Xing Bingle was really stunned at that time, his eyes widened cutely, and he seemed a little incredulous. That's Yi'an Jushi, no matter what other aspects are, but in terms of literary talent, she is indeed the only literati and lyricist in the world, otherwise Zhao Guan's family wouldn't be able to use her as a raft all the time.

And after all, the century-old cultural heritage of the Great Song Dynasty is still there, even if Xing Bingle has helped Yi'an Jushi as a royal prince, he was ashamed of himself for a while, and only after a while did he say: "I, I can't write poems and sing songs, and I don't know grammar." ”

Yi'an Jushi laughed at himself and said, "I'm scared to death, I thought you were going to tell me that rhetoric is not a woman's thing, how old are you, and it's not too late to learn." ”

Xing Bingle bowed his head and said, "I'm afraid that my qualifications are limited and I will tarnish Mr.'s reputation." ”

The Xing family is happy to see this, after all, no matter how the people at the bottom pass it on, the official family's respect for Yi'an Jushi is not fake, and their daughter has a reputation as a talented woman, which is not a bad thing in any case, and Xing's mother also prepared a very thoughtful apprenticeship ceremony.

After Xing Bingle's life was much more fulfilling, Li Qingzhao was a very strict teacher, she had a strict understanding of words, and she was quite opposed to using poetry as words, especially focusing on music. Because the rhythm of words is stricter and the rhythm of poetry is wider, there are naturally many places where "you can't sing" when you fill in the words with the rhythm of the poem. Even her master Su Shi was too talented to limit his thoughts, so he didn't like to cut sentences to follow the rhythm, and he was not respected by her.

So just the study of Pingxuan, Xing Bingle studied for half a year, it turns out that people's talent is limited, her practice and insight in human feelings offset the romance of literature, anyway, Li Qingzhao felt a little disappointed, but after all, she is beautiful and lovely, and she also respects her master, so that Li Qingzhao, who has not even had children in her life, likes this child very much.

Until the autumn of that year, Wang Shi destroyed the Western Xia, and the dynasty was a hundred years old, but the news came from the court that the official family would move the capital in the future.

Liu Shaoqing

The chrysanthemum cup is deep, the plum horn is far away, and the dream is Jinghuayuan. Gathering and scattering in a hurry, lonely geese by the clouds, duckweed floating on the water. How can you teach people not to hurt their feelings? Feel a few degrees, and the soul is frightened. Acacia after night, dust goes with the horse, and the moon drives one by one.

Li Qingzhao looked at the girl's faint sorrow, shallow longing, suddenly very weak, if it weren't ruthless, where could I write such a masterpiece called farewell is really a thought, more than half a year of getting along, has allowed her to perceive a lot, she said it bluntly: "Tao Ran (Li Qingzhao took the word for her), as soon as you enter the Hou Gate, it is as deep as the sea, not to mention the palace gate, you will harm yourself." ”

Xing Bingle bowed her head silently, she didn't expect that she could hide from this master who saw through personnel, but being so straightforward really made her a little embarrassed, but after all, she was frank and said, "Master, I know, I know everything." But I just thought about him, and I wanted to see him more. ”

"But you always have to marry and have children, and if you have a husband, can you do it again?"

"Master is also married to a wife, can you tell me, is it happy when you are a girl, or is you happy when you are Mrs. Zhao?"

The first talented woman in the ages choked for a while, was silent for a while, and only said: "I hate that we were born as women, and we can't help it at all." ”

Xing Bingle comforted her instead, "Master, although we are women, we were born rich and noble, and although we have gone through troubled times, we have met the Holy Lord. I'm already luckier than too many people, and as for marriage, I don't force it. "Anyway, it's up to my parents to quarrel.

But I really thought that just after the first day of Jianyan's seventh year, she was almost married.

Speaking of which, I also complained about her, why did she cover for Foyou and Yue Yun's kid, and came out to see the lanterns during the Lantern Festival, I heard that the storyteller talked about "Water Margin", if it weren't for this, she wouldn't have traveled in a carriage (Yue Yun has a horse), she wouldn't have almost been killed because she was frightened by a horse, or she was saved by a tall young general.

She protected the frightened Buddha on the one hand, and on the other hand, she resisted the fear of apologizing to the person again and again, Yue Yun behaved like a cat, and let that person teach, "If Yue Shuai knows that you are messing around like this in the capital, what kind of martial arts do you study......" He suddenly stopped preaching, because the north wind blew, and Xing Bingle's already crooked curtain was completely lowered.

Li Shifu, who was born in an ethnic minority, looked at the shallow goose egg face with pear blossoms, and instantly understood what the official family wrote, "Suddenly looking back, that person was in the dim light." ”

What Yue Yun, who is Yue Yun?

The next day, Xing Bingle was worried that Foyou would be exposed, but he actually heard that Qu Duan, the commander of the imperial cavalry, and Liu Jian, the deputy commander of the imperial cavalry, came to the house together to propose marriage for another deputy commander, Li Shifu, needless to say, it must be her.

Are you feudal people so neat?

Xiao Li is also helpless, his father Li Yongqi was martyred, there is no reason not to tell the boss about such a big thing, but I didn't expect Qu Dachun to be proud, and he had to come to protect the media to show that he cared about his subordinates. Therefore, it was rare for the parents of the Xing family to unanimously refuse the marriage, serve tea and send off guests, leaving Deputy Commander Li who wanted to commit a crime and Deputy Commander Liu who forcibly dragged him away.

Of course, Foyou couldn't hide such a big thing from the Zhao Guan's family, he almost didn't laugh to death after hearing about the follow-up, and some time ago he was in a much better mood by the three major cases and the haze of Zhekeqiu, and said that Qu Duan was not shallow, for the unity of the imperial cavalry, he also asked Foyou to ask her, "Li Shifu is actually very good, do you want to think about it again, if you think it's okay, I will ask Lu Benzhong to protect the media." ”

It's amazing that she didn't have that kind of heart-rending pain, just a faint sadness, and soon turned into a little bitter smile, and said: "General Li is naturally very good, but my father and mother are ruthless, so forget it." Besides, as a new widow, as a disciple of the lineage, although I don't have to keep filial piety for three years, it is not good to talk about marriage at this time. ”

This is the truth, Zhao Mingcheng, who has been in Sichuan and Shu for a few years, has a stomach full of grievances, and he drinks excessively, and the world is always harsh on women, many people say that Li Qingzhao can't bear hardships and refuses to go to work with her husband, otherwise he won't let Zhao Mingcheng die without being taken care of, completely ignoring the concubines and maids he brought with him before leaving.

Of course, Li Qingzhao's master and apprentice would not know that such a result is much better than in history. No matter how disgusted her husband is afraid of death, she is also a loving husband and wife for thirty years, Li Qingzhao was sad for a while, and she was raised by a boy from the clan, and she lived more and more in seclusion on weekdays, just sorting out the literary brochures of herself and her husband for half of her life, Xing Bingle was not at ease and often came to visit her.

Li Qingzhao occasionally wrote, and he had a little more insight into life, and sighed: "In the past, in order to inspire the people, the official family wrote 'Life is a hero, and death is also a ghost.'" So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. In order to show that I would never retreat again, I admired the heroism of the official family at that time, but I quarreled with my late husband. Later, they quarreled a lot about these things. In fact, now that I think about it, he is just an ordinary person, and I have to measure him by the hero, which is my own trouble. Tao Ran, in fact, when husband and wife get along, it is not easy for a husband to be willing to respect his wife for giving him the opportunity to display his talents. ”

Xing Bingle knew that the master had something to say, so he didn't say much, but he just found a guqin, and the novice played it, accompanied by the master's master's masterwork:

The red lotus fragrance remnants of the jade in autumn. Lightly untie Luo Shang and go on the Lanzhou alone. Who in the clouds sends the brocade book, when the goose word returns, the moon is full in the west building.

The flowers float and the water flows freely. One lovesickness, two sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart.

The days passed smoothly like this, and the major events of the court did not stop for a day, but the begonias were still in the Zhao house by the Jinming Pond. It would be better if Vice President Li came around from time to time.

Until that day, when the winter snow was heavy, she heard that he was sick.

At first, he was just a little worried, but he also knew that he had spent half of his previous seven or eight years in the barracks, and the loss must have been not small, and it happened to hit the cold weather in winter, so he felt a little sick. Only ask someone to spread a message to tell the Buddha to bless the sick and serve the sick well.

Foyou replied that Pan and Wu in the palace were very diligent, and she and Shenyou were both driven away on the grounds that they were too young. She was speechless.

However, when hunting came in the middle of winter, the condition of the official family also became capricious, often improving in spirit for a few days, and being bedridden for a few days.

Gradually, it was a matter of course that some rumors were introduced. Bingle finally became anxious, and he couldn't wait to hand the sign into the palace. was asked by Li Qingzhao, "In what capacity did you enter the palace to see the driver?" ”