Great Tang Dynasty

Chapter 1386 Mourning Words

Li Chengqian looked much more mature than before.

It may be because of marriage, or it may be because of getting older.

"Meet Your Royal Highness."

Just as Qin Tian stepped forward to salute, he was supported by Li Chengqian, and said, "Sir, you don't have to do this."

Although Qin Tian no longer taught Li Chengqian anything, but at this time Li Chengqian was still called Mr. Qin Tian, ​​which shows that Li Chengqian respects Qin Tian.

"His Royal Highness came to the mansion, but what's the matter?"

Li Chengqian hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Sir, my mother's queen has only passed away for a month or two, and my father wants to make another queen now, and I want to make Wen Wen the queen, which is really unacceptable. What is a good way?"

Li Chengqian wanted Qin Tian to help and stop Li Hou.

After hearing this, Qin Tian smiled wryly, and said: "The harem cannot be left without a master for a day. It is normal for the Holy Majesty to establish a queen. We have no choice but to establish who the Holy Majesty wants. This request of His Royal Highness is a bit embarrassing for the minister."

Seeing what Qin Tian said, Li Chengqian did not give up, and said: "Mr. is a capable person, and there must be a way. Please enlighten me, sir."

Qin Tian hesitated for a moment, and said, "Well, it's not impossible."

"Mr. really has a way."

Qin Tian curled his lips and said, "There is indeed a solution, but it's hard to say whether it will succeed."

"It's okay, sir's method must be useful, sir, just say it."

Qin Tian nodded, then ordered someone to bring a pen and paper, and wrote a poem:

Who says the west wind is cold alone

Xiaoxiao yellow leaves close the window

Contemplating the past and standing in the setting sun
Don't be surprised by the wine, spring sleeps heavily

Gambling books eliminate the fragrance of tea

At that time only Tao was commonplace

After finishing writing like this, Qin Tian handed it to Prince Li Chengqian. Li Chengqian took it over and looked at it, and then said: "Good words, really good words, but sir, what is your intention in writing such a poem?"

Seeing that Li Chengqian didn't understand, Qin Tian shook his head and said, "Your Highness, this is a mourning poem."

After hearing the three words of mourning poem, Li Chengqian suddenly realized, and then looked at the poem again, and then smiled: "Wonderful, really wonderful, sir, this poem is well written, this method is even better. It's wonderful, I get it, I get it."

Qin Tian smiled slightly: "Although His Highness the Crown Prince understands, you can't do this alone. I don't hope that there will be many people who can be conferred queens. As long as you guide them a little, they will understand how to do it."

Qin Tian's meaning is very simple, except that Li Chengqian doesn't want Li Shimin to be a queen, Wei Wang Li Tai also doesn't want Li Shimin to be a queen, so after knowing this method, Wei Wang Li Tai will follow suit immediately.

Even, after learning that Li Shimin wants to make gentle queen, Concubine Yang's people will oppose making a queen.

After all, no one can be a queen, Concubine Yang's status in the palace is still detached, much better than making Wen Rou a queen.

Li Chengqian nodded, he now fully understood what Qin Tian meant.

"Don't worry sir, I understand what to do."
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The weather in Chang'an City is very hot, the heat is unbearable.

It seems that a heavy rain is coming.

There has been a lot of rain this year.

And in this sweltering weather, several mourning poems suddenly became popular in Chang'an City.

One of them is "Huanxisha" written by Qin Tian to Li Chengqian

In addition to Huanxisha, there are several other mourning poems that are no worse than this Huanxisha.

For example, there is a song "Butterfly Love Flower", which is very good.

The hard work is the most pity for the sky and the moon, and the night is like a ring, and every night is like a ring.

If it seems that the moon is finally bright and clean, the ice and snow will be hot.

Without that dust, it is easy to die, and the swallow is still, softly stepping on the curtain hook said.

After singing the autumn grave, the sorrow has not rested, and the spring cluster recognizes the amphora butterfly.

Mourning poems became popular in Chang'an City, and the people in Chang'an City naturally started talking about it.

"After listening to these mourning verses, they are really touching."

"That's right, that's right, the situation back then is so vivid, how can people forget it?"

"Humans, there are always a few infatuated people. These mourning poems are so well written. After people read them, they can't help but burst into tears."

"Who says no, but I heard that the Holy Majesty is about to become a queen, tsk tsk..."

"Hey, when the queen was still there, the Holy Majesty had a good relationship with him. Why is it that the Holy Majesty is about to become a queen shortly after the Queen's death?"

"That's right, that's right, I really don't understand what His Majesty is thinking, why is he so heartless..."

People are not optimistic about Li Shimin's succession, especially after seeing these mourning speeches.

Even if the other half passed away, you can't forget all the past feelings, right?
If so, how can such a person get their respect?

The people discussed and complained a lot.

But when these mourning poems were spreading in Chang'an City, Li Yuanjing frowned slightly.

He already knew about Li Shimin's intention to make Wenrou his queen, but now that several mourning verses suddenly popped up, he wondered if it would have an impact on Li Shimin's making Wenrou his queen.

If it does have an impact, it's not good.

"Damn it, who sent these mourning poems?"

At this time, there are so many mourning verses, and the intention is already clear.

This is obviously to disgust Li Shimin. Just after the queen died, he couldn't wait to put other concubines on it. The relationship between him and the eldest grandson queen is all fake, right?
Worried, worried, at this time Li Yuanjing was particularly worried that there would be variables.

Once there is a change, his plan will be over.

The palace, the imperial study.

There is a poem on Li Shimin's imperial case:

Ten years of life and death are boundless, unforgettable without thinking. Thousands of miles of lonely grave, there is nowhere to say desolate. Even if they meet, they should not know it, dusty face, temples like frost.

At night, You Meng suddenly returned home, Xiaoxuan window, was dressing. There is nothing but tears. Expected to be broken every year, bright moon night, short Matsuoka.

This is a mourning poem, but it doesn't match Li Shimin's situation at all. Empress Changsun died only two months ago.

However, the more unworthy he was, the more Li Shimin's cheeks became hotter.

Because, the person in this word has been missing his dead wife for ten years, but he has only been a month or two, and he is about to re-register as a queen.

Comparing the two, a man would feel ashamed.

Even as the emperor, Li Shimin at this time is still ashamed. He has a deep affection for the eldest grandson empress, and it still hurts when he thinks about it, but it seems reasonable to enshrine the empress?

It's just that, because of the popularity of mourning poems, if he insists on appointing a queen, he is afraid that the common people and officials will criticize him.

This situation is not what he wants to see.

A son of heaven should show affection and righteousness, otherwise what is good at the top will follow suit at the bottom, and there will be endless incidents of people abandoning their wives.

He cannot set this precedent.

(End of this chapter)