Chapter 291: Zhang Renyao is here

August 11 of the first year of Qiande (963 AD)

Autumn is crisp, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the weather in the morning is very clear, the sultry summer has passed, many people are walking together, to the Qingliang Temple in the west of the city.

These good men and women all went to Qingliang Temple to worship the Buddha, and they walked slowly, along the wide official road, into the lush mountains and forests in the suburbs.

On the official road, there was a very ordinary carriage with decoration. The carriage was pulled by a sturdy horse. On the wheel sat an old servant in Tsing Yi, coughing and driving the horse forward with a whip.

The carriage was so fast that the people on the road heard the sound of horses' hooves hitting the ground and took refuge on both sides of the road.

The carriage galloped along the official road, kicking up a lot of dust. Some of the men who had eaten the dust cursed loudly.

At this time, a flat voice came from inside the carriage: "Zhang Ji, you slow down, don't be in a hurry." ”

The old servant immediately tightened the reins, causing the horse to slow down and turn from running to pacing.

The carriage moved slowly, entered the entrance of the valley, and followed the road to the gate of Qingliang Temple.

The old servant who was driving the carriage took hold of the reins and stopped the carriage. He jumped out of the car and lifted the curtain.

"The head of the family, Qingliang Temple has arrived."

Out of the carriage came a thin old man, about fifty years old.

The servant who drove the carriage supported him and slowly got out of the carriage.

The old man was dressed in a black cloth robe, and his gray hair was tied into a bun, with an ebony hairpin inserted into it.

He had a clear face and a sparse beard under his chin.

The old man said to the servant who was driving the car, "Stay outside the temple and wait for me to come out." ”

The servant was about to say something, but the old man shook his head, turned and walked towards the gate.

At the gate of Qingliang Temple, more than 20 palace guards set up deer and horse rejection to block the entrance of Qingliang Temple.

They questioned people who wanted to enter the temple one by one, and searched suspicious people.

The old man slowly moved towards the door with the flow of people. When it was his turn to inspect, several palace guards saw that the old man had an extraordinary bearing, and they looked at each other, but they didn't dare to make a mistake.

A palace guard felt that the old man was very familiar, so he thought hard.

The old man stroked his beard, smiled and said, "You call Song Peng, the old man has something to ask him." ”

When several palace guards saw him call his boss by name, they all felt that this old man must be a big man.

The palace guard, who was thinking hard, suddenly shouted: "Ah! I remember! You are a servant of Zhang, I saw you when I was guarding the palace gates. ”

The old man smiled and nodded: "I'm sorry for you, go and find Song Peng, the old man wants to ask him something." ”

More than 20 palace guards gathered around and saluted the old man together.

The old man waved his hand and said, "Don't be polite, the old man doesn't want to alarm the people." You send two people to show me the way, go to Monk Taiqin first, and then meet with Song Peng. ”

The onlookers at the gate saw that the palace guards called the old man "Zhang Servant Shot", and they knew that he was the current Prime Minister, Zhang Renyao, the right servant of the official residence.

People pointed at Zhang Renyao and talked about it in a low voice.

These days, the Pucheng Zhang clan has been a hot topic in Jinling City, and the people have heard many versions of rumors, all of which are very unfavorable to the Zhang clan. Therefore, when the people saw Zhang Renyao, they were all guessing the purpose of his coming to Qingliang Temple.

Zhang Renyao sighed, and walked into the gate of Qingliang Temple with several palace guards.

Several palace guards were courteous, and Zhang Renyao led them to the outside of the meditation room where Taiqin lived. A soldier knocked on the door, but there was no response.

At this time, after hearing the news, Monk Tailin hurried over, clasped his hands, and said respectfully: "Master Zhang is fine, Taiqin has gone out of the temple and is not in the house." ”

Zhang Renyao smiled and said, "This wine and meat monk must have hid out to drink again." The old man has nothing to do with him, so let's arrange a clean room, and the old man wants to talk to Song Peng. ”

Monk Tailin thought about it and said, "Master Zhang, please come with the poor monk, and I will take you to a clean room." ”

Tai Lin took Zhang Renyao around a few corners and came to an independent courtyard. This is the place where Qingliang Temple entertains monks from other places, and it is rarely inhabited by people in normal times.

Monk Tailin invited Zhang Renyao in, and Zhang Renyao said to a few palace guards who followed him: "Trouble you, the old man is now entertained by the monk, so you can go all your way." ”

After a few of the soldiers gave their salutes, they all turned and left.

Zhang Renyao followed Monk Tailin into the courtyard and found that the courtyard was very clean, and it seemed that someone usually came to clean it.

Monk Tailin pushed open the door and invited Zhang Renyao into the room.

The room is very poorly furnished, only a bed, two chairs, and a square table.

Zhang Renyao nodded and said, "Tailin, the old man has been in the carriage for a long time and is a little thirsty, you can get some water for the old man." ”

Tyrin said yes and hurried out.

Zhang Renjian felt a little tired, so he lay on the bed and closed his eyes to recuperate.

After a while, he heard heavy footsteps outside, and it was supposed that five or six people had entered the courtyard.

He sat up slowly, and heard someone outside say loudly: "Qi Qi Zhang servant, Song Peng is ordered to come, please give me a meeting." ”

Zhang Renyao put on his shoes and went to the door, pushed open the door, and saw several officers of the palace guards standing in the courtyard, led by the commander Song Peng.

When everyone saw Zhang Renyao come out, they bowed down and greeted him.

Zhang Renyao smiled and waved his hand and said, "You don't have to be polite, the old man came to Qingliang Temple today to solve the problem, so I won't talk to you face-to-face." Please forgive me for any rudeness. ”

Several officers even said, "Don't dare, don't dare, the servant of the chapter will shoot and please." ”

Song Peng glanced at a few of his subordinates, and they turned around and left.

The two entered the room, and Zhang Renjian said to Song Peng and Yan Yuese: "Sit down, don't be formal." ”

Song Peng confessed and sat on a chair.

Zhang Renyao sat on the bed and said self-deprecatingly: "The old man is indeed old, and after sitting in the carriage for a while, he has a sore back." ”

Song Peng hurriedly said: "Zhang Servant, do you want to send someone to give you a massage?" I have a few soldiers under me, and they are very good at their work. ”

Zhang Renyao shook his head and said, "No need, let's get down to business." Commander Song, your father once worked with the old man, and we have a very good relationship. So I'm not welcome, and I'll treat you as my own son and nephew. ”

Song Peng hurriedly stood up and said, "Zhang Servant, my father ordered me on his deathbed to let me serve you if I have the opportunity." You command, as long as you don't violate the law of the land, you will never shirk it. ”

Zhang Renyao nodded: "You don't have to be excited, sit down and talk slowly." Your father died young, and the old man was very sad. I think we were born and died together back then, and we fought a few bloody battles with the army of the Great Zhou. Your father did a great job, but he was seriously injured several times, so he died at a young age. ”

Song Peng's eyes were red, and he said a little gloomily: "My father fought hard to get a hereditary commander position in Xia. He often said to me before his death, you were kind to your father back then, and he will never forget it. He told me to repay you if I had the opportunity. Whatever you want me to do, please tell me. ”

Zhang Renyao sighed: "Hey, your father's heroic appearance on the battlefield is still vivid. What a warrior he is! It's a pity that God doesn't bless people, he died too early, which is really a sigh.

Song Peng, the old man came to you today, either to ask you what to do, or to inquire about Na Zhe's injury, as well as the movements of Cui Daoshu and Han Xizai. ”

Song Peng breathed a sigh of relief, he was ready to die in his heart before seeing Zhang Renyao. He thinks that Zhang Renyao is very likely to let himself assassinate Na Zhe, or Cui Daoshu, to avenge the Pucheng Zhang family.

And he couldn't refuse Zhang Renyao at all, one was because Zhang Renyao was kind to his father, and the other was that the power of the Pucheng Zhang clan was too terrifying, and it was as easy as pinching an ant to death to clean up a little person like him.

Zhang Renyao observed his words and understood Song Peng's thoughts.

He laughed dumbly: "How can you have such a stupid idea? The old man is not the kind of person who wants to repay his kindness, and he will not let you be born and die. What do you imagine the old man to be? ”

Song Peng felt very ashamed, he got up and saluted respectfully, "Zhang Servant shoots, I am ashamed, I shouldn't think nonsense." You are like my uncle to me, you will not harm me, I really want to go wrong. ”

Zhang Renyao nodded: "That's right, you don't have to worry too much, the old man just wants to inquire about the movements of these people so that he can deal with them." ”

Song Peng thought about it and said, "Na Zhe is staying at home now, but his injuries have improved greatly, and there should be no problem." ”

Zhang Renyao asked, "How do you know?" What is the evidence? ”

There are several pieces of evidence, one of which is inferred from his daily meals. He now has to eat a lot of things every day, and that Qin Wanlan often goes in and out of the kitchen of Qingliang Temple to cook some meals for Na Zhe. ”

Zhang Renyao nodded: "It makes sense, you can go on." ”

"Second, I have carefully observed Cui Daoshu, Qi Jiuniang and Qin Wanlan's every move, they are all relaxed now, there is no worried look on their faces, and they don't seem to be worried about Na Zhe's injury at all."

"Yes, you observed very carefully, which also shows that Na Zhe's injury has improved greatly."

Song Peng continued: "Third, last night, Qin Wanlan went out to throw sundries, I looked through it carefully, and there was a piece of cloth inside, with a small amount of blood stains on it, which should be used to wrap that wound. There was only a small amount of pus and blood on this cloth, I smelled it, and it didn't stink. This shows that Na Zhe's injury is almost better. ”

Zhang Renyao said with relief: "Song Peng, you have observed very carefully, it seems that you are indeed as careful as a hair!" ”