During the eighth year of the Jin Dynasty, there was a heavy snowfall in the capital.

It was night, and a black horse was galloping on the empty long street.

The long follower Song Wen stood under the eaves of Yong'an Marquis Mansion, holding a lamp in his hand and a letter in his arms, waiting anxiously.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of horse hooves that he used the lantern in his hand to look at the person coming.

The visitor's black cloak was covered with heavy snow. He raised his hand and took off his hood, revealing his face.

What Song Wen looked at was a pair of golden eyes.

However, if you take a closer look, you will find that this is just because the pupils are too light in color and reflect the candlelight, which is why the golden pupils appear.

The man came galloping on his horse, his whole body was filled with heat, and frost and snow fell on his eyelashes, turning into water droplets.

"Sir!" Song Wen walked down the steps and said loudly.

Yanyun Heli got off his horse, threw the riding whip in his hand to Song Wen, took the letter from the other party's hand, opened it and took a look, and immediately his face darkened.

Song Wenji was very eye-catching and asked, "But something happened in the camp?"

"Zhang Zheng was imprisoned because of the incident." After Yan Yunhe dropped these words, he hurriedly entered the mansion.

Song Wen had heard of Zhang Zheng, who was an official in the science and education field. He was upright and hated evil as much as he hated evil.

He is not afraid of power and has stood up for the people many times and impeached officials in the DPRK.

If it was an ordinary prison, why wouldn't Yanyun look like this? Song Wen asked: "Could it be the imperial prison?"

The imperial prison is under the Jinyiwei banner and is notorious in the capital. It is a nightmare for civil servants to live in clean circles. It is said that there is no way in but no exit.

Yan Yunhe summoned his attendants and asked him to change out of his wet official uniform: "Zhang Zheng wrote a letter yesterday to impeach Mr. Yuan Ge, and he was taken away to jail tonight." It

is not unusual for the Jin Yiwei to take someone, but it happened to be Zhang Zheng , this timing is too subtle.

His Majesty ascended the throne at the age of ten, but has only been in power for eight years. The court is still firmly controlled by the Queen Mother and the old faction of the Yuan Pavilion.

The Imperial Guard was supposed to be under the control of the Emperor, but the candidate for the position of leader was directly appointed by the Queen Mother.

So five years ago, His Majesty personally established the Imperial City Department and gave him the responsibility of being in charge of palace confinement and spying on intelligence. The organization established by the little emperor on a whim has now grown to be as big as the Imperial Guards.

The Queen Mother, who was supposed to be fighting against Mr. Yuan Ge, actually helped Mr. Yuan Ge on this matter. This was not a good sign.

"Should I inform His Majesty immediately?" Song Wen said.

Yan Yunhe has been with the emperor all day long, and he is already hungry: "The Imperial City Secretary should have informed your majesty. You can bring some snacks first. After using them, I have to go to the Zhou Mansion."

Song Wen came out of the room and gave instructions. When I came back, I saw that my lord had put on a mysterious robe. The attendant took off his hair crown, and his black curly hair fell down and covered his cheeks.

Yan Yunhe had deep eyebrows, a straight nose, and thick eyelashes. Looking at those golden eyes, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is extremely handsome.

Unfortunately, Yan Yunhe spent several years in the frontier, and his skin color became slightly darker due to the training on the battlefield.

For some reason in Beijing, fair skin and good looks are popular. His family suffered a big loss in this matter. It was clear that before he went to the battlefield to train, he was also a handsome man with a great reputation in Beijing.

Thinking of the person who caused the change in Beijing's aesthetics, Song Wen's face froze and he couldn't help grinding his teeth.

Yan Yunhe took a sip of ginger tea to dilute the coldness all over his body. Seeing Song Wen's expression, he asked, "Who provoked you?"

"The commander-in-chief will be so happy that he can't sleep again tonight. Stand in front of Mr. Ge." Great achievement." Song Wen said sarcastically.

Yan Yunhe frowned and said, "Be careful what you say."

The Jinyi guards were everywhere, and even Yan Yunhe couldn't guarantee whether they had eyes and ears in the house.

After having tea and changing into regular clothes, Yanyun asked why he didn't ride a horse again and took a carriage to the Zhou Mansion.

Before he reached the door of Zhou Mansion, he saw Song Wen opening the curtain with a horrified look on his face and stammering: "Sir, Sir, it seems... a Jin Yiwei!"

Ordinary Jin Yiwei would not frighten Song Wen like this. As a retainer of the Yong'an Marquis Mansion, he grew up with Yun He at the banquet since he was a child. He is well-informed. To be frightened like this, it seems that the imperial guard in front of the Zhou Mansion has a very high official position.

He lifted the curtain and looked around, and the first thing he saw was the porcelain-white noble hand, which was bloodless. It was not holding a knife, but an umbrella.

Under the umbrella is a snow-white fox fur coat without any stray hairs. It is a sacred gift from the emperor.

This kind of fur, which should have been sent as tribute to the harem, is now draped on the body of the military attache. Everyone knows who gave it to him and scorns it, but no one in the civil and military circles of the court dares to tell.

After all, whoever dares to discuss the Queen Mother's personal affairs might think it's not good to be alive and want to go to prison.

Hearing the movement of the carriage, the umbrella moved slightly, revealing the man's profile.

Song Wen had met the Commander-in-Chief a few times at Donglin College back then, but his memory may have faded. Now that we see him again, he still wonders how a person could have such an appearance.

The frost and snow piled with silver and jade are not as magnificent as his appearance. Both he and the snow are beautiful, but admiring the scenery is not as good as admiring the people.

How unfair is God to give this man an amazing skin and a dark heart.

As soon as the man raised his eyes, Song Wen almost sank into those eyes, and even his soul was attracted away.

Fortunately, his elders patted him on the back neither gently nor hard, returning his soul to its proper place.

Yan Yunhe got off the carriage and came to the umbrella holder, sweeping up and down. He didn't stay long on the man's face. He just looked at the fox fur coat and saw that the man was not wearing an official uniform. He knew that the purpose of this man's visit was not to arrest, but to pay a visit.

"Master Yu, at this moment, how can you still think about admiring the snow here?" Yan Yunhe laughed softly.

Zhang Zhengcai was arrested and thrown into jail during the incident. Shouldn't he seize the time and beat him to death?

The other party was here late at night, so he must have been turned away by the Zhou Mansion.

Yanyun He knew that if Yu Qin came here as the commander-in-chief of the capital, Zhou Chonghua would not dare to do so even if he had a hundred courages.

It turns out that Yu Qin came with another identity, a former student of Zhou Chonghua.

Once a teacher, always a father, the commander-in-chief of Jin Yiwei, who was respected by all the officials, could only stand in the snow and wait.

Song Wen, who hurriedly rushed to hold an umbrella to protect Yan Yunhe from the snow, almost lost his breath when he heard his master's provocation.

Unexpectedly, Yan Yunhe's next behavior would become more and more excessive.

I heard Yan Yunhe whispering softly in Yu Qin's ear: "Tonight is a beautiful day, but Lord Yu is not staying in the palace. Is it possible that the Queen Mother is tired of your outstanding appearance?"

After that, Yan Yun said He looked at the cold side face of the man, as if he thought it was not exciting enough, and added without knowing whether to live or die: "If I were the Queen Mother and really liked you so much, I would keep you in a cage just to watch and play with you, why would I let you out? It's for Chao Gang's fault."

His voice was very low and soft, and no one else could hear it except the three people here.

Yu Qin slowly raised his eyelashes and finally looked at Yan Yunhe.

The air is stagnant, and murderous intent is revealed.

While Song Wen stood on his head, he remembered that Yu Qin in front of him was not only a commander, but also in charge of prison and punishment. There was no mouth that he could not pry open, no confession that he could not force, and there was no hat that he could not detain.

Is his master crazy? Why bother with this femme fatale?

What's more, those disrespectful words to the Queen Mother just now were even more insulting.

"Want to take action?" Yan Yunhe said innocently, but his lips were provocative, as if he was eager for Yu Qin to touch him.

However, no matter how verbally provocative he was, Yu Qin remained unmoved.

At this time, the door of the Zhou Mansion slowly opened, and the servants stepped forward, as if they had not seen Master Yu standing aside. They only bowed their heads and told the master's instructions to welcome the banquet Yun He inside.

After the three people entered the house, the door slowly closed behind them.

Song Wen leaned close to Yan Yunhe's ear and murmured in a low voice: "Why do you need to provoke him?"

Yan Yunhe seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "He doesn't dare. If he dares, believe it or not, there will be a pile of memorials to impeach him tomorrow. "Table."

"It's easy to hide from open guns, but hard to guard against hidden arrows," Song Wen said worriedly.

Yan Yunhe suppressed his smile: "Zhang Zheng was praised by His Majesty just a few days ago. His Majesty may not feel good about Zhang Zheng being imprisoned."

Only then did Song Wen understand that His Majesty felt uncomfortable. How could Jin Yiwei be so famous?

Not to mention that Yan Yunhe was just verbally offensive, but even if he actually hit Yu Qin with his own hands, the Queen Mother would probably pick it up high and put it down gently.

What's more, behind Yan Yunhe is the Yongle Marquis Mansion. His family has gone to the frontier to win military honors and win the favor of the Holy Family. Who dares to touch him.

Zhou Chonghua is nearly fifty years old, with slightly white temples, regular facial features and elegant temperament.

You can vaguely see the grace of his youth, and now he is waiting for Yun He in the study.

He and Zhang Zheng were close friends. Zhang Zheng came to see him before submitting the letter and entrusted his mother and wife at home.

At that time, he guessed that something might happen to Zhang Zheng, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

Yan Yunhe walked into the study and saw Zhou Chonghua standing in the center of the study. He raised his hem and wanted to salute.

This was his first visit to his mentor since the war in the border areas stabilized and he was ordered to return to Beijing.

Zhou Chonghua stepped forward to stop him, looked at his face carefully, and then nodded happily: "I have grown taller and stronger."

In those days at Donglin Academy, Yan Yunhe's articles may not have been the best.

He loved to ride and shoot swords and guns, and did not abide by the rules of the academy. He always brought ordinary dandy boys to tease cats and dogs in the academy, causing trouble. He was often so angry that the gentlemen in the academy complained to the dean Zhou Chonghua.

Zhou Chonghua always said that although Yan Yunhe acted erratically, his nature was not bad. If he was taught well, he would become a great person in the future.

Yan Yunhe did indeed prove this nine years later, but Yu Qin, who was also Zhou Chonghua's disciple and was once the most favored, has now become the Jin Yiwei that Qingliu hates the most.

Zhou Chonghua obviously thought of the other disciple who was rejected by him, and sighed softly: "If Mr. Yu was still alive, seeing his descendants like this..."

He hid his face and sighed, obviously feeling sorry for this. Incessantly.

Yes, who would have thought that Yu Qin would become like this.

The border is extremely windy and sandy, but at night the sky is filled with stars and extremely quiet.

Yan Yunhe stood on the high city defense post, with his back to the bright moon, looking in the direction of the capital, and he also thought about Yu Qin.

Reality is far crueler than imagination.

Time has passed and the old people have long been beyond recognition.