Colleagues of Zhang Liang [comprehensive] Mu Liangqing

Zhang Liang recalled afterwards that there were actually only a handful of times when Han Fei was lonely, and that night was exactly what Zhang Liang remembered the most.Because the emotions that fell into the soil were like a flash in the pan, and disappeared the next day.

This will give people the illusion that Han Fei has no conscience and no humanity, as if there is nothing to worry about.Even if the sky is falling, it still looks like that.

Zhang Liang had known him for a long time, so he naturally knew that these were just appearances. He was just admiring while being puzzled. Han Fei's ability to sort out his emotions had reached its peak.

This made him sigh again, how many unknown stories are hidden behind that calm face?

Han Fei's trip is to "Shizhangyuan", which is quite far away, seven or eight days away from Xinzheng.

"My trip is not to find the truth, but to find evidence." He said.

After reading the file, he was sure that the queen had poisoned the first prince, and let Wenmei be a scapegoat for ten years, and was insulted by the people all over the world for ten years.This kind of crime of framing and inverting black and white is naturally heinous.But to convict, there needs to be solid evidence, especially if the object is a queen.

Zhang Liang asked: "Shizhangyuan has something to do with the queen?"

Han Fei shook his head, "There is no absolute connection." He looked into the distance, "That is the hometown of the eunuch who was beheaded back then."

Zhang Liang vaguely guessed his intention, "Brother Han intends to invite him to testify?"

Han Fei hummed, "If he's still alive."

Zhang Liang weighed for a moment, then expressed his concern: "However, in order to cover up his crimes for the empress, he did not hesitate to give up his hands. He must have been very sincere to her. In the past so many years, it may be difficult for him to come forward to testify against the former benefactor. and......"

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Han Fei said, "But it's okay to say."

Zhang Liang continued: "Furthermore, the fourth son said that the skin that has been exposed to the poison will turn purple and black. The eunuch was beheaded, and he must have cast the poison with his own hands. If he came forward to testify, wouldn't he be the one to testify?" Own?"

Han Fei also thought of this, "Zifang, this sentence is on point." He squinted his eyes and looked at the white sun above his head, "We have no choice. Ten years have passed, and the people involved in this matter, except There is only one queen. As long as he is still alive, I will definitely try it."

Zhang Liang looked at him, thought hard, and came up with an idea, "Perhaps, if we can guarantee that he will be safe after testifying, he should think about it."

Han Fei looked at him sideways and nodded, "I hope."

After speaking, he whipped and left.Zhang Liang's horse didn't admit defeat, took a few steps on the ground, and kept up.

Along the way, the two sometimes rode their horses and galloped, sometimes stopped to rest, or found a teahouse, fed the good horses, and recharged their energy before going on the road.

Because of the unknown kiss the night before, when the case was not discussed, there was always some embarrassment between the two of them.

To be precise, Han Fei was still as usual, but Zhang Liang seemed preoccupied.

He knew in his heart that Han Fei lost control yesterday, one was stimulated by the case, and the other was to force him away, there was no earth-shattering reason.Unexpectedly, he, a person with an extremely thin skin, should have retreated and avoided, but he followed up this morning.

Now that the precept of being thin-skinned has been broken, he simply talked about it, and quickly turned the page, so as to restore the status of brothers and friends.

"I didn't worry about what happened last night, and I hope Brother Han will not have any knots in his heart."

After much deliberation, this sentence is still the most appropriate.

At that time they were drinking tea in the tea shed, Zhang Liang looked at the calm tea and tried his best to calm himself to say this sentence.

Han Fei on the opposite side of the square table held a porcelain bowl with a broken corner, took a sip, and said slowly: "Zifang, Zifang, when will you be in front of me, and you have to learn the tricks of vain and submissive?"

He has always looked like this, idle and indifferent, as if talking about other people's affairs.

This made Zhang Liang look a little clumsy, "Why did Brother Han say that?"

"Since you said you didn't take it to heart, why are you still uneasy, lowered your head and lowered your eyebrows for a while before talking to me?"

Zhang Liang is indeed still a beginner when it comes to concealing his emotions.When Dudu helped Ximen Yan escape, he learned from Ji Wuye without a teacher.After that, no matter how perfect he thought he was, Han Fei could always see through it at a glance.

Zhang Liang was still staring at the teacup in front of him, as if a flower could bloom on it.

Han Fei glanced at his troubled face, and asked with ulterior motives: "Will yesterday be an important day for Ovary?"

Zhang Liang looked up in astonishment, and repeated his question.

Han Fei supported his head with one hand, and his eyes were shining with strange light, "To me, yesterday is very important. I will always keep it in my heart, and I don't plan to take it down."

Zhang Liang was startled, flustered for a while, and hurriedly lowered his head, "I don't know..."

He was answering the previous question.

It's "don't know", not "unimportant".

Someone who was always easy to be satisfied was very happy. He helped the person opposite him to fill up the tea. He looked calm on the surface, but his heart was trembling, "Have tea."

Han Fei knew how to proceed step by step. After that, he didn't mention this matter again for a few days. He just pretended that nothing happened and chatted, feeling uncomfortable.

Once when he stayed in the inn, there was only one room left, so he shared a bed with Zhang Liang shamelessly, and with a wave of his cape, he made the floor bunk by himself, and fell asleep.

It made Zhang Liang quite distressed.In fact, this matter fell on others, he should have seen it clearly.Han Fei kissed him forcefully, but instead of being annoyed, he hurriedly chased him out.The body had already made a choice when he was confused, but the authorities were confused, and he himself hadn't figured it out yet.

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It has been eight days since we arrived at Shizhangyuan.The autumn sun hangs high, and the westerly wind is getting stronger. The common people are busy with hoes on the ridges of the fields, and chat among the rice paddies.Shizhangyuan occupies a rather narrow area, only a small town that is not very prosperous, and two or three villages with sparse houses.

The two had just arrived, facing the bewildered and desolate Shizhangyuan, they didn't know how to find the eunuch.Later, Han Fei's mind flashed, and he wandered to a teahouse, only to hear a few gossips.

People in the world say that you can't talk about people's faults in small talk. Obviously, this is just what a decent gentleman requires of himself.Among ordinary people, right and wrong is the best thing to pass the time.

After spending four Wen and an afternoon, Han Fei heard good news.After all, a man without hands is still very attractive.

"His surname is Jiang. I forget his real name. Everyone calls him 'Jiang Si'. He is a poor man. There was a famine 20 years ago, and his father sold him into the palace for half a bag of grain. Good job." The man has no descendant roots and becomes a sacrificial person."

An old man with white beard and hair sighed.

Han Fei asked him for tea money, and he felt that he was kind and told everything he knew.

"I don't know what happened later, I suddenly made a mistake and offended the master of the palace. When I came back, both palms were gone, my wrists were as big as a hornet's nest, and my face was covered with dirt from the dead. color, almost lost his life."

Han Fei asked again: "Then is he still alive?"

"Of course it is." The old man nodded, "There is only one elder brother left in his family. Although his sister-in-law has a bad temper and can't tolerate him as a cripple, she drove him out of the house repeatedly. But his elder brother still couldn't bear it and gave him another We built a thatched hut and went to visit him every now and then."

"Then what does he do for a living?"

The old man weighed his beard, his eyes suddenly proud, "Selling characters."

Yes, sell words.

During those years when Jiang Si was with the queen, half of his work was reading letters for her.The queen always likes to appear knowledgeable and reasonable in front of outsiders, and the king of Han also likes her, and often praises her beautiful and powerful handwriting, but most of these words are from Jiang Si's hand.

It was only later that he became disabled and had no other ability to make ends meet, so he began to practice calligraphy with a pen in his mouth.After practicing for more than a year, I found a way to sell it in small towns.

After listening to the old man talk for half an afternoon, Han Fei asked where Jiang Si lived.

It was still dark that night, taking advantage of the last rays of the setting sun, we knocked on the door of the hut together with Zhang Liang.

"Who is knocking at the door?" A shrill voice came from inside the room.

"I'm from another place. I'm passing through your place and I want to borrow a bowl of water." Han Fei replied loudly, deliberately hoarse to highlight his hunger and thirst.

"The humble house is simple and poor, so we can't entertain guests." Jiang Si was very wary.

Han Fei said again: "It's okay, just give me a bowl of water."

There was silence for a while, the wooden door suddenly opened, Jiang Si stepped out of the threshold, and said expressionlessly: "The robber came to the wrong place, and I don't have a penny in my house."

His cuffs were indeed empty, but there was a fist-sized iron hook tied to his wrist, presumably for the convenience of holding things.

Zhang Liang smiled lightly at him, "Your Excellency misunderstood, our brothers are not robbers."

Jiang Si's eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to stare a hole in his face, "Brother? There are so many differences in appearance, who is the father and who is the mother?"

Han Fei shrugged apologetically, and said, "Your Excellency has good eyesight. We are indeed not biological brothers, but just a compliment."

Seeing that the two of them had kind faces and were quite honest, Jiang Si stood aside and let them in.

The thatched hut is indeed very simple, with a bed, a table and a bench, and no other furniture.

Jiang Si's temper is not very good, perhaps because he can't let go of his guard against strangers, his tone has always been sharp, "If you want to drink cold water, go to the water tank, and if you want to drink hot water, go to the kitchen to boil it yourself."

He raised his arm and pointed towards the shed next to the hut.A small stove was built in the shed, and a rusty pot was placed on top of the stove. It seemed that it hadn't been used for a while.

Han Fei's trip was a cliché, so he naturally had to be cheeky and stay longer, so he rolled up his sleeves and went to boil water, "It's cold these days, so it's better to drink hot water." After a pause, he said, "Don't worry, my lord Money and water money will be counted with you later."

Zhang Liang stood with his hands down, curious about what Han Fei would say later.By the way, learn a few tricks, maybe you can use them in the future.

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