Chapter 33 The mystery hidden in poetry

Author: Feng Si Niang

Chapter 33 The mystery hidden in poetry

"The breeze on the pine path is clear, you can hear the chirping of cranes, and the fragrance of epiphyllum flowers is dim, and I can see the monk returning."

"The night-blooming night-blooming night-blooming moon shines upon the moon, and the bay leaves are dancing with the wind of the palace."

"The treasure tree is soaring and the flowers are pure, and the night-blooming night-blooming flowers are fascinated by their colors. There is a way to respond to laughter, and the poem continues the lantern title."

As soon as the last sentence was finished, the whole place fell silent, except for the continuous sound of gurgling water in the stream.

Most of the royal family members and nobles at the table knew it well.

But young officials like Yan Taoxue and Sheng Ruchi were very surprised by the sudden cold atmosphere at the table.

The wine glass came to Zhou Xian, but because Zhou Xian didn't pick it up, the wooden tray was stuck between the stones.

As the water flows, it makes a regular sound of knocking, knocking, knocking, which is matched with the sound of Zhanfeng Duo like a stone hitting a piece of bamboo.

In the silent dining room, there was a strange pattern.

Zhou Si raised his eyes and knew that the prince and his legitimate son had arranged a Hongmen Banquet.

Zhou Xian just went out and came back with all his fangs on full display. He couldn't hide it. Is this what it was?

But what does he mean by this? Wouldn’t it make himself unhappy if he co-authored it?

Zhou Yan responded quickly, "Niece, this sentence doesn't count. You need to say it again, or you will be punished with three cups!"

Zhou Xian did not answer his question, but changed the topic and said,

"Fei Lu has been with the Eighth Uncle for some years. He is one of the few eunuchs who has read a book. I heard from my father that he was even praised by the Emperor in his early years, so he pointed it out to the Eighth Uncle. He must be the way of a saint. Cheng

Zhu Neo-Confucianism should have been immersed in the flesh and blood long ago, so how could he do such a thing as 'preserving human desires and destroying the laws of nature'?"

Zhou Si looked calm:

"In the final analysis, he is greedy and has no skills. After many years of ups and downs in the officialdom, he has long forgotten the teachings of the saints. If he does such an unscrupulous thing, it would be easier for him to kill himself."

"Yes, it's no secret that my cousin has read the books of sages for two years, and he was also crazy about Master Zhu during those years. Unexpectedly, he secretly had an affair with Fei Lu.

If he was just confused for a moment, that's it. If he really did something that is unforgivable, not even the gods can save him."

Zhou Xian finally picked up the wine glass in front of him and spoke with a half-smile.

The prince was naturally confused when he heard this, saying that it was his eighth brother and his son who were exposing each other's scars, and it didn't look like they were tearing them apart in public.

But many smart people have already figured out the clue:

Zhou Yan secretly clenched his fists, Zhou Xian was unworthy of his father, and he was not 100% sure about the matter. He would not let out even a single detail easily. Obviously, there would be no turning around if he started with his so-called cousin;

So what he just said was just to warn him and Myna? Is there a deeper meaning?

Yan Tao Xue seems to be moved, and every word of His Highness Taisun just now seems to be consistent with Cheng Zhu Neo-Confucianism?

So what does the poem that His Highness Taisun recited at the beginning after returning to the table mean?

After thinking about his position in the Ministry of Punishment, Yan Tao learned that his intuition might be related to him. He chewed the poem that Zhou Xian had just read in his mouth several times and memorized it.

***

After seeing off Luo Min, Du Heng took two more steps and saw Xue Feibai waiting for her in the dimly lit place in front.

Du Heng stood side by side with him relatively silently, looking at the dark night here, listening to the noisy sound of the prince and others playing music and drinking water not far away, the movement and silence seemed like two worlds.

It was Du Heng who spoke first: "Since we cooperate, what do you want me to help you with?"

"Don't worry. When I need it, I will spare no effort to help you."

Xue Feibai's voice came from the side, and there was no movement after that.

Xue Feibai was also aware of the situation and did not ask why Du Heng was interested in the Lin family's letters to the enemy.

When the movement over there stopped for a while, Xue Feibai asked:

"What do you think should be done about the children abducted by Fei Lu?"

Du Heng frowned, "I heard that they were all purified before being sent to the capital. This Fei Lu is really worse than a beast..."

One is that if you come to the capital and purify yourself, there is still a risk of infection and death. Every child sent here has a cost;

Secondly, it is to cut off those thoughts of being a parent. What is the use of bringing back a child who is disabled and cannot continue the family line? If he goes back to cause trouble, he should simply treat him as dead...

Therefore, among the parents of so many missing children, only a dozen pairs can insist on going all the way to the capital to file a lawsuit;

Among them, there were also some who came alone, and there were probably dozens of people.

Likewise, no matter what happens to these children, even if they are just white bones or a handful of loess, these parents will take them home.

Such great parental love makes people despair and despair in reality.

This is like the last lotus left in the lotus pond that has long since bloomed. It is emitting the last remaining scent in the late summer. It is full of the rotten fragrance of death and chilling. It has a kind of eerie beauty.

“Everyone saw that the Crown Prince and the Eighth Prince were inseparable: the Eighth Prince continued to behave like a good old man and took all the children to his mansion;

The prince was not to be outdone, and gave nothing to the parents who had come all the way to Beijing; but he did not want to think about what those parents who lost their children wanted..."

Xue Feibai's voice, which used to be light and bright, has now become darker, indicating the master's mood as gloomy as rain.

"I have some money left, and I plan to give it to them when they leave Beijing.

The journey home is long, and the road to life is even more difficult and long, and there are many places where money is needed."

Du Heng also thought, if this happened to his brother and the others, how would they deal with it?

No matter how smart I was in the past, I was just a daughter in a boudoir, and men had to deal with the storm outside;

This public case was caused by my desire for revenge. I just wanted to go along with the situation, but I didn't expect that it added a burden that I couldn't remove from my heart.

Seeing Du Heng sighing, Xue Feibai seemed to be unable to bear it, and patted her shoulder comfortingly:

"You did the right thing. If it weren't for you, those children would still be in misery now! Don't blame yourself;

By the way, what can you whisper to Luo Min that can help her win Zhou Xian's love?"

Du Heng didn't seem to be in the mood to pursue Xue Feibai's eavesdropping on her conversation with Luo Min, so he just said truthfully:

"I told her to ask Zhou Xian to pay attention, so as not to lose his wife and lose his troops.

The Eighth Prince thought, "If you lose something in the east, you will gain something in the mulberry tree." He was pointing his sword at Yan Tao School!

Zhou Xian worked so hard to help him finish the work, but don't lose it on the branches and leaves."

"Oh——" Xue Feibai nodded thoughtfully, "Why are you helping the prince?"

"I didn't help him, I just wanted to make it difficult for them all."

After saying that, Du Heng ended the conversation, left without a trace of nostalgia, and returned to Xue Feibai's usual aloof appearance.

Xue Feibai shrugged, it didn't matter, he didn't want to make it easy for any party anyway.
Chapter completed!