A traitor

The Lantern Festival is here, and Yizhou is bustling with activity. The lord of the government office prepares a banquet and invites colleagues to celebrate the festive season.

On both sides of the wide street, vendors gather, and various lanterns are hung on the shelves, which are colorful and very pleasing.

Even on the top of the city tower, red lanterns were hung. Looking from a distance, the lights were brightly lit, giving off a crimson color in the middle of the night.

Under the city tower, in the streets, there were crowds of people, people were holding lanterns in their hands, and some people were wearing masks, and there were bursts of laughter.

Su Qinglang and Mei Liusheng sat in the Mingyue Building, Sun Zizhong and Lu Xun sat on both sides of them, and Yu Huaizhong and some unknown officials sat opposite.

Master Yu first raised the wine glass in front of him, cupped his hands to Su Qinglang and said, "It is really a blessing for us to be able to spend the festive season with Master Su today. I respect Master Su for a glass."

Su Qinglang smiled, nodded slightly, and said very modestly: "Where is Master Yu, it is a festive season, and we have the opportunity to witness the prosperity of Yizhou. It is because of Master Yu's honor that we see the old and young in the city celebrating happily today." We are also very happy about the scene, it can be seen that Master Yu has done a lot of good things for the people of Yizhou during his tenure."

Hearing Su Qinglang's praise, Yu Huaizhong grinned from ear to ear, and was so ashamed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground to sneak in, and said repeatedly: "Master Su is too famous, too famous, Yizhou can have what it is today, it all depends on the prime minister." Lord Su's protection, and Master Su's support, I just did some insignificant things, how can I compare with Master Su, who not only shared the emperor's worries in the court, but also cared about the local people's sentiments when he came here, so Hard work, for the country and the people, really makes me feel ashamed and guilty."

With a smile on the corner of Su Qinglang's lips, he thought to himself, before my mother came here, I didn't even know what Yizhou looked like, so who would support you?

Flattering to this point, talking nonsense with open eyes, no bottom line, no principle, no dignity at all, even I feel ashamed for you.

He waved his folding fan and smiled brightly: "Where is it, things are done well, you should still praise it. Master Yu is so self-effacing, do you want me to scold you?"

"Don't dare..." Hearing what he said, Yu Huaizhong's eyes widened and he quickly waved his hands.

He lowered his head, put his face on the table, licked his face and said, "Master Su favors Yizhou so much, it's really a blessing for us to wait, then there will be Master Laosu, take care of me in the future, in the future Over there, Master Su please give me some good words."

Su Qinglang smiled lightly, took the folding fan in his hand and tapped it, with a smile in his eyes: "It's easy to say, easy to say."

Sun Zizhong looked at Su Qinglang with an expression of not being surprised, and shook his head helplessly. Even Mei Liusheng couldn't bear to hear these words.

The Buddhas in the temple will always put gold on their faces. What they know is that they brag about each other. What they don’t know is that they think they have done something great. If they do, they are not afraid that a thunder will fall from the sky and hit their heads directly.

Neither of them spoke, while Lu Xun on the side looked eagerly at the dazzling array of dishes on the table, but Su Qinglang didn't move his chopsticks, so he could only watch dryly, unable to eat.

Since entering the officialdom, Brother Lu has seen many greetings among his colleagues, so of course he knows the etiquette.

So I listened patiently, but the taste got lost after listening. I heard someone praised Su Qinglang as the number one virtuous official since ancient times, and also praised him as the descendant of Wenquxing and the reincarnation of Tianhuxing. The more they said, the more outrageous they became. Finally couldn't help it, and vomited on the dinner table.

For a moment, everyone looked at him, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. Su Qinglang paused, then slowly waved the folding fan and said, "Why, brother Lu is pregnant, how many months has it been?"

Everyone at the table laughed loudly, Lu Xun lowered his head, his face flushed, he was about to refute, but Mei Liusheng stopped him secretly.

Knowing that with Lu Xun's overly blunt temperament, he might say something, Mei Liusheng tugged at his wrist, smiled lightly, and explained: "Master Lu has been suffering from a cold recently, and his spleen and stomach are uncomfortable. Please forgive me. .”

Yu Huaizhong let out an oh-oh, and hurriedly said: "Since that's the case, let's open the table. The food should be cold later."

He turned his head and said to the boy next to him: "Go and tell the kitchen to prepare some hot soup for Mr. Lu."

The servant led the order, only to hear the sound of silk strings, a dozen dancers in red clothes came to the stage, dancing to the music.

Thinking of the dancer of that day, Yu Huaizhong said to Su Qinglang: "Master Su, the dancer of that day..."

Su Qinglang heard the words, and answered calmly: "I helped her back to the room to rest for a while, she said she was much better, so I let her go."

Yu Huaizhong was very surprised and couldn't believe it: "That's it?"

Su Qinglang put down his wine glass, and asked in confusion: "Otherwise?"

Yu Huaizhong stopped talking, but things were indeed a bit unexpected. After all, in his opinion, with a warm and soft jade in his arms, he can still be stable and not chaotic. Either his sleeves are broken, or he can't do that.

This Mr. Su looks young, and he is just at the time when he is full of vigor. It should not be the reason for the latter. Thinking about the rumors between him and that Young Master Qin, he already knows it in his heart.

Presumably... this Mr. Su is a broken sleeve, and he still broke up with that Mr. Qin from the prime minister's mansion. No wonder Mr. Qin spared no effort to send people to track him down. He wanted to find Su Qinglang's whereabouts after all the fuss. That day, Yu Huaizhong, the guard in the Prime Minister's Mansion of Qin, felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat. He was a little scared, and felt that he almost did something wrong.

At this time, a young official with no eyesight answered, "Master Su hasn't married yet, right?"

As soon as the words fell, Yu Huaizhong coughed heavily, as if to warn him, but Su Qinglang didn't mind, and said with a smile: "Why, this brother, you want to marry me?"

Hearing what he said, Mei Liusheng also deliberately cleared his throat, Su Qinglang glanced at him sideways, sighed again, and said with great regret: "However, thank you for your kindness, brother, some time ago, Erniang entrusted someone to give it to me. Talking about a marriage, that girl is pretty good, but she is a little narrow-minded, if she finds out that I am messing with women outside, I am afraid she will turn against me."

He said this just to evade, Sun Zizhong knew his purpose, so he didn't want to expose it.

Brother Lu Xun, on the other hand, couldn't make a turn in his mind. While eating, he heard Su Qinglang talk about his marriage, his eyes widened, and he said in bewilderment: "Hey, when did Mr. Su talk about the marriage?" ,I do not know how?"

Su Qinglang glanced lightly at him, and said without changing expression: "Oh, brother Lu may not know him, but brother Mei is very familiar."

The officials around were very moved. They didn't expect that the wise and powerful Mr. Su was actually a "strict wife". He was afraid of becoming like this before he was married, and Yu Huaizhong heard about Su Qinglang has a fiancée, and thinking about the rumored Young Master Qin who broke his sleeves with him, the depth of the water here is comparable to the three thousand weak waters of the Tianhe River.

I only heard an official's persuasion: "Master Su is not married yet, so you must think clearly in advance. Once this woman becomes jealous, it will be fatal."

Another person seemed to be deeply touched: "Yes, in our line of business, there is no one who can't go out to socialize. When we get home, we have to smash the pots and pans. It's not enough to be angry!"

Su Qinglang heard it interesting, with a smile on his face, he deliberately glanced at Mei Liusheng, and said in a raised voice: "That's right, if you accidentally marry a tigress and come back, you will not be able to live through this day."

It was only then that Mei Liusheng realized that Su Qinglang had been talking about him the whole time. He stared back calmly, and said indifferently: "After all, I have saved your life. As soon as Mr. Su turned around, he wanted to call his mother. Tiger, don't you think you have no conscience?"

They were bickering here, and the Yizhou officials were confused, and at the same time, they were very surprised. When will a seventh-rank sesame official be able to challenge the second-rank official in the court?

When Lu Xun heard the words, he asked suspiciously: "The favor of saving my life? When did any girl save Master Su's life?"

Su Qinglang glanced at him again, saw a plate of braised pork knuckle in front of Lu Xun, and wanted to grab the bone and stuff it into his mouth.

He groaned, waved his folding fan, and said indifferently: "A few days ago, when I was assassinated, the girl I happened to meet..."

"But..." Lu Xun said very unconvinced: "I remember, the one who saved you that day was obviously..."

Before he finished speaking, Mei Liusheng stepped on him in the dark. He glanced at Su Qinglang, and then he remembered that Su Qinglang had been saying that he was a girl just now, marry him?Who is going to marry him!

After all the calculations, it was all Lu Xun's fault. Mei Liusheng picked up the chopsticks and could only vent his anger on him. He picked up a large piece of pork knuckle in front of him. He went into Lu Xun's bowl and said, "Master Lu, you are hungry, eat more."

Su Qinglang grinned, and just about to laugh, he saw Mei Liusheng put a piece of ginger in his bowl again: "Master Su, traveling is very hard these days, please make up for it."

Master Su stopped smiling immediately, glanced at the ginger in the bowl, and then looked at Mei Liusheng: "Master Mei is old, and his eyes are blurred, and he can't even tell the difference between ginger and meat."

When Mei Liusheng heard the words, he hurriedly put on a guilty expression, and said apologetically, "I was careless at the moment, I made a mistake, please don't blame Mr. Su."

Su Qinglang snorted coldly, immediately picked up the piece of ginger, angrily threw it back into his bowl, and buried himself in a few mouthfuls of rice sullenly.

The other people at the table stared at them dumbfounded. While they were shocked, they also felt that the people from Chang'an City were different from their small place. It's even bigger than the sky. When will the little Zhima official be able to flirt with Mr. Shangshu...?