In the brief moment when the two looked at each other, there was an undercurrent. I don't know how many twists and turns of thoughts intertwined in that split second.

It was obvious that both the teacher and the student wanted to say something, but after careful consideration, they did not dare to rush forward.

Yan Sikong knew that Yan Zilian no longer trusted him, and he could also see that he was more inclined towards Feng Ye, but since their goals were roughly the same, it didn't matter for the time being.

However, he was trying to guess Yan Zilian's thoughts, and Yan Zilian was also trying to guess his, which was really troublesome.

Yan Sikong paused and asked: "Teacher, are you afraid that Prince Jingyuan will disobey your order?"

"I have a worry, and your Majesty also has a worry." Yan Zilian said, "So your Majesty asked me to persuade the general to be appointed."

Yan Sikong threw the difficult question back: "Teacher, do you really want to persuade General Feng to obey the order?"

Yan Zilian shook his head: "We can't let Xie Zhongren succeed."

"In that case, let's work together to find a way to change His Majesty's mind."

Yan Zilian sighed, "It's difficult."

"Teacher...do you have any good ideas?" Yan Sikong asked cautiously.

Yan Zilian was silent for a long time: "The best compromise is probably for Datong to reduce its military by 100,000 and resolutely not to deploy troops."

"Teacher, is this really a compromise? This is completely damaging. If this is true, we will have no capital to fight against the eunuchs."

"So what can you do?"

Yan Sikong put his hands into his sleeves, sat upright in front, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Go ahead, I can see it in your eyes. Just say whatever you want to say, or...what did Feng Ye reveal to you?"

Hearing this, Yan Sikong shook his head: "The student has a plan, but he dare not tell anyone. Even if he just thinks about it in his mind, he trembles."

"What's the plan?"

Yan Sikong stood up, knelt heavily in front of Yan Zilian, bowed his head and body to the ground, and whispered: "If the student tells it, it will be a great rebellion, and this plan is very dangerous. Once it fails, the whole game will be lost. Can the teacher treat the student's nonsense and not punish the student?"

Yan Zilian stood up and helped Yan Sikong up from the ground. He sighed, "It's already this late. How can I punish you? There are only you and me here. You are my disciple. If you commit treason, I can't escape the blame either. Just tell me."

Yan Sikong took a deep breath, his face pale, this is not fake, he said in a low voice: "Your Majesty is kind and kind, not a suspicious person by nature. The reason why he is so jealous of Prince Jingyuan is because of Xie Zhongren's slander. If it weren't for Concubine Wen's constant pillow talk, Your Majesty would not have disobeyed the Queen Mother's wishes. The reason why the court is in the current situation is all because of the treacherous and corrupt officials. As long as the treacherous and corrupt officials are eliminated, the prosperity of our Great Sheng, where peace and prosperity reign and all nations come to pay tribute, will surely return."

Yan Zilian nodded solemnly.

"But this gang of traitors is deeply favored by the emperor. Even if we repeatedly clip the wings of the eunuch party, as long as the emperor's favor is still there, we can't shake its foundation. At present, we can't find a good opportunity to defeat him, but he has forced us into a corner. I'm afraid it won't work to use ordinary means to eliminate traitors and evil."

"So what you mean is..."

"Kill him." Yan Sikong's tone was filled with murderous intent.

Yan Zilian shook his head. "He is in the heavily guarded palace, and is protected by experts when he enters and leaves. It is extremely difficult to kill him. Do you think we haven't sent assassins? It's useless."

"It's not an assassination attempt. Even if the assassination attempt succeeded, he would be killed, but the eunuchs' party would still be there. Your Majesty must issue an order to punish him and round up all his party members and wipe them out in one fell swoop."

"How could Your Majesty kill him?"

Yan Sikong took a deep breath and said, "His Majesty is going to hold a winter hunt at the Royal Hunting Ground..."

Yan Zilian's eyes widened.

Yan Sikong paused and looked at Yan Zilian quietly.

Yan Zilian turned his back and paced back and forth in the room for a few steps: "Go on."

"During the winter hunt, your majesty will take him away from the imperial city. According to the custom in previous years, only 5,000 garrisons will be brought. During the Maweiyi mutiny, Emperor Xuanzong of Tang killed Yang Guozhong and forced the imperial concubine to death to save the Li family's kingdom. We can also follow suit and ask your majesty to kill Xie Zhongren, who brought disaster to the country and the people and deceived the emperor and fawned on the superiors!"

Yan Sikong finished speaking in one breath, his whole body chilled. He knew that every word he uttered would bring disaster to his clan or cause a great event that would go down in history.

Moreover, he also deceived Yan Zilian.

If Yan Zilian agreed after weighing the pros and cons, and Feng Jianping was the one who led the army, it would not only kill Xie Zhongren, but also force this tyrant to give up the throne!

He knew that Yan Zilian would never agree to abdicate, but without Yan Zilian's help, nothing could be done. Now it all depended on whether Yan Zilian would believe him.

Yan Zilian's two eyebrows, which were mixed with gray and white, were almost twisted into a line. His face looked heavy and even sweat appeared on his forehead.

Yan Sikong also looked at him nervously.

After a while, Yan Zilian whispered, "Have you discussed this matter with Feng Ye?"

Yan Sikong shook his head decisively: "No one dares to say anything about the students."

Yan Zilian said sternly: "What if General Feng disagrees? That would be bad, as he would be cursed for eternity as a traitor."

"Student... I'm not sure." Yan Sikong felt his palms were wet and his heart was pounding, but he didn't dare show it on his face. Yan Zilian's last sentence was to test whether Feng Jianping could take the opportunity to usurp the throne.

Yan Zilian paced again. The old minister of the two dynasties, who was usually calm and composed, now seemed very anxious.

Yan Sikong stood aside, not daring to make a sound.

He knew that success or failure depended on this one move.

Yan Zilian turned around abruptly and said through gritted teeth: "If, if you and Feng Ye can convince General Feng... then come find me."

Yan Sikong was so excited that he trembled all over. He knelt on the ground again and said in a trembling voice: "Teacher, no matter what the outcome is, a hundred years later, history will not let you down for your loyalty!"

Yan Zilian's eyes were slightly moist: "I am willing to sacrifice my reputation before and after my death, and I only wish to return the peaceful and prosperous era to Dasheng."

Yan Sikong kowtowed three times to Yan Zilian, expressing his guilt towards him. Then, he raised his head, stood up, and with a resolute and cold look, he slowly walked out.