In the past few days, Meng Xinghe has not taken a step out of the Meng Mansion. The remaining ladies in the manor have been invited to be guests in the houses of the surrounding adults. As the head of the family, Meng Xinghe locked himself in the study and declared to the outside world that he had won. Feng Han, in fact, was closely monitoring the movements in the palace. He sent Xue Rengui, Luo Feng, and the best members of the Blood Demon Dragon Gang to form a comprehensive surveillance of the entire palace at different times and locations, because he knew , this is destined to be a cruel and bloody coup, he would like to see how this palace coup develops.
Perhaps Meng Xinghe's nerves were too tense. After several days of close surveillance day and night, he still found nothing and was about to be discouraged. Zhao Haoran, the eldest brother who was the county magistrate of Heqing County on the outskirts of Chang'an, brought an unknown person to Meng Xinghe. Is this news a sign of foreboding?
When Zhao Haoran came, the servants of the Meng Mansion had already been sent home by Meng Xinghe to celebrate the New Year. It was indeed a blessing for the servants to meet such a good master. The gatekeeper of the empty Meng Mansion became the housekeeper Xiao Wuzi, so Zhao Haoran went directly to Meng Xinghe's study without being informed, interrupted Mr. Meng who was deep in thought, and said: "Tongguan guard Zhang Liang led five hundred soldiers to Chang'an City to report on their duties."
If this news were normal, it would be that the generals outside had received the imperial order and brought their troops back to Chang'an to report on their duties. Although the number was a bit larger, it did not pose much of a threat. However, this is a special period, and only Li Shimin has the right to approve the deployment of the army. When Tongguan guard Zhang Liang came with his troops, the matter must not be as simple as reporting on his duties. If, imagine that the five hundred soldiers were all one against ten, then there would be five thousand soldiers stationed in Chang'an City.
After thinking about it for a while, Meng Xinghe's mouth moved. It seemed that Li Shimin was aware of it. He immediately leaned on the desk and wrote a note, then knocked on the table three times. A black shadow flashed in in front of the door. It was a tacit understanding. He accepted Meng Xinghe's rolled-up note without saying a word from beginning to end. Absolute obedience was the first rule of the Blood Evil members of the Dragon Gang.
Zhao Haoran noticed a bad premonition from Meng Xinghe's anxious eyes. He originally wanted to ask more about what was so mysterious, but he knew that what the third brother was willing to say would never be hidden from him. , He is hiding something now, which means that the matter is not as simple as imagined, and the reason why Meng Xinghe did this is simply that he did not want him to be involved.
"Perhaps, because it is a dangerous thing," he sighed in his heart, feeling that staying here would not be of much help, so Zhao Haoran said goodbye to Meng Xinghe and went to his uncle Liu Shilang's house. He is now a grown man. He lived in the suburbs of Chang'an and became the county magistrate of Heqing County. Although he managed Heqing County very well, Zhao Haoran always had a wish to return to Taoyuan County and serve as a parent official there, and this time he went to his uncle Liu Shilang's house. , and was about to discuss this matter with him to see if he could be transferred back to Taoyuan by the Minister of Finance when he transferred officials.
After Zhao Haoran said goodbye, Meng Xinghe said to himself: "Brother, it's not that I didn't tell you, but I don't want you to be involved in this turmoil. Chang'an is a place of right and wrong after all. I have already told Mr. Du I mentioned that if I have the opportunity, I will transfer you to Jiangdu to be a parent officer. I believe that you will not let me down, third brother. I will leave it to you to complete the task of benefiting the people."
After whispering to himself, Meng Xinghe closed the book he had been reading just now, "Book of Sui" that he had participated in compiling. It was borrowed from the Hanlin Academy to read. When he had nothing to do, Meng Xinghe always liked to read it. The "Book of Sui" records the rise and fall of dynasties, palace coups, and other major events. When he saw the sentence about the previous Sui Yang Emperor, "hoeing and killing the flesh and bones, and slaughtering loyal and good people," he immediately thought of the piles at the back of Xiangguo Temple. loess.
For a long time, Meng Xinghe smiled with relief. Let's judge future generations for his merits and demerits. He doesn't need to leave his name in history, and he doesn't need history to remember him as a person. What he needs is just not to let mermaids be the flesh of others. He needs to no longer become a human being. As someone else's chess piece, every move is made with trepidation.
After staying in the house all day, when I opened the door, a chill immediately swept through my body, and I shivered, thinking that all the ladies in the family had gone to Mr. Du's house to visit, leaving Meng Xinghe alone. Being alone, he had nothing to do, so he simply put on a coat sewn by Shi Yu's wife and went out.
Without ordering the carriage, Mr. Meng just came out of the house and walked alone along the road leading to Chang'an East City, like a down-and-out scholar who usually came out to relax, occasionally stopping and watching the people walking on both sides of the road. The willow branches dancing in the east wind will also stop and sigh, typical of a poor student who is worried about whether his career will go smoothly.
Dongshi is still as prosperous as ever. As one of the most prosperous streets in Chang'an, the flow of people here is very large. In addition, it is the New Year, and the streets are extremely lively. There are raps, performers, jugglers, and people out for spring outings. , people who come to do business from north to south, and merchants from foreign lands come to trade, everyone has a different face to deal with others, and the noisy voice forms an unprecedentedly prosperous town. Occasionally, a few luxurious carriages rush by. Only when you pass it will people feel that this is actually Hou Men as deep as the sea.
Walking aimlessly in the crowded market, Meng Xinghe, who now lacked nothing, suddenly came to a painting stall. He imitated the buyers around him who bought New Year paintings to decorate their houses, and picked up a painting. There was a picture of Penglai Fairy Island, and he asked with a smile: "How much money does a painting cost?"
"A pearl," he was answered by a very pleasant female voice. The speaker was still busy bargaining with a middle-aged and fat businessman for a beautiful painting. Naturally, he did not see the Qingyi holding the Penglai Immortal Island. man.
"It's too cheap." I have never heard of selling paintings in exchange for pearls. The man in Tsing Yi put down the scroll in his hand and said with a smile, "I don't know if the pearl in The Moon on the Sea is enough." After saying this, the man in Tsing Yi The man had already rolled up the painting of Penglai Immortal Island. It was obvious that he had bought the painting.
And the woman who had not paid attention to this place before heard the words "Moonlight over the sea", the exquisite picture scroll she held in her hand slipped silently. It seemed that with the words "Moonlight over the sea", the woman let go Buddha was swept away by boundless emotions, and a drop of crystal tears fell from the corner of his eyes, falling on the scroll that fell on the ground.
She turned around, and there was an indescribable emotion on her beautiful and flawless face.
"On the 7th day of the seventh lunar month, in the Palace of Eternal Life, the moon shines brightly across the sea. They all say that they will live forever without worries, but they lament that they would rather grow old."
A simple poem, a simple story, but the man in green had a little more understanding than others when he heard it.
It's immortality again. It seems that my guess is good. It seems that the answer to the mystery is being solved step by step. Finally, the clouds and mist are clearing and the sky is clear.
In order to prevent himself from guessing any more, Meng Xinghe laughed at himself. Should I be happy or sad? Looking at the woman in the purple dress and seeing the way she looked at him blankly, Lord Meng finally said: "Bring it on." Let me go see your mother,"