A traitor

The road to Qingzhou is far away, and after many twists and turns, it is still boundless. Su Qinglang has suffered many ups and downs in it.

He was already in poor health. He thought it was just a small typhoid fever, but unexpectedly, after a few days of bumping on the road, it became more and more serious.

Seeing his situation like this, Su Zheshan and Liang Shi immediately made a decision that they could not go any further, and the most urgent thing was to find a quiet place for him to recuperate.

But Su Qinglang was very persistent, insisting that he was fine, bargained several times, and finally persuaded them to set off again.

On this day, they walked to the mountains and saw a tea shed by the side of the road ahead, so they stopped to rest.

The three of them sat at the table, only to hear some people discussing: "Hey, have you heard that the Minister of Rites married the princess as his wife?"

Immediately afterwards, someone gave a cold snort: "Princess marrying Shaofu, and sir marrying a student, you really have no shame, you are acting like a beast."

Hearing what he said, another person hesitated: "But isn't that princess already..."

As he spoke, he lowered his voice, and continued: "Even the first emperor has passed away, what's the use of marrying the princess at this time, isn't he looking for death?"

"That's why, there are times when you bet on the wrong things. You didn't see the current emperor's decree that he is not allowed to return to Chang'an for the rest of his life. Maybe that Lord Shangshu is hiding somewhere and regretting it now!"

When everyone heard this, they all burst into laughter. Liang was overwhelmed for a moment, and immediately dropped his cup, and was about to stand up, but was held back by Su Qinglang.

He shook his head and said softly, "Er Niang, forget it."

Glancing at the carriage not far away, he said again: "It's getting late, after preparing the dry food, it's time for us to go on the road."

There was such an accident on the way, Su Zheshan and Liang's were both worried about Su Qinglang.

He is good at everything, but he thinks too much. You can say that he is open-minded, but he always likes to think wildly, and he likes to rot all his thoughts in his stomach. On the surface, he says that everything is fine.But in fact, Nei Li didn't know that he had already forced himself into that corner.

Liang thought about it, and it would be better for Su Zheshan to come forward to comfort her, so she changed carriages with Su Zheshan for the next journey.

This Su Zheshan has broken with Su Qinglang for many years, and the two have not yet adapted to the state of reconciliation.Therefore, in getting along, it is inevitable that there will be some rustiness and embarrassment.

Let him persuade Su Qinglang, but for a while, he didn't know how to speak.

Sitting in the carriage, Su Zheshan looked at Su Qinglang, saw that he had been silent, and finally couldn't help but said: "Lang'er..."

He paused, then said hesitantly: "Those people said just now, don't take it to heart."

Su Qinglang looked at him and smiled slightly: "Father, I'm fine."

Seeing that Su Zheshan lowered his head again, he seemed to have something hard to say, and after a long time, he said in a low voice: "Lang'er, father wrongly blamed you in the past and did many wrong things. Now that I think about it, it's too late to regret it. All these years, yes Dad made you suffer..."

Su Qinglang looked at him for a moment, and said, "Father, I understand your situation, so I never blamed you."

"At that time, even I couldn't forgive myself. Dad, you did nothing wrong. As for those people..."

"I know what I'm doing, what other people think and say, what does it matter?"

However, having said that, Su Zheshan and Liang's clearly felt that since that time, Su Qinglang's illness has become more and more serious.

In the past, he could get out of the carriage by himself, but now he couldn't even get out of the carriage.

The illness could no longer be delayed, and Mrs. Liang insisted on staying in spite of opposition. Facing Su Qinglang's begging, she finally became angry: "According to this, Qingzhou is at least a month's journey away. Why do you have to go? In a hurry?"

Hearing Liang's reprimand, Su Qinglang was stunned for a moment, and finally murmured: "Er Niang, I'm afraid...it's too late..."

With red eyes and tears in his eyes, he choked on her and said, "What if I die on the road? Do you want you and Dad to take my dead body and go home all the way?"

Liang shi cried even more when she heard this, but fortunately, Su Qinglang listened to the persuasion and stopped rushing on her way.

After staying in a county for a few days to recuperate, his body recovered a little, and then he set off.

Su Zheshan was afraid that his condition would relapse, so he invited a doctor from the city to accompany him, and after traveling for more than a month, he finally came to Qingzhou City.

Due to prior arrangements, the previously deserted house was refurbished, and there is no problem with the occupants.

Qingzhou is no better than Chang'an, the folk customs here are simple, peaceful and leisurely, when Su Qinglang returned to his hometown, he felt relaxed and his spirit improved a lot.

However, when he met an old friend who lived in Qingzhou City, his condition improved even more.

Since Jinniang adopted Wan Yuzhen's child, she left the imperial city. After many setbacks, she came to Qingzhou to settle down. When she heard that Su Qinglang had returned, she came to visit her.

Seeing Jinniang, Su Qinglang was very happy, and then looked at the child in her arms, the little guy was sculpted, he was about to be one year old, and was learning a language, it was very pleasant to look at, looking at it When looking at Su Qinglang, his eyes blinked and he grinned from time to time.

Su Qinglang liked this child very much, and when he learned that he did not have a name yet, he named him Su Wang.

Su Qinglang's Su, who forgot, let the child follow his surname, so that people would know that this child is not without father or mother.

At first, Mrs. Liang didn't want Su Qinglang to associate with Jinniang. After all, the influence was not good. It can be seen that Su Qinglang really liked children, and Jinniang cared for him so much, so she didn't say much.

And with Jinniang around, she can get away and ride a carriage all day long to seek medical treatment for her son.

That day, Su Wang was taken out to play by the servants of the mansion, Su Zheshan went out with Liang Shi again, only Jinniang and Su Qinglang were in the mansion.

The weather was fine, Su Qinglang was rarely interested, sitting in the pavilion, looking at the withered grass and poplars in the yard, it was already winter, and he had been back in Qingzhou for more than a month.

Standing behind him, Jinniang saw him silent for a moment, and seemed to say with emotion: "I never thought that it would be you who will be by my side in the end."

After he said this sentence, there was no more to say, Jinniang looked at him tentatively, and said: "It is Jinniang's blessing to be by your side."

Su Qinglang smiled wryly: "You said it was a blessing, but I feel that I have implicated you in this life..."

He sat on the chair and looked at the scenery in front of him calmly: "I used to be young and frivolous, jumping off a cliff is like jumping a rope, I always feel that I will die early and be reborn early. But now, I just want to go fishing with my father and drink with my second mother." Drinking tea, I'm afraid God won't give me this chance..."

As she spoke, she sighed softly, and after a long silence, she said to herself: "It would be great if I can get through this winter. I also want to see the peach blossoms next year."

Unfortunately, Su Qinglang couldn't survive that winter after all.

He died in the twelfth lunar month of winter. On that day, heavy snow flew and fell all over the world.

He said he wanted to play chess, so he asked Jinniang to get it.However, when Jinniang came over with the chess piece, she found him sitting in the pavilion, not breathing.

The snow outside was still falling quietly, Jin Niang stood in front of him, watching Su Qinglang sleep with his eyes closed, the chess basket in his hand slipped, and the chess pieces rolled all over the ground.

She knelt down slowly, fell on Su Qinglang's lap, and cried bitterly. This was the first time she got close to Su Qinglang, and it was also the last time.

Three years later, in the imperial city of Chang'an, Mei Liusheng sent imperial envoys to observe the people's sentiments. One of the imperial envoys happened to pass by Qingzhou, so he stayed for questioning.

He sat in the hall, hesitated for a long time, and then tentatively asked: "This time passing by Qingzhou, I wonder if Mr. Su is okay?"

It's been three years, and in a moment of impatience, he told Su Qinglang not to return to Chang'an in this life, and he never inquired about Su Qinglang's news, and even deliberately avoided it.

In the end, he was the one who couldn't bear it first.

The imperial envoy was originally framed by Qin Jian, demoted and transferred far away. He had just returned to the imperial city and did not know about Mei Liusheng and Su Qinglang.

Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Lord Su is fine, I even visited him during this trip..."

Hearing this, Mei Liusheng breathed a sigh of relief, and heard him say again: "It's just that Mr. Su's only son died young, and his heart is inevitably sad. When I saw him this time, his hair has already turned gray."

Mei Liusheng was startled, but didn't realize it for a while: "Who? Who are you talking about?"

The imperial envoy was baffled, and replied: "Lord Su has only one son in this life, and that is the former Minister of Rites, Su Qinglang..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly realized: "Speaking of this Mr. Su Xiao, he should have had friendship with the emperor back then."

Mei Liusheng could no longer hear the next words. When Cai Jun arrived, he was sitting in the hall alone.

Cai Jun knelt in front of him, and seeing his distraught look, he whispered: "Your Majesty..."

After calling several times, Mei Liusheng raised his head to look at him, his eyes were red, and he said hoarsely, "You're here..."

Cai Jun was worried about his situation, looked at his expression, and heyed belatedly.

I heard him say again: "Someone told me that Qinglang died, but Qinglang...how could he die?"

Having said that, tears fell, and he still murmured: "His life is mine, I didn't let him die, how dare he..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab Cai Jun's collar, as if to force him to ask: "I am the king of a country, the lord of the world, and I didn't let him die, how dare he..."

Seeing him like this, Cai Jun was also very scared, he pushed his hand tentatively, and finally sighed: "Your Majesty, Mr. Su...he is indeed dead."

Hearing these words, Mei Liusheng lost strength and fell to the ground, tears streaming down his cheeks, and asked for a long time, "How did you die?"

"Listen... I heard that on the way back to his hometown that year, he was exhausted by boat and car, and returned to Qingzhou. He died within two months."

"Hasn't it been two months?"

"Yes."

"You already knew?"

"Yes."

"You all know?"

"Yes……"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Cai Jun glanced at Mei Liusheng, then lowered his head again, and said, "Your Majesty, you forbade me to say it..."