Emperor Nagasawa [Rebirth]

On the third day after Wen Renyan returned to Beijing, Jiang Ze met the uncle.

They haven't seen each other for many years, and Jiang Ze has not been close to him since he was a child, let alone now that one is the emperor and the other is no more than a white man, the two of them are naturally a little estranged from each other.Fortunately, the attendants quickly served hot tea, and the musicians played the piano and flute, so Wen Renyan was not too restrained.

There was no sound for a while, only the sound of prostitution was endless.

After Jiang Ze waved away the attendants and handed Wen Renyan a cup of tea with his own hands, the slightly stiff atmosphere eased up a bit.

Jiang Ze stared at Wen Renyan lightly.

The younger sister was the most beautiful woman in Jiang country in the past, and the elder brother Wen Renyan is of course no different.Even though he was approaching his destiny and his face was getting old, his temperament became more and more gentle like jade.Jiang Ze even saw some empathy from him.There was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, but it was soon annihilated in indifference and alienation.

When it was almost time for Wen Renyan to drink, Jiang Ze said: "Uncle has been back for three days, do you think the scenery of this capital has changed?"

Wen Renyan put down the cup and plate in his hand unhurriedly, and his movements were extremely elegant: "We haven't seen each other in six years, and the prosperity is getting better and better."

He was also staring at Jiang Ze.

The handsome young man who had begun to show charm six years ago has grown into the glorious emperor he is today.He looks a lot like his sister, only a little less gorgeous and a little more fierce.Wen Renyan's eyes were filled with nostalgia.

Seeing it, Jiang Ze curled his lips: "How is uncle doing these years?"

Wen Renyan's face was full of warmth: "Heze County is the place where my Wenren family made a fortune, and it can be regarded as a fallen leaf returning to its roots. There is no reason for it. It's just that I often miss your Majesty and the former queen, and occasionally get hurt."

He looked at Jiang Ze with even more warmth on his face, "It's been six years since I left, and I'm getting old...Your Majesty has also grown up."

Jiang Su was standing in front of a dilapidated earthen house in the northern suburbs, looking around.

It was very windy and snowy that day, and the footsteps along the way were quickly covered with eloquence.

Yesterday morning, he found a roll of bamboo slips from the file. At first he thought it was a matter handed over by his subordinates. After reading it, he found that it was written on a very interesting case. The eldest son handed over a lot of family property to the eldest son, but before he died, he inexplicably gave all the family property to the second son.The elders and the eldest son in the family were very dissatisfied at first, but the second son was very dependent on the eldest son and let the eldest son decide everything, so he suppressed his dissatisfaction.Soon there was a rich family with a random surname who took a fancy to the land of this family and wanted to grab it by force.The eldest son made many negotiations with them, and finally succeeded in stopping them.But at this time, the eldest son was suddenly killed, and then the second son, in the name of revenge, cut off the left and right arms left by the eldest son, expelled them all, and successfully took over the family power and annexed the family.

Of course, in order to make everything look more natural, the writer actually asked at the end: How is the eldest son?If the person who killed the eldest son was the second son, how should the second son be punished?Tomorrow, at a quarter of an hour, I will wait for His Highness to solve my doubts in my humble house in the northern suburbs.

What an interesting story, and what an interesting way to invite people.

Jiang Su read all ten lines at a glance, his face became colder and colder.After reading the whole story again, including the details and ambiguities, he finally closed the bamboo slip with a "snap", and said word by word, "Check it out for me."

The guards quickly found out everything.

A staff member under his command accepted the generous gift from the Ye family, and secretly put this scroll of bamboo slips on top of his desk to ensure that he could see it as soon as possible.That is to say, the person who led him out was either the Ye family or had a great relationship with the Ye family.

What does that person want to do?

Is writing a specious story to tell him what he thought was extremely secret, but in fact, someone has seen through everything and used it as a bargaining chip to blackmail him?Tsk, how ridiculous.

There was a little coldness in Jiang Su's eyes, and he took a step towards the room.

His hand was about to touch the wooden door.

Then he seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly turned his head and stared into the distance.However, as far as the eye can see, there is only pure white, and there is no extra movement.

Jiang Su slowly looked away.

He put away the bamboo umbrella and pushed the wooden house away with a "squeak".

Although the wooden house is small, there is a hole in the sky.

The northern suburbs are sparsely populated, so it is a bit colder than the capital city.Xu was afraid of sitting on the ground for a long time, so he spread a thick layer of fur.There is a brand new desk in the middle of the room, with some bowls of hot tea on it.It can be seen that these are arranged hastily, and it is extremely easy to destroy the corpses and traces.

Sitting cross-legged across from the table was a handsome Confucian scholar, with a pale face that had just recovered from a serious illness.Jiang Su recognized this person, he was Ye's eldest son, and he was also the person Jiang Ze met when he left the palace privately.

Combined with what he wrote in the bamboo slips, could it be that he planned to appear in front of Aze in the first place?

Jiang Su's mood changed a few times, but his face was calm, and he looked at the Confucian scholar in front of him lightly.

Ye Nanpei met Jiang Su's gaze—even if there was only scrutiny and coldness in it, his gaze was still bright.He greedily stared at Jiang Su's tall and long figure, stood up for a while and smiled and said, "Please, Your Highness."

Jiang Su didn't move.

He still looked at Ye Nanpei coldly.

Ye Nanpei was not in a hurry, but instead looked at him with full eyes.After a long while, when Jiang Su finally couldn't help but want to leave with a flick of his sleeves, he narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly, "Please Your Highness, please help me explain my doubts, or let me help Your Highness explain my doubts... Choose one of the two, and it's up to Your Highness to choose."

The sound of silk and bamboo, the hot air in the tea house, blurred the vision bit by bit.

Jiang Ze looked at the modest Wen Renyan in front of him, and the curve of his lips deepened: "Uncle is serious, you are not old at all."

"The ancestors said that 'an old man stands on the ground, and his ambition is a thousand miles away'. Isn't that true for my uncle?"

Wen Renyan shook his head with a broken smile, and sighed for a while.

"Six years ago, we were over the age of [-], and we were forced to stay away from the power center of the Jiang Kingdom in order to protect the foundation of our family. It was hard to repay our ambitions. These years, we have been cultivating in Heze County, raising flowers and birds all day long, and taking pleasure in educating our children and grandchildren. , has long lost the sharpness of the past. Even if you have "aspirations for thousands of miles", you still have more than enough energy."

Jiang Ze finally drew a sneering arc on his lips, and repeated it pointingly: "It's such a 'more than enough heart but not enough power'."

Wen Renyan paused with a smile.

He put his eyes back on Jiang Ze's face, and there was no right surprise in his cloudy eyes.

Jiang Ze looked directly at him, his gaze slightly cold and persuasive: "Don't you understand, uncle?"

Wen Renyan was silent for a while, then smiled calmly again: "Please tell your majesty clearly, what should you know?"

Jiang Ze took a sip of hot water slowly and stared at him lightly.

The sound of the piano outside the house gradually died down, and the sound of the flute sobbed in his heart, as if there was a feeling of stagnation and obstruction, which made Wen Renyan gently raise his eyebrows.

Jiang Su sat down.

Ye Nanpei didn't mind his indifference, and lightly closed his eyes and smiled: "This is a high-quality tribute brought by my father from the land of the Southern Barbarians, and it will definitely not disgrace His Highness." After speaking, he held the teacup with both hands and handed it to him. In front of Jiang Su.

Jiang Su noticed that the young man seemed a little nervous, and the hand holding the teacup was still trembling - this was in line with Ye Nanpei's personality he knew - but he only glanced at the teacup with a cold peripheral vision, and Don't pick it up: "Playing mysteries."

Ye Nanpei smiled proudly when he heard it: "As long as I can see His Highness, what's the point of pretending to be mysterious?" As he spoke, he slightly raised his jaw and laughed cleverly.He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were full of slyness, and he looked extremely casual and comfortable.

But Jiang Su saw a hint of Jiang Ze's shadow on his face, and suddenly clenched his right hand in his sleeve: "Are you threatening me?"

"How could I threaten Your Highness?!" Xu Shi saw his sweetheart, and Ye Nanpei's pale face turned a little rosy at this moment.But hearing Jiang Su's words, he felt a dull pain in his chest for a moment, and his face turned pale again.He stared deeply at Jiang Su, his eyes became a little sad, and he murmured, "...Even if someone puts a knife on Xia's neck, I will not threaten His Highness."

However, Jiang Su didn't quite understand what this strange man was thinking.He could only frown and said, "Why did you lead me here?"

Ye Nanpei smiled bitterly.

Although he always followed Jiang Su in his previous life, and there were rumors of "too close friendship", it was just his wishful thinking, and Jiang Su didn't bother to pay attention to him when it didn't matter.After all, his talent, learning and strategy were not outstanding, and Jiang Su probably regarded him as a dispensable aide until his death.He also thought about telling him everything after he got to know Jiang Su well and gained Jiang Su's trust.

But all his plans were messed up a few days ago when he heard that the Ye family was selected as a caravan because of the appearance of hemp paper.Because this is something that did not appear in the previous life, combined with the accident that happened to him, all the details began to change!

But these things began to change, but the people involved in this game did not change at all.His father is still ambitious, Jiang Su is still trapped in the mud rabbit, Jiang Ze is still eyeing... Only he knows everything, and it will disappear unconsciously!

Ye Nanpei felt a little fear again.

He was afraid that if he lived another life, he would end up in such a state, that Jiang Su would still die, and even more afraid of seeing Jiang Ze's cold and vicious face... His heart was already in a mess.

He spent three days in such disorganized thoughts, and finally wrote it down after deliberation and desperation, and entrusted someone to hand it over to Jiang Su.

Jiang Ze is the emperor of the Jiang Kingdom. It is impossible to bring down the emperor of a country within a year by relying on the power of the Ye family.

But he has no way out.

He can only bet that Jiang Su at this time is as wise and calm as in his previous life, can see his sincerity, and is willing to believe him.

Ye Nanpei's hands were already folded together.But he tried his best to maintain his composure, "I know His Highness will find it hard to believe what happened to me, after all, these are too unbelievable, but... I do know a lot of things I shouldn't know!"

He took a deep breath, and said softly as if he had made up his mind: "I know, His Highness wants that position... My Ye family is willing to do everything to help His Highness get what he wants!"

Jiang Su slowly narrowed his eyes.

The author has something to say: The brains of the little angels in the last chapter of PS are really strange. Although there are very close answers, there is no complete truth =. =.Maybe the reason for Jiang Su's rebellion will not be clearly written out until the end, but I will try my best to let my friends understand...

small theater:

Once upon a time, there was a male supporting role, his IQ was not very high, and later he was reborn, thinking that he would be able to get promoted and raise his salary, become a powerful minister, become rich and handsome, and reach the pinnacle of his life, so he jumped up and down and was slapped by Gao Fushuai died.

Well, the story of the male supporting role is finished, let me ask: How much shadow area does he have in his heart?