Chapter 12: Watching the Performance

Chapter 12: Watching the Performance

The martial artist stood tall and slender, capable of executing eighty somersaults in a row without losing his balance on stage. His skill with a staff was impeccable; as it spun, it seemed impervious to all obstacles, resembling a whirling dervish.

Applause erupted, and Princess Yi Yang leaned casually on her chair. Today, she wore a jade-green dress adorned with countless shimmering blue jade trinkets at the hem. A delicate blue lotus blossom adorned her brow, enhancing her ethereal beauty. She glanced at the cheering, extravagantly dressed nobleman beside her and playfully chided, "Jinzhou Harbor gathers heroes from all corners of the world, even showcasing exotic skills from overseas. Scholar Zheng Tanhua is known for his vast knowledge and immense wealth. Surely, you're not so easily impressed by such feats."

Prince Yuan Jun, sitting beside her, turned to inquire with interest, "Does Jinzhou Harbor truly boast a myriad of overseas performances?"

Zheng Changyuan laughed, saying, "Naturally. I've seen many from the northern Hu and Yi tribes, the southern barbarians, white Fanzi, black Kunlun slaves, Persians, Parthians, and Indians since I was young." Born into immense wealth, he donned a lavish purple robe and jade crown for the day's audience with a person of high status. His tall figure, handsome features, and charmingly carefree gaze held an irresistible allure for women, his smile naturally tinged with a worldly cynicism.

Yuan Jun was dressed in casual robes today, appearing simple yet effortlessly exuding an air of refined elegance. His curiosity about matters beyond the seas seemed boundless, leading him to inquire incessantly. For Zheng Changyuan, this was his first occasion engaging in such intimate conversation with the crown prince; naturally, he was eager to share all he knew. Being a man skilled in social graces and adaptable in any situation, after several rounds of wine, he vividly recounted the bustling and prosperous scene of Jinzhou Port.

Yuan Jun maintained a constant smile as he listened, his eyes deep and serene. From time to time, he would interject, and whenever he did, everyone present couldn't help but focus their attention on his words. He always carried himself with elegant composure, speaking in a gentle and unhurried manner, devoid of haste or arrogance. His demeanor was exceptional, and though his speech was concise, it was never superfluous, always striking precisely at the heart of the matter. It was evident that despite living within the palace walls, he possessed a broad knowledge and an extraordinary temperament.

Among the guests below sat Duke Ding's heir, Song Xiang, who, though present, contributed little to the conversation, suggesting a reserved nature. He would occasionally glance at the princess, who seemed utterly captivated by the martial performer on stage.

In addition, several well-educated guests from Duke Ding's residence chimed in with praise and admiration.

The scene was a vibrant tapestry, yet distinct in clarity. Today, the princess had gathered this audience for one purpose: to introduce Prince Cheng to Zheng Changyuan.

Rong Bi sat in a corner, alternately tending to a charcoal grill where she roasted various meats, instructing her maidens to present platters of succulent morsels to the guests, and standing before an ice sculpture, deftly slicing translucent fish into delicate, lotus-white sashimi to replenish the blossoming peony design.

Amidst the resounding gongs and fluttering banners, the valiant warrior on stage continued his agile acrobatics. Rong Bi, undistracted, focused on arranging the fish slices on the ice sculpture. Unnoticed, Zheng Tanhua had descended and, with a smile, plucked a cherry from the ice, leaning against the railing for its coolness as he attentively watched the performance. Next to him, Prince Ding's heir, Song Xiang, held a wine cup with furrowed brows, engaged in casual conversation with the prince.

As the act concluded, Princess Yi Yang commanded a reward, scattering copper coins across the stage. The lively rhythm of drums intensified as the young apprentices of the troupe scrambled to collect the coins. Suddenly, the princess turned her gaze to the ice sculpture corner, smiling as she said, "Zheng Tanhua truly is a man of refinement, finding the most beautiful maiden in my household so swiftly."

Zheng Changyuan was taken aback but quickly regained his composure, turning to see Rong Bi. Though surprised, his expression remained unchanged, and he replied with a beaming smile, "I must have overlooked it. With Princess's heavenly beauty, no other woman could compare, like mere earth. How does the princess jest with me?"

Rong Bi, however, was trembling with fear. As expected, Princess Yi Yang mentioned nonchalantly, "My beautiful maid is clever and quick-witted, skilled at guessing games like 'hook hiding.' She's also very empathetic. If Tanhua enjoys her company, I see no harm in rewarding you with her."

Zheng Changyuan glanced at Rong Bi again, noticing the subtle change in her expression. A sigh escaped his heart as he felt sympathy for this maid whose fate was not in her own hands. His smile remained unchanged as he replied, "The palace ladies by Princess's side must be exceptional. How dare I entertain such audacious thoughts? Let us not speak of it further."

Princess Yi Yang spoke softly, her words deliberate, "Tanhua from the scholarly family must have seen many beauties... I've heard that your younger sister accompanied you on this trip to the capital. She's said to be virtuous, beautiful, and wise, just the right age. I quite admire her but wonder if I have the fortune to meet her."

Zheng Changyuan replied, "Your Highness is too kind. My younger sister is unfortunately often unwell. This visit to the capital is for seeking medical treatment and consulting doctors."

Princess Yi Yang expressed her concern, "Is that so? I know a Buddhist nun who is an excellent physician, especially in women's health. Perhaps later, I could invite her to your residence to attend to your sister."

Prince Zheng Changyuan's thoughts raced, but he already stepped forward and returned to his seat, his face beaming with joy. "That would be most excellent indeed. I wonder what the esteemed master's name is. Allow me to compose a formal invitation with great respect and present it with generous gifts."

Princess Yi Yang smiled slightly. "You wouldn't be able to invite her, only I can. This nun is called Abbess Gaomu, and she practices the Withered Tree Zen. She usually avoids outsiders. It's because of Mother Empress's past favor that I am able to summon her."

Zheng Changyuan stood up solemnly and said respectfully, "This truly is an immense favor. I, Zheng, will forever be grateful."

Princess Yi Yang smiled faintly. "Between you and me, there's no need for such formality." Her words held a hint of ambiguity.

Just then, a steward entered to report, "Your Highness the Princess, the Second Prince, Third Prince, and Second Princess have arrived."

Princess Yi Yang turned and smiled. "Today's performance seems lively. Please proceed."

Sure enough, the princes soon arrived, accompanied by the cheerful Yuan Yiqing. Yuan Zhen bowed with a smile, saying, "I heard that Elder Sister has an exceptional play today. As it happens, the Imperial Academy is on recess, and Little Sister Qing was eager to go out and have some fun. I mentioned that it might be chaotic outside, but also heard that Elder Brother Crown Prince is here, so we couldn't resist disturbing your enjoyment."

Princess Yi Yang chuckled. "As long as my younger siblings are happy, I am delighted too. Please take your seats. I'll ask them to perform some more excellent pieces." She then introduced the guests sitting around to the princes.

Zheng Tanhua rose to greet the princes. Yuan Zhen promptly took his hand, smiling. "You must be Zheng Tanhua? Your essay on maritime maps was outstanding! I've read it thoroughly and still have many questions. I'm looking forward to seeking your guidance."

Zheng Tanhua smiled slightly. "I am honored, but Second Prince overestimates me. It's nothing worth mentioning..."

Yuan Ya had already spotted Rong Bi from afar. His face lit up as he gazed at her, grinning and winking playfully.

Princess Yi Yang chuckled and said, "Third Brother still hasn't given up, huh?"

Yuan Ya grinned shamelessly. "Eldest Sister, I've acquired several capable and beautiful maids recently. How about we trade them for Palace Attendant Rong...?" Yuan Yiqing scolded him, "Third Brother, pay attention to the situation! It's not just our family here today!"

Princess Yi Yang smiled and commented, "With all these talented individuals around, you're only focused on beauties. How proper is that? Come, meet Scholar Zheng and learn a thing or two. That way, you won't be at a loss during the next poetry competition." Yuan Ya didn't think it was embarrassing at all. He simply stared at Rong Bi a little longer before reluctantly taking his seat.

After the greetings and seating arrangements, the stage erupted in a loud symphony of drums and gongs as the performance resumed. The handsome martial actor once again performed somersaults, further enlivening the atmosphere.

Rong Bi had almost been transferred to others twice within half a day, causing her emotions to fluctuate wildly. Even leaning against an ice block, she was drenched in sweat, yet she maintained her composure. She picked up a fish and skillfully carved it into delicate, snow-like slices.

A shadow blocked her view, and someone stood before her with a glass of iced fruit juice. Leaning against the railing, they seemed entirely engrossed in watching her fillet the fish with great interest. Zheng Tanhua, who had been the center of attention, fetched himself a cup of chilled custard after chatting for a while. Apparently, he couldn't handle the princes and princesses' enthusiasm and found an excuse to retreat. He noticed Prince Song Xiang approaching to grab a skewer of grilled fish. Zheng Tanhua joked, "Prince Song, aren't you accompanying the Crown Prince?"

Song Xiang replied nonchalantly, "Royalty has gathered here all for Scholar Zheng. We are merely accessories to the main event."

Zheng Tanhua hadn't expected Song Xiang, who appeared dull, to speak so straightforwardly. He was momentarily taken aback but then laughed. "I am not worthy of such praise."

Song Xiang continued, "Scholar Zheng speaks with fervor and charisma. You're quite a character. No wonder the Crown Prince holds you in high esteem."

Zheng Changyuan could only smile slightly and say, "Though the Crown Prince is young, he possesses the vitality of the sun in the east, a youth brimming with vigor. It's truly a blessing for the world."

Song Xiang replied coldly, "The Crown Prince indeed has the air of an heir apparent. Once he marries and establishes his own household, countless people will gather around him. Once his power solidifies, as the eldest son of the Empress, there will surely be court officials speaking up for him. With deep roots and a strong foundation, his rise to greatness will be unstoppable. That's why Empress Luo is suppressing the Crown Prince's marriage. Despite being fifteen, he remains unmarried, still living in the palace like an underage prince. Today, Princess is obviously planning ahead for the Crown Prince. Yet, Scholar Zheng is only concerned about his family's welfare but not the good of the realm?"

Zheng Changyuan sighed inwardly at the straightforwardness of military families. In any dynasty, how many who had pledged their allegiance to the Crown Prince early on survived until his ascension? Moreover, Empress Luo was not the Crown Prince's biological mother, and the Emperor seemed to have other intentions. Empress Luo's relentless pressure made the Crown Prince and the Princess anxious. However, he mustn't get entangled in this vortex. The Princess's intention today was to offer the position of Crown Princess. Duke Ding controlled the capital's military, and if the Princess could win over young scholars, it would be a smart move. No one could match the Princess's schemes, but would Empress Luo give in so easily? His sister was innocent, and he couldn't bear to let her enter the harem.

After some hesitation, he realized that continuing to evade the issue would offend even the Crown Prince. He tactfully said, "The Crown Princess will become the future Queen Mother. The Zheng family, being merchants, can't casually aspire to such a position. The Empress will surely choose a noble and virtuous lady for the Crown Prince. If His Highness can endure until the younger princes grow up and are granted princedoms, his status as a prince will be set. The Princess and Duke Ding are currently the Crown Prince's only support. I advise Prince Song to remind the Princess to be cautious." Once the younger princes were made princes, the hierarchical relationship between them and the Crown Prince would be established, making it almost impossible to vie for the throne. Empress Luo would undoubtedly act within the next few years, and to suppress the Crown Prince, she would first target Princess Yi Yang.

Song Xiang replied calmly, "Empress Luo has already made her move. The Song family was carefully chosen by the late Empress for the Princess. Unfortunately, the former Empress's clan has waned. Empress Luo has wise advisors who deliberately spread rumors of an affair between me and the Princess, forcing her to distance herself from Duke Ding's residence to avoid suspicion. The Crown Prince's position hangs by a thread."

Zheng Changyuan didn't expect Song Xiang to so openly discuss their scandalous affair, and he couldn't help admiring the prince's noble character. He smiled and said, "Princess would rather gather favorites to sully her reputation than drag the Duke's household into the fray, showing her concern for Prince Song's reputation."

Song Xiang replied blandly, "The Five Noble Families also refuse to get involved in this mess. Empress Luo surely has more tricks up her sleeve. Scholar Zheng's concerns are understandable, but all I ask is for you to stand on the side of righteousness."

Zheng Changyuan smiled bitterly, bowed, and returned to his seat. Song Xiang turned and glanced sharply at Rong Bi, saying nothing before returning to his own seat.

Rong Bi fell silent, suddenly realizing her role in this game as a pawn. Song Xiang's words were certainly prompted by the Princess, but why did he choose to reveal these secrets to her alone? It was deliberate.

Scholar Zheng, clearly, was prioritizing his family's interests and survival, unwilling to align himself easily. Thus, the Princess and Song Xiang hoped she would convey the news of Zheng Changyuan's allegiance to the Crown Prince back to Empress Luo. Whatever measures Empress Luo took, they would force Zheng Changyuan to join the Crown Prince's camp for self-preservation.

Of course, Zheng Changyuan was aware that he had fallen into a trap. Even without his insignificant presence as a messenger, the mere fact that Prince Song had a private conversation with him would not escape the watchful eyes of the Second and Third Princes, as well as Yuan Yixue. There was no way he could cleanse himself from suspicion under their scrutiny. Hence, his bitter smile just now clearly revealed his awareness of being outmaneuvered.

Each noble in the court had a clear understanding of the political landscape, with some acting like surfers, eagerly reaching out to seize an opportunity amidst the shifting tides of power, hoping to reap a share of the spoils. As for her, a mere ant-like figure, she was merely carried along by the current, devoid of control, much like an object that could be casually bestowed upon others.

Yet, she was not willing to accept this fate.