Chapter 128: The Truth Revealed!

Chapter 128

"However, what does King Song mean? These two letters obviously look different!"

Yang Zhao didn't ask any more questions, but remembered the previous letter. I couldn't feel it at the time, but looking at it now, the handwriting of the two letters is completely different.

A crooked letter, Yang Zhao's writing is better than his. The other letter was strong, vigorous, and very strong, and it was not written by the same person at all.

"Besides, why is King Song's seal stamped on that poem? What kind of mystery is King Song playing? Besides, that poem is very inappropriate. Isn't he afraid of causing His Majesty's misunderstanding?"

Yang Zhao looked puzzled.

"I'll ask him that."

Concubine Taizhen said calmly, she spoke calmly, but the fluctuation of her voice at the last moment revealed her true heart. It doesn't really matter what letter King Song wrote back.

Concubine Taizhen really cared about only one thing. Who wrote the song "Qing Ping Tiao Ci"? Do you still have Qingpingdiaoci 2 and Qingpingdiaoci 3?

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This time King Song finally received the second letter from Concubine Taizhen. The three of them, King Song, Lu Ting, and the boss, gathered together, and there was the letter from Concubine Taizhen on Wujin's hollowed-out Gunlong table.

Together with this letter, there is also Wang Chong's crooked "Qing Ping Diao Ci 1".

Concubine Taizhen's letter and Wang Chong's "Qing Ping Tuo Ci Yi" have been placed side by side on the table for an hour. The three of them looked at it again and again, with indescribably wonderful expressions.

"Good poems, really good poems! Wang Yan Wang Gengzhi is a frontier military general, and the heirs he taught have such a talent for poetry and writing, it is really amazing!"

It was Lu Ting who broke the silence first, staring at the poem on the table, without hesitation in his praise. This poem is absolutely concise, free and easy, beautiful but not colorful, placed in the middle of the earth and everywhere, it is an extremely beautiful and excellent work that people can recite.

Even Lu Ting had to admit that the poem in this poem was the one that crushed most of the talented scholars and bureaucrats in the imperial court. At least he, Luting, couldn't do it.

However, for some reason, when Lu Ting uttered the words, the expression on his face was extremely wonderful.

"A good poem indeed!"

aside,

King Song nodded, and the expression on his face was equally wonderful, beyond words.

He had no idea that Wang Chong actually wrote a poem of longing, praise, and even ambiguity to Concubine Taizhen in his name.

In front of Lu Ting and the boss, this really made him wonder where to put his face.

King Song thought he was upright and upright, but he had never done this before.

Although this poem of longing for and praising Concubine Taizhen was not written by him at all, but was ghostwritten by Wang Chong, but the seal on the poem was his Li Chengqi's big seal, so he couldn't say that it had nothing to do with it.

"Fortunately, Mr. Chong is born smart. This poem is specially written crookedly, so you can tell it's not His Highness's handwriting at a glance. This can also clear up suspicion and avoid misunderstandings."

In the end, Lu Ting saw through Wang Chong's thoughts:

"Your Highness must never write this poem. If it falls into the eyes of those who care about it, it will inevitably cause gossip. But Mr. Chong is different. He is only fifteen years old, much younger than Concubine Taizhen. Young Mu Ai, but It is human nature, even if something happens in the future, no one will say anything. It will only be said that it is the true nature of young people!"

"From this point of view, His Highness, Mr. Chong, has considered all aspects!"

At the end, Lu Ting was filled with emotion. Some things, only at the end, will understand why.

When Wang Chong asked for the seal of King Song, and wrote a letter to Concubine Taizhen in the name of King Song, but they were not allowed to read it, they still felt that it was a secret. I don't know what Wang Chong is doing.

But now that I think about it, this young man is talented and intelligent, and everything he does is actually for King Song in every aspect.

The friendship between the Song Dynasty and Wang family has been several generations. From this aspect, this child has really put his heart and soul into it!

"This child really has a heart. Your Highness, I thought that among the three generations of the Wang family, this child might be able to be cultivated vigorously!"

The boss also spoke.

The boss seldom speaks, but when he speaks, it often has extraordinary weight. Hearing what the boss said, even King Song was a little surprised.

Most of the time, the boss reminded him to "be careful" and "don't trust someone easily".

This was the first time he heard the boss recommend someone to him, and this person was a fifteen-year-old "kid".

Obviously, the boss has a very good impression of the third son of the Wang family.

"There is no need to worry about this matter for the time being. Isn't the court already discussing the three major training camps? I heard that the first batch of places is very tight. When the time comes, take my token and apply for this kid."

King Song laughed.

"Yes."

The boss nodded and acknowledged it.

The matter of the three major training camps was initiated by His Majesty and the Empire. Now it has attracted almost all the princes and nobles in the empire, the children of wealthy families.

But because of the limited number of seats, the competition is very fierce, far from being tense as King Song said. However, if there is the token of King Song, everything will be completely different.

"Bachelor Lu, what do you think about Concubine Taizhen?"

King Song turned his head to look at Lu Ting who was on the side.

"Hehe, why bother your Highness. Actually, Wang Chong didn't hide anything and just let His Highness read the letter. Obviously, he has thought about what to do. Your Highness doesn't have to worry about it, just tell Concubine Taizhen directly. Speak ill."

Lutin said.

There is no problem with Wang Chong's writing of "Qing Ping Diao Ci 1", but there is a big problem with Song Wang. Wang Chong was young, Mu Ai was a young man, it was normal for him to yearn for a beauty, no one would say anything.

But if the king of song is changed, he will really be impeached to death by the royal officials. This thing has to be scrubbed before it buds!

Wang Chong obviously meant the same thing.

"Then... just do as you say."

Song Wang nodded his head, but his heart was full of sighs. Concubine Taizhen sent two letters in a row, the first letter was ridiculed, the second letter was questioning, the tone of blame was obviously reduced a lot.

Obviously, Wang Chong's strategy had an effect!

As long as Concubine Taizhen doesn't get angry with himself and all the officials in the court because of entering the palace, it will be very difficult for King Qi and the Yao family to use Concubine Taizhen to sit in the court.

The impact of this matter can also be minimized.

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King Song's reply soon arrived in Yuzhen Palace, and this was the first time that Concubine Taizhen knew who the author of "Qing Ping Diao Ci 1" was.

"Wang Chong?"

In the palace tent, looking at the name on the letter paper, Concubine Taizhen frowned deeply. He had never heard of this name.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.

Yang Zhao was actually not very interested in the person who wrote "Qing Ping Diao Ci Yi". All he was interested in was the dice in the casino. It's just that I can't beat my sister.

However, Yang Zhao's heart skipped a beat when he suddenly heard the name "Wang Chong".

"Sister, what did you just say?"

Yang Zhao trembled all over, and asked suddenly.

"Wang Chong!"

"Which Wang Chong?"

"The letter said he was a son of the Wang family, the son of the frontier general Wang Yan Wang Gengzhi."

"Buzz!"

Yang Zhao's heart was shocked, his eyes widened suddenly, with a look of surprise on his face. Hearing this name suddenly here really caught him off guard.

"Why, you know him?"

Concubine Taizhen immediately sensed something happened, she was surprised.

"If you're talking about the youngest son of the famous general Wang Yan, then I'm afraid you really know him!"

Yang Zhao nodded seriously, feeling an indescribably weird feeling. In the dark, he thought of the young man who sold swords in Qingfenglou, and after being stopped by him, he gave him a thousand taels of gold without saying a word.

Yang Zhao never expected that he would hear his name again here.

"how can that be?"

Yang Zhao's eyes widened violently, and his heart was greatly shaken. That child seems to be only fourteen or fifteen years old. He can forge the best sword in the world and write such good poems?

And the key is, why did he write a letter for King Song?

Could it be that this child is still highly valued by King Song?

For a moment, Yang Zhao felt that his brain was not enough. There is a feeling of hell.

"what is the problem?"

Concubine Taizhen was even more surprised than Yang Zhao.

The cousin didn't deny it, it was obvious that he really knew each other. But... how is it possible? How long has my cousin been in Beijing, how could he know the person who wrote poems for him?

"Sister, remember that I mentioned to you that a fool gave me a thousand taels of gold?"

Yang Zhao said directly.

"Remember, what's wrong?"

"That idiot is called Wang Chong!"

Yang Zhao said.

"what!"

Concubine Taizhen was also stunned:

"You mean the man who wrote me the poem was just a fifteen-year-old kid?"

"Well. If he is indeed a descendant of the Wang family."

Yang Zhao lowered his head and said seriously.

"how can that be?!!"

Concubine Taizhen was astonished.

She couldn't believe that the person who wrote the extremely beautiful "Qing Ping Diao Ci Yi", the person who praised him like a fairy and faintly showed yearning, was actually only a fifteen-year-old boy.

But thinking about the crooked handwriting, thinking about the longing between the lines, deep in her heart, Concubine Taizhen believed it again.

If the person who wrote Qingping Tiao Ci Yi was really just a fifteen-year-old boy, wouldn't it be surprising that he wrote crooked handwriting?

More importantly, if the poem was written by King Song, I am afraid that no matter whether it is her or King Song, it will inevitably attract criticism. But if it was written by a fifteen-year-old boy who had read himself, then it would be nothing.

It's just that Concubine Taizhen couldn't figure it out, she had been living deeply in Yuzhen Palace. How on earth did the kid know what she looked like?

All kinds of thoughts flashed through her mind. For the first time, Concubine Taizhen suddenly developed a strong curiosity about that "Wang Chong" whom she had never met before.

What kind of boy is he who can spend a lot of money casually?

What kind of young man can write such poems without concealing his yearning for himself?

The point is, this is still a fifteen-year-old child!

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Concubine Taizhen suddenly had a strong interest in her heart!

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