The emperor became angrier and angrier as he spoke. He reached out his hand and slapped the corner of the table. He felt pain all over his forehead and eyebrows, especially at the back of his head. He closed his eyes involuntarily and leaned weakly on the back of his chair.
Seeing that he looked uncomfortable, Li Quan hurried over, stood behind him, stretched out his hand to gently massage the painful spot on the back of his head, and advised: "Your Majesty, this matter... is indeed a little hard to accept. It is better for His Royal Highness to burst out all at once than to hold it in. If he has something to hold back, it is better to do it all at once. Slowly, he will always understand."
"Why doesn't he understand my helplessness at that time... I really didn't know at that time." The fury on the emperor's face slowly faded away, and his expression became sad. "If I could, I would never do this!"
"Your Majesty, Your Highness has always been a smart person, and he is not the kind of person who has not experienced things. Your Highness has always known the situation in the court. It's just that he was too excited at the moment. Don't worry, Your Majesty, the injury is not that serious. It's just that Your Highness didn't want to see people these days and made up an excuse!"
Li Quan knew about this matter, and at this point all he could do was persuade him.
"He doesn't want to see anyone? He doesn't want to see me, right?" The emperor was angry again and snorted coldly, "If I could... why would I do this? If it wasn't like this back then, why would I be so helpless to do this?"
"Your Majesty, how can you say that about His Highness? Anyone who suddenly encounters something like this will be unable to accept it. Look, even in this case, His Highness did not say anything bad to you. He just fought with the tiger sent from Northern Xinjiang, and His Highness almost got into trouble."
Li Quan knew that the emperor was not really angry with the King of England, so he naturally said these words in a positive way.
"Now... what should we do?" The emperor was silent for a long time before he asked, enduring the dull pain at the back of his head.
These words sounded more like a soliloquy, and in fact Li Quan did not have to answer them. Li Quan also knew what this meant, so he lowered his head and tried his best to massage the subject without daring to interrupt.
Apart from the emperor, he is the only one who knows the most about this matter. But no matter how clear he is, he is just a servant. It is better for him not to get involved in such matters, otherwise he will die without knowing how he died.
"Should I continue?" the emperor muttered to himself again, feeling troubled. He had just mentioned the topic and before he could say too much, the boy couldn't bear it anymore. Without saying a word, he changed the topic and went to find trouble with the envoy of the Northern Frontier Kingdom.
After being injured, he left directly. Although the emperor sent people over, they didn't stop him. It was said that he left directly out of the palace and even rode out of the city on horseback to his farm outside the city.
I heard that the fourth young lady of the Qu Mansion has been staying at that farm to recuperate these days.
Ever since Pei Yuanjun ran away from the palace, the emperor has been paying close attention to the area. Fortunately, Pei Yuanjun returned to Beijing later, which made the emperor in the palace feel relieved and felt more and more that the fourth young lady of the Qu family was indeed a good person.
Pei Yuanjun was not in a right state at the time. Even the emperor himself didn't know what to do. He could only watch him leave. He didn't dare to send anyone to stop him, for fear that something unpredictable would happen again.
Fortunately, fortunately the matter has been suppressed now. Even though Pei Yuanjun was sulking in the mansion and ignored his summons, he did not make a big fuss.
It’s really a blessing to say the least.
"Did I do something wrong
"Yes?" The emperor sighed to himself again. He felt his head hurt more and more. He just said a little bit, but he couldn't bear it. What if he knew more in the future
"Li Quan, do you want to talk to him again?" the emperor asked. This time he asked Li Quan directly. Even if Li Quan wanted to pretend to be dead, he couldn't do it anymore.
He laughed dryly twice and softened his voice: "Your Majesty is wise. Since the emperor has made up his mind, do as he wishes."
"Will... he not be able to accept it?" The emperor was still hesitant. How determined he was before, how hesitant he was now. There were many obstacles in this matter, but he felt that he could overcome them slowly. The most important thing was Pei Yuanjun's thoughts, which he could not be sure of.
"Your Majesty, could you please ask Miss Qu Si to come to the palace and ask a question?" Li Quan couldn't think of a better suggestion. Seeing the emperor being so persistent, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"It's a bit inconvenient for me..." The emperor shook his head and said after a moment of silence. He was the ruler of a country, and it was always a bit inconvenient to summon a young lady from an aristocratic family for no reason. But if he asked the queen to summon her, he would have to hide this from her, which was even more inappropriate.
"Your Majesty, you have forgotten that the Queen Dowager can do it. Fourth Miss Qu is the junior of the Queen Dowager. With the Queen Dowager around, she can be summoned into the palace at any time without being discovered." Li Quan suggested.
"Okay!" The emperor nodded happily. The most important thing right now was to find out Pei Yuanjun's intentions.
After playing a tune, Qu Moying took his hands off the strings and looked at the bamboo slips thoughtfully, with his brows slightly furrowed.
There were a few places where she didn't play smoothly, as if she was blocked by something and couldn't feel comfortable...
"Miss, is there something wrong?" Yu Dong couldn't help asking when he saw that she remained silent, and looked at the bamboo slips below curiously.
But he had no musical skills at all, so he couldn't tell anything at first glance.
Yuchun was even more confused. She looked at the bamboo slips in front of her and then at Yudong. She didn't understand what was in them that was worth the young lady's contemplation.
Qu Moying picked up the bamboo slips in front of him. There was a faint bamboo fragrance, which made people feel fresher than ordinary bamboo. Even after so much time, it was still so fresh? "Yudong, what kind of bamboo do you think this is made of?"
"Let me take a look." Yu Dong took the bamboo slips that Qu Moying handed over. He just felt that he didn't understand this matter, so he just glanced at it. Now he realized that this bamboo is really not an ordinary bamboo. He flipped it over and over again to look at it before hesitantly saying that he felt it was a bit strange, "I think, is this a tear bamboo?"
"It's the tear bamboo, not the bamboo from the capital." Qu Moying nodded affirmatively. "How old do you think it is?"
"This doesn't look like an ancient book. It looks like it was made to look old. And it wasn't made with much care. If you look at it a few more times, you can tell it was made by mistake. It's strange. Who would use good paper instead of this old-fashioned way to make bamboo slips to write on? Isn't it too much trouble?"
After hearing what Qu Moying said, Yu Dong looked very carefully and immediately noticed something unusual.
Although paper is not cheap now, it seems unlikely that someone who is proficient in the art of playing the zither would lack paper. Why did he work so hard to make this bamboo slip? Could it be that this is better
Although the bamboo slips were well polished, Yudong still felt uncomfortable. They were much heavier than a book, and when he opened it to read, he had to roll it up. Not only was it heavy, it also took up space. It really wasn't as good as paper.
"The bamboo is a tear bamboo, which is not a specialty of the capital.
It is produced in the original Chu area. Chu has always been known as the hometown of tear bamboo. This big tear bamboo is not an ordinary bamboo. It even has some light purple textures on it. It looks a bit like purple bamboo. It has both. It is definitely not an ordinary tear bamboo. Why did it take so much effort to transport it from Chu?"
Qu Moying whispered slowly and gave his conclusion.
"This should be the bamboo slips left behind by the former Qingyun Monastery Master."
The princess of Chu, the bamboo of Chu, the entire Chu is the largest supplier of bamboo. When he was still in Ji Hanyue, Qu Moying had longed for this bamboo capital of the South.
Whether it is tear bamboo, purple bamboo, or golden bamboo, they are all rare and elegant things in the capital. Ordinary people can't see them at all. Qu Moying has never seen this kind of bamboo before.
Only the princess who longs for the land of Chu would spend so much effort to find this kind of bamboo.
As for the fact that these bamboo slips were made because of the princess's hobby
"Miss, this bamboo slip was not there when you came here before. Could it be that you found it from somewhere else?" Yu Chun paid curious attention to another aspect.
"It should be found in Qingyun Temple!" Yu Dong said after a moment of hesitation. This is Qingyun Temple, and the most likely possibility is that the master of Qingyun Temple found it.
"Could it really be the property of the former master of Qingyun Temple?" Yu Chun widened his eyes in shock.
The abbot of Qingyun Temple was of extraordinary status. The items she left behind, not to mention other things, are very precious just because of the bamboo material. If this thing was really made by her, it should not have been circulated outside. No matter how you look at it, it should be a fine piece of the Qingyun Temple's collection.
Qu Moying raised his eyebrows and looked at Yu Dong. Yu Dong understood and turned to go out. After a while, he came back with the news.
"Miss, the prince knows that you like piano music, so he sent someone to ask if there is any in Qingyun Temple. Qingyun Temple sent this music score over and said it is extremely precious. It was indeed made by the previous master of Qingyun Temple. Please cherish it." Yu Dong reported.
Qu Moying's long eyelashes fluttered twice, and she reached out to touch the smooth surface of the bamboo slips, and smiled: "Since it was once the property of the Qingyun Monastery Master, of course it must be preserved well. Is there only this one copy?"
"They said there was only this one, the others were ordinary ones, and Qingyun Temple didn't bring any. They said this one was the most valuable." Yu Dong nodded. He had just gone down to ask the secret guard, and this matter was still handled by this secret guard. The prince had not been to this place for a long time.
"The piece is a good one, and the bamboo slips are excellent, too." Qu Moying sighed, remembering the feeling he had just had when he played the piece. He felt more and more that the Princess Hengyang was a person who loved and knew the zither. The originally high-ranking and favored daughter of heaven had to become a nun, and she must have been very depressed.
There are some notes in the piano music that are different from those in the capital, and it sounds quite different, but it was added very strangely at that place. The originally depressed mood took a very strange turn at that place, and it was a little difficult to play smoothly. With the ability of the Princess of Hengyang, it doesn't seem to be like this. Is there another deeper meaning
Her hands could not help but fall on the strings again and she played the piece of music once again. The timbre here was somewhat mysterious, different from what she had gotten in the past. She was excited at the sight of it and had to play it a few more times before she could appreciate it.
The sound of the piano once again flowed leisurely from between the slender fingers, bringing peace to the room.
Outside the bamboo building, a secret guard came out from the dark, stopped in front of the group, and saluted respectfully...