The four-story tower of Bieyuan has a faint fragrance of ink. In the bustling Chang'an, this place seems to be isolated from the world, quiet and pleasant.
Princess Mingzhu likes this place. It seems to be as quiet as the place where she lived when she was a child. But the difference is that the palace's villa is more exquisite, poetic and reassuring.
There was still quite a distance from the tower, and the originally open door of the tower suddenly closed, and a man's voice came from inside.
"Who is coming? Does he have White Young Eagle's permission?"
"I am Young Eagle Lady, and I am here to pay a visit to my senior."
"Let's go, I won't see anyone except Bai Song."
"My husband ordered me to take charge of the palace's retainers. I wonder if my senior is considered a retainer of the palace in the palace?"
"I made an agreement with Bai Song at the beginning to stay in the mansion and teach young eagle martial arts, and to copy all the martial arts classics I learned in the palace. I have repaid him for saving his life. This way we can settle the relationship."
"The original agreement is the original agreement, but things are fickle and there are always changes. Now the Beiding Palace will no longer be peaceful, and no one in the palace can escape the relationship. Seniors can follow the previous agreements and stand by and watch. I'm afraid that something will happen.
In the future, not only Bai Song's life will be in danger, but also the young eagle and the entire palace will be implicated."
After the conversation was over, the door to the tower room opened.
Qing Yi appeared at the door of the tower in a wheelchair.
"What kind of trouble did the Beiding Palace encounter? Why didn't Bai Song come in person?"
"Senior, have you allowed me to enter the tower first?"
"Please, madam."
Princess Mingzhu, I looked at the man with only one leg. There was a vague aura lingering about this man. Even a person without any foundation in martial arts could realize that this man was actually unfathomable.
Princess Mingzhu is very satisfied, at least this person looks more powerful, so he can be entrusted with important tasks in the future.
After entering the tower, the princess stood in the center of the hall on the ground floor, dumbfounded as she looked at the densely packed books on the walls of the building.
I only heard that there was an expert living in the palace, who copied the world's martial arts classics every day, but I didn't expect that there were so many.
At a rough glance, there are at least several thousand copies.
Qing Yi smiled, pushed the wheelchair over, and pointed to the wooden table on the side: "These classics are given to the palace, and they are also a piece of wealth that I gave to Young Eagle."
Princess Mingzhu did not answer, but walked to the table, sat down, and said, "The current emperor has entrusted the compilation of the history of the Tang Dynasty to my husband. I think with the experience of the elders, I should know what this means."
Qing Yi frowned slightly: "This is unreasonable. The compilation of history books requires the joint signature of contemporary scholars. Bai Song is still young and is not qualified for this task."
"All the great scholars who are qualified for this task will almost die. The emperor saw that the people in Beiding Palace are easy to bully and obedient enough, so he gave us the task in an unusual way."
"What does Bai Song mean?" the other party asked with a frown.
"My husband is hesitant and has not yet made up his mind. You can protect yourself by complying with the emperor's order, but you will have to bear the infamy. If you disobey the emperor's order, the Beiding Palace will never have peace."
Qing Yi's expression did not change, she tapped the handle of the wheelchair with her knuckles, and said with half-squinted eyes: "Actually, this is not a difficult task. With Bai Song's character, he should be able to comply with the emperor's orders. He has never cared about the reputation of the outside world."
"Senior, are you thinking too simply? May I ask, why am I here today?"
Qing Yi's expression changed a little, and she frowned tightly. She looked at Princess Mingzhu and asked, "Is Bai Song going to stand on the opposite side of the emperor this time?"
"Nothing is absolute. It is true that I said that my husband is hesitant. He wants to plead for the people, but he is afraid of being alone. It is a fool to risk death even if he knows that he will die. But if there is even half a chance to succeed, husband
He would rather give it a try."
"It's going to happen? What's going to happen?"
"It's too early to talk about specific things."
Qing Yi is still a little strange. Does the word "成事" mean something, or is it a mistake in wording?
However, Qing Yi didn't think much about it. Princess Mingzhu smiled again and said: "All I want is to silently support my husband behind his back, so that he can feel that when he feels helpless, seniors and I, as well as other more...
There are many people, so we can only make his choice firmer by giving him more power."
"Madam, please forgive me for making random guesses, but can this be regarded as Madam helping Bai Song make choices? Isn't this inappropriate?"
"What's wrong? As a woman, I hope that my husband can stand upright. My senior is also a hero of the world. He participated in the battle of the imperial city with justice in mind. I believe that my senior doesn't want to see my husband bow his head in front of the imperial power, right?"
"
Qing Yi's constant tapping of his knuckles gradually stopped, his face became calmer, but he was making more trade-offs in his heart.
"I believe that what I am doing now is a just thing and will live up to the will of the world. I am a woman who is sensible, but as a senior person in this world, do I still want to stay out of it?"
"Ma'am, what do you want me to do?"
"Today's matter, I would like to ask senior to keep it secret. I haven't thought about the specific matter clearly yet. When I need senior, I ask senior not to shirk his personal safety. If you agree to participate in it, I will boldly ask senior to obey my order."
"Madam is really different. If Madam really cares about the people's hearts and sincerely supports Bai Song to fight against the imperial power, I, Qingyi, will obey Madam's orders."
After saying that, Qing Yi tried to stand up on one leg to salute Princess Mingzhu.
"Senior, there is no need to do this. Since senior has already agreed, the woman will take the first step. I am afraid that my husband will notice it in advance and blame me."
After saying that, Princess Mingzhu stood up and left, grabbing a book.
Today, some people came to splash ink outside the palace. The courtyard wall outside the palace was in a mess. It was getting sad every day.
As time passed, Bai Song became intolerable and had to make some changes.
To change the reputation of Chang'an, the best way is to find a great scholar who can speak up.
There are not many great scholars in Chang'an anymore, and the only ones who can talk to Bai Song are Yu Ji and Yu.
Yu Ji's 300 Tang poems from the Bai Song Dynasty dominated the literary world of the Tang Dynasty, and his reputation far surpassed that of the water-melody singers from the Bai Song Dynasty.
Yu Ji was about the same age as Bai Song, and Que had already discussed religion with his peers, seven elders and eighty great Confucians. Rumors said that he was the reincarnation of Confucius and Mencius, and even Wen Quxing's descending to earth was not enough to compare with him.
Therefore, Yu Ji's right to speak in the literary world of the Tang Dynasty is unquestionable. If he stands up and speaks a few words for Bai Song, it will definitely have good results.
So Bai Song sent someone to invite Yu Ji and prepared meals in the restaurant in advance.
As expected, Yu Ji did not attend the appointment, which was a bit baffling to Bai Song.
In order to understand the situation, Bai Song went to Yu Mansion in person.
"Who is coming?" asked the servant at the door.
"Beiding Prince Bai Song, is Yu Ji here?"
The servant at the door was a little surprised. He exchanged glances and said to Bai Song, "Sir Bai, let's go and make a call later."
