That night, Tengbao was in front of Yuan Chonghuan again, holding a plate of wine and vegetables in his hand, and placed it in front of Yuan Chonghuan.
After a few days, Yuan Chonghuan has lost a lot of weight, and the clean prison clothes have become a little stained, but his eyes are still very energetic. Seeing this situation, he seems to understand something. He sat down cross-legged and faced him. Said: "Sit down."
Because there is something important today, Tengbao is wearing a decent official uniform. When he heard this, he hesitated and walked to the opposite side to sit down. But the ground was so dirty that the official uniform was not contaminated. After thinking about it, he took the coat off the outside. He took it off, folded it neatly, and put it in prison, and then sat down.
Yuan Chonghuan kept looking at me seriously, and when he saw him sitting down, he suddenly shook his head meaningfully and said, "You, you can live a long life."
"Really?" Tengbao looked up in surprise. In these messy years, longevity is a rare blessing, but Yuan Chonghuan's following words are very frustrating: "But it will continue to be mediocre."
"Mediocre?" He said bitterly: "Why, Lord Yuan."
Yuan Chonghuan laughed, picked up his chopsticks and started eating. He probably had been hungry for a long time, so he ate with relish for a long time. Then he put down his chopsticks and pointed to the official uniform of the **** and said, "This."
He looked sideways at the official uniform, and looked left and right, but he didn't see where the "banality" came from.
"When you talked to me last time, I told you that if I had a temperament like you, I would probably be just like you. It's nothing more than being a small official in the capital, right?" Yuan Chonghuan poured the wine on his own. He took a sip and said: "However, you are not me, and I am not you. Look, you are careful to look after your official clothes, lest you get dusted and be punished by the chief. With this temperament, you can't do what I do. ."
"Oh." Tengbao pondered for a moment, and then nodded cautiously: "Yes, you are right. It is true, even if I have the abilities of Lord Yuan, I don't have the guts of Lord Yuan." After a pause, he peeked into Yuan Chonghuan's. The expression on his face, the moonlight at this moment, reflected Yuan Chonghuan’s face. He has thick eyebrows, which looks like two black knives. What wrinkles is murderous, but when he is not moving, he is also very pierced. At this time, he drank alcohol. , The black knife became another thing, like a country road under the moonlight, reflecting the way home.
"Master Yuan..."
Tengbao spoke softly and said embarrassingly: "Actually, I came today. Needless to say, you are also a man. I want to ask you to send a letter to persuade the ancestor who is going to escape."
The last words are extremely light, because even Tengbao feels ashamed. The court wants to use others but throws them into jail. No matter what the surrounding people say, in his opinion, it is the court who is sorry for Yuan Yuan, not Yuan Yuan who is sorry. Imperial court.
Yuan Chonghuan's face trembled slightly, and at last he smiled knowingly, tilted his head and looked at Teng Baodao; "Little friend, the world says I am not stopping Huang Taiji, do you know why I stopped him?"
Tengbao shook his head. Tengbao also heard about this matter. It is said that during the invasion of Beijing, the court asked Yuan Chonghuan to intercept him in Suihua. As a result, this person did not go personally, but only sent a general. The interception was also unsuccessful, causing the Tartar Army horses to pour down. After they captured Suihua, they went unblocked and reached the capital city.
This is also the point that everyone criticizes Yuan Chonghuan most. This man with the Liaodong iron cavalry said it was an obstruction, but he dragged it and did not organize an effective obstruction.
"I know what you are thinking." Yuan Chonghuan stared at Tengbao and interrupted my contemplation.
"No." Tengbao hurriedly denied.
Yuan Chonghuan smiled, and Tengbao also smiled wryly: "I... I think there must be a reason for you to do this."
"Yes." Yuan Chonghuan heard this, a wry smile appeared on his face: "There is a reason, and the reason is simple, that is, he wants to completely defeat Tarzi."
"Completely defeat Tarzi?" Teng Baoqi said, "Can't it be in Suihua?"
Yuan Chonghuan seemed to be questioned by Tengbao, and the wine cup he was holding his mouth was put down again, tapping the tray with his hand, making a "swing" sound, and finally said: "It's most suitable in Beijing."
Tengbao blinked and nodded.
"Do you believe it?" Yuan Chonghuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing a bit of light.
"Letter." Tengbao nodded.
Yuan Chonghuan suddenly smiled, as if the spring breeze had moved the earth one night ago, and flowers bloomed all over the mountains.
"Bring it." He suddenly stretched out his hand.
"What?" Tengbao was taken aback: "What did you bring?"
"Pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Yuan Chonghuan spit out these four words, suddenly patted his knees, stood up, walked to the window on the opposite wall, looked out the window with his hands behind his back: After a long while, he said: "I will write to Zu Dashou. He persuaded him to come back."
In this way, the next day, Tengbao had an extra copy of Yuan Chonghuan's handwritten letter in his hand, with words such as recalling the ancestor's longevity and serving the country with loyalty.
Shangfeng Pangcheng held the handbook in surprise, and patted Tengbao's shoulder with a laugh: "Wen Sheng, who has you, didn't expect you to do something big, hahaha." Then, he patted Tengbao's shoulder approvingly, turned around and asked for credit, because it was during the war, everything was the fastest. At night, Tengbao’s reward had already come, and he was given fifty taels of silver. In this way, Tengbao rubbed his sore shoulder and fifty taels of silver and returned home.
The mother was surprised to ask where Tengbao’s silver came from. Tengbao simply said that her mother praised Tengbao’s ability and asked his wife to pack the wine and food for Tengbao, and set up a table for celebration on a lively day. However, for some reason, Tengbao did. I couldn't eat, I was bored after only two sips of wine. After waking up, I was lying in bed. My wife was already asleep beside me. Tengbao was tossed and couldn't sleep, so I got up and went straight to the study.
Sitting at the desk, holding a pen to write something, but can't write anything anymore, so I can only put the pen down and look up at the bright moon outside the window.
The moonlight is like water, and there is a different kind of whiteness flowing in the sky. It falls on the winter jasmine in the yard and becomes a kind of faint glow. Just like Master Yuan said, Tengbao is just a small person in the era. He was doing ordinary things and living ordinary lives. However, by chance, Tengbao met him. When all the big figures could not make sense, his precious persuasion handout was given to Tengbao.
And the feedback is the fifty taels of silver.
Haha, it turns out that Liaoning Iron Cavalry is only fifty taels of silver.
Of course, Tandberg knows that after this credit goes up, Shangfeng Pangcheng will be promoted, and Tandberg will almost be promoted, but it’s not important, it’s really not important, or... Tandberg can’t say it, in short, after this is done , Tengbao feels empty, as if he has done something that is not decent, but there is no way, because Tengbao wants to live, the emperor wants or, the ministers want to wait, everyone wants to live, so the ancestors Dashou must come back, save them, shed blood and sacrifice for them, just as Shangfeng Pangcheng said, if they raise sergeants, the sergeants must die for us, including Yuan Chonghuan.
After this incident, Tengbao did not want to see him again, like a kind of silent guilt. Life flies so fast, Tengbao really got promoted, because of this, Tengbao has to avoid him more and more, you have to know, When you do something guilty but cannot be repaid, the best thing you should do is to bury it, avoid it, and pretend that it does not exist. Now, Tandberg feels that I know that Tandberg, like a brother. That big man of the father is buried.
But now...
now…
Tengbao stood inside and kept covering his mouth and nose with a veil. The blood that came in from the outside was like a poisonous snake. It went straight into his heart and mouth, and wrapped his heart along his mouth. Thinking of what is about to happen, thinking of Luo Yangxing's hideous and terrifying expression, Teng Baozhen really regrets coming here, why not ask for leave, why? why
Tandberg didn't know.
Tengbao squatted down, covered his ears, and rejected the idea that the manuscript was negotiated by Tengbao, so Tengbao was so cowardly and cowardly, he wanted to see him "become" a traitor and a traitor...