A traitor

Su Qinglang and his grandson Zhong made a fool of themselves, and it spread throughout the imperial city the next day, adding a lot of jokes to the conversations in the streets and alleys.

Fortunately, grandson Zhong got drunk and fell ill, lying half dead at home, while Su Qinglang was inevitably pointed at and ridiculed when he entered the court, so he simply took sick leave and recuperated at home.

Hiding at home to feed the fish for a few days, he was just thinking about whether to visit Sun Zizhong, but Sun Zizhong sent someone first.

Seeing the people standing in the hall, he asked, "Is your young master feeling better?"

The boy replied: "Master is fine now, thank you for your concern."

Since he was fine, but he couldn't come to see him, most likely he was locked up by his grandfather.

Su Qinglang sighed, and heard the man say again: "The young master sent the villain here to tell the lord something."

Su Qinglang was startled, and the boy's voice slowly crossed his ears again: "There were many twists and turns in the matter that the lord entrusted the young master to investigate, but it was still found out. After the scholar left Chang'an, there was nothing wrong. Back home, and for some reason, his family suddenly moved away from half a year ago."

Su Qinglang reacted for a moment, then subconsciously asked: "Do you know where they moved?"

The boy shook his head: "They seem to be hiding from us on purpose, or some people don't want us to find them. Therefore, whenever we find out about their addresses, they have already moved away when they arrive. When we asked about it, the neighbors around us were also evasive and refused to say much, and we also spent some time trying to learn these things from an old woman."

Although he had doubts in his heart for a long time, the news came so suddenly that even Su Qinglang was a little shocked.

After a long time, he restrained his expression, hummed and said: "I see, thank you son for me, you have worked hard."

The young man bowed his hands and saluted: "Where, since the young master ordered, the villain should do his best to complete it. If the adult has nothing to do, the villain will leave first."

Thinking of the fact that he had to go back and forth several times to find out the news for him, Su Qinglang felt very guilty, so he stood up and personally sent him out.

After returning, he locked himself in the study, pacing back and forth, looking anxious and restless.

After a long time, he walked out the door and called out: "Come here..."

Immediately a servant appeared, he thought for a moment, and ordered: "Go to Mei's mansion, just say that I have something important to discuss with Master Mei, and invite him to come to the mansion."

Mei Liusheng already knew about the people from Sun's residence as soon as they entered Shangshu's residence, and he didn't expect that Sun Zizhong's people were so reliable that they really found out.

In normal times, he would try his best to silence him, but not long ago, he just met Chang Shan Wang and his son, and got their support.

There is a word called "have nothing to fear". With the help of Changshan Wang and his son, there is nothing to stop him now, and his identity will not be exposed.

As far as he was concerned, it didn't matter anymore, on the contrary, he had other plans in his heart, and he desperately wanted to use this matter to test Su Qinglang's attitude.

So, facing Su Qinglang's invitation, he finally agreed.

However, the process of going to Shangshu's Mansion was somewhat tangled, with Su Qinglang's intelligence, Bao Buqi would set up an ambush in the mansion and kill him directly in the mansion, so Mei Liusheng hesitated a bit, how should he deal with it at that time.

In the end, the secret guards were deployed around the Shangshu Mansion, and then he went to the appointment "as if nothing had happened".

After preparing these things, it was already evening, and Mei Liusheng, led by his servants, came to the inner courtyard of Shangshu Mansion.

Seeing Su Qinglang sitting in the courtyard from a distance, he walked over, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Pour yourself and drink, it's inevitable to be desolate, why didn't Qinglang wait for me to come?"

Hearing this, Su Qinglang raised his head to look at him, and for a moment, smiled with his lips drawn: "Waiting left and right, no one will come, I thought you had something to come today."

Mei Liusheng said again: "It is true that there is something to do today. There is a backlog of official documents in the Ministry of War, and I am so busy that I am free now. However, since Qinglang invited me, I will come no matter what."

When this man speaks, he always speaks with a sincere expression, making it impossible to see which of his words are true and which are false.

Su Qinglang smiled again. Seeing that Mei Liusheng had already sat down, he raised his hand and poured wine for him: "A few days ago, I thanked you for taking care of me, and I haven't thanked Brother Mei yet."

Seeing that he remained calm, Mei Liusheng followed suit, pretending to be helpless, and said: "There is no need to thank you, but you have to drink less wine today, so you can stop messing around."

Su Qinglang hummed, and after a while, he said again: "Brother Mei, may I ask you a question."

Mei Liusheng looked at him, thinking that he was going to bring up the matter of the scholar, but seeing Su Qinglang paused, he suddenly said, "Why are you being so nice to me?"

Hearing such a question suddenly, Mei Liusheng also fell silent for a moment, and said, "I told you earlier, I like you."

"Really?" Su Qinglang didn't seem to believe it, even knowing that now, he was still calm, like a wild beast approaching its prey.

Mei Liusheng looked at him quietly, and replied half sadly: "Do you think it's fake?"

Is it fake?Probably not.

Back in Qinzhou, he had already determined that Mei Liusheng really liked him, so he rushed into the enemy army regardless of the danger and saved his life.

He was silent for a moment, didn't answer anything, turned around and picked up the jug again and said, "I don't drink today, so let Brother Mei drink."

Mei Liusheng knew that he wanted to get himself drunk. After all, wine is a tricky thing. It can turn a modest gentleman, grandson Zhong, into a ridiculous big bear, and Su Qinglang, who is like a thorn, into a soft cotton candy. However, he did not refuse any wine that Su Qinglang poured, and drank it all.

After a long while, he leaned on the table and leaned on his head with his hands, looking half drunk.

Su Qinglang saw that it was about the same time, so he spoke first: "We have known Brother Mei for so long, but I have forgotten, where did Brother Mei come from?"

Mei Liusheng looked at him, smiled slightly, and said helplessly, "I remember, I've said it twice, Huaiyang."

Su Qinglang poured wine for him again, poured several cups again and again, and then asked, "What kind of person is Brother Mei's uncle?"

Mei Liusheng said: "Uncle treated me very well. He helped me study and taught me how to read. It's a pity that the whole family died in a plague."

Su Qinglang wanted to pour wine for him, but it was empty, and looking at his feet, there were already three or four wine bottles piled up.

He held the empty jar to deliberate for a while, changed to a stronger wine, and saw that Mei Liusheng had three cups and two cups, and then asked: "Brother Mei said that he and your father met a wild bear on the mountain. Dangerous?"

Mei Liusheng felt that he was almost done acting, if he drank any more, he might really get drunk.

So, he tried his best to shake his head, pretending to be drunk and not sober, and said, "You remember wrongly, it's not a wild bear, but a tiger."

Su Qinglang's eyes lit up, he looked at Mei Liusheng fixedly, he said, "Did I remember wrongly? But back then, you told me it was a wild bear."

Su Qinglang may not know about the dagger, let alone the dagger in his hand, but he must have heard about the tiger he and his father encountered while hunting in the mountains.

So, he always insisted: "You remember wrongly, it is definitely a tiger... Look, my father gave me a dagger..."

As he spoke, he took out the dagger and leaned it on the table to show Su Qinglang.

Su Qinglang's heart was turbulent. Looking at the dagger, he tried to calm down for a while, before saying, "His Royal Highness Yi Wang is unparalleled, this dagger suits you very well."

He paused, and then asked: "Now that the court situation has changed and the palace has fallen, I wonder what your Highness's plan will be in the future?"

Mei Liusheng snorted, and said bitterly: "So what if the situation in the court has changed, if he can turn things upside down, I can set things right. What belongs to this king will not be taken away."

Su Qinglang almost finished listening to these words with his fingers pinched, and then he saw him pat his shoulder heavily, and said frivolously: "Qinglang, this king likes you... If I am king in the future, I will definitely make you a first-class one." Prince!"

Su Qinglang clenched his hands even tighter, and the veins on his hands burst out due to anger. After a while, he looked at Mei Liusheng again, and said in a calm tone: "Then I would like to thank His Royal Highness Yiwang."

But Mei Liusheng staggered, yawned, and fell asleep on the table.

Su Qinglang looked at him for a long time, stood up, looked down at him, then slowly reached out and picked up the dagger he had placed on the table.

This dagger was given to Mei Liusheng by him back then.Unexpectedly, by mistake, giving a gift also gave a story.

After Mei Liusheng's use, it was not as jerky as before. Su Qinglang pulled it out easily, and held the precious knife that cut gold and jade in his hand. I don't know weapons, so I have to give a sigh of relief.

If this person in front of him is kept, it will definitely bring blood and rain to Nantang, and the lives will be destroyed. As long as he is killed, those worries will be wiped out.

There is only one emperor and one prince in the world, and the things he cares about and protects can proceed smoothly and worry-free according to his original plan.

In the courtyard, Su Qinglang held the dagger and stood beside Mei Liusheng for a long time, caught in endless struggle and entanglement.

And Mei Liusheng pretended to be drunk and lay down on the table, with the same entanglement in his heart, if Su Qinglang really made a move today, then he would definitely show no mercy.

Therefore, what he cut off with the knife would not be his life, but the friendship between them, and even Su Qinglang's own life.

It's not that he's cruel, it's not that he can't.

He could soften his heart again and again for Su Qinglang, but it was impossible for him to forget the previous hatred and the tragic death of the whole family.

Now that he has reached this point, he can only take a gamble, life or death depends on Su Qinglang himself.

However, Su Qinglang's life was saved by him after all, even if he was going to die, he would die in his hands.