A traitor

Chickens and dogs danced around for half a day, until noon, when Su Qinglang's ears were finally cleared up.

Sitting alone in the gazebo, facing the delicacies prepared by Mrs. Liang, she was thinking in her heart how she should explain to Erniang when she went back later.

There was some faint movement from under the pavilion, he stood up and looked up.After a while, a figure came out from among the peach blossoms.

This person was dressed in a dark robe with a pattern of golden flowers embroidered on it, a sachet of beautiful jade was hanging around his waist, a purple gold crown inlaid with pearls and jade, and two strands of dark black hair were pressed against his temples.

Sword-browed and star-eyed, tall and tall, with a heroic demeanor, like a startling dragon, it's a pity that he has a long sword in his hand, and the sword is still stained with blood, so he doesn't look like a good person.

Su Qinglang trembled, thinking to himself how bad his reputation was, how many heroes wanted to take his life for Tian Xingdao, and he could only blame himself for being too careless, and forgot to bring a guard when he went out.

For a moment, his face was pale and his legs were limp. He didn't know whether it was better to get under the stone table or lie on the ground and pretend to be dead.

Although he was nervous, as a second-rank official of the court, he still had to put on a righteous and fearless look on his face.

So, Su Da was so angry that he sank his dantian, pointed at that person and yelled loudly: "Hey, who are you, in broad daylight, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, to commit murder here?"

The man looked at him and was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect there to be someone here.

Realizing his own recklessness, he hastily put the sword back into its sheath, cupped his hands and said to him: "I am going out to play, and I accidentally met a yellow-haired beast. On the way to chase, I stumbled into this place by mistake, which disturbed my spirit. Forgive me."

Su Qinglang looked at the sword in his waist, then at the man's sincere face, and smiled: "It's fine if you're chasing wild beasts, I'm also here for fun, and I'm worried about having no one to accompany me. There are still two jugs of thin wine here, if you don't mind, brother, why don't you come up and have a few cups?"

The man hesitated for a moment, then smiled brightly, bowed to him and said: "If so, thank you for your hospitality, brother."

Stepping up to the gazebo, he looked up and saw the scar on Su Qinglang's face, and said in surprise: "Brother, your face..."

Su Qinglang was sizing up the visitor, his footsteps were steady, his sleeves were windy, although he didn't know him, he was elegant and good-looking.

Hearing this, he touched his face, and there was a burning pain where he touched it.

Depressed, he groaned, and said: "Merry debts, peach blossom robbery, the front door was lost, and the backyard was on fire, making brother laugh."

The man pursed his lips and smiled, and complimented: "Brother has a handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament, so there is nothing wrong with attracting the girl's liking."

Huang Li smeared honey on her mouth, and she could pick out nice things to say, Su Qinglang snorted secretly, thinking of the pair of Tathagata palms on her face, she couldn't help but feel guilty.

Inviting that person to sit down with his hand, he said: "I just haven't been married for a long time, and the family is concerned about the marriage. How can I compare with my brother's elegant demeanor?"

He picked up his sleeves and sat down, looked at the leftovers on the table, and said with his tongue: "It's a pity, these dishes have been left for too long, they must have been cold, otherwise I can invite you to taste my second mother's cooking. But There is a utensil for warming wine on this table, the weather is still cold, if you are afraid of the cold, we will warm the wine before drinking."

The man smiled and said nothing, it was a tacit consent, Su Qinglang raised his hand, warmed the wine on the stove, and asked: "Xiongtai looks like a foreigner."

The other party nodded, and replied: "Brother has good eyesight, I am from Huaiyang, and came to Chang'an for scientific research."

Su Qinglang clicked his tongue, and couldn't help thinking, it wasn't because of his good eyesight, but because there were eight hundred families of officials and officials in Chang'an City, and at his age, he had never seen any sons and grandchildren of that family, and this person was dressed in very expensive clothes. Obviously he is a person of status, so after such a calculation, he is naturally a foreigner.

He also said: "It turned out that he was a Juren who was rushing to the scientific examination. Seeing Xiongtai's heroic spirit, I thought Xiongtai was a military student who was recruited!"

The man shook his head in denial, and at the same time paused, as if thinking of something interesting: "I can't blame you for the misunderstanding. I took part in the examination a few days ago, and when I was about to enter the examination room, the adults who were guarding the door and inspecting me didn't dare to let me go. I went in and said that there is still half a year left for Wusheng to take the exam, and this time it is a literary exam, let me come back in a few months."

Su Qinglang laughed out loud when he heard this, and almost fell off the stool.

Every scientific examination is a good opportunity for the Ministry of Rites to enrich its own pockets, so these days, he has been busy extorting money and asking for bribes, but he has never heard of such interesting things.

Then, the man cupped his hands and said: "I'm under Meiliusheng, I haven't asked my brother about his name yet."

Hearing Mei Liusheng's name for the first time, Su Qinglang only thought it sounded familiar, but after a rough thought, he couldn't tell where he had heard it.

Simply ignore it, Zhanyan smiled and said: "Mianxi's surname is Su, Brother Mei will be called Brother Su next."

This Mei Liusheng looked heroic, he was a full-fledged martial artist, but in terms of literary talent, he was not an embroidered pillow either.

Quoting scriptures and allusions, the eloquence was complete, and Su Qinglang's eyes lit up, and he almost called the other party's confidant while holding the other's hand.

The two toasted and drank each other, chatting very happily, before they knew it, the sun had set and there was still half a glass of wine left on the table.

Mei Liu straightened her clothes and said with emotion: "It's been a long time since I've been so happy. Brother Su is as open-minded as he is. He has thousands of volumes of poems and books in his possession. I admire you."

Su Qinglang waved his hand and said: "It's just that I have nothing to do to read two sour words in my spare time. Brother Mei is laughing at me when I'm playing tricks."

The two complimented each other, looked at each other, and felt that the other's appearance and words were right in their hearts, so they raised their glasses again.

It's a pity that Su Qinglang raised his head, but drank it all, and said in surprise: "Ah, there's no more wine..."

Looking at Mei Liusheng, his expression was very regretful: "If I had known that I would meet Brother Mei, I should have prepared more wine, but this is my rudeness."

Mei Liusheng said with a smile: "If you don't enjoy wine, you can enjoy yourself. Let's keep it in mind today. I will treat you another day."

"Okay!" Su Qinglang put the wine glass on the table, then looked outside and said, "It's getting late, I should leave too. We will meet again someday, and you and I will have a few more drinks."

Just at this time, a young man, about fifteen or sixteen years old, came out slowly from the path in Taolin, also dressed in black clothes, holding a long sword in his hand, with two strands of hair falling on his forehead.

He took a look at Su Qinglang, came under the gazebo, and saluted Mei Liusheng: "My lord, we should go."

Mei Liusheng also looked at Su Qinglang, with a slightly reluctant expression and a smile in his eyes: "Then we will meet next time?"

Su Qinglang nodded, and the two of them walked down the gazebo together, walked around the path in Taolin, and saw a carriage waiting in a blink of an eye.

Mei Liusheng asked, "Where is Brother Su going?"

Su Qinglang pointed sideways, and replied: "I'm rushing back to the city, heading north."

Mei Liusheng looked at the road to the north, looked back, and said with some regret: "Unfortunately, I have something to go to the south, so I can't go with Brother Su."

The two bid farewell, Mei Liusheng turned and left, Su Qinglang stood at the same spot, watching his back, silent for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and subconsciously stopped him.

Seeing that Mei Liusheng stopped and turned to look at himself, he smiled knowingly that he had lost his composure, and said intentionally: "I have lived in the city for many years, and I have accumulated a lot of contacts in the officialdom. Brother Mei is a test taker. The Gong students of the scientific examination, if there is a need, I can help you a little bit."

These words are clear enough, Mei Liusheng was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, but shook his head and smiled: "Thank you Brother Su for your kindness, but I don't have such a plan at the moment, let's try it on my own."

Hearing this, Su Qinglang's eyes brightened slightly, he couldn't help but look at him a few more times, nodded, and said apologetically, "Brother Mei has a noble character, cleans himself and loves himself, I'm taking the liberty."

Mei Liusheng lowered his head and replied: "Brother Su is doing it for my own good, I understand it all."

Then he smiled again: "Just because of Brother Su's kindness, next time we meet, I should treat Brother Su to have a drink."

Su Qinglang nodded, then cupped his hands again: "It must be..."

The two parted at this point, Su Qinglang turned around and got into the carriage. On the way back, he opened the curtain, and saw the setting sun in the sky, which had covered half of the sky, falling on the peach blossoms, scorching.

Facing the direction where Mei Liusheng left, he turned his head and glanced, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, his expression thoughtful.

Tapping on the window panel with his fingers, he said slowly, "Jiangmei has passed through Liu Shengmian, and the swing is wet with rain at dusk. It's a good name and a good mood."