Chapter 0006: Enemies Everywhere.

I am not a ghost, but a flesh and blood like you. I am not an evil spirit who enjoys feasting on blood. If you are still afraid, there is no need to stay here. Please retreat and rest.

The long-standing grudge between Crown Prince Li Xian and the Empress Dowager and her son is a well-known story. Although she may not be qualified to intervene, she has once been a witness. The chaotic meaning in the latter part of the poem reminds her of that youthful and determined figure. The collapse and disorder of the state of mind after suffering repeated setbacks are still vividly portrayed on paper. In the end, he has no choice but to bow his head, begging for mercy and forgiveness.

No matter how bizarre this matter may seem, with the testimony of the previous medical officer and palace maid, coupled with the certification of the doctor's degree from the Imperial Medical Office, and now with the oral testimony of the young Li Shouyi regarding the posthumous work of the late Crown Prince Li Xian, a complete narrative of the incident has been formed. As for the mysterious and inexplicable forces at play, it is not an area that ordinary people can judge clearly.

This meal also made Li Tong realize that it is midsummer now. He was still wearing slightly heavy pleated trousers. He didn't feel hot before, but now he realized that his clothes had been soaked with sweat. It can be seen that from waking up until now, his spirit has been tense, without any relaxation, not even feeling such obvious discomfort from the heat!

At this moment, the sky has completely darkened, especially in this area, which is covered by the huge shadows of the five palaces, making it much darker than elsewhere. Li Tong stood in the corridor, looking at the huge outline of the front hall, which was pitch black. It is said that Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi used to handle affairs in this hall during his lifetime. At that time, he probably didn't expect that one day his descendants would be imprisoned behind the hall and subjected to humiliation and slaughter by others.

Of course, this is not inexplicable. Changes in circumstances and fluctuations in mood can cause changes in writing style. Li Xian's fate is even more dramatic - from being a prominent prince of the Tang Dynasty to being demoted, exiled, and imprisoned as a commoner. His experiences can be described as a world of difference, and his writing style gradually changed as a result. He washed away the ornate and superficial, and moved towards a more restrained and understated style. All of this is quite normal.

After reciting a poem about a kind crow, there was no other sound in the room for a long time.

He turned and walked towards the door, and saw the palace maid take a few steps back, her back leaning against the door railing. Suddenly, she rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue, making a grimace. The palace maid was instantly startled and covered her face, screaming. The other three palace maids who were still working in the room were also startled when they heard the sound. They either rushed into the corner of the room or hid behind the screen.

Of course, if we evaluate this poem purely from an aesthetic perspective, it is actually off-topic.

Nowadays, Li Tong, unfortunately, has become the specific sufferer of misfortune. Therefore, regardless of whether he can now take the position of the young Li Shouyi, he really has little affection for the so-called grandfather Li Zhi. This dead ghost has caused him great suffering, raising a powerful beast of power, and then leaving for Qianling to feed the ants, regardless of the raging waves behind him.

Shangguan Wan'er took a copy of a book from the female historian's hand, and read it carefully for a long time, especially the poem "The Kind Crow". One of the main reasons why she was able to be accepted and employed in the imperial palace was her profound knowledge in poetry and literature, and appreciation was one of her basic talents.

In the room, there was a palace lamp and two bright candles placed in different positions. The food was brought in by two duty-bound Yulin soldiers. According to the memory of the young Li Shouyi, this should be an extra meal. In the past, they did not eat at night, and the meal seemed more abundant than usual. This was probably arranged by Shangguan Wan'er before she left.

Shangguan Wan'er repeatedly murmured, but her thoughts had already drifted far away.

At first glance of the poem, Shangguan Wan'er couldn't help but tremble slightly at the corner of her eyebrows, and her first thought was suspicion. Although there were not many poems written by Prince Li Xian, she had also appreciated a few, and the style and meaning of this poem in front of her were obviously different.

A palace maid lowered her head and hurriedly walked over. Standing at a distance of more than ten feet from Li Tong, she timidly said, her face unable to conceal her anxiety.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, those palace maids felt as if they had been granted a general amnesty, and they hurriedly left without caring about being impolite, and then closed the door after entering another room in the courtyard.

Normal people's thinking would be that, in the face of such unexpected events, they would definitely lose their appetite. However, Li Tong was somewhat resigned to his fate and decided to focus on the present. According to his understanding, young Li Shouyi had died of illness yesterday morning, and his diet before that must have been careless. After waking up, Li Tong only ate some leftover food from the palace to satisfy his hunger. Now, he was indeed hungry.

In the middle is a steamed goose, with a shiny and oily skin, and even spread with malt sugar, which must have a divine taste. Several Hu Bing with bulging fillings are stacked together, baked until the skin is crispy, revealing the rich aroma of lamb filling inside, which should be a higher level of food than Hu Bing in the ancient building.

There are many types of meals, and some of them have already been placed on the dining table by the palace maids, while others are still listed in the boxes and baskets.

She had already convinced herself from the bottom of her heart that this should be the work of Li Xian, because whether it was the plainness of the previous part or the disorder of the latter part, they were all words of emotion, far beyond what a teenager like Li Shouyi could experience. If it was ghostwriting, if it could reach the level of the previous part, there would never be the emotional disorder of the latter part.

But even with such understanding, regarding whether the young Li Shouyi truly wandered in the underworld and experienced the hardships with his father, Shangguan Wan'er still maintains a reserved attitude because it is truly too incredible. Even with poems as evidence, it cannot be ruled out that they were orally transmitted by Li Xian before his death, left for future generations to beg for a living.

Upon hearing these words, Li Tong was visibly stunned. He never expected that Shangguan Wan'er would take the initiative to remind him. However, before he could respond, Shangguan Wan'er had already hurriedly left.

Tang people eating nang is really popular, "Chao Ye Qian Zai" mentions Zhang Heng during the Wu Zhou period, advancing to the fourth rank and then adding another level, already on the verge of becoming a third rank official wearing purple robes. On the road, he saw freshly baked Hu Bing and bought one, eating it while riding a horse. As a result, he was reported by the imperial censor and lost his position. The sorrow of a foodie, this Hu Bing is also quite expensive.

However, it must be said that even if Li Zhi had some foresight, given his state of being deeply in love with power and plagued by illness, he would still prefer to trust his wife and political partner Wu Zetian, who has weathered the storms with him, rather than believe in his heir, Crown Prince Li Xian.

Upon seeing this, Li Tong couldn't help but chuckle. Indeed, much of human happiness is built upon the suffering of others. It was clear that this palace maid was terrified of him, a resurrected demon, and dared not come near.

King, please come in and have a meal.

Of course, it is also because Zhang Heng's starting point is too low. He comes from a family of historians, and even as a county magistrate's subordinate, he is considered an outsider in the officialdom and faces even greater difficulties in promotion.

Idle talk about old things, when connected with the vivid things in front of us, gives people a very wonderful feeling.