"Does Your Majesty also think that the engagement between the princess and General Gu is worthy of being true?"
Song Yanqing was sitting at the slightly lower desk on one side of the hall, holding a bright black brush in his slender fingers. His finger bones were clearly visible in the dim night. He did not raise his head, and his voice was cold and emotionless. He was naturally alone.
It was incompatible with the extravagant music and dancing dancers in the palace.
The emperor's fingers holding the grapes froze slightly, his eyes moved, and with a thought in his mind, he sighed: "Rukawa has always been...stubborn, and it is difficult for me to persuade him of the things he believes in."
"Yes, Mr. Xiao Song, besides, it has spread throughout the streets and alleys of Kyoto that General Gu intends to marry the princess when he returns this time."
Jin Xiao, the chief eunuch who had been taking a nap secretly while holding tea, woke up at the sound and responded with a high-pitched voice.
Song Yanqing put down his pen, picked up a book of participation, and asked: "A minister has written a letter asking your Majesty to personally marry General Gu. Your Majesty... how should you respond?"
After listening to this, the emperor and the chief minister exchanged glances for a moment and ignored him. However, the music became more and more passionate, as if the strings were about to be broken. Several dancers immediately surrounded his majesty, and there was really no chance to speak or respond.
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"Hey, Master Xiao Song, please wait a moment."
Song Yanqing put down the memorial, lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, took the tea from the imperial eunuch, and drank lightly.
Not long after, a young internal official with a childish face hurriedly ran out of the palace. Before he could inform him, he ran close to Jin Xiao, looked around, pulled him and started whispering.
After hearing this, Jin Xiao's face suddenly changed. He hurriedly opened the veil, pulled away several dancers, and said softly to His Majesty: "Your Majesty, it's not good! Concubine Rong Gui is vomiting blood, and her symptoms are the same as three years ago...
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His Majesty's face instantly turned gloomy, and he pushed the dancer in his arms to the ground. In an instant, the dance music stopped.
"Get out! Get out! Get out!"
With a wave of his hand, the glazed gold cup on the desk rolled to the ground. With a round and angry look, he pointed to Song Yanqing and said, "Song surnamed boy! How dare you lie to me!"
"Child?"
Song Yanqing sneered, raised his eyes to look at the emperor, stood up straightly, and walked in front of His Majesty with a cold look on his face.
"Your Majesty, do you have time to reply to me now?"
The emperor stood up with his broken leg still recovering. Facing Song Yanqing, he was temporarily discouraged and sat back angrily, "Three years ago you told me that you were buried in the imperial concubine.
The poison in the body has been detoxified, why did it happen again now? Seeing that the Three Kingdoms Banquet is about to begin, do you want to ruin the banquet!"
"The banquet of the Three Kingdoms is ridiculous. The assassination in the palace and the Qingzhou Copper Mine were two major events that were suppressed for Princess Changle according to your majesty's wishes. However, your majesty still followed the princess's will and led the wolf into the house."
Song Yanqing said, but he smiled softly, shook his head and continued: "That's right, if His Majesty hadn't shown such affection for each other, I wouldn't have allowed him to come down to the Metropolitan Procuratorate three years ago."
The emperor lightly clicked his tongue, thinking of his deceased wife and the past, he turned around and said softly: "My dear, since you know my suffering, why bother to force me to do so!"
"Your Majesty, please don't forget that my intention when I came to the palace three years ago was not to help your Majesty purge the government and opposition, revitalize the government, and conquer the north and south."
Song Yanqing's pupils were pitch black, just like what he saw in the main hall three years ago, when he was still full of rage.
At that time... not long after the new emperor ascended the throne, the foundation was still unstable. Song Yanqing entered the palace as the owner of the forty-eighth building, intending to submit to the imperial court and use it as a reason for the Metropolitan Procuratorate to punish the old ministers. In order to take revenge, he entered alone
Enter the Funing Hall.
He only saw that the three lives of his parents and brothers were exchanged for a high-ranking imperial concubine. The empress was soft and pampered, as fresh as water. He missed the bones of his relatives to the point of breaking his heart. As soon as he thought about entering the palace, he had the idea of perish together.
Unexpectedly, when the Holy Emperor saw that the poppy was about to die, he was so cowardly that he was so timid that he agreed to any conditions. Before Song Yanqing could get angry, he had the idea to cut the flesh with a blunt knife, which would be a pleasure...
In the past three years, he had cleaned up the government and opposition for the emperor, rectified the old ministers, supported the new nobles, and made suggestions. Although he rarely appeared in Kyoto, his reputation was notoriously bad, but it didn't matter. The imperial concubine seemed to be frightened by him and became mentally weak.
After being late at night and sleeping for three days, when I woke up, I had forgotten most of the matter. I didn't even remember Song Yanqing. I occasionally came to the palace to discuss matters, but I was very polite to him.
The escort in the city tower this morning was also very strange.
"Song Yanqing! Don't forget! The honor you have as a censor now was given to you by me!"
"Before I went to Qingzhou, I also talked with your Majesty. I will not forget the revenge of parricide. Are those killers from the shaman clan or are they ordered by your Majesty? I said that I will not go into more details. As for the imperial concubine, I also have an antidote here.
Your Majesty loves the princess, and you should also know the whole story between the two of us. Although your temper is stubborn, you will not disobey the holy will. I am willing to exchange the antidote for your majesty's holy decree."
Song Yanqing spoke sincerely, just one word, and knelt down straight on the ground, with his back straight and never bending down.
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At night, the wind blows.
Chu Shou entered the palace a little early. The carriage was swaying warmly. He took a nap and then entered the palace.
As soon as she entered the palace, she was invited to the palace by Concubine Rong. Along the way, she saw the officials and maids walking briskly and busy.
I heard that the envoys from the two countries in the north and Youyan were already seated. His Majesty fell from a high platform a few months ago and his body has not fully recovered, so it was inconvenient to attend, so Concubine Rong and Princess Changle attended to entertain the guests.
"Remembering the time, it's time for the empress to leave for the banquet. Why are you still in the palace?"
Chu Shouyue asked, confused in his heart.
The little eunuch frowned and hesitated, stamped his feet and said: "Princess, please go to Funing Hall and sit down first!"
Chu Shou fixed his eyes, nodded slightly, turned the carriage's head, and drove down the paved road.
It turned out that Concubine Rong suddenly suffered from abdominal cramps and leaned over and vomited out a large ball of black blood. When Chu Shou saw this, he asked His Majesty where he was at this time. Knowing that Song Yanqing was also there, he had to leave immediately to seek medicine.
The two of them finally had to meet each other, and this turbulent matter could finally be settled. However, Chu Shou did not expect that this day would come in such a hurry.
The Hongqiao, which was darkened by the night, was long and spanned two building walls. The two stepped onto the Hongqiao one by one. It took almost an instant for them to recognize each other.
Time has become so slow, and every step seems to be taken in order to reach each other. This distance was originally an awkward distance, but for Chu Shou, it was a rare tenderness that only made people greedy.
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Song Yanqing was slightly older than her, but with Tianguan's inherent talent, her appearance had long since matured. She had lost her youthfulness, but she still had the spirit of a young man, which always made people happy.
The footsteps became closer and closer, and the two stopped in agreement.
Chu Shou raised her hand and pushed away the people around her. She turned around and looked towards the horizon from a distance.
"Did you plant the poison?"
"Seal your throat when you see blood. You gave it to me."
Chu Shou frowned and turned to look at Song Yanqing, who was smiling slightly. He tsked lightly and raised his hand to call Sanqian: "Seal your throat when you see the blood. Go and deliver the antidote to the noble concubine."
"yes!"
"How is the marriage between the princess and General Gu agreed?" Song Yanqing put his hands behind his hands and walked a few steps forward, leaving Chu Shou behind, looking up at the sky.
"It has been agreed upon, and it will be put on the agenda in a few days..."
"Is the princess so worried?"
"The engagement has been made, why bother talking about it."