Jun You Ji Fou

Su Bai couldn't help but look at the letter paper in his hand again, and vaguely smelled the rouge stained on it. He collected himself, stepped forward and handed the letter to Su Shiyu with both hands, "My lord."

"Just put it aside." Su Shiyu paused and glanced over, "Has Lan Yi left Yingchuan?"

"Yes, she should have gone to Xiangyang." Su Bai put the letter on the desk, and noticed the folded pages of Su Shiyu's hand drying ink, "Hey, young master is writing an euphemism for Wei Shang?"

"The essay has been written." Su Shiyu replied, "I ordered the Ministry of Rites to draw up some words and send them here. Now I will choose them first, and I will present them to His Majesty tomorrow for review, and then I can decide Wei Shangshu's posthumous title."

"Decided on the posthumous name?" Su Bai was surprised, "But...but isn't Wei Shangshu guilty?"

Su Shiyu raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a faint smile, "How do you know that he is guilty?"

"Don't you all say that...the evidence is solid, Wei Shangshu committed suicide in fear of crime..."

"It's just a letter, it's not conclusive evidence." Su Shiyu put down his pen, "What's more, Yushitai has obtained a lot of handwriting evidence over the years, and you should have seen some that are so subtle that they can be faked."

"The young master means that Wei Shangshu was framed by someone?" Su Bai asked.

"It's just a little speculation, after all, I can't think of Wei Shangshu's motive for cooperating with the enemy and treason." Su Shiyu said, "The Hun Khan is old, and now the sons under his tent have their own powers, and they are constantly fighting openly and secretly. I'm afraid there will be a big chaos sooner or later. But our Majesty is still young, and the situation in Great Xia is becoming more and more stable, Wei Shangshu is almost sixty years old, and he is the Minister of the Household Department in the court, why should he take refuge in the Xiongnu and risk his life?"

"Really." Su Bai nodded, "But it's also my fault that Wei Shangshu insisted on forming an alliance with the Huns before, so that no one thought of this."

"It was precisely because he wanted to form an alliance with the Huns that he was framed and died." Su Shiyu said lightly.

Su Bai was puzzled and waited for him to continue.

"The opponent's purpose is not to put him to death, but to completely destroy the alliance with the Huns." Su Shiyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said slowly: "As the leader of the support faction, Wei Shangshu, once it proves that he intends to join the Huns, then Others will inevitably have this suspicion, and the result is just like what we saw in the court the day before yesterday, not only no one dared to support the covenant, but many proposed to sever all ties with the Xiongnu to show their innocence.”

Su Bai thought about it seriously, "In other words, Wei Shangshu kept saying that it was the letter you gave him, son, not to drag you into the water, but that person also designed it, in order to make Wei Shangshu more suspicious. He has a chance to stand up?" He paused, then said, "But... then how can we make Wei Shangshu think it's you?"

Su Shiyu looked down at a drop of bright red like blood oozing from the tip of the cinnabar pen, which blurred on the edge of Bai Xuan, "I probably borrowed my face through a human skin mask."

Su Bai's back shivered slightly, and he couldn't help feeling afraid, "...Fortunately, Your Majesty trusts you, Young Master."

Su Shiyu moved the rice paper away a little, and his fingertips were stained with a thin blush, but he smiled and said nothing.

"But what's the benefit to that person, spending so much effort just to fight against the Xiongnu?" Su Bai suddenly thought of something, "By the way, son, do you think it's that...Chu Taiwei? Didn't I report to you this time, saying that those adults who stayed in the court changed their attitudes because of the Taiwei Mansion..."

"What I just said is just guesswork by you and me, how can we be sure who it is." Su Shiyu said flatly.

"But it's already obvious. Isn't it the one who has the most intense dispute with Wei Shangshu and the one who hates the Xiongnu in the court..."

Su Shiyu smiled faintly and interrupted him, "You step back."

Su Bai was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why, but still bowed his head in response, bowed peacefully and left the study.

The cinnabar on the finger had dried, and there was a faint touch of bright red. Su Shiyu looked down for a moment, then closed his fingers and smiled softly, picked up the pen and continued to draw on the paper.

The moment he stepped into the imperial study room, Lu Qinghe couldn't help being stunned.

Into the field of vision is a woodcarving as tall as her, with a figure of a Tingting woman, embroidered with several layers of apricot patterns, and blue silk as long as a waterfall, and the sun falls from a window behind it, and the light and shade reminds people of Luoshui The charm of a goddess has not been engraved yet.

"How?" Someone beside him asked with a smile.

Lu Qinghe stared blankly at the wooden carving, "It's so beautiful..." She suddenly came back to her senses, and quickly turned around to salute, "Your Majesty, my servant!"

Li Yanzhen raised her hand to order her to get up, and lightly rubbed the fine sawdust on the carving knife with her fingertips, "But I'm still not sure how to use her hands, and I'm afraid I will have to think about it for a long time."

Lu Qinghe followed him to look, and sure enough, she saw that Yunxiu's half-exposed hand was only a vague outline. Turning her gaze upward, she couldn't help but said, "I dare to ask, why doesn't Your Majesty complete her face first?"

Li Yanzhen was still looking at the wood carving with tender eyes, and asked, "What a pity?"

"...Yes, it's always uncomfortable to be empty." Lu Qinghe confessed.

Li Yanzhen smiled and looked away, "This kind of fragrant wood is rare in a hundred years. I always feel that it is necessary to engrave the beauty of the world so that it will not be humiliated. It's just that I can't find a satisfactory appearance after picking and choosing, and I have no idea out of imagination. I'll put it on hold for now." He turned around and went to the desk to find a scroll, and spread out a piece of glowing peach blossoms, the woman in the red dress was half-enclosed in the painting.

Li Yanzhen dipped in the ink and picked up the pen, raised her eyes and said with a smile: "You don't have to be cautious, you can just stand casually as before."

Lu Qinghe responded repeatedly, straightening her skirt with one hand, and standing upright facing Li Yanzhen with her head raised.

There was no trace of incense in the jade furnace, and it was quiet for a while. After all, Lu Qinghe couldn't bear the silence. He glanced sideways at the wood carving, and couldn't help sighing in a low voice: "It's really ingenious. Your Majesty's craftsmanship is probably the same in the whole world." Few artisans can do it."

Li Yanzhen laughed when she heard the sound, without raising her eyes, she just shook her head lightly and said: "It will get better with time, and the puppet I was in when I was young is not that bad."

"Your Majesty knew how to carve when he was young?"

"I don't think so." Li Yanzhen lowered her eyes and carefully sketched on the painting, and said slowly: "The first wood carving I carved was the concubine mother, because at that time she was born, and I had nothing, so I had to find a small piece of wood to carve a human concubine." Like giving her away. The concubine mother likes it very much, and said that she is very similar to her." He paused slightly, and smiled lightly, "In fact, it is not similar, even the eyes are asymmetrical, but she likes it very much. Concubine mother passed away soon after, and her hand I still hold on to the wooden carving tightly. If I had known this earlier, I should have carved more finely."

"Nothing?" Lu Qinghe asked in surprise, "...But didn't the Empress Dowager die just the year before last?"

Li Yanzhen glanced at her and said with a smile: "No, my biological mother was just an ordinary civilian girl. I lived with her in the cold palace when I was young. She was very sick, and because no imperial doctor was willing to see her, she died of illness. At that time Some of the royal brothers died in battle, some were killed, and some died of illness, I was the only remaining son, so I was adopted."

Li Yanzhen straightened up and looked around. Ancient silk scrolls, jade and inkstones, and the emperor's place are all extravagant. He sighed for a long time, "Looking back now, I am also surprised. At that time, my eyes were only as big as the cold palace. I never knew The world is so big, and I never thought that I would be able to control it."

This sigh pressed lightly but heavily on her heart, and she was too bored to say anything. Lu Qinghe clenched his sleeves tightly with his fingers, and could only look at him quietly.

He turned his eyes inadvertently, and his eyes met, as if he had vaguely sensed something, Li Yanzhen changed the subject, "Speaking of it, I think of an interesting incident. At that time, I saw the most amazing beauty in my life. You can guess it is who."

Lu Qinghe thought hard, "...the Empress Dowager?"

Li Yanzhen couldn't help laughing, "It's Su Aiqing."

"Su, Master Su?!"

"Yes, Su Aiqing entered the palace as an attendant after I was established as the crown prince." Li Yanzhen closed her eyes and thought about it carefully, "I still remember the sunny day when I first saw you. Di Luohua came over." He opened his eyes slightly, with a smile, "Su Aiqing looked like his famous mother when she was young, but after she became crowned, she gradually followed the outline of General Su Jue. At that time, he was only ten years old. Five or six years old, I couldn't tell the difference, so I said, "Sister, you are so beautiful, can I draw a picture for you?"

Lu Qinghe burst out laughing, endured it, and saw that Li Yanzhen didn't care, so he asked, "What's Master Su's reaction?"

"It's all just a sigh." Li Yanzhen paused, and then said, "But later I found out that Su Aiqing was especially against being called pretty."

"Oh, maybe Mr. Su is shy!" Lu Qinghe blurted out.

Li Yanzhen couldn't help laughing, "Maybe."

During the chat, a painting has been finished, Lu Qinghe went over to look at it carefully, and suddenly heard a person beside him say: "If you like it, you may as well give it to you."

Lu Qinghe quickly shook his head, "Thank you Your Majesty for your kindness, no need."

"Why?" Li Yanzhen asked puzzled, "Aren't you satisfied?"

"How come, it's much more beautiful than the court lady herself." Lu Qinghe laughed, looked at Li Yanzhen and said, "So...Your Majesty just keep it."

She had a bright smile on her face, and the sunlight that had settled down was reflected in her pupils with little light.

Li Yanzhen was silent for a moment, then smiled lightly, "Okay, then I will keep it carefully."

When Jiang Yuan entered the imperial study room, she just passed by Lu Qinghe who was walking out, her eyes missed her, and she smelled the fragrance of the jade burner slightly stained on the red skirt.Lu Qinghe smiled calmly, bowed to her, and then left with Gong'e, gracefully.

Jiang Yuan glanced at her back, which was so calm and unrestrained, and then turned her head to look at the picture scroll that Li Yanzhen behind the desk was looking at. On it, the woman in red was leaning on a branch of peach blossoms, smiling brightly, and there was clearly no wine beside her. There is no sword, but a school of chivalry lives on its own.

Jiang Yuan stepped forward and said softly: "If Your Majesty likes it, it's fine to bring it into the palace. I think Lu Shangshu is also willing."

"I like it very much." Li Yanzhen rolled up the painting scroll and said with a smile, "But there's no need, the ranger will stay in the rivers and lakes to see the mountains and rivers after all."