A traitor

Back at the Shangshu Mansion, Su Qinglang felt panicked in his heart, sat in the room for a while, and asked to call the housekeeper again.

The housekeeper walked into the study, and saw Su Qinglang pacing back and forth by the window, seemingly restless.

Mr. Su has been proud of his spring breeze for so many years, but he has never had such a time, the housekeeper can't help but feel puzzled.

Walked over and bowed to him: "My lord..."

Su Qinglang stood still for a moment, looked at him, and asked, "Is there any news from the palace recently?"

The butler stood up straight, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No..."

Hearing this, Su Qinglang was even more worried. If it was in the past, he would have known about Wan Yuzhen's pregnancy before the Prime Minister's Mansion.

However, until now, they haven't received any news, which made it clear that Wan Yuzhen didn't want him to know about it, or, before the emperor announced it to the public, she didn't want him to know about it.

He thought for a moment, and said, "I see, you can go down."

He also heard the housekeeper say: "My lord, during the two days you were away, Mr. Sun came to look for you."

Su Qinglang hummed, secretly thinking that since the last time he said goodbye to his grandson Zhong hurriedly, it had been a few days since he had seen him, and he wondered why he came to see him.

After hesitating in the room for a moment, he still decided to go to Sun Zizhong. Shu Tongru thought that he was going out, worried about Su Qinglang's body, so he followed behind him.

Because Sun Zizhong's grandfather never liked people like Su Qinglang, and he didn't have that kind of self-torture mentality, so he ran into the mansion specifically to scold him.

So Ruyi secretly stuffed a small note into the guard at the gate, and asked her grandson to meet him at a tea house in the city.

Sitting on the second floor of the teahouse, he first ordered a pot of good tea, sat by the window and supported himself with one hand, watching the scenery outside, lost in thought for a while.

After waiting for a while, I saw Sun Zizhong rushing over, sweating profusely and panting a little while walking, obviously he came in a hurry from the residence.

He stood across from Su Qinglang, wiped his sweat, and said, "Sorry, Qinglang, I'm late..."

Su Qinglang brought a cup of half-warm tea to him, and said, "It's okay, I didn't wait long anyway."

Sun Zizhong raised his head to see Su Qinglang's face, frowned and said, "Qinglang, what's wrong with you, why is your complexion so bad?"

Su Qinglang said: "I'm fine, it's just that I didn't pay attention yesterday, I had a fever for a while, after taking the medicine, I'm already much better."

When the voice fell, Sun Tzuzhong complained angrily: "Since you are not feeling well, you should rest in the mansion. If you want to see me, send someone to let me know. I will go to the mansion to find you again. Why come all the way here?" ?”

Seeing that he was acting like an old lady again, Su Qinglang smiled wryly: "I'm really fine, I just haven't been here for many days and want to go out for a stroll."

After a pause, he looked at Sun Zizhong's appearance and said, "It's you, if you don't have time, just send someone to tell me. I don't have anything to do. I just heard from the servants in the mansion that you came to see me, so you came to see me." Seeing you, a person in the city, there are plenty of opportunities, if you don't see it, make an appointment again."

Sun Tzuzhong smiled and said: "Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that I want to read old Mr. Chen Mengxi's notes about mountains and rivers in the past two days. I remember that you have some old gentleman's handwriting, so I want to borrow them to read." look."

"Just now, I was helping my grandfather sort out some books. I couldn't leave for a while, and I missed the time. Because I also want to see you, I took this opportunity just right."

Su Qinglang heard the words and said: "Those notebooks are in the old house, I didn't bring them out, if you want to read them, ask Er Niang directly, she knows where I keep my things."

Sun Tzu Zhong hummed, thanked him, and said: "I remember when you were studying, you always wanted to take notes on the paintings of landscapes, and I will give them to you when they are finished."

Su Qinglang was taken aback, he didn't expect him to plan this way, not only was he very moved: "It's hard for you to remember, this took a lot of effort, if you are tired, then don't draw."

Sun Tzuzhong smiled, lowered his eyes and said, "When I was helping my grandfather organize the books today, I accidentally found a few of them, which coincided with yours."

"I don't have anything to do at the moment. I just practice my pen. If I really feel tired, I will give it to you after a few days."

Now that Sun Zizhong's grandfather was mentioned, Su Qinglang couldn't help asking about the recent situation of the two demon kings in the palace, so he said, "I haven't seen Mrs. Sun for a while, so I don't know how the prince and princess are doing now with their studies?"

Unlike in the past, when it came to His Highness's studies, Sun Zizhong was obviously much more cheerful this time, and nodded with a wry smile, "Although the princess is still the same recently and hasn't made much progress, the crown prince is quite diligent. The influence of time is also much smaller, my grandfather even praised the prince to me two days ago!"

Hearing this, Su Qinglang was very happy, and heard him say: "All of this, I also want to thank you, Qinglang, for arranging it."

Su Qinglang was startled, and then pretended to be confused and said: "His Royal Highness, thanks to the teachings of Mr. Sun and the other Taifus, what does it have to do with me? It's not like you don't know that I, the young Fu, are just a That's all, what can I teach His Highness?"

Sun Zizhong nodded slightly: "The imperial concubine never asks about the matters of the two highnesses, but now she actually mentioned to the emperor that the two highnesses should teach separately. Although you don't say it, I also know that you are the one who arranged for it."

"To tell you the truth, my grandfather often complained to me before, saying that His Highness is not qualified to be a king, but now, he is delighted by His Highness's growth, although it is still a bit far away from our desired goal. But , isn't the most beautiful thing in this world exactly hope?"

Hearing this, Su Qinglang lowered her eyes and murmured: "Your Highness, it will get better and better."

Say these words to grandson Zhong, and also to himself. In the long and endless night, that child gave him the only light.

He has no hope, so I give him hope.

Because he said so, Su Qinglang believed that Li Chengyi would become a lord worthy of giving up his life in the future.

As for how long this future is, he doesn't want to look forward to it yet.One thing is for sure, though, that things are slowly getting better, aren't they?

"However, there is one thing, I am a little worried..."

Su Qinglang was picking up the teapot and pouring tea for himself, when Sun Zizhong said slowly: "You know, the imperial concubine is happy, right?"

It seems that apart from their Shangshu Mansion, several important officials in the imperial court almost knew about it, Su Qinglang paused and nodded.

Sun Zizhong continued: "Today, grandfather went to meet the emperor, because the imperial concubine and empress have a happy event, the emperor is very happy."

Su Qinglang hummed, and continued the action of pouring tea just now: "This is what it should be."

In the early years, when a child died young, anyone would be happy to have a child this year, let alone the emperor who has a miserable knee.

He also heard Sun Tzu Zhong say: "The emperor summoned several veteran ministers to discuss and pray for the dragon heir in the womb of the imperial concubine, and ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to rush to make the golden plate that will be given to the prince when the prince is born."

After a pause, he added: "The prince's specifications."

Hearing this, Su Qinglang was stunned for a moment, the teapot in his hand was tipped over, and the tea in the cup overflowed without realizing it.

When Sun Zizhong saw it, he hurriedly supported him, took the teapot over, and took a tentative look at Su Qinglang.

Su Qinglang suddenly came back to his senses, and said again: "This...is not suitable for etiquette?"

Sun Zizhong hummed: "So I am a little worried that in the future, the emperor will favor the noble concubine's son too much, and may neglect the prince."

He said it tactfully, but Su Qinglang knew very well, not to mention ignoring the prince, it is possible to change the crown prince at that time.

Today's prince has mediocre aptitude and blunt temperament, so it is the emperor's helpless move to choose him as the prince.

Now the imperial concubine is pregnant, not to mention the emperor's love for Wan Yuzhen, if the prince born in the future is smart, it will be a matter of time.

If this child is really of royal blood, then forget it, but he is the evil son of Wan Yuzhen who had an affair with others. How can such a person become the heir apparent?

Today's prince, his biological mother died young, and his only younger sister only knows how to play around willfully, completely ignoring his elder brother.

It can be said that he has nothing to rely on in the court and the harem. Under such conditions, how can he compare with the imperial concubine who is favored by the imperial concubine?

He didn't know whether Wan Yuzhen had the ambition to make that wicked son the crown prince.However, if the emperor insists on easy storage in the future, I am afraid that even Wan Yuzhen herself will not be able to stop it.

Do you want to kill that child while there is still room for redemption?

With his current ability, whether he can compete with Wan Yuzhen, let alone kill that child, although Wan Yuzhen is hateful, but the child is innocent after all, if he is asked to kill a child who has not yet been born and has no fault, Whether he can really do it, he has no confidence in himself.

But... in case, in the future, Wan Yuzhen gave birth to a son and let a person with a different surname ascend to the dragon throne, what face would he have to meet the emperors of the Southern Tang Dynasty?

Seeing him upset, Sun Zizhong said with concern: "Qinglang, are you alright?"

Seeing Su Qinglang looking at him, he said again: "This matter, maybe I am a mediocre person, the emperor is just happy to have a dragon heir, he was happy for a while, and forgot about it."

Su Qinglang was silent for a moment, then hummed: "Indeed, I don't know how those adults reacted to this?"

Sun Zizhong shook his head and said: "You also know that the courtiers have never been used to seeing the crown prince. Now that there is such a sign, it is too late to be happy, so how can they stop it?"

Have you already received the support of many ministers before you were born, and even before you know the gender?

Su Qinglang said: "This matter is a matter of my Ministry of Rites, and I was negligent."

Although he had expected Su Qinglang's reaction, Sun Zizhong was still a little worried and said: "The emperor is currently in a hurry, if you go like this, you may touch the scales."

Su Qinglang smiled slightly: "As subjects, how can you and I act only by looking at the emperor's face? The purpose of the court's establishment of the Ministry of Rites is to regulate the etiquette. Now even the emperor can't tell the difference between senior and inferior, so he has done more rituals." If the Ministry of Rites does not remind you of the matter, what is the use of it?"

Hearing what Su Qinglang said, Sun Zizhong admired it very much, and said: "Okay, when the time comes, we will enter the palace together, you should prepare first, I will try my best to contact as many people as possible, and everyone will join in the performance, we must not let you take risks alone. "

Su Qinglang smiled, nodded in tacit agreement, and at the same time sighed secretly in his heart.

Du Shiqi and Wan Yuzhen... Sure enough, did it have to be like this?