Seeing Wanyan Yuan's loss of composure, Wanyan Liang's eyes flashed a smugness, but he quickly concealed it, and hurriedly said: "Let's put Taoyao's matter aside first, and let's talk about your other crisis."
"What crisis?" Wanyan Yuan asked subconsciously, short of breath and his mind was in a mess.
"Wei... King!" Wanyan Liang said two words slowly, and Wanyan Yuan's expression changed drastically.
Noticing the change in the other party's face, Wan Yanliang continued: "The current crown prince died young and has no other sons, so King Wei can be said to be the only heir to the throne. Unfortunately, as far as I know, the relationship between you and King Wei Not harmonious."
"It's not just a lack of harmony, it's simply incompatible!" ∞∞∞, ￠.♂★.≈Wan Yanyuan smiled wryly, "I don't know what's going on, but that kid has targeted me in various ways for the past few years, I can't bear it anymore Only then did we fight back, and you have seen our relationship one after another."
"That's why I said he is another crisis." Wan Yanliang sighed, and said worriedly, "Actually, the emperor's health is not very good. If you are lucky enough, you might be able to make it to the emperor... Hehe, to be specific I won't go into details, as long as you understand what I mean. It's a pity that once the new emperor ascends the throne, you still have only one end to die."
Wan Yanyuan's expression changed a lot, he didn't understand these principles, but he always took chances in the past, but now Wan Yanliang completely shattered his illusions, and finally realized that his situation was so dangerous.
Wan Yanyuan suddenly stood up and knelt down in front of Wan Yanliang: "I also hope that my elder brother will save my brother's life." Speaking up, he is indeed Wanyan Yuan's older brother.
Wan Yanliang showed a look of surprise on purpose, and hurried to help him: "King Chang Sheng, what are you doing, get up quickly."
"If elder brother doesn't save me, I won't be able to live anyway, so I might as well kneel and die here." Wanyan Yuan was determined and looked at the other party earnestly.
"Aren't you embarrassing me?" Wan Yanliang smiled wryly.
"If elder brother can help me tide over the crisis, I will definitely repay this kindness and virtue, younger brother." Wan Yanyuan noticed that his tone had softened, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.
Wan Yanliang stared: "Am I the kind of person who is greedy for something in return?"
Wan Yanyuan hastily explained: "It's my younger brother who made a slip of the tongue, please don't mind my elder brother."
"Forget it," Wan Yanliang sighed deliberately, "Just now you gave me such a generous gift, as the saying goes, you don't get paid for nothing, so I'll give you an idea. As for whether I can help you, it's up to you." Your good luck."
"I also ask elder brother to advise me." Wanyan Yuanxi said.
"Get up first and then talk." Wan Yanliang stretched out his hand to help Wan Yan Yuan up, hesitated for a while, as if thinking about how to speak, Wan Yan Yuan held his breath, and dared not speak, for fear of disturbing his train of thought.
After a long period of silence, Wan Yanliang finally said quietly: "Do you still remember what happened to Taizong Taizong back then?"
"Taizu Taizong?" Wanyan Yuan was startled, obviously not understanding what he meant.
"That's all I can say, you can think about the rest yourself." Wanyan Liang smiled slightly, ignored the other party's persuasion, got up and left, leaving Wanyan Yuan alone in the box in a daze.
"I understand!" I don't know how long later, Wanyan Yuan inside suddenly slapped the table, with a look of joy on his face, and his breathing became rapid: after the death of Taizu, the throne did not fall into the hands of Taizu's son On the contrary, it was inherited by my younger brother Taizong. Since there is this precedent, even if I do something by then, no one else can say anything!
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Although Song Qingshu was not in that box, he guessed exactly what happened in the box just by guessing, but now his mind is more on the oiran later.
"Should I ask her directly about the situation of the other princesses in Huanyiyuan later, or make indirect remarks..." Song Qingshu was very distressed. He didn't know what the fifth princess was thinking, although from an outsider's point of view, she should miss her homeland What, but after many years of suffering, who knows if she has accepted her fate now and is willing to be a slave of the Jinren? In case I asked her directly, and she turned around and sold the news to the Jin people, then Song Qingshu would have no time to cry.
And this matter is very important, even if the fifth princess did not betray, but she is a woman, and it is difficult for her to keep secrets. In case the news of her rescue of everyone is leaked, let alone these princesses of the Northern Song Dynasty, even Song Yuanqiao and the others do not need to be rescued. up.
After thinking about it, Song Qingshu still planned to wait and see what happened, first get in touch with the five princesses before deciding what to do.
The people in Qiuxiang Building got Chang Shengwang's instructions and enthusiastically led him the way. When they arrived at the door where the oiran was, Song Qingshu waved them away, took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
When Song Qingshu entered the door, he specially focused on the oiran, and when she heard someone coming in, her body trembled obviously.
"It seems that she hasn't completely fallen yet." Song Qingshu nodded secretly, but further contact is needed to make a final judgment.
After locking the door behind her, Song Qingshu swaggered towards her, and now the other party had no choice but to stand up and salute him: "I have seen the son-in-law."
"Oh? Do you recognize me?" Song Qingshu condescended to examine the woman in front of her. Under the candlelight, her fair skin seemed to be covered with a layer of crystal rouge. Her facial features were delicate and small, coupled with her faint willow-leaf eyebrows. She was born in a typical Jiangnan water town. The beauty that came out.
"Mother Zhang came to pass the message just now, and this concubine knows that the one who will serve tonight is the son-in-law." The oiran replied slowly, her voice was soft and sweet, gentle and moving.
"What's your name?" Song Qingshu casually pulled a stool and sat down.
The oiran hesitated for a moment, but finally replied: "My concubine's boudoir name is Fu Jin."
"Zhao Fujin?" Song Qingshu frowned when he heard that, "That name is really ugly."
He was puzzled, logically speaking, she was born in the royal family, why would she have such a vulgar name? But after he thought about it, he soon felt relieved. Those parents in the previous life didn't always give their daughters 'Xuan' and 'Zi'. It's not that I have to laugh at the vulgarity a few times.
Hearing the strong sense of ridicule in Song Qingshu's words, Huakui's brows showed a hint of anger, but after all, he lowered his head and hummed: "My son-in-law taught me the right lesson."
Looking at her lowered eyebrows, Song Qingshu frowned secretly. It seemed that years of life as a captive had smoothed her edges and corners, and he didn't know how much spirit she had left.
"I heard that you used to be a princess of the Northern Song Dynasty?" Song Qingshu asked tentatively.
The oiran couldn't see the slightest fluctuation on his face, and replied indifferently: "This is all passing by, and now the concubine is just a woman in a brothel."
"A brothel girl?" Song Qingshu snorted, "Speaking of which, have you received many customers?"
"Tonight is my first time receiving guests," Hua Kui subconsciously argued, but soon his expression darkened, "But this concubine is a disfigured body, and the previous experience is not much different from receiving guests."
Song Qingshu saw that her heart seemed to be ashamed, and it was difficult for him to get any information, so he decided to provoke her a little: "I heard that you were Cai Jing's daughter-in-law. Your husband's name is Cai Wei, right?"
"Cai Yu?" A look of reminiscence appeared on Hua Kui's face, and he immediately shook his head flatly, "I don't remember."
Song Qingshu frowned: "How could you even forget your husband's name?"
"Husband?" Oiran seemed to be stimulated, and suddenly became agitated, "What is a husband? A husband is a man who protects his wife. But what about him, when I was asked for by the Jin people, he didn't even dare to say a word. Say, what do I remember about such a useless and incompetent husband!"
"In the situation at that time, if he didn't say anything, your ending would not change." Song Qingshu couldn't help but persuade.
"Whether he has the ability to protect me is one thing, but whether he dares to protect me is another. What I need is his attitude!" Oiran's breathing became rapid, causing Su.'s chest to heave violently.
"Drink some water, the past is all over." Song Qingshu picked up the porcelain pot on the table and poured a glass of water for her.
There was a strange look in Hua Kui's eyes, but after taking the cup, he didn't drink directly, but just looked at him quietly like that.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but smiled: "Why do you look at me like this, is there a flower on my face?"
"You are different from other people from Jin Kingdom." Oiran realized that his eyes were a little rude, and hurriedly looked away, looked at the cup in his hand, and added in a low voice, "Also, this is wine. , not water."
"I really didn't notice this..." Song Qingshu was embarrassed, he was all focused on how to find her to find out about other princesses, and he didn't expect to make such a low-level mistake.
"Other people from the Kingdom of Jin are so vulgar. When they see me..." Huakui's delicate body couldn't stop trembling, and she took a sip of wine in a hurry, and a blush soon appeared on her cheeks. Maybe it was the effect of alcohol. Finally slowly stabilized, "Other people will only rush towards me when they see me, but you are different, you will chat with me, and... and you will be shy." At the end, the corners of her lips even There was a faint smile.
This is so embarrassing!
Song Qingshu didn't expect that he hunted geese all day long, but was pecked in the eyes by geese, and his face suddenly became ugly.
In order to regain the momentum, Song Qingshu hugged her into his arms and snorted heavily: "Since you like to be direct and rough, then don't blame me."
The oiran didn't expect him to change so much before and after, and after a cry of surprise, he found that the whole person had sat in his arms, his expression darkened for a while, but soon restored his smile: "The concubine belongs to my lord tonight, my lord Why worry about it?"