Yan Sikong secretly went to find She Jun.

He was worried that if Fengye could not escape from the capital, it would hinder King Jingyuan's actions, so he had to leave another escape route behind Fengye's escape route to ensure Fengye's safety.

When She Jun saw him, he was not surprised, but he still couldn't help but mock him: "What a rare guest, Lord Yan, didn't you say that it's best for us not to meet? For your little prince, you are willing to do anything."

"You know why I came to see you." There was no doubt in this sentence, and Yan Sikong's tone was very firm.

"Of course, everyone in the court is wondering whether Prince Jingyuan will return to the capital. If he doesn't," She Jun narrowed his eyes, "that would be Sima Zhao's intention. You came to me because you are afraid that Feng Ye will be trapped in the capital as a hostage."

"Can you help me?" Yan Sikong asked directly.

She Zhun said in a deep voice: "Do you really want to rebel?"

Yan Sikong said expressionlessly: "What if I want to?"

She Jun took a deep breath and said, "I am getting more and more confused about you. Don't you understand that you have always acted in secret to succeed time and time again? If you really participate in the rebellion, what kind of trouble can you cause with just a small sixth-rank official like you?"

Yan Sikong said proudly: "My wisdom plus the Feng family's military strength can overthrow the world."

"But this matter is too risky. If you make a mistake, not only will you lose your chance of revenge, but you will also lose your life."

"But if it succeeds, I will let the eunuchs deal with it as they please."

They stared at each other, secretly trying to find doubt in each other's eyes, but they didn't find any flaws.

Finally, She Jun compromised. He sneered, "You have always been a lunatic."

Yan Sikong smiled grimly: "Those who steal hooks will be executed, and those who steal a country will be made a marquis. I have done many things that have cost me my head, and this is not the only one. Are you afraid?"

"What am I afraid of?" She Zhun snorted. "I am a cunning rabbit with three burrows. I will always find a way to save my life. If this really happens, should your young master really make me a marquis?"

"It's a deal."

"Tell me what you want me to do."

"Feng Ye said that when he returned to Beijing a few years ago, he had already left a backup plan for himself. If anything goes wrong, he will flee the capital immediately. But I am worried. I want you to make some preparations as well to ensure that he can leave Beijing smoothly, no matter what method you use."

She Jun shrugged his shoulders and said, "You've found the right person. I have already dug a secret passage for myself to escape from the golden cicada shell, which leads directly to a house outside the city. There are fast horses and traps there. But the secret passage is not very close to the Jingyuan Palace, and it is almost halfway across the city."

"We'll act accordingly. Draw the location of the secret passage for me."

She Jun turned and went into the bedroom. After a while, he took out a palm-sized piece of cowhide and handed it to Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong took a look, remembered it in his heart, and returned the cowhide to him.

"What will you do if Feng Ye leaves?"

"Everyone now thinks that Feng Ye and I have fallen out. As long as we don't expose ourselves, we will be safe for the time being. I will support him in the capital, and great things will be accomplished." Yan Sikong looked at She Jun, "When the time comes, I will need you and your men to deliver a letter for us."

She Jun showed a cynical smile: "It seems that I have to make great achievements. Just being a marquis is not enough."

"As long as you succeed, I guarantee you will enjoy endless glory and wealth throughout your life."

She Zhun burst into laughter, but there was no smile in his eyes: "If it doesn't work, I won't let you drag me down."

Yan Sikong said calmly: "Don't worry."

The two discussed some details to ensure that everything went smoothly. Yan Sikong planned to tell Feng Ye about this next time. Although Feng Ye was inexplicably hostile to She Jun, She Jun was very reliable in most of the time. It was never a bad thing to have an extra way out.

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The autumn rain brings a chill. The capital has been raining for more than ten days. Even at noon, the sky is gray. The chill that seems to penetrate the bones is even more terrifying than the cold winter.

Yan Sikong kept hearing news from all sides, which vassal prince had already set off, which vassal prince was about to arrive in Beijing, and because there was no news about Prince Jingyuan for a long time, the rumors became more and more rampant, to the point of alarming people, causing panic among the people.

Now, the princes from all over the country are about to arrive in the capital one after another. If Emperor Zhaowu calls for the emperor to return to the capital, there is no reason for them to disobey. On the one hand, they are forcing Feng Jianping to return to the court, and on the other hand, they are ready to deal with Feng Jianping's uprising. Such strategy and scheming are chilling.

Yan Sikong deeply felt that he had underestimated Xie Zhongren. This bastard was not only good at flattering his superiors, forming factions to attack dissidents, and abusing power for money, but he was also an expert at playing political games. No wonder even Yan Zilian had not been able to defeat him over the years.

Time passed in such anxiety. Yan Si waited in vain for several days and could not sleep or eat, so he ordered Ali to quietly inform Xue Bo and let Feng Ye come to see him as soon as possible. On the one hand, he wanted to find out whether King Jingyuan had made any moves, and on the other hand, he wanted to tell Feng Ye about She Jun's secret passage.

But Feng Ye had not come to see him for a long time. Perhaps he was secretly busy sorting out the family property, settling several relatives and many servants. If Feng Ye ran away, these people would have to leave it to fate.

It was not until half a month after the imperial edict was issued that Feng Ye sneaked into Yan Sikong's mansion late at night.

“Feng Ye!” Yan Sikong hurried over to greet him. Seeing his pale face and deep eyes, he had a very bad feeling in his heart, “Why did you come to see me just now? I…”

"My father is going back to Beijing." Feng Ye enunciated these words one by one, gritting his teeth.

Yan Sikong froze, a chill running up from his feet to his head: "Wha...what?"

"He has already left." Feng Ye said in a deep voice, "He said that the Feng family has been loyal for three generations and would never be a traitor. He wants to return to the capital to clear his name."

"What a mess!" Yan Sikong yelled out of control. He felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and his mind was blank.

Feng Ye stared at the ground with empty eyes: "Maybe... we are worrying too much. My father is the governor of Datong and has made great military achievements. Anyone who harms him will be spit on by the world."

Yan Sikong sat down in the chair with weak legs. For a long time, both of them were speechless.

You could hear a pin drop in the room. This suffocating silence lasted for a long time before Yan Sikong slowly recovered from the shock and huge disappointment. He calmed down and said, "It's useless to say anything now. Since His Highness has already left for Beijing, let's make plans for his return."

He felt as if he was falling into a bottomless pit, and the premonition that everything was out of control was terrifying. Although this was only his guess, he was accustomed to preparing for the worst and considering things more thoroughly.

Although he was angry at Feng Jianping's blind loyalty, he also knew that there were few ministers in this world who were as treasonous and shameless as him. It was not someone like him who could bring long-term peace and stability to the world. He was an ambitious man who would do anything to achieve his goals. He admired Feng Jianping, although he believed in his heart that Feng Jianping had taken a big wrong step.

Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong, suppressing the fear in his eyes with determination: "Kong'er, I won't let anything happen to my father."

Yan Sikong pressed his weakened legs, walked towards Feng Ye, gently held his hand, and comforted him: "I know, I think too much and always like to think the worst. Maybe we really worry too much."

Feng Ye forced a smile and held him in his arms: "My Feng family still has 300,000 troops in Datong. How can we be easily shaken? If an enemy comes, we will stop him with our generals; if a flood comes, we will block it with earth. As long as we are together, we will be invincible."

Yan Sikong took a deep breath, hugged him back tightly, suppressed the worries in his heart, and said "hmm" softly.