A traitor

Su Qinglang did not respond to Mei Liusheng's words. He has always been like this. If there is no result, he will not give people hope. This is the lesson he learned from Li Saisai, except for a certain person.

After all, Qin Huan failed to persuade Qin Jian, but because during this period of time, the forces in the court were cut off one after another, which made Qin Jian a little panicked, and began to step up their so-called big things.

Days were like walking on thin ice, living at a leisurely pace. On New Year's Day, due to Su Zheshan's ban, Su Qinglang still couldn't go home for the New Year. He stayed at home alone, and Liang only brought him a box of dumplings. Then he walked away step by step.

All the servants in the mansion, except for the unaccompanied Xiaoxi, have all gone home for the New Year, and Qin Huan is bound to be watched by his father at this time, guarding his mother's tablet to worship, so Su Qinglang even had dinner. He didn't even eat, so he took a book and fell asleep leaning on the soft clothes, Mei Liusheng's side.

Ever since the royal mansion was destroyed in the early years, it has long been unknown what the New Year is. Therefore, in the huge city of Chang'an, there are bustling and lively scenes everywhere, only the mansion of Su Qinglang and Mei Liusheng is very deserted.

Halfway through sleeping, he suddenly heard a loud noise outside, and went out, only to see the housekeeper and all the servants came back, not only that, they also brought their own family members, old and young, men and women, lined up side by side Sitting at the long table and making dumplings in the brightly lit courtyard, the scene is very harmonious and festive.

Although Su Qinglang has a bad reputation, he treats his servants well in the mansion. Thinking that he is lonely and deserted, he brought his family to meet Su Qinglang and thank him for his care in the past;

Secondly, it would be nice to spend a lively New Year with him, there is no agreement, it's impossible to think about it, but each of them wants to go together.

So Master Su, who slept in the middle of the night, was dragged over to make dumplings, guess riddles, and tell stories. The people in the yard were giggling and laughing happily.

Finally, an octogenarian old woman walked up to him, tremblingly holding a bowl of dumplings. Everyone was full of anticipation, looking at him as if they hadn't been noticed, waiting for him to pick out a dumpling with a special shape, and hesitated. After a while, after taking a bite, they said to him in unison: "My lord, it's a blessing to eat sugar dumplings in the New Year!"

Looking at their winking looks, Su Qinglang didn't let it go, thinking about Xiaoxi's youthful nature, following him all these years, he didn't have a good time, and seeing the people in the courtyard smiling happily, brightly, Pull up your spirits and ask people to bring the fireworks from the treasury from the people below, put them in the courtyard, and set them off with the icing on the cake.

While they were making a fuss, they saw grandson Zhong coming slowly, saying that he and his family had finished eating and were bored in the room, but saw that they set off fireworks here, so they also came here to join in the fun. Afterwards, Cai Jun and Lu Xun The younger brother also came for the same reason as Sun Zizhong.

Therefore, the Shangshu Mansion, which had been silent for a whole day, became the busiest place in the city until the middle of the night.

When it was about to end, I saw Mei Liusheng's belated figure.At that time, he stood among the crowd, beside Su Qinglang.

Everyone was laughing and laughing, and the children were running in the courtyard, holding fireworks in their hands, and the golden light was like bright stars.

Turning to one side, I saw Su Qinglang looking up at the fireworks in the sky, quietly and silently, leaving two lines of tears that were half happy and half sad.

Since then, he never took the initiative to look for Su Qinglang again, and Su Qinglang naturally did not take the initiative to look for him again.

In a blink of an eye, the new year is over, and mid-spring comes, everything recovers, warblers fly and grass grows, apricot blossoms float in the city, and even outside the wind and rain pavilion that day, there are also bright pink peach blossoms.

Chaozhong is calm and calm, and it seems that something big is about to happen, although the two prime ministers have deliberately started to avoid each other.

It can be said that the atmosphere has reached the most peaceful ever, but everyone's heart seems to be shrouded in a shadow.

When it comes to the final battle, the calm before the storm, almost everyone thinks so.

Finally someone couldn't sit still, and everyone was trembling, anticipating and fearing that big event would happen.

However, a major event did happen in the court. This event has nothing to do with Qin Jian, but with the one in the harem.

Wan Yuzhen was born.

A chubby white baby boy, who was born unable to cry, just smiled, and blinked his eyes when looking at people, which was very pleasing.

Su Qinglang heard people say this, at that time he was leaning against the gazebo to feed the fish, and he didn't comment on the words, he just ordered people to change the fish food, the fish don't like to eat this kind of food now.

It was bustling outside, and gifts and rewards poured into Wan Yuzhen's bedroom like flowing water.

At the same time, the emperor issued an imperial decree, and the prince made a decision to marry the daughter of Xue Qishan, a scholar of the Imperial Academy, three months later.

Xue Qishan, who is full of loyalty, is indeed a clear stream compared to the ambitious Qin Jian, and Pei Yan, who fights with Qin Jian all day long. Among the officials and ladies who are about the same age, they can be regarded as the ones who know the importance and know right from wrong.

Therefore, when discussing this matter, many ministers in the court secretly gave their thumbs up, saying that the emperor's choice of marriage was wonderful, but they didn't know that it was actually Su Qinglang's idea.

The noble concubine gave birth, the prince married the concubine, two great events collided, Su Qinglang, who was the Minister of Rites, was naturally too busy to touch the ground.

However, colleagues were surprised to find that compared to Donggong's enthusiasm, Su Qinglang's attitude towards Wan Yuzhen seemed to be much colder.

One must know that this Minister of Rites has always been a grasshopper tied to the same rope as Wan Yuzhen, and the two cooperated internally and externally and did a lot of things.

Now that the imperial concubine is giving birth, Su Qinglang just rushes along and lets it go, but now she has the intention to draw a clear line.

As a result, everyone in the court began to adopt a wait-and-see attitude towards this matter, gradually cooling down the joy of the prince's birth.

Sure enough, a few days later, the emperor, who had been grinning from ear to ear because of his old age, suddenly became gloomy. Most of the people in Wan Yuzhen Palace were removed, and the celebration ceremony that had been agreed before was also suspended indefinitely. Not only that, careful people found that the Imperial Forest Army seemed to have signs of mobilization.

Except for a few well-informed people, everyone else was at a loss, guessing that something might have happened to the little prince and someone had harmed him.

A few days later, someone sneaked in from the palace and delivered a message to Shangshu's mansion, saying that the imperial concubine wanted to see Su Qinglang.

Since the incident in Qinzhou, Su Qinglang and Wan Yuzhen have been evened out, and now that Wan Yuzhen is involved in disasters, he naturally refuses to join in the fun and draw the fire on himself.

So, leaning on the gazebo, throwing the newly bought fish food from the servants, he said: "I really don't have time to prepare for the prince's wedding recently. What's more, entering and leaving the harem is subject to the emperor's will. If the imperial concubine wants to Xuanjian, wait for this official to ask for the emperor's will first."

In the past, because of Su Qinglang's favor, he never needed any orders to go in and out of the harem, but now he is taking the official face.

Knowing that he was deliberately declining, the palace lady hesitated for a moment, presented a gold medal with both hands and said: "The imperial concubine said that this matter is very important, and it is related to your own life, Mr. Su, so please be sure to go, Mr. Su, if you don't go ..."

She paused for a moment, and said meaningfully: "All the consequences are beyond the control of the empress."

Su Qinglang has a problem, he hates people talking halfway, he has always been paranoid, so he has to think too much, when he can't think clearly, he has to find a way to get clear.

So, even though he knew that Fang Longtan and Tiger's Lair would not be able to go, he still couldn't restrain his inner curiosity, wondering what the consequences of this incident had to do with him.

When he came to the palace, everything was as he expected, Wan Yuzhen's matter was exposed, and it was Du Shiqi who exposed it.

The palace, which was always bustling and bustling, is now deserted, with few maids to be seen, and even the newly born little Highness was carried away.

Standing in the hall, he saw Wan Yuzhen sitting on the ground with disheveled hair, and murmured, "Hong'er was snatched from the palace surnamed Du."

Liu Shihong, he remembered, was Wan Yuzhen's betrothed name before entering the palace.

After a moment of silence, he said: "The child has just been born, and he will be handed over to others, are you at ease?"

Wan Yuzhen sneered sadly, and sighed again: "One mistake, the army was defeated like a mountain, what else can I do now?"

Su Qinglang understands Wan Yuzhen's temperament very well, she is ruthless and decisive, even if she loses, she will never make it easier for her opponent. Now that she has reached this stage, that Du Shiqi may not be as beautiful as she saw.

So he said: "What's the matter, my lady, can I let Qinglang do it?"

Wan Yuzhen sat behind layers of curtains, light blue veils fluttering with the breeze, perhaps there was no one else in the hall, which made people feel inexplicably desolate.

He hesitated for a moment, but still walked over, and seeing Wan Yuzhen still sitting on the ground, he leaned over and squatted in front of her.

Seeing Wan Yuzhen take off the heavy makeup of the past, revealing her original clear and beautiful appearance, she looked at him with a crazy smile: "Mr. Su and I are both enemies and friends, but neither enemy nor friend. Mr. Su is a very good listener." , is also a very good audience, thank you, Mr. Su, for listening to my stories all these years..."

Su Qinglang frowned slightly, and suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart, and he heard Wan Yuzhen say again: "The emperor asked me who the father of the child is, if I tell others, I'm afraid no one will care about the child's life or death." The one surnamed Du said, as long as I bite Master Su tightly, she can spare my life..."

There were tears on his face, but a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You and I have known each other for many years, and we have known each other for many years. Mr. Su has a deep friendship, so please recognize my son."

Hearing what she said, Su Qinglang immediately stood up and glared at her condescendingly: "You..."

Wan Yuzhen raised her head, and continued: "It's about time for the Imperial Forest Army to go out. If Mr. Su goes back now, he might be able to reach the mansion before them."

She paused, and then said: "I have already prepared the things you want. As long as you can save my son's life, my people will give them to you."

When the incident happened suddenly, Su Qinglang was a little flustered for a moment, he thought for a moment, and then said: "There is a servant named Chang De next to the emperor, you can give the things to him."

Saying that, she turned around and left, leaving behind Wan Yuzhen, who knelt on the ground and kowtowed deeply to his back.