Chapter Seventy-Five: Separation, Seeking Calligraphy and Painting

Because Zhao Tingzhi did not save Li Qingzhao's father, the relationship between Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng weakened a lot.

Before you know it, the new year has begun.

Zhao Mingcheng ended his life as a scholar because of his father's power, and he became an official in the court.

And the relationship between Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng has faded a lot because of their father's affairs, so the daily communication between the two is just a few words.

Li Qingzhao basically sat in front of the window or in the courtyard in a daze all day long, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Zhao Mingcheng glanced at her from a distance, and then sighed silently with a heavy expression.

Originally, he was ready, and he thought that his motherhood would get better after a while. But it's been more than three months, and his wife still hasn't paid attention to herself, and Zhao Mingcheng has a headache every day for this.

Zhao Mingcheng turned around and returned to the study with a heavy heart, busy with official business.

And these days, Qingzhao has not raised his pen to write a new work. All day long, she was like a puppet.

Because of the awkward quarrel between the two couples, this leads to the fact that the rabbit is not even worthy of rabbit food now. Li Qingzhao also doesn't go out of the door all day long, and every day he is either in the room or in the yard, which causes the rabbit to be even more bored to the point of mold.

Nine months have passed like this.

At this time, it was September of the second year of Chongning (1103). The imperial court issued an edict: prohibiting the children of the Yuanyou Party from living in Beijing.

Li Qingzhao could not continue to live in Bianjing because of his father's affairs.

Zhao Mingcheng said to stay, his father is now in a high position, and it is still okay to leave a Li Qingzhao.

But Li Qing thought that Zhao Mingcheng's father didn't save him, and his father couldn't get angry.

But the love between husband and wife is there again, and she is inevitably reluctant now. Although the relationship between the two has faded these days, there is still each other in their hearts.

In the end, Li Qingzhao decided to leave Beijing because he missed his parents, and Zhao Mingcheng specially put down his official duties when Li Qingzhao left, and sent her to the city gate, and saw Li Qingzhao get on the ferry before leaving.

The story of the two has come to an end for the time being, and it has been more than half a month.

The apprehensive Li Qingzhao, after stumbling in Bianjing, finally returned to his hometown.

The moment she saw her father and mother, Li Qingzhao threw herself into their arms and cried bitterly.

She vented her grievances and sadness for nearly a year.

Li Gefei and Wang watched their daughter cry so much, and their eyes turned red unconsciously.

When the rabbit saw the family reunited, she couldn't help but smile, and at this moment she also thought about her grandfather, as well as Sister Mengyu, Sister Xiaoxiang and Sister Xiaozi.

Li Qingzhao cried for an hour, and finally fainted from crying, I don't know if it was the fatigue of the journey or the exhaustion in my heart this year.

Women are inherently fragile, although Li Qingzhao is talented, she is still a fragile woman who needs to be loved.

Seeing that Li Qingzhao was in a coma, he really jumped Xu Xiaotu.

When she woke up again, it was already early the next morning.

Xu Xiaotu was relieved when he saw Li Qingzhao wake up, and he didn't know why the rabbit still sympathized with Li Qingzhao. This may be because she knows how rough Li Qingzhao's future life will be, and she doesn't want her to suffer, so she sympathizes and regrets.

After Li Qingzhao woke up, he looked at his mother and cried in the courtyard about the grievances and worries in his heart for the past few days.

Wang's hair was already a little gray, and her whole person became more and more kind, and she held her daughter in her arms as if she had coaxed her as when she was a child.

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The days passed, although it was said that Li Qingzhao was easier in his hometown than in Bianjing. But there is a person in her heart, which causes Li Qingzhao to become as sentimental as before.

Often she looks at the broken flowers alone, and the lonely bird sighs.

A month passed quietly.

At noon on this day, Li Qingzhao received a letter from home.

Li Qingzhao looked at the three small words of Zhao Mingcheng and trembled in her heart, she was excited and opened the envelope nervously.

The envelope was full of several pages, Li Qingzhao opened it and read it slowly.

The opening page on that side tells Zhao Mingcheng's experience in officialdom these days, although his tone is flat, Li Qingzhao can feel the tiredness between his lines.

At the end of the first page, the second page is Zhao Mingcheng pouring out his thoughts about Li Qingzhao, and his nostalgia for the life they used to eat fruit and taste tablets together.

Li Qing looked at it, and her eyes blurred when she looked at it, and she picked up the third one with teary eyes. The above is about the cold days between their husband and wife, the sorrow of being alone and tossing and turning in the middle of the night.

Li Qingzhao's tears flowed even more urgently, and before she knew it, her handkerchief was already wet with tears.

Pick up the fourth page.

There is only one guarantee on it, Zhao Mingcheng threatens his father with his life: let him ask His Majesty to abolish the monument of the Yuanyou Party.

This is certainly not something that can be done overnight, only gradually.

When Li Qingzhao saw this page, the wall built against Zhao Mingcheng in his heart collapsed instantly. She felt Zhao Mingcheng's love for her, but because of her father's affairs, she took the initiative to distance herself from him, and suddenly blamed herself and felt wronged.

Even if he was alienated from him, he still loved himself so much, and even made such a vow for her.

The rabbit looked at Li Qingzhao crying, it was really unusual, and couldn't help but float outside the room, as the saying goes, out of sight and out of mind.

The knot in Li Qingzhao's heart was untied, and she immediately took out her pen and ink and conveyed her thoughts to him through words one by one, hoping that he could receive her thoughts.

Two and a half months later, Li Qingzhao's letter arrived in Bianjing, and in a blink of an eye, it fell into the hands of Zhao Mingcheng.

Zhao Mingcheng read Li Qingzhao's letter repeatedly throughout the night, and that night he wrote another letter to his family and sent it to someone.

I'm afraid it will take more than two months to send it out first and then come back.

Zhao Mingcheng can't wait to go to Li Qingzhao to confide in her now.

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At this time, Li Qingzhao of Qizhou often leaned on the railing of the courtyard alone or looked at his door alone after untying the knot, as if he was waiting for something.

She may be waiting for Zhao Mingcheng to find her, or she may be waiting for a letter to her family to temporarily relieve her longing.

But all day long, she didn't see what she was waiting for, even if she knew that it would take a long time for the letters to go back and forth, but she was still willing to sit here and wait.

Waiting for the arrival of that letter from home, or the arrival of a beloved.

Sometimes Li Qingzhao looked beyond the distant mountains, looking at the clouds and flowing water, revealing a lonely atmosphere in the silence.

Late at night, she looked alone at the two quilts stacked on the splendid bed, and her eyes were full of Yan Shan.

Li Qingzhao is losing weight day by day, and the rabbit looks at Li Qingzhao like this and unconsciously recalls Li Qingzhao, who only married Zhao Mingcheng at the beginning, and there is a smile on his cheeks every day.

At that time, she was a cheerful and lively woman, but at this time she was as pitiful as the grass in the wind and rain.

Li Gefei and Wang saw that their daughter was like this all day long, and they were helpless.

Spring is here again, even if the temperature is warmer, Li Qingzhao's boudoir is still extremely cold, the bone-chilling cold and the breathtaking cold. Even Xu Xiaotu could feel it.

On this day, a little girl came to visit Li Qingzhao.

The name of the other party is: "Yu Niandao!" ”

Xu Xiaotu was already shocked when he heard this name, he didn't expect this rain to appear again, and he still remembered the last time he saw him when Li Qingzhao went to Bianjing.

Xu Xiaotu was still worried about him at the time, but now when he heard his name, he suddenly became angry, and muttered: "Little brat, you are harder than a cockroach!" ”

Of course, the rabbit didn't know that Yu Niandao was dead.

Li Qingzhao hesitated for a moment, and then remembered the man who led them into the Bianjing City Gate a few years ago.

The other party is kind to him, and Li Qingzhao wants to see the other party no matter what he says.

When I came to the front hall, I saw a little girl in a Taoist robe who was only a teenager sitting there drinking tea with a calm demeanor.

Wang looked at the little girl in a little surprise, her demeanor was so calm at such a young age, even Li Gefei was a little stunned.

Li Qingzhao looked at the little girl and was stunned for a moment, is the other party Yu Niandao? Apparently not!

The little girl glanced at Li Qingzhao, raised her hand to hold the sleeve of the wide robe and lowered the teacup.

"I'm Elder Yu's second apprentice! My name is Sun Li! ”

Xu Xiaotu knew that Sun Li, wasn't he Sun Li, one of the two great masters he met at Qingfang University? At that time, she told herself the news of Yang Wei's death.

The rabbit looked at the little girl and wondered if they were the same person.

The little girl's version of Sun Li continued to speak: "This time, I came here to ask for something!" ”

Saying that, Jiang Qin got up and jumped lightly on the ground, completely ignoring Li Gefei and Wang, but saluted Li Qingzhao.

Li Qingzhao came back to his senses and saw the little girl saluting herself, and she was a little overwhelmed for a while, so she could only return the salute in a hurry.

"I don't know...... What do you have to ask for? At the beginning, your master was kind to us, as long as he can, he will do his best to help! ”

Li Qingzhao can still make up her mind, besides, she has been a lady.

The rabbit floated in front of Sun Li, looked at it carefully, and found that she was almost very similar to the Sun Li he had seen at Qingfang University.

Sun Li was not polite at all: "I came to ask Mrs. Zhao for a scroll of calligraphy and paintings!" ”

Li Qingzhao was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and at first she was worried that this little girl Sun Li was asking for something about the court, but she never thought that it was just a pair of calligraphy and paintings.

Li Qingzhao was puzzled: "I don't know if it's for the work of that sage?" Xia, Shang, Zhou, or Later Liang, Later Tang, and Later Jin were also collected. But there are not many of them, and they are all in Bianjing. ”

Saying that, Li Qingzhao couldn't help but see Zhao Mingcheng's figure in front of her again, and she unconsciously thought of the happy life of herself and Zhao Mingcheng eating fruits and watching the monument.

Li Qingzhao's tone was a little heavier: "If the little Taoist friend looks at that volume, tell the concubine." I will write to my husband on your behalf, and I will bring it with both hands. ”

Sun Li raised his little hand and waved: "Mrs. Zhao misunderstood, what I came to ask for is not the work of other sages. It's to ask Mrs. Zhao for her poetry and picture! ”

Li Qingzhao was a little surprised when he heard this: "Asking for a concubine?"

Although Li Qingzhao has a little fame in Bianjing, he has not yet reached the kind of person who comes to ask for poetry and painting.

Sun Li saw Li Qingzhao's look of disbelief, so he nodded seriously: "Indeed! It is to ask Mrs. Zhao for the picture scroll poems! ”

Li Qingzhao looked at Jiang Qin, whose eyes were like torches, and couldn't help but feel a little unconfident in his heart: "Little Daoyou, isn't this a joke about the concubine?" ”

Li Qingzhao really couldn't understand why she asked for her calligraphy and paintings, and I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to sell them for a few copper coins.