prosperous power pet

Chapter 9
"The reason why Your Highness wants to perform at the birthday banquet has something to do with it?" Chong Jin seemed to understand something, and looked at Song Qinghuan with a low tone.

Song Qinghuan said, "This time, the choice of relatives will definitely be chosen from among our three concubines. Emperor Liang is weak and can't be considered a good match, and Liang Country is far away from Yu Country. I spare no effort to keep her. Although my father's impression of me has changed, it is hard to guarantee that I will not be swayed by someone with a heart. In my opinion, Song Qingyu and Song Qingyi are very likely to join forces to push me out." She said calmly, her eyes darkened.

"Your Highness, do you want to use the song of konghou to arouse the remaining nostalgia for Madam in the emperor's heart, so as to protect yourself?"

"Yes! Aunt Chongjin, if I can't win Father's favor at this birthday banquet, the person who married Liang country far away must be me!" Song Qinghuan looked over Chongjin's shoulder and looked into the distance of nothingness.

The wind blows the fallen flowers, rolling up the residual fragrance all over the place.

"Why is Your Highness so determined?" After pondering for a moment, Chong Jin spoke, but his tone was not as blunt as before.

Why are you so sure?

Song Qinghuan evoked a wry smile.In the previous life's father's birthday banquet, Song Qingyi and Song Qingyu colluded in advance to perform at the banquet, and the father's dragon face was very happy.When it was his turn, he missed the opportunity to perform because he was unprepared, which made his father even more displeased. After a few days, he became the candidate to make peace with Liangguo.

There are twists and turns, one link after another, interlocking, and she can't make mistakes in any link!
Before Song Qinghuan could reply, Chongjin sighed.

"Come on! Come on! Since Your Highness has made up his mind, this servant can only help you."

Seeing that things turned around, Song Qinghuan was overjoyed, her eyes brightened, "Auntie means...?"

"My servant can't tell you the reason why Madam left. But I have a letter here, which Madam left for me before she left. She said, if His Highness is in trouble someday, I will ask this letter to you, and let you hand it over to the emperor." .”

Song Qinghuan was slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered the scene in her previous life.

At that time, the imperial decree of the marriage had been issued, and she was depressed, so she locked herself in the palace and did not come out.Chongjin came to look for her several times, but he was already estranged from her at that time, and because he was in a bad mood, someone sent her back, and he never saw her again until he got married.

Thinking about it now, could it be that she wanted to give this letter to herself at that time?

"Your Highness?"

Song Qinghuan regained consciousness, and smiled apologetically at Zhongjin, "Auntie, do you know what was written in the letter left by the concubine?"

Chongjin shook his head, "I don't know, but Madam once said that as long as the emperor reads that letter, no matter what His Highness asks, the Emperor will definitely not refuse."

There is such a thing!

Song Qinghuan's eyes suddenly lit up.She didn't know that there was such an unexpected bargaining chip. It turned out that even God was helping her in her rebirth.

"Thank you, Auntie!" The big rock that weighed on my heart finally loosened a little.

"Later... I will send someone to deliver the letter to Your Highness's palace." There was a flash of hesitation in Chong Jin's eyes, as if... there were still some concerns.

Song Qinghuan was immersed in joy at that time, and did not notice the slight change of expression on her face.

"But Your Highness, there is still room for discussion on this matter."

"Auntie, please tell me." Song Qinghuan raised his head with a serious expression.

"For one thing, as far as this servant knows, His Highness does not know how to play konghou." Chongjin looked at her more and more refined eyebrows and eyes, feeling a little dazed.

"I have found the person who passed on the technology."

Chong Jin's eyes slightly opened, his expression surprised, "The harp is a rare musical instrument, logically, very few people in the Yu Kingdom know about it. Who is it that knows how to play the harp?"

"Gong Ling of Qianzhan Pavilion."

"Qianzhan Pavilion?" Chongjin murmured for a moment, then raised her eyes to Song Qinghuan, "Is this Gong Ling the girl from Lefang?"

Chong Jin nodded, "Gong Ling's konghou skills are unique in Qianzhan Pavilion."

"Gong Ling..." Chong Jin silently recited her name, and puzzled eyes flashed across her eyes.The skills of the harp are not passed on to outsiders, where did she learn it?Could it be...

"Auntie, do you think there's something wrong?" Song Qinghuan's crisp voice brought Chongjin back to his senses.

She shook her head, "No. It's just that there are only three days left before the emperor's birthday banquet, Your Highness...is there enough time?"

Song Qinghuan smiled slightly.She has never learned the harp, but...she had learned the harp before crossing over, but it was just a piece of music to cope with, so it was not difficult to think about it.

Seeing that Song Qinghuan was in full swing, Chong Jin didn't say much, but said, "This is one. Second, even if His Highness pleases the Emperor at the birthday banquet, even if His Highness has a letter from his wife as a guarantee, the king's heart is unpredictable. The empress or Xunmei are obstructing it, so what if the emperor listens to the slander?"

Xun Meiren is Song Qingyu's mother and concubine.

Xun Meiren's father, Xun Zicang, was a protégé of the head of the Wei family, Wei Rong. In the court, the Xun family followed the Wei family. In the harem, Xun Meiren and Song Qingyu naturally hugged the queen and Song Qingyi's thighs.Compared to keeping Song Qinghuan, a thorn in her side, leaving Song Qingyu behind naturally made the Queen feel more at ease.

Therefore, the few of them will join forces to deal with Song Qinghuan, and Chongjin's worries are not unreasonable.

Although Madam said it firmly, people's hearts are unpredictable and the world is unpredictable. What if Madam's letter doesn't work?Before leaving, the madam told him to take good care of His Highness, and he must not let her trust down.

Chong Jin frowned slightly, and looked at Song Qinghuan worriedly.

"It's not enough to please the royal father, the most important thing... is to make the royal father dislike Song Qingyu."

Chong Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression slightly surprised. Hearing His Highness's tone, did he have a plan?

"What's your plan, Your Highness?"

Song Qinghuan took a step under the peach tree, reached out and plucked a peach blossom and played with her fingertips. The bright red peach petals set off her slender fingers, showing a beautiful color like white jade. "I have a handle on Song Qingyu in my hand. As long as this matter is revealed in front of the father, no matter how much Xun Meiren and the queen plead for mercy, they will not be able to keep Song Qingyu. But..."

She paused, looked back at Chongjin, her lips parted slightly, her eyes were as clear as a spring, "But before that, I have to ask Aunt Chongjin to do Qinghuan a favor."

The wind is blowing again, and in late spring, the peach blossoms are about to fade, and the petals on the branches rustle to the ground.Through the sparse branches, one can see a plaque hanging above the red-painted mottled palace gate not far away. Under the sunlight, the golden characters on the plaque shine brightly.

The pen is a dragon and a snake, and the book is "Weiyang Palace".

In Yuguo's harem, the empress is respected, and the three wives follow.The queen lives in Changle Palace, and the third wife lives in Weiyang Palace.

According to historical records, Emperor Yuqian, Song Chenglin, once favored only one daughter, named Mrs. Qingxuan, granted Weiyang Palace to live in, and abolished other wives.After Mrs. Qingxuan disappeared for no reason, the emperor was furious, and many people were involved.

The once bustling Weiyang Palace has also been reduced to a cold palace, no longer the old days.

(End of this chapter)