Chapter Seventy-Six: Sun Liqiu's Poetry and Painting

Sun Li replied in an increasingly affirmative tone: "I came this time for Mrs. Zhao's calligraphy and paintings, and please give me generously!" ”

Li Qingzhao raised his head and looked at Sun Li with a stream of eyes. Looking at her determined gaze, Li Qingzhao suddenly didn't know how to answer.

This was too sudden for her, and she didn't expect that someone would ask for her poetry and paintings.

No matter what Li Gefei said, he was also mixed up in the court, and his words and expressions were not bad. He noticed his daughter's distraction at a glance, and he opened his mouth to unravel his daughter's embarrassment: "This little Taoist friend, the little girl is immersed in the pain of parting all day long because of her separation from her husband, and let the little girl write poems and lyrics at this time......"

Li Gefei watched Sun Li's expression change all the time: "I'm afraid - I can't get a work that makes Xiaodaoyou like." Why don't you wait for the little girl to recover after a while, and then make a high-quality song for the little Taoist friend?"

Although Sun Li's appearance is small, it doesn't mean that he can't understand what he said, to put it bluntly, it will take some time.

Sun Li was not annoyed, she also bowed to Li Gefei and said: "Lord Li misunderstood, I just want to ask for a calligraphy scroll that doesn't need a good work, just that it is from the hand of Mrs. Zhao!" ”

Li Gefei saw that the other party called himself an adult, and suddenly felt a little helpless, how could he be worthy of the title of an adult if he had been dismissed?

At the same time, he also saw that the other party was definitely not a simple character, and the other party's words pointed out that he didn't need any masterpieces, as long as it was from Li Qingzhao's hand.

Seeing that the other party's requirements were so low, Li Gefei was also puzzled, shouldn't it be a masterpiece that is more valuable? Why are the requirements so low? He became more and more sure that the other party was not simple.

Li Qingzhao knew that she couldn't shirk it, not that she didn't want to give Sun Li, but that she was really out of state recently.

I don't want to read a book, let alone write a poem.

But Yu Niandao is kind to himself, and he naturally repays this kindness with his best work.

Now the other party not only came to the door, but also the requirements were not high, but he felt that he was blind, and if he was shirking at this time, he was afraid that he would be ungrateful.

Li Qingzhao is not sloppy, but others have pointed out the need, so what about the word.

She subconsciously asked, "I don't know what kind of poems the little Taoist needs to be a concubine?" What are the words?"

When Sun Li saw Li Qingzhao asking him what he was writing poetry on, he didn't rush to speak, but looked at Wang and Li Gefei: "Lord Li, Mrs. Li." I need to talk to Mrs. Zhao alone, I hope you two understand! ”

Li Gefei and Wang glanced at their daughter, and the two exchanged glances. Li Gefei nodded: "Okay!" ”

Li Qingzhao led Sun Li to her backyard, she took out the four treasures of the study room and put them on the stone table, and turned her head to look at Sun Li who was looking at the mountain peaks in the distance. I couldn't help but take a look at the mountain, which was now late spring and surrounded by green trees.

Li Qingzhao couldn't help but open his mouth to provoke the topic and said: "Spring goes to summer, not only does the small courtyard not warm up, but it is a little cold, please forgive me!" ”

Sun Li came back to his senses, his eyes flashed with thoughts, and he glanced back at Li Qingzhao: "It's okay, but I heard that there was an accident in Bianjing, and Mrs. Zhao was forced to return to Qizhou due to the situation?"

Li Qingzhao sighed and sat down, she was already sad, and she was even more worried when she was provoked at this time.

"There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and the court is like the sky. I'm just an ordinary woman, and I can't go against the court or the sky! ”

Sun Li looked at Li Qingzhao's sad eyes, as if he could understand her feelings.

"Mrs. Zhao misses her husband?"

Li Qingzhao was distracted, and glanced at Sun Li with surprise in his eyes.

Although she has the appearance of a child, she is clever and understands people's minds, and she is completely a person who knows everything!

Li Qingzhao was silent for a moment, and there was nothing to hide: "The concubine is just a woman, and the husband is my heaven!" ”

Sun Li let out a long sigh, completely dissatisfied with his immature appearance: "Mrs. Zhao, you have to believe that the wait now will not be too long, and I believe that Zhao Gongzi will be able to feel your thoughts." ”

Li Qingzhao felt that this Sun Li seemed to be a person who had come over, and at this moment she didn't treat Sun Li as a child: "Miss Sun, don't you also miss someone?"

Li Qingzhao subconsciously even changed his title.

Sun Li was not dissatisfied when she heard this, she nodded.

Li Qingzhao regretted it when he asked this question, after all, the other party's appearance was just a child, how could he have a person who missed.

But seeing Sun Li nodding, she said unexpectedly: "What Miss Sun misses...... Parents...... Or ......"

Sun Li looked at Li Qingzhao without hesitation, and couldn't help but say a few more words: "What I miss is my master, as well as the people I like, as well as my junior brothers and sisters." ”

It is understandable that the front and back miss the master and the younger brothers and sisters, but the favorite Li Qingzhao is puzzled, how old is she?

"I don't know...... Miss Sun Fangling?"

Li Qingzhao asked worriedly.

Sun Li looked at Li Qingzhao and immediately waved his hand: "I'm sorry, Sun Li lost his words just now, and I ask Mrs. Zhao for your understanding." ”

Li Qingzhao naturally understood, and the other party was reluctant to reveal it.

At the same time, she had already affirmed in her heart that she would never treat Sun Li like her appearance, she was just a child on the outside, but her tone and behavior were completely like a person with more experience than herself.

The rabbit has been studied clearly on the side, Sun Li is afraid that he will not live longer than those old demons, and I heard her say that she still has a master and a sister.

Xu Xiaotu has already guessed one or two: the master must be: the little fart is Yan Wu.

And the junior brother and sister should be the homeless and Jiangqin she saw in the old pen not long ago.

As for the person who likes it, it should be another Taoist master: Gong!

When she was training in Taoism, she heard that the two Taoist masters were immortals, so it was not difficult to guess.

Xu Xiaotu couldn't help but admire himself, it seems that this rabbit is still witty!

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At this time, Li Qingzhao opened his mouth to return to the topic just now: "I don't know what Miss Sun needs to choose as a poem or a gift?"

When Sun Li heard this, he seemed to have made a decision.

"There is no need for Mrs. Zhao to make new words."

Li Qingzhao, who was grinding ink, shook his hand: "Don't need a new word?" That's to ......"

Sun Li nodded: "I only need Mrs. Zhao to write what you originally wrote, 'Last night's rain and storm!'" I don't know if this word is feasible?"

Li Qingzhao recalled the "Dream Order", the lyrics of this song were popular for a while, but the popularity has passed for several years.

Li Qingzhao nodded, and it was not difficult to rewrite it: "It's okay, but is it too simple and monotonous?"

"It's not easy!"

Saying that, Sun Li raised his hand to take out a blank scroll from his wide robe, and then raised his hand to roll it open: "Please also ask Mrs. Zhao to make it on this scroll!" ”

Li Qingzhao nodded and took it, and after spreading out the scroll, looking at the blank space of nearly half a meter, she suddenly felt that it was too wasteful to stop a few words, no matter how you look at the paper, this scroll of paper is superior.

Sun Li raised his hand a little, and saw that the scene of Li Qingzhao writing the lyrics of "Like a Dream Order" resurfaced.

Li Qingzhao looked at this scene and suddenly fell off the pen in his hand, but fortunately, Sun Liyan quickly caught it.

Li Qing looked at this scene, kept swallowing and said, "Miss Sun, this ......"

Sun Li'an said in her heart: "Don't worry, this is just a simple Taoist technique, after thinking about it, you have more or less seen the difference in this world!" ”

When Sun Li said this, she couldn't help but think of the begonia demon and plum blossoms at the beginning.

Looking at Li Qingzhao's dull look, Sun Li's two hands were legally staggered.

The rabbit looked at this scene with a look of surprise in his eyes, although it looked complicated, but if you look closely, you can understand.

Xu Xiaotu practiced while studying, and in less than a moment, Xu Xiaotu could pinch it out by himself.

At this time, Li Qingzhao really couldn't suppress the surprise in his heart: "Miss Sun, your method is too unbelievable, this is like dreaming back to the past......"

For a while, even if she was a talented woman through the ages, she couldn't find the words to describe her feelings.

Sun Li said disapprovingly: "Don't misunderstand, Mrs. Zhao, this is not a return to the past, this is just a reproduction of your previous memories." ”

Li Qing looked at everything in front of her, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand to feel the reality, but when her fingertips touched it, layers of waves instantly splashed, and the waves slowly swept away.

She suddenly retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted, her eyes full of surprise and curiosity.

Xu Xiaotu saw that the sorrow on Li Qingzhao's cheeks had finally disappeared, and this curious and surprised face hadn't appeared on his cheeks for a long time.

Sun Li began to make his own request: "Mrs. Zhao, the reason why I let the past surface is that I want you to help me paint begonias!" ”

When Li Qingzhao came back to his senses and heard this, his cheeks were suddenly full of surprise: "Painting with scenery, painting with words!" Miss Sun's trick is wonderful! ”

Saying that, Li Qingzhao couldn't help but feel embarrassed: "But there is a window barrier here, I'm afraid it's not good to paint the begonia." ”

"Mrs. Zhao, this has nothing to do with whether the window screen covers it or not, what I want to paint is not the begonia outside the window, but the begonia in your heart!"

Li Qingzhao lowered his eyebrows when he heard this sentence and thought: "Begonia in my heart?"

She raised her thin hand to herself and stroked her chest, as if to think about what this sentence meant.

Sun Li didn't bother her, and sat down quietly and waited.

Xu Xiaotu didn't really understand what this Sun Daoist meant.

The first day passed, Li Qingzhao did not put pen to paper, and Sun Li was not in a hurry to wait.

During this period, Li Gefei and Wang also inquired about the subordinates, only to learn that their daughter was standing in the courtyard against a blank scroll, not knowing what she was thinking.

The two of them also intentionally or unintentionally sent tea or passed by to investigate one or two, and they really said what they said.

Sun Li naturally wouldn't let the Wang family, Li Gefei and the subordinates see what they shouldn't see, and Li Qingzhao in their eyes was just contemplative.

Wang and Li Gefei couldn't help but be happy when they saw their daughter like this. Since their daughter came back, she has been absent-minded every day, sullen in their eyes, and painful in their hearts.

Today, I finally saw that the poems aroused my daughter's interest, how could I not be happy.

One day without results, Li Gefei and Wang were not surprised, her daughter spent nearly half a month in order to ponder a sentence.

If Li Qingzhao wrote it out at once, maybe Wang and Li Gefei thought that their daughter was perfunctory.

That night, Li Gefei asked people to pack up a guest room and let Sun Li live.

Sun Li didn't shirk and stayed directly, and at night, Li Qingzhao still pondered from time to time what the begonia in his heart meant.

Her family letter and Zhao Mingcheng's affairs will only be fascinated when she tosses and turns after the candle is extinguished.