Chapter 460: The lone goose refuses to drink and peck
And this tea does look a lot like the trees in the distant mountains after a light rain. It is green and fresh. This tea gives people a very refreshing feeling.
"This is good tea." Yu Qianzhi praised it after tasting it.
"How about the Jade Snow Little Biluo that Master Yu mentioned?"
Yu Qianzhi compared it in his mind and was about to comment. At this moment, a servant came outside and whispered a few words into Yang Ancheng's ear.
Yang Ancheng's originally smiling expression froze, his hand shook, and he spilled some of the tea he had just taken a sip.
A few drops of hot tea splashed on his hands. Yang Ancheng couldn't care less. He barely suppressed his surprise and said to Yu Qianzhi, "Master Yu, I'm in a hurry. I'm afraid I won't be able to drink tea with you today."
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"It will be the same another day. Since Mr. Yang has something urgent, I won't bother you." Yu Qianzhi put the porcelain bowl on the table and stood up to leave.
After he went out and got on the ox cart parked outside the Yang Mansion, Yu Qianzhi sighed softly.
With the power of his ears, even if the servant whispered in Yang Ancheng's ear, he heard it clearly. Yu Qianzhi sighed and said to the coachman in front: "Go directly back to the house!"
As the vehicle drove by, Yu Qianzhi had a gloomy face, his heart shrank into a ball, and his fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly. Others didn't know it, but he knew it. That day, Su Ziji brought the letter to Beijing, originally looking for his help, but he refused.
, not only refused, but also gave hints and warnings.
"My mood at the time was that I didn't want Su Ziji to add fuel to the already turbulent battle over the succession, but I'm afraid I couldn't make Su Ziji forgive me."
Although Yu Qianzhi felt that he had thousands of reasons, he also knew this.
"Su Ziji is going to be summoned back to Beijing. His Majesty has ordered the clan government to discuss the name. It seems that the matter is a foregone conclusion."
"We have reached this point after all. I just don't know how much Yu Ze the prince still has. Maybe we can test it. This should be the intention of the palace."
Since he still knew a little about the man on the dragon throne, he wanted to go back immediately to prepare to deal with this incident.
Princess Mansion·Wanghu Tower
Wanghu Tower is located in the northeast of the mansion, facing the artificial lake. It is a double-story building with a vermilion eaves and a pavilion hanging in the middle. It is in a room with two half-open windows and a thick wool blanket spread inside, which is soft and warm.
On the table in the middle are sheets of poems.
Princess Xinping sat down on her knees, poured some water on the inkstone, and started grinding the ink slowly.
As the ink gradually thickened, she spread rice paper on several desks. She picked up the soft hair with her slender fingers like onion tubes and dipped them in the ink. A few lines of graceful and delicate words flowed out.
"The solitary wild goose does not drink and peck, but the flying chirps are heard by the flock."
"Who can pity a shadow and miss each other through thousands of clouds?"
"Looking at everything seems like seeing, and mourning as much as hearing about it."
"Wild crows have no thoughts and make a lot of noise."
This poem, which was sent to Ye Buhui along with the family letter, actually appeared in Princess Xinping's pen and was written down by her.
Princess Xinping was born into a royal family. She was not proficient in playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but at least she had a certain level. She looked at the poem on the paper and read it silently. For a moment, she was in a daze and couldn't help but feel sorry for herself.
Princess Xinping lost face in her circle because of the grounding. In fact, the supervision over her is no longer as strict as it was some time ago. However, she thinks she has been hurt by her father, so she only goes to the palace a handful of times.
, every time I went to see Concubine Wu.
It was also when I met Concubine Wu for the first time that I learned that her mother-in-law had also been punished by her father because of her affair with Su Ziji.
"Why is this poem not for me?"
I put the written piece on the table. Judging from the amount accumulated, I am afraid it is quite a lot. Moreover, if I look closely, one after another, there are no other people's works. They are all poems by Su Ziji.
These poems, both in terms of words and poems, are so outstanding that Princess Xinping cannot help but become obsessed with them every time she finishes writing them and recites them repeatedly.
She wrote another song. She thought about it and wrote "It's better not to meet each other, then we won't fall in love."
This is not really a poem, but every time it is recited, Princess Xinping feels very sad.
She felt more and more that Su Ziji was her intimate person.
"It's better not to meet each other, then we won't fall in love? I want to meet and fall in love too!"
"Su Ziji, this princess has made up her mind, I want to be your head wife!"
"Why can't I like Su Ziji?"
Originally she just had a good impression, but under the strong suppression of her father, she became more and more interested in him.
Princess Xinping gradually felt that although there were many noble sons in the capital, there was only one Su Ziji who truly understood her.
"Even if he is a hateful guy, who can match his talent?"
In fact, this idea has only arisen frequently recently, but it has to be said that the germ appeared as early as the beginning, but now it has grown, and Princess Xinping herself has to face up to her own thoughts.
She looked at the poems in front of her and whispered: "Su Ziji, although I can completely force you to divorce your wife and make you belong to me only, but I know that you are a nostalgic person. If I force you like this, you will not
hapiness."
"So, as a princess, I am willing to be your head wife, and I can also let your child bride be your concubine."
"Look, I'm reasonable enough for you, right?"
Even if she has changed from a principal wife to a concubine, as long as she has her own tolerance, Su Zi's child bride may not be worse off than she is now.
Just when I was thinking like this, I suddenly heard a maid approaching and respectfully said outside the pavilion: "Princess, this slave is Lancao. I wonder if I can come in now?"
Princess Xinping raised her eyes slightly and said lazily: "Come in."
Lancao is a female official of Pixiang Palace. Being able to become a female official in the palace where she was once a favored concubine is naturally the same as that of an ordinary palace official.
With a delicate appearance and an orchid temperament, she came in as soon as Princess Xinping said "come in".
Princess Xinping glanced at her, then lowered her head and continued writing poems.
Lancao came in a hurry, but she didn't speak immediately when she came in. Instead, she looked at the princess who was quietly writing a poem with a hint of pity, and then glanced around.
"The princess's calligraphy is becoming more and more popular." Lancao looked at one of the poem posts carefully and couldn't help but admire it.
Princess Xinping knew that Lan Cao had suddenly come over, and she thought something was wrong. The last time she went to the palace, she was persuaded by her mother to stay away from Su Ziji. When Princess Xinping saw the people in Pixiang Palace, her expressions were indifferent.
When I heard Lan Cao's praise, I replied lightly: "Poetry is better."
This gesture fell into Lan Cao's eyes, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat, thinking to herself: "The empress really guessed it right, the princess is still thinking about that person."
She could only follow Concubine Wu's instructions: "Yes, poetry is better, but no matter how good it is, it doesn't belong to you."
"Why, is it my mother's concubine, or is it someone else's objection? You are asked to come here to say this, or is it the father's will?"