Chapter 125: Qingping Diaoci!

In the palace tent, Concubine Taizhen couldn't believe that this matter would have something to do with King Song.

"Are you talking about the letter I asked you to burn?"

Concubine Taizhen said in a deep voice, she was not angry.

"Your Majesty, forgive me, but the servant dared not burn it. The servant couldn't bear it..."

"Bring it!"

Curiosity conquered everything, and she didn't have the heart to blame the court lady for keeping King Song's envelope at all.

And in her heart, Concubine Taizhen also had great doubts. In her impression, Song Wang's seal should be to scold her, but how could it be related to a poem? How can poetry curse people?

Moreover, it is really a curse word. Forget about the maids and maidservants, what happened to those old mothers?

These thoughts have made her more and more curious, and she is completely innocent enough to blame them.

The letter was quickly taken out, and it was still intact, but the lead seal was gone.

Concubine Taizhen sat in the palace tent, this was the arrangement of the Holy Emperor and the master of Tianji, no one was allowed to get close. Even those court ladies and servants kept their heads down when they came in to deliver clothes, snacks, and serve, not daring to look at them.

According to that Mr. Tianji, only in this way, Feng Sha sealed Hongluan, Taizhen Concubine could survive this calamity safely.

"Open the envelope and read it to me!"

Concubine Taizhen ordered, unable to hear the expression.

"Yes, ma'am!"

Xiaozhu, the court lady of Burning Clothes Workshop, was trembling all over, but resisting her fear, she pulled out the letter paper from inside. In an instant, all the maids, servants, maids, guards, and even the serious old mother in the room looked over subconsciously.

In the past period of time, they have all heard some fragments of this poem more or less. But no one has ever heard of the truly complete poem. They just remember that the poem is extremely beautiful.

"Read it!"

Concubine Taizhen said angrily. She really couldn't understand, after the last letter accusing her, what method did King Song come up with to mess up her Yuzhen Palace.

"yes!"

Xiao Zhu from Burning Clothes Workshop responded,

He took a deep breath. At this moment, everyone felt her change.

A moment ago, Xiao Zhu was still trembling all over, full of fear. But the next moment, when she was holding the "poem" in both hands, she suddenly calmed down, her delicate face was shining brightly, revealing a soul-stirring tenderness, as if she was staring at her lover.

"Qing Ping Diao Ci!"

Xiaozhu read out the title of the poem. Her voice was very clear and soft, as if it vibrated the heartstrings of people, and there was an indescribable tenderness in people's hearts.

"This is a Yuefu poem."

Concubine Taizhen was stunned, she didn't expect that it was really a poem.

"It turned out to be Qingping Diaoci."

The surrounding maids, servants, and maidservants were also commotions. This is the first time they know the name of the poem. In the past, you passed it on to me and I passed it on to you. Due to the concubine Taizhen's ban, everyone dared not discuss it publicly, so no one knew the name of the poem.

Most of the palace maids and servants are not well literate, and their literary attainments are not high, so they can't tell the meaning of Qingping Diaoci. I just feel that the name of the word has an indescribable charm and elegance.

"Continue reading!"

Concubine Taizhen felt more and more strange. Listening to the title of this poem, it doesn't sound like a curse.

"Yun Xiang clothes Hua Xiangrong!"

Xiaozhu's voice became softer. This soft voice passed through Yuzhen Palace, as if possessing an infinite magic power, all the maids and servants fell silent in an instant.

They stared blankly at the direction of Xiaozhu, the maid of Fenyifang, and at the letter in her hand, as if they lost their souls.

"Yun Xiang's clothes are Hua Xiangrong, so it's Yun Xiang's clothes and Hua Xiangrong!..."

This was the first time they heard what the poem really said.

Inside the red palace tent, Concubine Taizhen was also stunned. It turns out that it is neither "clouds to rain" nor "clouds look like flowers", but "clouds like clothes and flowers look like faces".

In that instant, something in Concubine Taizhen's heart seemed to melt. Her attainments in poetry are much higher than those of the maids and servants.

So I can more and more feel the charm and elegance in Yi's poems, and there is also a... a touch of laziness!

In the dark, it seems that there is a figure leaning on his cheeks, lying lazily among the flowers under the moonlit night, looking up at the graceful clouds above his head, and the delicate and delicate flowers beside him, thinking about the beautiful woman in his heart. The woman exudes a strong taste of yearning.

Although no one knows what the woman in his heart looks like, everyone's woman must be extremely beautiful, graceful like clouds, and charming like flowers.

Concubine Taizhen was stunned for a moment.

Although these court ladies don't have any poetic attainments, they are right in saying something. This poem is really beautiful, much more beautiful than any poem she has ever read.

"...Spring Breeze Revlon."

Xiaozhu read out the next sentence. Yuzhen Palace became more and more quiet. Even the Jinwu guards at the four corners of the palace tent couldn't help but fluctuate a little.

"Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze blows through Revlon. It's so beautiful..."

All the maids and servants were so dumbfounded that they couldn't speak. This is the first time they really know the content of that poem, which is more beautiful than they imagined.

"If it wasn't for Qunyu Mountain..."

After reading the third sentence, the breathing in the palace tent became a little short.

"I will meet you next month at Yaotai!"

After reading the last sentence, the entire Yuzhen Palace was silent.

Spring breeze! Passing over the railing, I can vaguely see the beauty of the woman. How can there be such a beautiful woman in the world?

Did I stray into Qunyu Fairy Mountain by mistake? Otherwise, it must be a fairy in Yaotai, right?

...

After finishing a poem, a strange charm suddenly surged in Yuzhen Palace. Everyone was immersed in the beautiful artistic conception of this poem, and their thoughts were running wildly. For a long, long time, they didn't speak, and everyone was crazy.

Just like those unsmiling old nuns, there is a strange gentleness on their faces. But it was this poem that brought back memories of youth.

Although the temples are spotted and the hair is full of silver hair, who has never been young? Who hasn't been in love for the first time?

Even if they are cold-hearted, unsmiling, old ladies who don't know how to behave, they can still feel the extremely beautiful artistic conception in this poem.

Quiet!

Incredibly quiet!

Concubine Taizhen sat in the red palace tent, her heart seemed to melt.

...

After a long time, everyone finally woke up from the artistic conception of Qingping Diaoci, and one by one secretly looked at Concubine Taizhen in the red palace tent.

Even if everyone is not very literate and doesn't know any poems, they still know that this elegant and charming poem praises a woman.

This letter was sent to Concubine Taizhen by the King of Song, so there is no doubt that the fairy-like and beautiful woman praised in the poem must be Concubine Taizhen.

This is also the reason why everyone has been secretly looking at Concubine Taizhen these days.

Although Concubine Taizhen has entered the palace for a long time, but due to the order of the Holy Emperor, not many people have actually seen her true face.

There are many empresses and princesses in the palace, and everyone originally thought that no matter how beautiful this concubine Taizhen was, she would be similar to other empresses.

But after listening to this poem, everyone couldn't help but feel turmoil in their hearts.

A woman who can be praised so much in poems must not be ordinary beauty, right? She must be extremely beautiful, just like the poem said, like a fairy on Yaotai in the sky.

"no yet?"

The voice in the red palace tent asked suddenly, with a sense of melancholy.

"there is none left."

Xiaozhu said respectfully.

It was quiet in the palace tent, Concubine Taizhen sat there blankly, feeling an indescribable loss in her heart. There was a sudden gaffe in her heart.

But no one has ever praised her like this, or called her so beautiful!

Just like it is impossible for a person's eyes to see his own face, although Concubine Taizhen knew she was beautiful since she was a child, she never knew how beautiful she was.

No one has ever described her as beautiful and beautiful!

No one doesn't like others to say that they are beautiful, that they are beautiful, and the same is true for Concubine Taizhen.

"Am I really that beautiful?"

Concubine Taizhen suddenly felt a little unconfident. That poem described a woman so beautiful that Concubine Taizhen suddenly felt unconfident. Is that woman really herself?

Are you really that beautiful?

"Bring that letter here!"

Concubine Taizhen said suddenly.

"Yes, ma'am."

Xiao Zhu bent his waist, lowered his head, and respectfully sent "Mr. Song" to the edge of the palace tent. Concubine Taizhen walked over, stretched out her hand, and took the "letter" from King Song.

"Qingping dialect 'one'!"

But after just one glance, Concubine Taizhen suddenly changed her expression:

"Xiao Zhu, why didn't you say this is just one of them!

"what!"

When Xiao Zhu heard it, he quickly knelt on the ground, trembling:

"Your Majesty forgives the sin, but the servants don't know, and I still have to read that word."

The red palace tent came, and Concubine Taizhen looked at the first line of the letter paper, beside the four characters "Qing Ping Diao Ci", there was indeed a character "一".

In other words, the poem she saw was just one of them. In other words, there may be Qingpingdiaoci 2 and Qingpingdiaoci 3.

"Are there any other poems in the envelope?"

Concubine Taizhen said.

"No more. Go back to your mother, there is only this poem in the envelope that this servant saw!"

Xiao Zhu trembled all over and said, it is not a trivial matter to hide the letter from the empress.

"Forget it! I believe you don't dare to do this, go down! Everyone go down!"

Concubine Taizhen sighed and waved her hand.

"Yes, ma'am!"

Everyone immediately lowered their heads and left one after another. It's just that before leaving, he couldn't help but sneak a glance into the red palace tent.

This empress...is she so beautiful?

It was very quiet in Yuzhen Palace.

"Yun Xiang clothes Hua Xiangrong."

"Spring Breeze Revlon."

"If it wasn't for Qunyu Mountain."

"I will meet you next month at Yaotai."

"It's so beautiful, so beautiful..."

In the red palace tent, Concubine Taizhen's eyes were in a trance, she muttered to herself, and pressed the "letter" from King Song tightly to her body.

That poem melted her heart.

As for King Song, to put it bluntly, Concubine Taizhen really hated him. The prince of the royal family repeatedly criticized himself, and even led a group of ministers to jointly write a letter, strongly opposing her entry into the palace, and opposing her walking with the Holy Emperor.

Based on what he did in the past, no matter how much I hated him, it would be no exaggeration to deal with him in the future. But I don't know why, looking at this letter and the poem on the letter paper, the hostility in Concubine Taizhen's heart seemed to be dissipated invisibly, and she couldn't hate him at all.

How can a person who praises himself so much and misses himself be hated?

It's just that deep in her heart, Concubine Taizhen has another feeling she can't describe.

King Song criticized and opposed him so much before, why would he send him this letter of praise now?

What is he trying to do?

Thinking of this, Concubine Taizhen felt extremely complicated.

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