Yin Lishuo and the third day of the seventh month of the twentieth year are a good day, the birthday of the Son of Heaven, and the whole country celebrates.

It is night, the prince set up a banquet calyx downstairs, the night sky is clear, the moon is like practice, the civil and military officials are lined up, the seat is full of golden splendor, the wine and delicacies are dazzling, so it is not magnificent and luxurious.

After everyone sat down, Emperor Yin Su Yan was late with the support of the inner servants.

He is now only half a hundred years old, but he is sick and weak like a seventy-year-old man, his body is rickety, his gait is faltering, his figure can be seen under the wide dragon robe, his jade is shaking, white hair can be seen under the crown, his face is wrinkled, his eyes are sunken, his expression is tired, and he is already drooping and old.

Although it was far away, everyone could still feel the lingering breath of this emperor

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Just like this Yin Xia Dynasty, it is rotten and old.

Shen Ji sat below, and when he saw Su Yan appear, his chest was blunt, and his heart was mixed for a while, looking at Su Yan, who was high-spirited and freshly dressed and angry, and now he is no longer the style of the past, only to suddenly realize that time is in a hurry and the years are ruthless.

The Son of Heaven is sick, and many words have to be reached by the prince. Su Qingluo said a lot of high-sounding words to the ministers, and then, everyone got up and toasted one by one.

When it came to Shen Ji, he got up and went out of the queue and knelt down, "Shen Ji, the grass people, congratulates the Son of Heaven on his birthday, and wishes Yin Xia peace and prosperity every year!" The voice was like a bell, and the hall was in an uproar.

Although the hundred officials had heard that Shen Ji had returned to the court, they had never seen it, and today, they finally saw their true faces, and they all talked in low voices.

Su Yan thought that he had misheard, coughed a few times, and hesitantly asked the attendant beside him in a hoarse old voice: "Who did he say?" ”

Cheng Ying, the chamberlain, has followed Su Yan since he was a child, and naturally knows Shen Ji, knowing that the two of them are friendly, and at this moment he also has tears in his eyes, trembling with excitement, he replied: "Your Majesty, it's Yuhou, it's Yuhou who is back."

In the past, Su Yan met Shen Ji in Qingzhou, and when he was down, he gave him food, and knew his great talent, Shen Ji thanked Su Yan for the grace of knowing the encounter, and worked for him, and the two became confidants, and the world was together, and when Su Yan succeeded to the throne, he was given the position of marquis.

I want Shen Ji to introduce white clothes, because of Emperor Yin's appreciation, he has risen to the top and won the throne of princes, what an encounter, what a style, the world's talents are envious, but there is no dissatisfaction.

Su Yan's body couldn't help trembling, he stretched out his thin right hand from his sleeve, and pointed at the person below: "You raise your head." ”

Shen Ji raised his head, Su Yan squinted at him for a while, as if he couldn't believe it, his body trembled more and more, and even his voice trembled, he said, "Cheng Ying, help Gu up." ”

Cheng Ying helped him up. He walked down tremblingly, walked in front of Shen Ji, picked up Shen Ji with his thin hands, held his arm, and asked with tears, "Qing, has it always been good?" ”

Shen Ji had mixed feelings in his heart, he and Su Yan had been separated for fourteen years, they had also had a life-and-death relationship in the past, but when they left, they met each other, and they broke off their kindness and righteousness, he thought that he would never return here again in this life, and he would never have entanglements with him again, but ......

He should have hated him, but now when he saw him like this, he felt uncomfortable and couldn't hate him.

He replied: "Your Majesty is worried, Shen Ji, everything is fine." ”

Su Yan's old face was full of smiles, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened, "It's good to come back, it's good to come back." ”

Baiguan looked at this scene and unconsciously turned red-eyed.

At this time, Su Qingluo got up and said: "My father and Mr. have been separated for many years, and they must have a lot to say, but at this time, hundreds of officials are present, why don't you wait for the banquet to disperse and then talk about each other in detail?" ”

So Su Yan gave Shen Ji a seat and let him sit on his side, such an honor is surprising.

The two have not seen each other for many years, so naturally they have a lot to say, and they are whispering in private, when suddenly a voice in the banquet said: "The third prince of Dongyan came to visit at night, congratulating His Majesty on his long life and thousands of years, and also congratulating His Majesty on the reunion of his deceased." ”

As soon as these words came out, the hundred officials in the audience were surprised again, when Dongyan sent an envoy to come, they didn't know at all.

Su Yan hadn't come back to his senses yet, and Chengye said, "I heard that Yin Xia is a big country, with a magnificent bearing, and it is a model of Kyushu, but there is something unclear in the night, and I hope that Your Majesty will give me some advice." ”

Su Yan looked over, the young man was only seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in ink, very handsome, and arrogant, he asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"At the behest of my father, I came thousands of miles to ask Yin Xia for war, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince kept prevaricating and refused to accept the war letter, wouldn't it make the world laugh."

Su Yan was startled, and his body trembled again, "What did you say?" He turned his head and asked Su Qingluo, "Prince, is what he said true?!" ”

Su Qingluo got up and waved his hands, "It's a big matter, and it's the son's fault that he hasn't had time to explain it to his father." ”

Su Yan looked at Su Qingluo, as if he was angry, then turned his eyes to look at Chengye, and muttered: "In the past, the two countries had an appointment.....

"The ten-year period has passed, and Dongyan has not violated it, not to mention, my aunt is dead, and the agreement has long been gone." Cheng Ye replied.

Su Yan was speechless and asked Chengye: "Where is the war book?" Chengye took out a bright yellow silk book from his sleeve.

Cheng Ying took it and presented it to Su Yan.

Su Yan's eyes were dizzy, he took it and squinted his eyes for a while, looked at Su Qingluo under the seat and asked, "What is the prince's plan?" ”

Su Qingluo said: "Fei Luo is reluctant to fight, it's just a matter of soldiers, which hurts the people, Luo, I have to make more plans, but since I am waiting to return to the dynasty today, Yin Xia naturally has a better chance of winning." My father has received this war book today, and Yin Xia naturally responded to this war. ”

"That's fine," Cheng Ye said, "today, in front of Your Majesty and all the ministers, if you discuss the time and place of this battle, I can go back and explain to my father." ”

"That's nature." Su Qingluo said, "But," he turned around and said to Su Yan, "Before that, Erchen wants to ask his father for a reward first, and ask his father to give Mr. Shen back the imperial position, so that he can work for my Yin Xia again!" ”

In this way, Shen Ji can't agree to it.

Su Yan said: "This is nature. should also return Shen Qing to a court position. He immediately gave a holy decree, returned Shen Ji's official position, and announced to the world that Shen Ji returned to the dynasty.

Then the two of them discussed the time and place of this day, and set the time of the battle to be one month later, on the fifth day of the eighth month, at the end of each county, Jiajing Pass.

Chengye's matter is settled, and calm returns to the seat.

The drums sounded, and the dancing girls in colorful clothes swayed on the stage, and for a while the audience was jubilant, singing and dancing, and people quickly put aside the two major events that had just happened.

Song Lian, who had been standing behind Cheng Ye, looked at this group of wine bags and rice bags, frowned and muttered: "Such extravagance and corruption, even if Dongyan doesn't fight, Yin Xia won't have a few years to spare." ”

Chengye held the cup and covered his lips, and replied: "This is not right, although there are many wine bags and rice bags, there are also many talented heroes." He pointed to a young man with a jade crown and a red hair tied on the opposite side and a Wotan court uniform, and said, "I think that son is good." The young man's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, there was a righteousness between his eyebrows, he didn't pay attention to others, he didn't watch singing and dancing, he only sat alone and drank, his expression was leisurely, but he was quite generous.

"People can't be good-looking, how can you judge a person based on appearance, I don't think he is necessarily a good person. What's more, just one teenager can't explain anything, and one person can save the country. Song Lian retorted.

Chengye drank all the wine in the cup, and said lightly: "You also said, people can't be good-looking, how can you make a conclusion, maybe there are still Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons among these people." He paused, and then said, "Besides, the princes of Yin Xia are not fuel-efficient lamps, not to mention that there is one more Shen Ji now." A hundred-legged insect that dies but does not stiffen. Yin Xia is a big country, and it should not be underestimated. ”

The programs on the field changed one after another, and Chengye didn't have the heart to watch it at all, his eyes always wandered on those ministers.

However, at this time, the vocal music suddenly stopped, and the voices of everyone were exposed for a while, and after a while, there was silence in the field.

Everyone was wondering what was going on, and they all turned their eyes to the prince on the high seat, but Su Qingluo still lowered his head and drank, his demeanor was calm, and he looked like he didn't care about himself.

Looking up again, Su Yan leaned back in the chair, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.