After resigning, I switched to fortune-telling

Chapter 44

Xie Tangru's eyes almost read "Then you are really unlucky".

Xie Shizi has no sympathy, nor does he feel guilty.

——Because he didn't really kill Shang Qingyao.

Both times it fell by the wayside.

He didn't even cause Shang Qingyao any harm at all, instead, Shang Qingyao detained him.

Xie Shizi felt that he was extraordinarily magnanimous for not haggling with Shang Qingyao.

Shang Qingyao had no reason to blame him instead.

"I heard that the governor of Yuzhou intended to murder His Majesty." Xie Tangru said slowly, "The assassin assassinated because of the collusion with people from the rivers and lakes."

"Where did the prince know about this?" Shang Qingyao asked, "I thought the prince wouldn't care about these things."

He asked lightly, as if there was no hint of probing, and he didn't even look at Xie Tangru, as if he was really just asking casually.

Xie Tangru also answered casually: "I happened to be in Yuzhou at that time. Didn't Your Majesty know?"

When Shang Qingyao was still in Duke Wei's mansion with a false identity, Xie Tangru confided in him and told him that he was going to Baiyun Temple in Yuzhou.

Shang Qingyao smiled.

"Speaking of which, the assassin was also in ambush in the Baiyun Temple. Fortunately, the son was lucky and was not implicated by me. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would... feel guilty and uneasy."

A strange look flashed across Xie Tangru's face. Speaking of which, he still couldn't tell that Shang Qingyao was trying to test him, so he thought he was really a fool.

It's just that Shang Qingyao's wording is a bit strange, probably because he was taught by a famous teacher and Confucianism since childhood, so he is inferior in literary talent and rhetoric.Xie Tangru thought about it and used this reason to convince himself.

He continued following Shang Qingyao's words: "My luck has always been good. His Majesty was assassinated and escaped unharmed. He must be a person blessed by heaven."

It's a compliment.But speaking from his mouth, coupled with the situation, there is always a kind of perfunctory coping.

A group of court ladies and eunuchs in Tsing Yi did not know when they had been left far behind. The two crossed the stone bridge of the artificial lake and boarded a pavilion near the water.

Looking from here, you can see the exquisite and exquisite houses on the opposite side of the lake, water lilies, irises and rippling duckweed are densely spread on the clear water, crushing the reflection of the sun.

Xie Tangru narrowed her eyes slightly.

Seeing that he seemed to be in a daze, Shang Qingyao followed his gaze and looked over: "Over there is the Green Terrace."

Xie Tangru did not speak for a while.

"Green Terrace" was already a very familiar name for him, and in his dream, he spent a period of time in the Green Terrace—perhaps also the last period of his life.

He stood quietly for a long while before opening his mouth calmly: "I heard that the Qingtai Terrace has always been the residence of the emperor's favorite concubine, but when His Majesty the late Emperor was alive, he never heard of his favorite concubine living in the Qingtai Terrace."

"I have." Shang Qingyao withdrew his gaze, his eyes were heavy, and he stood beside Xie Tangru with his hands behind his back. His words caught Xie Tangru's eyes.

"My mother and concubine... used to live in Qingtai Terrace, but the time was short, and she soon fell out of favor with the late emperor. These things happened before I was born."

Rationality told Xie Shizi that the emperor's past is usually accompanied by unknown secrets, and the more he learns, the faster he dies, but he can't restrain his eager curiosity——Shang Qingyao's life experience is kept secret in the emperor's house, Xie Tang Ruo knows At his time, Shang Qingyao had already been conferred the title of king, and was expelled from Beijing to fight off the Xiongnu in the three states in the north.

Later, he was a dandy in the soft account of Yanliu Hongyan in the opera house, and his reputation of incompetence spread throughout the court and the public, and Shang Qingyao's name wrapped in the frosty weather and cold moon in Saibei and the blood of yellow sand broke through the pink peace of the imperial capital, and his fame moved. world.

Two completely different lives that shouldn't have any intersection anyway.

"Your Majesty seems to be curious about my life experience?" Shang Qingyao raised his eyebrows slightly. Most of the time, the murderous aura on his body is not heavy, and it will not make people feel completely unapproachable, but Xie Tangru thinks that this is why he is more dangerous and deeper than others Unfathomable reasons.

Xie Tangru nodded: "Since Your Majesty said it, I am naturally curious."

"Recalling the past will inevitably make people sad. If the prince is curious, I will tell the prince next time." Shang Qingyao smiled slightly.

Xie Tangru who was not so looking forward to the next meeting: "..."

But it is undeniable that what Shang Qingyao said did arouse Xie Tangru's curiosity.

Seeing the inconspicuous entanglement on Xie Tangru's face, Shang Qingyao's lips curved slightly: "It's getting late, I'll order someone to take you back to your residence."

Xie Tangru glanced at him, nodded, and left with the palace servants who came to lead the way.

Only then did the servant dare to come forward, trying to figure out what the superiors wanted, and began to come up with an idea: "Since Your Majesty likes Duke Wei's son quite a bit, why don't you let him come down for dinner and have a long talk?"

"It's too late."

When Xie Tangru returned home, his father was sitting in the dark lobby with a teacup in his hand, and without ordering anyone to light a lamp, he quietly sat on the main seat and said softly, "You're back?"

He paused.

"You don't go to sleep at night, and you don't go to see a Taoist alchemy. What are you doing here without a ghost?"

Wei Guogong put down his teacup, and snorted heavily: "You asked me about you! I haven't asked you where you were fooling around!"

"Imperial Palace." Xie Tangru answered immediately, and Wei Guogong was slightly taken aback before he realized, "Shang... why does the emperor have nothing to do with you?"

Wei Guogong stared at his hapless son suspiciously.

Xie Tangru: "Your Majesty and I hit it off as old friends and become confidantes. I can't wait to have a night of conversation and fall asleep. Tomorrow morning, he will make me a word side-by-side king-do you believe it?"

"...a lot of nonsense."

The four words express Wei Guogong's attitude.

"The new emperor is not as easy to fool as the first emperor. I still want to enjoy my old age peacefully. Don't cause me any trouble that I can't solve."

It's already messed with.

Xie Tangru was afraid that if this matter was revealed, his father would jump up and copy the soles of his shoes and chase him to beat him.

Xie Shizi was very self-aware and did not speak.

Duke Wei spoke again.

"While you were away, the servants of the mansion caught a thief and beat him up and locked him in the woodshed. You handle it yourself."

The last sentence made Xie Tang frowned indistinctly, and quickly let go. He said nonchalantly: "I know, I will order someone to deal with it later."

"One more thing." Wei Guogong coughed softly, "I heard Jianshuang said that you brought back a troubled little girl from outside, what is the daughter of the governor of Yuzhou. I met this girl today, she is delicate and weak Like a rabbit, if you really like him..."

After listening to it, Xie Tangru finally remembered that his father was talking about Xue Ciyi, and interrupted: "You think too much, I didn't see her."

"Then why did you bring this nice little girl back?" Wei Guogong glared at him.

"Of course there are other uses." Xie Tangru said, "You don't have to ask about this matter, and besides, the little girl you are talking about is not a good person."

Wei Guogong touched his expression, "Success, anyway, I don't know the grievances of your kids, as long as you don't climb your mother out of the ground and beat you."

"No, my mother has a good temper, and she doesn't want to beat me up." When mentioning his biological mother, Xie Tangru's expression couldn't help but fade a bit.

"Reluctance to beat you? Hmph, is it my father who whipped you with a cane when I was a child?"

After Wei Guogong finished speaking, he was silent for a moment, and without saying anything more, he took out a crumpled letter from his sleeve.

"Today is mainly for this. I wanted to give it to you before, but unfortunately I am old and have a bad memory. It is the unlucky bastard you took in a few days ago who was chased and killed by King Duan Rong, and left it to you before he left."

Xie Tangru looked at the crumpled envelope and then at his innocent father, not knowing how to react for a moment.