Colleagues of Zhang Liang [comprehensive] Mu Liangqing

"My master hasn't woken up, please come back at noon." The next day, the doorman still didn't let them step into the gate.

Zhang Liang wasn't angry either, he just bent down and cupped his hands, "Then please tell Mr. that we will come to visit at noon."

"Tell me? Do you still want my master to prepare tea for you?" The doorman raised his eyebrows and turned his nostrils to the sky.

Zhang Liang hastily explained: "No, no, I'm just afraid that my husband will be busy and forget this."

The doorman snorted coldly, "If you forget it, forget it. Now you have something to ask my master, so you can write it down yourself."

Zhang Liang blushed, "...Yes, I'm being abrupt."

boom!

When I looked up again, the door closed again, accompanied by the sound of the bolt being inserted.

Zhang Liang looked back at Wei Qi, and sighed helplessly: "Sure enough, it was a waste of time."

Wei Qi stared at him, "Aren't you angry?"

Zhang Liang was naturally not angry, but just a little anxious.He tilted his head and asked without answering, "It seems that you are annoyed?"

Wei Qi defaulted.

Zhang Liang walked down the winding bluestone steps step by step, and said in a soft voice: "Heaven will send a great mission to the people, and we must first work hard on our hearts and minds. We are neither tired nor hungry. What are we worrying about?" Woolen cloth?"

He took a deep breath of the morning air, let the fresh and natural smell swirl in his lungs, and then slowly exhaled, "Compared to Brother Han who is confined in a square inch, you and I can still walk on the mountain trails, isn't it better?" Is he a hundred times?"

Wei Qi protected Han Fei in the dark all day long, and had a panoramic view of his happy life of drinking all day long, so he said, "He has a better life than you think."

"You only see the surface." Zhang Liang shook his head, "Brother Han is a person who likes to keep his emotions and thoughts in his stomach. Don't look at him as a fool, in fact, all the grievances and unwillingness are hidden by him."

Wei Qi was slightly displeased, "You seem to understand him very well."

Zhang Liang denied: "No one can really understand him. I have read a lot of books and seen the demeanor of many ancient people. But from all over the world, throughout the ages, he is the first one to say, "Punishment does not evade ministers, and rewards are not spared." This sentence, without a single uncommon word, can be understood by holding it in your hands. But no one can write such remarks. His thoughts, his realm, are better than anyone else's. are more profound and long-term.”

He praised Han Fei to himself, and then secretly smiled, "Huh? You seem to be even angrier."

Wei Qi turned his head and quickened his pace, leaving Zhang Liang behind.

Looking at the back that was getting further and further away, Zhang Liang's smile gradually faded away.Then he looked back and took a deep look at the black wooden door on the hundred steps.A green leaf drifted past, swirled and fell, unexpectedly a little desolate.

Han Fei is someone he respects and admires. If he continues to be misunderstood, ignored, or even criticized, it will be a disaster for South Korea.

It is not easy to meet Donghuang Shi.At noon, they were turned away again as expected.

"My master is still taking a nap, come back at night."

At that time, Zhang Liang was already in a bit of a hurry, and he kept procrastinating, not knowing how long it would take. "How long does the gentleman usually take a nap? Wait here."

The doorman's attitude was still non-negotiable, "How can I, as a slave, intervene in the master's affairs? You can come back in the evening."

Zhang Liang stepped up the last stone ladder, "Mr. Donghuang seems to have been sleeping all the time."

The doorman took a small step back and raised his voice, "Do you have any objections?"

"That's not true." Zhang Liang stood respectfully, without any intention of approaching him, "I just thought, since my husband's daily life is so uncertain, then I will wait at the door. When will my husband get up, and when will I want to see you?" , and then enter the door next."

The doorman was stunned, and then dropped two words, "As you wish!"

Then close the door with a bang——what a mother!Zhang Liang's step forward just now seemed to be about to fight, it was terrifying! (Zhang Liang drifts away innocently)

Outside the door, Wei Qi held his sword and waited for a while, seeing that Zhang Liang had no intention of leaving, so he asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

"There is no other way. If we want to return Brother Han's innocence, we have no other choice." Zhang Liang shook his head, "East Emperor Shi didn't see me, but he thought I wasn't qualified enough to meet him. Now we can only use the most stupid way, grind Until he is willing to open the door, open his mouth, and help him."

On more than a hundred steps, Zhang Liang's green clothes are fluttering, standing upright in the swaying mountain wind.His figure is thin, and there is only a small point above the huge valley and winding stone steps.

In the evening, the closed wooden door in front of him remained motionless.

Wei Qi handed Zhang Liang a bag of water, Zhang Liang shook his head.

Wei Qi shook the water bag, slightly annoyed, "Drink water."

Zhang Liang explained the reason: "Now I have to ask for help from others, and when I ask for water, I am not sincere."

Wei Qi was displeased, "You just recovered from a serious illness, and you can't survive him without eating or drinking."

Zhang Liang glanced at him lightly, "How did you know I was sick?"

Wei Qi avoided his gaze, "Han Fei said that."

Zhang Liang laughed at his poor level of lying, and simply spread the words: "Do you know that you have already exposed a lot of flaws?"

Wei Qi was silent.

In the setting sun, people's shadows are stretched very long.

Zhang Liang turned his back to the sunset and faced the shadow, unable to see his expression, his voice was low into the dust: "One, you are Brother Han's secret guard, he is the master, and you are the servant, you don't call him 'master', but just call him Call it by name. Second, the job of a secret guard is to protect the master in secret. He pays attention to being silent and unexpected, and only shows up when the master is in danger. How could Brother Han chat with you and talk about my illness? Three, since I said you walk like an old friend of mine, you deliberately waved your hands while walking, and even changed the posture of holding your sword. If you have a clear conscience, why did you change it? Do you know that this is just trying to cover up? "

Wei Qi turned around without looking at him, raised his head slightly, and retorted palely: "You think too much."

The two stood with their backs to each other, Zhang Liang smiled desolately, "The reason why I am standing here is because I believe that Donghuang Shi does not want to see me, but is just testing me." He half-closed his eyes and said quietly, "What about you? ? Are you testing me, or...don't want to see me at all?"

Wei Qi stiffened his neck and stood for a long while, unable to refute, he walked down in embarrassment.

"Brother Tired!" Zhang Liang called to him, his throat was trembling, and he was already starting to choke, "If you still have a semblance of benignity, give Zifang an answer."

Wei Qi paused, but still left without looking back, "You've got the wrong person."

These words drifted in the mountain wind, but they took root in Zhang Liang's heart, piercing his flesh and blood.

He slowly closed his eyes, his body and mind were broken.

Cangshan is very cold at night, like a sharp cold needle, piercing deep into the bone.Zhang Liang didn't know until that night that summer insects would not bark in the second half of the night.The empty valley was terribly silent, leaving only a scene of chill.Under the hundred steps behind him, behind a century-old maple tree, Wei Qi held his sword and stared motionlessly at the thin figure outside the long gate.If Zhang Liang was exhausted, accidentally fainted or even staggered, he would definitely rush forward at the first moment.

But Zhang Liang always stood upright, stubborn and stubborn, like a lone wolf who was abandoned by the herd but still wanted to howl.

Wei Qi was annoyed, and he punched the tree trunk, and the leaves on the branches fell down like goose feather snow for three or nine days.

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Faith will move mountains to open.

On the third night when Zhang Liangyi was standing outside the door, Donghuang Shi finally made a movement. He came out from the door, looked at the black and blue under Zhang Liang's eyes, and told the doorman: "Clean up a room for him. Rest for one night. He wants to talk about things seriously on the stage, with such a spirit, he is not afraid to put himself in it?"

Zhang Liang cupped his hands in astonishment, his waist slightly bent, "Thank you sir."

His legs were already numb, and he knelt on the ground after taking the first step.He sneered, got up hastily, and leaned against the door frame, "Mister laughed."

The doorman had good eyesight and walked over to help him. Before he stretched out his hand, he realized that someone was one step ahead of him.

Zhang Liang's hand was grabbed, he raised his eyes and looked along, it was Wei Qi wearing a black iron mask.

Donghuang Shi stood on the wooden corridor not far away, lowered his head slightly, and asked, "Your friend?"

Zhang Liang shook Wei Qi hard, broke away from Wei Qi, and said coldly: "Stranger."

Then he passed by and limped in with the support of the doorman.

Wei Qi stopped, paused, and exited the threshold.

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Donghuang Shi's temper was really weird, he didn't want to see Zhang Liang in every possible way before, but now he treats him like a guest.He ordered his servants to bring delicious food and soup to Zhang Liang, and arranged a very quiet room suitable for sleeping peacefully.

In contrast, Wei Qi was in a miserable situation. He didn't get Donghuang Shi's permission to start, and he was afraid that Zhang Liang would leave without knowing why, so he had to hold the sword in his arms and lean against the stone lion in silence.

"Hey, big man, do you want to come in? I can help you set up a floor in the firewood room behind my master's back." The doorman is actually not mean by nature, but he did it on purpose after being instructed by Dong Huangshi two days ago. It looks like I want Zhang Liang to retreat in a difficult situation.

But... it's in his nature to play tricks.

Wei Qi's eyebrows hidden under the mask were tightly locked together, "No need."

Rejected by arrogance with enthusiasm, the doorman's face immediately collapsed, "Huh, love can't get in." Then he threw out a thick cloak and slammed the door.

Zhang Liang slept very deeply this time, and he didn't wake up hungry until noon the next day.After simply tidying up his appearance, under the leadership of the servant, he knocked on the door of Donghuang Shi's study room.

The two sat opposite each other, one table was small and exquisite, with a palm-sized purple sand pot in the middle, and the water in the two teacups was just over half, and the tea leaves were still swirling on it.

Donghuangshi's mask has a small mechanism. When drinking tea, the chin part will open from the middle, and then shrink up, and fit together with the upper part, exposing the chin and lips.

"I heard that you are good at chess. Why wasn't you the one who solved the chess game one day?" Donghuang Shi leaned against the window, looking out at the secluded valley and the light mist covering it.

In close contact, Donghuang Shi is not as mysterious as imagined, and the aloofness in most words makes people feel a sense of awe.

Zhang Liang nodded very solemnly, "Liang's intelligence is not as good as eleven of the nine sons. If South Korea loses such a capable person, it will be a disaster!"

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