That night, Consort Tai Zhen had insomnia.
Lying in the palace tent, Consort Tai Zhen tossed and turned in bed. All she could think about was the poem "Song of Purity and Peace". There had never been a poem that could describe the depths of a woman's heart, and there had never been a poem that could touch a woman's heart like this.
Even the illiterate old nannies could feel that the poem was extremely beautiful.
Holding the letter, Consort Tai Zhen suddenly understood why the palace maid of the Clothes Incineration Workshop had been so bold as to risk execution to hide this letter and this poem.
It wasn't that she was bold, but that even though she knew this, she couldn't bear to do it and couldn't bear to do it.
What made Consort Tai Zhen even more unforgettable was that this "Song of Purity and Peace" was clearly only one of the poems. There was bound to be a second and a third...
The first one was already so beautiful. What would the second and third be like?
Consort Tai Zhen lost her composure.
...
In Yuzhen Palace, while Consort Tai Zhen's heart was being stirred by the "Song of Purity and Peace", another storm was brewing in the court.
The King of Song hadn't attended court for several days. He had been forced out of court by the Holy Emperor by resting at home. This matter angered the officials, and their opposition became even more intense.
The supporters and opponents of the two sides were clearly divided, and the debate had reached a white-hot stage.
At this time, some officials suggested joining forces with the King of Song to gather officials from all over the Tang dynasty and gather a list of ten thousand names. Then, together, they would submit a petition to stop the Holy Emperor.
However, at this critical moment, something unexpected happened. The most vehement opponent of the "Consort Tai Zhen Incident" and the leader of everyone's opinion, the King of Song, suddenly chose to remain silent.
This sudden change caught the officials by surprise. No one thought that the King of Song was afraid.
Some ministers who were familiar with the King of Song went to visit him, but they received an unexpected piece of news from the King of Song. The King of Song had been determined to Consort Tai Zhen into the palace.
But recently, The King of Song had learned something new. Although The King of Song said it vaguely. However, the ministers still received a shocking piece of news from The King of Song.
Consort Tai Zhen's case had a hidden story. The real situation might not be what everyone thought it was.
In an instant, everyone was stunned.
Everyone knew The King of Song's character. He would never lie about something like this. As a prince of the Tang dynasty, there was no need for him to lie.
It was precisely because of this that the King of Song's silence caused such a huge shock among the court officials. No one knew what the hidden story The King of Song was talking about. But it was like a stone that caused a thousand ripples. The King of Song's attitude had a shocking effect on the officials.
Originally, everyone was prepared to stop Consort Tai Zhen from entering the palace no matter what, even if it meant death. They had to stop this farce of human relations between the emperor and the ministers of the Tang dynasty.
But in an instant, many of the civil and military officials, as well as the local officials, all hesitated.
Just a moment of hesitation was more than enough.
As long as there was the slightest bit of hesitation in people's hearts, they could no longer oppose it as resolutely as before. For a moment, the voices opposing Consort Tai Zhen in the court were suddenly reduced by more than half.
Just like that, the whole matter had a reversal that no one had expected! …
…
"Hahaha, here comes good news. Great news! … "
In Yuzhen Palace, Yang Zhao, dressed in a long white robe, walked in with a ruddy face and a scroll of memorials in one hand, laughing heartily.
"Our biggest enemy, The King of Song Li Chengqi, has actually changed his temperament! Not only did he not oppose us, he even spoke up for us! "
Yang Zhao was beaming with joy. After so many days, this was the happiest he had been.
"What?!"
In the red tent, Consort Tai Zhen suddenly stood up and walked to the edge of the tent. She also had a look of surprise on her face.
Yang Zhao did not hide anything and recounted what had happened in the court.
"Sister, you don't know. Without The King of Song, those who oppose us in the court are no longer what they used to be. The current situation is very good for us! "
Yang Zhao was beaming with joy and excitement.
"Hmph, what do you mean by 'very good'? This is clearly because after The King of Song was demoted by His Majesty, he is afraid and wants to take the initiative to express goodwill to us!"
Consort Tai Zhen thought for a moment and suddenly snorted coldly.
She had long known that The King of Song had offended the Holy Emperor and received five imperial edicts. In her view, The King of Song was clearly showing weakness.
"Hehe, you can't say that. Although he was demoted, his influence is still there. If he were to make a public appeal, the officials would still respond, which would be very disadvantageous to us. Now that he has taken the initiative to remain silent, this is good news for us. "
Yang Zhao said.
Consort Tai Zhen snorted, but she had to admit that her cousin Yang Zhao's words made sense. The Holy Emperor could completely ignore the officials and forcefully welcome her into the palace as a concubine.
But the feeling of being criticized and reviled by the entire court was not a good one. If he could enter the palace safely and peacefully, that would be for the best.
After all, if she wanted to ascend the throne after entering the palace, she could not ignore the criticism of the officials.
"Eh? Little Sister, what's that in your hand? "
Yang Zhao's sharp eyes suddenly noticed that Consort Tai Zhen was holding something in her hand. Moreover, it seemed to be a letter.
"Mm?"
Yang Zhao's heart skipped a beat. He immediately sensed that something was amiss. His little sister had no relatives in the capital. Other than him, she had no other relatives, so why would anyone write a letter to her?
"Little Sister, can I take a look?"
Yang Zhao extended a hand and asked.
Consort Tai Zhen hesitated for a moment, but she also knew that her cousin Yang Zhao was the sort of person who would spend too much effort until he achieved his goal. After a moment of hesitation, she reluctantly handed over the 'Poem of Purity and Peace'.
"This is a poem?"
Yang Zhao was dumbfounded. He had thought of everything, but he didn't expect his little sister to be holding a poem in her hand.
"Un."
Consort Tai Zhen nodded.
"Return it to me after you're done. Don't damage it!"
Yang Zhao was stunned for a moment. A hint of astonishment flashed across his eyes before he lowered his head and continued reading. Yang Zhao didn't have much attainment in poetry. It would be more appropriate for him to roll dice.
However, even though Yang Zhao was lazy and ignorant, he could still tell that the poem was well-written.
"Good poem! It is indeed a good poem. Even a crude person like me can tell that it's a compliment to a woman. "
Yang Zhao answered perfunctorily with disinterest as he casually asked,
"The King of Song, Li Chengqi!"
"What?!"
Like a bolt of lightning falling in the hall, Yang Zhao was dumbfounded and his eyes almost fell to the ground.
"The King of Song? Li Chengqi? How is that possible! — — "
Yang Zhao looked at his little sister in disbelief. This news was really unexpected. Yang Zhao felt as if he had been hit by a mountain.
"Do I need to lie to you? The letter was sent a few days ago, before you came here! "
Consort Tai Zhen said coldly.
"Ah?"
Yang Zhao suddenly felt that his brain wasn't enough to process the information. A few days ago? He didn't receive any news about this at all!
"But why is this happening? What does he want to do? "
After calming down, Yang Zhao felt very puzzled.
"Humph, I really didn't understand before. But now, after hearing what you said, I understand. I've just said that Li Chengqi is afraid. He's deliberately trying to please us. "
Consort Tai Zhen said coldly. Thinking of the grievances, accusations, and abuse she had suffered before, she still felt a little wronged.
"I didn't know that this was sent by The King of Song, but this doesn't seem very good. … "
Yang Zhao picked up the letter in his hand and read it again. He frowned.
"Although I don't know much about poetry, I can tell that there seems to be a sense of longing in this poem. Sister, if this falls into the hands of the Holy Emperor, it won't be a good thing. Why would The King of Song send you such a poem? "
"Brother, you're thinking too much. Look at the words on the paper. Does it look like something written by The King of Song? "
Unexpectedly, Consort Tai Zhen smiled coldly and didn't care at all. Indeed, if this poem was written by The King of Song, there would probably be some rumors.
But Consort Tai Zhen was sure that this was not the handwriting of The King of Song at all.
"This is not the handwriting of The King of Song?"
Yang Zhao copied the letter and smiled awkwardly. He had just noticed that although the poem was well written, the poem was crooked. It was a little ugly to look at.
But he was new here and didn't know much about the court, so he thought that this was the handwriting of the princes of the Tang dynasty. It turned out that this was not written by The King of Song at all.
"Humph, although it's not written by The King of Song, it has his seal on it. At least, he has reached his goal in this letter and represents his intention. It's absolutely right for him to express his goodwill to us in this way. "
Consort Tai Zhen said calmly.
In the past, she would never have been able to understand the political situation in the imperial court. But slander and abuse, as well as the criticism from the court, were the best medicine for a woman to grow up.
Although she wasn't proficient in politics yet, she was definitely no longer the innocent girl who knew nothing about politics.
"Sister, in fact, if The King of Song expresses his goodwill to us, maybe … it's also a good thing for us."
Yang Zhao said carefully, weighing his words.
He could tell that his sister was very dissatisfied with The King of Song, which was reasonable. But Yang Zhao had a different view. Growing up in a gambling house, Yang Zhao was very familiar with this kind of relationship.
The King of Song, Li Chengqi, was a prince of the Tang dynasty with high status and power. Although he was demoted by the emperor for a while, his identity as a prince was still there.
The brother and sister had just come to the capital and had no support in the court. Although King Qi and the Yao Clan supported them, according to Yang Zhao's investigation, the reputation of these two clans wasn't very good. They might not be purely helping them.
If they could get the support of a prince of the Tang dynasty like The King of Song and Li Chengqi, it would be of great help to their situation in the court.
Who was the most profitable person in the gambling house? The banker!
Why?
Because no matter who was gambling with whom, the banker would always be able to take all the money!
Therefore, Yang Zhao thought that King Qi and the Yao Clan were too dangerous. Pulling The King of Song over and benefiting from both sides would be the most helpful for the brother and sister.
"Hmph, I've suffered so much and almost died because of him. I'm not willing to let him go just like that. "
But Consort Taizhen was unwilling to let the matter rest.
"Sister, what do you want to do?"
Yang Zhao asked carefully.
"Big brother, help me write a letter. Tell him that you've received the letter and ask him one question. Why was the ruler so arrogant and then respectful?"
Consort Tai Zhen said with a mocking expression. If she didn't vent her anger and mock Li Chengqi, she would never be able to take it lying down.
"Hu!"
Hearing Consort Tai Zhen's words, Yang Zhao heaved a long sigh of relief. At the very least, his sister was still willing to write a letter. This meant that she wasn't ready to completely fall out with The King of Song. There was still room for reconciliation.
"Alright!"
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