Chapter 137: The Initial Plan
"Okay!" Meng Yuan gritted his teeth, pointed his right hand directly at Su Fu, his eyes showed a ruthless gaze, and he was extremely reluctant to pour tea for Su Fu.
Then he deliberately squeezed out a courteous smile, followed the sound of the women's snorts, and shook his body while handing tea to Su Fu.
"Uncle~ The slave family knows that it is wrong, and it is not for you to compensate. Hurry up and tell the slave family if it's okay, uncle~" The soft and crispy bones that screamed, Yi'er sneered when she heard it, and her whole body was trembling, goosebumps all over her body, and she glanced at Meng Yuan.
"I don't know you're still very talented in this. In the future, if the military salary is not enough, I can consider asking you to go out and save money. ”
Meng Yuan, with a disdainful face, slapped Su Fu's head and melon seeds, "Dead ghost!" Do you even say it! ”
Only then did he talk about the whole planning process......
It is said that there were countless factions in the imperial court, the two most important of which were the military generals headed by Sima and the civil ministers led by Zhang Chen. The strength of both of them is quite powerful. Zhang Chen's strength in the imperial court is intertwined, and many ministers are members of the Zhang family, and his own martial arts are not a problem. Although Sima has risen step by step from a cloth cloth, he does not have so many relatives in the Zhang family, but Sima has a lot of elite soldiers and strong generals, and his own martial arts are also quite good, and no one in the court is invincible.
In addition, there is a faction headed by an adult surnamed Li, which has always been useless and has no place in the imperial court. It's just that this Master Li always likes to sow discord and is well-known for being insidious. There are some small parties and factions, some of which have only two people, and some of them have only four, which is even less worth mentioning.
Su Fu knew that the only one who could match Sima and always regarded him as an enemy was Zhang Chen. Because Zhang Chen's martial arts are not weak, he was the leader of the martial arts test back then. Unfortunately, people always ignore the second and third places, and often only the first place can be immortalized. However, Zhang Chen can be civil and martial, and all of them have become the first civil servants of the imperial court.
But he has always been dissatisfied with Sima, especially when Sima steals the limelight because of the war in the west, if he goes on an expedition, maybe the general will be his, so he is even more resentful.
Su Fu found him only because he was the only one who could compete with Sima.
On that day, the little queen was forcibly detained by the queen mother in the round room of the emperor's bedroom, and everyone wanted to take the opportunity to make a big fuss. Only Zhang Chen and Sima did not move. Such a person can't help but surprise Su Fu, if he doesn't seize such a good opportunity, he must be waiting for a bigger opportunity, obviously this person's city is definitely not ordinary.
Su Fu held a folding fan and fluttered his clothes, thinking that since the other party was a Wenchen. Then meet in a genteel way. Who knew that as soon as he arrived at the gate of Zhang's mansion, he was stopped by the guards, who had a fierce look and a cold attitude. "What people! What the hell! ”
Su Fu fanned the fan, the afterglow slanted, and the red lips smiled. "It is reported that Zhang Dawen Taowu is a scholar, and he came to visit and want to consult with Mr. Zhang, please report." ”
", our family is too busy to pay attention to a sour scholar like you. Get out of the way! The family was very impatient, and had already stepped forward to get rid of him.
Su Fu was tepid, put away the folding fan, inserted it into his waist, and then jumped on the wall of Zhang's house. Another jump falls directly into it. Now the family members were frightened, it turned out that the person who came was not good, and the martial arts were strong. For fear that he would be punished by the master for not guarding strictly, he hurriedly shouted for more family members to come out to help.
"Someone, there are assassins, there are assassins!"
Su Fu ignored this, just scraped a dog bark in his ears, continued to crank the folding fan, and walked in front of the family with ease. The speed was as fast as lightning, and what those family members saw in their eyes were countless figures stacked on top of each other. I don't know which one is the deity. By the time he saw it clearly, he had already arrived at Master Zhang's study, only to hear a bang, and the door was kicked open.
At the same time, seven or eight darts were shot out of it at a rapid pace. Sufu is a vigilant. He bent over and dodged the darts. The darts flew out and were lined up in a row on the trees not far from the door of the study opposite.
Chop chop, the voice is crisp and powerful, it can be imagined that this person's martial arts are powerful, anyway, their family is stunned, and their eyes show admiration for his fierce master.
"Stand down!" An order came from the study. The family members hurriedly retreated.
When Su Fu entered the room, Mr. Zhang folded his hands behind his back, and the whole person looked at the picture scroll on the side of the study. When Sufu went in, he happened to have his back to Sufu. It wasn't until he heard footsteps coming in that he turned around very disdainfully, glanced at the visitor lazily, and then asked, "Are you coming to see the old man?" Who is your excellency and what is your purpose? Since you are interested in visiting, why not swagger in, such a flying eaves and wall is insulting, and it is also bad for the old man to receive your Yaxing! ”
The words are full of rebuke and contempt.
But Su Fu didn't care, he was very curious about what this Lord Zhang was looking at, and when he looked up, it was a painting of a farmhouse. The painting is of a rural house, a thatched house and a small vegetable garden. Although he didn't know who made this painting and what its value was, he knew that this painting was a good opportunity to satirize this Master Zhang.
"Hehe, Master Zhang is really Wen Tao Wuluo, martial arts, and his literary talent is also quite powerful. This is incomprehensible below, but it is said that a perfect painting should be accompanied by poetry. This is a perfect match, I just read a poem and feel very compatible, but I don't dare to decide randomly, today Mr. Zhang is here, just to hear and ask Mr. Zhang to teach. ”
"Oh, tell me about it." When he said this, Zhang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, his body leaned back, his right hand touched his beard, and his left hand was placed behind his back and clenched tightly, as if he was vigilant. Su Fu saw it in his eyes and understood in his heart that this old fox was not fooled lightly.
He then smiled lightly, dispelled the peepy look in his eyes, and then lightly opened his thin lips, raised his hand and chanted the poem, "Chaimen hears the dog barking, and returns to people on a snowy night." ”
"Chaimen ......" only heard the first two words, and Lord Zhang immediately reacted that this person was mocking himself, because there was no dog barking or snow on the picture. He was mocking Zhang Fuding's reckless behavior.
Master Zhang suddenly smiled evilly, and he wanted to know more about this young man, and his eyes were a little less contemptuous and a little more vigilant.
"Dare to ask who your Excellency is and what is your purpose!"
"Lord Zhang has heard of ridiculous things in the court. The sixty-year-old emperor wanted to set up a ten-year-old girl as the queen, and the queen mother forcibly imprisoned the little girl, which was quite difficult to bully the little strongman. (To be continued.) )