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Li Qingzhao is too tired and lonely, and it is difficult to carry it alone. Although he was very dissatisfied with Zhao Mingcheng, his death still hit her very hard, and he often remembered his good past. When I thought that he had abandoned the people of the city, abandoned his wife and fled, he could not forgive him.

Our lovely lyricist fell ill and stayed at his younger brother Li Yi's house temporarily. Not long after Li Yi arrived in Lin'an, he became a small official in the stormy Southern Song Dynasty, and it was not easy to eat and drink at home. The face of the younger brother and daughter-in-law is not very good-looking, and Li Qingzhao, who has been strong all his life, is very angry.

"Sister, you don't have to think about anything, just recuperate here. This family name is Li, and I have the final say at all times! Li Yi patted his chest and said.

The more his younger brother said this, the more Li Qingzhao didn't want to go. But right now, there is nowhere to go but to stay here.

"Sister, there is a person named Zhang Ruzhou, have you heard of it?" Li Yi pulled the chair closer.

"Haven't heard of it!" Li Qingzhao had just finished taking the medicine and was crooked on the bed.

"Zhang Ruzhou is also from a Jinshi-"

"'Jinshi Jinshi is all short-sighted' - there are too many Jinshi and myopia!"

"Sister, you're really joking. ——This Zhang Ruzhou is currently the right Chengfeng Lang and the audit department of the supervising army. ”

"What does it have to do with me what kind of official he is?"

"Maybe it will have something to do with it." Li Yi stood up, walked out of the house, and came back after a short time with an extra book in his hand.

"Who wrote the book?" Li Qingzhao loves books very much, and he likes them when he sees them.

"Just look at it!" Li Yi handed the book over.

"What a beautiful word!" Li Qingzhao praised the words on the cover as soon as he saw it.

It reads - The Complete Works of the First Lyricist of the Great Song Dynasty

"Who can be regarded as the first word of the Great Song Dynasty? Liu Yong, or Su Dongpo? Li Qingzhao said this, but he was still not convinced. When I opened it, my face was so red. It's fun, but it's also a little embarrassing. The words in it, except for the words are not written by themselves, but the content is all their own. There is a "feeling after reading" under each poem, which is to the point and praised.

This book received all the words he had written, and some of them even forgot about themselves. For example, the following one -

I often remember the twilight of the Creek Pavilion, and I don't know the way back. Returning to the boat in the evening. Strayed into the depths of the lotus flower. Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons.

This small order was written more than 30 years ago, but Yixi remembered the word "fighting" and forgot everything else. The words below commented:

Events, scenes, and feelings are integrated, with a broad artistic conception and vivid image. It not only shows the lyricist's concentration of pen and ink and good at tailoring, but also shows the lyricist's ability to create an artistic realm with affection and affection.

Yes. If a drunk "startles a shoal of gulls and herons", it will spoil the scenery. And when the girl is drunk, she "startles a shoal of gulls and herons" and complements each other, and people and birds are happy.

The more Li Qingzhao reads, the more he loves to read, and his illness is alleviated a lot.

"Sister, how is this comment?" Li Yi observed his sister's face.

"It's okay!" Li Qingzhao put the book on the bedside.

"It should be quite improvised, I want to know who rated it?"

"I don't want to know."

"Sister, I know you want to know. He is Zhang Ruzhou. He wanted to visit his sister many times, but I stopped him. I said to him, "Do you think my sister can be seen by anyone?" Even if the emperor wants to see it, he has to ask the emperor! Li Yi said very seriously.

"You-" Amused Li Qingzhao all of a sudden.

One sunny afternoon, Zhang Ruzhou came to visit. Li Qingzhao saw that this person was not enough in fifty, but more than forty, clean and neat, and suddenly had a good impression.

Zhang Ruzhou took out a small order he wrote and asked Li Qingzhao to criticize it. Yi An unfolded it, it was the most concise sixteen-character order in the small order-

Birds, it's a shame to be caught in a cage. Break free and run, spread your wings and go up to the sky.

The sixteen-character order is not in Li Qingzhao's eyes, and he feels that there are too few words, and it is difficult to express rich feelings.

"It's not a big problem, it's just that the artistic conception is ......," Li Qingzhao criticized very unceremoniously.

"Yes, filling in words has never been my forte, it's chasing ducks to the shelves!" Zhang Ruzhou behaved very modestly.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if a man can fill in the words! The key is to have a pair of iron shoulders. Li Qingzhao said faintly.

"It is." Iron shoulders and morality' are the most important. Zhang Ruzhou said busily.

Through a period of contact, the two have a good impression of each other. Zhang Ruzhou died three years ago, a concubine was taken captive by the Jinren, and now she lives alone, with a very large courtyard by the West Lake.

are all second marriages, and there is not much exquisiteness, Li Qingzhao moved people and Dong calligraphy and painting over. Although there were a lot of losses along the way, it still occupied a large house, full of important cultural relics.

In the first half of the honeymoon, the two had a good time. Although Zhang Ruzhou's literary style is not as good as Zhao Mingcheng, he is more able to speak sweet words than Zhao Mingcheng, and his life is also very pragmatic.

Li Qingzhao began to live a study-style life again, she wanted to complete Zhao Mingcheng's unfinished mission, complete the "Golden Stone Record", and find an opportunity to print it in the future. Zhao Mingcheng is not a good prefect, but he is a good scholar and cannot let his hard work go to waste.

Zhang Ruzhou saw that Li Qingzhao was busy sorting out calligraphy and painting all day long, and he was not very happy when he neglected him, but it was not easy to have a seizure. After all, Li Qingzhao is old, and his "sexual interest" is not great. Even on the honeymoon, she didn't take the initiative to stick it on her husband. This made Zhang Ruzhou even more unhappy, feeling that his wife only had her ex-husband in her heart and no herself.

One night, Zhang Ruzhou drank alone. Li Qingzhao was busy again and came over late for dinner.

"Yi'an, let's have two drinks!" Zhang Ruzhou persuaded.

"Chrysanthemum wine, good!" Li Qingzhao's eyes lit up.

The two drank a few glasses of wine and lay down. Zhang Ruzhou used the strength of the wine to try to tell Li Qingzhao, but the female lyricist soon fell asleep.

"Mingcheng—" Li Qingzhao said in his dream.

When Zhang Ruzhou heard Li Qingzhao call Zhao Mingcheng's name, he was very jealous, and he didn't have a taste in his heart.

He was furious, pushed her awake, and said loudly, "Do you know what you just shouted? ”

Li Qingzhao rubbed his eyes and said, "I'm asleep, where will I know?" ”

"You, you, you call Zhao Mingcheng."

"Ruzhou, I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry, that's it?"

"And what do you want?"

Zhang Ruzhou stopped talking and pounced on Li Qingzhao......

Although Zhang Ruzhou is a little rude, he is his husband after all. Li Qingzhao didn't take it to heart, but just persuaded him to wait for his mood to do that in the future, don't be like that.

After Zhang Ruzhou finished venting, his resentment disappeared. hugged Li Qingzhao and said "I'm sorry", promising that this would never happen in the future.

"Sleep, we are husband and wife, we have to live well!" Li Qingzhao patted her husband's face.

Zhang Ruzhou fell asleep like a dead pig.

Li Qingzhao couldn't sleep, so he got up and wanted to write a paragraph of "Jinshi Lu". When she came to the study, she saw that a cabinet containing calligraphy and paintings was opened, and a small box inside was also opened, and a book was missing.

The book is called "The Book of Horse Fighting", a small book drawn by Zhao Mingcheng and written by Li Qingzhao. It was the product of the two of them lighting the lamp and boiling oil......

There was no one else, it must have been taken by Zhang Ruzhou. Li Qingzhao returned to the bedroom and woke up her husband.

"Ruzhou, where is my "Horse Fighting Diagram Sutra"?" Li Qingzhao asked urgently.

"What is the Horse Sutra? Also hit the donkey scripture! Zhang Ruzhou turned over and gave the other party a back.

"Don't pretend to be confused, where did you get my "Horse Fighting Sutra"?"

"The old horse likes to play with horses, so I gave it to him."

"Why do you give away my stuff casually?"

"Even you are mine, let alone a book!"

The two tore their faces and quarreled, and the honeymoon was still a day away.

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