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Chapter 76

Xunzhui never really asked Yan Zhaohe about whether he could communicate fluently with others, and Yan Zhaohe didn't bother to ask him deliberately. This topic was automatically classified as no need to care about it by the two of them.

But when people are always in doubt, Yan Zhaohe has to think about why Xunzhui can't speak when he is half-dead by Xunzhui.

He attributed this to the little emperor's resistance to imperial power, but later when the little emperor appeared in front of him with a jade seal in his arms, he felt that the little emperor probably still cared about the throne.

To this day, Xun Zhui said that I am afraid that you will leave me.

Yan Zhaohe wanted to touch Xunzhui, but Xunzhui knocked his hand away through his sleeve in the next second. Even if he was angry, his tone seemed weak, and he couldn't bring it up. He opened his mouth and there was medicine The bitterness in his heart came up, coupled with the grievances accumulated over the years, the two together completely filled his mind with the thought of "if you don't hit you, you will hit someone, you, Yan Zhaohe", was so angry that he lost his head. Yan Zhaohe didn't hide, just waited for Xunzhui to vent and return to calm.

Xun chased and hit Yan Zhaohe a few times, seeing that Yan Zhaohe didn't resist, his heart felt sore again. He grabbed Yan Zhaohe's shoulders and shook them, his voice tinged with tears: "Why don't you hide, are you a fool! Are you Falling into the pit and being thrown stupid, did that quack doctor Bo Yan not cure you? You talk, why don’t you talk! I really want to pry your brain open to see what’s inside. Did you let me go? Where is it..."

"Xunzhui, put one person in your heart." Yan Zhaohe took Xunzhui's wrist and slowly moved his hand to his heart, "If you want to see the location, you have to open this place."

"If you pry open my brain, you can only see salty water flowing out." Yan Zhaohe nodded his head again, and said slowly.

"Your tears flow into my memory."

"..."

Xun Zhui was stunned for a moment, lowered his clenched fist and raised it violently to beat Yan Zhaohe with greater force, "Who are you lying to? Whom are you lying to? You asked me to drink poison and still listen to your sweet words. Are you human? , no one can..."

Won't make me so sad, won't let me hide so many secrets.

"The Yan family has never allowed me to stay in the court. How could you not know if you are so smart?" Yan Zhaohe sighed, "Xun Zhui, I thought you should understand after Uncle Fang warned you that the old part of the Yan family did not want you to know." give up so easily."

Xun Zhui's eyes froze when he was about to continue to cry, he lowered his head and wiped away the tears with his hands indiscriminately, cleared his throat and asked again: "The Yan family?"

Yan Zhaohe always likes to talk about business when Xun Zhui's emotions are ups and downs, and he can effectively stop Xun Zhui from going crazy every time, and this time is no exception. He watched Xun Zhui's tense mouth slowly flatten, and his face disappeared Angry, a pair of red eyes stared straight at him.

"Do you know why Chu Yang and Uncle Fang fought at the gate of the palace?"

Xun Zhui shook his head, if Yan Zhaohe hadn't mentioned him, he would have almost forgotten about him.

When Ling Yuwei came to report that night, Xun followed Li Yuluan and did not intervene in his relationship with Fang Yun. Chu Yang is a sensible person, and his family and Fang Yun are both old members of the Yan family. Wo Liheng, Yan Zhaohe mediated after the incident, and the elders of Chu's parents came forward to teach Chu Yang that he didn't know how to respect the elders. At worst, Chu Yang knelt for a few days and the ancestral hall passed away.

"What is it?" Xun asked.

When Kang Qingjun and the Forbidden Army were waiting outside the palace, Fang Yun asked Chu Yang how he was in the Forbidden Army as an elder, and Chu Yang said without hesitation: "Although your Majesty is sometimes ignorant, most of the time he is very reliable and trusts me. .”

I don't know where this sentence offended Fang Yun. Fang Yun taught me that today's little emperor depends entirely on His Royal Highness Zhao Wang. Stopping at the palace gate, the fire burned half of the sky without knowing it. So many people died, it was all because of his royal mischief.

Chu Yang lowered his head and remained silent, letting Fang Yun teach him a lesson until the palace gate opened and led the army to the long alley. If you don’t leave, there will be big changes. The little emperor has hard work without credit, and it’s a credit to bring so many herbs to the south. How can he struggle with such a weak body? Is it a real hero to fight swords on the battlefield? I don’t know why Uncle Fang has so much resentment towards the royal family. The affairs of the royal family should not be discussed by the ministers. Is Uncle Fang too overreaching? In any case, I, the commander of the imperial army, was bestowed by His Majesty personally. I should be loyal if Yan Zhaohe entrusted me with this errand. To serve His Majesty."

"Nonsense!" Fang Yun was furious, "Isn't the little emperor allowed to say a few words if he doesn't match! The whole world is called by the Yan family to his royal family!"

Chu Yang turned his footsteps and drew his sword and said coldly: "Although I don't recognize the little emperor's ability, he is the monarch I serve. Uncle Fang's assault on His Majesty is humiliating me, the commander of the imperial army."

"Chu Yang!"

Chu Yang sneered, "There was one emperor and one courtier. The current court is His Majesty's court, and I am His Majesty's courtier. It seems that Uncle Fang is still living in the Huai'an period."

Chu Yang usually escapes, but once he gets angry, it will be thunder and fire, and Fang Yun is also stubborn. The impression of the royal family in the early years is deeply ingrained in his heart, and it grows into a towering tree. New ministers and old ministers come and go. It doesn't make sense and they are all military generals, and I don't know who will make the first move. By the time they react, they have already fought hard.

Yan Zhaohe didn't fight much, and when they arrived, the two had already jumped up to the palace wall, and the Forbidden Army and the Qingcheng Army below were holding up their weapons and pretending to be fighting.The Forbidden Army and the Qingcheng Army usually move together, eat and live together, and gradually get closer. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the two generals are fighting at odds. It is not good for subordinates to stand and watch jokes without fighting .They were worried about the situation in the palace and wanted to stop their general, but they were also afraid that they would not get good fruit if they were in trouble, and at the same time they were so happy that they could not take their eyes off the joke.

After Yan Zhaohe arrived, he quickly commanded the Qingcheng Army and the Forbidden Army to enter the palace to fight the fire. The two sides put down their weapons and ran in line as if liberated. Yan Zhaohe waited for the two armies to leave before raising their heads.

Chu Yang and Fang Yun are still fighting, Fang Yun is old and physically unable to keep up, Chu Yang has the upper hand.

Xun Zhui never expected that the fight started because of a verbal disagreement, so he asked Yan Zhaohe what happened next.

There was no later, or when Chu Yang was about to win, his conscience realized that he had dropped the weapon in his hand and knelt down with a plop. He said angrily, Uncle Fang, I was wrong. You are an elder and I shouldn't hit you.

Fang Yun held his breath and almost didn't come up, Chu Yang said again: It's important, Your Majesty is still waiting for me, Chu Yang resigned first and then made a special trip to Uncle Fang's house to plead guilty, and please uncle Fang not to tell my father.

Yan Zhaohe saw that the thorns on Xunzhui's body were not so hard, then approached Xunzhui, and gently wiped his weeping face with a handkerchief, "Chu Yang is His Majesty's subject, so naturally everything is towards His Majesty."

This is why a person in power should immediately get rid of old ministers to cultivate his own new forces after he takes office. Chu Yang and Fang Yun are the most typical examples.

Chu Yang represents the new officials after Xun chased him to the throne. Although he is under the management of King Zhao and has disdain for the current emperor, he will pay special attention to the reputation of the little emperor when he is in front of outsiders. If an outsider insults him, he will immediately point his whole body at the outsider.

Even a stubborn stone, who has been brainwashed by Yan Zhaohe for so many years, should bloom a decent little flower.

Chu Yang is the little flower on the head, swaying and growing stubbornly in the wind.

"Although my father dismissed the members of the Yan family, the entire Yan family still harbors hatred for the royal family. Many assassinated ministers could not tell His Majesty." Yan Zhaohe said in a deep voice, "But the ministers are loyal to Your Majesty, and the Yan family has nothing to fear."

The Yan family without Yan Jun is always a state of disunity. No matter how resentful they are to the royal family, they will never bet on the people of the world. In their view, the peace of the world is the last thought left by Yan Jun. If Yan Jun is alive, he will not want to die. .

This is also the thinking of the veterans who oppose Xun's pursuit of enthronement. Even if they oppose it, they will not support the next new emperor. The young emperor has unlimited possibilities, and there is still room for turning around before there is a certainty.

Whenever Yan Zhaohe had to sigh with emotion, Emperor Huai'an carefully left the wisdom of the old officials for the new emperor. Those old officials were unreasonable, but most of the time they always tolerantly gave him and Xun Zhui the opportunity to grow up.

It can also make the young and energetic King Zhao feel refreshed by a pot of cold water when something happens.

Xun recalled the person who chased and killed him in the woods.

He thought for a while before asking, "When you were in the south, you had a wound on your eyebrow. I was always wondering who could hurt you. You are such a prudent person, you should have someone investigate after you retreated from your body. .”

"I heard people say that wherever the Yan family army went, the thieves were frightened. The Yan family army has a custom. After joining the army and becoming a regular Yan family army, they will be marked with a crossed pattern of water droplets and swords on their small fingerprints, which means that every sword is infiltrated. The blood of the enemy, so it will be sharper and invincible. This tattoo is even popular among the people, and every commoner is proud of this tattoo, and some people will tattoo it on their arms."

"I have also seen a person who said that I have never killed anyone, but the executioner beside me is better than the sword in my hand."

Xun Zhui smiled and said, later I thought, the executioner next to me is probably you.

When he saw Yan Zhaohe piercing Li Chong with a sword, he realized that Yan Zhaohe had always replaced the dark side of his throne and remained by his side as a sharp blade.

"I asked them, do you still think you are the eldest son?" Xun Zhui saw that Yan Zhaohe's face suddenly became ugly, and continued: "He didn't answer me."

But I think they no longer regard you as a big son.

"Now can you tell me why you poisoned me, whether you wanted it or they ordered it."

"Yan Zhaohe, you don't want to be controlled by them, but you help them feed me poison. I can't understand both of these points, but I think you have your own reasons. I just want to ask you now."

"Do you hate me?"

Xun Zhui smiled at Yan Zhaohe with his curved eyes, Yan Zhaohe seemed to have thought of something, and the eyes that looked at Xun Zhui instantly became extraordinarily cold.

he said softly.

"hatred."

Hate is right, Xun Zhui leaned over to hug the man who was showing murderous looks towards him.

He sniffed and laughed, "You really should hate me, and I allow you to hate me."

Yan Zhaohe raised his hand to hug Xunzui, but he couldn't let go of his trembling hands, he even resisted contact with Xunzui at this moment, he subconsciously wanted to push him away.

He thought of himself holding his father's tablet in the yellow sand all over the sky, behind him was the carriage pulling his father's coffin, all the soldiers were wearing white mourning clothes, their heroic faces that used to be active on the battlefield seemed to have aged a lot overnight, their eyes were red Bending their waists, their lips were bitten and bleeding because of their forcibly suppressed emotions.

His father didn't like him wearing light-colored clothes, so Yan Zhaohe still wore the brightest red as usual, which was particularly dazzling in the deathly white funeral tent.

Xun Zhui felt the vibration from Yan Zhaohe's chest due to his words.

"I hate, I hate Emperor Huai'an, and I hate you too."