In Hemingyuan, Grandma Zhong and Fang Jinbao were worriedly guarding the door of the study.
Yan Fuguang sat behind the desk with a sullen face, looking in a bad mood.
Before going to guard the border, he also thought about coming back. In order to find out the cause of Concubine Zhao's death, he had to come back.
But he never thought that these days after returning would make him feel so tormented.
On the surface, his father felt sorry for him, and his words were full of concern. In fact, Yan Fuguang knew that his father was definitely not innocent in the death of his mother and concubine.
Liang Fei buried his head and walked to the study. He was not surprised to see two door gods at the door. He nodded and prepared to go in.
Fang Jinbao grabbed him and said, "His Highness is angry. You can go in later."
Liang Fei paused, then stood next to Fang Jinbao. The prince's temper was not very good, and he didn't want to get into trouble at this time.
Yan Fuguang was upset and happened to hear rustling sounds outside the door.
"Get in." There was obvious anger hidden in the cold tone.
Liang Fei hurriedly rolled in, saluted and reported: "Your Majesty, King Qi has invited you to relax at his village on the outskirts of the city."
King Yan Changfeng of Qi is the second son of Emperor Xihe. His mother-in-law is the current Concubine Chen. His grandfather Chen Mingyuan is a pavilion elder. His background is not bad. However, Yan Changfeng has never been interested in government affairs. He is obsessed with romance, wanton and romantic, and has even become a figure praised by everyone in the capital.
"By the way, King Qi said that the prince, King Duan and King Heng are all going."
Yan Fuguang always finds it hard to refuse a brother gathering.
It has been a year since he returned to Beijing. In fact, the five brothers rarely get together.
He has a cold personality and has average relationships with other people. Compared with strangers, his relationship is more about blood ties.
Only Yan Changfeng showed a lot of enthusiasm for him, as if he really treated him as a brother and would always call him if there was any good thing.
Three days later, Yan Fuguang rode to the outskirts of the city.
Not long after he left the city gate, he met two younger brothers who were bickering in a carriage.
Prince Heng Yan Qinghuai is the youngest and always chirping. Yan Fuguang is in a bad mood every time he sees him.
What a coincidence, Yan Qinghuai was not happy to see Yan Fuguang.
He didn't notice that Yan Fuguang was not far behind the carriage. He held Duan Wang Yan Qingzhou's hand and complained loudly: "Fourth brother, do you think Third Brother is strange? I obviously didn't mess with you that day." He, why is he staring at me! If my second brother hadn't spoken out today, I would never have come!"
Yan Qingzhou has a gentle temper towards others, but he happens to be interested in quarreling with his youngest brother.
"It's not that you don't know what Third Brother's temperament is. He dislikes making noise the most in his life." After saying that, he glanced at Yan Qinghuai meaningfully, and his meaning was obvious.
Yan Qinghuai said angrily: "Third brother, third brother, you are the biggest loser of third brother! If you still speak for him, aren't we the best!"
The conversation was too childish. Yan Fuguang looked back lightly and galloped past the carriage.
The servants of Prince Duan's Mansion and Prince Heng's Mansion said "Your Highness, Prince Jin" one after another. Yan Qingzhou opened the car window and saw the back of Yan Fuguang's galloping horse. He raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the blushing Yan Qing with interest. Huai.
"Third, will Third Brother hear what I said?" Yan Qinghuai swallowed, feeling unsure.
Yan Qingzhou asked funnyly: "What do you think?"
Yan Qinghuai suddenly collapsed on the couch and kept wailing: "It's over..."
What an unlucky thing it is to be heard saying bad things about someone behind their back.
The person who was chattering in the carriage just now sat down with his legs bent. From time to time, he glanced at Yan Fuguang, who was wearing a black dark patterned robe and had a strong temperament, feeling uneasy in his heart.
Yan Changfeng laughed at Yan Qinghuai: "Don't you usually do evil things like a little tiger? Even my father can't do anything to you, so why are you like a cowering mouse today?"
Yan Qinghuai was upset, but he didn't dare to make a mistake in front of Yan Fuguang, so he had to endure the bad breath and angrily drank half a pot of tea specially prepared by Yan Changfeng.
Yan Fuguang didn't even give him an extra glance from the beginning to the end.
In this way, Yan Qing Huai'an sat peacefully.
Prince Yan Xianzhi came late, wearing an apricot-yellow python robe and sat down directly at the main seat. After saying a few words, he looked at Yan Fuguang, who was sitting on the right.
"I heard that third brother and father had some quarrels again? Well, third brother, it's true for you too. Father has not been in good health these years, so you should be considerate and considerate."
It's obviously a persuasion, but in reality it's gloating.
The other three people present had seen such scenes frequently.
Yan Fuguang and Yan Xianzhi had been at odds since they were young, because when Yan Fuguang was born, it was during the period when Concubine Zhao was in great favor. It is said that Emperor Xihe did not establish a prince at that time, so he decided to leave the crown prince position to Yan Fuguang. Thoughts.
Later, it was Empress Xu and her mother's clan who joined forces with the court officials to put pressure on Yan Xianzhi and promoted him to the position of crown prince.
After this incident, Yan Xianzhi also had feelings for Yan Fuguang, which was one of the reasons why the five brothers rarely got together.
Only Yan Changfeng was older and seemed a little calmer.
The two youngest brothers, Yan Qingzhou and Yan Qinghuai, could only bow their heads silently and dare not speak out every time they met the prince and the third brother in the ring.
"The third brother is already indifferent. After four years in the border area, his hands have been stained with a lot of blood and lives, and his aura is even more terrifying." Yan Xianzhi said leisurely, "But no matter what, you should not lose your temper with your father. .”
Yan Fuguang is not even afraid of Xi and Di, let alone takes Yan Xianzhi seriously. Normally in such a quarrel, he would never back down and admit defeat.
With a click, the azure porcelain cup shattered, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Yan Fuguang stared at Yan Xianzhi with sharp eyes and a mocking arc on his lips: "Is this how His Highness the Crown Prince views the soldiers who protect the family and the country?"
Sacrificing one's life for the country, using the blood of the enemy and the lives of one's own people to maintain the stability of the border, fell into his mouth, as if it was something shady.
Yan Xianzhi realized that he had made a mistake, but he could not lose his momentum. He kept a cold face and said, "The third brother is still as articulate as before. He is best at deliberately misinterpreting Gu's words."
Yan Fuguang tugged at the corner of his mouth: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is worried about my relationship with my father. There is really no need. If you have the leisure, take care of the people under you and don't end up in the Ministry of Punishment one by one."
Yan Xianzhi's face darkened. Ever since Yan Fuguang returned to the capital and went to the Ministry of Punishments to take charge, someone under his command would go in every three to five days. In serious cases, there would be no chance of coming out.
When the war started, Yan Xianzhi couldn't bear it any longer and stood up by slapping the table: "Yan Fuguang, don't go too far!"
Yan Changfeng looked around and saw that the two shivering brothers were really pitiful. As an elder brother, he couldn't bear it, "Well... Your Highness, the third brother, let's talk it over... I scared the children..."
Yan Xianzhi blushed with anger, but Yan Fuguang remained calm.
In such a strange atmosphere, Liang Fei came to Yan Fuguang's side, leaned over and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, the emperor invited you to come to the palace. He said that the imperial dining room had prepared some new dishes, and he wanted you to come too. Taste it.”
There was no discord between father and son. Even if they had a few quarrels, Emperor Xihe was still a fatherly person. But this is difficult for some people, jumping up and down like a clown.
Yan Xianzhi clenched his fists and left angrily.
