Jiang Qing

In the early morning of the second day, Chen Yuanqing yawned and stepped out of the mansion, when he saw Mei Shao walking into the room with a person in his arms.

"You didn't go home last night?" Chen Yuanqing thought that there were many mosquitoes outside, and thought they would come back after midnight.

"I'm too tired, so I rested on the boat." Mei Shao said hoarsely: "Bring more hot water."

Chen Yuanqing felt something was wrong, he carefully looked at Mei Shao's crumpled clothes, reacted, and said in surprise: "You didn't sleep all night, did you, such a beast?"

As he said that, Chen Yuanqing wanted to move closer to see Bai Bingchen's face, but Mei Shao avoided him.

"It's windy at night, the inkstone is freezing, I ask you for some hot water to wash, Mr. Chen will not be stingy." Mei Shao gave him a sideways look.

"Heh, it's freezing in the summer, do you think I'm a three-year-old?" Chen Yuanqing snorted, "Take back your rogue spirit, I think Master Bai is a gentleman, be careful that people will regret not wanting you."

Mei Shao pouted at him, motioned for Chen Yuanqing to open the door for her, and put Bai Bingchen on the bed in her arms.

"Remember to close the door when you go out."

"I owe you." Chen Yuanqing walked out of the door angrily, was about to close it, paused, and said softly: "But I still congratulate you for getting what you want."

Mei Shao raised his eyebrows at him, as if you can speak human words.

However, after more than a year, Mei Shao was quite different from when he chased outside Pingdu city. He lost his hostility and gradually showed the brilliance of his youth, and the guilt and pain in Chen Yuanqing's heart also eased a bit .

The old friend who promised to drink last year came to fulfill the appointment this year, which was much better than Chen Yuanqing expected.

Bai Bingchen was awakened by the heat.

It was midsummer, and there was a person who looked like a stove sticking behind him, Bai Bingchen shrank his head, got out of Mei Shao's arms, and hid in a corner of the bed against the wall.

"Hiss—" just moved a little, Bai Bingchen felt sore all over, and kicked Mei Shao angrily.

Mei Shao's eyes hadn't been opened yet, she was waving her hands and groped on the bed, but she didn't touch anyone after touching for a long time, then she opened her eyes, glanced lazily at Bai Bingchen who had rolled to the corner of the bed, rubbed her hands and feet together again up.

Bai Bingchen poked his elbow and complained, "It's hot."

Mei Shao smiled lowly, but instead hugged him tightly, deliberately pressed against his skin to keep cool, and said ambiguously: "That's not what you said last night."

Bai Bingchen turned over, poked his eyelids that were not fully opened, and cursed: "You are so fierce, how dare you say that?"

"Where is—" Mei Shao refused to admit it, and forced Bai Bingchen to make it clear, "Where am I so fierce?"

Mei Shao's hand slid all the way down the spine through his clothing material, deliberately paused in a hidden place, and smiled: "Huh?"

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, Bai Bingchen held down his hand all at once, but he couldn't say such frivolous words, he hesitated and said, "You were very gentle before..."

Mei Shao had never seen him in such a state of mind before, and thought it was funny, she took his hand that was holding her wrist, and put a kiss on her lips, "That's because you were in poor health before, and I don't want to make trouble with you."

"Then are you willing now?" Bai Bingchen raised his eyebrows.

"Reluctance." Mei Shao sighed contentedly, arching his chest, "But I can't help it."

With a bang, Bai Bingchen stepped back, and Mei Shao's head fell on the bed.

"I'll help you bear it." Bai Bingchen looked at him with a half-smile.

From that day on, Mei Shao was unable to enter Bai Bingchen's room again. He had no choice but to ask Chen Yuanqing to clean up the room next to Bai Bingchen's.

As the departure approached, Bai Bingchen set out to organize Ren Heming to pretend to be Marquis of Nanyang, colluded with bandits to force Ren Heyu to death, killed the Confucian family in Benzhou, encouraged peasants to revolt, transported troops by waterway, captured Pingdong fiefdom, and hanged their heads on Jinxihou Lingche and Pingdonghou's wife Jiang Xiyue's various crimes.

Even if Ren Heming has the ability to cover the sky in Nanyang, how did he hide it from the people who come to inspect the official status every year, and how can he ensure that no one will go to the capital to report after the destruction of Ren Heyu and the Lan family?

Ren Heming must have someone to support him in the court, who will block all unfavorable moves for him.With the end of the Cangzhou flood and the invasion of Benzhou, Bai Bingchen was able to get a glimpse of the role of the Shunjiang water transport connecting Pingdong and Nanyang in this rebellion.

Since the water transport was built, it has been in the hands of Zhang Jiudai, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, Zheng Yuanbo, in charge. For this matter alone, Bai Bingchen can just use Zhang Jiudai's crime of colluding with Ren Heming to pull the left prime minister off his horse, and take a good look at the Fudi Pavilion in the court. What kind of face and heart does the pushing hand have.

In the past year, after Mei Shao returned to the capital, the situation in the court has changed drastically. Bai Bingchen has hardly confronted Zhang Jiudai head-on, and always retreats and retreats when things happen. Most of the power in his hands has also been released. It is also unprecedented, not to mention that he was denied the position of right prime minister when he came to Wu Du this time.

Bai Bingchen retreated again and again, in order to let Zhang Jiudai completely relax. Under the temptation of high position of power and desire, he thought he had mastered the overall situation of the DPRK and China. Chance.

Now Bai Bingchen already has the account books of Fang Min, the magistrate of Benzhou, who has allocated money to water transport over the years, which is enough to show that Zheng Yuanbo profited from it in the name of Zhang Jiudai, colluded with local wealthy businessmen to embezzle the benefits of water transport, and the local wealthy businessmen colluded with bandits to monopolize The waterway and commercial roads in the Southland corresponded to the fact that the Marquis of Nanyang had made a lot of money over the years, was extremely rich, and had spare money to buy soldiers and build horses.

The most important thing is that the secret letters of Ren Heming and the master of Zhang Jiudai's mansion were found in Nanyang Hou's mansion, and together with Bai Bingchen's eyeliner who has been lying on Zhang Jiudai's place, Bai Bingchen is [-]% sure that he can solve Zhang Jiudai in one fell swoop.

Just thinking about things, the ink in the inkstone was worn too full by him, Bai Bingchen hurriedly let go, and a few ink spots splashed on the paper he laid out on the side.

Afraid of disturbing him, Mei Shao had been sitting on the chair by the window flipping through the letters between Ren Heming and Zhang Jiudai, when she heard the noise, she walked towards the table.

"What's the matter?" Mei Shao lifted his ink-stained cuff, took out a handkerchief to cover it, sucked up the ink, and then rolled it up for him.

"I'll just go and change my clothes." Bai Bingchen wanted to hold back, but was held back.

"Stretch out your hand." Mei Shao folded the handkerchief, wiped off some of the dirt on his hands, and teased: "Two days ago when I came back from Shiyuetang and was bumped into by Chen Yuanqing, when he saw me, he saw me and looked at the person on the river and lake. Picking flowers like a thief, if you go to change clothes twice during the day, he will think that I have done something to you."

Mei Shao exaggeratedly sighed, and said: "There is no way, living in someone else's house is uncomfortable, when you return to Pingdu, you can change your clothes as many times a day as you want, even if you don't want to change, I also……"

Bai Bingchen couldn't listen anymore, so he covered his mouth, revealing Mei Shao's smiling eyes, looking straight at him.

Suddenly his palms itch, Bai Bingchen withdrew his hand and glared at him.

The wet itchiness in his palms remained, and Bai Bingchen clenched his fists to hide it, hanging by his side, pretending not to know what he did just now.

Mei Shao narrowed her eyes and said with a snicker, "This ink smells so good."

Bai Bingchen calmed down, ignored his scorching gaze, laid out a new piece of paper, and wrote while dipping the ink: "Is there any news from you? I'll send the letter today, and there will be some news when we return to the capital." Prepare."

"The person has been detained." Mei Shao said: "Zhang Jiudai is also very courageous. Before we return to Pingdu, the person he sent to destroy the evidence has arrived."

Mei Shao's attack on Nanyang has spread to four or five prefectures, so the news cannot be stopped. No matter how slow Zhang Jiudai's reaction is, he can realize that Mei Shao sent troops in advance, and it must be that His Majesty got the news that the Marquis of Nanyang is going to be chaotic.

After Ren Heming's defeat, Zhang Jiudai must be in a hurry to find out his relationship with Ren Heming. Needless to say, in Pingduli, he must have used tricks to silence those who knew about it. On Nanyang's side, he relied on having a dark fragrance pavilion in his hand. , Sending someone to destroy the letters of the Nanyang Marquis Mansion was also expected by Bai Bingchen.

Bai Bingchen followed his plan and left a few letters in the Nanyang Marquis Mansion. Mei Shao sent people to guard the outside, catching people to steal them loosely outside and tightly inside.Sure enough, not long after they arrived in Lanzhou, news came from Minzhou that the people sent by Zhang Jiudai were arrested.

"People are optimistic. It will be of great use in front of His Majesty." Bai Bingchen is well aware of Zhang Jiudai's temperament. He will desperately want to get rid of the crime until the last moment. Keeping one more person in his hand will increase his chances of winning.

"Don't worry. I deliberately took the folk road, and I sent people from the villa to escort it all the way. They said to the outside world that a thief who stole the sword was caught. I greeted some famous Jianghu sects along the road, and there will naturally be people in their territory. Take care, don't worry." Mei Shao paused, and said: "What I'm worried about is that the person Zhang Jiudai sent this time doesn't include that woman."

"She is extremely proficient in assassination, and her attacks are ruthless. It is impossible for Zhang Jiudai not to send her at this time of crisis. Since she is not going to those letters, she is going to people." Mei Shao glanced at the writing on his sleeve. Bai Bingchen, he lowered his eyes, showing no fluctuations in his expression.

"It came for me." Bai Bingchen said lightly: "Assassinating court officials is too risky after all, but when he knows that the people he sent have returned without success, he will inevitably focus on me, and wake up in the middle of the night. In the neck, I can't tell."

"So, you should let me live with you." Mei Shao hugged him from behind, and Bai Bingchen flicked his wrist, almost wasting another piece of paper.

Mei Shao looked at his slender handwriting which did not look the same as when he was young, and felt bitterness in his heart.

An impressive scar on Bai Bingchen's wrist with his sleeves rolled up made Mei Shao's eyes even hotter.

He did everything possible to prolong Bai Bingchen's life, but he couldn't get rid of the scars on his body.Bai Bingchen can walk normally on horseback, but he can no longer do martial arts, and he can't write half of the old handwriting.

"With me here, she can't get close to you. But you have to let me get closer to you." Mei Shao tightened her arms, leaning on his shoulder and said softly.

"I'm already living next door, isn't it close enough?" Bai Bingchen asked with a slight tilt of his head.

Mei Shao was silent for a moment, then whispered: "It's a big deal, I won't bully you anymore."

That night was so noisy that Bai Bingchen felt flushed in retrospect. He was a little angry. He was begging Mei Shao in such a panic. Shao forced him out, but Mei Shao still didn't let him go.

Bai Bingchen's ears burned badly when he thought of such a crazy and fiery affair, and what was more shameful was that he was actually made alive by him and passed out.Bai Bingchen thought that his body was recovering well. Although he was not as strong as a marching man like Mei Shao, he was not so weak that he was bullied and lost his mind. Thinking of this, he felt that he had grown a man's body for nothing.The key is that I used to foolishly suspect that he could not do it...

Bai Bingchen really felt ashamed, but he couldn't say bluntly that it was for this reason that he and Mei Shao slept in separate rooms.

Mei Shao saw that he drew a grasshopper with a few strokes at the end of the letter, folded it and put it in a blank envelope, took out his private seal and stamped it on the wax of the seal, a series of movements were smooth and smooth, without paying any attention to his own intentions, and consciously retreated. She took a step forward, "Then I'll sleep on the couch outside your screen."

Bai Bingchen didn't answer him, and wrote another letter, stamped his private seal at the end of the letter, and put it aside to dry.He looked down at the handwriting on the private seal. He was thin and slender, looking weak, and sighed.

The ink-stained paper was exposed in front of Bai Bingchen's eyes. His hand holding the pen paused and began to write on it.

Mei Shao rested on his shoulder and stared at him, waiting for him to finish his business so that he could pester him, but he started writing and drawing on paper again.

"What to write again?" Mei Shao asked dissatisfiedly, tilting her neck.

What came into view was the three characters "Mei Chongjin" neatly. Mei Shao was appeased immediately, but she still refused to admit it, "What do you write my name for?"

Bai Bingchen smiled and said nothing, stuffed the brush into Mei Shao's hand, and consciously shrank back to his left hand to make room for it.

Mei Shao thought he was going to run away, so she simply put her left hand around Bai Bingchen's waist, held a pen with her right hand, and wrote the three characters "Bai Yanfang" under the three characters "Mei Chongjin" gracefully.

"Huh?" After Mei Shao finished writing, she was still not sure, so she turned her head and asked him if that was what he meant.

Bai Bingchen stared at the two lines corresponding to each other, picked up the paper and blew on it, and said softly, "Apologize."

"What?" Mei Shao didn't understand.

"You bullied my apology." Bai Bingchen moved the two letters that were already in the corner to one side, and carefully placed the paper in the middle to dry.

Mei Shao realized that he agreed to move back, and pecked him on the face suddenly.

"What kind of apology is this? What else do you want, I will send someone to find it now."

Bai Bingchen was amused by his eager look, with a deep smile in his eyes, but he didn't reply.

Those three words are enough, he thought.

He touched a bulge in his arms, where there were two small bags, which could be vaguely seen as two seals.