Chapter 972 Handwriting
Yu Wenyuan’s expression froze again. He was silent for a moment and said, “You continue.”
Chu Ruoyan said: “So, someone told me in advance This cap was placed in the medicinal materials where the clove powder was stored, and it was stained with the dust and smell of cloves. It was the first time because the amount was not used. Yuan Qian's condition improved slightly after taking the decoction, but he became allergic to cloves after just one night, crying and convulsing. "
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“But this time, the main messenger increased the dosage, intending to put Yuan Qian to death!”
Yu Wenyuan said solemnly: "Who is it?"
Hearing his words, Chu Ruoyan became quiet, while Shang Ruyi raised his head, met Yu Wenyuan's solemn gaze solemnly, and said: "Do these matter, that is The purpose of those who falsely accuse the son of having an affair with Sun Xianyue is to have the father and the emperor ground the son so that he can take advantage of this period to attack Yuan Qian! "
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Yu Wenyuan’s brows tightened even more.
He pondered for a moment, his heavy breath slowly eased, and said: "You said that what happened before was framed by someone, how can you prove it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Yu and Tu Sheer, who had just left to look for evidence in Qianqiu Palace, came back. Tu Sheer also held a large pile of rice paper in his hand. Liu Yu stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, what Princess Qin said The evidence is here.”
Yu Wenyuan said: “Send it up.”
Tu Sheer immediately put the pile of rice paper in his hand on the table in front of him. Yu Wenyuan lowered his head and saw that it was the paper used by Shang Ruyi to practice calligraphy. There were also things on it that she had created or copied these days. Some poems, ancient prose, the pen is like a wandering dragon, and there are exquisite and good calligraphy.
Even though he was feeling heavy now, Yu Wenyuan sighed in his heart.
But after reading two pages, he immediately looked up at Shang Ruyi and said, "What evidence is this?"
Shang Ruyi said: "Father, I was practicing calligraphy and meditating in Qianqiu Palace a few days ago. Tu Sheer sorted and placed all the words I wrote, and the order she arranged was based on the day I wrote. The earliest one written, Put it on the top.”
“Oh?”
When Yu Wenyuan heard this, he looked down at the one on the top. It was an article from "Katydid" in the Book of Songs. .
The brushwork is soft, but this softness reveals a stiffness, as if it suppresses the strength and perseverance in the heart, so even if it is deliberately soft, the brushstrokes still reveal a bit of rigidity.
Yu Wenyuan turned to the second page, which was a copy of "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu.
This one looks much more comfortable. The brushwork is vigorous and the ink is thick. Just a glance reveals a brave and killing spirit. The so-called words are like people, but it is more likely that the words are like hearts. When copying the Art of War, What I was thinking about was that I could fight like a fierce warrior and swallow up thousands of miles like a tiger. It was inevitable that my pen would be filled with such murderous intent.
But——
Yu Wenyuan frowned slightly and looked up at Shang Ruyi. He seemed to still not understand what the evidence was. Shang Ruyi said softly: "Actually, what Erchen really wrote The first one, as I told my father that night, had been stolen."
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"The one written on it was Wu Yi."
Yu Wenyuan raised his eyebrows slightly.
At this moment, he understood why the writing style of "Katydid" in the second piece was so awkward, because he had just finished writing the first piece, and the surging meaning in the writer's heart had not faded. When writing the second piece, It was inevitable that I would have that kind of emotion, so it was awkward. But when I wrote the third piece of The Art of War, it became smoother again.
And this - Shang Ruyi said: "Please bring the so-called letter written by my son and minister to Sun Xianyue and compare it."
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Yu Wenyuan's heart moved and he immediately said to Liu Yu: "You go."
Liu Yu didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly turned around to go. Shang Ruyi immediately said: "When my father-in-law goes to get the letter, please take the opportunity to bring another piece of evidence from that night, which is the letter that Sun Tianyue left in the backyard of Qianqiu Palace." Get some scraps of clothes too."
Liu Yu was stunned, turned to look at her, and then looked at Yu Wenyuan, who said: "Go."
Liu Yu hurriedly went. , and took these two things after a while.
Shang Ruyi said: "The evidence is here. Father will know it at a glance."
In fact, Yu Wenyuan already had a rough idea in his mind. He took the letter from that night and read it again. Once, after reading it, he looked up at the people in the hall, and the scrutiny in his eyes was a little deeper.
Han Yuhui on the side kept her head lowered, her face seemed a little pale.
This dull atmosphere also made Zhang Yuping a little uneasy. She forced a smile and said: "Your Majesty, what is wrong?"
Yu Wenyuan said calmly: "Princess Qin at the beginning The writing style is vigorous, powerful, and powerful. The handwriting on this letter to Sun Xianyue is indeed very similar."
"That's not——"
"But, this is what Princess Qin just started a few days ago. When practicing calligraphy, the handwriting is written. ”
As Yu Wenyuan spoke, he opened the thick rice paper and took out the last one, but his face was a little awkward. Zhang Yuping, who had been serving him, lowered his head and said "ouch" immediately. Turn your face to one side.
Everyone in the hall was a little surprised, wondering what she saw.
Shang Ruyi's face was a little red at this time, but he still raised his head and said solemnly: "This poem was written by my son who missed the King of Qin. His mood was very different from before, so the handwriting was also different. Change, please check it out.”
Yu Wenyuan didn’t speak, only nodded slightly.
Actually, Shang Ruyi didn’t need to say anything, he could also see the mood of this spring-filled poem, and he could tell at a glance that when he wrote this, Shang Ruyi’s mood had softened. The brushwork is gentle, with a hint of practice between the words, and there is a sense of lingering sadness in the flowing water, which is completely the tenderness of a child.
Shang Ruyi said: "I hope my father will investigate clearly. When I wrote the last word, the so-called son minister had already delivered the letter to Sun Tianyue, inviting him to Qianqiu Palace for a while. If it was really his son." The letter I wrote was for Written by a private association, Erchen's handwriting should look like this, and it should not look like it did a few days ago."
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"It's a pity that it was stolen. The person who writes the word doesn’t know, he just Taking advantage of the termite extermination, Erchen took everyone away to avoid the stimulation of bamboo vinegar. When Qianqiu Palace was empty, he casually took away the calligraphy written by Erchen and placed it on the top, according to the words on it. I imitated the handwriting and wrote the letter for personal communication."
At this time, Han Yuhui suddenly said: "But who can prove that the princess has indeed had a piece of writing stolen?"
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"This seems to be just the princess talking to herself from beginning to end."
Yu Wenyuan looked back at her without saying anything, then looked at Shang Ruyi, who smiled faintly and said calmly. : "Of course someone can prove it."
(End of this chapter)