Aoyama

Han Shui gave up his dream of avenging his shame and rectifying his name, and gave up his official career.She is as cheap as a dead leaf, so she is destined to have no Lang Lang Qingfen, so what about being flattered, and what about being pampered?For seven days and seven nights, he practiced "Painting Rivers and Mountains" hard in his room without water or rice.He transcribed every word he wanted to say on paper and memorized it by heart.Everything he had to do, he practiced repeatedly by himself and kept it in his heart.

On a sunny day, the garden is as picturesque as spring, and Miss Xun'er is here, dressed in brocade and with a brilliant face.Han Shui bowed and saluted under the pavilion: "The song "Painting Rivers and Mountains" has been bitterly cold for three years. Today, it is completed and dedicated to the girl. I hope you will give me your advice."

Xing'er smiled: "Which one is this performance? The gods are talking." Han Shui played the strings, the sound of the piano was as pleasant as a living spring, clear as a mountain stream, but not far from the original tune, Zhou Zhengrenya.Listening to the song, Xing'er's eyes were quietly stained with a different kind of charm.The song is not long, and the tune is stable, but at the end, Han Shui's hands trembled, and he kept pressing the strings.

Xing'er sighed, took out a silk handkerchief, put it on his body to wipe his sweat, and said softly: "Young master, do you have something to say?" Han Shui raised his eyes, his breath settled: "Mr. Han is not talented, and he is willing to work for the girl. "Xian'er frowned and said: "What are you talking about?" Without hesitation, Han Shui knelt down under the brocade skirt with a plop: "I am willing to serve Your Royal Highness, and I will never change until death."

Xing'er is Qingyang.

Princess Qingyang Yun Bing hooked her lips and helped him up: "I said earlier, I don't need you to work, I only need this skin." Han Shuicheng said: "Under the skin, all the secrets of the past are hidden. A trick of the party."

When there was no reply, Han Shui continued, "Fang Dang is ruthless, if the princess does not fight, she will be killed sooner or later." Yun Bing leaned on the corridor, jokingly said, "In the eyes of the young master, Fang Tuo is ruthless, so this princess is innocent and romantic?"

Hearing this, Han Shui was not in a hurry, first poured a cup of Nurhong, and offered it with both hands: "I'm offended. In Han's eyes, what the princess does is different from what the traitor does." The atmosphere sank, and Yun Bing didn't accept it. Jiu, frowning and asked: "Which point?" Han Shui replied: "The method of the traitorous party traps the people in trouble, and the method of the princess, safes the people in Changle."

In an instant, the dark clouds under the pavilion swept away.Yun Bing waved his sleeves to receive the wine: "You can still talk, but how can I trust you with just one mouth?" Han Shui said: "Princess has world affairs in mind, so she should have heard of Yuhua Pavilion. Within three months, Han called The three-thousand eyeliner in the Yuhua Pavilion is surnamed Yun but not Fang."

Yun Bing said happily: "Okay, this counts as one courtesy, but according to the rules, there are three rituals for doing things for my princess." Han Shui did not mess around, and said bluntly: "Han does not seek to correct his name, but is willing to bear all the infamy in the world. Do what the princess can't do." Yun Bing thought for a moment, noncommittal, and only asked the third gift.

Han Shui's face was gentle, and when he picked the string with his fingertips, it was Yu Yin: "The third gift is what the princess just wanted, this skin bag."

What a show, what a wonderful show.Yun Bing sipped his wine and asked, "Mr. Han doesn't mention General Qi?" : "Master, have you ever thought about it, maybe the chaos in Yinzhou back then was not all the fault of the Fang party."

Han Shui was stunned, he figured out the meaning of the words, and soon understood.Back then, Qi Lin held a heavy army and favored Yuhua whores under Fang Party's subordinates, which was not a good thing for the Qingyang Party, so the county magistrate killed three people must have something strange.After understanding it, it was an overwhelming pain. It turns out that it is a sin to be as rebellious as Qi Lin any time.

The chess game has already started, and people can't help complaining, Han Shuiqiang said calmly: "If this is the case, the princess is wise and decisive." There is no coincidence in the world.Han Shui knows that there is no retreat behind him, and only by winning the princess's trust can he disturb the situation and save Qi Lin.

Crossing the river by boat, Han Shui is well-dressed and then arrives at Lin'an.It's a pity that the wind and moon are full of waves, and now few people remember what he looked like back then.Most of the artisans trained in the same group as him found jobs in various places in the city. This is the beauty of men compared to female prostitutes: in the early years, they were given as gifts to the master's house to inquire about news. After many years of kindness, you can still find an official position, which is still valuable.

Gentle as a green tree, under Shi Mo's arrangement, he became a scribe.When they met, he sized up Han Shui, hesitated for a long time, not daring to recognize each other, and finally smiled generously.

After talking about the old friendship, Han Shui clarified his intention.One, he wants to get the default list of this year's imperial examination by the Ministry of Rites, and two, he wants to know the new tax system that the Ministry of Households is formulating.Bi Shu lived in Shi Mo's residence, Minister of Rites, he was kind and thoughtful, got along well with all the young masters, so it was not difficult to get news.But the difficulty lies in the fact that people have ulterior motives.

Bi Shu frowned and said, "Why are you so ignorant of what's good and bad, and you still rush at the tiger's mouth?" Han Shui asked, "Are you willing to be a bird in a cage or a beast in a cage for the rest of your life?" , just beside the Mingluan River.After a long time, Bi Shu said: "If you want to bring down Fang Dang, I can help you, but you have to do my part."

Asked what was the matter, Bi Shu said: "Party struggles are ruthless and others are sympathetic. You can plot against anyone, but you must not plot against Ye Guansi." Han Shui nodded, solemnly.

In March, seeing that the imperial examination was just around the corner, several noble sons nominated by the Fang family's dark list were found out at critical junctures.Mr. Fang greeted him, suppressed the situation, and ignored him. After all, he was a big tree, and there were many people who found faults and filed complaints for years, and never caused a storm.But after careful investigation, the list was actually leaked from the Yuhua Pavilion. In the eyes of Mr. Peng, this is the opposite.

In the tea house, people were still sitting still, Peng Hao sneered and said: "The sky is still sunny in the imperial city, there are people at both ends, rushing to buy umbrellas everywhere." After scolding, he returned to the pavilion resentfully.

A small secretary in the pavilion said angrily: "Master Peng doesn't know where the Yuhua Pavilion is. Benefactors are quick to talk, not to mention the list, even the emperor and I dare to criticize, how can we blame us?"

Ye Fei changed his clothes, trying to find peace, but the little Si still kept on saying, "Guan Si has devoted all his heart and soul to the Fang family, and he never disagrees. Why don't you justify yourself today?" Being used to it, it doesn't matter how serious it is, Ye Fei closed the door, separated from the noise, opened a hallway behind the screen, and entered the secret room.

The black accounts uncovered were all related to Yuhua Pavilion, and the officials who submitted letters of impeachment were all from the Qingyang Party, no wonder Peng Hao became suspicious.Under the candlelight, Ye Fei flipped through the mottled old accounts, followed the clues, and finally saw the name Qingyan next to the names of Yaoxi and Bishu.

The veil of the water platform is gone, and a pair of slanting shadows are reflected in the sky.Under the moon, Ye Fei's temples were slightly frosty, and he invited people to sit down, while Han Shui respectfully called Ye Guansi.

In the cold early spring, the condensed smoke and condensed snow serve the fermented glutinous rice balls, which are exquisite and sweet.Ye Fei said: "The two servants will be sent back to you, Young Master, just let him deal with you." Han Shui just waved his hands to give up, and still called himself Qingyan: "A relative who raised her, and a life-saving grace, will never be forgotten." Ye Fei smiled casually: "It's all for profit, it's all for profit, not to mention kindness, but to live up to it."

After exchanging pleasantries, Han Shui began to talk about the current situation without saying any secret words, and made the Fang party's decline inevitable, all of which were to the point.Ye Fei put down the celadon bowl in his hand, and sighed: "Ye has been favored by the Fang family, there is absolutely no reason for him to be responsible. The young master knows about this." Han Shui said with a smile: "I am afraid that the Fang family has become suspicious of Guan Si early."

Ye Fei didn't change his expression: "It's thanks to you, my lord." Han Shui was stunned, and then he made up his mind: "The palace examination for a dude is a small matter, but if the new tax system of the Ministry of Households accidentally leaks out of the Yuhua Pavilion, Mr. Peng Can Guan Si still afford to ask the crime?"

Ye Fei raised his eyebrows: "Master, do you intend to confront Ye Mou?" Han Shui said: "If you don't accept Han Mou's request, there will never be peace in Yuhua Pavilion." Ye Fei asked: "I'm really not afraid that I will fight again tonight Let you jump back to the Jinjiang River?" Han Shui clangs: "Life is picked up, don't be afraid."

So desperate, Ye Fei smiled lightly: "Success." Han Shui blinked, unable to believe, but Ye Fei roasted his hands in front of the charcoal fire, and said leisurely: "Ye is not talented. How about a few more words?" Han Shui bowed and said, "Please tell me, Director."

Ye Fei came slowly: "Princess Qingyang is proficient in power and tactics, and she is very good at using people. The group of brains around her is definitely not something you can fight alone. Now, your only value is that you are familiar with the inside story of Yuhua Pavilion. Being able to confess so easily won't make you lose weight in front of others? Besides, when someone sends you to do things, it is definitely not because they trust you. As Ye Mou expected, every move you do after entering the imperial city is done by someone else. Princess Qingyang is staring at it." Han Shui's back felt cold, and he was at a loss for words.

Condensing the smoke and warming the wine, congealing the snow to add carbon, Ye Fei went on to say: "Things will be smooth when things are slow, let's not talk about abandoning the light and turning to the dark. From now on, Ye Mou will inquire about the news of Yuhua Pavilion, and Qing Princess Yang sent a copy, what do you think?" Han Shui calmed down and said, "Thank you, Guan Si."

Tasting the aroma of the wine, both of them were silent.Han Shui calmed down and realized another feeling - there are no coincidences in the world. Ye Fei's words seemed to be for him, but in reality he just wanted to stabilize the situation and muddle through.

After thinking about it again and again, Han Shui opened his mouth: "It's a good thing to be able to drink the news of Yuhua Pavilion with the Fang family, but Han came all the way, so he can't return empty-handed."

As the frost gradually engulfed, Ye Fei seemed to have finally waited for a trial, and his voice became hoarse: "Speak." Han Shui said: "Although Xingzhou is far away, the scenery is unique. Wen Guansi's youngest son is eight years old this year. Let Han take him for a tour of the mountains and rivers, so that Princess Qingyang can see Guan Si's sincerity."

Ye Fei's hands stiffened, and the wine spilled all over the floor.Ning Xue hurriedly went up to help her, Ning Yan said angrily: "How can there be such a person in the world who will avenge his kindness!" Han Shui's expression did not change, but his palms were already covered with cold sweat: "If Ye Guansi doesn't agree, you can tie me up and send me away!" With Mr. Peng." Ye Fei shook his head and sighed: "I have condescended to look at the color all my life, and dare not speak lofty before I die. I will entrust the child to the young master."

Watching the small boat in Jiangxin go away slowly, Ning Yan's eyes were red, and she sobbed: "Guan Si only has two sons, Mr. Fang detained one, and he wants to take the other away. How cruel!" Ning Xue also said Resentful: "I agreed to him today, I'm afraid it will be more difficult to do in the future. It's better to tell Mr. Peng to cut the grass and root out."

Ye Fei seemed drunk, sighed, and said, "You guys act viciously, but you don't know that he is saving the Yuhua Pavilion." Ningyan Ningxue was puzzled, and Ye Fei said to himself: "The Fang family is powerful But he doesn't know restraint, King Cheng is favored but doesn't think about seeking the country. If things go on like this, it is inevitable that the country will change hands. Qing...Han Shui came here, eager to make meritorious service, but in the end, he couldn't bear the disaster that Yuhua Pavilion will suffer in the future .”

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Ye Lao Guansi of Yuhua Pavilion lowered his eyebrows to look at the color, and did not dare to speak high when he was still alive.