In a grand hall in the King of Song Residence, Lu Ting, the old butler, and Wang Chong were gathered together. However, the King of Song wasn't around.
Wang Chong had said that if Consort Tai Zhen were to send a letter, Lu Ting was to intercept it and inform him to come over immediately. Also, he mustn't let the King of Song know of it.
"Chong gongzi, what did you write to Consort Tai Zhen?"
Looking at the letter sent by Consort Tai Zhen, Lu Ting and the old butler stared at one another in dismay.
"I have read the letter. My lord, why are you so deferential now? "
This short sentence was filled with blatant sarcasm. That was the entire content of the letter. It wasn't surprising that Consort Tai Zhen would write a letter to mock the King of Song.
Just based on the prince's fierce objections, it was normal for Consort Tai Zhen to write a letter to lash out at him. More importantly, after so many things had happened, the relationship between the two had deteriorated to the point that they were as incompatible as fire and water.
The fact that Consort Tai Zhen was still willing to write a letter was already beyond their expectations.
Without a doubt, Wang Chong's strategy was working. They had no idea what means he used to ease the relationship between Consort Tai Zhen and the King of Song Residence.
"Hehe, I didn't do anything. I just wrote a poem for Consort Tai Zhen. "
Wang Chong chuckled, displaying his youthful temperament at the right time. He didn't want to leave an impression on Lu Ting and the old butler that he thought too highly of himself.
"Poem?"
Lu Ting and the old butler were at a loss. They couldn't understand what kind of poem Wang Chong had written. What kind of poem could achieve such an effect?
Inexplicably, even the old butler felt that the young man before him was too naive. His thoughts had transcended the boundaries of an ordinary person. Writing a poem for Consort Tai Zhen?
This was something that no one would have thought of.
"But why can't Her Highness know about it?"
The old butler asked doubtfully.
Wang Chong declared in advance that he could not let The King of Song know. Even the old butler felt that it was difficult to keep up with Wang Chong's train of thought.
"You've also seen Consort Tai Zhen's reply. There are some things that we should not trouble The King of Song and reduce the burden on The King of Song. If the King of Song is in trouble, isn't it normal for us to help him out? "
Wang Chong raised his head and laughed.
Hearing Wang Chong's words, the old butler could not help but laugh. He didn't know why, but he suddenly had a good impression of this child.
"We'll do as you say."
The old butler was the kind of person who was suspicious and difficult to get close to. Even back then, the old butler did not trust Wang Chong's father, Wang Yan.
But for some reason, the old butler could not feel any enmity towards Wang Chong's third son, nor did he suspect him.
This was the feeling that Wang Chong gave him.
"Lord Lu, thank you."
Wang Chong looked at Lu Ting and said.
"I really don't understand. You're so young. How did you know that I can imitate The King of Song's handwriting?"
Lu Ting smiled bitterly. He looked at Wang Chong as if he was looking at a shrewd person.
He was very close to The King of Song. It had been more than ten years since they were young. They spent a lot of time together. In addition, when The King of Song had many things to do, Lu Ting assisted him. So he had unknowingly imitated The King of Song's handwriting.
Few people knew about this. But for some reason, Wang Chong knew about it.
"Lord Lu, please."
Wang Chong only smiled and did not reply. He kept urging Lu Ting. Lu Ting could not only imitate The King of Song's handwriting. Wang Chong knew that this Scholar Lu was extremely intelligent. He was born with a strong ability to imitate calligraphy.
He only needed to see three pieces of anyone's handwriting to be able to imitate seventy to eighty percent of it. And if he studied it more, he would be able to imitate it to perfection.
The number one imitator of calligraphy in the Tang dynasty was this person in front of him. But this Lord Lu was also famous for keeping a low profile.
Lu Ting shook his head. But he still carefully laid out the paper, ground the ink, and picked up the brush.
Although he was joking and had a relaxed expression, the moment he picked up the brush, Lu Ting and the old butler's expressions turned grave. Although it was just a letter exchange, it was related to the most important matter in the entire Imperial Court.
In the future, would The King of Song be able to return to the pinnacle and take control of the imperial court? Would King Qi and the Yao family be able to cut off the claws of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Justice? Would the rift between The King of Song and the Holy Emperor, as well as Consort Tai Zhen be mended? The impact of this matter on the civil and military officials, as well as the impact of the future …
All of this was decided by these simple letters.
The two of them knew that it was already quite good that this crisis could be resolved to this extent.
All of this was Wang Chong's credit.
Regarding this matter, the two of them were completely helpless. They could only place their hopes on Wang Chong. Asking 'Consort Tai Zhen' to speak up for The King of Song was a ridiculous idea that they wouldn't even dare to dream of.
Only Wang Chong, who was like a newborn calf that did not fear tigers and had a different way of thinking from ordinary people, dared to propose such an outrageous idea.
"Chong gongzi, what should we do next?"
Lu Ting turned around and looked at Wang Chong.
For a scholar of the imperial court to seek help from a child much younger than him might sound unbelievable, but that was exactly what Lu Ting did.
Perhaps, he didn't realize it himself, but deep in his heart, he had already built up a deep trust and trust in this' child '.
'My lord, there is no need to be humble', these were the original words of Consort Tai Zhen.
Even though he didn't know what Wang Chong wrote to Consort Tai Zhen, he knew that it was definitely words to fawn on her. However, this letter from Consort Tai Zhen wasn't easy to reply to.
In the past dynasties, these words had always meant undisguised mockery. Most negotiations would end in failure.
It wasn't easy to reply to these words.
It would be even more difficult to change Consort Taizhen's mind and attitude towards him.
This wasn't an easy task at all.
However, Wang Chong's expression wasn't what everyone expected. He seemed to have predicted Consort Taizhen's reply before coming here, so he seemed to have a plan in mind.
Leaning in close to Lu Ting, Wang Chong whispered into his ears.
"Ah?!!"
Hearing Wang Chong's words, Lu Ting stared at him dumbfoundedly.
"This isn't too good, right?"
"What's not good about it? Lord Lu, you just have to think about it. This isn't the real King of Song, so wouldn't it be fine? "
Wang Chong laughed heartily in his heart. Lu Ting had always been winning from all sides, and this time, he finally had him in his grasp.
"Lord Lu, I still have to cultivate. I'll have to trouble you with the rest. "
With that, Wang Chong left with a smile.
Only Lu Ting was left behind with a long face.
"Lord Lu, what did that child say?"
The old butler asked curiously.
"Sigh, I finally understand why he called me over but didn't inform The King of Song."
Lu Ting smiled bitterly and told the old butler what had happened.
The old butler couldn't help but laugh after hearing it. Not only did he not help Lu Ting, he even spoke up for Wang Chong, who had already left.
"That child is right. This matter isn't suitable for His Highness to deal with. Scholar Lu, please bear more responsibility for His Highness's matter. I'll have to trouble you with the rest. "
The old butler flicked his sleeves and actually left, leaving Lu Ting alone in the main hall.
Lu Ting smiled bitterly. After a moment of silence, he dipped his pen in ink and pondered for a moment. In the end, he imitated the tone of The King of Song and wrote a letter according to Wang Chong's instructions.
"Send this letter to Yuzhen Palace."
…
"To Your Highness,
Your Highness is an outstanding beauty. You look like a fairy, like a celestial being. You are rare in this world. I was rude before and didn't know that Your Highness is so beautiful. I have offended you. I hope Your Highness will forgive me.
His Majesty is the ruler of the ages and Your Highness is the beauty of the ages. Both of them are rare in this world. I believe that with His Majesty's achievements, only Your Highness is worthy of him. "
"I only hope that Your Highness will be able to help His Majesty with your virtue and talent. His Majesty will be worry-free, and his achievements will be unparalleled."
"Even if Your Highness blames me for my previous offense, I have nothing to say. I only hope that Your Highness and His Majesty will grow old together and enter the Yuzhen Palace as soon as possible! "
"Yours sincerely, The King of Song, Li Chengqi."
In Yuzhen Palace, Consort Tai Zhen was stunned as she read the letter from The King of Song. Although the previous letter only contained a few sentences, it was extremely sarcastic.
Consort Tai Zhen had thought that The King of Song would fly into a rage after receiving such sarcasm. She didn't expect that it would be such a reply.
"Sister, what did The King of Song write?"
Outside the tent, Yang Zhao looked at Consort Tai Zhen, who was holding the letter in her hands and staring blankly into space. He was extremely curious, as if a hundred claws were scratching at his heart. Ever since the Queen received the letter, she had been standing there motionlessly.
Yang Zhao was really curious about what The King of Song had written to make his sister behave like this.
"Take a look for yourself!"
With a flick of her wrist, Consort Tai Zhen handed over The King of Song's letter.
"This, this …"
After reading The King of Song's letter, Yang Zhao was dumbfounded.
"Was this really written by The King of Song?"
"Yes!"
Consort Tai Zhen said faintly. She could still recognize the handwriting of The King of Song. This was undoubtedly the handwriting of The King of Song, Li Chengqi. She could tell that her cousin Li Zhao was surprised.
But it wasn't just him. Even she was very surprised when she saw it. The previous poem was a compliment, and this letter from The King of Song was even more undisguised praise.
When reading this letter, Consort Tai Zhen couldn't help but wonder if The King of Song had really changed so much because he didn't know how she looked.
However, The King of Song's tone in the letter was very sincere, which made Consort Tai Zhen unable to doubt it.
Moreover, it was a great compliment for her to be able to change the attitude of the King of Song in the court because of her beauty. Women were different from men.
Praising a woman's beauty was the greatest flattery to her. There was no woman who did not take pride in her beauty. It was the same for Consort Tai Zhen.
She had a lot of dissatisfaction with Song Chengqi. But at this moment, she suddenly couldn't hate him.
You don't hit a smiling face. How could Consort Tai Zhen bear a grudge against someone who praised her?
"However, to be honest, what he said was not an exaggeration."
Yang Zhao pondered for a moment and soon calmed down. Although the flattery in The King of Song's letter was a little undisguised, Yang Zhao didn't think that the King of Song's words were exaggerated.
His cousin had been a national beauty since she was a child. Obviously, she was going to be a stunning beauty. The older she was, the more beautiful and obvious she was. Sometimes, when people of the same clan saw her, they couldn't help but feel a ripple in their hearts.
However, ever since that mysterious warlock came to visit, all the people of the Yang clan knew that his cousin had the "fate of a phoenix and the disposition of a palace".
Everyone protected her and didn't allow her to come into contact with outsiders.
His cousin was probably the only one who didn't know how beautiful she was.
Back then, when he last saw his cousin, she was only twelve or thirteen years old, but she was already an outstanding beauty. After marrying into Prince Shou's residence for so many years, to be honest, even Yang Zhao hadn't seen what his cousin looked like now.
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