Chapter 103

Zhao Mansion Banquet(3)

The people of the Zhao Mansion glanced at Song Li strangely, this lord from the capital was first-class in playing official power, but his behavior in private was a little ......

"Yes, please come with me!"

He quickly put away his expression, lowered his head, took Song Li and Jing Yan to the side room, and carried tea and snacks for them.

After the servants left, Jing Yan picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water for Song Li, and asked with some puzzlement? "Why are you pretending to be drunk and not leaving?" Zhao Fu Yin's intention to keep people is too obvious, aren't you afraid of being tricked? ”

Song Li took off the mask, glanced at Jing Yan with disdain, picked up the teacup, turned around, leaned on the edge of the table, lifted Erlang's legs, took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and resumed his originally clear female voice again, "Give me a set?" Have you forgotten what my strength is? Her eyebrows were a little arrogant, and she sneered lightly and continued: "I can know the careful thoughts in your stomach at a glance, give me a set of ...... licking with a mouse."

She paused suddenly, a sneer crossed her face, and she quickly skipped and continued: "What's the difference between looking for excitement. ”

"Mouse licking? ……”

Jing Yan frowned and looked at Song Li, obviously not knowing what the second half of the sentence was.

Song Li glanced at him, holding the teacup and sipping it.

Although she is wearing men's clothes now, she is still a big girl in the end, and this kind of colored afterword is still a little inappropriate to come out of her mouth, in order to avoid Jing Yan from questioning, she simply squinted her eyes and began to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Seeing that Song Li intended to escape, Jing Yan's brows furrowed more and more, even if he didn't know what the second half of the sentence was, it was not difficult to see from Song Li's performance that it was definitely not a good word, he rubbed his nose, and put the topic back on Zhao Fuyin again.

"Zhao Fuyin is a good official."

Song Li said quietly, his expression flickering a little.

Jing Yan instantly became interested, he took the teacup in Song Li's hand that had bottomed out and asked her again with curiosity: "How do you know that he is a good official?" ”

Song Li testified and knocked on the table, and told Jing Yan what he saw from Zhao Fuyin's face, only to see that Jing Yan's face suddenly looked good.

He looked at Song Li suspiciously, a little skeptical of her words, "You can be sure that he is a good official just by one face, is it a little hasty?" ”

Song Li smiled and shook his head slowly, "Physiognomy is born from the heart, if you don't understand physiognomy, you naturally don't understand the subtleties of this." ”

Jing Yan sighed with interest, raised his hand and touched his chin as if thinking about her words.

Song Li glanced at his movements, smiled faintly, and asked curiously, "You usually treat your subordinates very harshly, right?" ”

Jing Yan was slightly stunned by Song Li's question, "What do you say?" He looked at Song Li in surprise, and unconsciously straightened his back and motioned for Song Li to continue.

Song Li's gaze fell on Jing Yan's face for a moment, and he took a sip of water and said unhurriedly: "Your servant palace is tall, and the bright appearance on the door is rich and noble, which is exactly in line with your identity." ”

"You will get used to touching your chin, that is, the slave palace, this kind of habit is mostly a habit of leadership, and people with this habit will be very strict with their subordinates, even mean and harsh."

Jing Yan listened to Song Li's analysis, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Song Li urging to wait for his next step.

Song Li didn't let her wait long, took a breath and continued: "Although your servant palace is upright, the life qi above is mixed with a lot of resentment from subordinates, as well as jealousy, although you are in a high position, your usual style is not liked by your subordinates, and your respect for you is entirely because of your power." ”

Jing Yan's face fell into a bit complicated, and he gently tapped his mind to constantly think about Song Li's words.

Song Li glanced at him and continued: "Your life is good, the Wealth Palace, Tianzhai Palace, and Fulu Palace are all good Xiangmen, you had a catastrophe earlier but met a noble person to resolve it, as long as you don't die by yourself in the future, you will definitely be promoted." ”

"Are you talking about the catastrophe you said about the time you entered Jing County?"

Jing Yan quickly thought of that mountain attack and asked quickly.

Song Li nodded, which was an acknowledgement.

Seeing this, Jing Yan fell silent again.

Looking at Jing Yan's intention to serve in the palace, Song Li quickly thought of that attack, and his heart sank little by little.

None of them had exposed their tracks along the way, and no one knew their route except for the people who traveled with them, and it just so happened that someone had set up an ambush in the mountains they had to pass through that night, and waited all night in the rain If she hadn't discovered Jing Yan's disaster in time, Jing Yan would have become the ghost of the assassins.

If Jing Yan is attacked and killed, only the guards in the penal army will benefit, and only if Jing Yan dies will they have the opportunity to replace Jing Yan.

Jing Yan also seemed to think of this, his eyebrows narrowed slightly, and he looked at Song Li uncertainly: "You said that my subordinates have resentment and even jealousy towards me?" ”

Song Li nodded without hesitation, and she quickly reminded with a deep groan, "Pay attention to the people around you." ”

"I knew that you would have a lot of trouble on this trip as early as when you left, but I didn't think about it in that direction, but the attack was too coincidental, so you better be more prepared."

Jing Yan nodded, his face gradually became solemn, he climbed all the way from a small guard to today's position, and naturally knew the dirtiness behind it.

Mu Xiu will be destroyed by Lin Feng, he doesn't know how many people are worried about his position, if it weren't for Song Li reminding him, he really wouldn't think about it, but everything was too coincidental and he had to pay attention.

"Thank you!"

He quickly straightened out the thoughts in his head, raised his hand and clenched his fists, and nodded solemnly at Song Li.

"No, you and I are in the same boat now, and I won't be much better if something happens to you, which is what I should."

Jing Yan stopped talking, and went through all the people he had done this time in his mind in his heart, slowly deducing the person who was most likely to betray him.

Song Li didn't bother him, picked up a piece of pastry and ate it.

After a while, a very light footstep came, and Song Li suddenly became vigilant.

Jing Yan also heard the sound-like silent footsteps, he glanced at Song Li and got up quickly.

"Don't let anyone in except Zhao Fuyin!"

Song Li quickly picked up the mask and put it on, and whispered to Jing Yan.

Jing Yan nodded, quickly left the house, and went to the door to guard.

The person who came was Zhao Qingyang, there was a basket hanging between her arms, covered with a white cloth, seeing Jing Yan guarding the door, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, but she quickly mustered up the courage to step forward, "Lord Jing, the little girl saw that the commander was drunk, so she asked people to prepare sobering tea......

Jing Yan looked at Zhao Qingyang coldly, without a trace of warmth on his face, "Just leave it to me." He interrupted Zhao Qingyang's words, and stepped forward to pick up the basket in Zhao Qingyang's hand.

Zhao Qingyang's face showed a little reluctance, she leaned away to avoid Jing Yan's outstretched hand, glanced at the closed door behind him and smiled: "It's better for a little girl." ”

How could she escape Jing Yan's eyes with this little thought, Jing Yan moved a step to the left to block Zhao Qingyang's gaze, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Miss Zhao has a heart, but my family has a special identity, and outsiders are not allowed to get close." ”

The reminder in Jing Yan's tone was very obvious, Zhao Qingyang bit his lip, a little innocent in his eyes, looked at Jing Yan with a harmless appearance, and said in an almost begging tone: "The little girl knows that the identity of the leader is not simple, but the little girl just wants to feed the adults some sobering tea, nothing else!" ”

Jing Yan looked at Zhao Qingyang without squinting, and his eyebrows were a little impatient, "Miss Zhao, please don't embarrass me." ”

Seeing that Jing Yan still refused to let her go, Zhao Qingyang just nodded in embarrassment, handed the basket to Jing Yan and reluctantly left.

After Zhao Qingyang left, Jing Yan pushed open the door and walked into the house.

Zhao Qingyang's intention, Song Li had already heard it clearly.

Jing Yan put the basket on the table, Song Li glanced at the basket lightly and quickly looked away.

"The Commander is infinitely charming, and he captured the heart of Zhao Mansion Yin's daughter as soon as he came."

Jing Yan sat down opposite Song Li and said jokingly.

"You have the audacity to make fun of me?"

Song Li looked at Jing Yan, a few smiles appeared in his eyes, and he said meaningfully.

Jing Yan knew that Song Li was not angry, so he shook his head with a light smile, "My subordinates don't dare." ”

After a while, Zhao Fuyin was finally late.

"Lord Ruthless, the lower officials have finally waited for you!"

Zhao Fuyin said busily as soon as he entered the door.

"When have you been looking for me?"

Song Li nodded and motioned for Zhao Fuyin to sit down and speak.

Zhao Fuyin sat down slowly, took a deep breath, and his face was full of helplessness and melancholy, "My lord doesn't know, the king of Pingyang covers the sky with one hand in Jinyang City, and all the evil things are done, and the lower officials have the heart to manage it, but you also know that the lower officials are soft-spoken, how can they be qualified to manage the king of Pingyang." ”

"Over the years, the lower officials have been trying to find a way to report the affairs in Jinyang City to the capital, but they were stopped by the people of the King of Pingyang before they could be sent."

"The previous Emperor Yin is my friend, he was imprisoned by the King of Pingyang because he knew the secret of the King of Pingyang and forged evidence of the escape of the official silver, and was dismissed by the emperor and ordered to be hunted down."

"When Xiaguan first came to Jinyang to take up his post, Lord Wang's housekeeper desperately told Xiaguan this secret, and Xiaguan knew that the wolf ambition of the King of Pingyang not only raised private soldiers, caught the strong men around the city to dig iron ore in the mountains, but also secretly opened a base in the mountains to build weapons!"

"The king of Pingyang is ruthless and refuses to recognize his six relatives, ignoring the court, and the lower officials have been pretending to join him and be with him for so many years in order to find evidence, so that one day he can expose what he has done and avenge those dead people and wronged friends!"

Any matter revealed by Zhao Fuyin is a capital crime of killing the head, and this King of Pingyang is really dead......

Song Li glanced at Jing Yan, a little undecided, the purpose of her trip was to find the talisman, as for other things, she had no clue at all, and she really didn't know what to do.

Jing Yan looked at Zhao Fuyin with his hands folded, his face was extremely solemn, "What you said is all true?" ”

"The lower official can use this black gauze hat on his head and the names of more than 100 people in the house as a guarantee!" Zhao Fuyin nodded seriously, "If what I said is a little false, the adults can take my head!" ”

Seeing that Zhao Fuyin was serious, Jing Yan nodded slowly and then looked at Song Li, as if asking for her opinion.

Song Li lowered his head at this time, and his mind was full of what Emperor Tianxuan said before leaving Beijing, if the King of Pingyang had bad intentions, he could be killed......

Raise private soldiers, dig iron mines, and build weapons......

Any of these things have already violated the law, even if it is an intention to rebel, it is not an exaggeration, and it has already met the reason why Emperor Tianxuan wants to kill him.

"Let's talk about it when the prince arrives."

Song Li was silent for a moment, and quickly asked.

Jing Yan nodded thoughtfully, the implication was important at this time, and Jinyang was far away from the capital, if the flying pigeon passed the book to tell the emperor about the things here, it would take more than half a month to go back and forth.

Chu Tianfeng has assisted Emperor Tianxuan in governing the country for many years, and he will have judgment.

"Do you know where King Pingyang's secret base is?"

Song Li thought about it and asked again.

"Yes!" Zhao Fuyin nodded quickly and took out a brocade silk from his sleeve, "This is the map drawn by the lower officials under the secret investigation over the years. As he spoke, he handed the brocade silk to Song Li.

Song Li took the brocade silk and opened it to see that the complete route to the base was drawn with embroidery threads.

She glanced at Zhao Fuyin with some surprise, his mind was delicate, brocade silk is indeed more convenient to preserve than rice paper, no matter how long it will be, it will not change color and be damaged.

Besides, it is said that it is a secret base, and it will definitely be difficult for ordinary people to find, and it is not difficult to see that Zhao Fuyin has put a lot of effort and time.