A traitor

Mei Liusheng was not demoted, but went to Qinzhou to find Cheng Qi.

The troops from the border town and the generals from Qinzhou joined forces, adding tens of thousands of people at once, which just delayed He Yunqi's return.

In Chang'an, due to the resistance of Chang Shan Wang and his son, coupled with the capture of Qin Huan, Qin Jian had to surrender, and finally lost like a mountain.

At the end of the war, He Yunzhen was personally beheaded by Mei Liusheng on the battlefield. Half a month later, Mei Liusheng and Cheng Qi led the troops back to the city to accept the emperor's awards and awards.

As a result, Master Mei suddenly became an upstart in the court from a junior in the officialdom, and some people who didn't know what was going on secretly discussed that he would have the momentum to surpass Su Qinglang.

In the prison at night, Qin Huan sat cross-legged on the ground, only heard footsteps approaching, but looked up and saw Mei Liusheng.

He looked behind Mei Liusheng again, but there was no one there, not the person he was expecting, so he closed his eyes again.

"Young Master Qin, are you okay living here?" Mei Liusheng stood at the door of the cell and said these words calmly.

In fact, based on his friendship with Qin Huan, he definitely would not come to Tianlao to visit him, but some feelings in his heart were at work, so he was willing to come here to see him.

Qin Huan opened his eyes to look at him, and heard him say: "I heard that on the battlefield, you desperately tried to protect Qingming. I came here to thank you."

He has always understood how to grasp a person's heart, and naturally he also knows what to say in order to hit Qin Huan to the greatest extent.

The person who tried his best to protect him ended up stabbing him severely. This is Qin Huan's weakness, and it is also his most useful weapon right now.

Qin Huan was silent for a moment, not as furious as he imagined, but said in a calm tone: "Master Mei is here to show off?"

Mei Liusheng nodded: "It's sort of..."

Qin Huan smiled again: "I don't know if Master Mei has ever heard a saying that the more lacking something, the more he likes to show off."

"Whether Qinglang has you in his heart, and what kind of position you have in front of Qinglang, Mr. Mei knows better than anyone else. If you don't have no confidence, why come here to show off your power with me? What's more..."

He paused, a smug smile appeared on his lips, and said coldly: "How can Mr. Mei compare with me? You are just delusional. At least, I have had him."

At least, I have had him...

These words, like a huge rock, suddenly smashed into his heart, causing frenzied ripples.

Mei Liusheng became furious: "Shut up!"

Then, realizing something, he quickly restrained his expression and returned to the calm look just now.

Seeing Qin Huan raising his eyebrows again, he said, "Angry? Angry? Master Mei's magnanimity doesn't look as big as it looks on the surface. Qinglang and I have known each other for more than ten years, and we have been together for almost five or six years. You, sleep in the same bed every night, tell me, what have we done, and what are you?"

"you……"

Mei Liusheng took a step forward, stretched out his hand to hold the door of the cell, endured it for a moment, and then retorted: "So what?"

He leaned closer to Qin Huan, with a smile on his lips, like a victor on the battlefield, facing a captured enemy general: "No matter how he used to be with you, from now on, he will always be yours!" mine."

After finishing speaking, without giving Qin Huan a chance to speak, he turned around and left in a huff.

He walked very quickly, not as happy as before, as if he was deliberately fleeing, with a hint of anger.

At least, I have had him.

These words have been echoing in his ears, entangled him tightly like a curse, he admitted that at this moment, he was jealous, jealous to the point of madness.

Those born in the royal family inevitably have a problem, thinking that they are the favored ones of heaven, and conceited that as long as they want, they can have anything.

Even though he knew it was wrong to think like this, he still couldn't control it, wanted to turn the sky upside down, wanted to turn the earth upside down, wanted to change the fact that Su Qinglang was once possessed by that person.

Back in the mansion, he locked himself in the study room, paced around restlessly for a long time, his eyes touched the table, the fan he had drawn for Su Qinglang, looked at it silently for a long time, finally picked it up, hesitated for a moment, and went out .

He hadn't seen Su Qinglang since he came back from Qinzhou. For one thing, after the great changes in the court, everything was left to be done, and he had to take care of many things;

Second, Su Qinglang stayed behind closed doors. Because of Qin Jian's affairs, the court criticized him a lot. Even the emperor had a headache. How to deal with the complicated relationship between Su Qinglang and Qin Jian.

Knowing that Su Qinglang would not see him, Mei Liusheng didn't go through the main entrance, but went in from the top of the wall.

He found Su Qinglang's room by familiar ways, and before he entered, he heard a heart-piercing cough, he paused, realized something, and hurriedly walked in.

But I saw Su Qinglang standing by the table and sorting books. There are a lot of books in his room. It is said that most of them are still in the Su residence, but there are quite a few of them that he saw.

Excluding the ones in the study room, there are more than a hundred books that he usually reads in the bedroom. He dug out all of them and put them on the case. , even calligraphy, painting and antiques were all packed up, the whole room was turned into a mess by him, but it felt empty.

He walked over, looked at it for a moment, and then hesitated, "Qinglang, what are you doing?"

Su Qinglang looked at him, and before he could answer, he saw the butler walking in, and then he turned to the butler and said, "You're here..."

Turning his body sideways, pointing to the wooden box on the ground, he said: "These boxes of books, together with those in the study, you find someone to send to Sun's residence and hand them over to Zizhong. Also, these boxes of antiques, calligraphy and paintings, look Let’s see if we can sell it, and hand over the money to Mr. Zhou of the household department, he knows how to use it.”

Su Qinglang's things are not expensive, but exquisite, especially the books in his room, there are several copies that are rare, the kind that are hard to find.

At the beginning, he also spent a lot of effort to find it. Su Qinglang likes to read books, and he is very serious about annotating small notes.It can be said that these things cost him a lot of effort.

Now, if he said to donate it, he would donate it, and even the housekeeper felt sorry for him, he hesitated and said: "My lord, calligraphy and paintings are fine, but these books are your favorite, you should keep some."

Su Qinglang coughed, and said lightly: "No need, the private school has just started, and it must need a lot of books to support it. These can be regarded as my gift to Zizhong."

Mei Liusheng had also heard about grandson Zhong opening a private school in the city with the support of his grandfather.

It is said that a few former classmates of their Guozijian opened a private school in the city in order to thank Song Hongru for his teaching and uphold Mr. Song's ambition.

Regardless of whether the children of the rich family or the poor and the poor, as long as they have a heart to study and make progress, they will not refuse to come.

The students of Song Hongru, all the talented people, whether they are officials, businessmen, or those who live in seclusion in the mountains, all have their own elegant and outstanding demeanor. This time they gathered together to discuss such a major event, which is an eye-catching event. thing.

What's more, according to rumors, the private school will be taught by their brothers and sisters together. With such a rare opportunity, inside and outside the imperial city, even other counties and counties thousands of miles away are all overwhelmed and want to send their children to their private school. .

Sun Zizhong probably didn't expect that things would develop so much, so even though he felt that he was fully prepared before, he was still in trouble now. As his good friend, Su Qinglang was also a student of Song Hongru, and a student of their classmates. One member, if there is such a thing, it is natural to help.

It's just that among those people, Su Qinglang's reputation is very bad. If he knew that it belonged to him, he might be thrown out before entering the private school, so he would give it to his grandson Zhong.

Looking at the situation in his room, Mei Liusheng couldn't help but shook his head and sighed. What he knew was that he was packing up, but what he didn't know was that he was going to move.

Well, for nothing to startle him.

Seeing that the housekeeper recruited manpower to carry all the boxes away, after tossing back and forth for a long time, he and Su Qinglang were finally the only two in the room.

Seeing Su Qinglang with his body on his back, completely ignoring his intentions, Mei Liusheng walked over and spoke to him first: "Qinglang..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Qinglang said indifferently: "Master Mei, what's the matter?"

Mei Liusheng was choked up by his tone, and said, "The fan is finished, I'll bring it to you."

Seeing that Su Qinglang was still unwilling to talk to him, he was silent for a moment, finally sighed, and said, "Then I'll put it on the table."

Said, walked towards the table, put the fan on the table, but looked down to see the pen holder on the desk, Mei Liusheng remembered that he and Su Qinglang bought it together.

Even so, this pen holder contains his memories with another person, so compared to this, his fan looks a bit shabby.

Turning around to leave, he stopped at the door, remained silent for a moment, and then said: "Qinglang, you really...haven't cared about me at all?"

Su Qinglang didn't answer, this move fell into Mei Liusheng's eyes, but it was a kind of acquiescence, he lowered his head and smiled slightly: "That's how it is."

In the end, he really left without looking back.

It took a long time for Su Qinglang to look in the direction he was leaving. After a moment of stunned, he looked at the folding fan he had placed on the table.

Standing at the same place, he walked over again, reached out to pick it up, and unfolded the folding fan. What came into view was a peach forest, with bright pink colors, slowly spreading out from the fan. On the upper left of the peach forest, there was also a painting The gazebo, half hidden and half visible among the flowers, seems to have two people in it.

On the upper right side of the fan, there is also a line of small characters written——

The meaning of Danqing is reflected, and it is like meeting you as a gift.

He has seen Mei Liusheng's calligraphy and his paintings. The strokes are sharp and the characters are like knives. It is hard to imagine that he can write such graceful and restrained characters, let alone that he can draw such delicate and lingering characters. painting.

He was holding the fan, looking at the inscription and the peach blossoms on it, his expression fell into a trance——

Danqing Yiying, is it like meeting you as a present...