It''s freezing and the north wind is howling.
It seems that the weather this year is much colder than before with the bad news of the Queen''s funeral day.
There are many hawkers scattered in the street, and half of the wandering people are missing in the street.
During a month''s national funeral, all the people of the imperial city were confined to their homes all day, as if they were isolated from the world.
Perhaps it is greed for the prosperity of the past, or it is to vent the depressed mood.
When the funeral period was lifted, many people rushed into restaurants and teahouses.
Throughout Chang''an City, various teahouses and restaurants, large and small, are very popular and extremely popular.
Mingyouxuan.
This previously famous teahouse has now ranked second in Chang''an after Tang Hao''s teahouse.
Of course, mingyouxuan has its own characteristics.
In this teahouse, there is no shortage of strange people and strange scholars.
Here is also the birthplace of news gathering and dispersion.
The second floor is an elegant attic.
A basin of red charcoal fire was placed in the middle of Yajian, making a crackling sound from time to time.
In the small elegant room, it was immediately warm reflected by the charcoal fire.
On the long table by the window, four men sat there, eating pasta, fruits and vegetables on the table and chatting.
An elegant young man picked up the steaming tea cup on the long table, took a sip slowly and whispered.
"Have you ever heard of the great event of the east palace?"
Through the wisps of white air on the tea cup, the elegant young man''s smile is particularly mysterious.
At the other end of the table, a fat man with a thick face suddenly stopped in mid air with a teacup, looked at the young man in surprise and said.
"East Palace? Isn''t that your highness?"
The three slowly came forward, and their eyes were full of curiosity.
The refined young man coughed and whispered.
"I also heard the rumors of senior officials above."
After that, he looked at the closed door, turned his head and looked at the three people, and then said carefully.
"I heard that the prince broke his leg riding a horse!"
The low voice is as subtle as a silkworm eating mulberry leaves.
Hiss.
The three took a breath at the same time.
A thin man frowned slightly and said.
"Hey! This year''s Datang is full of disasters."
"The empress''s eldest grandson has been buried for two months, and his Royal Highness the prince has suffered this disaster, alas!"
A sigh revealed a strong sense of helplessness.
The stout man stared wide and said.
"No? So the prince can''t inherit the throne?"
The voice was slightly surprised, and the volume increased by one point unconsciously.
This move immediately surprised the other three.
The elegant man quickly grabbed the fat man''s arm, pulled it away from the window and scolded.
"You don''t want to live in public and discuss the agenda privately?"
The fat man also knew that he was out of shape. He fell on his head and didn''t dare to make a sound.
The four people slowly looked out of the window and saw that no one had found anything strange about the attic.
The thin man frowned slightly, glanced at the three, turned his eyes to the fat man who had just spoken, and said in a deep voice.
"What you said also has some truth."
"The prince has leg disease, but now he has broken his leg. Even if he is cured, he will have leg disease."
"If a prince who lures leg disease ascends the throne, not to mention the Tang Dynasty, he will certainly be ridiculed by all countries."
The elegant man picked up a dough cake, put it on his mouth and took a bite. His eyes stared at the tea cup as if he were thinking.
Meditate for a moment and echo.
"Yes, I guess the position of Tang Dynasty''s Prince will change."
Said to bring here, the elegant man frowned gradually, narrowed his eyes and analyzed.
"Now, the prince is the prince, but the prince, the king of Wei and the king of Jin."
"The crown prince''s broken leg must be out of luck with the position of Prince Chu. The king of Jin is so talented that he has never been taken care of by the king of Tang. It seems that the position of Prince Chu will fall on the head of the king of Wei."
Hearing the speech, the fat man frowned, shook his head and retorted.
"In my opinion, it''s not so simple."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone''s eyes focused on the fat man.
The fat man didn''t care, tapped the long case and said.
"The fall of the East Palace is bound to give all princes a signal that the position of the prince is not guaranteed."
"Li Ke, king of Wu, is of pure blood, and the folk forces should not be underestimated. He will not give up such opportunities to Li Tai."
"Although the crown prince fell, the old ministers in the court have a huge force and will not give up easily."
"As for the king of Wei, he has been smart since childhood and is deeply loved by his majesty, but compared with these two people, his power is much smaller."
After listening to the fat man''s analysis, the three people next to Chang''an nodded slightly and agreed.
The thin man sighed, looked at the other three and said.
"The dispute over the prince is bound to spill blood on the Imperial City, which is no less than a fierce battle."
"It seems that the day of Datang will change sooner or later!"
The refined youth sighed heavily and said.
"Hey, seeing the New Year approaching, I''m afraid the imperial city will not be peaceful this year!"
Then the refined young man shook his head and said.
"That''s all. We''re just a grass-roots people. It''s better to talk less about such state affairs."
Then he raised his teacup and said in a loud voice.
"Everyone, come and have the same drink."
In an instant, the joy and relaxation in the attic were restored again.
Strange to say, this news is rumored in a teahouse like mingyouxuan.
In some smaller tea houses, it was also mentioned intentionally or unintentionally.
It seems that a pair of big hands crossed the towering wall and deliberately spread the news.