The sunset has passed and the night is fading. Qingyang County is not that prosperous to begin with, and the night market cannot last long. Except for some special places, the lights in the streets and low-rise houses in the city are also extinguished one after another, and the lights at the foot of Jiuhua Mountain outside the city are also extinguished. The bustle of people inside the Banished Immortal Residence formed an extremely sharp contrast.
Dark clouds covered the moon in the sky, and the mountains on a moonless night were even more difficult to distinguish. Apart from the noise in the lobby on the first floor, the Banished Immortal Residence has gradually calmed down a bit since the second floor. The private rooms on the third floor are even more solemn, with only the faint sound of conversations, and they seem to be extra cautious. More than a dozen people from the Wei family The personal guard was beginning to wander along the dark staircase, watching the surrounding movements with vigilant eyes, guarding a bright box surrounded by a screen on the third floor.
Since Butler Song came here and exchanged a few words with Wei Cen, he has said nothing. He just sat on the chair with his eyes slightly closed, listening patiently to Wei Cen's careful words. The fireworks from the candles on the table danced slightly, illuminating him. The bumpy half of the face is clearly visible, while the other side is sinking into darkness. The whole person looks gloomy and slightly eerie.
A breeze blew from the window, the candlelight suddenly turned to one side, and the light in the room dimmed. Butler Song, who was over 60 years old, suddenly opened his eyes. He kept rubbing a string of sandalwood incense beads with his hands. He stared at the outside of the screen with a pair of muddy old eyes. There were more than ten black figures walking back and forth. He didn't know what he was thinking. .
"So, the Minister of Wei is here to ask my brother to write to Your Majesty to release Feng Yanji?" Butler Song asked calmly.
According to his original intention, Wei Cen wanted to say yes. After all, as Feng Yanji's most loyal supporter in the court, how could he watch his fall? In other words, how could he helplessly watch himself fall into the risk of being implicated by Feng Yanji? How could the headless tiger body be spared once the tiger's head was severed?
But when he was about to speak, he hesitated inexplicably. He looked up at the traces of the poem that had been shoveled away from the wall, and then turned his head to look at Zhang Wenbiao who said nothing. Suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, he stood up and gritted his teeth and said back. : "Steward Song, the atmosphere in the court has changed now, and someone has deceived the emperor, which has caused great trouble to Feng Xiang! I have come all the way here to ask Duke Wei to come forward to uphold justice. After all, Duke Wei The weight of it is unmatched by anyone in our court, even His Majesty has to accept three points of thin noodles..."
"You didn't answer my question." Butler Song replied calmly: "You don't need to overly praise my brother. Who is your majesty? He is the emperor. After all, my brother is just a minister. If he is really weak, he will not I won’t be able to return to the capital for ten years. If you, the Minister of Wei, are unwilling to speak out, then let’s have a drink so that you don’t come here in vain!”
Before Wei Cen could react, Butler Song raised his hand to pick up the silver pot, but only poured a small amount into his own wine cup, and then drank by himself as if no one else was around. Wei Cen stared at the empty wine cup in front of him, and something suddenly appeared behind him. He broke into a cold sweat and quickly lowered his head and added: "Steward Song, I'm not here for Prime Minister Feng."
"Oh?" Butler Song gently put down the wine cup, finally looked up and said, "It's okay, just say what you have to say."
Wei Cen took a deep breath, his folded hands trembled slightly, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time. At this time, he saw Zhang Wenbiao suddenly showed a look of contempt, stood up abruptly and said: "Why are you so shy! People don't do this." I will be destroyed by heaven and earth!"
"Bold! Zhang Yuhou, in front of Butler Song, how dare you -" Wei Cen asked with his eyes widened.
Zhang Wenbiao calmly said in a deep voice: "Steward Song, I am a martial artist, please forgive me for being rude!"
"It doesn't matter!" Butler Song showed an expression of admiration: "Zhang Yuhou is indeed worthy of his reputation, and he has the appearance of a tiger general!"
Zhang Wenbiao cupped his hands and said, "I don't dare. I only have defeated generals, and those are just empty names."
Butler Song seemed to be very interested in this powerful general. He raised his head and stroked his hands and said with a smile: "Since Zhang Yuhou is on the same journey as the Wei envoy, it is up to you to tell me what the purpose of your trip is."
"Of course it's because I want to meet Duke Wei and gain a career! In today's court, there are Feng Yanji and Chen Jue. These profit-seeking and unrighteous people are really useless. They are all mediocre people!"
Zhang Wenbiao was so upright, Wei Cen couldn't help but lose countenance, and quickly stopped him: "Zhang Yuhou! Don't talk nonsense!" Then he quickly handed over his hands to Butler Song, who had a gloomy face, and explained: "Steward Song, this, this Yuhou After all, he is a member of the military and his words were a bit harsh. If I made a mistake, please forgive me!"
But Butler Song showed a sinister smile, waved his hand, and immediately asked Zhang Wenbiao: "Is Zhang Yuhou too arrogant and arrogant when he even looks down on the left prime minister and the privy envoy?" Jue, he is my brother’s beloved disciple!”
Zhang Wenbiao said coldly: "So what? Has Butler Song ever heard that a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of spring! If you don't know such a simple truth, how can an ungrateful person not be a mediocre person?"
The steward of the Song Dynasty and the Duke of Wei were forced to live in seclusion in the mountains due to the situation. Dare I ask any of the people he supported with one hand, have they ever thought about their benefactor? Haven't they ever thought about how to bring Duke Wei back to court? Instead, they were fighting among themselves in the court hall all day long! "
"This!" Butler Song's heart suddenly trembled. He choked on his words for a moment and then suppressed his emotions and said: "Zhang Yuhou, how do you know that they have not thought about letting my brother return to the court? My brother has always been feared by His Majesty. The court is so complicated. , how easy is this matter? Zhang Yuhou, you say that everyone can do it, even the left prime minister and the Privy Council can't do it, why do you have such arrogance? "
With a "swish" sound, Zhang Wenbiao suddenly drew out his long sword and threw it on the table with a "bang" in the tense moment when everyone almost held 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 is not something I am good at! If Feng Yanji and Chen Jue can't do it in the court, it doesn't mean that I Zhang Wenbiao can't do it!
In today's troubled times, why bother talking in court? Is there anything that can't be accomplished as long as the sword is unsheathed? I am not talented, but even though I am only a surrendered general, I still claim to be the enemy of ten thousand people, and I am willing to clear the dust in the road for Duke Wei! "
Wei Cen was dumbfounded at this time, his mouth wide open but there was no sound, but he saw the fragrant beads lingering in Butler Song's hand suddenly stopped, and his twisted hands suddenly clenched the beads tightly. He looked at the burly body for a moment, and then remained calm. He nodded and said: "Yes, I know what I know. Minister Wei, do you also mean this?"
Butler Song's question made Wei Cen feel inexplicably flustered. Zhang Wenbiao's words today were really shocking. In Jinling, that would have been a crime of rebellion. Is it possible that Zhang Wenbiao wanted to rebel? The most terrible thing is that Butler Song actually nodded!
crazy! They are all crazy!
Wei Cen couldn't help but secretly groan in his heart. Originally, he just wanted to take a further step in the officialdom. How could he dare to have such a terrible idea? Why did Zhang Wenbiao suddenly appear like this? But the situation seemed to have gradually surpassed my imagination. I suddenly regretted boarding this extremely dangerous ship, but after glancing around, I saw Butler Song and Zhang Wenbiao staring at me, and I felt a little shuddered for a moment... ..
