A Qi

After leaving the Liang Mansion, An Rong looked around and made sure that no one was following him, then quietly went to the Shen Mansion, the person who opened the door was the same person from last time, and he hurriedly informed, soon, An Rong was invited enter.

Coincidentally, Zhao Minglang was also in Shen's residence, and the two of them were "harmonizing with the zither and the zither", and the hand that usually held the sword was stroking the zither at this time, it was indescribably weird.Although An Rong didn't say anything on the face, he knew what was going on in his heart, so he didn't point it out.

"Master Shen, brother Minglang." After bowing his hands, An Rong directly took out the letter he got from Liang Rufeng's study from the skirt of his clothes, and handed it to Shen Peilin, "I found this in his study."

Shen Peilin read the letter from top to bottom, and his eyes became brighter, "It's a letter from the Turkic Khan. It's concise and to the point. First, I thank the Liang family for the gold and silver jewels, pieces of satin and silk, as well as some precious and rare things. What, and then I said the purpose of replying to the letter, and I hope they can have a long-term relationship. With this, the next thing will be much easier. "

Zhao Minglang sneered, "It's better to eat the emperor's salary and be loyal to the emperor. It's really annoying to take my dynasty's salary to curry favor with foreign vassals. On the one hand, he is enjoying the wealth and glory, and on the other hand, he secretly colluded with the Turks." people."

"We have been at war with the Turks for two years and have been at a stalemate. Recently, I heard from my father that the battle ahead is tight. It seems that the Liang family has already paved the way for themselves." Shen Peilin stared at the letter in his hand with sharp eyes, "wait As soon as my father comes back, I will hand it over to him, and then I will resign myself to fate."

After talking about this matter, the three of them had their own deep thoughts. After a long silence, Zhao Minglang suddenly thought of Ah Qi, and later he went to see him again. He never thought that this man was actually sick. , coughed quite a bit.At this time, I was in trouble, I didn't know whether I should tell An Rong, hesitated, and said, "An Rong, I went to Qingping Town last month."

The tense expression suddenly slowed down, and only then did An Rong show some tenderness on his face, "Is he all right? Is he still pricking the straw that can't be sold for much?"

Tie grass?Zhao Minglang paused for a moment, and later realized that he was referring to Ah Qi's sale of grasshoppers in the town. It seemed that An Rong had visited that person on the way, thinking that he probably already knew about Ah Qi's illness. , In fact, it wasn't a serious illness at first, and now I suddenly felt relieved, "He's fine, but he's still coughing."

"Cough?" An Rong suddenly remembered that when he went to visit Ah Qi during Chinese New Year, he was ill, and then he started to cough, thinking it was just common typhoid fever, he didn't care, "Is it serious?"

"It shouldn't be a serious problem, but it hurts to cough up, and my face is flushed..."

Shen Peilin coughed a few times, winked at Zhao Minglang, interrupted their conversation, and changed the subject, "With this letter, the success will be great."

An Rong was a little distraught, his eyes dimmed, his brows were furrowed thoughtfully, and he left after not staying for long.

"Why did you interrupt me just now?"

Shen Peilin sighed, and explained, "He can't get away now. If you speak so badly about that Ah Qi, it will only make him suffer even more. How to break it? It's best not to tell him."

"That's true, I thought he knew..." Zhao Minglang muttered a few words in a low voice, and then joked again, "I didn't expect that you can understand Turkic."

Shen Peilin raised his eyebrows and smiled, with a comfortable gesture between his eyebrows and eyes. He heard these words very pleasantly.

After leaving Shen's mansion that day, An Rong made a special trip to Qinghexuan, and bought a painting, the original painting by Fan Wei of the former dynasty, the picture of the Eight Immortals celebrating the congratulations, and it cost 3000 taels.Randomly pointing to a picture, An Rong didn't intend to appreciate it, but he was afraid that if Liang Rufeng asked about it, he would have an explanation.

After returning to the mansion, An Rong stayed in Yifeng Pavilion, thinking about Zhao Minglang's words over and over again, but couldn't help herself, and couldn't immediately go to Ah Qi's side to see how he was doing.This feeling of helplessness and worry swept An Rong. He walked to the desk and forced himself to copy a copybook, but with the pen in his hand, he only wrote two or three characters in half an hour.

Fortunately, things went smoothly, and the results will be evident in three days.That morning, when the sky was still gray, Liang Rufeng was personally delivered by the emperor's servant, Eunuch An, to deliver the decree, announcing him to have an audience with the palace.

An Rong was standing beside Liang Rufeng at that time, this man visibly trembled when he stood up, as smart as him, he probably knew that it was not auspicious to deliver the decree at this time, but he must have never expected such a big disaster.

"I'll go back as soon as I go." Liang Rufeng's comforting words, but An Rong's heart was like a mirror, this person probably won't come back.

As soon as he left, An Rong started to pack his things and prepared to leave here.When he was about to leave, he saw Mrs. Liang standing in front of her. She was dressed in a full dress, and she was more beautiful than ever. It was obvious that she had dressed up deliberately.

"I heard people coming from the palace." Wang Minjun laughed, and a shocking poignancy appeared on his cheeks in an instant, "When I married him, I meant it sincerely..."

An Rong heard her say this sentence once, and now that she heard it again, she finally understood the sadness hidden in these words.She also said that Liang Jinfeng was more like a younger brother to her. Only then did An Rong understand that from the beginning to the end, this woman only pretended to be Liang Rufeng in her heart.The love affair with her brother-in-law might just be her way of revenge on her husband.

"Ma'am, take care." An Rong pursed her lips, and finally said only this sentence.

"He finally belongs to me alone." He muttered to himself, as if in an idiot.

An Rong didn't look at the sad and disfigured woman in front of her again, turned and left.He had entered the Liang Mansion less than half a year ago, except for the people in the mansion who had seen him, no one else knew about it. He entered in a muddle and came out innocently. No one would know about this past, and he was able to escape.But Wang Minjun is different, she is the wife of Liang Rufeng Mingmei, who is married with gongs and drums, and she is married with ten miles of red makeup, everyone knows.Liang Rufeng has fallen from the horse, and she will soon be labeled as the wife of a rebellious minister. How can she get away?Besides, her heart was probably dead.

I don't know how Taifu Shen told the emperor, but it must have been thoughtful and earnest. In just one day, Liang's mansion was ransacked, and soldiers surrounded the whole mansion. Circle after circle around the mansion, Mrs. Liang hanged herself from the beam under her best attire; the mad widow made a big fuss, knocked her head on the ancient well, gurgling blood, and died.

The Liang Mansion, which has been prosperous for more than ten years, has become a dilapidated place for the street people to watch and stop in the blink of an eye, and it may become a topic of conversation for them in the future.

An Rong never saw Liang Rufeng again. I heard that he committed suicide by taking poison in prison in a few days. As for the concubine Liang Gui who loved the harem, I heard that she was thrown into the cold palace, and I heard that she still loves her undiminished. There are different opinions, true and false. Holidays are not so important anymore.An Rong looked up at the sky, he had endured the humiliation for so many years, and finally he was relieved.

After Liang's mansion was copied, all the Liang family's properties in Guangling City were destroyed overnight. The teahouse on Sajin Street, the silk and satin shop on Yuchun Lane, the garment shop on Yulin Street... and of course, Pingkang. The Changchun Courtyard.

The people in the restaurant walked and fled all night, Aunt Mei was a madam, so naturally she couldn't escape, a large group of officers and soldiers came, and captured many young servants, maids and slaves, An Rong stood in the crowd, unloading the usual clothes. With a fake face made of rouge and a long blue cloth gown, from now on there will be no more young ladies in this world, only An Rong.

Aunt Mei, who was shoved forward by the officers and soldiers, glanced at the crowd, until she had taken a few steps forward, and glanced back from time to time. Sure enough——Among the crowd, An Rong saw a man wearing a bamboo hat Ouyang Li.

Tracking all the way, there are some things that must be resolved.

In the dense forest, Ouyang Li stopped, and his voice was thick and thick, startling the birds.

Ouyang Li turned around slowly, without a trace of surprise on his face. With his hand hidden in his sleeve, he pinched the flying dart, "I still remember your taste today. Although it was only once, I was ecstasy..." His eyes were blurred, as if intoxicated by illusory memories Li, the hand in the sleeve slowly raised...

In the blink of an eye, the dart was like a flying sword, stabbing straight at An Rong's throat, An Rong dodged sideways, a gash was cut in the neck, bloodshot faintly.

With the sword out of its sheath, An Rong ran straight towards Ouyang Li. After more than ten rounds of fighting, the two of them exhausted their energy. An Rong propped his hands back and sat on the ground. A silver needle pierced Ouyang Li's throat.Keep one hand, this is what his father often said when he was alive, and An Rong always kept it in his heart.

An Rong got up and walked towards Ouyang Li, intending to check what else was on him, but took out a letter from his lapel——

"The Liang Mansion is in decline, and the way back is cut off. I hope you will stay away from right and wrong, and cherish it. Meiru's perfect writing."

Meiru... I heard that Meiru, the top oiran in the city that never sleeps, was called Meiru more than ten years ago. She was born with a rabbit face, a jade nose, and a water snake waist. Her voice was like an oriole, and the qin tune played by her slender hands was like the melodious and long hollow footnotes. After a year, she went into hiding, and the world only regarded her as a good husband and child.

An Rong sneered, the infatuated woman strayed into the Firework Alley, was rescued by someone, secretly promised, she transformed into a madam.This was supposed to be a play programmed in the play, but it really happened yesterday, or last year, last life...

The paper letter was thrown into the dense forest without a trace, An Rong walked out step by step with injured steps.I wonder if there are rapeseed flowers in Qingping Town?If there is, it should be the time when the ground is golden——

Ma'am, I'm back.

The author has something to say:

Finally finished! ! !

Xiao Gong is about to become stronger! ! !Alas, the most cruel □□ is coming soon (crying and chirping

Everyone should have noticed Mei Ru, she is Aunt Mei, she likes the big boss Ouyang Li, this is why she always matches An Rong and Ah Qi.Hehehe, it counts as an assist