"Li Xiang?"

The beauty was still Concubine Wu Hui, and the corners of her lips gently floated a name that she had almost forgotten.

Isn't the Xiang'er in His Majesty's mouth a cheap seed born from that lowly embryo?

I can't imagine that the slut is now in the court, and life is worse than death, but her son has been so good?

Also won this year's poetry club poet leader?

If this year's poet is Li Xiang, then Mao'er is naturally named Sun Shan, so what happened to Mao'er?

You know, before he went to the poetry club last night, he vowed to win this year's poetry?

Thinking of this, Concubine Wu Hui's sleepiness was no longer there.

Li Xiang never thought that one day he would be summoned into the court by his father.

He once thought that the court was far-reaching, and for him, although he was a hundred meters away from him day and night, he could only spend his life looking at and thinking about these 100 meters.

However, just now, the little eunuch in the palace came to send a summons, and His Majesty the Emperor invited His Royal Highness King Zhong to go to the court!

Is this true?

Li Xiang looked at the white snow outside the window, where the snow was deep, on the top of the rockery, a faintly exposed corner of plum blossoms, was quietly opening at the moment.

This spring seems to have come earlier than usual?

But the day has finally come, hasn't it? A smile slowly appeared on the corner of Li Xiang's lips.

The smile is bitter.

There is astringency.

There is also a myriad of hopes.

After beckoning the maid to change his clothes, Li Xiang hurried all the way to the court.

Above the court, today's Li Longji seems to be in a more obvious mood than in the past, and even his face, which has always been unsmiling, has a smile that seems to be uncontrollable from time to time.

The courtiers on both sides of the court also noticed that there was something different about His Majesty today.

However, everyone also knows that they guess that it should be related to the fact that His Royal Highness King Zhongwang, the third son of His Majesty the Emperor last night, won this year's Shikui, right?

You must know that this is an incomparably huge honor in Chongwen's Tang Empire.

Just when the ministers hesitated, the eunuch outside the door had already loudly announced that Li Xiang had entered the court.

Everyone followed the prestige, and at the entrance of the court hall at this moment, the bright sun from the east was blazing, and a slender young man slowly walked in.

Because of the backlight, everyone can't see his face clearly, but everyone knows that this person is the third son of the emperor of the Tang Empire, Li Xiang, the loyal king.

Li Longji was also looking at Li Xiang, who was slowly entering.

He narrowed his eyes and tried hard to see the young man in front of him.

"Son-in-law Li Xiang, meet your father!"

Li Xiang walked to the foot of the steps three meters in front of Li Longji, bowed lightly to the ground, and bowed respectfully.

"Enjoy your child!"

Li Longji can see very clearly now, he has not seen him for many years, and the toddler who was born back then has now become a handsome young man, with fair skin, picturesque facial features, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, confident but not arrogant.

Isn't this exactly who I was many years ago?

It's just that it seems to be just a blink of an eye, and I'm already in my fifties.

And the doll of that year has grown up.

Li Longji's mind was active, like a rolling spring river, and was instantly annihilated by memories.

"Your Majesty—"

Standing behind him and looking at His Majesty the Emperor who suddenly fell into deep thought, the great eunuch Gao Lishi anxiously reminded him in a soft voice beside him.

"Eh, Xiang'er, I heard that you won the poetry of the Tang New Year Poetry Conference last night, I am really happy, and I decided to have a reward, but I don't know what reward you want Xiang'er?"

Li Longji looked at his son in front of him with a loving face.

"Can the sons and daughters choose for themselves, father?"

Li Xiang looked at his father, who was high up, and suddenly his throat was a little choked.

How many years has he been waiting for this day?

"Of course, Xiang'er."

Li Longji looked at the young man with tears in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a faint pain in his heart.

"Father, the son does not ask for gold and silver treasures, does not ask for good land and beautiful houses, but asks the father and emperor to allow the son to leave the court, and from now on, the son will always accompany his relatives day and night!"

After Li Xiang finished speaking, he fell to the ground again.

"Xiang'er?"

Li Longji looked at his son under the imperial stairs, and his heart shook again.

Li Xiang's mother?

The woman who was sent to serve in the court because of the harem battle?

How many years had he not thought of this woman?

Decade? Eight years?

And she is the mother of her own son in front of her?

And the child in front of him, since birth, has hardly enjoyed the warmth and pain of his biological parents?

What a cruel person you are?

"Yes, father, the son asks the father to forgive his mother so that he can reunite with his mother!"

Li Xiangchang knelt on the ground and didn't dare to get up.

Gao Lishi, who was beside Li Longji, looked at Li Xiang under the imperial stairs, and was anxious, because he was worried that this child was originally a day that might change his fate, but because of a non-point request, his previous achievements would probably be wasted!

What can I do?

Colliers kept rubbing his hands, and his mood was also very flustered.

"Lux, how long has Xiang'er's mother been serving in the court?"

Li Longji suddenly turned his face and asked Gao Lishi.

"Back to Your Majesty, Concubine Yang has been in the court for ten years."

Gao Lishi still remembers the events of that year deeply, because Yang Cai, who was still a talented person at that time, gave birth to a prince and became the third son of His Majesty the Emperor.

This was a great event at that time, and the mother was a problem that many harem women were worried about, especially the two concubines Pei Guifei and Sun Guifei, who were in the position of concubines back then, were even more jealous that a talented person with a low status could conceive the emperor's heir, and then, Yang Cairen was really promoted to a noble concubine by virtue of her son, and this position was only a line away from the concubine;

In order to eliminate this potential enemy, the two concubines joined forces and designed to frame the newly favored Yang Guifei, but the specific crime that caused the emperor to be furious at that time is still a headless public case.

However, the end of the story is that Yang Guifei was beaten into the court when her son was three years old, and there has been no news since then, and no one even knows whether she is dead or alive.

"Ten years?"

Li Longji muttered in a low voice, time is really fast, in a blink of an eye, he has been close to that woman but has not seen each other for ten years, and their son has grown up.

Time is sighing.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Gao Lishi also sighed infinitely, he was also one of the insiders about the events of the year, but helplessly, in the harem at that time, the power of the two concubines was too great, and he was helpless.

"Well, Xiang'er, my father granted your request, Lux, from today onwards, I will exempt Yang Guifei from punishment and let Xiang'er enter the Zhongwang Mansion."

Li Longji's mind was very soft this morning, and he seemed to have a lot of emotion.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Colliers replied loudly.

"Son, thank your father!"

When Li Xiang heard this, he fell to the ground again.

"Xiang'er, over the years, my father owes you a lot, do you have any other requests?"

Li Longji looked at his son who was kneeling in front of the imperial steps, and his voice became more gentle.

"The son has no other requests, father!"

Li Xiang raised his head and looked at his majestic and tall father above his head, his eyes were full of tears, and he had nothing else to ask for.

"Xiang'er, you have grown up, as the royal heir, it is time for you to share the important affairs of the family and the country for me, your talent and strength make me very pleased!"

Li Longji looked at his son in front of him, thinking that he made the entire Tang royal family shine at the New Year's poetry party last night, and he couldn't help but be happy in his heart.

"The retainers obey!"

Li Xiang's voice was also clear and excited.

Father finally saw himself, although before, as a prince, his position was just an ordinary city guard in Chang'an City, but today, his father affirmed his talent, this is the most important thing.

Everything, after all, has a beginning.

That's progress.

"Stand down, Xiang'er."

Li Longji said cordially to Li Xiang in the audience.

Li Xiang kowtowed again, then got up, ready to leave. But at this moment, the voice of the little eunuch sounded at the door again.

Li Xiang listened.

It turned out that an envoy from the country of Fuso had arrived.