049 Daojun picked up the girl's feet

Song Huizong loves calligraphy, painting, gardening, and kickball, but what he loves most is beauty. The women in his harem, in their heyday, had tens of thousands. But he was still not satisfied. Go outside the palace to seek excitement, and the house flowers do not have the fragrance of wild flowers. Zhao Ji's requirements for women are still relatively high, and only Master Li can enter his eyes.

Li Shishi was a famous courtesan in the Song Dynasty, born in 1094, one round younger than Zhao Ji, and both belonged to dogs. Master Li is not a woman in Zhao Ji's harem, so she can naturally receive guests freely. It's just that the man who can make Li Shiqing's eyes good definitely has to be of high grade, especially in terms of culture, at least he has to be a "professor".

There is a great lyricist and musician named Zhou Bangyan, who happened to be a "professor of Luzhou" (actually an official position), and later became the Huiyou Pavilion to be systematized, and promoted Dashengfu (the chief conductor of the National Orchestra). Zhou Bangyan was born in 1056, 38 years older than Master Li, and because of his unique talent, he became Master Li's lover before Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji knew that he was not particularly jealous, and the monarchs and ministers were able to live in peace.

For a while, Zhao Ji was sick, and Zhou Bangyan kept running to Master Li's side. One night, Zhou Bangyan came again, and the two talked and laughed. Suddenly, a small yellow door (eunuch) Ma Boliu came out of the tunnel and knocked gently on the secret door.

"I'm Ma Boliu. - Daojun will come right away, ready to take over! Ma Boliu said with a sharp voice.

"Okay!" Master Li pretended to be calm and said.

"Oops! I've got to go! Zhou Bangyan hurriedly went to get his hat.

"Lord Zhou, it's too late!"

"What should I do?"

"I've wronged you, go and hide under the bed."

Master Li's bed is very large, and there is a compartment underneath, almost three feet high, so it is quite easy to hide a person. Some people say that in order to facilitate his tryst with Master Li, Song Huizong dug a tunnel from the palace to Master Li's bedroom. This statement is too exaggerated, the palace is too far away from Master Li's home, and there are thick walls and moats, it is too difficult to dig over. There is indeed a tunnel dug from the Gen Yue (Royal Garden, more on that later). Song Huizong was very fond of Gen Yue and often stayed there, so it was much more convenient to go to Master Li's house from here.

"Master-" Before you see anyone, you hear it first.

As soon as Ma Boliu opened the door, Zhao Ji flashed in.

"Brother Ji is good!" Master Li gave a "shallow" salute. Because it's not in the palace, it's a lot more casual.

"Master, you see what good things I brought you!" As soon as Zhao Ji's words fell, Ma Boliu presented a basket of oranges.

"The fresh oranges of Jiangnan, good!" The teacher pursed his lips.

"I know you're good at this. I just paid tribute, and I sent it over, and I haven't eaten it yet! ”

"Thank you, Brother Ji, for thinking about me so much!"

Master Li immediately ordered the close-fitting nephrite jade to be washed, and after a while, the fresh orange was packed in a crystal plate and placed in two layers. Three below, one above. Ma Boliu and Nephrite both retreated in amusement and waited in another room. Master Li peeled the new orange and the two shared the food.

Master Li sat in front of the zither and played a song "Looking at the South of the River". But Zhao Ji was not very interested, and he looked a little absent-minded.

"Brother Ji, I see that your face is a little unpleasant!" Master Li asked with concern.

"It's all for the gangs of thieves in Liangshan to make trouble." Zhao Ji said impatiently.

"No, just recruit him."

"Don't mention these worries, I'm here to relax. - The fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of blue musk deer, you taste so good in this house! ”

"I don't have flowers in this house, and I don't have incense."

"That must be your body odor."

"I'll sing you a song!"

"I'm tired of listening to the song."

"Let's have a drink!"

"I just sang about wine in Genyue."

"Then let's play chess!"

"No, no, no!"

"What are you doing?"

"I want to be a lotus!"

Master Li had no choice but to wear a skirt and move the lotus step lightly for the other party to watch.

"'Delicate steps are subtle, subtle and unparalleled.'" Recently, I repeatedly recited "Peacock Flying Southeast", and I realized a truth: women's foot binding should start in the Han Dynasty, not the late Tang Dynasty. Zhao Ji high-fived himself three times for his discovery.

"What's so good? A pair of small feet, a jar of tears. "The teacher was a little displeased.

"If you don't endure hardship, it's hard to be a master." Zhao Ji was overjoyed, "Master, take off your shoes." ”

Master Li sat on the bed, took off his shoes, and removed the footcloth, revealing a three-inch golden lotus. Zhao Ji couldn't wait to grab it in his hand, kneaded and sniffed, and praised:

"Everything is inferior, only Jin Lianmiao. These little feet of yours are amazing! - Collapsed Girl, Sao. Dead Lover! Zhao Ji laughed after speaking.

"It's hard to hear!"

"Master, then let's have some elegance. A pair of golden lotuses are divided into left and right, and only the heart of the chrysanthemum is seen in the middle. - Typing. Zhao Ji said with a smile.

"The word 'porridge'." The teacher replied.

"Confucianism can be taught!" Zhao Ji freed up a hand and twisted it on Shishi's face.

"Brother Ji, I'll also give you a mystery. Step by step Jiao - play the name of Chinese medicine one"

"Lianqiao."

"Holding red embroidered shoes in his hand, he divides the ghost. - Playing a sentence from "Left Biography". Zhao Ji shook his head and said.

"I'm not familiar with 'Left Biography'. Brother Ji, tell me! ”

"'Ask for a bow.'" ”

Zhao Ji played with his teacher's little feet and couldn't put it down. Later, he simply put one toe and "got" into his nostrils.

"You don't stink either?!" The teacher ate and laughed.

"Stink? It doesn't stink, it doesn't stink, it doesn't stink at all. Zhao Ji groaned, "The skin is like moist jade, smooth like clotted fat, and there are no slight marks of scars." If the eyebrows are bent, the tips of the jade fingers, the corners of the mouth are small, and the lips are red...... 'The little feet of the Tang Dynasty, the teacher of the Song Dynasty, Confucius said: What is the smell? - Master, you take two steps on the bed.

"You let it go! Otherwise, how can I go? ”

The master giggled, and Zhao Ji put down his hand.

"Pen and ink waiting, I am full of poetry!" Zhao Ji shouted. Yahuan nephrite sent the four treasures of the upper room......

"A bend of nephrite Lingbo is small, and the two-petal red lotus falls lightly. It is like a frightening forest passing by, like a dragon in the clouds. Zhao Ji finished writing.

Teachers sing and dance.

"Bring the beans!" Zhao Ji shouted again.

"Brother Ji, what do you want beans for?"

"Don't leak it!" Brother Zhao smiled slyly.

After a while, the bed was full of red beans, mung beans, golden beans, and silver beans. The teacher stepped on the beans, his feet hurt, and tears came out; Zhao Ji burst into tears with laughter.

"No more jumping, no more jumping!" Master Li was angry and sat on the bed.

Suddenly, a eunuch came in from a secret passage and reported to the emperor that something had happened in the palace.

"Horses are slippery, be careful!" The teacher felt distressed again and forgot all the unhappiness just now.

"Master, I'll see you another day!" Zhao Ji hurriedly walked out.

Master Li let out a long breath and called softly: "Come out!" ”

Zhou Bangyan crawled out of the bed and only gasped for half a day. Look at the new orange, pick up the pen, and write a song "Youth Swimming, and the Knife is Like Water":

And the knife is like water, Wu salt wins the snow, and the fingers break the new orange. At the beginning of the brocade temperature, the beast fragrance continues, and the relative sits on the zither. Whisper and ask: To whom do you stay? There have been three shifts in the city. The horse is slippery and the frost is thick, so it is better to go to rest, and there are few people.

"This poem is full of vinegar flavor, as if it was fished out of a vinegar vat." The teacher laughed after reading it.

"You're still laughing! ......" Old man Zhou felt quite aggrieved.

"Zhao Ji said, let me enter the palace; You said, "You want me to marry you." But it's all lip service, and none of them want to move properly. That's fine, I can be good with whoever I want! Master Li let out a long sigh.

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