A traitor

Su Qinglang followed Mei Liusheng, walked around the mansion, and finally found a place that was not so disgusting to sit down.

In the narrow corridor of the backyard, Su Qinglang sat on the pear wood floor, putting aside the snacks brought to Mei Liusheng from home.

At this time, a servant from the mansion brought a pot of tea, only to hear Mei Liusheng say: "Brother Su is not feeling well, we will drink some tea today, and I will treat you to a drink some other day."

Su Qinglang arched his hands, said with a smile on his face, "Thank you Brother Mei for your compassion, Qinglang lost his composure two days ago, which made Brother Mei difficult."

Mei Liusheng shook his head, and said again: "Anyone will be disturbed at times, and the person who escorted Brother Su back is the princess, but Liusheng didn't do anything, and wanted to apologize to Brother Su."

He paused: "His Royal Highness is still young, Brother Su is a young master, it is only natural for him to be disciplined and restrained, but he must also pay attention to the method, and don't rush forward, otherwise he will hurt himself."

Mr. Su is eighteen years old, he has been an official in the imperial court, now at the age of 23, he has climbed to the position of minister of the Ministry of Rites, and that weasel-like Jia Siqi is only eighteen this year.

Therefore, compared with other people, His Royal Highness, this one is really dull and backward.

Over the years, although the ministers of the DPRK and China did not say it explicitly, they have criticized him in secret, and some people even suspect that His Royal Highness is not dull-tempered, but simply not good at thinking.

The position of the crown prince is related to the prosperity of the court and the well-being of thousands of people. It is impossible for the ministers in the court not to feel chilled seeing His Highness the Crown Prince like this.

But under the emperor's knee, there is only Li Chengyi, a prince. Even if they want to change the prince, they have no choice.

When the prince is strong, the world is strong, if the prince is abolished, the middle palace is not prosperous, and some other ghosts and ghosts, without a layer of deterrence, will naturally jump out and make trouble.

Now, the government affairs of the imperial court are in decline, and the officialdom is even more smoky, which has a lot to do with the decline of the Eastern Palace. As the young Fu, Su Qinglang also has an unshirkable responsibility.

He stood up, stood with his hands behind his back, and seemed to mutter: "Brother Mei, do you know His Highness Prince Yi?"

Mei Liusheng pretended to be surprised: "Prince Yi?"

Su Qinglang turned around and glanced at him, nodded, turned his back again, and said with half emotion: "I heard that His Royal Highness Yiwang was a rare talent when he was young, but it is a pity that ten years ago, Southern Tang and During the Xuanguo battle, His Highness was sent to Xuanguo as a hostage, if he survived... he should be as old as Brother Mei..."

Mei Liusheng's expression froze, and he looked at Su Qinglang tentatively. Seeing his slumped back, he seemed to be sighing, so he eased his expression.

He replied indifferently: "Life and death are fate, even the princes and grandchildren cannot escape. Besides, for him, in such a situation, death is a good thing."

Overnight, the whole family suffered hardships, endured humiliation, and were grateful to the enemy. They were placed under house arrest and tortured for more than ten years.All along, he has indeed lived a life that would be worse than death.

Rao Su Qinglang couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic, he sighed: "I'm not familiar with that Highness, I've only met him a few times from a distance, and I was still young at that time, so now, when I mention it, there is only a little vagueness left. impression.

But whenever I see the prince, I always think of him, always thinking, if the prince can be like that His Highness, even if it is only half, how wonderful it would be. "

Hearing his words, Mei Liusheng was silent for a while, and said after a long time: "Everyone is different. Although His Highness the Crown Prince is dull, he also has his advantages. Brother Su, don't worry too much."

Su Qinglang smiled slightly and nodded: "That's right, this kind of thing can't be rushed, it's because I have no experience, I always treat the prince as wishful thinking, thinking that I can teach him well at once, now that I think about it, if forced If you are in a hurry, it may even make it worse, so you have to be patient in everything."

He turned around, walked back to Mei Liusheng's side, leaned over and sat down.Mei Liusheng poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.

Then I heard Mei Liusheng ask: "Brother Su, do you have any free time these days?"

Su Qinglang raised his eyes to look at him, and then heard Mei Liusheng continue: "I mentioned to Brother Su earlier that if this garden is completed, please ask Brother Su to clean it up for me."

Su Qinglang withdrew his gaze and said, "I haven't had much to do in the past few days. Anyway, I also looked at the garden, and I have a general impression. I will draw a picture and show it to you when I go back."

Hearing this, Mei Liusheng hurriedly said: "Brother Su is not feeling well, you should take a good rest, let's forget about it for a few days, it's just a garden, don't worry about it right now."

Hearing what he said, Su Qinglang raised his eyes and smiled: "My body is already recovering, and there is nothing serious, Brother Mei, don't worry..."

He paused, looked at Mei Liusheng's yard again, and said, "Landscaping looks complicated, but it's actually quite simple if you know how to do it. Brother Mei, if you want to learn, I can teach you a thing or two."

Su Qinglang said this in order to save Master Mei's appalling aesthetics. Fortunately, Mei Liusheng was also very interested, and his eyes lit up and he said, "So, Brother Laosu."

He summoned the servants in the mansion and ordered them to bring a desk, plus pens, inks, papers and inkstones. After everything was ready, Su Qinglang picked up the brush with his left hand.

Mei Liusheng wondered, "I've known Brother Su for so long, but I didn't notice that Brother Su is actually left-handed."

Su Qinglang was taken aback, then slowly replied with a smile: "Actually, I am used to writing with my right hand, and I am used to drawing with my left hand. I have developed a problem since I was a child and haven't been able to correct it for many years."

As he spoke, he picked up a paintbrush with his right hand and moved the brush with both hands at the same time. After a while, a magnolia and two butterflies of different shapes appeared on the snow-white rice paper.

"In the beginning I always wrote with my left hand. Erniang thought it was a bad habit and forced me to change it. Over time, I got used to writing with my right hand. Later, when I was learning to paint, I thought it was fun, so I tried to paint with both hands at the same time. .

However, for some reason, my right-handed painting is still not as good-looking as my left-handed one, and because of this, I was delayed a lot. Back then, I was only considered average in the Guozijian, Liu...

There is a classmate surnamed Liu who is considered top-notch in painting, but he doesn't know how to paint with both hands. He once pestered me to teach him, but he didn't make any progress after studying for many years. "

Mei Liusheng came closer to take a look, and sure enough the magnolia drawn by the left hand was lifelike, with excellent shapes and rhymes, but the butterfly drawn by the right hand was a bit inferior.

Slightly smiled and said: "This habit is often born. However, Brother Su must have put in a lot of effort to make the two compatible."

Hearing his words, Su Qinglang sighed exaggeratedly, and complained loudly: "I didn't work hard, I just suffered a lot. You don't know, if Erniang saw me writing with my left hand when I was young, I would write with my left hand." , so I used a ruler to beat my palms, and now my handwriting is not as good-looking as Zizhong, so she typed it out."

He is a left-handed person, but he is forced to write with his right hand. No matter how proficient he is, it will still be a bit awkward. It is already very good for him to be able to practice like this.

However, Mei Liusheng thought to himself.For a long time, I heard that when Song Hongru was teaching, he not only focused on books, but also liked to let his students learn some miscellaneous subjects, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, calligraphy and tea art, garden fortification, and even hand-carving.

Therefore, under his school, the students cover a wide range of fields and are versatile, and there are often grand occasions where a hundred schools of thought come together.

Young master Su has been intelligent since he was a child, and his aura is overwhelming. Except for his natural bad chess skills, he has never made any progress, and he is very good at everything else.

So it is not without reason that it has developed to this point. If it weren't for his second mother, he would not have lost to anyone in calligraphy and painting.

It's a pity that such a person has used his cleverness in evil ways. If not, he would have become a legend like Song Hongru.

He sighed in his heart, when he suddenly heard loud noises from the backyard, Su Qinglang also stopped writing, and the two looked at each other with puzzled expressions.

Su Qinglang joked: "Brother Mei, you must have offended someone and let someone call you, right?"

Mei Liusheng shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "I just came here, who can I offend. Besides, all of today's guests should have left, I really can't think of anyone else."

Su Qinglang put the pen on the shelf, and the two walked down the narrow corridor together.At this time, the servants in the mansion were pulling a young man.

Standing in the courtyard with a long sword in his hand, Cheng Ying glared at him with restrained coldness, the point of the sword was facing the man, and the murderous intent was evident all over his body.

"Chengying." Mei Liusheng called out, seeing Chengying turned around to look at him, he frowned and said, "Back off!"

Su Qinglang stood beside Mei Liusheng, looking over there, only to see a drunken person, being dragged by servants in the mansion, staggering, nearly falling down several times.

When he saw this person's face clearly, he was taken aback for another moment, the greasy hair and pink face, looks like the boy who eats soft rice in the brothel flower street, if it's not his deadly enemy Jia Siqi, who is it?

I saw Jia Siqi struggling hard, cursing and saying: "Damn! You don't even know what you are, but you are just a country bumpkin who came out of a mountain nest, why should you step on your uncle's head, no Just like I know how to flatter horses, pretend to be a good person!"

Mei Liusheng's expression was calm, but he didn't appear to be very angry, he just cupped his hands and said: "Brother Jia came here today on behalf of Lord Jia to congratulate me on my housewarming, but what did I do wrong, I neglected Brother Jia, why did Brother Jia get so angry ?”

Jia Siqi struggled a few more times, but still did not break free. Cheng Ying, who was standing aside, was afraid that he would bump into his son, raised his sword again, but did not pull out the scabbard.

Jia Siqi scolded again: "Don't pretend to be a good person for me here, you are like that Su Qinglang or something, working together, a pair of thieves!"

Having said this, Su Qinglang was unwilling, waved his folding fan and said, "Young Master Jia, what kind of madness is this, I am standing here properly, why have I ever offended you?"

Then I heard Jia Siqi sneer and say: "Su Qinglang, aren't you just a bit older than my father? My father told me that your official is just sleeping with men. What talent is so special? See if you're so obsessed with sex, it's more effective than anything else to take good care of the young master of the Qin family... Pooh! The surface looks as dirty as you want, dare you say that you are not Qin Huan's pet, Never slept with that Qin Huan..."