Chapter 9 Undercurrent (Five)

When looking at the problem with a vigilant look, many clues will become clues that affect the situation in the world.

This is true for the royal family, and so is ordinary people.

At Changlefang, about five hundred feet away from the west of the palace wall, Han Chongyun, the deputy director of the Zuoban Hall, who had just finished late, dragged his tired body and looked up.

The atmosphere in Bianliang City has been abnormal in recent days, with a strange smell inside and outside. As a result, he has led troops to fight for many years, he almost felt the danger approaching with instinct.

However, he couldn't explain clearly where the danger was. After all, he had only been transferred from the Zelu Huyi Army to the front army in the palace for a short period of half a year. He could not rank in the Bianliang City, where many officials were as numerous as ox, and many secrets could not be contacted at all.

"Gaga, gaga, gaga..." Several crows flapped their wings and flew past the night sky without any starry, making him even more frightened.

The crow is the most greedy for corrupt meat. Many veterans who have experienced the battle formation say that crows are spiritual and know that there will be a large number of corpses about to appear. So they will rush over and wait in advance, and immediately pounce on them and eat a bite of hot food when the corpse falls. Han Chongyun has never believed this rumor. But today, he instinctively pressed his hand on the inverted handle, and his spine bowed like a spirit cat before rushing to eat.

No one came to attack him, nor did he have any bloody incidents as imagined. At the gate of his home, a sweat-blooded horse with a slick fur sniffled uneasily. Angry scolding floated out through the courtyard wall and pierced his ear like a needle.

"The misleading species is a misleading species that is inferior to others. Do you think I am down and out of place and will not care about you? Let me tell you, no matter how unsuccessful I am, it is your elder's own father. Even if you beat you to death, he will not say a word!"

"Don't calm down, the master calm down. The villain really didn't mean it, it was really not intentional. That rich and free saddle was indeed borrowed by Zhang Yuhou several days ago. The villain didn't know the master was going to use it, so he didn't rush to ask it back!"

Following the shouting sound was a series of explanations and begging for mercy. Han Gui, who was in charge of the warehouse, kept begging for forgiveness.

"What is Zhang Yuhou? Isn't that guy like Zhang Yongde? He said he would lend it, so just lend it? His family has mountains of gold and silver hidden, and he still lacks a beautiful saddle? It was obvious that you secretly gave it to someone else, and then deliberately used Zhang Yongde's name to suppress me!" He refused to give up and insisted on arguing with Han Gui.

"Hmm!" Han Chongyun felt his hair jammed when he heard it, and he coughed hard, and walked into the side door with two guards.

The entire Han Mansion, who can have free time and like to be unable to get along with the people below, must be his father Han Pu. Without listening carefully, Han Chongyun can make a clear judgment in his heart.

Four years ago, my father's direct troops followed Liu Chengyou's confidants and was beaten to pieces by Guo Wei. He was all thanks to his father-in-law Chang Si's pleading, and he barely saved his life. Since then, my father has been completely discouraged. He has only drunk and gambled money every day. Fortunately, his salary is not low, and he has also obtained a free maritime trade share in Cangzhou. In recent years, he has not been tortured by his father.

"What are you coughing? Do you want to remind me that you are the one who decides this family?" Sure enough, as soon as his feet stepped across the threshold, he saw my father's blood-covered eyes, sweeping over, his eyes full of provocation.

"Grandma, of course, you should always make the decision on this family. But Zhang Yuhou is the child's immediate boss. He wants to borrow something, but it is really inconvenient for him to refuse here!" Han Chongyun had no intention of confronting his father, smiled and explained in a low voice.

"Then, that shouldn't be allowed to be kneaded!" Han Pu's provocation for a long time, but encountered a "cotton bag". He was stunned for a moment, and the fire in his stomach dropped rapidly. "That boy is obviously a greedy man, and he will definitely not have a good end in the future. You, you'd better stay away from him!"

"Don't worry, my son, I am just a common friend." Han Chongyun pretended to be very obedient and bowed to the teachings. "Do you want to go out to meet friends? Although the Fugui Xiaoyao Salon is good in style, it may not be comfortable to sit. The child is about to make a leap of the sky, you might as well use it first!"

"Step by the Qingyun? That's fine. Just let me ride your horse and avoid changing it!" I really like the verbal beauty of "Step by the Qingyun", and the remaining anger in Han Pu's stomach quickly dissipated. He smiled and discussed with his son loudly.

Of course, Han Chongyun had no reason to refuse, so he smiled and nodded, "Okay, just use it. Remember to bring a few more people around you, and the city of Bianliang may not be safe recently!"

"To say, I have eaten more salt than rice you have eaten!" Seeing that my son was still obedient to him, Han Pu immediately smiled, waved his hand, and trotted towards Han Chongyun's mount.

Looking at his father's lively back, Han Chongyun couldn't help but frown secretly again. Just the night before yesterday, his wife Chang Wanshu hesitated to remind him that his father-in-law Han Pu seemed to have changed a different person recently. At that time, he thought that Chang Wanshu was thinking too much. But now it seems that Chang Wanshu's observation is not correct at all.

After being demoted to serve as the people, the sloppy old man who was depressed and in a low mood disappeared. His current father has become the decisive and enterprising commander Han Du. What exactly is the reason that his father is full of fighting spirit? Han Chongyun is not very clear. However, he knows that this fighting spirit is very likely to push the whole family into a desperate situation.

Thinking of this, he quickly turned his gaze to Han Gui, who was in charge of the warehouse. He thought about it for a while and comforted in a low voice with a little apology: "Brother Gui, I feel wronged. Don't take your heart for today's affairs. My grandfather is old. He is old and has some tempers."

"Don't worry, General, I can stand it! The old man didn't mean to cause trouble for villains." Han Gui, who followed him, responded with a hoarse voice.

Han Gui was Han Chongyun's close friend. In order to protect Han Chongyun on the battlefield, he was defeated by the Khitans. Thanks to Zheng Ziming's wonderful move to recover, he was lucky to save his life. However, he could no longer fight on the battlefield and could only follow Han Chongyun as a family general and make a bowl of peaceful meals.

Thanks to his grace of sacrificing his life to save him, Han Chongyun treated this person as a brother. He specially hired a teacher to teach him how to read and read, and asked the old butler Han Youde to guide him to handle the family chores. Logically speaking, Han Pu should not make things difficult for such people who were trained by his son as a butler. But today, it is obvious that Han Pu has gone too far and has not considered his son's face and feelings at all.

If it were on weekdays, Han Chongyun would have to comfort and follow Han Gui for a few more words. However, today, he didn't care at all. He quickly looked around and pressed his voice down: "I know my grandfather's temper. You don't have to talk to him. I'll ask you, have my grandfather often cause trouble for you recently? Or this time today? Don't cover it up for him. The situation is very strange. I need to listen to the truth now!"

"It doesn't seem to be much. The old man used to only ask for trouble for the servants in his own yard, and rarely comes to our yard!" Han Gui heard Han Chongyun's question solemnly, lowered his head and recalled it, and responded carefully: "The old man used to only ask for angry people around him and would basically not cause trouble for us, especially the trouble for the people around you. However, four days ago, about four days ago, he no longer distinguished the difference between the two yards, and seemed to be disliked by anyone. Even his wife was scolded several times by him!"

"Has something happened four days ago?" Han Chongyun frowned. The father whom Mrs. Chang Wanshu mentioned seemed to have changed in the past few days, and the time fits very well.

"Everything is normal. I have to say something new. It was five days ago, the old man got drunk again that day, but he won a lot of money. It was from the servant of Lord Wang who sent the old man." Han Gui narrowed his eyes, recalled everything he saw in the past few days, and whispered to him...

"Mr. Wang? Which Master Wang?" Han Chongyun suddenly felt a warning in his heart. At the first moment, a sinister face appeared in his mind.

"Wang Yi, Lord Wang of the Taiwei Mansion." Han Gui answered with great certainty without thinking.

"Wang Yin's younger brother?" Han Chongyun glared, and his palm instinctively put the hilt on the sword again.

Looking at Bianliang, no one knows that Wang Jun, Wang Yin and Li Chongjin are in the same group, and he, Zhang Yonggui, Zheng Ziming, Chai Rong and others are close friends. Recently, the two sides are increasingly confronting each other, and they want to draw out their swords and chop each other. At such a mysterious moment, my father and father actually have a relationship with the brother of the Grand Marshal Wang Yin?

"It's indeed Wang Yin's younger brother, the guy who relied on his brother to open more than a dozen gambling shops in Bianliang City!" Han Gui's voice came again, and each word stimulated Han Chongyun's heart like ice.

As the army in front of the palace, he certainly knew the fact that His Majesty the Emperor had been bedridden recently. But according to common sense, as long as His Majesty the Emperor did not go west for a day, the entire Bianliang should be under his control. Whether it is the Privy Councilor or the Imperial Army Commander, he cannot afford to make any storms and waves.

The power structure of the Great Zhou Dynasty is not as simple as in the late Tang Dynasty. As long as a few eunuchs control the emperor, they can make the heroes of the world bow down. Gao Baima, Fu Laolang, and his father-in-law Chang Si, which one is a fuel-efficient lamp? If it weren't for Guo Wei's conquest, at least two of the three families would lead troops to attack Bianliang. Wang Jun and others should know that this picture-like country will not have their share in any case! Being able to follow Guo Wei is the best choice for them. If another person is replaced as an emperor, they will not even be able to say that they are the most general and prime minister, and they may not even be able to take up the position of county magistrate!

But reason may not be maintained forever. The wise mind is not a joke. Thinking deeply about his thoughts, Han Chongyun walked towards the inner house. However, he did not enter the house, but bypassed the main house and walked directly to the back garden and began to stare blankly at the lotus pond.

In the lotus pond, most of the lotus leaves have already withered. There are only a few, standing like one-legged ghosts. Whenever the night wind blows, the "one-legged ghosts" keep shaking, "brush, brush, brush", "squeak", and "squeak", and the friction of the lotus leaves accompanied by the cold sting, which makes people feel upset.

Someone had reported the news of his return home to his wife Chang Wanshu. The latter did not jump up and disturb him, but ordered people to cook a pot of hot tea and prepare some food. Then, with a few personal maids, silently placed the tea sets and snacks on the stone table beside the lotus pond.

As the daughter of the fat fox Chang Si, Chang Wanshu was unrestrained, but her mind was not slow. In her early years, through her father's words and deeds, she learned a lot of things that others would never come into contact with in their lifetime, let alone master. Although she was a daughter, she could not find a place to use what she learned most of the time. However, it was more than enough to take it out for her husband to give advice at critical moments.

Han Chongyun has gained a lot of skills after following his old fox-like father-in-law Chang Si over the years. He also knows that his wife is not as scheming as it seems. So he first ate a few snacks with tea, and then said without hesitation: "The situation is very right! The emperor has not been to court for many days. The morale of the army in front of the palace has also fluctuated greatly. At this time, my grandfather suddenly became in love with Wang Yin's younger brother..."

"It should be the other way around. Wang Yin sent someone to win over his father-in-law!" Before he could finish his words, Chang Wanshu rolled his eyelids and reminded him without hesitation. "Since the father-in-law escaped, he didn't say it, he felt that you were supporting him. If he had the chance to make a comeback..."

"Impossible!" Han Chongyun slapped the table suddenly and stood up. The muscles on his arms, spine, thighs, etc. began to tremble at the same time.

He knows more than anyone else what his father is. In respectful words, he has lofty ambitions. In a naughty way, he is eager for quick success and instant benefits and uses any means to get promoted and make money. If Wang Yin really promises a high-ranking official and generous salary, there is no need to ask, his father will immediately pounce on him and let the other party drive him.

"How is it impossible? There is a saying that you should look at Zi Jing's father in the next twenty years! You are the deputy minister of the Zuoban Palace. Although your official position is not high, the emperor specially came from my father to work with Zhang Yongde to balance the forces of Li Chongjin in the front of the palace." Chang Wanshu's reaction was far calmer than him. He smiled and slowly replenished.

"Ah!" Although he guessed some facts, when he heard this, Han Chongyun still shivered in his heart, holding it on the back of his hand on the stone table, and blue veins were rising.

Wang Yin's move is so poisonous.

If the father turned to Li Chongjin and he would fight against Li Chongjin, he would be unfilial. In a short period of time, it would be very likely that he would lead a sentry with his father and raise a steel knife face to face.

If he wins, his father's life may not be saved. If his father wins, he may survive according to the deal he only saw with Wang Yin, but the emperor, Chai Rong, and Zheng Ziming...

"Huh!" A cool breeze suddenly came from the side, causing Han Chongyun's body to tremble, and his sweat fell.

On one side is his father, on the other side is his friends, justice and the country. Suddenly, he seemed to have returned to the bank of the Yellow River many years ago. In order to save Zheng Ziming, he stood up decisively and became enemies with his father, his father's boss, and half of the heroes in the world. At that time, he was still young, and his heart was very hot, and he didn't understand the difficulties of the world.

"Han Lang, do you know what you look like when I admired the most back then?" Chang Wanshu's words came from her ears, sounding very far away.

"What do you look like?" Han Chongyun's mind quickly floated back from the past, looked at his wife, and asked in a low voice.
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