Day 2.

Li Qingzhao took the female envoy Taoqin and took a carriage to find Zhao Zhu's house, and got together with several unmarried daughters such as Zhang Yuanwailang, Zhou Yushi, and Huang Shaoyin, and prepared to go to the city for spring.

Even Li Qingzhao, seven or eight girls are all fifteen or sixteen years old, and the eldest Zhao Zhu is only eighteen years old.

After Li Qingzhao met her, he quickly integrated into the group of girls who had not left the pavilion in the families of officials in Bianjing, made a few friends, and had someone who could make an appointment to play boudoir opera - horse fighting.

"The dream order that was rumored in the city not long ago was made by this Sister Li?"

A little girl who had not yet reached her time walked up to Li Qingzhao and asked her curiously.

"Which one is like a dream?"

Li Qingzhao saw that she was cute, so he couldn't help but tease her.

"The green, fat, red, and thin one!" The little girl said in a crisp voice.

"It's my words."

Li Qingzhao was a little shy, and several girls exclaimed again, smiling and coming around to discuss the dream-like order.

After the dressed Zhao Zhu walked out, his eyes looked around, and fell on the little girl who was not in time, and asked with some surprise: "Are you...?" ”

The little girl saluted, and then smiled and said, "My surname is Han, and my father is the captain of the horse." ”

Several girls present, including Li Qingzhao, guessed her identity.

She is the daughter of the eldest princess of Wen and the sixth son of Han Qi, the descending virtuous minister, Han Jiayan.

"Sisters, don't blame the little sister for coming rashly."

Han Zhen explained, saying that she saw Zhao Zhu's letter from a sister, and that sister didn't have time to come, so she came instead, and she also wanted to go outside the city with everyone.

Of course, a more important reason is that the daughter of Li Yuanwailang's family, the author of the song she loves so much, is also in the team this time.

Zhao Zhu naturally didn't blame, and introduced everyone to her, and Han Zhen saw them one by one.

"Sister Li will come to my car later, can you teach me lyrics?"

Han Zhen took Li Qingzhao's hand and begged her coquettishly.

Li Qingzhao couldn't shirk it, so she could only get into her much more luxurious carriage, and the one at home was Taoqin sitting by herself.

So, nearly ten girls got on the car, took some female envoys and servants, and came all the way to the east street south of the Great Xiangguo Temple.

Then walk along the Bianhe River and go out of the city through the East Water Gate in the east.

Outside the city is still bustling with activity.

A large number of houses are located, and the north and south cargo ships dock at the wharf next to the restaurant outside the city, Li Qingzhao glanced out, and the signboards in front of the stores such as Sun Yang Shop and Tian Meilu came into view.

Let her have the urge to take out her mobile phone and take a picture for Chu Langjun to see.

Fortunately, Han Zhen's little sister on the other side kept looking at her with admiration, which made her dispel this idea.

"Sister, let's make another one!"

Han Zhenyang begged her.

Li Qingzhao has already written three poems, and at this moment he can only refuse it and talk about it when he plays.

The little girl Han Zhen then urged everyone to leave quickly.

The carriage of the girls came to a scenic place by the river and stopped.

Li Qingzhao played around with them, some people kicked with a juju, and some people took out ruan and pipa to play, and the laughter continued.

At noon, the girls sat together, took out the food they had brought from home, and played guessing and throwing pots.

After Li Qingzhao drank a few glasses of wine with them, he listened to the sound of the pipa and made another dream-like order, and a group of girls praised it one after another, and several talented girls, including Han Zhen, also wrote poems and lyrics to sing and harmonize.

Li Qingzhao took a sip of wine with a smile.

Suddenly, I thought of Chu Langjun again.

If he was here, he wouldn't be able to make a poem, right?

She had to teach her, so that Chu Langjun could write a few rhyming poems.

After an hour of eating, when the female envoys were cleaning up the scraps, Li Qingzhao picked flowers by the river with them, preparing to make a vase of flower arrangement.

"Look!"

Little Lady Zhou pointed to the distance and beckoned them to take a look.

Li Qingzhao followed her finger and saw that there were also seven or eight young men wearing soapy round-necked and long-sleeved robes with a hood on their heads, all riding horses, talking and laughing towards this side.

"Do you want to avoid them?" The little lady of the Zhang family asked.

"Avoid what they do, they go theirs!"

"Hey, it seems to be too much of a student!"

"I recognized one, it was Sun Jia Saburo, a student of Tai Student Neishe."

Li Qingzhao listened to their whispers, and the group of Tai students also rode up to him, and after a bold girl took the initiative to shout, these Tai students dismounted one after another and saluted them.

Li Qingzhao and others also returned the salute.

The two sides chatted, the eldest lang of the Zeng family, the Liulang of the Hu family, the Wang family, the Zhao family, and so on.

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Li Qingzhao only reported: "My father's surname is Li, and he is a member of the Ministry of Rites." ”

I didn't want to talk more, but who knows, a handsome man took the initiative to give her a respectful salute and asked her with a smile:

"I don't know this little lady, but a few days ago, she wrote "Like a Dream Order", and there is a female lyricist with the good sentence of "green, fat, red and thin"?!"

A group of students all looked at her.

Li Qingzhao became the focus of attention.

She returned the salute and said modestly, without boasting too much about herself.

"I didn't expect to see Li Cainu today!"

The young man showed a look of surprise, stared at her a few times, and it was not until Li Qingzhao avoided it that he reacted, hurriedly saluted again, and took the initiative to introduce himself:

"Under the surname Zhao, the name is Mingcheng, the name is Defu, and he ranks third in the family."

After a pause, he said again: "My father is now in the position of the Imperial Historian!" ”

Zhao Tingzhi?

Li Qingzhao immediately remembered that Chu Langjun had told her that in the next few years, Cai Jing and Zhao Tingzhi were together, and Zhao Tingzhi was defeated by Cai Jing and was deposed.

"It's the San Lang of Zhao Zhongcheng's family!"

Several of the girls exclaimed in low voices.

Except for Han Zhen, who did not tell these men, this Zhao family Saburo is the highest official position among the relatives, and he is still his father.

In the future, Zhao Sanlang will be able to make up for it by relying on the shade.

"I've seen Zhao Sanlang."

Li Qingzhao saluted again, and after feeling Zhao Mingcheng's gaze, he avoided it slightly.

I thought that I would soon be separated from this group of students, but who knew that the topic would turn to poetry again, Zhao Mingcheng proposed that with the title of "Wing Chun", everyone would make a poem or lyrics for each man and woman.

This group of young men and women applauded.

Li Qingzhao was coerced and also wrote a poem, which was not very brilliant, but he was still able to win the first place in the women's group.

And Zhao Mingcheng, the Zhao family Sanlang, was also pushed to the first place.

"It's a pity that I couldn't hear the words of Little Lady Li!"

Zhao Mingcheng smiled at her with regret.

Li Qingzhao replied: "The words must be sung." ”

Zhao Mingcheng thought for a while, saluted again, and said, "What Little Lady Li said is very true, and I have been taught below. ”

"The slave family doesn't dare to teach."

Seeing him salute many times, Li Qingzhao remembered another person, he didn't seem to have returned the salute once, and the difference between him and this Zhao Sanlang was very big!

Zhao Mingcheng saw that she was uncertain, and couldn't help but ask more.

Li Qingzhao just shook his head slightly and did not answer.

After the separation, she was still thinking about things.

"Sister Li, did you see it?" Han Zhen came to her side and said with a low laugh: "That Zhao Sanlang has looked back at my sister several times!" ”

Li Qingzhao saw it.

Among these Taixue, Zhao Mingcheng repeatedly cast his eyes on her, asked her a lot of questions about poetry and songs, and took the initiative to chat with her about some things in Taixue.

"I'm looking at you, right?"

Li Qingzhao grabbed her hand and rubbed it, and said jokingly: "If you don't look back, how do you know that he looks back at us?" It's clear that you look at him! ”

"Nonsense!"

Han Zhen Zhenzhen said: "I noticed it when I saw that he always looked at his sister." I'm afraid he won't find someone to go to his sister's house soon! ”

Although she has not yet reached the marriage, she has been very calm when she talks about marriage.

Li Qingzhao was unhappy, "I won't agree to him as a matchmaker!" "Can my sister call the shots about marriage?" Han Zhen said enviously.

"Even if I can't call the shots, I don't agree!"

Li Qingzhao made up her mind, and whoever came to matchmaking made her parents refuse.

Chu Langjun said that a woman can get married at the age of twenty-four or five, or even thirty-four!

Chu Langjun is not married!

……

Night.

Li Qingzhao, who was lying on the bed, thought about it over and over again, took out his mobile phone again, lit up the screen, and glanced at the hour.

Half past eleven in the evening.

Thinking of the things in the daytime, I can't help but think again:

Chu Langjun is not married yet......

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