In the middle of the night, Yan Sikong was suddenly awakened. He muttered "Feng Ye" unconsciously, turned over and tried to fall asleep again.

He shook his hand and paused, but became even more violent, and at the same time he scolded in a low voice: "Nanyu, wake up!"

Hearing this name, Yan Sikong suddenly shuddered. He struggled to open his eyes a little, and saw a familiar handsome face through his blurred vision. Yes, the only person who would call him by this name was...

She Jun had a cold expression on his face. He pulled him up from the bed and said sarcastically, "You don't forget to call your little prince even when you are asleep. You really have deep feelings for him."

Yan Sikong had completely sobered up. He wiped his face vigorously and said in a hoarse voice, "No one has noticed you, right?"

"How many people can find me?" She Jun said unhappily.

"...Don't call me by that name anymore." Yan Sikong said. "Nanyu" was a pseudonym he used back then. It was not until he was about to take the imperial examination that he told She Zhun his real name.

"Lord Yan." Commander She threw a heavy bag into his arms, "You should be able to use it."

Yan Sikong opened the bundle, which contained dozens of manuscripts, official documents, and letters from Ge Zhong and Chen Huan. He looked at these things and fell into deep thought.

She Jun crossed his legs and sat in the chair: "It was because of you that I stayed in Jingzhou for three full months. How are you going to thank me in the future?"

"I will definitely thank you very much." Yan Sikong said calmly.

A trace of anger flashed in She Jun's eyes: "You and that young master are probably inseparable, right? How come a cold-blooded person like you is tempted?"

Yan Sikong rubbed his sleepy eyes and said nonchalantly: "In all these years, I have never made any mistakes. What are you worried about? I have my own plans."

"That's better." She Jun snorted coldly, "Don't let him ruin our plans."

Yan Sikong asked: "How is Ge Zhong? Is he really sick?"

"He is ill, but he doesn't look like he will die."

"Isn't it a pity for him to die of illness?" Yan Sikong secretly held the manuscript tightly, his eyes cold and vicious, "I want him to pay back double for everything my father suffered in the past."

She Zhun said coldly: "Take this opportunity to get rid of that bastard as well."

"No." Yan Sikong shook his head. "It's easy to deal with Ge Zhong alone this time, but Xie Zhongren is far away in the capital, and he has deep influence in the court and many followers. If he is dragged into this, the matter will be thoroughly investigated. By then, the thief will be so cunning that he will prove Ge Zhong innocent, and I will be helpless."

A fierce look flashed across She Jun's face. He took a deep breath and asked, "What should I do?"

"This time, we are only targeting Ge Zhong, but we need to reveal in the letter that Xie Zhongren may have known about Chen Huan's rebellion in advance. Then, in order to protect himself, the eunuch will definitely add insult to injury to Ge Zhong, and the emperor will also be somewhat suspicious and dissatisfied with the eunuch."

She Jun remained silent.

Yan Sikong looked at She Zhun with a cold and resolute gaze: "She Zhun, there is no way I will let Xie Zhongren go, but the time is not right now, so we can't make a move."

She Zhun nodded: "I'll listen to you."

Yan Sikong got out of bed and said, "After I leave tomorrow, you will put the things on the table into Ge Zhong and Chen Huan's mansions."

"Ge Zhong is fine. The Prince of Liang's mansion has been surrounded. Even flies can't get in. We can only rely on you."

"good.

She Jun stood up, opened the window, thought for a moment, and then warned, "Be careful."

"The same to you."

She Jun disappeared silently.

Yan Sikong placed the candlestick on the table, spread out the manuscripts one by one, picked out useful words from them to imitate, and spent most of the night forging several secret letters between Ge Zhong and Chen Huan.

Back then, Ge Zhong convicted Yuan Mao based on a forged letter from Li Boyun. From then on, he vowed to give Yuan Mao a taste of his own medicine, so he painstakingly studied how to imitate other people's handwriting, and now he could do it with ease. He couldn't wait to see the despair and pain on Ge Zhong's face.

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It was already early morning when Yan Sikong finished his work. He was so sleepy that he actually dozed off at his desk until a knock on the door woke him up.

He sat up hurriedly, looked at the mess on the table, and asked as he cleaned it up: "Who is it?"

"Lord Yan, are you awake?" Feng Ye's voice came from outside the door.

"I am not well dressed, please wait for a moment, Your Highness."

Feng Ye's low laughter came from outside the door.

Yan Sikong quickly stuffed all the manuscripts under the bed, and those that needed to be given to She Zhun were placed under the candlestick.

Feng Ye became impatient: "Not yet done?"

Yan Sikong then went to open the door.

Feng Ye looked at him puzzledly and walked into the house: "What are you busy with?"

"Just woke up." Yan Sikong yawned.

Feng Ye looked around and frowned slightly: "Has anyone else been here?" As a martial artist, his senses are extremely sharp. He felt that something was unusual in the house, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Yan Sikong's heart skipped a beat, and he yawned again. He wiped his face with a cloth and said, "No."

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

"Very well. I've been so tired these days. I've been sleeping till dawn. One night's sleep is not enough to relieve my fatigue. I still feel very tired." Yan Sikong turned around and put on his coat.

Feng Ye walked to the bed, suddenly bent down, and touched the bed with his hand. It was cold, and his eyes darkened.

Yan Sikong tidied up his clothes and turned around: "Have you had breakfast? Are you going to visit Master Ge now?"

"...I'm waiting for you, let's go downstairs for dinner." Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong steadily with his dark eyes.

"Let's go." Yan Sikong also looked at him, waiting for him to leave the room first, otherwise he would not feel at ease.

The two of them stared at each other from a distance, each with their own thoughts in mind, and then went downstairs one after the other.

After breakfast, they went to the Governor's Mansion with Liang Guang.

When the doorman led them into the mansion, Yan Sikong thought about meeting Ge Zhong soon, and his breathing became more and more suppressed. He clenched his fists in his sleeves, veins bulged on his forehead, and every step he took required great concentration.

"Lord Yan, are you okay?" Feng Ye saw Yan Sikong's pale face and doubts arose in his mind. From morning till now, Yan Sikong's series of actions were very unusual.

Yan Sikong shook his head: "I feel a little uncomfortable, nothing serious."

Eleven years ago, Feng Ye was only eight years old, so he naturally had no idea that Ge Zhong was the inspector who tried the Yuan Mao case that year. He was very glad that Feng Ye didn't know, otherwise it would be difficult for him to take action.

Suddenly, a man with gray hair on his temples walked out of the house. He was thin, with a hooked nose, and seemed to be ill. He had sunken eye sockets, a pale face, and looked like a skeleton.

Yan Sikong felt as if he had been hit in the chest with a heavy fist. His body stiffened, his heart ached, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Ge Zhong!

Eleven years have passed, but this man's face is still deeply imprinted in his eyes, and he can recognize him at a glance!

Ge Zhong bowed and said, "Your Highness, Sir Liang, I am sorry for not coming to greet you in person."

"Oh, Lord Ge." Liang Guang said hurriedly, "Lord Ge has just recovered from a serious illness, why do you need to be so polite?"

Feng Ye also cupped his hands: "Master Ge."

Yan Sikong stared at Ge Zhong intently, feeling as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He was so cold that the ends of his hair stood on end and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He wished he could eat the flesh and sleep on the skin of this despicable old man right now!

"Master Yan?" Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong who was standing there in a daze with his eyes wide open, and couldn't help but push him, "If you are not feeling well, go back and rest."

Yan Sikong came back to his senses as if waking from a dream. He spread out his sleeves, bowed deeply to Ge Zhong, and said slowly in a gloomy voice: "Your humble servant pays respect to the Governor."

"Who is this?" Ge Zhong looked at Yan Sikong.

Liang Guang said, "This is Lord Yan Sikong, a Jinshi who passed the imperial examination twice. He is currently serving as a tutor to the crown prince. This time he accompanied the army as a clerk and was sent as an envoy to Kuizhou. He has repeatedly offered good advice and made many contributions."

"Oh, Lord Yan is truly a young talent, nice to meet you." Ge Zhong looked Yan Sikong up and down and felt that this person looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember anything.

Yan Sikong said, "I don't deserve it. I feel unwell and confused. I hope the Governor will forgive me."

"It's okay. I just recovered from a serious illness and I feel very weak." Ge Zhong smiled and said, "Prince, you two, please take a seat."

Feng Ye and Yan Sikong walked behind him. He lowered his voice and said, "Go back and ask the doctor to prescribe some medicine for you. I think you are about to pass out. I should have known not to bring you here."

Yan Sikong waved his hands: "I'm just too tired. I'll have a good rest tonight and it will be fine."

After sitting down, Ge Zhong asked about the situation on the front line with concern, and Liang Guang told him the truth.

When talking about Chen Huan, Ge Zhong sighed frequently.

Yan Sikong took the opportunity to ask, "I heard that the Governor-General and Prince Liang were once very close friends?"

Ge Zhong said sternly: "I am an official in the two lakes and I do have a personal relationship with the King of Liang, but he is so rebellious and rebellious that I cannot tolerate him."

Yan Sikong praised him, saying, "The Governor-General is very clear about justice and is willing to sacrifice his life to clear his name. This kind of loyalty and virtue is evident in the sun and is a role model for all the officials of Dasheng."

Ge Zhong bowed and said, "The sun and the moon can bear witness to this. As a minister, I should repay your majesty's great grace with my heart and blood."

Several people praised him profusely.

Liang Guang also mentioned the chaos in Jingzhou City and wanted to discuss with Ge Zhong how to reorganize the military and civilians and how to mobilize grain and fodder to be transported to Dongting Lake.

Yan Sikong silently watched Ge Zhong from the side, as if he was looking at a prey waiting to be slaughtered.