"Where is this place?" Wang Dachui, who had been riding for half a month from Jing'an City, asked a subordinate who knew the way.
The soldier cupped his fists and replied: "Reporting to General, this is Chenqiaoyi, which is only about twenty miles away from Hanyang City in Kyoto. If we hurry up and hurry up, we can reach Kyoto in the evening tonight!"
The name Chen Qiaoyi seemed a little familiar to Wang Dachui.
Suddenly, a classic historical event flashed in Wang Dachui's mind - the Chenqiao Mutiny.
Didn't Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin wear a yellow robe in Chenqiao and launch a mutiny?
"Oh? This is Chenqiaoyi?" Wang Dachui asked in surprise.
"Yes, General, I wonder what's wrong with this place?" the soldier replied honestly.
Wang Dachui shook his head and didn't say anything. He just looked around at Chen Qiaoyi.
"A great place. This Chenqiaoyi is such a great place. Hundreds of thousands of troops can be stationed in such a flat place!"
"If there is a chance, I can arrange a yellow robe for Brother Yi here, and then he will not be able to give me the title of King Dangdang!"
Wang Dachui looked at the people around Chen Qiaoyi who kept giggling. Zhao Tiezhu didn't know what was worth laughing about.
"General?"
"General?"
Zhao Tiezhu carefully tested and asked: "Shall we go to Kyoto at a fast pace today, or..."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Dachui ordered: "If there are still twenty miles to go, then we can repair it here overnight. In addition, you can send a smarter person to the Prime Minister's Mansion with my name card of Li Feiyu, and say that you are kind and righteous." I will arrive in Kyoto early tomorrow morning and will pay my respects as soon as possible."
Zhao Tiezhu listened to the order and immediately ordered a clever man to fly towards Hanyang City in Kyoto.
That day, near dusk, a fast horse entered Hanyang City. After asking for the way, it went straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Not long after, the concierge of the Prime Minister's Mansion received a greeting card from a military envoy from Yongzhou.
Because Yan Song wanted to use Li Feiyu as a trump card, not many people knew about Yan Song's adoption of Li Feiyu as his adopted son.
The Prime Minister's Concierge was a third-rank official. In the past, the greeting invitations from soldiers and horses from this continent would not be discerned by the Prime Minister's Concierge.
But this military envoy was acting in the name of the prime minister's adopted son, which made the concierge Yan Tao, who was used to being arrogant in the past, hesitant to make up his mind.
Seeing this, the soldier who sent the message quickly took out a glass bead from his arms and stuffed it into the hand of Yan Tao, the gatekeeper.
When the prime minister's concierge saw the luster and color pattern of the glass bead, his eyes widened and his heart became even more happy. He did not expect that the Yongzhou military envoy would be so generous.
So Yan Tao took the name card and thought it was worth the scolding.
"You wait here, I will report to the Prime Minister for your lord." After saying that, he took Li Feiyu's name card and entered the inner courtyard. Before leaving, the concierge did not forget to take a few more glances at the glass bead in his hand. .
When the concierge entered the inner courtyard, Yan Song and his son were listening to the actors from the Sun family troupe singing in the backyard.
Only when the plot of the opera was not very exciting did Yan Tao dare to report in a low voice.
"Sir, there is an envoy from Yongzhou who claims to be your adopted son, Prime Minister, and sent a greeting card!"
When Yan Song heard this, his hand that was about to take the tea stopped.
"Oh? Call me wherever you are!"
Only then did Yan Tao, the porter, realize that the Yongzhou military envoy was really the adopted son of the prime minister. When he called the soldier back outside the palace gate, he returned the glass bead to him.
After learning that his eldest son Li Feiyu would arrive in Kyoto early tomorrow morning, Yan Song was so excited!
"Oh my, since my son Fengxian is coming, why didn't you send someone to deliver the letter earlier? If I had known, I would have arranged for someone to come and pick him up at Chenqiaoyi."
The clever soldier immediately replied: "The general is really thinking about you, the Prime Minister. He doesn't want the Prime Minister to worry about him!"
Yan Song nodded lightly, thought of another key question, and asked the soldier who sent the message: "I wonder what my son Fengxian looks like?"
The soldier looked back and thought for a moment, then replied: "General, he looks like a celestial being, like a god of war!"
He was able to withstand hundreds of thousands of Khitan and Xiongnu troops without breaking the city, and he looked like a celestial being. Yan Song wanted to see his adopted son as soon as possible. He quickly said excitedly: "Okay, okay, tomorrow morning I will go to the city gate in person to greet my son Fengxian."
Yan Song's son Yan Kuan, who was on the side, quickly warned: "Father, don't do it. If the imperial envoy sees you welcoming Brother Fengxian, won't it make people talk!"
"Furthermore, since ancient times, there has been an order of honor and inferiority. The king is the guide for the ministers, and the father is the guide for the son. There is no reason for a father to welcome his son in person."
Before, Yan Song just wanted to create an image of a courteous and virtuous corporal, so that his adopted son Li Feiyu would be very moved to see him greeting him. Now what his biological son Yan Kuan said was very reasonable to Yan Song.
After thinking for a while, Yan Song decided to use a compromise method and said to his son Yan Kuan: "Well, in that case, then tomorrow you can go to meet Fengxian outside the city on my behalf!"
Yan Kuan did not refuse and immediately accepted the order.
Yan Song was not worried at all about Li Feiyu.
In Yan Kuan's view, Li Feiyu was just a mangled dog attached to his family. Even if you have some skills, you can't escape the use of tool people in the end.
Yan Kuan knew clearly about his father Yan Song's ambition.
He knew that his father had been in the position of prime minister for decades, and he had long wanted to take a step further.
The reason why Yan Song treats Li Feiyu like this now is because of the military power in his hands.
Now that he has both civil servants and brave generals like Li Feiyu, as long as he makes some plans, it will not be easy to catch some people in the future.
When father Yan Song becomes the emperor, then he will be the prince.
As for Li Feiyu, he would most likely be taken out and beheaded by his father as a traitor seeking to usurp the throne to silence Youyou.
Therefore, Yan Kuan was very happy to go to greet Li Feiyu one mile outside the capital.
They just agreed to arrive early in the morning, but Yan Kuan waited until noon and there was still no sign of Li Feiyu.
The weather was excellent that day, the sun was shining brightly, and Yan Kuan could still feel the heat of the summer even in the pavilion. No matter how much the servants fanned him, they could not relieve his unbearable anxiety.
Just when Yan Kuan was waiting impatiently, a servant pointed forward and shouted: "Master, look quickly, is that General Li?"
Yan Kuan raised his head and looked forward, and there appeared a man riding a tall horse, with golden armor on his body and a silver spear in his hand, riding leisurely.
Although he couldn't see the appearance of the person coming, Yan Kuan knew in his heart that it was his cheap sworn brother--Li Feiyu.
