20demayo Chapter 451 Yunqing Mountain?
Chapter 451 Yunqing Mountain?
This is an acrostic poem!
Others might not be able to react immediately, but Jiang Xiaoqi won't!
Yunqing Mountain is Master's Yunqing Mountain!
Why would the Song siblings mention Yunqing Mountain? What are they planning?!
How did they know about Yunqing Mountain, which is thousands of miles away?
What was the purpose of Song Jinyang and Song Qingyu writing this acrostic poem?
"Brother, are you sure that person really has that kind of relationship with that person in the palace?"
"Of course, as long as the Third Prince gets that person's support, it's equivalent to getting that person's support in the palace. With that person's support, his position as Crown Prince will be secure."
"But the Third Prince must marry Miss Ouyang as his principal wife, right?"
"Whisper, why care about those empty titles? What you should cherish is a man's devotion and affection. The position of the principal wife is just a nice-sounding title."
Look at the Second Prince, he's also a legitimate son, so what? The position of Crown Prince won't be his, nor will the throne.
"To be born of the principal wife and spend one's whole life as a carefree prince, wouldn't that be even more frustrating?"
Song Qingyu put down her pen, as if she had been persuaded by her brother.
"But hasn't the Third Prince already been betrothed? I heard it's to the legitimate daughter of a fourth-rank official."
Song Jinyang smiled and patiently answered his somewhat naive younger sister's questions.
"So what if the marriage is granted? Even if they've already entered the manor and gotten married, so what? Whether they're deposed or reinstated is just a matter of a word from those in power."
Song Qingyu's eyes lit up. Didn't that mean that even if the Third Prince married the eldest daughter of the Ouyang family in the future, he could still depose that person from the position of principal wife?
It seems I still have a chance to become the Crown Princess, no, the Empress!
Jiang Xiaoqi, hiding in the shadows, heard everything clearly.
It turns out that the Song siblings wanted Song Qingyu to attach herself to the Third Prince in order to become the Crown Princess or even the Empress.
They're really ambitious! I underestimated these two siblings—I thought they were here to be concubines.
But who is this "one in the palace" they mentioned? And what is her connection to Yun Qingshan?
The eldest daughter of the Ouyang family? The Ouyang family!
That woman in the palace is none other than the Empress Dowager, who comes from the Ouyang family!
Wow, these two not only want to be advisors and strategists, but also masters. That's truly inspiring.
Jiang Xiaoqi, lying on the rooftop, almost blended into the night; the night-clothing provided by the system did not reflect light under any illumination.
It is an essential item for murder, robbery, tomb raiding, and incense theft.
Jiang Xiaoqi wanted to know who these two were going to send the acrostic poem to, and her face was practically covered in embarrassment.
Just then, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching, as if someone was coming towards him.
Holding my breath, I kept my body pressed tightly against the roof. The footsteps grew closer and closer, seemingly already beneath the roof.
After a few knocks, the person inside immediately opened the door.
"Young Master Song, Miss Song." A person wearing a black cloak entered the Song siblings' attic.
"Sir, it's so late, why did you come in person?"
Song Jinyang opened the door for the visitor and respectfully welcomed him inside.
The person entered the room without removing their cloak. Whose face was hidden under the black cloak?
The three sat around the tea table, and Song Qingyu diligently brewed tea.
It's so late at night, aren't you afraid of staying up all night drinking tea?
After they sat down, they lowered their voices.
Jiang Xiaoqi pressed her ear even closer, but her body remained light, without adding any more weight to the tile.
Without profound internal strength, it would be impossible to do this.
The man in black robes lowered his voice and said, "The situation on the Third Prince's side has changed, and the loose ends on the Marquis of Chengen's side haven't been cleaned up yet."
I suspect even the Ministry of Justice prison can't be completely trusted, so you all need to be careful these days.”
"Don't worry, sir. My brother and I don't even leave the prince's residence. We are extremely careful. When we pass messages, we only do so through bookstores and teahouses."
Song Jinyang proudly took out the few lines of poetry that Song Qingyu had just written and handed them directly to the man in black.
"Sir, please look!"
"Hahahaha, Miss Song is indeed a woman of great talent! With the two of you assisting him, the Third Prince is truly like a tiger with wings!"
"You flatter me, sir. However, the Third Prince will have to make the trip himself, as this Confucian scholar Ouyang is notoriously aloof and unapproachable."
Over the years, neither the Ouyang family nor the imperial court have been able to invite this reclusive master back from the mountains, even after countless attempts. Moreover, his identity is quite different.
If the esteemed scholar Ouyang were to side with him, the Third Prince would have won against everyone!
"Indeed, Young Master Song is right. The Third Prince really needs to make a trip to Yunqing Mountain. As a member of the imperial family, he should condescend to visit the thatched cottage three times."
"Oh dear, this is quite a story! Once it's accomplished, it will surely be recorded in history books and passed down through the ages."
The man in the black robe seemed to be envisioning a bright future, and his shoulders, clad in the black robe, trembled incessantly.
This person was surprisingly emotional; I thought he was some kind of cunning old fox.
Song Jinyang was somewhat uneasy about the matter of the Marquis of Chengen.
"Sir, there's been a mishap on the Marquis of Chengen's side. Will this affect our plans?"
The man in black snorted coldly: "It won't have much of an impact. As long as you continue to act according to plan and proceed normally in the general direction, that's fine."
As for the Earl of Chengen… heh, he's nothing more than a pawn. If he really gets in the way, what's wrong with sacrificing him?
After remaining silent for a while, Song Qingyu said sweetly, "Don't worry, sir, my brother and I will not hinder the Third Prince's important affairs."
The man in black nodded and said, "Yun Qingshan, Yun Qingshan... Eh? Young Master Song, I heard that you studied at the Jiang family school in Xinghe Prefecture when you were young?"
Song Jinyang was clearly taken aback. He had clearly erased all traces of the past, so why was someone still able to find out?
As expected of the Third Prince's intelligence network, they probably already knew everything about the siblings.
These people are quite patient, only coming to test us tonight. Heh, if it weren't for the usefulness of my brother and sister, they would probably be treated as a pawn at any time, just like the Earl of Chengen.
Indeed, in this mansion, everything is fake and nothing can be trusted except for power!
Song Jinyang composed himself and said, "Yes, sir, you are truly amazing. These are all childhood memories, not exactly respectable experiences, so my brother and I don't want to bring them up again."
"Oh dear, if you had been able to come to the Third Prince's side when you were young, you would have been able to escape this sea of suffering much sooner. Indeed, people can only cross paths when their fate is right."
Sometimes, even a day earlier or later wouldn't work; it has to be that specific time!
Song Jinyang and his sister were unaware of the true meaning behind the man in black robes' words—whether he was trying to warn them.
Is this the Third Prince's idea or the man in black robes' own idea?
"Sir, your tea has gone cold. Let me bring you some fresh tea."
Song Qingyu's smooth and flowing tea ceremony eased the atmosphere.
"Yes, yes, thank you for your trouble, Miss Song!"