Chapter Ninety-Six: The Wind and Rain Are Like Fierce, and the Plum Blossoms Don't Bow Their Heads
When Bianliang returned to Bian's house, he learned that the old lady had fallen asleep.
The butler was about to call, but he stopped him.
Whatever the reason, she saved her life after all.
also blames himself for being careless, thinking of the emperor too kindly, in this world, what kind emperor is there.
Thinking of this, he thought of the culprit again: the traitorous minister Jia Shidao.
He was going to go to his house to pay a visit.
And tomorrow, he plans to return to Tongguan.
Because there are no friends here, and there is no good wine.
When Bianliang arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jia Shidao was drinking tea and enjoying the flowers.
The garden of the prime minister is large, but the arrangement is simple.
There is a pavilion in the middle, and there are square tables and benches in the pavilion.
Jia Shidao sat there, cross-legged Erlang, holding a cup in both hands, looking at a swing in front of him.
The swing is small but delicate, with a chair made of bamboo and rattan, a backrest embroidered on three sides, and a paper umbrella with plum blossoms painted on the top.
The plum blossoms on the umbrella are fake, but the plum blossoms in the yard are real.
Some sparse rain hit the plum branches, trying to hit the flowers until they bowed their heads.
But every time the plum blossom is after the raindrops, it will stubbornly raise its head.
Jia Shidao liked this picture very much, and liked to be notified by his subordinates, and when Young Master Li visited, he ignored it, and just nodded.
"It's a good place here." Bianliang sat opposite Jia Shidao.
The drizzle outside drenched his hair a little, making him very unhappy.
Since the failure of the night walk in Shinno, he has also started to take care of his hair.
But this seemingly small job, he always did not do it well.
Damn the rain, there was still the sun when I was in the palace just now, why did it suddenly start raining.
If it gets drenched for a long time, it's time to get your hair back in, troublesome.
Jia Shidao finally turned his head, he didn't look likable at all.
With small eyes, a small nose, and a small mouth, he looks like a stingy person who is very good at taking advantage.
Although his eyes are small, his gaze is like electricity, as if he can see through everything in the world.
If you ask who is the most difficult to guess in the world, it must be the emperor of the world, and he is the person who knows the most about the holy will known to the whole Southern Dynasty.
Such a person, whose mind he can't see through?
Bianliang's thoughts, he didn't need to look at it to guess through.
He wasn't here to seek revenge, or he would have gone into hiding.
"The young master has questions." As soon as Jia Shidao spoke, he broke Bianliang's intention.
Bian Liang smiled, chatting with such a person is really a great pleasure.
He said, "In Chengdu, I killed Qiu Mingshan, and in West Lake, Shen Fang troubled me. ”
Jia Shidao nodded, he understood what Bianliang meant, the first thing was that Bianliang helped him and knew his secret in Chengdu, and the second thing was that he did something sorry for others.
Bianliang said it to let him know that he owed favors and would have to pay them back.
Bian Liang said again, "I'm leaving tomorrow, do you have to give me an explanation?" ”
He once asked Jia Shidao to tie himself up and apologize, but it was just an angry word.
And today, he came to see what benefits this powerful official of the Southern Dynasty could give Li Changsheng.
Jia Shidao understood what he could give Li Changsheng.
Money, beauty, status, how can he compare these things to this young master.
The only thing he had was what was in his head.
Compared to wisdom and news, he is much higher than Li Changsheng.
Jia Shidao said, "Master Bian, the clothes sent into the palace are hidden in the sharp weapons, and the sharp weapons are arranged by me, because the old man Bian asked things that should not be asked, His Majesty is not happy, and as a courtier, he should naturally share the worries of the master." ”
Bian Liang nodded, he didn't care about the affairs of the Bian family, Jia Shidao would mention it, presumably he was close to the Bian family, and pretended to be the young master of the Bian family.
Jia Shidao said again, "The war in Xiangyang began to be planned on the day you entered the palace, and His Majesty had already intended to recruit you as a concubine, but you, a concubine, will be the prince's father in the future." ”
Speaking of this, he glanced at Bianliang again, with questions in his eyes.
He didn't understand why the young man in front of him was so lucky that even the Son of Heaven was covered by him.
He continued, "But when the crown prince succeeds to the throne, there will be a risk that his relatives will interfere in politics, you don't ask about political affairs, and you are the father of the prince, Your Majesty is relieved, but the people of the Li family are always troubled." ”
"I recommended Master Li to go to Xiangyang, just to borrow the hand of Hu Guo to get rid of the disaster, I don't want Seinfeld to win Hu State in a row, collect Beihai, and seize Xuzhou.
"So when he didn't have enough food and grass, he ordered him to attack Xuchang, I didn't expect him to let his subordinates die in vain, he really resisted, after Seinfeld's death, I spent another three years, lost Xuzhou, abandoned Beihai, destroyed bridges, withdrew boats, and did all these things, all of which were to show the enemy weakness, and Hu finally attacked Xiangyang this year."
"In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, I have arranged ambushes on the way to retreat from Xiangyang City, and once Master Li is defeated and retreats, he will be eliminated."
"I didn't expect him to surrender, the Li family has a young master in the palace, you have a bright future, I really can't understand what Master Li thought at the beginning."
"As for Jiang Ling's interception, it's not something I can do, I'm just admonishing, I can't let you leave the palace."
After Jia Shidao finished speaking, he took a sip of tea and looked at the plum blossoms again.
At this moment, the rain is a little heavy, and the plum blossoms seem to be a little slow down under the blow of dense raindrops.
Seeing this, his heart was a little bitter, his situation at the moment was not the plum blossom in the rain.
He knew that the emperor had recruited Bianliang into the palace today.
He also knew that the emperor did not mean to relieve the siege for him, otherwise, how could he not recruit him into the palace.
Since ancient times, the cunning rabbit died, and the lackeys cooked, and he had expected this.
Now that Bianliang has made such a fuss, so that the emperor can't get off the stage, the emperor will naturally push the boat down the river and send himself into hell.
If Bianliang dies today, maybe he still has a chance to live.
Bian Liang savored what Jia Shidao said, and his mouth was also a little bitter.
Thinking that he crossed over from his previous life, this traitor is the first hero.
And the number of people who died because of this incident is not 10,000, but 8,000, and it is really a success.
"That's all." Bianliang also wants to squeeze some information, after all, the opportunity is rare.
When Jia Shidao heard this, he suddenly smiled, his smile looked a little weird, and he said, "Those just now are used to make amends for your sins, and there is another thing to repay your kindness." ”
Bian Liang pondered in his heart, reparation refers to the matter of the housekeeper Shen Fang, and repaying the kindness is the matter of Qiu Mingshan.
However, so many court secrets are only used to make amends, so what will be the matter of repaying the favor? He suddenly became curious.
Jia Shidao put down the teacup and looked at Bianliang, as if he not only wanted to see through his mind, but also wanted to understand him as a person.
He said, "I made up the young master's biography, and the comments in it were made by me, with a proud face and a little smile, and people don't talk much, but since the palace, the news I received, you have completely changed a person." ”
Bianliang said, "I have amnesia. ”
He only told Zhao Xiangyi about the crossing, because this was Li Changsheng's wife, and he said that he had amnesia, and he still couldn't get along with her, and he didn't want to take advantage of Li Changsheng.
He didn't want his own woman to treat him as another person, and he explained it to others who doubted his identity.
"No wonder." Jia Shidao nodded, "Yuenu sent me a message, saying that you made a big fuss in Chengdu for the British dance, I thought about this for a long time, but I didn't figure it out, and what I couldn't accept the most was the comment that Yuenu gave you, kind and kind." ”
Bianliang listened to it and felt very good.
Leshan is naturally that he likes to do good deeds and be giving, this is a little embarrassing, he spends money generously, especially the money for beggars, but these money are all Chen million, as for being amiable, he has always been like this to his friends.
In this sense, this comment is quite pertinent.
Jia Shidao saw that his face was happy, and he strengthened his judgment, this young master is now a person with affection and righteousness.
For such a person, his news can be called a retribution.
Jia Shidao said, "I know that you went to see Dean Du yesterday, so Song Yun's execution day has been changed from yesterday to today. ”
Bian Liang listened, Huo Ran got up, he promised Du Zhiqing to show up when he robbed the law field.
Unexpectedly, it was rescheduled, and I don't know if I am in a hurry.
This bastard Jia Shidao, how can he only say such an important thing now.
"Don't worry, the time of the execution is three o'clock in the afternoon, and it is just after noon." Jia Shidao's gaze shifted to the plum blossom again, "Young master, go slowly, I won't send it." ”
The wind and rain were even greater, and Bianliang touched his hair with a wry smile.
I'm going to have to tie it up again anyway today.
In the wind and rain, a figure pierced out.