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263 [Old and not dead]

Yan Linchuan came in a sedan chair.

Pei Yue had met many important people in Kyoto who were over sixty years old, such as the 64-year-old leftist governor Mo Haoli and the 62-year-old Duke of Wei Pingzhang. Even though the former was in poor health, he could at least persist throughout the court meeting and was not able to

Important details in the process will be omitted. For example, during the court meeting where he overthrew the Qibao Pavilion, Mo Haoli seemed to be confused, but the conversation after the court still made him break out in a cold sweat.

This created an illusion for Pei Yue, as if the gap between this world and his previous life was not that big in some aspects.

When Yan Linchuan was lifted off the sedan chair, this illusion was suddenly shattered.

Adjectives such as waning years are perfectly applied to the former ruler. This is the most common state of the 60-year-old in the world.

Pei Yue jumped off his horse to meet him, followed by his own soldiers and five sentry officers.

With statuses like Mo Qingyun and Yu Zheng, he could of course sit back and look at each other coldly, but after all, Yan Linchuan was a veteran of three dynasties and his predecessor in power. Even for Luo Ting's sake, Pei Yue would eventually have to show him a certain amount of respect.

Yan Linchuan, who was thin and weak, stepped forward with the support of a middle-aged man. He looked at Pei Yue with his dim eyes and said with an old age in his voice: "Your Excellency, are you the Imperial Envoy, Mr. Pei?"

"Junior Pei Yue has met Mr. Yan." Pei Yue saluted.

To his surprise, or to the surprise of everyone present, Yan Linchuan broke away from the middle-aged man next to him, bowed to Pei Yue and said, "I respectfully wish you holy peace."

Imperial envoys patrol the four directions on behalf of the emperor.

Pei Yue looked slightly solemn, received the greeting calmly and then said: "Holy greetings."

He took the initiative to help Yan Linchuan up, and then listened to the decrepit former governor say: "Although I live in the countryside, I have heard that Pei Qin sent young heroes, who were not afraid of danger and followed the army to suppress bandits, and made clever achievements to benefit the people. Every piece of them was like thunder.

It’s really a terrible future life.”

Pei Yue glanced at Mo Qingyun and Yu Zheng who were standing respectfully behind him, thinking that this was the skill a ruler should have. Although the routine was really old, he could still barely control the initiative in the conversation.

"My lord, you are so complimentary." He replied in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

Yan Linchuan smiled warmly, looked at Pei Yue and said: "Last year, Ji Yu told me in a letter that another talented young man came out of the country. Although he was a martial artist, he had the appearance of a famous minister. I am ashamed to be his

Your Majesty, I have been a confused official for decades, and I am not as good at understanding people as I am. Since even he said this, it can be seen that Lord Pei has a great future. Since ancient times, he has always been young, how can he

To accommodate an old and sick man? Ahem..."

The middle-aged man next to him asked with concern: "Father, are you not feeling well?"

Yan Linchuan shook his head and said tremblingly: "Master Pei, this is the eldest son of an old man. His name is Shi Qiao. Although he is a year older than you, his achievements are far behind you. I hope that Sir Pei can do it in his spare time."

Give me some pointers..."

The words became weirder the more he said them, and Yan Shiqiao couldn't help but look embarrassed.

Pei Yue listened quietly all the time, and finally said: "Sir, even if you praise me as a flower today, some things cannot be left alone."

His tone was not intense, even gentle, but there was no smile on his face.

The scene suddenly became quiet, leaving only the whimpering of the summer north wind.

There was anger in Yan Shiqiao's eyes, Yu Zheng looked down at the ground, and Mo Qingyun was thoughtful.

Yan Linchuan opened his mouth slightly. He didn't know whether he didn't hear Pei Yue's words clearly for a while, or he didn't expect the young powerful man's counterattack to be so casual but sharp. The atmosphere suddenly fell into a worrying silence.

Deng Zai stood behind Pei Yue. He suddenly wanted to laugh. His young master's skill with his mouth became even more powerful.

His few words just now completely shocked Mo Qingyun and made this junior Mo Qingyun in power in Kyoto disgraced. At that time, Deng Zai was not surprised. But after Yan Linchuan appeared, relying on his seniority and relationship with Luo Ting, Pei Yue

He relies on his elders and shows off his elders in front of him. On the surface, he is praising him, but in fact, he acts like a senior in the court.

Deng Zai was indeed worried. He didn't want his young master to be manipulated, but he also didn't want the situation to get too serious.

Yan Linchuan finally came to his senses, laughed awkwardly a few times, and asked tentatively: "I wonder what the Lord is talking about?"

"Bring the chief criminal Yan Donglou here." Pei Yue said solemnly.

"Yes!" Shang Yu agreed immediately, then ran over and slipped Yan Donglouti out from the crowd of people under guard, and dragged him to Pei Yue's side.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Yan Donglou, who was injured by the arrow on the face, was speechless. After seeing Yan Linchuan and Yan Shiqiao, he was very excited. His eyes almost popped out, but he could only make a cry of unknown meaning.

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Pei Yue looked back at him.

Yan Donglou seemed to be stared at by a tiger and leopard, and suddenly became quiet, lowering his head and not daring to look into Pei Yue's eyes.

Yan Shiqiao, who noticed this scene, was furious and said in a cold voice: "My Lord Imperial Envoy, what do you mean?"

Pei Yue said calmly: "Does this person know you?"

Yan Shiqiao said angrily: "This is Yan Donglou, a descendant of my Yan family, and more importantly, a member of the Lingzhou Juren. Even if you are an imperial envoy, how can you harm the innocent local scholars like this?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Although Yan Shiqiao has no official position, he is the eldest son of Yan Linchuan. After all, this old man has stayed in Kyoto for decades and been in power for more than ten years. He has countless disciples and old friends, even Luo Ting is his student.

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Regardless of the world, connections are important. With such a father, Yan Shiqiao is not afraid of Pei Yue even if he is white.

"Since you recognize this relationship, it's good." Pei Yue smiled softly and said solemnly: "This person led these scholars and people to besiege the imperial envoy. I guess it must have been your instigation, right?"

Yan Shiqiao said with a dark face: "What are you talking about?"

"You think I'm kidding you?"

Pei Yue shook his head, as if he was lamenting this man's stupidity, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I respect Mr. Yan because of his meritorious service to the country, and it has nothing to do with any other reasons. As for you, you don't worship the imperial envoy for nothing.

I won't let you go at this point, let alone how dare you instruct these people to besiege the imperial envoy. I'm a little surprised, where did you get the courage to do these things? I really thought Mr. Yan could protect you with his hands covering the sky.

lifetime?"

Yan Shiqiao's face turned red when he scolded him. Just as he was about to retort, he saw Pei Yue reaching out and throwing him aside. Then he held Yan Linchuan's wrist and said coldly without looking at him: "Arrest this man."

Get up and bring them back together!"

Yan Linchuan's body was trembling, his lips were moving, and his eyes were filled with fear.

Yan Shiqiao still wanted to struggle and shout, but Deng Zai stepped forward and removed his jaw.
Chapter completed!
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