Laughing at Chang'an

On the last day of May, the list of candidates for the new president was announced.Compared with the last time, the ranking basically didn't change, except that Li Shen was automatically disqualified because of his death, and the people below moved up one by one, and the new candidate who finally squeezed into the list was not a certain regiment leader, but Feng He.

Everyone was surprised for a moment, and then relieved. Anyway, even if there was an extra river blockade, there was no suspense about Geng Yan's election, and the voting was just a formality.

On June [-], [-] in the Tang Dynasty, the formal election of the new president was held in the meeting hall of Weiyang Palace.

In just half a year, a lot of things happened in Chang'an, and the Geng Army was on the cusp of the storm, but Geng Yan was more low-key. On weekdays, the dragon never saw the end, and rarely appeared in public.But on election day, he still came.

In terms of tolerance, no one in Chang'an can match Geng Yan.Regardless of appearance and identity, no one can ignore him standing there.Many people present watched him start from nothing and step by step to today. No matter what they thought in their hearts, they had to admit that this person was born to do great things, and they were not as good as him.

Geng Yan sat on the seat where Li Shen used to sit, with no expression on his face, he lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest.When the election was about to start, there was a sudden commotion at the door. Feng He, wearing a gray cloak and carrying a large bamboo basket, walked into the door of the hall, smiled and greeted the few people sitting at the end, and then shook his hand. Yang, the cyan fruits fell like raindrops, rolling away on the table, touching one by one, stopping right in front of everyone.

The people around the discussion table were stunned, and then even if someone teased Feng He and told him to change his career to do magic tricks, some people directly asked him why he was playing this trick, this guy held a fruit in his hand, and said brazenly: "Bribe you!" , remember to vote for me later."

"Trough! Such a bitter barley fruit, are you willing to take it out and give it away?" Someone laughed and cursed, the fruit in his hand had already opened the skin, obviously he overestimated the degree of shamelessness of Feng He and was tricked.Feng He peeled the fruit in his hand and walked to the seat in front, opened the chair and sat down, he twirled a piece of fruit pulp and put it in his mouth, chewed for a while, then turned his head and shouted at the person who scolded loudly: "Where is it? My food is obviously sweet Yes, it's your own luck, okay?"

So some unbelieving warriors tasted it, and their expressions were immediately changed, and they were so painful that they couldn't speak.A crowd of people blocked the river, and Huang Sha, who was watching the play innocently, was also pulled into the water and forced to taste the fruit in front of him.

Huang Sha looked as usual, and commented: "Sweet."

Everyone was skeptical, and someone tried to peel the fruit. Huang Sha saw Wang Ziyun sitting next to him peeling the fruit, so he reached out and touched his leg under the table.Wang Ziyun was slightly taken aback, then silently put the fruit in his hand back on the table.Sure enough, soon there was another round of scolding.

The clerks of the guild started to distribute the voting forms with their hands. Feng He put his legs crossed on the table, slowly peeled the fruit with his hands, and put pieces of fruit flesh into his mouth.He quietly looked at Geng Yan, who was at the front opposite, and the latter finished ticking off the form, put down his pen, and raised his head to meet Feng He's gaze.

After silently staring at each other for a moment, Feng He raised the fruit in his hand to Geng Yan, and made a gesture of please.Geng Yan looked at the green fruit on the table in front of him, picked it up, peeled off the peel, took a piece and put it in his mouth.

Bitter, bitter and astringent.

The bitter taste spread in his mouth, Geng Yan raised his head to look at Feng He, but the other party had already looked away, the face that always smiled lazily was tired, and there was a haze in the calmness, Feng He leaned his head back on the chair On the back, put the bitter fruit pulp into the mouth one by one, chewing silently.

Geng Yan slowly frowned thoughtfully.

The voting ended, and the result of the public vote was a bit unexpected. Geng Yan ranked first with 68 votes, and the next highest vote was actually Feng He, with a total of [-] votes, leaving Huang Sha with one vote and Wang Ziyun with one vote.Feng He himself was shocked, saying that if he had known this earlier, he must have brought two more baskets of fruit, and each person would distribute a few more, maybe a miracle would happen.

The crowd laughed again.

The Geng Army family dominates, and not everyone is happy to see such a situation, and this vote already speaks for itself.But the situation is there, if they are asked to stand up against Geng Yan publicly, no one will take the risk.After the election, Feng He greeted Huang Sha, glanced at Geng Yan surrounded by the crowd, turned and left.

Some people laugh happily in the spring breeze, some people are dying alone waiting to die, winners and losers, nothing more than the same.

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The news that Geng Yan was formally elected as the president of the guild came out, and the entire Geng army rejoiced. Li Xifeng proposed to celebrate, but Geng Yan said that since it had already been done once, there was no need to do it again.

Li Xifeng pondered Geng Yan's tone, and felt that the other party probably thought of Li Shen, so he obediently kept his mouth shut.

Gong Yun, who was busy rebuilding the intelligence system, was called back to the hall by Geng Yan, and closed the door to talk in the small building temporarily used as Geng Yan's office.

In front of Gong Yun, Geng Yan removed the disguise from his eyes and said calmly, "I am from the West Land, and my real name is Marcus Shu'en."

The boiling kettle on the coffee table was banging against the lid. Gong Yun reached out and turned off the fire door. His expression didn't look too shocked, but he wasn't completely calm either.He looked at the tea set in front of him for a long time, with a relieved smile on his face.

"It is you who I have chosen, and intend to follow for the rest of my life. Whether you are called Geng Yan or His Majesty the Emperor, it is the same."

Geng Yan smiled and said, "I thought you would be a little more surprised."

"I'm very surprised." Gong Yun picked up the kettle to make tea, and said calmly, "If I knew you were the emperor, I would never have gone with you."

"why?"

"When I was young, I was proud and arrogant, and I liked to take dangerous paths." Gong Yun showed a look of reminiscence, and smiled a little helplessly, "It's too unfulfilling to directly assist the emperor."

Geng Yan laughed out loud.

Gong Yun finished making tea, filled it for Geng Yan and himself, watched the smoke overflowing from the teacup, suppressed his smile, raised his head and asked, "Suddenly reveal your identity to me, what are you planning to do?"

This is not a question, but a statement. Geng Yan took a sip from the hot teacup and nodded.

"My identity was exposed. Lin Guo suddenly betrayed me a while ago, and that's why."

Gong Yun's eyes darkened, hesitantly said: "Then Xiaoshen..."

"Well, Lin Guo has told him. Besides, Feng He and Hades also know about it, as well as the Li Tea House. I expect they will disclose my identity to the public in the near future, and attack the Geng Army." Geng Yan said .

Gong Yun frowned and asked, "Is there any evidence?"

"I'm not sure, but Du Zhong should be in their hands." Geng Yan's expression was not very good-looking, he never concealed his true emotions in front of Gong Yun, "Du Zhong is mine, and the possibility of betraying me is very high." Low, but it's hard to say whether they have some special means to read his memory."

"This matter is a bit tricky. As the saying goes, there are no waves without wind. It is easy to arouse people's suspicion, but it is very difficult to clarify." People's associations, more evidence will only emerge one after another, and when the time comes, the Geng Army will be very passive.

"So you plan to strike first?" Gong Yun asked Geng Yan.

Geng Yan nodded: "Since it is known, it is impossible to seal everyone's mouths. I need you to help me stabilize the situation inside the Geng Army. In addition, I have a secret manpower to hand over to you. Use them to create chaos in Datang, muddy the water, and give me enough time to delay."

"Delaying time? Are you going to..."

"Yes, I am going to war against Datang." Geng Yan said without hesitation, "From the very beginning, I did not intend to keep Chang'an, I will destroy it completely, although the time is not yet fully ripe, but there is no need to wait any longer gone."

Gong Yun fell silent. From Geng Yan's seemingly plain words, he could already foresee a huge war that would shake the world.The man in front of him is the emperor of the Guangming Empire, and he is also standing at the peak of Chang'an today. He can turn the world upside down with a single move of his hand, and he can lay down millions of corpses in one word.

The son of Liuxianhe's aristocratic family has been elegant all his life, and his demeanor and upbringing engraved into the bone marrow have now turned into wild laughter. Gong Yunxiao leaned back and forth, and burst into tears.

How lucky.

In troubled times, heroes emerge, and the destiny determines the emperor.When he was young, he looked down on the so-called "Master Ming" and chose Geng Yan, a mercenary, and he wanted to put him on the throne.But now it seems that a mere king of Chang'an is nothing.

What his emperor wants is this world.

Gong Yun wiped away the tears from laughing, stood up, bowed his knees.

"Yun, willing to die for His Majesty."

………………

The crescent moon rises into the night sky, and the sky is full of stars, shining brightly on the world.

On the song stage, beautiful women dance with sleeves gracefully, singing a song of long-lasting love.On the attic, I stand by the window to seal the river, looking at the thousands of lights in Chang'an, drinking bitter wine alone.

In the silent and dark stone room, Mu Xiaobai brushed one cold sword after another.

Rice wine was being boiled in a small stove, and there was a lone boat on the moat. For the first time in Li's life, Teahouse raised a glass to Hades in front of him.

All kinds of people have different states, each has its own way of life, and each has its own dream.This Chang'an in the dream, the world in the dream, will never be the same.

"You conspired and I conspired, and I can't count people's rights and interests... Your ideals and my justice are all his bullshit."

The absurd singing sound echoed in the deep courtyard. The adjutant unsealed the 60-year-old gate under his bed, hugged the wine jar and raised his legs and howled at the moon wolf.

After howling and drinking enough, he patted his butt and stood up and left.

This time, the wind is blowing and the water is cold.