Wei Yan sent Zhuge Liang back to his house, returned home, entered the door, and looked around: "Young master hasn't come back yet?"
Manager Chen quickly replied: "Not yet, I said I was going to the Zhao Mansion..."
Wei Yan frowned and sighed: "You stand guard at the door. When he comes back, let him come to see me."
"Here."
Wei Yan sighed again and entered the atrium worriedly. Manager Chen looked at his slightly bowed back and couldn't help but sigh. The father and son of the family had different opinions, which was difficult for them. Of course he supported the family leader.
Conspiracy is a major crime against the three clans, and the risk is too great. With the background and strength of the Wei family, being able to reach the level of a chariot general, with three princes in one clan, is already an unimaginable honor. There is really no need to do more.
Go on an adventure.
What worries him even more is that his son Chen Xiang is still in Tongguan. If the Wei family's rebellion fails, Chen Xiang will not even have time to escape.
Wei Yan entered the atrium, was stunned for a while, and then involuntarily entered the backyard. Mrs. Zhang was sitting upstairs, and several stewards were reporting to her on the situation at home. After Xia Houhui and Mrs. Xi left Chengdu one after another, they never returned.
The right person can help her manage the housework, she can only do it herself.
When Wei Yan walked upstairs, the stewards stopped talking and carefully looked at Wei Yan's face. After Wei Yan came back from Guanzhong, his mood had been unstable. He was either depressed or furious. When he got angry, someone would inevitably be in trouble. After Wei Ba came back
, Wei Yan's mood is even more unstable, and no one wants to mess with him at this time.
Mrs. Zhang glanced at him accusingly, put away the account books, and waved to the stewards to leave. Even the maid who served personally drove down, leaving only the husband and wife upstairs. She stood up, brought a cup of tea, and handed it to
Wei Yan.
Wei Yan took the tea, and Mrs. Zhang moved behind him, put her hands on his shoulders, patted him gently, and asked lightly: "Is everything going well today?"
Wei Yan gave a wry smile: "Not only was it not smooth sailing, it was actually a big accident." He told what happened, and finally clapped his hands in anger: "Tell me, this little boy is so arrogant, how can he succeed in the future?"
Okay? This is an ominous sign that my family will be destroyed."
"Who are you blaming?" Mrs. Zhang burst into laughter, "I used to think Awu was the most like you, but now I see, he is the most like you."
"Does he look like me?" Wei Yan turned his head unconvinced and glared at Mrs. Zhang. "I don't think he looks like him at all."
"You are right, he is not like you." Mrs. Zhang smiled slightly and said: "He is as bold and unscrupulous as you, but not as brainless as you."
"Madam..." Wei Yan became angry with embarrassment and slammed the teacup in his hand on the table, causing tea to splash everywhere. No matter how much he respected Mrs. Zhang, he could not accept Mrs. Zhang's evaluation of him.
"Still not convinced?" Mrs. Zhang looked at Wei Yan without fear. The two looked at each other for a moment. Wei Yan retreated, his eyes flashed, and he looked away. He picked up a rag from the side and wiped it again and again.
Tea on the table.
Mrs. Zhang slowed down and said calmly: "What would you do if it were you?"
"That's no need to ask. Of course he promised the Prime Minister to join forces with him to eliminate Li Yan." Wei Yan said without thinking: "Anyway, he has no intention of usurping the throne, so why should he be an enemy of the Prime Minister?"
"Then do you hope he usurps the throne?"
"Madam, what are you talking about?" Wei Yan looked at Madam Zhang in surprise: "Not to mention that I was greatly favored by the late emperor, and it is impossible for me to tolerate this happening. Taking a step back, do you think usurping the throne is really that easy? Li Yanqi
Not to mention, he has never regarded Ziyu as a confidant, but
He is using Ziyu as a sword wielder. Others, let’s talk about General Zhao. Do you think he would agree with Ziyu doing such a treasonous thing? Can Chen Zhi and Uncle Chen agree? Both the Guan family and the Zhang family can support Ziyu, but if Ziyu
If they want to usurp the throne, I'm afraid they won't be able to talk so easily."
Wei Yan counted them on his fingers, and finally said: "If Ziyu really wants to usurp the throne, I think the only people who can support him are those in the Wei state, and even the barbarians may not support him. Regardless of how powerful he is now,
Once you want to usurp the throne, everyone will immediately rebel against you. If nothing else, I will not be the first to agree."
"You are over fifty today, how many years can you live?" Mrs. Zhang said lightly: "Twenty years or thirty years? Thirty years later, Ziyu will reach your age, but you, Zhao
Even the old generals have all been laid to rest.
The Guan family and the Zhang family are all in-laws of my Wei family. They are no less wealthy than today. Who still remembers the late emperor? Don’t forget that Guan Feng is Ziyu’s wife. Sure enough, Ziyu usurped the throne and established herself, turning her family into a country. Her
My son will succeed me in the future."
Wei Yan was stunned and looked at Mrs. Zhang blankly.
Mrs. Zhang sneered: "You are stupid, but you still don't admit it. Ziyu can't think of the problems you think of? But you can only see the present, but you can't see the future. When Cao Cao raised his army, he followed Yuan Shao to fight.
, but thirty years later, the Yuan family disappeared, and his son took over the Han Dynasty. He only took over the power when he was nearly forty years old. In my opinion, Ziyu can do this at most thirty years old."
Wei Yan was stunned. After a long while, he murmured: "Madam, could it be that you..."
"I don't actually care whether he usurps the throne or not." Mrs. Zhang sighed softly: "I only know that when the Wei family has reached this point, it can only move forward, not retreat. If Ziyu is like you want, he will listen to the Prime Minister in everything.
, the disaster of annihilation of the Wei family is not far away."
"How...is that possible?" Wei Yan stammered.
"Why not?" Mrs. Zhang glared at Wei Yan and raised her voice. "Do you really think the Prime Minister trusts you? If he couldn't control Ziyu and had to borrow your identity, would he take you seriously? You
Think about it, in the past few years you have traveled from Hanzhong to Guanzhong, and then from Guanzhong to
Liangzhou, and then returned to Guanzhong from Liangzhou, and now he is idle at home, and even ten thousand fine cavalry were taken away. If Ziyu hadn't created a world in Jingzhou and Jiaozhou, what would the Wei family have? You are not even as good as Wu Yi
, Wu Yi can shrink his neck and endure the humiliation, but you, can you do it?"
When Mrs. Zhang became angry, Wei Yan immediately became weak.
"You thought you were implicated by Ziyu. In my opinion, it's true that Ziyu was implicated by you." Seeing that Wei Yan was timid, Mrs. Zhang calmed down again and said with hatred: "Do you still remember?
Before the Northern Expedition, your plan to enter the Ziwu Valley was not accepted by the Prime Minister, so did I make a special trip to Mianyang Camp for this purpose?"
Wei Yan thought for a moment and nodded.
"Why did I go to Mianyang Camp? It's because Ziyu told me that you and the Prime Minister almost fell out because of this incident, and the whole city was in turmoil." Mrs. Zhang was still frightened when she thought of what happened back then: "Why did Ziyu later become an interloper?"
Chang'an? Why did the Prime Minister accept your plan, but
Are you marching out of Longyou again? He clearly wants you and your son and General Zhao to be scapegoats. He did this not because of Ziyu, but because of your rebelliousness. The prime minister wanted to weaken your strength and take over your military power. If not
Ziyu mobilized the Celestial Masters and Taoists to defend Chang'an, how can you survive today?"
Mrs. Zhang took a breath. She finally said what she had been holding back for so many years. She couldn't bear it, but she was also helpless. Saying it would hurt Wei Yan's self-esteem, but if she didn't say it, she would watch Wei Yan being deceived by the prime minister.
She felt uncomfortable again.
Wei Yan's face turned red and white.
"Stop following the Prime Minister, just shut up and let's see how Ziyu handles it." Mrs. Zhang supported her forehead, with a look of pain on her face. "Ziyu might be able to do things better without you. As for the flaw, you are Ziyu.
maximum
If it weren't for your donkey temper, how could Ziyu be so different from the Prime Minister? In terms of political performance, military strategy, and human behavior, how is he not better than Jiang Wei? When it comes to hidden dangers, you are the hidden danger that the Prime Minister is most worried about, not
Ziyu."
…
After Wei Ba and Zhao Yun had a long talk, they returned home very late. As soon as they entered the house, Manager Chen conveyed Wei Yan's order. Wei Ba turned around and went to the backyard without asking any questions.
There was a light on the small building on the east side of the backyard. Wei Ba thought for a while, went upstairs and opened the door.
With his hands behind his back, Wei Yan stood in front of the crowd of thousands of enemies. He didn't know where he was or how long he stood there.
"Dad, are you looking for me?"
"Ah." Wei Yan was startled, came back to his senses, and glanced at Wei Ba: "Go to your master's place?"
Wei Ba nodded.
"What did you say to your master?" Wei Yan turned around and walked slowly to Wei Ba. Wei Ba was already as tall as him. The two stood together. Even their body shapes were somewhat similar, but
Wei Yan is thicker and stronger, and Wei Ba is taller and taller.
Wei Ba thought for a while and roughly repeated what he said to Zhao Yun. In fact, there was nothing new. He had already mentioned this to his father once on the day he returned home.
Wei Yan was silent for a long time and asked: "What did your master say?"
"He said out of sight is out of sight."
"Then can you promise me the same?" Wei Yan lowered his head, looked at his toes, then raised his head and looked into Wei Ba's eyes.
"What did you promise?"
"Don't let me see with my own eyes that my son has become a rebellious minister." Wei Yan said: "Let me have a clear conscience when I go to see the late emperor."
Wei Ba looked Wei Yan up and down, and said with a smile: "Dad, you are so courageous. How can this be so easy? I can usurp it if I want to? It takes a lot of effort to become a king now.
, I don’t know if it’s possible, let alone usurping the throne. Stop teasing me and go to bed early.”
After Wei Ba finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Wei Yan stretched out his hand, pulled out the sword that could be used by thousands of people, turned around and stopped in front of Wei Ba. Wei Ba was startled, instinctively took a step back, and exclaimed: "Dad
, calm down and say it nicely if you have something to say."
Wei Yan ignored him, slowly raised the knife and placed it on his neck: "If you are afraid that I will block your way, then I can die now. I can't decide your thoughts, but I can decide mine.
life and death."
Wei Ba was speechless. He looked at his father and found that his eyes were less arrogant and more lonely, with a hint of pleading. His heart softened and he sighed: "Dad,
Did someone say something to you today? Something is wrong with you."
Wei Yan ignored Wei Ba's words and asked, "Are you agreeing or not?" As he spoke, he pressed the sword tightly against the artery next to his neck. The sharp blade could cut the blood vessel at any time.
Wei Ba let out a long sigh, slowly lifted up his clothes, knelt in front of Wei Yan, and prostrated himself on the ground.
"My dear father, my son just promises you. Please give me the knife quickly. My son can do without the world, but he can't do without you."