Chapter 3657: A few more words
Zhu Feng looked back at her and said with a smile, "This next one has something to do with you."
Nan Yan lowered her eyelids and said nothing.
Of course she knew that the next thing was related to her. Although she just glanced at it briefly, she saw the familiar name at first glance, and that was what Zhu Feng was going to talk about at the moment.
"Yan Ye..."
I don’t know if it was intentional, but these two words came out of Zhu Feng’s mouth with a different meaning. He chuckled again and said, “Your brother Ye.”
Ever since entering the grassland, or rather, ever since Zhu Feng's health started to deteriorate, Nan Yan had spoken softly to him, and every word she said was meant to coax him. But when she heard these three words, the thorns all over her body that had been smoothed out a long time ago suddenly stood up again.
She rolled her eyes at Zhu Feng and said coldly, "His last name isn't Zhu. Why does the Emperor always refer to him as 'brother'? What kind of brother is he?"
Saying this in front of the emperor is utter deception.
But Zhu Feng just smiled, his expression rarely looking so good. He squinted his eyes at Nan Yan and said with a smile, "I was just trying to imitate you, but how come I got so angry? At your age, you're still so rude."
Nan Yan said coldly: "The emperor is so magnanimous, but he is always thinking about him all day long?"
Zhu Feng said, "I'm not hanging on to him for my own sake."
“…”
"I am doing this for the world."
When it comes to the "world", Nan Yan naturally cannot make any comments. She just snorted lightly, then suppressed her angry look and said softly: "What arrangements does the emperor have for him?"
Zhu Feng said, "Yan Ye is a man of extraordinary talent. If I leave such a person unused, it would be a sin for me as the emperor."
Nan Yan said: "But he made it very clear before he left that he didn't want to be involved in these things anymore."
Zhu Feng snorted coldly and said, "A talent born in heaven must be put to good use. There is always someone to do things in this world. God created him this way so that he can do great things. If he doesn't do it, he will disappoint God and himself. Since this is the case, it is not up to him to decide whether to do it or not. Besides-"
Nan Yan looked at him: "What else?"
Zhu Feng said, "Besides, Monk has been sending people to Xichuan non-stop for years, and he's never considered letting him go, let alone Xiu Yun. This time, I'm risking my life to force Monk to death, which will also solve his worries. I can't let such a big 'favor' go to waste."
His words were somewhat cruel, but also full of gangster style.
Nan Yan gave a bitter laugh and said, "The Emperor is using every possible means to use him. I'm afraid he will change his name and hide from the court."
Zhu Feng said, "Even if a needle is in a bag, its talent will stand out. A person like him will still stand out even if he changes his appearance, not to mention his name. There's no need to worry about not finding him."
“…”
"The court needs people like this."
Although Nan Yan had just said that she didn't want to listen or care, but now that it had come to this, she couldn't help but listen. She frowned slightly and said softly, "Then, how does the emperor plan to use him?"
Zhu Feng was silent for a moment, then said, "Xichuan...Xichuan is very special."
“…”
"Before the world is in chaos, Shu will be in chaos first. Even after the world is at peace, Shu will be difficult to pacify. The person who governs Xichuan needs to have a long-term vision and great skills."
Nan Yan's heart was slightly moved, but she said calmly: "The emperor doesn't trust Liu Yueze?"
Zhu Feng smiled faintly and said, "If I didn't trust him, I wouldn't have let him go to Shu."
"That's—"
"He has made an indelible contribution to the prosperity of Shu, but this all depends on the prosperity of the entire world. If there is any disturbance between the world and Shu, Liu Yueze's skills will not be enough."
Nan Yan nodded slightly and said, "He is a scholar after all."
She thought for a moment and said, "How does the emperor plan to use him?"
Zhu Feng panted slightly and whispered, "I have left a royal decree for the Crown Prince in the capital, appointing Yan Ye as the Grand Administrator of Yizhou and conferring his wife a second-rank imperial title, hereditary."
"Hereditary succession?"
Nan Yan repeated these four words and couldn't help but sneered, "The emperor is thoughtful."
Zhu Feng said, "As for when this imperial decree will be issued, it's up to the Crown Prince to decide. If he doesn't cultivate well, no matter how many people and things I give him, it will be useless."
Nan Yan said, "Oh."
As if sensing Nan Yan's fading mood, Zhu Feng slowly stood up with some difficulty and looked back at her. Seeing that her expression was also indifferent, Zhu Feng understood and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Did I offend you again?"
Nan Yan glanced at him but didn't respond. She just looked up at the door and muttered, "Why are Ying Shao and the others so slow? They said they would send something over, but it's been so long and they still haven't delivered it."
Zhu Feng smiled and said, "If you have something to say that makes you unhappy, just say it. It doesn't look like you're holding it in, and it makes me uncomfortable watching you."
Nan Yan then looked at him again, but there was no anger on her face. She just looked at Zhu Feng with a half-smile and said, "I have nothing to be unhappy about. It's just that Your Majesty is overthinking it."
Zhu Feng said, "It's not that I'm overthinking it, I just wrote a few extra words on the imperial edict."
“…”
This time, the words had already reached Nan Yan's lips.
Finally unable to resist, she looked up at Zhu Feng and said, "The imperial edicts all contain matters of national importance. Whether there are more or less words is entirely up to the emperor. Even if there are a few extra words, it is because the emperor is thoughtful and concerned about his old friend. How dare I say anything more?"
Zhu Feng finally couldn't help laughing.
It's just that his breathing was uneven, and this smile brought on another cough. Nan Yan hurriedly reached out to support him, wanting him to lean back on her, but Zhu Feng waved his hand away, still holding up his body with one hand on the bed. His cheeks were red, and the corners of his eyes were also red. He looked at Nan Yan and smiled, "You've been so cautious these days, as if you were afraid that a harsh word would crush me. It makes me uncomfortable to see you like this. It's only like this that I'm more like you."
Nan Yan was so angry that her eyes turned red. She glared at him and said, "Your Majesty, do you really enjoy seeing me angry?"
Zhu Feng smiled and said, "This is the real you."
As he spoke, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and slowly leaned back on Nan Yan, saying weakly: "I don't like to see you angry, I like to see you as you are."
Hearing his somewhat confusing words, Nan Yan couldn't help laughing.
She reached out and hugged Zhu Feng, one hand even going around his thin waist to cover the back of his hand, as if to protect him. Then she leaned close to Zhu Feng's ear and whispered softly, "Your Majesty, are these extra strokes you wrote to make up for the regrets of that year?"
Zhu Feng frowned when he heard this.
"What regret?"
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