Chapter 109: Punishment Starts with Kneeling Down
Yan Qing said calmly: "I have no intention of letting them listen to me."
Yan Cang was silent.
"They are the emperor's uncle's people, and they will always be his emperor's uncle's people." Yan Qing said calmly, "My purpose is not to seize the emperor's uncle's military power."
Yan Cang frowned slightly: "In that case, if I promise not to interfere in your affairs at any time, do you agree?"
Yan Qing said: "Suppose I lead troops to force into the imperial city in the future?"
Yan Cang nodded: "Any time, any situation."
"Okay." Yan Qing nodded slowly, "Originally, I was not sure that the soldiers under the emperor's command would listen to me. I believe that the emperor's uncle will keep his promise."
With Yan Cang's promise, at least the imperial city will no longer have any obstacles.
Yan Cang said calmly: "When can you give me the antidote?"
"On the day when the emperor's uncle leaves Suzaku City, my niece will offer it to you with both hands."
Yan Cang hummed and thought of another thing that came up this time: "Is the poison poisoned by the Queen Mother and the Emperor fatal?"
"It's not fatal." Yan Qing said with an indifferent expression, "The Queen Mother is my mother after all, and I can't commit matricide."
How could they die before they were tortured enough? Besides, Dayongjiang Mountain still needs Yan Chen to stabilize it for the time being.
She just wanted to repay her mother for what she had done to her in those years and let her receive the punishment she deserved.
"But the Queen Mother and Yan Chen don't have the antidote." Yan Qing said, "If the purpose of the emperor's uncle coming here is to get the antidote for them, then he can directly tell Yan Chen when he goes back and shout more every time the poison occurs. A few words of father may be able to ease his pain."
Yan Cang's gaze fell on her face, his gaze slightly deep, as if he wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he realized that he had no position.
"Uncle Huang, do you feel guilty?" Yan Qing raised an eyebrow, as if she had read through his inner thoughts, and smiled lightly, "Uncle Huang, there is no need to apologize. When the prophecy of 'Tiansha Lone Star' appeared, Uncle Huang was still young and could not change anything. "When I was exiled to Suzaku City, the emperor's uncle was training at the border, so everything has nothing to do with the emperor's uncle, and I will not vent my anger on others at will."
Yan Cang was silent.
"I've asked people to host a banquet for the Emperor's uncle. It should be ready by now." Yan Qing stood up and said, "The Emperor's uncle invites you."
Yan Cang didn't say anything, turned around and walked out.
There has never been much contact between their uncle and nephew. As Yan Qing said, when she was born, she was accompanied by the prophecy of the evil star, which made people panic. Yan Cang was only seven or eight years old at that time.
Yan Qing was exiled to Suzaku City at the age of eight. Yan Cang, who was only sixteen years old, was training at the border. He defeated Xi State at the age of seventeen and trained the most powerful Greedy Wolf Army in the following years.
He had heard about Yan Qing, but he had never paid attention to it. Yan Cang knew in his heart that he was not completely free.
It's just that no matter what the reason is, talking more now is useless and can't make up for anything.
The business had been discussed in the study room, and the only thing left to do was to eat. Yan Cang sat in the main seat, and Yan Qing took the second seat. Although Yan Qing was arrogant, for Yan Cang, who was powerful and an elder, she They will be more or less respected.
Lu Ming sits with you.
"We will entertain Uncle Chen Guo tomorrow." Lu Ming poured wine for the Regent with a courteous attitude, "If the Regent has any instructions, please give me your instructions."
Yan Cang glanced at him with an indifferent expression.
Lu Ming put down the wine jar. It was said that the regent could not express his emotions or anger. Sitting here now, Lu Ming truly felt this feeling.
There is no deliberate show of majesty, no airs, no bossy orders... But just sitting here so calmly can make people feel fearful from the bottom of their hearts.
Especially when this man was seventeen years old, he destroyed 50,000 soldiers and horses of the Xi Kingdom. He did not defeat them, but completely destroyed them. He also cut up the flesh of the generals of the Xi Kingdom piece by piece and fed them to the wolves. No one dares to forget this to this day.
Lu Ming was definitely an unruly person, but he had no confidence to be unruly in front of the regent.
"Since you have followed the eldest princess, you should follow her well from now on." Yan Cang said in an indifferent voice, "If the four kings don't cause trouble, you can treat me as a decoration and no one will cause trouble for you."
Lu Ming thought about his words and smiled lightly: "King Suzaku is the king of a vassal. He is responsible for guarding the fiefdom and protecting the local people. I didn't tell anyone. The regent misunderstood."
Yan Cang hummed and did not argue with him.
Lu Ming couldn't help but pause, and glanced at Yan Qing subconsciously, only to see that Yan Qing was concentrating on eating, as if he didn't hear what they were talking about.
Lu Ming suddenly felt like he had nowhere to use his strength.
Okay, just eat well, what else should we talk about?
At this time, floating clouds are living in the book pavilion, agarwood is curling up, and the smell of books is mixed with the scent of pine smoke and ink.
Wen Jin knelt in front of a long pear tree table. On the table were placed the Four Treasures of the Study: pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The powerful minister knelt straight, with smooth back lines and lowered eyebrows. His hand holding the pen was steady and strong, and he copied the "Heart Sutra" word by word. 》.
The standard regular script is neat and beautiful, and the arrangement on the desk is neat and meticulous. This kneeling posture is actually very annoying. The whole body weight is pressed on the knees. You cannot move or shake, and the handwriting cannot tremble.
After copying it twenty times, one word did not meet the standard, and it took half a day to invalidate everything.
The former master had such sharp eyesight that even when he was writing a word, his hands were shaking and his body was unstable, and he could pick out every word.
From being completely unqualified at the beginning to being half qualified, and then making fewer and fewer mistakes later, Wen Jin developed a rock-solid character in this bookstore.
It was getting darker outside.
Wen Jin's eyes fell on the copied rice paper. Just as he was thinking about getting up and lighting a lamp, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside.
This was where Wen Jin wrote and read. Normally, no maid would come here. The only one who could come when he was reading and writing without reporting in advance was Yan Qing.
Wen Jin slowly put the pen on the inkstone, turned his head and looked at Yan Qing who walked into the study, lowered his eyes and said, "Your Highness."
"Have you finished copying?"
"Yes."
Yan Qing held a jar of wine in one hand and a tray in the other hand. On the tray were two steamed buns and two side dishes.
Yan Qing's voice was indifferent and lazy, "Are you hungry?"
Wen Jin said, "Not bad."
"Come and eat something to fill your stomach." Yan Qing put the tray on the table next to him, "Think while eating, and tell me the answer after eating."
Wen Jin was suddenly not hungry when he heard this.
"You can continue to resist. I have many ways to punish you." Yan Qing put down the wine jar. "I know what method can make you suffer the most, and you know it too."
Wen Jin didn't say anything.
"Eat first." Yan Qing put down the food and turned to walk out. "If you can't think of what to say, I can let you continue copying. You don't need to sleep tonight. Copy the Heart Sutra fifty more times."
She paused and added casually: "From today on, punishment is punishment. I won't stay here to waste your time."