Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 17 He's Pretending
He also told himself not to listen to gossip outside.

Song Yuan wanted to roll his eyes.

Dog thing, was given a marriage and still kept it hidden. He still wanted to marry the princess of the Eastern Palace, En Enaiai, and at the same time have a romantic relationship with himself, the 'princess' who was born in the Zhongshan Palace?
He is really beautiful.

"Even relatives, then I will not hide it. There is also a distinguished guest at the banquet today, who is very good at divination and fortune telling." Song Shu waved slightly: "Mr. An, please come."

Very good at divination and fortune telling?

He really dared to say it.

Song Yuan hurriedly found a safe place to take a peek. Soon, the maid led a man in a white burqa. The brim of the hat was so huge that it covered most of the man's face. With cyan stubble, he has a slight limp on his right foot, and his body is leaning slightly to the right.

Bending in silence, he sat down on the mat in the middle, being looked at by pairs of eyes, not to mention talking, but also endured their whispering from time to time.

"It's no wonder that elder brother is more favored now, so it turns out that such an expert is hidden in the house." Someone said sourly.

Song Shu was a little displeased, his words were clearly insinuating that he was incompetent, and that he was successful only by being guided by others.

But none of the brothers present could help him, so Princess Shuyi, who was close to him, said, "My father always taught us to hide our strengths and bide our time. Eldest brother is filial and respectful. Naturally, I deeply remember my father's teachings. Now with the help of Mr. An, we are like a tiger with wings added." , wouldn’t it be unfilial if you don’t share your father’s worry anymore?”

She eased the embarrassment with a few words, and Song Shu laughed loudly: "Nonsense, I invited you to a banquet with good intentions, and you still want to give me a bad name, and I will definitely sue you in front of my father later." shape."

Shuyi smiled and didn't answer, the county matriarch who was sitting next to her was busy answering: "Brother Haihan, how can you still care about your sister?"

When they sang together, the others just smiled. Song Shu and Shuyi are compatriots with a close relationship, but they are different from them.

It is not a secret that the emperors and grandchildren in the Eastern Palace are not in harmony. As the first son and eldest son, Song Shu is mediocre and cannot control his younger brothers. Moreover, his mother, the concubine Liu, has been ill for a long time and is not favored by the prince. The mother and son are not very fond of the prince. .

After making fun of the embarrassment, Liang He opened his mouth first: "I heard that Mr. An is not predictable."

"Don't dare." The man was very polite, and his voice sounded like a middle-aged man.

Song Shu smiled and asked: "This is my own family. If Liang Shizi wants to know anything, he can just say it directly."

Idiot, Song Yuan cursed inwardly, one family member at a time, now that the emperor is still there, these people will not expose you for the benefit of the East Palace, and when the prince ascends the throne, they will be opponents, if things like this don’t work out today, they will be the excuses .

Liang He nodded slightly politely, just eliciting the topic, but not interested in in-depth understanding.

"Brother said that Mr. is very good at divination and fortune-telling, so please ask Mr. to calculate my future for me." The young man who spoke was Song Jun who just prevented Song Shu from getting off the stage. He leaned lazily on the armrest, raised his chin slightly, Reckless and frivolous: "Just calculate my name, Jun."

Song Shu glanced at him, a little dissatisfied but he couldn't say it clearly, so he simply put his mind on the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man bowed his head and pondered for a while, unable to express his meaning: "The so-called brothers who are united in one mind can cut gold, and brother-in-law fights against each other. If you are loyal, righteous and law-abiding, your wealth will be boundless, otherwise you may be unlucky in the future."

"That's really good." Song Jun laughed loudly, clearly not believing it: "Brother, I don't think that I should be the only one mentioned here, everyone here should remember it again and again, so that I can live up to my brother's good intentions. "

Song Shu's face was ugly: "What are you talking about? Do you think I'm beating you on purpose?"

Song Yuan who eavesdropped was stunned: You are too stupid, can you say this clearly?
Sure enough, everyone present was silent, obviously they all thought so, and several of them looked disdainful.

"Song Jun!" Song Shu was annoyed: "I kindly invited you to a banquet, is this how you are a guest?"

Song Jun got up and looked at him swaggeringly: "Why? Eldest brother can't even tell the truth here? If I had known that elder brother would not listen to the truth, I would not have come. Since I have offended elder brother, I will take a step first and say goodbye. .”

As soon as he lifted his robe, he left. He was really chic, but he made Song Shu angry. Although the others didn't leave, few of them were really interested. After sitting for a while, he turned around and went outside ahead of time. .

The horses and bows and arrows have been prepared outside, waiting for their brothers to compete with each other. Yesterday, I went to the base of the city wall to find those children, and they cleaned up and waited. They all wore bright red clothes and stood on the desolate pasture near winter. Very eye-catching.

Song Yuan changed his place to peep, just in time to see Liang He, Song Shu took a breath because he had just been humiliated, he changed his clothes and got on the horse, and many other people also went, the only one waiting at the curtain was A few people here and there.

By coincidence, Liang He sat with the middle-aged man. He looked ahead and tapped his fingers on the armrest one by one: "Sir, do you know "A Picture of Shanghe During the Qingming Festival"?"

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at him, paying attention to his movements: "I know, but I haven't seen it before."

"I've seen it, in the museum." Liang He spoke slowly.

The middle-aged man was silent for a long time: "You too?"

"Yeah." Liang He admitted: "Why did you come to Song Shu's mansion? Don't you know his ending?"

The middle-aged man raised his head, showing tired and dull eyes, and looked at Liang He quietly for a while, then revealed his hands under the burqa, his hands were gone, the wrinkled skin was clinging to the bones, and the wrists were bare.

"I was discovered five months after I came here. I was taken into prison, my hands were chopped off, and I was tortured to extract a confession. They tortured me over and over again, and they decided that I was a magician who deceived the public and wanted to kill me. It was Song Shu who saved me." I, without him, I would be dead."

Liang He couldn't bear it: "To tell you the truth, two little girls I met earlier also had accidents. One disappeared, and the other was arrested by Tingwei's Mansion. Huo Ying of Tingwei's Mansion has been secretly tracking us down."

"Your tone is the same as theirs." The middle-aged man was very sensitive: "You have hidden it well for the past two years, I heard they called you Liang Shizi."

Liang He nodded: "Well, I am Liang He now."

The middle-aged man looked surprised: "No wonder, with this identity protecting you, your life must be easy."

"Does Song Shu allow you to go out?" Liang He looked at Song Shu who was furious because of missing the target on the pasture: "If you have something to do, you can come to Weitinghou's mansion to find me. Song Shu ended badly, and it will not be good to follow him result."

The middle-aged man nodded, agreeing.

On the field, Song Shu, who was furious, had already started to vent his anger with his horse. Seeing this, the steward who was waiting at the side immediately asked the children to run up. The children who were full and got new clothes were all very excited, thinking that they were letting them go. They went to pick up the arrows and ran quickly to the target.

Seeing this group of children, the furious Song Shu raised his bow without hesitation, with murderous intent in his eyes, and blamed these children for his frequent targets.

Is he crazy?

(End of this chapter)