"However, what does The King of Song mean by this? These two letters clearly look different! "
Yang Zhao did not continue asking. Instead, he thought of the previous letter. At that time, he could not feel it. Now that he looked at it, the handwriting of the two letters was completely different.
One was crooked. Even Yang Zhao's writing was better than his. The other was firm, forceful, and full of character. It was written by a completely different person.
"Moreover, why would that poem be stamped with The King of Song's seal? What is The King of Song up to? Moreover, that poem is very inappropriate. Is he not afraid of causing His Majesty to misunderstand? "
Yang Zhao was puzzled.
"You'll have to ask him about this."
Consort Tai Zhen said calmly. She spoke calmly, but the fluctuation of her voice at the last moment revealed her true feelings. What letter The King of Song replied was no longer important.
Consort Tai Zhen was only concerned about one thing. Who wrote that "Song of Purity and Peace"? Was there another "Song of Purity and Peace" and "Song of Purity and Peace"?
...
This time, The King of Song finally received the second letter from Consort Tai Zhen. The three of them, The King of Song, Lu Ting, and the old butler, sat together. Consort Tai Zhen's letter was placed on the black gold hollowed out dragon table.
Along with this letter was Wang Chong's crooked "Song of Purity and Peace".
Consort Tai Zhen's letter and Wang Chong's "Song of Purity and Peace" had been placed side by side on the table for two hours. The three of them looked at it over and over again, their expressions indescribably fascinating.
"Good poem, it is indeed a good poem! Wang Yan, Wang Gengzhi, was a military general at the borders. For his son to be so talented in poetry, it is truly amazing! "
Lu Ting was the first to break the silence. He stared at the poem on the table and was not stingy with his praise. This poem was simple and unrestrained, beautiful but not overbearing. If it was placed in the four seas of the Central Plains, it would be an extremely beautiful and excellent work of art that would be passed down by people.
Even Lu Ting had to admit that this poem was the one that crushed most of the scholars in the court. At least, he, Lu Ting, couldn't do it.
However, for some reason, when Lu Ting said those words, the expression on his face was extremely interesting.
"It is indeed a good poem!"
Next to him, The King of Song nodded. The expression on his face was equally marvelous.
He had no idea that Wang Chong had used his name to write a poem for Consort Tai Zhen. It was a poem of love, praise, and even a little ambiguous.
In front of Lu Ting and the old butler, he really didn't know where to put his face.
The King of Song believed that his actions were upright and aboveboard. He had never done such a thing before.
Even though this poem of love and praise for Consort Tai Zhen wasn't written by him but by Wang Chong, it was still his, Li Chengqi's, seal on it. Thus, he couldn't say that he wasn't involved in it.
"It is fortunate that Chong gongzi is intelligent. He intentionally wrote this poem in a crooked manner so that it isn't Your Highness's handwriting. This way, he can clear his suspicions and prevent any misunderstandings. "
In the end, it was Lu Ting who saw through Wang Chong's thoughts:
"Her Highness mustn't write this poem. If it were to fall into the eyes of those with ulterior motives, it would surely lead to rumors. However, Chong gongzi is different. He is only fifteen, much younger than Consort Tai Zhen. It is normal for a young man to be in love with her. Even if it were to be exposed in the future, no one would say anything about it. They would only say that it is the true nature of a young man! "
"In this aspect, Young Master Chong can be said to have thought through everything for Her Highness!"
At the end of his words, Lu Ting couldn't help but sigh. There were some things that one would only understand at the very end.
When Wang Chong asked for the seal of The King of Song and wrote a letter to Consort Tai Zhen in the name of The King of Song, but he refused to allow them to read it, they felt that it was a taboo. They didn't know what Wang Chong was up to.
But now that they thought about it, this young man was intelligent. Everything he did was for the sake of The King of Song.
The relationship between the two clans of The King of Song spanned several generations. From this aspect, this child was truly doing his best for the King of Song!
"This child is indeed considerate. Your Highness, I think that among the three generations of the Wang Clan, this child can be groomed! "
The old butler spoke up.
The old butler rarely spoke, but when he did, his words carried great weight. Hearing the old butler's words, even The King of Song was surprised.
Most of the time, the old butler would remind him to 'be careful' and 'not trust anyone easily'.
This was the first time he heard the old butler recommend someone to him, and this person was a fifteen-year-old 'child'.
Clearly, the old butler had a good impression of the third son of the Wang Clan.
"There's no need to rush this matter. Isn't the royal court discussing the Three Great Training Camps? I heard that the slots for the first batch are very tight. When the time comes, use my token to register this child. "
The King of Song smiled.
"Yes."
The old butler nodded in acknowledgment.
The Three Great Training Camps was established by His Majesty, and it was the first of its kind in the empire. Right now, it had attracted the attention of almost all the nobles and scions of the empire.
However, due to the limited slots, the competition was intense. It wasn't something that could be described as' tight 'by The King of Song. However, with the token of The King of Song, everything would be different.
"Academic Lu, what do you think we should do about Consort Tai Zhen?"
The King of Song turned to look at Lu Ting.
"Hehe, there's no need for Your Highness to be so conflicted. Since Wang Chong didn't hide the matter and allowed Your Highness to read the letter, he must have thought of what to do. Your Highness, there's no need to worry. Just tell Consort Tai Zhen. This way, you'll be able to clear your name and avoid any negative comments in the future. "
Lu Ting said.
There was no problem with Wang Chong writing this' Song of Purity and Peace One ', but there was a huge problem if it was written by The King of Song. Wang Chong was still young, and it was normal for him to yearn for a beauty. No one would say anything about it.
However, if it was The King of Song, he would really be impeached by the imperial censors. This matter had to be cleared up before it sprouted!
This was clearly what Wang Chong meant.
"Then … we'll do as you say."
The King of Song nodded, but he was sighing inwardly. Consort Tai Zhen sent two letters in a row. The first one was sarcastic, and the second one was interrogative. The reproach in her tone was significantly reduced.
Obviously, Wang Chong's strategy worked!
As long as Consort Tai Zhen didn't anger him and the officials in the imperial court because of her entry into the palace, King Qi and the Yao family would find it difficult to use Consort Tai Zhen to gain power in the imperial court.
This way, the impact of this matter could be minimized.
…
The King of Song's reply soon reached Yuzhen Palace. This was the first time Consort Tai Zhen learned who the author of 'Song of Purity and Peace One' was.
"Wang Chong?"
In the tent, Consort Tai Zhen frowned deeply when she saw the name on the letter. She had never heard of this name before.
The speaker didn't mean anything, but the listener knew.
Yang Zhao wasn't really interested in the person who wrote 'Song of Purity and Peace One'. He was only interested in the dice in the gambling den. He just couldn't convince his younger sister.
Just that, upon hearing the name 'Wang Chong', Yang Zhao's heart skipped a beat.
"Younger sister, what did you just say?"
Yang Zhao's body trembled as he suddenly asked.
"Wang Chong!"
"Which Wang Chong?"
"The letter says that he's from the Wang Clan, the son of the border general Wang Yan."
Weng!
Yang Zhao's heart jolted. He widened his eyes in shock. Suddenly hearing this name here really caught him off guard.
"Why? You know him?"
Consort Tai Zhen immediately sensed something and shock appeared on her face.
"If you're talking about the youngest son of the famous general Wang Yan, then I'm afraid that I might really know him!"
Yang Zhao nodded his head seriously. There was an indescribable eeriness in the situation. For some reason, he suddenly thought of the young man who sold his sword at the Bluebottle Pavilion and gave him a thousand gold taels after he stopped him.
Never in his wildest dreams did Yang Zhao expect to hear his name here.
"How is this possible?"
Yang Zhao's eyes widened, and his heart trembled. That child was only fourteen or fifteen years old. To be able to forge the number one sword in the world and write such a good poem?
More importantly, why would he write a letter for The King of Song?
Could it be that this child was highly regarded by The King of Song?
For an instant, Yang Zhao felt as though his brain wasn't enough to comprehend the situation. He felt as though he had seen a ghost.
"What's going on?"
Consort Tai Zhen was even more surprised than Yang Zhao.
Since her cousin didn't deny it, it was clear that he really knew the other party. But … how was this possible? Cousin had only been in the capital for a short period of time, how could he possibly know the person who wrote the poem for him?
"Sister, do you remember I told you that there was a fool who gave me a thousand taels of gold?"
Yang Zhao asked straightforwardly.
"I remember. What's wrong?"
"That fool is called Wang Chong!"
Yang Zhao said.
"Ah!"
Consort Tai Zhen was stunned as well.
"You mean to say that the person who wrote the poem for me is only a fifteen-year-old child?"
"Un. If he is indeed a descendant of the Wang Clan. "
Yang Zhao lowered his head and said seriously.
"How is this possible?!!"
Consort Tai Zhen was astonished.
She couldn't believe that the person who wrote the beautiful 'Poem of Purity and Peace', who praised her as though she was a fairy, and who seemed to be yearning for her, was only a fifteen-year-old young man.
But thinking about the crooked handwriting and the yearning between the lines, in the depths of her heart, Consort Tai Zhen believed it.
If the person who wrote the 'Poem of Purity and Peace' was really a fifteen-year-old young man, wouldn't it be strange for his crooked handwriting to be the same?
More importantly, if the poem was written by The King of Song, both she and The King of Song would surely be criticized. But if it was written by a fifteen-year-old young man who had seen her before, it wouldn't be a big deal.
Just that, Consort Tai Zhen couldn't understand it. She had been residing in Yuzhen Palace all this while. How did that child know her appearance?
All kinds of thoughts flashed across her mind. For the first time, Consort Tai Zhen suddenly felt a strong sense of curiosity toward the 'Wang Chong' whom she had never met before.
What kind of young man was he to be able to spend so much money so casually?
What kind of young man was he to be able to write such a poem and not conceal his yearning for her?
More importantly, he was only a fifteen-year-old child!
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