Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 864 Liangdi

Zichen Palace.

The night is quiet, the curtains hang lightly, and the palace lanterns are as bright as beads, extending to the end of the sight - Penglai Pavilion.

Li Xuanye sat on the piano table with one hand on the strings and did not move for a long time.

Yang Yi came forward holding the jade bowl and said respectfully: "Your Highness, it's time for the medicine to cool down."

Li Xuanye was silent.

Yang Yi said: "Your Highness, the wind and cold have not recovered yet, be careful if you catch a cold again."

The fingertips moved slightly, and the strings produced a dull note. Li Xuanye did not look back, but whispered: "Burn incense."

Yang Yi did not dare to say any more, and winked behind her, and then a palace servant stepped forward, took incense, lit it, and placed it in the purple gold incense burner. In an instant, light smoke curled up and the room was filled with fragrance.

Li Xuanye held his breath and concentrated, adjusting his breathing. Then he raised his hand, lowered it, and plucked the strings.

Jiuxiao Qin is the best in the world, and he is very good at music. Even if he is absent-minded, a note he picks up at random is like a crane chirping in the sky.

He was startled slightly and paused his fingers.

Not knowing the inside story, the palace maid hurriedly took the music score and was about to present it, but Yang Yi stopped her with a look.

The sound of the piano plays and the night breeze is cool.

In an instant, the mountains and rivers bowed their heads, and the heaven and earth surrendered.

When Yang Yi heard it at first, she felt that the tune was familiar. She seemed to have heard it somewhere. She tried to distinguish it, but she couldn't name it. She was racking her brains to recall, and suddenly remembered something - this was not a long time ago, the princess played. That song "Tiger Roar"?

I listened carefully, but I felt something was wrong. Compared with Tiger Roar, this song was a little less impassioned and more solemn.

The tune is low, like the sun and moon alternating, and the gods whispering.

The song ends, and there is no lingering sound.

The palace servants lowered their eyebrows, immersed in the awe of the ancient famous piano, and did not dare to raise their heads.

The room was silent.

When she first entered the East Palace, she went to the Gu Mansion for a banquet as the crown princess and amazed everyone with her music.

It also amazed him.

I still remember that all the people in the hall were impressed by her, and they all bowed down in fear.

And she looked at him with a sideways smile, and said in a coquettish tone: "I am not good at my studies. Is there any reward from Your Highness?"

"What reward does the Crown Princess want?"

"Can I have anything you want?"

At that time, in front of a room full of guests, he replied: "Yes."

The husband sings and the wife follows, which makes many people envious.

At that time, he only thought that this was a very ordinary and trivial matter. Since she was the princess whom his matchmaker was marrying, he wanted to hold her in the palm of his hand with honor and love her at the top of his heart.

however……

What now?

The strings are still there, but the couple is gone.

He was silent for a long time, until a guard called outside the door: "Your Highness, He Kui wants to see you!"

He Kui?

Yang Yi frowned and was about to say something when His Highness the Crown Prince had already collected his thoughts: "Come in."

There were gentle footsteps, and someone bowed to enter.

"See His Highness the Crown Prince."

"See His Highness the Crown Prince."

Two voices sounded before and after, one was solemn and respectful, the other was timid. Yang Yi looked at it in surprise, and suddenly took a breath: No!

The man kneeling in front of the case was very familiar to him. He Kui, the official of the East Palace.

But the girl kneeling behind He Kui... looks a little strange?

He felt that he was not the only one who saw him. His Royal Highness also felt the same: "Who are you?"

The girl was wearing a fresh green gauze with a lotus color. When she bowed to the ground, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she mustered up the courage to answer: "...the little girl's name is He Manzhi."

He Manzhi...

Yang Yi understood a little. There had been letters from ministers in the court saying that there was a vacancy for the crown prince and there was no one around the prince to serve him. He had to choose from the people or from the minister's office. In short, he wanted to finalize the matter as soon as possible. .

Among them, the one most recommended by everyone is He Kui's daughter.

First, He Kui was of pure origin and had no deep-rooted connections with the wealthy families in Beijing;

Secondly, He Kui only had one daughter, so he would not have the worry of having his relatives grow up;

Third, He Kui's daughter looks like Xiaojiabiyu, so she will not mess up the prince's mind.

So soon the courtiers unanimously reached a consensus: the women of the He family are gentle and can be adopted as Liang Di.

The prince did not reply to this matter, but everyone understood it tacitly and had already mentioned the process in private.

He Kui also had the intention to promote this matter - he came from a poor family, and he had a place in the capital only because of the recognition of the prince. However, he had no children. With such a daughter, he could not reach a famous family. If he married, it would be worse than the He family. Wouldn't it be wronging myself and my daughter?

Being able to enter the East Palace and serve the prince, even if he is not favored, is better than marrying a small family.

Furthermore, He Kui was the prince's most trusted minister, so in terms of career development, he should have sent his daughter to the East Palace.

Therefore, He Kui was not too vague and went straight to the point: "I heard that His Highness was not in a good mood, and I was very worried. It happened that my daughter made a lotus leaf tea, and I brought her to present it to His Highness, hoping it would relieve His worries."

And give you tea?

He Manzhi held a palm-sized box in his hand and raised it above his head. From the beginning to the end, he did not dare to raise his head or say a word.

Yang Yi twitched the corner of her mouth with a hiss, and gave Yuan Ce a look that said, "Just wait until you die."

When the prince was in the worst mood, if he let in this untouchable "Liangdi", wouldn't it mean that he would live too long?

However, what surprised him was that the prince did not have any thunderous anger, and only said a faint "Oh".

"Get up." His Royal Highness even excused the two of them from paying tribute and said, "Watch tea."

"Yes." The palace attendant brought tea out and served them one by one.

As for the box of tea sent by He Manzhi, all those serving in the palace have been strictly trained. Since the prince has not said anything, how to deal with that thing is a matter of knowledge.

The female officer in charge took it and recorded it in the book with pen and ink on the spot, and then gave He Kui a slight bow.

He Kui couldn't guess what the prince was thinking, but he also knew that the prince was most afraid of anyone making his own decisions. Today's move was already a risk, so how could he dare to waste any more words?

So I didn't dare to say anything while holding tea.

He Manzhi was even more timid. He sat down, clutching his handkerchief, lowering his eyes, not daring to take a glance or say another word. He even breathed for fear of causing trouble.

The silence in the room only increased her uneasiness.

She knew that marriage was a major event in a woman's life, and if she made a wrong step, everything would be lost.

Now of these two men, one determines her future, and the other determines her future. The two of them together could determine her whole life.

As a woman herself, she could only wait for their fate like a trapped little animal.

But the two of them said nothing.

He Manzhi was very cramped and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

The lid of the bowl clicked lightly, and her heart skipped a beat. The palace maid placed the tea on the small table, smiled and nodded to her.

She quickly stood up: "Thank you, sister!"

Even though the palace maid was very polite, she twitched her lips. How could this daughter of the He family be so ignorant of etiquette and win the favor of the prince?