Chapter 641 (1/2)
Lian Yan came forward and took Dai Wei and presented it to imperial concubine Li. Imperial concubine Li frowned slightly after displaying the letter, but her face was still calm: ”this letter looks familiar.”
Kong Changhui received the letter from Lian Yan and handed it over to Jing Qibin: ”I hope Lord Jing can hold the palm again. Is the king seal on the lower left true?”
Jing Qibin looked at the letter and looked surprised. The content of the letter was the same as the one he wrote to the young Marquis last time, but the title was changed to concubine Li. Naturally, the Wang Xi was also true.
Jing Qibin nodded: ”this...”
”What's the difference?” Concubine Li then looked at Xiao Zimu: ”at the beginning, his highness Qi fought with the people in Dali temple. He said in righteous words. Wouldn't it be ridiculous if only one letter from another country could convict the people of our country of collaborating with the enemy and treason. Why? If this word was put on our palace, wouldn't it count?”
The courtiers then circulated the letter and felt a little relieved after listening to Princess Li's words.
After all, this is not the first time.
For the first time, they were really surprised, but now their reaction is obviously much calmer.
Shi Fuqiu also answered and said: ”yes, I would have seen the grace of his highness seven in Dali Temple last time. I said loudly. If it was so hasty, why should soldiers go to war? Please write four letters, affix the emperor's seal and personally send them to the four countries.”
Xiao Zimu was looked at by imperial concubine Li, and listened to Shi Fuqiu's words. He stepped out of the line, with a warm smile on his face: ”it's natural to count. At the beginning, the little Marquis was framed by shameless people and tarnished his innocence. Now, my mother thinks so?”
Li Fei's breath was slightly sluggish when he ran, and cherry lips pursed, triggering a sneer: ”nature.”
Kong Changhui saluted Xiao Zimu and said in a loud voice, ”Your Highness, this time is different from last time.”
”Oh?” Xiao Zimu's face showed a touch of doubt, cooperating with him and asked, ”what's the difference?”
Kong Changhui took out a stack of letters from another sleeve: ”Your Highness, your highness, first palm and eye.”
Xiao Zimu received it in the curious eyes of the ministers. Wu Taifu and Prime Minister Ju stood next to him from left to right. He handed them two letters each, and the three read the letter in the curious eyes of others.
Xiao Zimu's gentle face gradually became dignified. He quickly checked all the letters, handed the rest of the letters to Jing Qibin, left one and handed it to Xiao Yanjun: ”the fourth brother has a deep relationship with the mother and son of Princess Li, and should be familiar with her handwriting. You might as well have a look to see if this small block letter of hairpin came from her.”
Prime Minister Ju added another sentence: ”I don't know if the old minister's eyes are dazed. The seal at the bottom left looks like the palace seal of Princess Li.”
Wu Taifu hissed, ”you're right. That's the seal of imperial concubine Li.”
Min Zhisong and Shi Fuqiu's faces changed. They hurriedly took a letter from others to read it.
Xiao Yanjun was originally ridiculed by Xiao Zimu. He just thought this sounded very familiar. It was like not long ago that he pressed him in Dali temple to ask if he knew the handwriting in early summer.
When Xiao Yanjun opened the letter, the face of Zhang Junmei was instantly white. What was written between the lines was how to overturn Zhao Jiajun's plot.
The familiar small block script of hairpin flower, when he looked at it, he knew that it was made by imperial concubine Li, and the seal at the lower left was indisputable.
No wonder he asked imperial concubine Li twice, fearing that the authenticity of King Hu's seal would be found out by Dali temple.
Princess Li didn't worry about it, and let him rest assured.
It turned out that the Wang Xi was true
But the man who collaborated with the enemy was his mother's concubine?
Xiao Yanjun's hand shook, and the letter fell down. It was blown by the wind and fell at Lian Yan's feet.