Chapter 399 Leaking Secrets

Yang Qixuan quickly saw the attitude of An Lushan's subordinates towards the imperial envoys.

This is not a scene that ordinary officials can see, at least it is something he would never have expected when he was in Chang'an.

"Kill him."

This sentence rang out from time to time in the lobby of Jieshuai Mansion. When they encountered some difficult problems, everyone eagerly hoped to solve them in the most direct way.

Yang Qixuan would shrink his neck every time he heard it, wondering if this was actually something he could hear? He hadn't done anything yet. He hadn't even handed in the so-called certificate of surrender in Cao Mang Jianghu, and An Lushan gave him a huge favor.

trust.

"Silence, the envoy is here!"

Following these words, everyone turned around and saw a eunuch walking in among the crowds on the left and right.

As soon as he saw this eunuch, An Lushan laughed heartily. Although he did not stand up to greet him, he leaned forward and backward in his position, obviously welcoming him very much.

Yang Qixuan's eyes were always a little sneaky unconsciously. He could have looked openly, but he still took a peek. At a glance, he recognized Fu Chulin.

Of course, someone like him who often attended royal banquets knew Fu Chulin. Fu Chulin had a job of selecting fruits for the saint, and she once had his help to squander the palace expenses.

"Congratulations to An Dafu, I will soon call you Xianggong An. The saint relies on you and wants to worship you as prime minister."

It was obvious that the atmosphere in the hall was stagnant. Even Yang Qixuan could feel a murderous aura rising, and he was worried that some general would suddenly pounce and stab Fu Chulin over.

However, when Fu Chulin handed over the edict and An Lushan read it, he smiled happily and exclaimed: "This is a good thing. An illiterate and crude beard like me can also be the prime minister."

"The border is not peaceful and the Khitan is not destroyed. How can the prince leave Fan Yang?!"

The speaker was He Qianqian, a Sogdian. As soon as he opened his mouth, many people in the hall started shouting.

"That's right, I will never let you leave Fan Yang!"

"Hahaha." An Lushan laughed loudly, appearing very honest and honest, "I have my own sense of discretion, don't panic, don't panic."

In this way, the murderous aura in the hall dissipated a little. Then everyone exchanged a few greetings, held a banquet, and washed away the dust for Fu Tuolin.

When they arrived at the banquet hall, Yang Qixuan did not see the tables where people were sharing meals. He only saw Hu Er and the Han generals sitting together. He hesitated and asked Ji Wen, "Am I eating here too?"

"Go in." Ji Wen pushed Yang Qixuan into the hall with an enthusiastic and cheerful push.

There is a mixed bag of good and bad people here, and no one will dislike his bad breath. There are countless people with bad breath.

Soon, two beautiful Hu Ji came over and said with a smile: "We will serve Yang Lang."

"No cup."

Yang Qixuan was still talking, but they pushed him to the pillar next to him. Immediately afterwards, a Hu Ji kissed his mouth and poured the wine into his mouth.

With two "Gululu" sounds, the warm wine went down his throat and into Yang Qixuan's belly, as if he had become An Lushan's confidant.

He was dazzled by the beauty in front of him, and suddenly felt that Fan Yang was really good. If he hadn't been severely threatened before leaving Chang'an, it would be better now.

Then, he saw Ji Wen not far away, and he couldn't help but think of a question. Have these two beautiful Hu Ji fed Ji Wen wine like this? As soon as this thought came to his mind, he immediately felt a little sick.

The charming atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

"Come." Ji Wen waved and said, "I will take you to see Mr. Fu."

An Lushan was a high-ranking "king" in Fan Yang. After Yang Qixuan came, he had only seen him two or three times in the lobby from a distance, but they had not spoken to each other. At this time, he became inexplicably nervous.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and followed Jiwen's footsteps. He heard Jiwen's introduction: "Master, you should know Yang Qixuan, the son-in-law of Genu. A descendant of the Yang family in Hongnong, you and I

The family of the 'Three Kings and Two Kes' mentioned above, after Emperor Gong of the Sui Dynasty Yang You."

Emperor Gong of the Sui Dynasty Yang You actually had no sons, and he died not long after the Zen throne was given to Li Yuan. It was Li Tang who chose a child from the Yang clan to adopt his name and inherit his title of Duke of Wu. Yang Qixuan had nothing to do with him.

The blood relationship and seniority are far apart, but it can be regarded as a relationship that can be achieved without eight poles.

An Lushan's eyes lit up when he heard this. He raised his fat hand and waved to him, asking him to come forward and asked: "Haha, we have met several times before. Are you used to coming to Fan Yang?"

Only then did Yang Qixuan learn that Ji Wen cared about An Lushan's family background, which made him a little concerned, because he originally thought that Ji Wen was treating him well because he appreciated his character and talents.

He had a very good demeanor and responded: "Thank you for your concern and enquiry. Fanyang has a clear and simple atmosphere and simple folk customs. It is more suitable for me than Chang'an."

An Lushan was very satisfied with this answer and asked again: "Then when you come to Fanyang, what will your family do?"

"My family has been here for generations, and I have many brothers to help me. My parents don't have to worry about me."

"Your children didn't follow?"

"I divorced Ge Nu's daughter, but because of the last case, all my children were snatched away by Li Shiyi! Please help me get them back."

"Don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me." An Lushan promised loudly, the fat on his face trembling.

While he was talking, Fu Chulin also arrived, holding a scroll in his hand. When he saw Yang Qixuan, a smile burst out on his face and he said: "Young Master Anfu can trust Yang Lang's character."

Yang Qixuan felt a little strange after hearing this. The tone of his words was as if Fu Chulin had completely surrendered to An Lushan, which inevitably added an extra layer of attention.

Soon, the banquet started. Fu Chulin took a seat and couldn't wait to open the small scroll in her hand.

Yang Qixuan took a sneak peek and noticed that the names of various treasures were written on the scroll. It turned out to be a gift list.

Fu Chulin has always been greedy for money, so she must have been bribed...

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"Don't worry, Mr. Fu, the saint has no intention of staying in Chang'an."

After a long time, Fu Chulin finally finished reading the gift list, rerolled it with satisfaction, and then revealed the important news.

An Lushan raised his eyebrows and asked, "How can you become prime minister if you don't stay in Chang'an?"

"It's not like Feng Shenwei went back to complain, and the saint tested you." Fu Chulin said: "But with the current situation in Hebei, how can the saint safely transfer you? As long as you show your loyalty, it is nothing more than adding a Zuopushe.

With the title, I will continue to serve.”

"Is this so?" An Lushan was frightened. He held his chest and said, "But what if I refuse to be prime minister?"

"That would make things difficult for the saint." Fu Chulin used her hand to make a knife and made a beheading motion.

An Lushan immediately showed a grateful face and said: "If it hadn't been for the envoy to tell me, I wouldn't have known it. This is a life-saving grace. So according to what the envoy said, I should go to Chang'an?"

Ji Wen rolled his eyes, thought for a while, and suddenly said, "No way."

"Why not?"

"When Mr. Fu leaves, there must be someone who wants to harm Mr. Fu."

"who?"

Ji Wen has already thought about it. Now that he has returned to Fan Yang, he can no longer work as a spy for Yang Guozhong. He can't do both. It is equivalent to having the handle in someone else's hands. Yang Guozhong is not a strict-mouthed person. Also,

Now Xue Bai wants to use Li Cong's relationship to form an alliance with An Lushan. Once An Lushan arrives in Chang'an, Xue Bai will at least find ways to keep him, both to prevent Fan Yang's rebellion and to achieve the purpose of fighting for power. This is not what he wants

The results you want to see.

He continued: "Yang Guozhong, Xue Bai and others have been trying every means to frame the prince."

An Lushan was thinking that a trip to Chang'an would not only paralyze the saint, but also obtain the official title of Zuopushe, and he could return to Fanyang soon. It was the best of all three, why not do it, when he heard Jiwen's words

Generally speaking, I can't help but get confused.

"Da Lang wrote and said that my uncle's attitude towards me has changed."

"How can you trust him?"

Ji Wen thought of Xue Bai's revenge for killing his son, and immediately became excited. Based on his ability to weave crimes, he blurted out a paragraph and said: "In my opinion, Xue Bai must have conspired with Yang Guozhong to want to

Lure the prince to Chang'an to frame him."

At this point, Ji Wen had completely returned to An Lushan's side and put aside Yang Guozhong's attempt to win over him.

And everyone around them started making noises, hoping that An Lushan would not go to Chang'an.

"Yes, what do you want the title of Shangshu Zuopushe? Does the prince of the government lack that little salary? It's better to just raise the army..."

"shut up!"

An Lushan suddenly became furious and threw the wine glass in his hand at the head of the general who was shouting, causing him to drip with blood.

He was still angry. In anger, he was able to lift up his fat body by himself, snatched the whip from the servant's hand, and whipped the servant hard. In front of Fu Chulin, he was able to directly say the word "raise the troops".

It's really lawless.

Sometimes An Lushan feels like a pot lid with boiling hot water underneath, constantly trying to lift him up, but he can no longer cover it.

It was the first time for Fu Chulin, Yang Qixuan and others to see An Lushan angry. A naive and fat white man turned into a devouring evil ghost in the blink of an eye. This change brought more shock than learning that An Lushan was angry.

The raising of troops is even greater.

However, everyone around him acted as if they were used to it. When An Lushan ended his violent behavior, Li Zhuer skillfully helped him sit down and arranged for someone to take the injured general to apply medicine.

"Let the envoy laugh." An Lushan finally controlled his temper, showed his smile again, and said to Fu Chulin: "I am loyal to the saint, and I will never allow anyone to persuade me to betray the saint."

"Yes, yes." Fu Chulin was still frightened and replied with a smile: "I have seen Mr. Anfu's loyalty."

After such an episode, the banquet broke up quickly.

That night, Gao Shang and Yan Zhuang asked to see An Lushan again.

"As to whether to go to Chang'an, Mr. Fu is in a dilemma right now? I have an idea."
To be continued...