Chapter 154: negotiation

Zheng Taishou was nearly fifty years old, and he was guarding one side in this remote place. The emperor Tian Gao was far away, and he was considered a landlord.
That night, he had just come down from the wine table of the rich squire and returned to the house with a scent of alcohol and fat powder. The concierge, the servant and the servants all performed their duties and looked orderly. Out of order, Zheng Taishou's agitated heart was a little calm.
A smart-looking maid came up to help, and Zheng Taishou squeezed a hand on the soft waist. This maid was a good family. He did n’t dare to say anything when he touched his waist. He could only subconsciously hide, and a young servant next to him hurried up. Mix her before.
Fortunately, Zheng Taishou was drunk for seven or eight points, and didn't care about it. He asked with a smile: "How about young master and wife?"
Zheng Taishou's first wife died of miscarriage more than ten years ago. She was the wife of Zheng Taishou when she was in trouble. She had no natal roots. Except for earning her life to leave him an old man, all the others will not bring death to death. Tai Shou hugs his son and is not complacent. He also arranges the future affairs of his wife properly, but he knows his kindness, but he is not affectionate.
The wife is dead, but the son ca n’t be taken without a mother. Zheng Taishou soon accepted a newcomer into the room, but it ’s a pity that he did n’t know if he was unhappy. After Zheng Taishou, his life was thinner than paper.
For many years since then, Tai Taishou has lingered among the flowers, but he did not accept people. He only invited his wife, Li Huai, to serve his only son. Until four years ago, he accepted a new concubine. Being able to set up a vase as a nice look and helping him take care of his son's housekeeping, Zheng Taishou liked her very much, and soon turned his concubine into a proper position.
The servant hurried back: "The young master hasn't returned after eating out. My wife heard that the adult went out to the banquet. You deliberately waited in the room and prepared snacks and sober soup."
Hearing the words, Zheng Taishou waved his hands back and left, and asked the servant to help himself to the backyard. The cool wind blew his cheeks, but failed to blow away the wine. Zheng Taishou only felt that his brain was getting dizzy, and he almost slept on the servant to sleep. Naturally, he did n’t know that there were more students dressed in the backyard. The face met with the servants around him, and each did his work, hiding the undercurrents.
The servant pushed the door open with one hand, Zheng Taishou was stumbled by the threshold, and the drink went a little, scolding: "Dog minions, Zhao Zibai Chang! Go, give the master water!"
When the lamp was lit in the room, Zheng Taishou faintly saw a figure sitting on the bed after the embroidered tent, and he suddenly smiled and opened the flower, and Letan reached out and opened the tent: "Madam, I have met a good thing today ... … "
His voice came to an abrupt halt, only to see the woman behind the tent sitting on the couch, her body motionless, and no sound came out. If it were not for his chest and heaving, he almost thought she was dead.
The woman had a bun and her clothes were neatly dressed. Presumably, she had just been undressed and was stunned and placed on the couch, disguised as a calm and good look.
Zheng Taishou's wine woke up most of the time, and at the same time a cold dagger lay across his neck, with a smiley voice behind his back: "What good thing did the adult encounter, why not talk with Caomin?"
"You, who are you madman? How dare you start with the imperial court official, is there any other way?" Zheng Taishou was very angry and afraid to act rashly, not to speak, the blade was against his neck, It only takes a light swipe to cut the throat. He hasn't enjoyed enough blessings, and he dare not use his life to try the knife.
After the violent threat from inside, Zheng Taishou eased his breath again and gently persuaded: "If you are asking for money, there is still some gold and silver in this official, you ..."
The person behind smiled and said: "Adult is really generous, do not know if your son will be more generous?"
Zheng Taishou was shocked, and the ghost idea he had just planned was broken by this sentence for a while.
He was greedy for money but was willing to spend money to eliminate disasters. He was greedy but never cared about rosy sentiments. He was greedy for power but he was content to protect himself. Only this son was continued by the incense of his only son under his knees, and he could make no mistakes.
Thinking of this, Zheng Taishou's voice was even lower: "What did you, do you do to my son? What plan do you have, let's be straightforward!"
"Your son is drinking wine in Kuailu Pavilion tonight, it's uncomfortable, but it's just sending someone to protect the people from teaching secretly and deliberately, and disturbing the adult's decision-making and politics, there is no bad thoughts." The blade moved away, and the voice laughed The deeper the meaning, "As for the conspiracy, I just want to discuss the deal with Master Zheng."
Zheng Taishou turned around in fear and saw the "servant" raised his hand and wiped his face a few times, revealing a pale and beautiful face.
When he reached his mouth, he swallowed again, his pupil suddenly shrunk, and a name blurted out: "Zhiyin ..."
As soon as the two words were spoken, he woke up and swallowed all the rest back, staring at the man with a ugly face: "Who are you?"
This person naturally pretends to be Ye Xisheng, who is pretending to be Chu Xiwei, and Ying Shuang has a strong pressure on Zheng Taishou but has no co-operation strategy. If this person is only a defender, she would not be afraid of too much. In the old part of Jingwang, she would be difficult to act neatly, and she would inevitably be at a loss.
Such a stinging head fell in Ye Fusheng's hands. Although it was difficult to chew, it was not without breakthroughs.
"Adults seem familiar to me with this face." Ye Fusheng slowly raised the corners of his lips and looked at Zheng Taishou with cold light in his eyes. "They all said 'Mother Xiao Xiao, Father Xiao Xiao', Master Look at my familiar face, is it possible to recognize my mother? Oh, coincidentally, her old man's name was indeed Zhi Yin. "
Concubine Jing Zhiyin of Tang Dynasty was born into a wealthy family. Her father used to be an official of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. She was widely used during the period of the Emperor. She was beautiful and talented. Jing Wang Chuyan.
Chu Xiwei's appearance followed Tang Zhiyin, thin eyebrows and apricot eyes, thin lips and gall nose, and sometimes he was a little fat. He grew up like six or seven points, just because he was a little more brave and tough, but familiar Tang Zhiyin's people can see the clue at first glance.
Ye Fusheng raised his lips: "The most passionate people in the world are the most ruthless, the weakest people are the most affectionate ... Adults treat the wives and concubines like dross, isn't it that they are thinking of someone who will never get it?"
Zheng Taishou gritted his teeth, his voice trembling slightly: "Who the are you?"
Ye Fusheng sat on the chair with his clothes lifted, raised his eyebrows, and he was so proud that Zheng Taishou suddenly remembered the old man who had passed away for ten years.
When he was in a trance, he heard Ye Fusheng lowering his voice and carrying the Sen Han Weiyi: "Uncle, I haven't seen you in ten years, don't you even recognize A Yao?"
Zheng Taishou was shocked, but instead saw a volley of objects thrown directly at the door. He raised his hand subconsciously, unloaded the momentum, and firmly took the object in his hand.
The goat fat jade is engraved with unicorn and a word "Yao". Zheng Taishou's fingers rubbed against the scratches that had been flattened, and looked at Ye Fusheng in disbelief.
Zheng Taishou, whose name is Zheng Changqing, was born as a goalkeeper. His father was Zheng Qiu, a soldier's assistant in the Emperor's period, and his mother Li was the aunt of Princess Tang Zhiyin, the princess of Jing. Zheng Changqing and Tang Zhiyin are cousins ​​and sisters. They have a sweet relationship, but unfortunately Tang Zhiyin doesn't love him, and for the courtiers, political in-laws are far more important than love. She eventually married Chu Yan and became a noble static princess.
Zheng Changqing was annoyed that he did not accept the marriage arranged by his parents. Instead, he went on an expedition to marry an ordinary woman who showed gratitude to him during the tribulation. But he did not expect this move to keep him away from the whirlpool center where the power and desire were rolling.
Ten years ago, in the palace change, Jing Wang Chuyan was defeated, and Princess Tang Zhiyin set fire . His party's party officials suffered heavy losses. These survivors were all rushed to the Xichuan border, but they survived in this remote place, and they will survive in this life. There is no hope.
Ye Fusheng watched the change of expression on Zheng Taishou's face and calmly settled in his heart.
When he was Gu Xiao, as a teacher of Chu Yao, he had seen Zheng Taishou several times in the Jing Wang Mansion, and his people were not at the time confused. It was the masculinity year, the heroic hair, the light armor and broad sword, Judging from the present faint officer who was hollowed out with a wine-colored body.
In addition to the circumstances of the world, but also the feelings of people.
Zheng Changqing loves Tang Zhiyin. Although he hides his thoughts very well, he cannot conceal the deep Jing Wang, the king of the city, nor Gu Xiao, who is accustomed to observation. Because of the relationship between face and Tang Zhiyin's dignity, Chu Yan didn't make a big deal. He just found Zheng Changqing from scratch, but he didn't expect this to be a chance for this person to live.
In Gu Xiao's memory, Chu Yao was very close to Zheng Changqing. Even when he and Chu Yao returned to Beijing on that road, Zheng Changqing personally brought someone to answer. This person has jealousy and respect for Chu Yan and love and hate for Tang Zhiyin. He only has a clear feeling for Chu Yao, loves the house and Wuhu, but does not anger.
However, ten years of life and death are boundless, and waiting for leisure can always change the heart of the old man. Ye Fusheng can't accept Zheng Changqing's position as Zheng Taishou. But now that the situation is urgent, Ye Fusheng doesn't have so much time to go around with others, and can only take risks to try to find a breakthrough in him.
Fortunately, looking at this situation, he bet correctly.
Zheng Taishou pinched Yu Pei and stared at him: "Ayao ... I thought, you already ..."
When the palace changed, he was still in the East China Sea to close the customs. After he heard the news, he was called to return to the DPRK, but the success or failure was fixed, and he stayed in the storm.
He saw the dead bones, the blood-filled ground, the once magnificent and exquisite Jingwang Mansion turned to ashes, and the former colleagues who were imprisoned with shackles and even imprisoned in prison.
He heard the whispers, crying, and swearing of these people, knowing that Chu Yan was defeated, and Tang Zhiyin caught fire .
Later, it was heard that the new emperor covered this palace change with the help of Wenwu. The couple of King Jing entered the mausoleum, and the young emperor Sun Chuyao died of illness.
Zheng Changqing always thought that Chu Yao had been wiped out by the new emperor, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.
The Jingwang family died, and if all of them were involved, it would really be hopeless. Therefore, Zheng Changqing did a bite of a mad dog, biting out a group of Jing Wang party feathers he knew, in exchange for another group of people who committed crimes, and with the help of deeper hidden Yudang forces, he retrieved a life from Guimenguan. , Called Dispatching, came to this place.
Many of them have thought about making a comeback, but suffer from lack of opportunity and reputation. Day after day, year after year, the sword is old, and the knives are no longer. These people can only age and die in their invisible prisons, and gradually forget what they used to be.
Zheng Taishou did not expect that there will be today.
His heart beat like a drum, he sat down slowly, watching Ye Fusheng, his voice was harsh: "A Yao, how have you come over these years ..."
"You all think I'm dead, and I think so too." Ye Fusheng learned Chu Xiwei's tenaciousness from the cold and gloomy atmosphere of outsiders, and tapped his finger gently on the table, "Chu Ziyu My father and mother died, and I did n’t intend to stay with me, but it was ... shadowed by people for so many years. "
Zheng Taishou narrowed his eyes, he was familiar with the old things of the year, and now he quickly searched for clues: "Your master who asks for honor ... Gu Xiao?"
"Chu Xiwei" chuckled: "The cat is crying and the child is false and compassionate, the one who hurt me is him, and the one who saved me is also him. You say ... what should I do? What can I do?"
Zheng Taishou's heart was awe-inspiring, and anger flashed in his eyes: "This dog thief ... what's going on now?"
"Chu Xiwei" said indifferently: "Dead. There are always birds hiding bows and cooking rabbits under the sky. He made Chu Ziyu's knife to sweep away aliens. When Chu Ziyu's throne is seated, where is his position? ? In this year's autumn shocking battle, he led the Yingyingwei to the battlefield and killed the Northern Barbarian warlord Hutar. He arbitrarily pierced his arrows, barely counting his death, but unfortunately did not wait for my own revenge. "
Zheng Taishou was shocked, and he heard the implicit meaning from his words: "You ... have you been glimpsing this decade?"
Guessing the export, Zheng Taishou has already believed in five points. At first, Jing Wangjiu did n’t think about the possibility of Chu Yao ’s death. However, many attempts to find it were fruitless, and he almost attracted the court ’s suspicion, so he had to suppress it. Accepted this fact.
Now that Chu Yao appears alive in front of him, it means that Chu Yao must have lived in a secret place in the past ten years, and there are not many places that can hide people's eyes and ears and leave no traces under the heavens. Is an.
Rethinking that Gu Xiao and Chu Yao, the commanding commanders of the Shadow-Blooding Guard, have some kind of mentoring and apprenticeship. If the dog thief still has half of conscience, he should stay Chu Yao ’s life, but he has to put it under his eyelids and cannot escape control.
His thoughts were reasonable, and Ye Fusheng's eyes crossed the light, and he nodded gently.
Zheng Taishou is still a clever man today, but he doesn't need to use rhetoric to deceive such a person, but to make him believe in himself.
It should be noted that all the deceptions that people are subjected to are mostly not derived from external confusion, but internal self-righteousness.
He nodded so much, Zheng Taishou got angry from his heart, and suddenly got up and flicked down the cup, his voice hoarse: "How can you ... Chu Ziyu's minions?"
"Why should Uncle Hurry be annoyed? As the saying goes, 'Leave the Green Mountain in, no worries and no firewood', if I die early, it's really over." Ye Fusheng took a toe on his toes and put the teacup before the ground He kicked it up, grabbed it with one hand, and looked up to Zheng Taishou, "Now Gu Xiao is dead, the power in the Yingyingwei is alternated, and it is a time when one hundred secrets are sparse; the king of Duan rushed to northern Xinjiang, and the king of Li intended to rebel, Chu Zi Yu has a terrible head, and sincere Wang Yuan has no skills in the East China Sea ... Uncle, we have waited for ten years. Is n’t that the perfect opportunity now? "
"You ..." Zheng Taishou looked at him suspiciously, "Do you want to rebel ?!"
"Why didn't Uncle say this so badly?" Ye Fusheng smiled slightly. "You have been relegated to this point. For many years, you have suffered from the bitterness of the frontier and the court's suspicion. Seeing that your former colleagues have been crushed by soft knives, do you really have no sense of coldness? ? Instead of waiting for Chu Ziyu to clean up the chaos and uproot me, take advantage of this opportunity ... "
Zheng Taishou looked stunned: "But even with the power of the Nishikawa Old Party, we are only hitting the rocks with pebbles, and we have not spent the capital of Tianjing."
"Uncle Uncle, the father ’s plans were also empty. I never thought I would sit in the chair piled with blood and blood, but how could I not report this deep hatred, as the Son of Man? You have been trapped and full all these years. Suppressed, didn't you ever think of expressing the air in your chest? "Ye Fusheng set his sight on Zheng Taishou, his voice was cool but confusing," I'm not going to be superior, I'm going to pull Chu Ziyu off the horse ... But to do this One thing, it ’s easy to show Uncle ’s current status. "
The last sentence was like a pot of cold water pouring from the head to the feet. Zheng Taishou suddenly sobered up. He combined the clues obtained at the previous banquet with the allusions of "Chu Xiwei", and his face was heavy: "You mean ... Foreigners outside the customs ?! "
"The aliens have been in chaos. They haven't attacked the borders in recent years, but most of the time they are looting and not raising soldiers. Now ..." Ye Fusheng's eyes showed a morbid pleasure. "The court suspected you and refused to increase the strength of the troops. Exclusion, the division of power is very serious, do you really have no luck? Even if you don't, will no one else have it? "
After a pause, he said again: "There is no need to wave the division north, as long as the uncle joins the old ministries to open the city gate, and the strange army enters the inside, then I should be outside and outside, I will not believe ... This time, I can't take Chu Ziyu!"
Speaking of the last word, he put the cup in his hand back on the table, but it silently scattered into a pile of debris. Zheng Taishou was shocked to find out that this porcelain cup had been crushed by him somehow, and he still pretended to be perfect in his hand. .
Just as the relationship between Jingwang's old ministry and the imperial court seemed calm as before, but there was a gap between them, and one day he could not return to trust, and he would be buried here sooner or later.
The waves in his heart fluctuated and his face was cold and sweating, and he gritted his teeth and said, "A Yao, are you ... to be a lobbyist for aliens?"
"Uncle Uncle wanted to come in contact with them, did he really not bother?" Ye Fusheng smiled. "I want to avenge you. You must protect the soldiers who follow your life for half a lifetime. You must be rich in wine, wealth, and power. These things ... … The court ca n’t give it, but the alien can.

Zheng Taishou's hands clenched into fists, and his knuckles made a "creak" soft sound, the heavens and men were fighting.
"Chu Xiwei" dropped a hand gently on his shoulder, leaned closer, and murmured in a low voice: "As long as the uncle repairs a book, attaches my jade pendant, and sends his confidante to the Six Cities, he will certainly be able to persuade the other old ministries. ... "
"Shut up ... Needless to say." Zheng Taishou turned back suddenly, his voice turned cold, "Yes, I waited for the new emperor, I was dissatisfied with the imperial court, I still have a lasting thought about Jing Wang, but ... The people ’s responsibilities, the people ’s responsibility, even the most resentful hatred should not affect the innocent family. A Yao, I do n’t know what you experienced in the past ten years, but when you were a child, you clearly had a good heart, now Even if your eyes are covered by hatred, you should not ... "
Suddenly he felt a line of coolness under his neck, and he reached for a touch, which was a shallow blood stain. He only cut the skin and did not go deep inside.
Zheng Taishou's back was cold. He looked at "Chu Xiwei" who had already returned to his original position. When the other party had an extra dagger in his hand, he turned the flower out of his fingers.
Ye Fusheng smiled lightly, relieved: "Uncle, you can't think better than that."
"You ... are you tempting me?" Zheng Taishou finally realized it, thinking about what he had said and doing just now, and sweating behind him.
"Put the matter in his place, I hope my uncle will not be surprised." Ye Fusheng got up and bowed his hand for a salute. "Ying Yingwei received a report. The foreigners outside the Southwest Pass wanted to raise troops. The soldiers ambushed in the mountains. The spies had sneaked into the city. I will use provocation and temptation to win the support of my father's old ministry, so I have no choice but to make a temptation. Fortunately, I express my uncle ... not to lose my heart. "
Zheng Taishou sat stunned and listened to the words of "Chu Xiwei" sincerely, murmured and asked, "A Yao, you ..."
"As his uncle said, Chu Yao hated Chu Ziyu and complained about the imperial court, but what the father Wang did in advance was not completely unprecedented ... People and the public, the family and the country, always have priority and priority. After that, no amount of personal grievances can be compared with the national hatred. "Ye Fusheng lowered his eyebrows." I can wait for the dead body of the horse to die, and we can't be the last generation of sinners. "
Zheng Taishou long sighed: "Ayao, since you came here, since you were not instructed by aliens, then you should have been sent by the court?"
"It was the imperial order and my selfishness." Ye Fusheng whispered, "Your uncle and all the old ministries in Nishikawa have been jealous. It is indeed a dangerous situation. Since he does not want to be a treason thief, he will have to return to the court's trust for long-term success It is an opportunity to clean up the past. "
Zheng Taishou's eyes narrowed: "You mean ..."
Ye Fusheng raised his head and looked at him: "Send someone to report, defend the city, guard against foreign enemies, and make up for it."
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