Su Bai couldn't help but glanced at the letter in his hand again, and vaguely smelled the faint fragrance of rouge on it. He calmed down, stepped forward and handed the letter to Su Shiyu with both hands, "Young Master."
"Just put it aside." Su Shiyu paused briefly and glanced at it, "Has Lan Yi left Yingchuan?"
"Yes, she should have gone to Xiangyang." Su Bai put the letter on the desk and noticed a few pages of paper folded by Su Shiyu's hand, "Hey, the son is writing an ode to Wei Shang?"
"The letter has been written." Su Shiyu replied, "I ordered the Ministry of Rites to draw up some words and send them. Now I will choose it again. After I present it to Your Majesty tomorrow, I can decide on Wei Shangshu's posthumous title."
"Decided on a posthumous title?" Su Bai said in surprise, "But... but isn't Wei Shangshu guilty?"
Su Shiyu looked up at him and smiled lightly: "How do you know he is guilty?"
"Don't you all say that... The evidence is conclusive, Wei Shangshu committed suicide in fear of crime or something..."
"It's just a letter, it's not really conclusive evidence." Su Shiyu put down his pen, "What's more, the Censor Desk has obtained a lot of evidence of copying handwriting over the years, and you should have seen some so subtle that the fake is real."
"That son means that Wei Shangshu was framed?" Su Bai asked.
"It's just a guess, after all, I can't think of Wei Shangshu's motive for collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country." Su Shiyu said, "The Xiongnu khans are old, and now several sons under the tent have their own powers, and they are constantly fighting openly and secretly. I am afraid that sooner or later there will be a big chaos. And our Majesty is still young, and the situation in Daxia is becoming more and more stable.
"Really." Su Bai nodded, "But it's also the fault of Wei Shangshu's insistence on forming an alliance with the Huns before, so no one thought of this."
"It was because he wanted to form an alliance with the Huns that he was trapped and died." Su Shiyu said lightly.
Su Bai was bewildered and waited for him to continue.
"The other party's purpose is not to kill him, but to completely destroy the alliance with the Xiongnu." Su Shiyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said slowly, "As the leader of the support faction, once Wei Shangshu proves that he intends to join the Xiongnu, then Others will inevitably have this suspicion, and as a result, as seen earlier in the morning, not only did no one dare to support the covenant, but there were also many who proposed to cut off all contacts with the Xiongnu to show their innocence."
Su Bai thought for a while, "So, Wei Shangshu kept saying that it was the letter you gave him, son, not to pull you into the water, but that person also designed it to make Wei Shangshu more suspicious, not to give it to him. Any chance for him to turn over?" He paused, then said, "But... how can you make Wei Shangshu think it's you?"
Su Shiyu lowered his eyes as he saw a drop of red like blood seeping out from the end of the cinnabar pen, and fainted on the edge of Bai Xuan, "Probably borrowed my face with a human skin mask."
Su Bai's back was slightly chilled, and he couldn't help but be afraid, "...Fortunately, Your Majesty can trust Young Master."
Su Shiyu moved the rice paper away, his fingertips stained with a touch of red, he heard the words but did not smile.
"But what's the benefit to that person who spent so much time fighting against the Xiongnu?" Su Bai suddenly thought of something, "By the way, Young Master, do you think it's that one... Captain Chu? My father's time Didn't I report to you that the adults who stayed in the court changed their attitudes because of the Taiwei's mansion..."
"What you just said is just guessing by you and me. How can you determine who it is." Su Shiyu said flatly.
"But it's already obvious that the most fierce disputes between the DPRK and Wei Shangshu are the most disgusting to the Xiongnu..."
Su Shiyu smiled lightly and interrupted him, "You step back."
Su Bai was stunned for a moment, not knowing why, but still bowed his head, and bowed quietly and left the study.
The cinnabar on his finger was dry, and there was a faint touch of bright red. Su Shiyu lowered his eyes and looked at it for a moment. Then he closed his fingers and smiled softly, and continued to sketch on the book with a pen.
The moment he stepped into the imperial study, Lu Qinghe couldn't help being stunned.
Into the field of vision is a wooden sculpture as tall as her, the figure of a Ting Ting woman, the embroidered clothes are several apricot patterns, the blue silk is like a waterfall as long as the waist. The charm of the goddess has not yet been engraved on her eyebrows.
"How?" Someone next to him asked with a smile.
Lu Qinghe stared blankly at the wood carving, "It's so beautiful..." She snapped back to her senses and hurriedly turned around to salute, "I see your majesty!"
Li Yanzhen raised her hand and ordered her to get up, and lightly rubbed the fine wood chips on the carving knife with her fingertips, "But I still can't figure it out with her hands, I'm afraid I will have to think about it for a long time."
Lu Qinghe followed him. Sure enough, she saw that Yunxiu's half-exposed hand was only a vague outline. She turned her gaze up, and she couldn't help but say, "The servant girl dared to ask, why didn't your majesty complete her face first?"
Li Yanzhen was still looking at the wood carving with gentle eyes, and he asked, "What a pity?"
"...Yes, I always feel uncomfortable when empty." Lu Qinghe confessed.
Li Yanzhen smiled and withdrew her gaze, "This kind of fragrant wood is rare in a century, I always feel that it is not disgraceful to engrave the world's most beautiful people, but I have not been able to find a satisfactory appearance, and I have no clue to conceive it out of thin air, so I have to Put it on hold for now." He turned around and walked to the desk to find a scroll of painting, spread out a scorching peach blossom, and the woman in the red dress was half into the painting.
Li Yanzhen dipped her pen in ink, raised her eyes and smiled, "You don't have to be cautious, you can just stand casually as you did before."
Lu Qinghe responded repeatedly, straightening his skirt with one hand, and raised his head to face Li Yanzhen upright.
The incense of the jade stove was unmarked, and it was quiet for a long time. After all, Lu Qinghe couldn't stand the silence. He glanced sideways at the wood carving, and couldn't help but sighed in a low voice: "It's really ingenious, your Majesty's craftsmanship is probably the same in the world. Few craftsmen can do it."
Li Yanzhen laughed and didn't raise her eyes, she just shook her head lightly and said, "It will get better with time, and the puppets of my childhood are not so good."
"Your Majesty will carve at a young age?"
"It's not a good idea." Li Yanzhen lowered her eyes and carefully outlined the painting, and said slowly: "The first wood carving I carved was a concubine mother, because at that time, when she was born, I didn't have anything, so I had to find a small piece of wood to carve a human being. It's like giving her away. The mother-in-law likes it very much, saying that she is very similar to her." He paused slightly and chuckled, "Actually, it's not similar, even the eyes are asymmetrical, but she likes it very much, and the mother-in-law passed away soon after. I still hold the wood carving tightly. If I had known this, I should have carved it more finely."
"Nothing?" Lu Qinghe said in surprise, "...But didn't the Empress Dowager pass away the year before last?"
Li Yanzhen glanced at her and said with a smile: "No, my biological mother is just an ordinary girl. I lived with her in the cold palace when I was young. She was very ill, and because there was no imperial doctor willing to see her, she died. Some of the imperial brothers died in battle, some were killed, and some died of illness, and I was the only son left, so I was adopted."
Li Yanzhen stood up straight and looked around, the ancient scrolls on silk, the jade, ink, and wolves, the emperor's own is all extravagant, he sighed longly, "Looking back now, I am also surprised, at that time, my eyes were only as big as a cold palace, and I never knew it. The world is so big, and I never thought that I would be able to control it."
The sigh pressed lightly but heavily on her heart, so stuffy that she couldn't say anything, Lu Qing clenched his sleeves with his fingers and could only look at him quietly.
He turned his eyes around inadvertently, and his eyes met, as if he was vaguely aware of something, Li Yanzhen changed the subject, "Speaking of which, I remembered an interesting incident. At that time, I saw the most amazing beauty in my life. You can guess who it is. Who."
Lu Qinghe thought hard for a while, "...the queen mother?"
Li Yanzhen couldn't help laughing, "It's Su Aiqing."
"Su, Master Su?!"
"Yes, after I was established as the Crown Prince, Su Aiqing entered the palace as an attendant." Li Yanzhen closed her eyes and recalled carefully, "I still remember the sunny day when I first saw you, the apricot blossoms outside the hall were full of trees, and Su Aiqing was dressed in a white shirt and stepped on Di Luohua came over." He opened his eyes slightly with a smile, "Su Aiqing was like his famous mother when he was young, and after the crown, he gradually followed the outline of General Su Jue. At that time, he was only ten years old. At the age of five or six, I couldn't tell the difference, so I said, "Sister, you are so beautiful, can I draw you a picture?"
Lu Qinghe burst out laughing and endured it. Seeing that Li Yanzhen didn't care, he asked, "Then what's the reaction of Mr. Su?"
"It's just a sigh." Li Yanzhen paused and said again, "But I found out later that Su Aiqing was particularly repelling being called beautiful for some reason."
"Oh, maybe Master Su is shy!" Lu Qinghe blurted out.
Li Yanzhen couldn't help laughing, "Maybe."
During the chat, a painting has been closed. Lu Qinghe leaned over to watch it carefully, and suddenly heard the person beside him say, "If you like it, I might as well give it to you."
Lu Qinghe shook his head hurriedly, "Thank you for your grace, no need."
"Why?" Li Yanzhen asked in confusion, "Are you not satisfied?"
"How come, it's much more beautiful than the servant girl 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 settled down in her pupils shone a little.
Li Yanzhen was silent for a moment, then chuckled, "Okay, then I will take it carefully."
When Jiang Yuan walked into the imperial study, she was passing by Lu Qinghe who was walking out. She missed her eyes and smelled the incense of the jade stove slightly dyed by the scarlet skirt. Lu Qinghe smiled calmly, bowed to her, and then left with Gong E, gracefully.
Jiang Yuan glanced at her back, which was almost unrestrained, and then turned to look at the picture that Li Yanzhen was scrutinizing behind the desk. The woman in red was leaning on peach blossoms, smiling brightly, and there was clearly no wine beside her. There is no sword, but a chivalrous character is self-sufficient.
Jiang Yuan stepped forward and said softly, "If Your Majesty likes it, it would be nice to be included in the palace. I think Lu Shangshu is also happy."
"I like it very much." Li Yanzhen rolled up the scroll and smiled, "But no need, after all, the Ranger wants to stay in the rivers and lakes to see the mountains and rivers."