The sunset has passed, the night is dark, Qingyang County is not very prosperous, and the night market can not last long, except for some special places, the lights in the streets and low houses in the city are also extinguished, and the voices of the people in the Jiuhua Mountain outside the city form a very sharp contrast.

The sky is covered by black clouds, and the mountains on moonless nights are even more indistinguishable. In addition to the noise of the hall on the first floor, the second floor has gradually calmed down a little, and the box on the third floor is quite quiet, only the faint sound of conversation is faint, it seems to be extra careful, more than a dozen Wei Mansion guards are beginning to swim along the dark stairs, vigilant eyes are watching the movements around them, guarding a bright box surrounded by a screen on the third floor.

Since Steward Song came here to greet Wei Cen for a few words, he didn't say anything, just sat on the chair with his eyes slightly closed, patiently listening to Wei Cen's careful words, the fireworks of the candles on the table jumped slightly, illuminating half of his pitted side face, while the other side of his side face sank into darkness, and the whole person looked gloomy and slightly weird.

A breeze blew from the window, the candles turned to one side, and the room was dimmed. Steward Song, who was over the age of six, opened his eyes suddenly, his hands kept rubbing a string of sandalwood incense beads, and a pair of cloudy old eyes stared at the outside of the screen, more than ten black shadows walking back and forth, not knowing what he was thinking.

"So, is the Wei envoy here to ask his brother to write to His Majesty to release Feng Yanji?" Steward Song asked.

According to his original intention, Wei Cen originally wanted to say yes, after all, as Feng Yanji's most loyal supporter in the court, how could he watch him fall? In other words, how could he watch himself fall into the risk of being implicated by Feng Yanji, and if the tiger's head was broken, how could the headless tiger's body be spared?

But when he came to his mouth, he hesitated inexplicably, looked up at the traces of the poem that had been shoveled off the wall, and then turned his head to look at Zhang Wenbiao, who was speechless, and suddenly made up his mind, got up and gritted his teeth and replied: "Steward Song, now that the weather in the court has changed, someone has deceived the saint, which has caused Feng Xiang to suffer a great disaster!" I have come here thousands of miles away to ask Wei Guogong to come forward to administer justice, after all, Wei Guogong's weight is unmatched in our dynasty, and even His Majesty has to allow three points of thin noodles......"

"You didn't answer the old man's question." Steward Song still replied steadily: "You don't have to exalt your brother too much, who is Your Majesty?" That is the Son of Heaven, after all, my brother is just a courtier, if he really has three points of thin noodles, he will not be unable to return to Beijing for ten years. If you don't want to speak out, then let's drink, lest you come in vain! ”

Before Wei Cen could react, Steward Song raised his hand to pick up the silver kettle, but only poured a little for his own wine cup, and drank it by himself as if no one was around, while Wei Cen stared at the empty wine cup in front of him, and a cold sweat suddenly broke out behind his back, and he hurriedly lowered his head and added: "Steward Song, I am not here for Feng Xiang." ”

"Oh?" Steward Song gently put down the wine cup, and finally raised his head and said, "It's okay, just say it directly." ”

Wei Cen took a deep breath, his hands trembled slightly, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time, at this time, seeing Zhang Wenbiao, he suddenly showed a contemptuous look, and got up and said, "Why is the eldest husband so pinched!" If people don't do it for themselves, heaven and earth will be destroyed! ”

"Bold! Zhang Yuhou, how dare you in front of Steward Song—" Wei Cen asked with wide eyes.

Zhang Wenbiao said in a deep voice unhurriedly: "Steward Song, I am a martial artist below, please forgive me for being rude!" ”

"It's okay!" Steward Song showed a look of appreciation: "Zhang Yuhou is really worthy of his reputation, and he is also a tiger general!" ”

Zhang Wenbiao arched his hand and said: "Don't dare, only the generals who will be defeated in the next place, those are just false names." ”

Steward Song seemed to be very interested in this general, raised his head and stroked his palms and said with a smile: "Since Zhang Yuhou is on the same line as the Wei envoy, then it is up to you to tell me what is the matter with your trip?" ”

"Naturally, it is to ask to see the Duke of Wei Guo, and to make progress in the way! In today's court, what Feng Yanji and what Chen Jue, these goods who forget their interests are really useless, and they are all mediocre people! ”

Zhang Wenbiao was so upright, Wei Cen couldn't help but lose his color, and hurriedly stopped: "Zhang Yuhou! Don't talk nonsense! Then he hurriedly arched his hand and explained to Steward Song, whose face was uncertain: "Steward Song, this, this Zhang Hou is a person in the army, his words are a little sharper, if you lose your words, please forgive me!" ”

Steward Song showed a sinister smile, waved his hand directly, and asked Zhang Wenbiao rhetorically: "Even the left minister and the privy envoy can't look down on it, is Zhang Yuhou too arrogant." Let's just say Chen Jue, he is his brother's beloved apprentice! ”

Zhang Wenbiao said coldly: "So what? Have you ever heard that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring! I don't know such a simple truth, how can an ungrateful person not be a mediocrity?

Steward Song, Wei Guogong was forced to live in seclusion in the mountains and wilderness due to the situation, and dared to ask which of these people he supported had ever thought about his benefactor? Didn't they think about how to get Wei Guogong to return to the court? On the contrary, it is fighting in the court all day long! ”

"This!" Steward Song suddenly trembled in his heart, choked for a moment, and then pressed his heart and said, "Zhang Yuhou, how do you know that they haven't thought about letting their brother return to the court?" My brother has always been feared by His Majesty, how complicated is the court, how easy is this matter? Zhang Yuhou, you can talk about things that everyone can do, even the left minister and the privy envoy can't do, why are you arrogant? ”

With a "bang", Zhang Wenbiao suddenly pulled out his long sword, and threw it on the table with a "bang" at the moment when everyone was almost holding their breath.

Zhang Wenbiao straightened his waist and said, "Just rely on the long sword in my hand!" No matter how complicated the affairs of the court are, I don't understand it, and it's not something I'm good at! Feng Yanji and Chen Jue can't do it in the court, but it doesn't mean that I Zhang Wenbiao can't do it!

In today's troubled times, why bother to talk in court, as long as the sword is unsheathed, is there anything that can't be done? In the next Bucai, although it is only a general, but it also boasts of being an enemy of 10,000 people, and is willing to sweep away the dust of the trenches for the defense of the country! ”

Wei Cen was already dumbfounded at this time, his mouth opened wide but there was no sound, but he saw that the incense beads coiled in Steward Song's hands suddenly stopped, and his twisted hands suddenly clenched the string of beads hard, looked at the burly body for a moment, and then nodded quietly: "Well, the old man knows it in his heart." Wei Envoy, do you mean the same thing? ”

Steward Song's inquiry made Wei Cen's heart flustered inexplicably, Zhang Wenbiao's words today are really amazing, if he is in Jinling, it is a proper crime of rebellion, is it difficult for Zhang Wenbiao to rebel? The worst thing is that this Steward Song actually nodded!

Lose your marbles! They're all crazy!

Wei Cen couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, he just wanted to go further in the officialdom, where could he dare to have such a terrible idea? How could Zhang Wenbiao suddenly come out like this? But the situation seemed to be gradually beyond his imagination, and he suddenly regretted boarding this extremely dangerous boat, but after glancing around, he saw Steward Song and Zhang Wenbiao staring at him together, and instantly shuddered.....