The moonlight came quietly, and Han You walked out of Jingzhi Hall.
He was not as excited as the previous few times, with his head lowered and a look of thought on his face.
The matter was more serious than he thought. The Ma family had been secretly trying to win over the border guards. In addition, they also had close contacts with many barbarian tribes outside the pass. It was not that there were signs of rebellion, but if they were pushed too hard, There will be chaos in the Northland, and chaos will have a chain reaction.
Not long after the emperor ascended the throne, the world was not as stable as it seemed.
Walking towards the palace gate, Han You made up his mind. He didn't have much time to play with Wu Yong anymore. The emperor had given him instructions to kill this guy as soon as possible and concentrate on dealing with the Ma family.
Han You knew in his heart that he was just a hidden weapon. The emperor and Zaifu must have other arrangements, but they didn't take the initiative to say it, and he didn't bother to ask.
Again, the difficulty level has increased. He needs to prove his ability first. How can he shoulder the heavy responsibility without talent? Han You will not be willing to stop there.
Seeing that they were about to walk out of the palace gate, Wen and Wu hurriedly caught up with him.
Before Han You could speak, a thousand-guan silver note was handed to Han You.
Young Master Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had only heard of eunuchs giving money to others, but never heard of eunuchs giving money to others.
Wen Wu whispered: "Your Majesty knows that your Han family is poor, and doing things secretly requires spending money. In addition, you can't do it without money when buying people from the Ma family."
"A thousand strings?!"
Han You was so moved that he said, "This much money is enough to bribe Ma Rulong directly. It's too much and I can't spend it at all. I won't be able to spend it all in my lifetime."
Wenwu: "..."
The old eunuch was also convinced and teased the emperor in front of him. He didn't know whether he didn't take him seriously or he didn't take the emperor seriously.
But after thinking about it again, Wenwu felt relieved. This kid was a habitual offender. He even dared to disgust Zaifu. There was nothing surprising about it.
Han You rolled his eyes. This little money was not enough for him to bribe a manager of the Ma family. How could Boss Zhou have the nerve to take action?
Without accepting the banknote, Han You said angrily: "Tell your Majesty, as long as he and the Prime Minister can guarantee that I will not be killed by the courtiers, they don't have to worry about the rest."
"But when Mr. Han was in the palace just now, he clearly said that he needed to buy some members of the ranch?"
Han You was shocked: "People who buy ranches still have to spend money?"
Wen and Wu were stunned, this is not nonsense.
Han You was overjoyed. He was working for the emperor, and the prime minister secretly supported him. The hardest relationship in the world was nothing more than this. With this kind of relationship, he still had to spend money to buy things. Isn't this a joke?
Any time you spend a penny, it is disrespect and contempt for those in power, for rights, and disrespect for cultural traditions!
Wen and Wu didn't know what Han You meant, so he said with a smile: "Young master Han is in the emperor's heart. His Majesty regards you as a talent. Otherwise, this job would not be entrusted to you."
Han You laughed dryly and returned the talent. It sounded like he was being used as a consumable.
However, Young Master Han didn't take it seriously. It was obvious that the Emperor and the Prime Minister no longer cared about the little Wu Yong. They just used this matter to get rid of Wu Yong and then slowly deal with the Ma family.
Wen Wu took a deep look at Han You and suddenly saluted.
Han You quickly helped Wen Wu up and asked, "What do you mean, father-in-law?"
"Our family has been serving His Majesty for some time. We have seen many so-called handsome young men, but I have never seen him like Mr. Han."
"I'm... very different?"
"In regard to the Ma family, Mr. Han wants to taint himself and give up his reputation. If he taints himself and loses his reputation, even if he has His Majesty's protection in the future, he will inevitably be unable to move even if he enters the court. But Mr. Han still has to do this, even if he slanders himself, Even if he is reviled by others, our family admires him very much."
Han You burst into laughter, wondering what happened at that time, it turned out to be because he was shameless.
Han You said loudly: "My father-in-law, please come back. I will follow the path you have chosen. You have seen it before. The last time I entered the palace, I promised your majesty that I would help your majesty try to change this fucking world." , since I have made a promise, I am not afraid of self-destruction. I, Han You, don’t even bother to do it as a bitch building a memorial arch. I will definitely die of exhaustion for Your Majesty.”
"Okay." Eunuch Wen saluted again: "Young Master Han is righteous."
"Um..." Han You asked in a low voice: "My father-in-law, will you tell His Majesty every word of what I just said?"
Wenwu was stunned, rubbed his teeth, turned around and left without saying a word.
Halfway through, Wen Wu came back and took out the banknote nervously: "I almost forgot to ask, what if Mr. Han doesn't want this Qian Guan?"
"Just a thousand guan to send to the beggar. Who cares? Damn it."
Han You rolled his eyes: "Here you go, Eunuch Wen, please keep the flowers."
Wenwu's nose was so angry that he turned around and left again. Before, he was still wondering how the dignified Zaifu could be knocked unconscious twice, but now he knew.
Han You didn't take it seriously and went outside the palace alone. Under the corner of the palace wall was still the familiar figure.
This is the magic of Wang Hai. No matter where Han You goes, or whether he is taken with him or not, when Han You is alone, he will always see Ah Hai in a corner.
Wang Hai may not be smart, or may have low emotional intelligence, but he will always be by Han You's side, just as Wang Shan and Uncle Qin told him to be by his side and take good care of him. As long as Han You doesn't chase him away, he will always be there. Do this until you die.
Wang Hai came on horseback. After the two got on the horse, Han You sat in front and tried to control the horse's speed.
Horses are really smart creatures, and the word "noble" can even be used to describe horses.
At the North and South Passes, many troops knew that they could not continue fighting and could not go back, so they used their last strength to ride on the horses, fix their bodies in place, slowly close their eyes, and feel the last gallop of the horses. .
The horses would always bring the corpses of the generals back to the pass, with dust rising from all four hooves. Their big eyes were full of sadness and confusion. They could only run hard and vent. They could not cry or tell, they could only feel. Feeling the disappearing warmth on his back.
However, Han You didn't like the old horse under him. The horse was nameless and Wang Shan brought it back from somewhere. His eyes had lost their aura, and he didn't look well at anyone.
Every time Han You stood in front of Lao Ma, the look in Lao Ma's eyes seemed... as if he was contemptuous.
After Wang Shan got off work, he would always have a conversation with the old horse in the stable, telling things that only the two of them knew, old things, maybe related to the old horse's owner.
Han You didn't know where this horse came from, but he knew that this horse must have been on the battlefield, because Wang Shan would always go out of the city to see Pao Ze. When he came back, his face was filled with unconcealable sadness, and there would be more in the package. The things were either broken knives, broken armor, or some letters.
Every broken knife has a story.
Every piece of armor has some traces of blood that cannot be washed away.
Each letter contains very few words, mostly graphics that others cannot understand, like graffiti.
Just like an old horse, the past years have finally passed. The soldiers who fought for the country in all directions have become a handful of loess. No one cares about them. No one knows them. The broken knives are stained with rust and the broken armor is unknown. Without a trace, the letter will never be delivered to the person it intends to reach, and the story that no one is interested in ends.
Riding on horseback, Han You looked calmly at the dignitaries traveling at night, at the so-called scholars who were wandering around and smelling of alcohol, and at the servants who had to be accompanied by seven or eight people to carry a broken official sedan. There was no wave in our hearts, not even a ripple.
According to the laws of Zhou Dynasty, non-officials are not allowed to ride in official sedan chairs. If any common people do this, they will be convicted after being caught. However, the relatives of officials always ride in official sedan chairs, and no one cares, no one asks, and no one cares. .
"I'm used to it." Han You murmured to himself: "It's okay, I'm just used to it, not numb."
Wang Hai, who was sitting in the back, tilted his head: "Master, what did you just say?"
"fine."
"oh."
Wang Hai was also used to it. The young master didn't want to say anything, and he didn't want to ask. Even if he asked, he couldn't understand.
Han You, who was holding the reins, slowly relaxed and felt that riding a horse was quite simple and he could control it as long as he was not galloping.
Holding the reins with one hand, Han You tugged at the top of his Confucian robe. He always felt stuffy and couldn't figure out why scholars must care so much about their so-called identity and image. Like the people in Bei City, they all wore short clothes to look cooler.
When he was about to arrive at the archway, Han You saw women whispering and laughing among several official sedans.
The ancients believed that it was bad for a woman's reputation to appear in public, and the more wealthy the family, the more so. However, many favored ladies and ladies would also go out for a stroll at night. The master was an official, so they would come out in sedan chairs.
Han You couldn't help but said: "Zhongsun Wushuang can go out for a walk if he has nothing to do. What is he doing in the house all the time? How boring."
"Our Han family is also rude to the family, and people will gossip when they see it."
"Our Han Mansion...will we return Shili?"
"yes."
Wang Hai nodded. The Han family was indeed very rude, and the master was particularly rude.
Speaking of Zhongsun Wushuang, Han You suddenly felt that he liked this girl more and more. She was a kind person and lived a good life.
He had only been in the mansion for a few days, and everyone from his father to his servants were full of praises for him, especially when he was playing the piano in the backyard. A group of servants sat around, shaking their heads and yawning. They liked listening to the music of the piano the most at night. After listening to it, I felt sleepy. I went back to the house and fell asleep.
Involuntarily, Han You asked: "Ah Hai, have you ever loved him?"
"like?"
Wang Hai scratched the back of his head and said with a naive smile: "I don't understand."
"It's my sweetheart, have you ever?"
"Yes." Wang Hai's eyes lit up: "It happened before in Zhe Chong Mansion."
"Zhang Qiao'er?"
"No, it was just that I wanted to show off to Shangguan. There were two girls in Zhechong County. I was tempted and thought about it day and night. But who would have thought that those two were from the same village? Girls, both young and old, like her, and they all want to have a private life, but they can't make up their minds."
"That's not easy, just divide it into one."
"Okay, then Master, which one do you want?"
Han You didn't react for a moment, and Wang Hai said seriously: "Why don't I give you two of them, Master? I'll find the younger one later."
"I specifically asked you to separate one, not to give one to me."
Wang Hai said happily: "I can't afford to marry a young one."
"No money?"
"That's right. Didn't you get paid a few days ago? But if you want to marry a wife and have children, it won't be enough."
"Too."
Han You finally remembered that he didn't have much money.
"It's just right. I won't delay my business or private matters. It's just a good time to make some money myself."
Han You laughed out loud and vigorously, and whipped his riding crop hard.
I saw the old horse under my crotch neighing as if it was telepathic, and then... walked even slower.
