The luxurious ceremonial ride is slowly driving in the deep mountains.

As winter approaches, the temperature in the mountains drops sharply, and the grass and trees on both sides of the road are covered with frost.

Yuan Xu sat on the warm soft couch, tightened the stove in his hand, his eyes fell on the grass hut lit by lights in the distance, and the corners of his lips pursed into a smile that he was bound to get.

The ceremonial driver stopped outside the grass house, and the man looked at the world-renowned emperor, who was meticulous in his snow-white Confucian shirt, and a hosta was knotted in a bun, and he was standing respectfully under the eaves.

The man smiled wider.

What if you are famous in the world, what if you have mountains and rivers in your belly, you have a talent, but you have nowhere to show it.

Sikong Chen, who rejected his father, is a downright sour old scholar.

Without the support of the royal family, the scholars in the world are just mud legs in the alleys of the market.

He walked down the ceremonial car, his appearance was high.

Immediately, an attendant stepped forward and carefully tied his fox fur cloak to him.

He looked at Sikong Chen with a smile, "I haven't seen you for many years, but the teacher's demeanor is the same as before." ”

Sikong Yuan calmed down, "The grass house is shabby, if Your Highness doesn't dislike it, you can go in and drink a glass of warm wine." ”

"It's better to be respectful than to obey."

An old man and a young man sat down in the grass house, Yuan Xu pointed to the large pile of brocade boxes brought in by the attendants, and said with a smile: "I know that the teacher likes antiques in the study, these things are a little bit of the heart of the palace." After the teacher left for nineteen years, the father and the emperor and the Chinese martial arts of the dynasty were very concerned about you. Before the palace went south, the father also specially told the palace to come to Jinling Academy to see if you were healthy. ”

Dean Sikong implicitly arched his hand to the east, "Thank you for your concern." ”

The wine is ready.

The little boy held the warm wine, Yuan Xu sniffed it and put it down, "Although the teacher is already seventy years old, but the palace looks at it, and the demeanor and spirit are not inferior to the young people." Jiang Ziya was invited out of the mountain by King Wen of Zhou at the age of seventy-two, I don't know if the palace can have that blessing, and I also asked the teacher to go out of the mountain to assist the palace? ”

"I heard that there are as many as three hundred staff in the Prince's Mansion, why did the prince come to me as an old bone?"

"The teacher's ability is naturally different from those mediocre people. Teacher, Chang'an is prosperous, the prince's mansion is rich, if you live in the prince's mansion, where do you still need to drink this inferior wine? ”

Dean Sikong took a sip of wine, "Jiangnan is as good as Jiangnan, if my old bones can be buried here, it will be a good thing." ”

"Heh......" Yuan Xu sneered, "The teacher really refuses to go back to Chang'an with me?" ”

"Your Highness's kindness, I understand it."

Yuan Xu took out a dagger from his wide sleeve and slowly placed it on the square table, "Don't hide it from the teacher, you have been lecturing at the Jinling Academy over the years, and you have sent a lot of talents to the court. It is not impossible for you to use them as your eyes and ears to find out the secrets of the DPRK and China. What my father means is that if you refuse to return to Chang'an, you can take those secrets in your stomach and bury them in Jiangnan......"

The dagger was unsheathed, and the cold light flickered under the candle flame, and it was cold.

There was a rapid sound of military boots outside the grass house, and the guards of the prince's mansion had already surrounded this grass house.

Yuan Xu dusted off his wide sleeves, "Nineteen years ago, you assisted the former crown prince and rejected my father. Now that you have rejected this palace again, what, do you want to assist my third brother or fourth brother? ”

Sikong Chen smiled.

He still drank unhurriedly, "The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers are not disloyal." It's just that as the prince said, my emperor is famous all over the world, if the people of the world know that I died at the hands of the prince, how will they think of the prince? There are many princes, but why did the emperor send you to do this? ”

Yuan Xu's expression changed.

Originally, he thought that his father sent him to Jiangnan to perform such an important task because he valued him.

But......

Is the consequences of killing the emperor really something he can afford?

As the emperor said, there are so many princes, why did his father send him to do this thankless job?

Father hated him?

Or is it jealous of him, so you want to ruin his reputation?

Yes, my father's favorite son now is his younger brother.

The man wearing a golden crown and a bright yellow four-clawed python robe suddenly became very uneasy.

He looked left and right under the lamp, and found that the only one who could guide him seemed to be the emperor in front of him.

He took the dagger and smiled gloomily, "Teacher, it was my father who wanted to kill you, not me, I was also raised by you when I was young, and now I am in trouble, you have to help me." ”