Yan Rong said in a voice that everyone could hear: "I heard that Lan Yu has made another military exploit in the border area, and the emperor has just given him a big reward. After all, Ruan Lang was once a relative of General Lan. If you treat Ruan Lang like this, you will be punished by others."
The emperor knows about it, but he won’t be happy! What’s more, Lan Yu is not a good person. If he knew that you had killed Ruan Lang, he might come back and kill you again!”
With that said, he bowed his hands to Wang Jing and said goodbye, then jumped on his horse and drove away.
Wang Jing stood there, the expression on his face changing continuously.
He hated Ruan Lang so deeply that he wished he could torture him to death. But every time he thought of the taste of the purple jade whip in Lan Yu's hand, every healed wound on his body began to ache.
Wang Jing, who has always been fearless, had to admit that he was afraid of Lan Yu from the bottom of his heart!
"Ping Si." Wang Jingqiang calmly ordered: "Now that everything is clear, let Ruan Lang go!"
"Yes!" Ping Si was overjoyed and immediately turned around and ran through the door.
He walked swiftly along the dirty and smelly corridor of the imperial prison, following the increasingly fishy smell and the increasingly strong smell of death, before arriving in front of Ruan Lang's cell.
This place can be called the hell of a prison: people who have committed extremely heinous crimes and will never be forgiven are imprisoned!
As long as they are imprisoned here, what awaits them is endless punishment and torture, as well as slowly waiting to die in hunger and cold.
People who die here will not even have their bones collected. Instead, new prisoners will be imprisoned and let them live with the bones. However, this is lucky.
Sometimes, unlucky prisoners were imprisoned with a rotting body.
"Master Ruan! You are free!" Ping Si opened the locked cell, kicked open the calcified bones, and found the dying Ruan Lang on a piece of foul-smelling straw.
He grabbed Ruan Lang's arms, put them around his neck, turned around and walked out, not forgetting to say: "Master Ruan, please hold on a little longer! I'll call the best doctor in the capital right away!"
"Am...am I free?" Ruan Lang opened his chapped lips and made a hoarse voice.
"That's right. Commander Yan came to save you in time!" Ping Si said truthfully.
"How, how could it be? How could Wang Jing let me go?" Ruan Lang fell into a dream and felt that something was unreal.
"He wants you to die, but he is even more afraid of the purple jade whip in General Lan's hand! He doesn't dare to embarrass you anymore!" Ping Si said through gritted teeth.
"It turns out... it was my lady's spirit in heaven who saved me..." Ruan Lang fainted again after saying this.
Ping Si took him out of the prison and put him in a carriage. Just as the driver was about to leave, Ruan Lang suddenly woke up again.
He took Ping Si's arm and said in an urgent and dry voice: "Wang Su is coming back! We must destroy their alliance as soon as possible! Once they re-align, Wang Jing will no longer be afraid of Lan Yu! We... all
There is no way out!"
Ruan Langbie completely passed out after saying these words in one breath.
"Don't worry, Master Ruan! I know what to do!" Ping Si jumped on the carriage and went straight home.
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A thin layer of cold smoke rises between heaven and earth, lingering in Ziwei City. The parasol trees on the roadside are already withered, yellow and aging.
Ping Si dismounted his horse in front of the house of the Minister of Rites and reported his name to the gatekeeper. Soon, a boy came out to lead him in.
When Ping Si walked into the hall holding a brochure, Liu Rong had obviously been waiting for a long time, with a hint of impatience on his smiling face.
Ping Siyi cupped his hands and explained respectfully: "Master Liu, the Yamen servant who was supposed to come today suddenly felt unwell, so I brought it to you!"
Liu Rong sat on the upper seat, pretended to take a sip of tea, handed the tea cup to the boy beside him, and then took the booklet from Ping Si's hand.
While flipping through the book, he said calmly: "I know that you, the Guardian, are busy and will not be able to deliver it in time next time, so I will send my servant to pick it up, so there is no need to go to such trouble!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Rong's eyes widened immediately.
He stood up slowly, his cloudy eyes filled with anger.
The boy beside him asked carefully: "Master, is there something wrong?"
Liu Rong looked at Pingsi, suppressing his anger and asked: "Why doesn't this month's money match what's in the ledger? It seems like half of it is missing!"
Ping Si thought about Ruan Lang's words in his mind, and then he spoke in an official tone: "Our commander said that although Mr. Liu has merit in presenting the list of wealthy households, after all, it is the Imperial Guards who contributed the effort. It is also us, Mr. Liu, who bear the risk.
This is a waste of money, so I feel sorry for you."
Liu Rong glared at Ping Si angrily and said with a smile: "We agreed at the beginning that he would be seven and I would be three, but now I only have one tenth left. Mr. Wang is not too particular about doing this!"
Ping Si smiled and said nonchalantly: "Mr. Liu, given Mr. Wang's current position in the court, he has more wealth than this. To be honest, Mr. Wang also cares about Mr. Liu even though he is alive.
He is a relative of the emperor, but his financial resources are not wide, so he reluctantly agreed. To put it bluntly, he is trying to make money for you so that you can accumulate some pension funds. I advise you to accept it as soon as possible! "
The flesh on Liu Rong's face twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you just give up when you see a good deal! It's hard for Mr. Wang to think about me now that he is so prosperous!"
Ping Si smiled slightly and bowed to him: "It would be great if Mr. Liu knew the painstaking efforts of our commander. Yu Shouji still has something to do, so I won't bother you!"
"Go slowly and don't send me away." Liu Rong threw the account books and money aside in front of Ping Si, and sat on the imperial chair to drink tea. He was no longer as polite and dignified as when he came.
When the waiter sent Hei Si out, he lost his good expression.
But Hei Si didn't take it to heart - this was the effect he wanted to achieve!
After leaving Liu Rong's mansion, he jumped on horseback and ran to the other end of the street.
The place is bustling with people, cars and horses passing by, and red silk fluttering, which is incompatible with the silence of the entire street.
After taking a closer look, I realized that it was Eunuch Shuangxi who was moving into his new home. Busy servants, guests who came to congratulate him, and carriages filled with congratulatory gifts blocked the street.
Ping Si pushed through the crowd and walked to the door and reported his name to the gatekeeper. The housekeeper at home immediately ushered him in.
Even though Eunuch Shuangxi was a popular person around the emperor, he could not put on airs in front of the Imperial Guards. His servants would not understand this.
Passing through a large and exquisite and picturesque garden, we came to the elegant and neat study of Mr. Shuangxi. Today he was wearing a festive red robe with bats and green pines embroidered with gold thread. Around his waist was a belt studded with agate.
The fat and round belly was cut into two parts: upper and lower.
He was sitting on a red sandalwood Taishi chair, with a faint smile on his fair and fat face. Different from the groveling and groveling beside Emperor Yu in the past, today he was accepting everyone's congratulations and blessings, just like the emperor coming to court.
"Congratulations, father-in-law, on moving to a new home!" Hei Si walked forward, bowed respectfully, and then presented a scroll and said: "The Imperial Guardsman is busy with business today, and Mr. Wang can't get away, so he specially ordered me to see him off.
Give me a congratulatory gift!"
"The Chief of Staff is working for the Emperor, and the commanding officer manages everything without forgetting our family. This is our family's honor."
Eunuch Shuangxi winked at the boy beside him, who immediately handed over the scroll.
Watching Eunuch Shuangxi slowly unrolling the scroll, Pingsi did not forget to tell him: "I know that Eunuch-in-law likes to collect calligraphy and paintings by famous people. This is something that Mr. Wang specially ordered someone to write in his own hand. I hope Eunuch-in-law will accept it."
"Excuse me, sir, I remember my old slave's preferences." Eunuch Shuangxi couldn't hide his pride on his face. He slowly unfolded the scroll and saw the four words "Qingfengmingyue" written on it. The font was vigorous and powerful, and it was definitely considered to be of the highest quality.
work!
Eunuch Shuangxi smiled slightly and seemed very satisfied.
Looking down slightly, he saw that the seal signed was actually [Xia Yunqing]. Eunuch Shuangxi's expression suddenly changed.'"
After he finished the scroll, he looked at Ping Si with a cold look: "Is this Xia Yunqing's calligraphy treasure?"
Ping Si raised his eyebrows, and a smug smile appeared on his lips: "Master Wang, he said that you have been asking for Master Xia's calligraphy treasures, and he has many treasures in his family.
There are many, so I specially sent one!"
Eunuch Shuangxi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he gave a forced smile: "Excuse me, Sir, please convey my gratitude to Mr. Wang for me!"
"You're welcome, father-in-law! There are still official matters to be handled in the yamen, so I won't bother you with my humble duties." Ping Si bowed his hand to him, then turned and left.
As soon as Ping Si left, Eunuch Shuangxi immediately suppressed his smile, picked up the scissors, cut the scroll in half, and then cut it in half... until it was cut into pieces like snowflakes, and threw it into the air.
Even after Hei Si left the house, he could still feel a surge of anger rising from the entire mansion. He climbed onto his horse with great satisfaction, and before the servant came to see him off, he whipped up his whip and left this place of right and wrong.
It has to be said that Hei Si's move disrupted the entire celebration. After he left, Father Shuangxi declined the guests who came to congratulate him.
He looked at the rags all over the floor alone, his chest heaving with anger.
The servants were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and picked up the rags on the ground tremblingly. No one dared to look up at him, let alone say another word.
It was the old housekeeper who had the courage to ask: "Master, is there something wrong with this calligraphy?"
Father-in-law Shuangxi's face turned from green to black, and then from black to white. He took a deep breath and then said:
There are two well-known calligraphers in Beiyu. One is Xia Yunqing, the former chief minister, who is known as the "Prime Minister with thick ink". The other is Mei Qing, the general affairs envoy with the reputation of "exploring flowers with light ink".
A few years ago, Father Shuangxi bought a house in the capital. When he was happy, he held a banquet and invited all the courtiers to visit.
The powerful eunuch in charge moved to his new home, and there was naturally an endless stream of people coming to give gifts! But Xia Yunqing, who had always been a loner, remained indifferent and showed no sign of any kind.
Eunuch Shuangxi was unhappy, but he did not dare to offend Shoufu. He wanted to ease the relationship between the two and give Xia Shoufu a step forward, so he personally sent a blank scroll to Xia Yunqing to ask for a calligraphy treasure, claiming that he wanted
Hang it in the main hall for guests to come and admire.
Xia Yunqing did not refuse and actually accepted the scroll directly, which made Eunuch Shuangxi overjoyed.
Just as he was looking forward to it, Xia Yunqing quickly ordered someone to send the scroll back.
Eunuch Shuangxi was filled with joy and quickly called dozens of his eunuchs to come together to pay homage to Prime Minister Nongmo's calligraphy treasure.
Everyone unfolded the scroll with great anticipation, only to find that there was not a single word in it.