Jiang Song was at a loss, and in front of Yao Yu, he felt like a funny clown.

Yao Yu took a sip of wine, and his bearing was as noble as a real royal noble.

He felt more and more nervous, as if he was even breathing at fault.

"Jiang Saburo." Yao Yu's eyes widened, stared at him, and asked, "What have you been doing for a living in the past few years?" ”

He lowered his head and rubbed his hands, and replied cautiously, "The shops that my mother-in-law gave me...... I—I'm still open. ”

Now, Hong Xuan is stupid, either holding the pillow and smirking, or screaming and crying.

Aunt Hong often secretly wiped her tears, and as soon as she saw Jiang Song, she immediately greeted her with a smile.

Although Jiang Song did not divorce his wife and remarry, there were more and more warblers and Yanyan in the room.

Among them, many beautiful concubines were bought for him by Aunt Hong.

She almost poured out her pocket, took out all the money in her pocket to please Jiang Song, and only begged Jiang Song to treat their mother and daughter well.

Jiang Song thought that he was no longer the submissive concubine he used to be.

The mother and daughter let him regain his confidence and dignity, and he was grateful to Yao Yu for the arrangements he made for him more than once.

After he finished all this slowly, Yao Yu's glass of wine was also drunk.

"Really?"

Yao Yu didn't say good, nor did he say bad.

But there was a look of disdain in his eyes, and he didn't hide it at all.

Jiang Song was dripping with cold sweat, and wiped the big beads of sweat on his forehead in embarrassment, but he couldn't stop comforting himself in his heart.

Yao Zhi must have regarded him as his own.

Thinking like this, Jiang Song met his gaze with peace of mind, and was vaguely glad in his heart that Yao Yu was still willing to trust him and get close to him.

"I called you here because I have something to say to you."

Jiang Song was flattered, forgot to rub his palms, raised his head and said, "Yao is engaged in you, I will listen to you for everything." ”

Yao Yu wore that gentle mask, and his eyes were terrifyingly indifferent.

"First, this official is now the imperial history."

"Second, what I told you has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Song quickly closed his mouth, dragged over the chair and sat down, his face showing an embarrassing gloss.

Yao Yu stopped looking at him and poured himself a glass of wine.

"Do you know why I have been favored by heaven in the past few years?"

After Jiang Song listened to his question, he didn't speak for a long time, only to realize that he was asking himself.

But Yao Yu's question, how does he know the answer?

He blushed, racked his brains to think about it, and muttered, "Because Yao Cong...... Yao Yushi is eight buckets high! ”

"Heh," Yao Yu sneered, "There are many capable people in the DPRK and China, and there are as many people as rich as carp crossing the river, how can I, Yao Yu, dare to monopolize the romance?" ”

He said a bunch of words, and Jiang Song could barely hear a few idioms, but he couldn't understand them together.

Jiang Song thought that Yao Yushi must be humbling.

Yao Yu took a sip of wine with a sad expression and said slowly: "In a few days, it will be my father's death." ”

Three years ago, Yao Junshou was accused of corruption and bribery, and the crime of secretly buying officials was reported by Yao Yu.

As soon as the incident broke out at the east window, Yao Junshou was escorted to Beijing, and after being locked up for a few months, he was beheaded at the entrance of the vegetable market along with other prisoners.

On the day of the execution, Yao Yu did not go to see it.

Later, he did not go to the mass grave to collect his father's body.

But no one dared to mock him for being unfilial, but he won the favor of the emperor because of this, and since then he has become a favorite minister in the eyes of everyone.

Hearing him mention his deceased father, Jiang Song didn't know the reason, so he comforted him curtly and said: "Yao Yushi is out now, and Master Yao has knowledge under the spring......

"Wouldn't it be nice to let him reunite with my eldest brother sooner?"

Yao Yu smiled coldly, playing with the wine glass, his eyes were cold and ruthless.

He said slowly: "The Son of Heaven is willing to use me only because I am a lonely minister, and the only thing a lonely minister can rely on is the imperial power. ”

This kind of person is most suitable for making knives in his hands.

Fragile and sharp, they are completely held in the hands of those in charge, cutting through the thorns and thorns for him, cutting open the heart of every rebel for him.

Jiang Song was so shocked when he heard him mention the Son of Heaven that he almost slipped off his chair.

Yao Yu's eyes were full of sympathy.

But whether this sympathy is for Jiang Song or for himself, he can't tell the difference.

"If the knife is not sharp enough, it will be discarded, and it can be broken at any time without mercy."

Yao Yu smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "No matter how sharp the knife is, there will be a dull day. ”

At that time, the superior will not hesitate to abandon the knife.

Jiang Song struggled to understand what he was talking about.

But his cheeks flushed, and he frowned and thought about it for a long time in vain.

Yao Yu shook his head and said, "It's only because I'm helpless that I have been appreciated by the Heavenly Family." ”

"But because I am helpless, I am isolated in the DPRK and China, and it is difficult to go to the next level."

The corners of his lips tightened, and he raised his glass and took a sip, his Adam's apple sliding up and down, as if he was swallowing bitter water instead of wine.

Jiang Song timidly persuaded: "Yao Yushi, you should drink less." ”

"Nothing."

Yao Yu sneered and said in a low voice: "Jiang Sanlang, you are my only friend in the world. ”

Jiang Song was moved in his heart, even if Yao Yu wanted all his family business at this moment, he would not hesitate to give it away.

He is only glad that he can follow Yao Yu, who is also the person he trusts and admires the most.

"I've been walking on thin ice all these years, for fear that I will make a mistake and be caught, and if I am not careful, I will never recover."

Speaking of this, his expression turned cold, and he sneered: "Do you remember Su Yaji? ”

"Lord Xiao Su?"

Jiang Song naturally remembered the polite Lord Qincha.

Yao Yu said: "He has been staring at me, as long as I make a slight mistake, he should be the first to drag me down the abyss." ”

Jiang Song was puzzled, wasn't it the Xiao Su who recommended Yao Yu to Beijing as an official in the first place?

"Jiang Sanlang, only in front of you can I unload my guard and tell you everything on my mind."

Yao Yu's eyes became fragile and tired.

"I am an official in the court, not to be a favored minister, but to step on them and climb up, to be a powerful minister who stirs up the storm."

He never mentioned these words to anyone.

But after marrying Ning Yanyan, he always had a sense of loneliness in his heart, and he wanted to talk to someone more than ever.

"Probably, there's more to it than that."

Yao Yu thought to himself, he managed to cling to Prince Duan and enter the Pingxi Hou Mansion, and he had paid so much painstaking calculations, he deserved more.

Jiang Song was already stunned by him.

He casually took another wine glass and poured Jiang Song a glass of wine.

"Sooner or later, one day, I, Yao Yu, will be a supreme minister."

"Then there will be nothing in the world that I could not ask for."

If you want to be a great minister, you must have the skill of supporting the dragon.

He motioned for Jiang Song to pick up the wine glass, and smiled gently: "Jiang Sanlang, don't you respect me with a glass?" ”

Jiang Song's hands and feet trembled, he staggered up with his wine glass, and gently touched the glass with Yao Yu, and drank the wine in each of them.

"By the way, when are you going back to Linquan County?"

"Tomorrow ...... Noon"

Yao Yu's eyes were sad, as if he was reluctant, and said slowly: "Well, I may not have time to see you off." ”

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