Outside Taiqian Hall, there was a steady drizzle.
King Yan Feng Wenyan stood alone at the foot of the hall, like a guilty minister asking for forgiveness.
Zhao Tai stood in the distance with a worried look on his face.
When he just greeted Feng Wenyan in Xicheng, His Highness Prince Yan said that he wanted to enter the palace and wait to see the emperor after the dynasty was over. Who knew that this so-called "wait" was actually waiting outside the main hall, in the rain? wait.
That was all, Feng Wenyan refused to let Zhao Tai notify the guards outside the main hall to inform the emperor, saying he did not want to delay the start of the court.
Who is Zhao Tai? He is the best among human beings. After a moment's thought, he knew that something was wrong. Something serious was going on. Just look at Feng Wenyan's death. It was obvious that he was throwing a tantrum and suffered a huge blow. As if aggrieved.
It's just that Zhao Tai is puzzled. How did the palace provoke Prince Yan's mansion? Why is His Highness Prince Yan doing this?
This is the difference between a real big shot in the court and an ordinary official. If it were other ministers, they would have wanted to come and eat melon on the spot.
Zhao Tai is not like that. Artest keeps thinking and worrying.
The Prince of Yan's Mansion has guarded the gates of the Western Regions for generations. Compared with Nanguan, which relied on the military, the Western Region relied on the lineage of Prince Yan's Mansion. Wherever Prince Yan's Mansion is, the wall will be there. The King of Yan is in the Western Regions, just like the emperor is in the palace. The Western Region without King Yan is like a palace without the Emperor, just a decoration.
The rain was getting heavier, and Zhao Tai had already been soaked by the rain. He was wet from the inside out. The little eunuch stood beside him, holding an oil umbrella, and was at a loss.
In the rain, King Yan Feng Wenyan still stood there like a javelin, letting the wind and rain hit him.
Zhao Tai is becoming more and more anxious, and the days are like years. It is only now that the fourth hour has passed, and the morning is only half over.
Gritting his teeth, Artai walked towards King Yan and gave a heavy salute.
"The wind and rain are blowing hard, and it will take a long time to go to the morning court. I kindly ask Your Majesty, Prince Yan, to go to the inner prison to rest for a while."
"Thank you for your concern, Sir Zhao. Xiao Wang will be waiting outside the hall. Sir, you have worked hard and there is no need to accompany Xiao Wang."
With his hands behind his back and his head slightly bowed, he stood in the wind and rain, his voice was calm, and King Yan's face was also calm, calm and stubborn.
Zhao Tai smiled bitterly and said: "Why is His Highness King Yan like this? Although I..."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Wenyan raised his head, his tone still calm: "I said, just wait outside the palace."
Zhao Tai was slightly startled.
King Yan's self-proclaimed title has changed from "little king" to "this king". If he, Zhao Tai, continues to force Lai Lai, he will be disrespectful.
Anyone else would have been bored and could basically get out. Zhao Tai is none other than Atai, who is also the Minister of Zhongshu Province. Today, he is one of the big bosses from the three provinces who welcomed King Yan on behalf of the palace.
"Since His Highness King Yan insists on doing this, I have no choice but to accompany you again."
When Zhao Tai said this, his voice changed: "I'm just curious about why Your Highness wants to anger the Emperor."
"wrong!"
Feng Wenyan suddenly smiled, raised the corners of his mouth, looked up at the Taiqian Palace, and said word by word: "It's the emperor who angered me."
Zhao Tai's brain buzzed, and he shouted subconsciously: "This is in the palace, King Yan, don't make any mistakes!"
It can be said that based on what Feng Wenyan just said, it would be no problem for Zhao Tai to shout and ask the guards to come over and chop him into meat paste. What he said is not much different from "I want to rebel". How domineering, how arrogant, and how desperate he is to seek death.
"Mr. Zhao occupies an important position. He is a minister and minister. He is no different from the three princes. He was also the head of the official department. I would like to ask you, in my palace, Prince Yan..."
Feng Wenyan's smile became even colder: "I am a member of Prince Yan's family, are you loyal?"
Zhao Tai replied without hesitation: "Zhongji."
"I am a member of Prince Yan's family, are you brave?"
"Yongji."
"I am Prince Yan's Mansion, good or bad."
"Liangji."
"Well, since I, the Prince of Yan, are loyal to the country, brave in battle, and kind-hearted, I would like to ask Mr. Zhao, the court, and His Majesty..."
Feng Wenyan narrowed his eyes: "What threat does Prince Yan's Mansion pose to the country?"
"What does His Highness Prince Yan mean by these words?" Zhao Tai was confused: "Who said that Prince Yan's palace is disloyal to the country?"
Feng Wenyan did not speak immediately, but just stared at Zhao Tai for a long while, then withdrew his gaze and lowered his head again.
"It seems that Mr. Zhao doesn't know the inside story."
"Inside story?"
Seeing Zhao Tai's questioning, Feng Wenyan said calmly: "Since Mr. Zhao doesn't know, it is the palace's intention. Since it is the palace's intention, it is not easy for me to talk in detail with Mr. Zhao, and to avoid provoking Mr. Zhao." Disaster."
Zhao Tai's expression changed again and again.
Change it to the situation before, change it to last year, and say that more family mottos are better than less things. Zhao Tai must have retreated. He roughly understood what was going on. It seemed that the palace was dissatisfied with Prince Yan's palace because of some actions, so that King Yan was extremely dissatisfied with the palace.
Since the matter was caused by the palace, Zhao Tai would definitely not want to ask any more questions.
But things are different now. Now Zhao Tai is not the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, nor is he Zhao Tai of the Zhao family who only thinks about his family. He is a Shizhong, a Shizhong who thinks about the country.
After giving another salute, Zhao Tailang said: "The Tian family has no private affairs, and the lineage of Prince Yan's house is even more important to the stability of the Western Region of our Great Zhou Dynasty. I am a minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty, how can I turn a deaf ear and ignore it? I hope His Highness King Yan will inform you of the details."
"Oh, then if I tell you, Master Zhao can seek justice for me?"
Zhao Tai resolutely said: "If the palace is wrong, I will naturally speak out and remonstrate with my life."
"How brave!"
A look of surprise flashed across Prince Yan's face. He didn't expect that the Lord Attendant would be so strong-willed. He nodded slightly and said, "It has nothing to do with His Majesty. I am looking for..."
Having said this, Feng Wenyan gritted his teeth and said: "What we are looking for is the man who wields the sword of the Son of Heaven, Han You!"
Zhao Tai was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of sudden realization.
"Farewell."
With a "goodbye", Zhao Tai turned around and left, one without any nostalgia, one with a prompt decision, and one without taking a single cloud with him.
Feng Wenyan was dumbfounded, looking at Zhao Tai's leaving figure with a confused look on his face.
What do you mean, Emperor, you dare to speak out, but once you say that it has nothing to do with the Emperor, I mainly want to cause trouble for Han You, so you just... say goodbye?
Artest really left, his feet jumping faster and faster, as if Yan Wang Feng Wenyan had an infectious disease.
I have to say that Zhao Tai is still very smart.
If the Son of Heaven and Lao Ba offend Prince Yan's Mansion, it is normal for Zhao Tai, as a servant, to say a few words. At his level, it can be said that the monarch and his ministers are in harmony with each other and assist each other. Lao Ba is wrong. He must say, This is the duty of a minister of his level.
However, if it was related to Han You, Zhao Tai felt that it would be better to have one less thing than one more thing. There was no need to pull this nonsense.
Looking at Zhao Tai's leaving figure, King Yan Feng Wenyan sneered.
"Sure enough, as the sour scholar said, people with the surname Han already covered the sky with one hand in the Zhou Dynasty!"
