Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

The next day, Wen Sheng took Zhang He with him on purpose, and went on a river cruise with Xie Xun.

At that time Xie Qi had been waiting for a long time with the company of Honglu Temple.Hearing footsteps from behind him, he stopped talking, turned around and was the first to meet Wen Sheng.

Xie Xun was also surprised, but he was surprised by Xie Qi's appearance. He really gave birth to a girl as the rumors said.Her brows and eyes are gentle, and her smile is even more charming than that of a noble lady in Beijing.

"Xie Qi has met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Fortunately, the voice was that of a real man, Xie Xun finally settled down two points: "The third prince is polite."

After all, looking at Wen Sheng's expression, it was obvious that this person was confirmed as the third prince of the Yue Kingdom.

Wen Sheng nodded slightly, and saluted Xie Qi: "I have met the third prince." Zhang He on the side also bowed his hands.

"Hahaha, please sit down!" Xie Qi pointed to the food and drink on the table: "I have been waiting for a long time, I heard that Ying Dutong had a good life in Shangjing, but I didn't expect to be so favored by the crown prince."

He didn't look at Zhang He more, as if he had never known him before, and even sent the waiter away after Xie Xun and Wen Sheng sat down: "Your Highness, you laughed, I didn't like calling slaves when I was in Jiangzhou, Now I can’t change it even if I’m outside for a while.”

Xie Xun didn't expect that the third prince of Yue Kingdom looked weak, but acted so recklessly. He immediately had a good impression of this person: "Gu is also like this sometimes, but he doesn't have the courage of the third prince."

"His Royal Highness is still young. When he grows older, his ideas will naturally become bigger. How can others not listen?"

Xie Xun's smile was slightly restrained, and he could hear the meaning behind his words: "The third prince was joking, Gu is a prince, and he was born to be a nobleman, so how can he only rely on his age to command others? Could it be that no matter how young Gu is, he is not a prince anymore? "

"Hahaha, it was Qi who made a slip of the tongue, I will punish myself with a cup." Xie Qi was stunned for a moment before he realized it.

Xie Xun refused: "I can't drink alcohol yet, so Fu Yanhou will take over the third prince's apology for Gu?"

From time to time, Xie Xun was well-founded and did not lose the wind in the slightest.Hearing the sound, he was relieved and drank it in one gulp: "Third Prince, please."

Xie Qi drank it with a smile, and talked about the past of Wen Sheng, most of which were his achievements when he was the governor of Xiajing.

If Wen Sheng is from Yue country at this time, this is of course a good word, but the problem is here, Wen Sheng has already voted for Qing country, Xie Qi's move is undoubtedly slapping him in the face.

Hearing the sound, he was about to speak, but Xie Xun beside him couldn't help but interrupt: "This is the third prince's first visit to Shangjing, right? Shangjing has been the capital of the country since the previous dynasty, and there are 86 squares in the north and south. Every place has its own excitement , it’s not comparable to Xiajing district for more than ten years.”

"Of course Gu has no intention of belittling your country, but sincerely invites the third prince to take a look at the terroir of the city in the past few days. After all, it is not his own thing, and he will not be able to see it when he returns to Jiangzhou."

Xie Qi's face was a little stiff because of Xie Xun's words, and he didn't want to let the reception banquet go halfway, so he said in a timely manner: "Ying remembers that the third prince especially likes lively places, and it coincides with the Lantern Festival approaching. You have to take a good look at it every day."

"That's what I meant."

After that, the two sides did not say anything to test each other for a whole day, and swam in Jinmingchi in a serious manner.

When Xie Qi was sent back to the Dianke Office in the evening, Xie Xun didn't get out of the carriage, but only heard the sound to send Xie Qi in.

"Because the day after tomorrow is Shangyuan, what the Holy Majesty means is that after the celebration is over, if the third prince has no objection, it will be set at 21."

On the fifth day of Shangyuan, it is scheduled to be on the 21st, just as the festival ends, which can be regarded as sincerity.

"The guests are as you like, and His Highness the Crown Prince's hospitality is extremely appropriate. Of course, I have no objection, but," Xie Qi changed the subject, "The reminiscences between me and Lord Hou cannot be postponed until after the festival."

Wen Sheng asked: "What does the third prince mean?"

Xie Qi whispered: "Tomorrow at noon in the private room on the fourth floor of Baixiang Building, you come, I will tell you."

After finishing speaking, he smiled and glanced at Wen Sheng, then turned and stepped into the door.

On the way back after saying goodbye to Xie Xun, I heard the sound and thought about Xie Qi's intentions for a while, probably to spy on news in the name of reminiscing about the past.

Noticing the absent-minded look on Zhang He's face outside the carriage, he suddenly thought: "Zhang He."

"What's your order, Master Hou?"

Hearing the sound, he told the truth: "The third prince told me something just now, and invited me to go to the restaurant tomorrow to catch up with him. You said... Should I go to the appointment?"

As he spoke, he looked quite distressed, and seemed to be hesitant.

Zhang He was surprised for a moment, but quickly came back to his senses: "Go, of course. After all, it's the old master, so I still have to give this favor."

"Oh? If someone sees you being misunderstood, wouldn't it be true?"

"Isn't it enough not to be seen by others?" Zhang He replied subconsciously, and felt a little reckless after speaking, and he didn't know how to do it while regretting.

Hearing the sound, he passed up the steps in due time: "It makes sense, maybe there is something important to tell at home."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Zhang He immediately agreed.

His reaction fell into Wen Sheng's eyes, and he confirmed the idea of ​​discussing with Song Fuling that day.

When the next day was approaching noon, Wen Sheng and Zhang He appeared outside the side door of Baixiang Tower.It was already taken care of yesterday, and today she even disguised herself so that no one would recognize her.

When we arrived at the private room on the fourth floor, Xie Qi was already waiting, and asked Zhang He to wait at the door, and he opened the door and went in after hearing the sound.

Xie Qi sat by the window, the table in front of him was neither wine nor tea, but a painting.

The thing on the painting is still very familiar, it is the finger pull left by He De who rescued him back then.

At the beginning, He De used this finger to confirm Wen Sheng's identity.

It is by no means a coincidence that this thing appeared on the table now, and Xie Qi's meaningful smile also confirmed Wen Sheng's guess——

He already knew the true identity of Wen Sheng.

"How, Lord Hou was frightened?" Xie Qi caught the flash of shock in Wen Sheng's eyes in time, and he motioned Wen Sheng to sit down first: "I knew you would find a chance to go back to Beijing, it seems that your memory It recovered earlier than I expected."

No, Wen Sheng didn't recover at all.

It's just that it's obviously not possible to say: "You expected that I would vote for the celebration?"

"You can't say that." Xie Qi put away the painting and put the wine on the table, "I thought you would find a chance to kill Emperor Qing, but I didn't expect you to go through so many twists and turns, and you still have a strong desire for revenge? "

"You didn't call me here today just to expose my identity," Wen Sheng said bluntly, "What are the conditions?"

"Happy," Xie Qi praised first, "I was sad for a long time after you left, and after that, there is really no one around you that I can use."

"Third Prince, you might as well speak directly if you have something to say." Wen Sheng knew that this person had a good tongue, so he didn't want to waste time.

"You're still going straight like this, no matter what, I'll just say it straight," Xie Qi leaned forward slightly, and his voice was extremely low, "I want you to cooperate with me to obtain the overseas shipping routes and trade routes of Qing Kingdom. Details."

Hearing the sound, he retreated a little and opened the distance: "Is this the real purpose of your going north this time?"

"Just say yes or no." Xie Qi was no longer joking.

Wen Sheng was silent for a while, as if he was carefully considering the risks involved.

"The two evils are the lesser. You don't want to see years of planning come to naught, right? This choice should be easy."

"Okay, I promise you." Wen Sheng didn't think about it for long.

"I know you are a sensible person." Xie Qifu returned to smiling and sat back on the cushion: "Come on, let me toast you."

"No need, let the third prince drink the good wine. I won't accompany you if I have something else to do." Hearing the sound, he got up.

Xie Qi followed behind and asked: "Five days?"

"can."

Before coming out of the alley, the sound stopped suddenly, and he turned to Zhang He beside him: "Let's go separately, you come out later."

"Yes." Zhang He accepted the order happily.

It didn't take long for the crowd to rush out of the alley after hearing the sound, and Zhang He didn't go out until he couldn't see it.After a while, after confirming that he didn't look back, he turned his head and went to the back door of Baixianglou.

Xie Qi in the private room thought he had heard the sound and returned, but when he saw that the person in front of him was Zhang He, he immediately scolded: "What are you doing here? Are you still so blatant?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I came in with my face covered, and Marquis Fuyan asked me to go out later, so I won't be suspicious."

Xie Qi didn't have a good face towards him: "If you want to ask Jiangzhou's wife and children to stop thinking about it, you should have expected today on the day of the celebration. Get lost."

"Your Highness, please listen to my words before telling me to leave before it's too late." Zhang He had already knelt down opposite him: "I heard a big event outside Fuyanhou's study a few days ago..."

……

Zhang He's movement was expected early in the morning. After a while, he returned to the crowd again, but instead of going to Baixiang Building, he went to Hechun Building across the street.

There were already people in the private room by the window on the fourth floor, and when they heard the sound, they opened the door and went in, and saw Song Fuling sitting on the couch playing chess with him.

"I also told you how many old things you have to share, if you don't come, I will leave." Song Fuling glanced at him in time.

"It's because you came too early." Wen Sheng always felt that Song Fuling had become more... arrogant since her leg recovered?

"How to say?"

"As you expected."

"Has Zhang He gone in?"

"Ah."

"Then let's play chess for a while, and wait in peace."

What are you waiting for?Of course it's a conversation in the bakery.

But before the game of chess was over, there were two knocks on the door: "Master."

Song Fuling: "Come in."

It was the spies from Baixianglou who came back to report.

"What did you say?"

"Returning to the master, Zhang He revealed to Xie Qi the plan of Emperor Qing's Shangyuan cruise, and urged Xie Qi to take the opportunity to assassinate him on the same day, and then charged Fuyanhou with the crime."

Song Fuling showed some interest: "What else?"

"In order to show his loyalty, Zhang He claimed that he endured the humiliation all these years in order to meet Xie Qi again. He was forced by Fu Yanhou to celebrate the celebration that day. His family members are still in Jiangzhou, so he dared not do anything wrong."

Song Fuling looked at Wen Sheng and joked, "After all, you still think highly of him. You don't need to be threatened at all, and you will surrender on your own initiative."

Wen Sheng also bent the corners of his lips: "If he wasn't a perfidious person, I should have had a headache when I voted for the celebration."

"It seems that you have expected today, what are your plans for the future?" Song Fuling waved his hand, and the spy immediately retreated.

Hearing the sound, he concentrated on the chess game: "If he can really succeed in the assassination, it will be once and for all."

"What do you mean, take this opportunity to finish it completely?"

"Well," Wen Sheng responded softly, "Not only Emperor Qing, but also Zheng Nuo.

Since the bet on the table is doomed to lose, let's flip the table before the hole cards are turned. "

Song Fuling agreed extremely: "Emperor Qing is killed and Zheng Nuo naturally doesn't need to stay. If Xie Qi is useless, then we can only wait."

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the Shangyuan Festival, and since the early morning, the capital city has been immersed in noise and joy.

There are peddlers on the street, touring acrobatic performances, and every household hangs out their elaborate lanterns, and Fuyanhou Mansion is no exception.

Among the exquisitely styled lanterns, there is a rabbit with an extremely uncoordinated head and body, but it is still hanging in the middle of the mansion gate. The young men and women wearing red hairpins on the road saw this scene from a distance, and couldn't help but look at each other. laugh.

However, the owner of this rabbit lamp didn't think it was too inappropriate: "These people really don't have any sense, how well my lamp is made, and how big it is!"

In Fusang's eyes, big things are definitely not bad.

Immediately above the head, Ji Han's voice sounded: "Correct me, I made the head."

It was fine if he didn't speak, but when he spoke, Fusang wanted to shirk his responsibility: "It's just that your head is too big, and others are laughing at you!"

"Nonsense!" Ji Han retorted immediately, as if he was about to say something harsh again, when he noticed the approaching figure from the corner of his eye, he immediately swallowed it.

Instead, he touched her bun: "Just laugh, what can't you buy with money? Let's pick a bigger one!"

Wen Sheng heard from afar that they wanted to buy something again, and explained: "Buy less unnecessary things."

"Father!" Fusang waved the hand on the top of his head, and his eyes could not help but be attracted by Wen Sheng's different costumes: "This is a new dress. I haven't seen you wear it before. It's so beautiful! It looks like Daddy is extraordinarily heroic!"

Hearing the sound stopped beside her, trimming the snow on Qiu's collar for her, with a smile in his eyes: "Today is a lot of fun, I won't come back so early."

"Understood, dad must work hard today!" Fusang responded with a smile.

When he heard the sound and got into the carriage, Fusang still didn't look away, because the driver from the Taifu's mansion next door also left immediately.

When the carriage stopped in front of Fuyanhou's Mansion, Song Fuling's face appeared from behind the curtain of the carriage: "Little Fusang is so beautiful today."

"Uncle is more beautiful!" Fusang has always had a clear love and hate.

Song Fuling took out a purse from his sleeve, and threw it far away from the carriage: "Here, buy whatever you want to buy today."

Ji Han relied on his height advantage to intercept in advance, and quickly stuffed it into his arms after getting it, and warmly thanked: "Thank you, I will treat you to dinner later!"

"There's no need to eat, just take care of Little Fusang tonight."

Ji Han patted his chest: "Don't worry, with me in Xie Xun, that dung beetle can't get close to the little rice bucket! Oh no, it's a big rice bucket... hiss!"

Song Fuling couldn't hear what was said after that, and before he lowered the curtain, he only saw the two fighting again.

He wasn't worried about Xie Xun's plans for Fusang, but he was afraid that tonight's accident would affect her.I hope it doesn't hurt too many innocent people.