Chapter 226: The Tea House

Before Dongfang Su raised his glass, he spit out three words in the stale aroma that came to his nose like a spring, "It doesn't work." ”

Dongfang Ze was not convinced, "How can it not work?" ”

Dongfang Su lowered his head and took a sip of Pu'er tea, which was as red as a jade soup, it was a little bitter at the beginning of his mouth, but when he passed through his throat, there was a kind of sweet jin from the root of the tongue to the surface of the tongue, full of aroma and long-lasting, "This is the high-grade Pu'er given by the queen mother, it is very good, you can taste it." ”

Dongfang Ze didn't have the heart to drink tea at this time, and said eagerly: "Seventh brother, you should say it quickly!" ”

"Yes, Wei Jin does have hatred for his mother, but they are brothers and sisters after all, as the saying goes, 'kill your own brothers and brothers, and go into battle without leaving your father and son', how can you be separated with a few words."

This sentence was like a basin of cold water poured on his head, which made Dongfang Ze feel cold, and his mouth was still stubborn: "Who said it, brothers and even fathers and sons are all against each other; Wei Wenbin's incident had already made them deviate from morality, and they were just the last straw that broke them. ”

"That's right, it's just ...... You're holding the wrong straw. ”

"Mishandled?" Dongfang Ze was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up, and he stared at Dongfang Su, who looked calm, "Seventh brother has a better idea?" ”

Dongfang Su put down the tea that he drank half a cup of, and said quietly: "Lao Jiu, remember the words of Brother Qi, and don't forget the words 'intimate relatives' at any time." ”

"I know, but now ......"

"I see what you mean." Dongfang Su interrupted his eager words, "No matter what, they are all brothers and sisters, forcibly intervening will only backfire, if you want Wei Jin to fall to us, there is only one way, and that is to make him afraid." ”

"Scared?" Dongfang Ze said with a puzzled face: "Wei Jin is the Minister of Military Aircraft and a relative of the emperor, what is he afraid of for no reason?" ”

Dongfang leaned back slightly, whispered a few words in his ear, and after listening to these words, Dongfang Ze showed a sudden look, stroked his palms and said with a smile: "I understand, it's still the seventh brother who is smart!" With that, he hurriedly got up, "I'll go find Yang He now." ”

His anxious appearance made Dongfang Su amused, "What's the hurry, just go later." ”

"If it's late, it will change, but it's better to arrange it earlier." Throwing down this sentence, Dongfang Ze walked out in a hurry, and Dongfang Su shook his head and laughed.

On 13 February, it has been four days since the 800-mile emergency report came from Yangguan Valley, and the atmosphere in the court is becoming more and more tense day by day, especially the two departments of households and soldiers, one is responsible for grain and grass, and the other is responsible for soldiers and horses.

On this day, the soldiers sent to the south to investigate finally came back with the news that the Qi army had indeed broken through the Yangguan Valley and was marching to Jinling, which was about eight or nine hundred miles away, and according to their speed, it was estimated that it would not take ten days to arrive outside Jinling City.

This situation is even more serious than previously estimated, and it will not take ten days, that is to say, there will only be three or four days left for them at most, otherwise the place where the two armies are fighting is too close to Jinling, and it may affect the city.

Although the situation in the court is becoming more and more tense, Wei Jin still goes to the teahouse every day to sit for half a day, and this day is no exception, ordering a pot of tea, and sitting downstairs to the window seat reserved for him as usual.

This teahouse will invite a well-known juggling team from Jinling City to perform here every day, although it is a little repetitive, but it is better than lively, so business has been good.

The news of the Qi army's approach to Jinling City is still firmly blocked, and the people know nothing about it, and they are still living their peaceful and prosperous life.

On the stage, a young man is performing a big urn with his feet, half-lying on a bench, his feet quickly turning a large oval urn upward, throwing it up and catching it from time to time, so steady that there is no trembling.

After a while, he turned the urn with one of his feet, and with one free foot he lifted the other urn handed by his companion, and made it turn in the opposite direction from the previous one, which was much more difficult than simply turning the urn or the same direction, requiring the juggler to devote himself to two things.

After ending the juggling with a beautiful toss, there was a burst of applause on the second floor, the man got up and arched his hand to the audience below, and a young man dressed in green clothes walked up to the stage and handed over a silver ingot that weighed ten taels, "This is my lord's reward for you." ”

"Thank you." The man bowed in the direction where Wei Jin was, these days, he could receive a silver ingot almost every day, and it was Wei Jin who rewarded him every time.

At the beginning, he also refused, but firstly, the silver ingot was too attractive, and secondly, Wei Jin insisted, so in the end, he accepted it half-pushed, and now he is accustomed to it.

After the man left, Wei Jin retracted his gaze and turned to look at the bustling crowd under the window, when suddenly the light dimmed, and when he looked up, there was one more person on the other side.

"Yang Shangshu?" Wei Jin looked at the visitor in surprise, and the latter smiled and said, "I've seen Wei Houye, Houye doesn't mind the lower official sitting here, right?" ”

"Sit!" Wei Jin picked up the celadon beam pot and personally poured a cup of tea for Yang He, although he had no friendship with Yang He, but when Wei Wenbin committed the crime, Yang He had repeatedly opposed the beheading of the latter, although Wei Wenbin still died in the end, but he did not forget this favor.

After the latter poured his thanks, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, and after the hot tea passed through his throat, he spoke: "The juggling just now, the lower officials also saw it, that person can use two things at a young age, which is really good; Having said that, when Xia Guan looked at that person, he felt a little like Wei Gongzi back then! ”

His words made the corners of Wei Jin's eyes twitch fiercely, and he held the teacup and said expressionlessly: "It's nothing." ”

"If it weren't for that, how could Master Hou come here every day, talking about tea...... Although this place is good, it is not as good as the treasures on the Hou Ye's Mansion; Moreover, as far as Xia Guan knows, the owner of the teahouse originally wanted to change to a new juggling team, but he was stopped by you, Master Hou! ”

Wei Jin's expression was cold, and he stared at Yang He with bad intentions, "You investigate this candidate?" ”

"How dare you." Yang He arched his hand and said: "A friend of Xiaguan is also a frequent visitor to the teahouse, and during a casual conversation, he talked to Xiaguan about meeting Hou Ye, so Xiaguan asked a few more words. Speaking of this, he sighed and said in a low voice: "Wei Gongzi's matter, Xia Guan is very sorry, Xia Guan has always felt that although Wei Gongzi is at fault, he will not be punished to death, and he will be beheaded...... It's too heavy. ”

His words made Wei Jin's face soften slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "What's the use of talking about this now." ”

"Ugh." Yang He shook his head, stared at Wei Jin for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Although the matter of Wei Gongzi is regrettable, the ...... that Xia Guan is most worried about now Instead, it's Hou Ye. ”

"Worried about this?" Wei Jin said in surprise: "How do you say this?" ”

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