

On the wide and flat official road, smoke and dust are billowing and horses' hooves are rumbling.

A convoy of horses rode towards this side, led by a young man in black clothes riding a black horse, his black hair and cloak flying wantonly with the gallop of the horses, hunting and hunting, and his whole body was full of a bit of wanton and arrogance.

It's sealant.

Even if the face of the person who came could not be seen clearly at this distance, everyone recognized him.

Among the people present, there were also many who had been to the Xuanguo Mansion to celebrate their birthdays that day, all of them had complicated expressions and tense bodies, and some people secretly regretted why they didn't get sick today.

Some people finally breathed a sigh of relief, such as Duanmu Xian, who found out for the first time that Feng Yan only brought a few hundred people behind him at most, which means that Feng Yan had no intention of forcing the palace.

It's still the four girls who have a clear heart! Duanmu Xian's hand holding the horse rope completely relaxed, and only then did he feel a wet piece behind his back.

Duanmu Xian pretended to smile calmly, and saw You Junji beside him cast an admiring look at him, as if to say, brother, did you already know?

Duanmu Xian was still smiling, and his appearance did not even change the curvature of the corners of his mouth, and his expression was even more unfathomable.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Cen Yin and Feng Yan's bodies, and the burning gazes were eager to penetrate these two people, wanting to see some clues between the words, deeds, and behaviors of these two people.

Feng Yan and Cen Yin didn't care at all about the speculative gazes around them, and the two on the horses looked at each other quietly.

The two smiled at each other tacitly, and everything was silent.

One of them was dressed in black, and the other was dressed in red; The former is frivolous, the latter is cold, both in appearance and temperament, they are very different, but at this moment, these two people have a subtle harmony.

The bright light of the rising sun plated a faint layer of gold on the two of them, like the golden armor.

Duanmu Xian almost thought that he was dazzled, and blinked slowly, his mind a little confused.

Feng Yan and Cen Yin's eyes were extraordinarily bright and clear at the moment, and there was a kind of calming joy and steadfastness in their hearts, they finally took a big step forward, getting closer and closer to their common goal......

In the chaotic sound of horses' hooves, everyone embarked on the return journey again.

Cen Yin and Feng Yan rode their horses side by side at the front, and the back of the horse was as straight as a sheathed sword.

You Junji silently looked at the backs of the two protagonists in front of him, and there was an indescribable strangeness in his heart.

The atmosphere on the way out of the city was depressing and quiet before, but now on the way back to the palace, it is still as silent as a backwater, but there are faint ripples in this backwater.

This strange atmosphere lasted until the group returned to the palace again, only, this time, they went not to the previous Taihe Palace, but the Emperor's Heart Cultivation Palace.

It wasn't until they saw the plaque in front of them that they saw the three big characters "Yangxin Palace" that the ministers came back to their senses and looked at each other.

They came back almost in a trance all the way, some were shocked, some speculated, and some had blank brains, but now that the wind was blowing for a while, they began to understand a little, and secretly exchanged glances.

Obviously, Cen Yin personally took them out of the city to welcome Feng Yan this time, not to give Feng Yan a threat, but to build momentum for Feng Yan!

It seems that the candidate chosen by Cen Yin to take the throne is indeed Feng Yan!!

Ahead, Cen Yin and Feng Yan walked into the Heart Cultivation Hall side by side, while the others were stopped by the Jinyi Guard under the stone steps outside the hall.

Everyone obediently stopped, no one clamored to see the emperor, and no one forced their way in.

When the ministers looked at Duanmuxian again, there was envy in their eyes, in addition to envy.

Oops, Duanmuxian, this old fox is really out of shit luck.

What's even more mysterious is that this marriage was originally given by the emperor, what kind of cause and effect is this!

Thinking of the fact that there were still people in the Taihe Hall who intended to instigate Cen Yin to take down Anping and Duanmu Fei, some people's expressions were a little complicated, and they secretly shed tears of sympathy for those who were not long-eyed, and those who had no eyes were afraid that the next two sides would not be people, and they would offend Feng Yan and the Duanmu family!

Fortunately, I didn't talk nonsense! Someone secretly wiped the sweat drops on his forehead with his cuffs, glad that his mouth was slow.

Everyone had different thoughts, even if Cen Yin was not there, no one spoke, most of them stood with their heads down, and their eyes couldn't help but glance quietly at the Heart Cultivation Hall in front of them.

With a "squeak", the door of the Heart Cultivation Hall closed, blocking everyone's sight.

"Overseer, Feng Gongzi, please!"

Yuan Zhi personally walked in front to lead Cen Yin and Feng Yan, all the way from the main hall to the emperor's bedroom.

The idlers in the dormitory had already been sent away by Yuan Zhi, only the emperor was half-lying on the dragon couch motionless, and Yuan Zhi did not go in, staying outside the curtain to guard.

"You...... You ......"

When the emperor saw Feng Yan enter his bedroom, his cloudy and dim eyes instantly stunned to the extreme, staring at Feng Yan without blinking, and it was difficult to hide his shock.

Feng Yan has already returned from the southern realm!

Whenever he thought that Feng Yan had actually taken Nanhuai to add Huaizhou to Dasheng, the emperor felt incredulous, how could Feng Yan do it for a child who was not as weak as a crown!

I think that when he first ascended the throne, he also made an oath in the temple to become a generation of monarchs and open up territory for Dasheng, however, he still failed to do it after he reigned for 18 years, and Feng Yan actually did it!

The emperor's eyes burst out with a light that I didn't know whether it was jealousy or resentment.

Feng Yan was also looking at the emperor, looking at this man who looked like a stranger, no, it should be said that he was a living dead.

The Emperor had been awake for three months, but instead of getting better, he was getting worse, and he was now thinner and older than in April, and his sallow complexion was tinged with a gray bluish-white, and his whole man was devastated and depressed with a kind of decay and decay that was about to run out.