A traitor

Office at the wine table has existed since ancient times.

Su Qinglang and his party led Xuan Guo's envoys to the post house, and set up a banquet in the post house to welcome them.

Due to Wen Shiliang's wickedness and shamelessness, coupled with that unknown official's previous insult to Su Qinglang.

Therefore, the officials of the Ministry of Rituals, under the leadership of Lord Shangshu, poured them a few more glasses with winks at the wine table.

With Wen Shiliang's shrewdness, it was very difficult to get him drunk, but Su Qinglang couldn't help Su Qinglang and their crowd tactics, and after all kinds of excuses, he finally got his tongue out.

After drinking for a while, Su Qinglang saw that Wen Shiliang's face was flushed, and he looked like he had cooked shrimps, and felt a little relieved, so he found an excuse, and pulled his grandson Zhong out of the wine table.

Walking out of the post house, it was already evening, and the setting sun spread across half of the sky.

Although Young Master Sun was too strong to drink, Master Su blocked most of the wine.Therefore, the current state of mind is quite clear.

Following behind Su Qinglang, hesitating for a moment before saying: "Qinglang..."

Su Qinglang turned to look at him, and heard Sun Zizhong say: "About that Mei Liusheng, I have something to ask you."

Just as he was about to continue, Su Qinglang looked up and saw Mei Liusheng not far away, walking towards them, so he interrupted Sun Zizhong, and nodded behind him: "Brother Mei..."

Sun Zizhong also looked at Mei Liusheng, seeing that the rightful lord had arrived, and it was inconvenient to say something, so he said to Su Qinglang, "I'm going back first, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, before Mei Liusheng came to him, he walked away directly.

Mei Liusheng's footsteps paused, thinking that Sun Zizhong had misunderstood him, watching him get into the carriage, and then walked towards Su Qinglang.

When he came to the front, he still looked at the direction where Sun Zizhong left, and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Sun?"

Su Qinglang shrugged, and said indifferently: "Who knows, maybe I drank too much alcohol and my mind is a little unclear, but you, why did you come out?"

Mei Liusheng heard the words, then looked at Su Qinglang, smiled slightly and said: "I see that brother Su drank a lot today, and worried that there will be danger on the way, so come and see."

Unexpectedly, someone cared so much about me, a treacherous minister who suffered a thousand knives, Su Qinglang was very moved, and said: "It's just a few glasses of wine, drinking like cold water, what can happen, Brother Mei, you look down on me too much Am I the Minister of Rites?"

Mei Liusheng pursed his lips and chuckled lightly, as if joking: "Brother Su is very generous, I will definitely ask Brother Su for advice someday."

When Su Qinglang left just now, he should have called Mei Liusheng together.

However, thinking that the emperor was going to promote Mei Liusheng to their Ministry of Rites, now is the time for him to connect with his future colleagues, so he asked him to drink with the people inside.Unexpectedly, this kid didn't know how to praise and came out by himself.

Although he was in front of the emperor before, preventing him from making Mei Liusheng the Minister of Rites, but he didn't know whether it would work or not. He had to grasp Mei Liusheng's thoughts clearly.

So, he asked: "The emperor came to me earlier, do you know why?"

Mei Liusheng thought for a moment, then replied: "I think it has something to do with the envoy of the Xuan Kingdom."

Su Qinglang said again: "This is just one of them, there is one more thing, it's about you, Brother Mei."

A hint of doubt flashed across Mei Liusheng's brows, he didn't know what he could do, and it was discussed with Emperor Lao and the Minister of Rites.

Then I heard Su Qinglang say: "The emperor wants to arrange you into the Ministry of Rites."

Mei Liusheng was startled, and hurriedly said: "Brother Su, are you serious about what you said?"

Su Qinglang looked him up and down, his handsome brows frowned slightly, revealing a little worry, obviously not excited or happy.

So he raised his eyebrows, pretending to be dissatisfied and said: "Why, according to Brother Mei, you don't want to join our ritual department?"

Seeing that he was angry, Mei Liusheng quickly explained: "No, Liu Sheng naturally wanted to be able to work with Brother Su. However, this is somewhat contrary to my previous ambition, and it is not that I have any prejudice against the Ministry of Rites. Please don't let Brother Su do it." Misunderstand."

He couldn't work with him, and Su Qinglang couldn't have wished for it even more. Hearing this, he let out an oh, and asked, "I wonder what brother Mei's ambition is?"

Mei Liusheng nodded slightly, and replied: "Brother Su knows that I have practiced martial arts since I was a child. Although I passed the literary test, I have always wanted to enter the military department and do something for the imperial court."

Hearing that Mei Liusheng wanted to enter the military department, Su Qinglang was a little surprised, and asked, "Brother Mei, most of the military departments are military positions. If you want to enter the military department, you shouldn't have taken the literary test in the first place."

Hearing what he said, Mei Liusheng nodded in agreement, and said unhurriedly: "It is true that if you enter the court as a warrior, it will be much easier to enter the military department, but Liusheng feels that the most important thing for a general is not force, but his strength. The mind, the so-called subduing the enemy without fighting, this is the highest state of military use."

Su Qinglang was taken aback. Many years ago, he had a similar question, and someone had a similar answer...

That person has traversed most of his life, carrying all his dreams for the future and happiness, and the person in front of him has the same aspirations, the same ideals, the same black clothes, and the same heroic beauty .

The only difference is that that person died in that precarious season with his faith and loyalty, and became his unforgettable soul that he could never get rid of when he dreamed back at midnight, while Mei Liusheng still stood alive. in front of him.

Su Qinglang was stunned for a moment, then turned around slowly, and said in a soft voice: "Master Yang and I are fairly familiar, if you really want to enter the military department, I can talk to him about it."

Hearing Mei Liusheng laugh again, he said lightly: "Thank you Brother Su for your kindness, but I still say the same thing, I want to try it on my own, if it really doesn't work, I'll bother Brother Su again."

Su Qinglang turned to look at him, although he was rejected, but as expected, he smiled and said: "I knew Brother Mei would answer this way, but I shouldn't have asked this question."

The two left the post house together, because Su Qinglang drank more wine and wanted to refresh himself soberly, so he sent the carriage and walked with Mei Liusheng.

Walking on the street, the shops on both sides have not yet closed, but the night music has already risen.

On the majestic and towering ancient buildings, red lanterns are hung, which look lively and gorgeous against the background of the blue tile eaves.

The crowds on the street are bustling, so the place is not far from the Zuixian Tower, so across a long street, you can hear the sound of attracting guests there.

Since Yunxian's death, Su Qinglang has never been to Zuixian Tower again. When returning home every day, he would rather take a long way than walk through its door, but today there is Mei Liusheng, so naturally he can no longer avoid it.

The two turned a street corner, and Su Qinglang casually glanced at the signboard of Zuixianlou, only to see pink willows and green, rouge and gouache, lively and exciting as usual.

Looking downstairs again, a few innocent young men looked at the girl upstairs, their eyes were shining, although they had evil intentions, they had no courage, they hesitated for a long time, but still dared not touch the scene of Yanliu Fengyue.

Su Qinglang snorted secretly, and just wanted to be contemptuous, but saw a familiar figure from the team of innocent boys.

Dressed in very luxurious clothes, inlaid with gold and jade, aged seventeen or eighteen years old, although it is just an ordinary person's dress, it still cannot conceal the nobility of the whole body.

If it's not his student, who is that prince named Li Chengyi?

The man stretched out his head, like a little swallow hugging its nest, looking eagerly at the Zuixian Tower, apparently hesitating whether to go in or not.

A few feet away, Su Qinglang looked at him eagerly, hoping that he was just wrong.However, after rubbing his eyes for a while, he was still the one he saw.

Seeing that Li Chengyi hesitated for a long time, and finally walked towards Zuixian Tower, he quickly shouted: "Ayi!"

However, the voice was too low, being drowned in the noisy voices, Mei Liusheng felt a little strange, and stood aside to look at Su Qinglang.

Master Su's face was as cold as ice, and he roared angrily, "Li Chengyi!"

After hearing this, the people nearby all looked sideways at Su Qinglang, thinking that this person was mentally ill and went crazy in the street. Li Chengyi was also taken aback, and was frozen in place by that roar, and slowly turned to look at Su Qinglang. Seeing the source of the voice, Su Qinglang was standing not far away, looking at him unkindly, his body froze immediately, as if struck by a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

He moved over and said dryly, "Qing... Brother Qinglang, why are you here?"

Su Qinglang didn't even look at him, turned his head directly, looked at the opposite shop, and said with a chuckle: "His Royal Highness, what you said is strange, how big is Chang'an City in total, and how many roads are there in total? I'm passing by here on my way home, what's so strange, but your Highness, if I remember correctly, you should be in the palace now, why are you here?"

Since Su Qinglang called out Li Chengyi's name just now, Mei Liusheng already knew the identity of this person in front of him.

However, as a new official in the imperial court, when he saw His Highness the Crown Prince, he was not in a hurry to salute, but looked at this person calmly with an indifferent and cool gaze.

The hands covered in the wide sleeves tightened subconsciously, and the usually gentle and refined expression also became somewhat uncontrollably cold.

At this time, Li Chengyi put all his heart on his young master, so he naturally didn't notice the strangeness of Mei Liusheng. Seeing that Su Qinglang was angry, he lowered his head and explained in a low voice: "I heard from the imperial sister that this place is very fun. So I just came to see…”

Su Qinglang sneered coldly, but still did not look at him: "Your Highness, do you still remember what I said that day, Your Highness is the heir of the Southern Tang Dynasty, should grow up, have his own ideas and decisions, right things are right, wrong things are Wrong, not only princesses.

Even the emperor can't change it. Although the princess told you about this, she didn't use a knife to force you to come. Your highness is a dignified man who does things according to his own ideas and will. Now, do you want the princess to take the blame for you? Not even responsible for admitting mistakes? "

Perhaps it was because of the stern aura around him, Li Chengyi couldn't help shrinking back, and whispered again: "Brother Qinglang, I know I was wrong..."