Chapter 1203: The End

Under Lin Haoran's confused gaze, Xu Jie stood up from his seat.

It's just that he didn't step forward to help Yan Shifan, but he suddenly "pounced" and knelt on the ground, looked at Yan Song and said sincerely: "Lord Yuanfu, please rest assured!" If I, Xu Zisheng, have such ability, I will do my best to protect the world, if I violate this statement, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed! ”

The sudden kneeling was another one, which made the family members and domestic slaves of the Yan Mansion both surprised and delighted. Especially the two crying women who looked at Xu Jie and knelt down, only to find that things seemed to be different from what they thought.

Even if the pillars of their Yan family lose power, even if Xu Jie's successful ascension to the throne, with Xu Jie's respectful attitude, their Yan Mansion is not only safe and sound, but can even continue to be prominent for a while.

Ay......

Lin Haoran sighed lightly, seeing the changes in the surrounding atmosphere, his eyes stared at Xu Jie, who was kneeling on the ground, and a sense of admiration surged in his heart.

Those who achieve great things can bend and stretch, and Xu Jie is undoubtedly well versed in this.

"Don't be like that! Zisheng, please get up! Yan Song seemed a little caught off guard, and immediately got up from the chair with emotion, wanting to step forward and pull Xu Jie up from the ground.

Yan Nian, who was waiting next to him, reacted quickly and grabbed Yan Song's arm, while Yan Song stretched out a hand and put it on Xu Jie's arm. Although his palms were already thin, Xu Jie's arms were also slender, and he grabbed them hard.

Xu Jie felt that force, so he got up from the ground, looking at Yan Song with a loyal expression. He no longer seems to be Yan Song's political enemy, but Yan Song's former successor, who will use all his strength to keep Yan Song out, and will be one of the protectors of Yan Mansion in the future.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the Yan family's father and son were too greedy for power and still refused to retreat until they were eighty years old, Xu Jie would not have been willing to follow the Yan family, which was full of friends?

All kinds of temptations, both sides have already had a result.

Yan Song felt Xu Jie's heart, and he patted Xu Jie's palm again and again and said movingly: "Okay, good, with your words today, I will be blind to death!" ”

"Lord Yuanfu has followed the holy cultivation path for many years, and his body is still so strong, he will definitely be able to live a long life!" Xu Jie followed Yan Song to clasp his hands, and his eyes responded with affection.

Looking at this harmonious scene, the corners of Lin Haoran's mouth twitched slightly, and at the same time, he was both afraid and lucky in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that he ran away in order to sow discord, and he was still cheeky and lazy at other people's family banquets. With Xu Jie's attitude and acting skills, he thought that he instructed Zhang Wei's clever behavior of stealing credit, and I am afraid that he will become the scapegoat for the whole incident. At this moment, I am afraid that Xu Jie will be accused of scolding the villain, putting all the blame on him or Wu Shan, and then uniting with the Yan Party to destroy his side.

"I'm old, I'm really old!" Yan Song let out a long sigh and shook his head repeatedly.

If it weren't for the fact that he knew that his body couldn't bear it for a few years, and he really didn't have the energy to deal with countless tricks, let alone guess the emperor's unpredictable mind, how could he accept the current result so easily.

The root cause of his loss of power is not Yan Shifan, but his eighty-three-year-old figure or this increasingly hesitant head.

"Little Pavilion Old, please get up quickly! This time it's the old man who is old, I will compensate you! Xu Jie helped Yan Song to sit down again, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Yan Shifan up from the ground, looking apologetic.

Although Yan Shifan hated Xu Jie, he was also kneeling by Xu Jie, which resolved a lot of resentment. The most important thing is that Xu Jie's choice to accept his knees is undoubtedly to prove that he will not fall into the trap for himself.

It's just that he pushed Xu Jie's hand away hard, and he still didn't have a good face for Xu Jie. He didn't need Xu Jie's "let go" of himself at all, with his Yan Shifan's resourcefulness and strength, he was enough to deal with everything easily, and he would not accept this one failure.

After this little episode, the atmosphere seemed more cheerful at the next banquet.

Yan Song called Yan Hong, Yan Hu and other grandchildren and nephews over and asked them to toast Xu Jie one by one. Xu Jie, the old man in law, seemed amiable, and was very concerned about these juniors, and said some words of encouragement to them.

Lin Haoran sat quietly in the last seat, seeing all these changes, but in the face of the fragrant piece of venison in the bowl, he had lost the slightest appetite.

After eating the banquet, Xu Jie refused Yan Song's retention, and made an appointment to visit again after a while, so he left in a sedan chair.

"Lord Yuanfu, the lower officials will no longer bother, and they will leave first!"

Lin Haoran was like an outsider, and when Xu Jie left, he also followed Yan Song to say goodbye, and then walked out of the tall gate of Yan Mansion alone.

It was already dusk, and the sky outside was calm, with no sign of a storm.

He always thought that after years of tempering, he had been able to dominate the officialdom, wrestle directly with the court bosses, and be able to participate in this power game.

But just today, he realized that he was actually far from enough, and the sowing of discord on this trip was full of childishness.

No one in this officialdom is too stupid, no one is so arrogant, and it is more about the interests of all parties. Ordinary officialdom old fritters understand this, let alone old foxes of the level of Yan Song and Xu Jie.

It is true that Yan Song and Xu Jie are political enemies, but after all, they are not enemies of life and death, just for the throne of the first assistant.

Now that the emperor has made a clear decision, everything is destined to be settled.

Yan Song has lost a phase, but he has accumulated a lot of family wealth over the years, and he has millions of acres of fertile land in Jiangxi, so he doesn't look like a loser.

What's more, he is already eighty-three years old, even if he can compete for Xu Jie, but he can't compete with the emperor, let alone this God. Now he chooses to "retire after success", which is undoubtedly a wise choice.

Obviously, although Yan Song is old, his brain is not confused, and it is impossible to fight with Xu Jie easily.

Xu Jie hated Yan Song for a while, but now that the position of the first assistant is about to be obtained, his enmity with Yan Song will naturally disappear. At the moment, it is imperative that he sit firmly in the position of the first assistant, and at the same time prevent the frantic counterattack of the Yan Party.

Now, as long as Yan Song retreats honestly, in order to prevent them from fighting back wildly, he is naturally willing to make some compromises.

Yan Song needs to retire peacefully from the position of the first assistant, and needs to help his son Yan Shifan through this difficulty, Xu Jie also needs to take over the position of the first assistant peacefully, and he also wants to avoid the crazy counterattack of the Yan party.

From yesterday's conflict of interests, the two sides have become potential partners with mutual demands in the blink of an eye, and with these two old foxes working together, cooperation is naturally a matter of course.

On the other hand, Lin Haoran ran from the north of the city to sow discord, and cheekily stayed here to watch a good show, this idea seems so immature, he can't see this court situation clearly, and he doesn't understand the true meaning of this officialdom.

Lin Haoran walked down the more than ten steps of the Yan Mansion, looked back at the Yan Mansion with a high courtyard, and looked at the plaque with a black background and gilded font. But he knew very well in his heart that this place had slowly lost its color, and gradually moved away from this court with open guns and hidden arrows.