Zheng Xian drank a lot of wine today, and fought with a group of guys from the criminal department. Xie Yilu waited impatiently, since he and Liao Jixiang had that small courtyard, he didn't want to stay outside for a long time.
The noisy gambling lasted until midnight, when the group broke up, Xie Yilu wanted to leave, but Zheng Mi pulled him to sit on two chairs side by side, and said drunkenly, "Is there someone in the room?"
Xie Yilu was startled: "Huh?"
"Look at you out of your mind!" Zheng Mi teased with a smile, he was really drunk, limply slumped on the chair, that graceful and graceful figure was extremely beautiful, but Xie Yilu was absent-minded and didn't catch the eye.
"That day..." Zheng Xiao raised his head and closed his eyes and said, "You ran out, and Liao Jixiang was looking for you."
He was talking about the day Gong Nian entered the city, Xie Yilu immediately straightened his back: "Looking for me?"
"Don't be afraid," Zheng Mi waved his hand at him, "You don't know Liao Jixiang, he won't do anything to you." He slightly opened his eyelids and glanced at Xie Yilu, "He remembers you because he values you. Your honesty," he said, grinning, "but you are already mine."
He seemed to be very happy because of this, Xie Yilu stared at him in fear, since the civil unrest subsided, Zheng Mi has been a little depressed, Tu Yao said that he was displeased by Gong Nian's face-sweeping in public.
"Liao Jixiang..." He recalled the name again, Xie Yilu felt like sitting on pins and needles, and heard him say intoxicated, "You saw it that day too, that is Master Guan!"
Xie Yilu forced himself to be calm, he knew that Zheng Mi couldn't think of the relationship between him and Liao Jixiang, no one thought of it, it was too shocking, too deviant, no one would believe it if he said it.
"But you don't know," Zheng Mi approached mysteriously, talking drunkenly, "He's still Empress Guanyin, softened, like water..."
Xie Yilu frowned.
"If I were a 'man'," Zheng Mi said, reeking of alcohol, "if I could sleep with him once, this life would be worth it."
Xie Yilu stared at him, shocked and angrily, pressing his palms on the table, almost slapping. Zheng Mi was intoxicated by his own words, didn't notice any strangeness in him, and said to himself: "But no one has such a good fortune," he shook his head, "Even Long Live..."
"Long Live Lord?" Xie Yilu's hand holding the table softened, trembling slightly.
"Long Live Lord." Zheng Mi suppressed a smirk and covered his mouth with one hand, as if revealing some shocking secret.
"Ha," Xie Yilu was so horrified that he laughed instead, "If Lord Long Live fell in love with him, how could he be willing to go to Gansu? Isn't this nonsense?"
The drunken Zheng Mi didn't look like a big slut at all, just like a small man in the market, he grabbed Xie Yilu's sleeve carelessly: "Liao Jixiang has a fan face, which is inscribed by the imperial pen himself..."
He mentioned the face of the fan, but for a moment, Xie Yilu thought of the unbearable love affair, the shaking Duobaoge, the sandalwood fan box that fell, the fan was thrown away by a corner, and the inscription on it was...
"When fish and water meet, the sun meets the wind and the cloud." Sure enough, Zheng Mi said so.
It's true, Xie Yilu clenched his hands tightly, who is the "fish" and who is the "water"? Who is that "wind", and who is that "cloud"!
"He still has a spare badge," Zheng Xi said with his rippling beautiful eyes, slurring his speech due to drunkenness, "the white jade one, it is said that Long Live Lord even injured his hand with a carving knife, and the engraving is 'Golden Sable Honored Guest' ( 9)."
Xie Yilu closed his eyes suddenly, his heart was full of wounds.
At this time, a little eunuch came up to Tong Bing and murmured something into Zheng Mian's ear. Zheng Mian yelled at him impatiently: "There is nothing to be avoided for a little girl in the weaving bureau, tell him to come up!"
Ruan Tian came up after a while, and she was not surprised to see Xie Yilu, but her expression was a little unnatural, and she said awkwardly to Zheng Mi that she wanted to borrow money.
Zheng Mi asked him with a smile: "I have plenty of money, what do you give for it?"
Ruan Tian didn't make any detours, and said straightforwardly, "There is nothing to exchange."
Zheng Mi squeezed his temples, and looked at him impatiently: "Let's do it," he slapped his thigh, "You hang out with Liao Jixiang all day long, and if you expose him, I'll give you a hundred taels."
One hundred taels is not a big amount, but Ruan Tian is short, and Xie Yilu also knows that he is short. He has a blind wife waiting to be raised.
"For example," Zheng Xian held the hangover soup brought by his servants, narrowing his eyes and shaking, "who does he have contact with in private, what does he like, what does he hate..."
Ruan Tian glanced at Xie Yilu at this time, as if she had some deep meaning.
"Even if it's his feet that stink!" Zheng Mi said, he was amused, and seemed to be drunk, "or...does he have a date?"
As soon as these words came out, Xie Yilu immediately bowed his head guiltyly, and Zheng Mi became more excited: "What kind of woman does he like, tell me, I'll give you one thousand taels!"
Ruan Tian looked at Xie Yilu coldly, as if gouging his face with a knife, Zheng Mi noticed his gaze and kicked Xie Yilu's calf: "You go back first."
Xie Yilu didn't want to leave, but he couldn't, he stood up bowed, feeling uneasy, Ruan Tian said firmly, "No."
Zheng Mian put down the soup and looked at him with his arms propped up.
"Our duke doesn't like women," Ruan Tian said.
What he said was correct, but Xie Yilu's face turned red "shua". Zheng Mian couldn't hear the implication of his words, after thinking about it for a while, he believed it: "Well, he is so lonely."
Yes, no one will doubt Liao Jixiang's abstinence, after all, he is the "Master Guan" who went to the meeting alone, and the "Guanyin" who is immovable and unbreakable. Xie Yilu was really about to say goodbye, and came down from the hall with mixed feelings. Tu Yao, who was opposite, came in hurriedly with two fans, holding a stack of papers in his hand. speak out.
Zheng Mi gave Ruan Tian fifty taels to send him away, then leaned on the chair and asked Tu Yao lazily, "What's the matter?"
"The people around us need to check." Tu Yao handed the stack of papers to Zheng Mi, but his eyes followed Xie Yilu who had walked away all the way. Then turn around and go out.
"Are you looking for him?" Zheng Mian lowered his voice.
Check it out, Tu Yao's people have been following Xie Yilu for a while, that kid Kui Ye entered the weaving bureau, but he didn't report it: "From today, everyone has to check."
Zheng Mi gave him a hard look: "Cha Ren, you asked me first."
After finishing speaking, he unfolded the stack of paper in his hand, densely packed with small letters, there were about ten pages: "It gives me a headache just looking at it," he slapped the paper on the table, "Tell me about it."
"It was torn from the Zhengyang Gate," Tu Yao stood there, looking at Zheng Mi's sickly look, and thinking of Liao Jixiang who raised his arms that day, he felt dark in his heart, "It should be Yong The society did it, counted the Duke Du's twenty 'crimes' in detail, and I had someone check them, and they were all on every city gate, and they were all placed overnight."
Zheng Mi sipped the soup, as if he didn't take it seriously: "There are too many people scolding me, let them go!"
"But here," Tu Yao pointed to the fresh ink marks on the paper, "Several of them are confidential matters, and people who are not close friends have no way of knowing, Duke Du, there are people around me!"
Zheng Mi stopped drinking the soup, raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "The person next to me is you, isn't it?"
After all, he laughed out loud, Tu Yao was really annoyed, and said angrily, "Now is not the time to joke!"
"Okay, in Nanjing, I can't hold back anything." Zheng Mi stood up and patted him on the shoulder affectionately, "I asked you to prepare a gift for Gong Nian, have you prepared it?"
Tu Yao's face darkened and he remained silent. Zheng Mi kicked him lightly: "Are you ready?"
"He has meritorious deeds, the superior transferred him to Beijing, he should prepare the meeting ceremony himself, and we still take care of his business?"
"After all, we saved our lives," Zheng Mi smiled. "Besides, it's not like we're never in contact with each other." He reminded solemnly, "Be careful."
Tu Yao felt that there was something in his words, but he couldn't figure it out, so he nodded reluctantly.
Meazza almost knocked open the door of Jintang's room, and closed the door behind his back. He scolded his mother angrily. Jintang was lying on the bed, and his side injury was still not healed. Seeing him groaning, he forced himself to sit up .
"He bought a yard outside, you know!" Meazza paced back and forth in front of the bed.
Jintang lifted the quilt and got down slowly: "Duke?"
"It's in Santiao Alley, Xi'an Gate!"
"That's not..." Jin Tang went to Xie Yilu's house.
"He let that kid cheat miserably!"
Jintang clutched his wound and poured tea for Meazza: "The Duke has a sense of proportion..."
"He hasn't come back for several nights!"
Jintang's hand shaking while holding the tea, he couldn't tell what it was like, the better Liao Jixiang and Xie Yilu were, the more lonely he looked: "Xie Yilu is not a dishonest person."
"He's serious?" Meazza stared at him viciously, his eyes seemed to be breathing fire, "He's serious, he tricks people into bed!" Tea, "I'll kill him."
Jintang glanced at him and sighed: "If you kill him, Duke Du will blame you for the rest of your life."
Meazza stared at him blankly, as if frightened.
"Grand Du has never been happy in his life, and you killed him for just such a happy one."
"But I..." Meazza was unwilling, "When I think about the dirty things that bastard does to him every night, I can't stand it!"
"Can you do that?" Jin Tang asked frivolously, as if he was questioning, but also as a reminder, "If you can't do it, don't think about it."
Meazza couldn't do it, but he still couldn't help thinking: "He's so stupid," he was talking about Liao Jixiang, "who would be sincere to a eunuch, he would give his heart and soul to others!"
These words hurt Jintang deeply, he was stunned, and Qu Feng's words were circling in his mind repeatedly: What kind of identity do you think you are, you are an eunuch!
Liao Jixiang was also a eunuch, but someone lied to him, and as for himself, he didn't even have anyone who was willing to deceive him.
"...Tang... Jintang!" Meazza put down his tea, stood up, and saw that something was wrong with Jintang, "What's wrong with you, you're in a daze."
Jintang looked at him sluggishly, and smiled: "It's okay, my ribs hurt."
Meazza really thought that his wound was hurting, and helped him to lie down on the bed: "The Ministry of War has brought up the matter of the civil uprising." He pulled the quilt to cover him, "That Qu Feng, put a whole basin of shit in the bed." Lord Duchess."
Jintang grabbed his hand, not knowing whether it was Qu Feng or Liao Jixiang who was worried.
"It's okay," Meazza patted his hand, "the sky is falling, and the ancestors will support it."
(9) Golden sable honored guests: The official hats of military eunuchs in the Han Dynasty were decorated with gold pendants and mink tails, so the word "sable pendants" was used to refer to eunuchs.