Chapter 52
"Please forgive us, sir! We are just very hungry."
"My Lord, my mother is waiting for me to return home with food. I beg you to spare my life!"
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Seeing that Song Yan showed no sign of being moved by the countless pleas, they placed all their hopes on You Yang.
"Madam, please be kind enough to let us go—"
"Madam, you look like a living Buddha. Please show up and save us common people."
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You Yang knew that Song Yanting was not the kind of person who would kill innocent people indiscriminately, so he glanced at him sideways, wanting to see what other plans he had.
"Cang Xu will execute those who instigated the riot on the spot. Cang Lin will take care of the rest of the people, arrange for the distribution of food and fodder, and comfort the refugees."
The two men replied yes and each led their troops to get busy.
Youyang saw that they all had things to do, but she had not been assigned anything yet.
"So what can I do?"
Song Yanting embraced her and said, "Don't worry, we still need to put on a show and tell the guy in the capital that we are dead."
Mu Lin followed instructions and set up the scene in the woods five miles outside the city.
The plan began, and when the two men's carriage reached the woods, they were ambushed by refugees who rushed over.
The news of King Xuan's death in the riot was deliberately spread at an extremely fast speed and reached the capital.
The news of Song Yanting's death did not cause much sensation. Everyone seemed to dislike the dissolute King Xuan, except for the Queen Mother of Shoukang Palace who fell ill after hearing the news.
That day, Song Jingmo brought Wei Lian to visit the empress dowager.
"Royal Grandmother."
"Your humble servant pays respects to Her Majesty the Queen Mother."
The empress dowager looked sick, but when she saw Song Jingmo, there was finally some light in her eyes.
"It's amazing that you can still come to see me."
"It's a pity for my Ting'er..."
"He died at a young age at the hands of rioting civilians."
When she thought of this, her tears couldn't stop flowing.
Song Jingmo felt uncomfortable watching this, and didn't know how to start the conversation for a moment, so he looked at Wei Lian for help.
Wei Lian signaled Song Jingmo to dismiss his attendants, and only spoke when there were only three of them left in the room.
"Your Majesty, I came here today not just to see if you are in good health, but to tell you something important."
Wei Lian is an important official in the court and has always remained neutral. Various forces have tried to win him over but have failed. What she said at this time must be something extremely important.
The empress dowager was solemn upon hearing this and was helped to sit up by Song Jingmo.
"Master Wei, please speak."
"In fact, His Highness is not dead."
When Wei Lian said this, the Queen Mother's eyes filled with tears. "Okay, okay, it's good that you're not dead. Living well is better than anything else."
Wei Lian continued, "All of this was planned by His Highness. Even the speed at which the death spread and the timing of its arrival in the capital were influenced by His Highness."
"His Highness Prince Lin has been pressing him relentlessly and has long harbored murderous intentions. Rather than resist, His Highness, after consulting with this humble minister, has decided to take advantage of his opponent's tactics."
"Without destruction, there is no construction."
"By faking my own death, I can deploy everything more freely."
"Could it be that...his dandy behavior all these years was just an act?"
The Queen Mother looked at Song Jingmo in disbelief and asked for help.
Song Jingmo nodded, "Grandmother, if I hadn't pretended, how could I have lived safely in the hands of the emperor until now?"
"I have come with His Royal Highness today to inform the Queen Mother of this news, so that she will not be harmed by grief."
"But Her Majesty, even if you know the truth, you must continue to act and buy time for His Highness."
"Today, the imperial court rejected the memorial submitted by His Highness Prince Lin and highly praised His Highness the Fifth Prince. His Highness has reached the age of rank, yet he has yet to be crowned. I believe the imperial court intends to appoint him Crown Prince in one fell swoop."
The Queen Mother knew that Song Fuyu seemed gentle but was actually cold-hearted, and would do whatever it took to get what he wanted.
"I'm afraid Fu Yu will rebel like this."
Wei Lian could not deny it.
The three of them should not stay in the inner hall for too long, so Wei Lian walked out of the hall slowly.
Song Jingmo caught up with him and couldn't help but ask him curiously: "I remember that you were once a straight-talking and honest minister. Why did you choose to follow my third brother, a prince with such a bad reputation?"
Wei Lian seemed to have thought of something and murmured, "I used to think that everything the emperor did was for the benefit of the people, and that assisting a good official meant being a good official who cared about the people. But later I found out that I was wrong."
He was born into a common family. That cold winter, he passed the imperial examination and entered the officialdom. He vowed to be a good official who serves the country and the people.
A severe winter disaster shook his long-held belief.
Heavy snow fell for several days in a row, and many refugees who suffered from the disaster rushed to the capital to seek shelter. However, His Royal Highness Prince Lin proposed in the court to stop all the refugees outside the city and not care about their life or death.
People would definitely freeze to death. He couldn't bear to watch people being frozen to death by the wind and snow.
So he spoke out frankly and pointed out that this was not the act of a wise ruler, and almost died in the court.
Emperor Chongde was furious when his mistakes were pointed out by officials and was punished by being made to kneel in the snow for a long time.
Even so, he did not think he was wrong. An official's job was to consider the people.
He knelt for three hours that day. When he was half conscious and about to faint in the snow, a tall figure wearing a carved fur coat and holding an oil-paper umbrella walked towards him in the white snow.
That was the prince he hated the most - Prince Xuan.
I thought he was here to make fun of me, but I didn't expect that he would take the risk of being punished by the government to take him away and ask the imperial physician to treat him.
He was punished by the government with thirty lashes for this and was unable to get out of bed for a whole month.
At that time, he was penniless and had nothing at home. He came to visit him with some cheap herbs and asked him why he saved him, even though the relationship between the two of them in the court was as hostile as fire and water.
Song Yan just casually replied, "Why so many whys? If you want to save her, then save her. This prince just likes to go against my father."
Wei Lian didn't believe this excuse. He didn't believe that a prince who only knew how to have fun would save him when he knew he would be punished.
From then on, Wei Lian always paid attention to Song Yanting's actions and found that everything he did was planned. Gradually, he changed his opinion of him.
I also changed in the process of getting along with him and working with him, becoming more smooth and gradually gaining a place in the court.
"What is that?" Song Jingmo was young and had not yet entered the court when that incident happened.
"Foolish loyalty is useless, because even the emperor who is above everyone else is only a human being, and everyone has selfish desires. A minister should choose a capable and loyal lord." Wei Lian glanced at Song Jingmo and raised his eyebrows.
"Are you right?"
Wei Lian walked away, and everything developed just as he expected.
When Emperor Chongde was in power, he issued an edict to appoint Song Yunlan as the crown prince, and he moved into the Eastern Palace. He also married You Miaoyan, the eldest daughter of Shangshu You, as the crown princess and chose an auspicious date for the wedding.
Song Fuyu did not show any surprise, but instead congratulated Song Yunlan with a warm smile.
That night, Concubine Rou was poisoned and died unfortunately.
Before her death, Concubine Rou told Song Yunlan to be well, marry You Miaoyan, use her power to ascend to that position and avenge herself, and finally she breathed her last in Song Fuyu's arms.
In order to fulfill his mother's last wish, Song Yunlan and You Miaoyan set their wedding date on an auspicious day half a month later.
As soon as the news of Song Yunlan being named the crown prince was announced, Wei Lian sent a bird message to Song Yanting and Youyang, who were far away in Xuanyang and were rumored to have died in the refugee riot.
During this period, there was a round-headed tabby cat in Youyang Xuanyang's palace. She held the kitten in her arms and stroked its soft and shiny fur. The kitten purred in her arms.
She glanced at Song Yanting who was leaning on the beauty couch and asked absentmindedly.
"What's in the letter?"
Song Yanting pretended to be mysterious and waved to You Yang, "Want to know?"
The latter put the kitten down and obediently moved over.
The kitten was disturbed while sleeping soundly, and was so angry that it meowed at Song Yan on the couch to express its dissatisfaction.
Song Yanting retracted his long arm and lay on the couch with You Yang.
"Kiss me and I'll tell you."
You Yang placed her hands on his chest, feeling embarrassed and annoyed. She punched him in anger and said, "I'm being serious."
Song Yanting clutched his chest and howled, "Oh, it's over, it's over. I've murdered my husband. My head is so dizzy that I can't remember anything."
You Yang was speechless for a moment and couldn't help laughing, but couldn't help rolling his eyes.
After a while, she compromised and gave Song Yanting a loud kiss on the mouth.
"Are you feeling better now?"
Song Yanting licked the lips with the tip of his tongue, which still had a hint of the lingering warmth from the lips and teeth.
"I feel much better. Madam's kiss is like good medicine."
You Yang couldn't stand his cocky look anymore, "Stop it, get to the point!"
Song Yan listened to the large, hot hand resting on You Yang's waist and roughly repeated the contents of the letter.
Then he added, "It's time for us to return to the capital. Do you want to sit on the dragon throne?"
"Or try it on the dragon throne..." Song Yanting leaned close to her ear and whispered ambiguous words.
You Yang couldn't believe it and struggled to sit up.
She blushed and gave Song Yanting a look, "You are so frivolous, stay away from here." Then she ran out.
You Yang ran all the way back to the dormitory.
He placed his hands on his burning cheeks to cool them down.
It took a while for me to calm down.
According to what Song Yanting said, Song Yunlan was made the crown prince, just as it was written in the storybook.
When Song Fuyu killed the king and wanted to kill Song Yunlan, Song Yanting led his troops to restore order and killed Song Fuyu with a single sword.
The storyline is about to come to an end.
She will be able to go back to see her master soon...
But why do I feel so lost?
You Yang couldn't help but ask herself.
"Are you willing to give it up?"
When she knew that she belonged to this world, she never wavered in her determination to return to her master, because there was no one here whom she loved and valued.
But now it has.
She had Song Yanting, Song Qingwan, and many friends...
Ask yourself, do you really want to leave?
The once firm heart is wavering.
Her mind was unstable and uncertain, and at this juncture, her head began to hurt again.
In so much pain, she tried to hit her head with her hands, trying to drive away the constant pain.
The control of the poisonous insect became more and more serious, and it seemed that she had to leave Song Yanting's side.
The prince will get married half a month later. It will be a time when people are mixed together, and it is also the best time for Song Fuyu to rebel.
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