Shengjing Conspiracy

General's Mansion, main hall.

He secretly glanced at Wen Youqing who was in the main seat, and then silently glanced at the group of old men in the guest seats, each of them was older than the other, and the white beard could be cut off to weave a piece of cloth to make clothes.

"My lords, I haven't seen you for a long time, so be polite." Wen Youqing put down the cup in his hand, stood up and saluted all the old men, his facial expressions and demeanor were so respectful that no one could fault it.

The old man sitting here watched his heart, his nose, his nose, and his heart. Among the crowd, he seemed a bit indifferent as if he lived alone on the cloud, and no one paid attention to him.

Wen Youqing smiled wryly at the behavior of the old men, thinking that they are all old goblins who have survived the ups and downs of the officialdom for decades, and he can't envy them for their calmness.

But now is not the time to be calm!

Thinking that his Brother Yun was still alive or dead, and that there were still people doing things in the palace, Wen Youqing became as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, unable to sit still at all.

Thinking of this, Xiaoqing didn't want to lose face, he coughed a few times, and his small eyes drifted to the long-bearded old man beside him, his eyes were extremely doggy.

The long-bearded old man—an old pedant in the Hanlin Academy who was notorious for not engaging in intrigue and only devoted himself to learning, Li Peien Li had a chill in his back.

"Mr. Li, you see that the situation is now a foregone conclusion. Do you have any ideas?" Wen Youqing, who knew that he couldn't handle these old men, decisively threw the blame on Mr. Li.

As his old boss, old mentor, and grandfather's old friend, Mr. Li, please take care of him, and the smelly and shameless little bastard Wen Youqing thought about it truthfully.

Li Laoyou, who was pushed out to be a gunman, glanced at Wen Youqing with resentment, sighed deeply, turned to look at the other old men present, and said helplessly: "Don't pretend, if you really don't want to, then come and do it." Well?"

All the old men raised their heads almost at the same time, and stared straight at Mr. Li, as if they were accusing the other party of not following the scheming script.

Mr. Li, who hadn't had any face-to-face for a long time, was fearless, and said righteously with his hands behind his back: "Everyone is here." He was a literati with arrogance.

All the old men, including the young man Wen Youqing and An Yi, looked at him in astonishment. He came here for everything. Is it really okay for you, a Confucian, to tell you the reason for being such a rascal? !

"Li Pei'en, you are really thick-skinned." The old man sitting next to Mr. Li said.

Mr. Li glanced at him, "You're polite, it's as thick as Mr. Cheng Rooster, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs."

Master Hubu Shangshu Cheng: "..." Is this old man going to fight!

Wen Youqing, who was listening to gossip with An Yigou, snickered secretly. No one in the court knew that Mr. Cheng, Minister of the Household Department, was a famous iron cock. Provoke hate.

"Heh!" Literati Mr. Li, who has never lost a bickering, sneered, "Not much to say, you have been in the court for many years, and you must have a lot of students and followers. Not to mention big fights, it's okay to move your fingers a little."

"My lords, don't worry about the risks. The people who deliver the news will be arranged by me. I will absolutely guarantee your lords' lives." Wen Youqing approached with a shy smile, so that those who wanted to refuse had no intention of refusing.

"If we don't agree, are you going to start 'threatening'?" Mr. Cheng glanced at Ansan Xiaowu who was hiding in the dark, and the old god was there to pick up the tea and sip, "Hmph, boy Wen You are a little worse than your grandfather, but this courage is [-]% resigned, and I will help you with this matter."

Being discovered by an old man who doesn't know martial arts, An San Xiao Wu's dignity as a martial arts practitioner was severely hit, and a melancholy atmosphere quietly permeated the corner.

I don't want to look at them at all, it's embarrassing for the dark guard.

With Mr. Cheng and Mr. Li leading the charge, the other old men had no scruples and agreed to help.

"Your Excellency, I would like to thank you for your help." Wen Youqing saluted again, stood up straight and said, "It seems that all of you adults have some understanding of the situation in the court, and Shang Lanyun's ascension to the throne is a foregone conclusion that cannot be changed, but we You can get something else."

Master Cheng put down his cup and looked at him with a frown, "Boy Wen, it's not a good thing to be too courageous. Are you crazy to negotiate terms with the emperor?"

"Master Cheng, it would be crazy for me to talk about it alone, but I went with the adults." Wen Youqing blinked, "With the adults accompanying me, then I should call it bullying."

All the old men: "..." It is not impossible to say that it is a fox pretending to be a tiger.

An An dragged An San Xiao Wu out of the corner, and the three of them met each other and deserted.

Xiao Wu looked at Wen Youqing from a distance, his eyes were full of reverence for cultural people, and he sighed: "Madam really likes the old man."

He secretly turned his face to look at him three times, his eyes were strange.

Xiao Wuyi trembled, "What did I say wrong?"

An San patted his unsightly head, "It's nothing, just tell us what you just said, don't tell the madam and the general."

Xiao Wu tilted his head, "Baa~ okay."

An Yi also rubbed the little fool's head, "Is there any news from the general?"

When it came to this topic, the faces of the three of them were a little heavy, and they sighed secretly, "The general has never seen any dirty tricks, maybe he was delayed this time, Madam invited Xuan Yiwei to help, everything will be fine .”

"Madam has worked hard this time." An San whispered, he and Xiao Wu were ordered by Jing Yun to protect Wen Youqing's safety, so naturally they knew something that others didn't.

For example, he knew that since the general's tracking Gu came back, the candle lamp in the madam's room had never been extinguished at night.

"Isn't it?" An Yi rubbed his hands together, "These old men are more powerful than each other, and Madam can still maintain this look of being able to do everything well."

The three of them were aggressive, while Wen Youqing had already made a preliminary plan with the old men.

Wen Youqing looked at Mr. Li, "Mr. Li, you have the most students, and you don't let the students do anything else, just go to restaurants and teahouses more, and it's best to write poems and lyrics to talk about government affairs."

Mr. Li smiled lightly and brushed his long beard, "Are you complaining for the crown prince? A tooth for a tooth?"

Wen Youqing smiled and waved her hands, "It's a matter of convenience, Mr. Cheng will be you next."

"Oh?"

"If Shang Lanyun wants to spend money, I still have to go from you." Wen Youqing's smile became worse, like a vixen full of evil intentions, "Please trouble Mr. Cheng to show his power and guard the money, and break Shang Lan Yun Cailu, even if he wants to do it, he has to restrain himself."

Mr. Cheng, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance of Iron Rooster, sneered three times, "Keeping money? I am a professional."

"You're right." Wen Youqing turned to look at the old man, "Master Minister of the Ministry of Industry, you are always the same as Lord Cheng, guard the arsenal of the Ministry of Industry, and don't let Shang Lanyun get it."

Mr. Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry is a short old man. He waved his hand when he heard this, "It's a big deal, it's a trivial matter."

With these words, Wen Youqing rest assured, and after all the old men finished their orders, Wen Youqing drank a glass of water dry-mouthed, and said again: "There are many things involved this time, and I will trouble you, my lords."

In fact, Wen Youqing knew in her heart that these old men didn't care who was sitting on the throne at all, and if they could have their current status, then no one could move casually.

Not to mention the entanglement between schools, just the teacher-student relationship, the relationship network of a few old men is terrifyingly vast, even the emperor has to be afraid.

That's why Wen Youqing came up with such a trick, pulling a few old men to confront Shang Lanyun, cutting off the other party's logistical supplies from the root.

One thing Wen Youqing didn't expect was that the old men were more talkative than he had imagined, and before he took a few tricks, the old men surrendered, which made him a little disappointed.

"Tch." Master Cheng smiled and got up and flattened the folds on his sleeves, "I'm fine, I'll go back first, boy Wen, if you have anything to do, just go to the house."

Sending off all the old men one by one, Wen Youqing didn't care about any gestures, and just slumped on the chair, exhausted.

Fighting wits and courage with a group of people, it is really not an easy task to please them.

Master Wen, who was working hard, took out the small bamboo tube from his arms, poked it angrily, and said angrily: "Tell me about you, I ran away when I needed you, and didn't come back to help!"

As he said that, he estimated the time, Xuan Yiwei had already set off for five days, and he should have met Jing Yun long ago, and he didn't know what the situation was like there.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, but for a while, Wen Youqing didn't know who to be angry with, so she could only sulk.

When Jing Yun comes back, don't even think about sleeping in his bed for a month.

Master Wen, who was so angry that his liver hurts, thought of it.

……

Thousands of miles away, Jing Yun squatted on a tree to hide his figure. He looked under the tree with a serious expression, and suddenly felt his nose itchy, and he sneezed out.

Fang Xu, who was squatting on the tree trunk on the other side of him, glared at him, Jing Yun rubbed his nose resentfully, wondering if Yan Yan was thinking about him.

Fang Xu stared at Jing Yun again, rolled his eyes helplessly at the sky, saw that no one was passing by under the tree, and whispered: "You miss Wen Youqing so much, why don't you go back first? There's nothing wrong here. "

Xuanyiwei is the emperor's secret service organization, and there are not many secrets that can be kept from them. He also knows something about Jing Yun and Wen Youqing.

What's more, he didn't forget that it was Wen Youqing who asked him to find Jing Yun.

A frail scholar broke into the Xuanyi Guard alone, and Fang Xu recalled afterwards that he had to sigh that he was lonely and brave.

"Take care of this first." Jing Yun wiped his face, "I don't know what's going on in the capital, but Yan Yan must not be at a disadvantage against that lunatic Shang Lanyun."

"Your family Wen Youqing has a lot of skills, you should take care of yourself first." Fang Xu looked at his waist, there were faint water stains on the black fabric, "Is the injury on your waist okay?"

Jing Yun looked at it indifferently, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, a small injury."

Fang Xu: "..."

If he remembered correctly, when he first arrived, the injury was that a dagger completely sank into Jing Yun's body. If Xuan Yiwei hadn't arrived, Jing Yun might have confessed.

The two of them spoke without saying a word, when suddenly there was a rustling sound from under the tree, the two of them changed their expressions and stared at the tree cautiously.

As the sound got closer, several emaciated refugees walked into the sight of the two of them.

The two people on the tree looked at each other——

It's finally here!