This night! The people of Kaifeng literary circles turned their backs.

From the old man in the literary world to the Tai student who has just passed the crown, they are all drunk like mud, and everyone clearly knows that the possibility of wanting to write a famous article through the ages is very small just by drinking, after all, there is only one Li Qingzhao in the whole world, but just like Su Dun, even if there is a glimmer of hope, they will not give up.

"Heavy sleep does not kill alcohol!"

On the second day, a group of literati woke up from their intoxication with their foreheads covered, and they couldn't help but think of this sentence in "Like a Dream Order", which was simply empathetic.

"If only I had come up with this phrase earlier!" Many literati regretted that they asked which of the people in the world had never been drunk, but they woke up drunk, only holding their heads and exhaling in pain, where did they think of writing poetry.

"That's right, write the words!"

At the moment, many people immediately thought of the most important thing at the moment, and quickly took out pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to find inspiration.

"Last night's night was dark and windy..............."

"Heavy sleep doesn't get rid of headaches,............。

All of a sudden, all sorts of strange words and phrases came to mind, making the already hungover head even more painful.

After a long time, one by one, they put down the brush in their hands dejectedly, and threw the nonsense poems in front of them into the paper basket.

"I'll just say that Fan Zheng is opening an evil party!"

The Kaifeng literary world was furious one by one, blaming Fan Zheng for his incompetence, but they didn't care that the evil prescription prescribed by Fan Zheng was specially prescribed for Li Qingzhao.

"I heard that the wine Li Qingzhao drank is the essence of wine! ………………。 Another literati was unwilling to say, but they were soon drowned in a sea of verbal criticism.

"It's nonsense, it must be Li Qingzhao's accumulation, but it's a pity that there is only one Li Qingzhao in the world, and he is still a woman!" The Kaifeng literary world all sighed, if Li Qingzhao was a man and had this talent, he would definitely rise to prominence, but he was a woman, and it was a pity to waste his talent in vain.

"It's a pity that Li Qingzhao is a woman!"

Everyone sourly, but they can only envy, envy and hate, after all, talent is irreplaceable.

However, they are wrong, although women in this era cannot take the imperial examination, the title of the first talented woman in the Great Song Dynasty can double Li Qingzhao's value.

As Zhang Lei's prediction, the entire Li family was in the city, and almost all the famous families in Kaifeng City came to the door to propose marriage.

"The old man is the sister-in-law of the family of the Sanpin master, and he has already sought the official in the shade, and the future is ............ immeasurable!"

"The following is the son of a family, with thousands of acres of fertile land and a wealth of ......."

"The following is the ,..................。 after the king"

"The one who holds the old body is Zhao Mingcheng, the son of Zhao Ting, the imperial history, and he and Miss Li are confidants,............。"

Of course, a woman can not be an official, but if she marries the first talented woman of the Great Song Dynasty as a wife, it is the greatest glory in the world, Li Mansion said that the matchmaker can line up from the gate of the Li Mansion to the Daxiangguo Temple, and the officials below the five grades cannot enter the door of the Li family at all, this is still the court did not let go of the law of not marrying with the same surname, otherwise the officials surnamed Li are indispensable.

The Li couple's faces were stiff, and they dealt with it one by one, after all, the family background that came to ask for marriage was bigger than the other, although they were happy that their daughter was in demand, they also knew that this matter was not easy to deal with, and if they should give one, they would offend a group of people.

"Thank you for your love, Li Fu is really ashamed, the little girl has no intention of getting married, please forgive me!" Li Kefei arched his hand.

"Lord Li's words are inappropriate, the so-called men should marry and women should get married, Miss Li has already reached the end of the day, and now the words of the parents' matchmakers are here, it is a good day and an auspicious day." The matchmaker said bluntly.

There are even high-ranking nobles who come in person, wanting to use their power to force the Li Mansion to agree to the marriage.

Wang arched his hand and said: "Actually, it's not that we are obstructing, it's just that the little girl loves poetry, how can the Li Mansion find a good son-in-law, if the sons of your families have good works, you can send them, if you can get along with the little girl, the Li Mansion is naturally willing to marry!" ”

"Ugh!"

Suddenly, the matchmaker and the wife who came couldn't help but stagnate, Wang's words were like a lore, so that all their words were held in their mouths, everyone knew that Li Qingzhao's poetry was the best in Bianjing, and they knew what virtues their own sons had, and I was afraid that they would not be able to enter Li Qingzhao's eyes at all.

"Isn't it just waiting for the price to sell!"

Many matchmakers and women walked out of the Li Mansion and snorted coldly, everyone knows that the so-called poetry masterpieces are just pretexts, but they can only pinch their noses and admit it, who called the Li family has a talented woman in the Song Dynasty.

Seeing everyone leaving, the Li couple breathed a sigh of relief, their daughter was so sought-after, since they felt distressed and couldn't help but be proud of it.

"By the way, what about Miss?" Wang suddenly asked.

"What about the young lady writing poetry in the backyard?" A subordinate replied.

"Writing poetry?" The Li couple glanced at each other, and suddenly a bad feeling welled up in their hearts.

The two hurriedly rushed to the backyard, only to see that in the boudoir, the wine was surging to the sky, a jar of old wine had been drunk and discarded aside, Li Qingzhao was writing hard at the desk, and there were discarded paper balls all over the ground.

"No, not at all!" Li Qingzhao's eyes were drunk and hazy, and her face was painful, and she could no longer find the inspiration to write "Like a Dream Order" that day.

"Zhao'er, what are you doing here, I said earlier, using wine as a word is Fan Zhengkai's evil recipe!" Wang stepped forward and said distressedly.

"It's not an evil recipe, it's the wrong wine, what my daughter drank in Fan's house that day was the essence of the wine, not this weak wine!" Li Qingzhao said drunkly.

"Presumptuous!" Father Li suddenly shouted, "Do you really think that doing learning is so simple? ”

Li Qingzhao was stunned for a moment, and the wine was also a lot sober.

"No matter how good the wine you drank yesterday, it is not the truth of writing a famous article through the ages, the reason why Li Bai is called a poet immortal is not because he drank a bucket of wine, but because he is Li Bai, you wrote "Dream Order" not because of drinking, because you are Li Qingzhao, this is your accumulation, even if Fan Zheng is not an evil prescription, the wine is just a medicine!"

"There is a diligent path in the book mountain, there is no end to the sea of learning, you have to be down-to-earth in learning, you have already taken a shortcut, can you still take a shortcut again and again!" Father Li said righteously.

"Father taught me! Zhao'er understood! At the moment, Li Qingzhao Lingtai is clear, she is not a dull person, she naturally knows that learning is not achieved overnight, before she was just immersed in the confusion of drunk writing poetry for a while!

"It's good to know, as long as you study hard every day, it's not that you can't write a famous story again in the future." Li Kefei kept a straight face, reprimanded, and then turned to leave.

Walking out of Li Qingzhao's boudoir, Li Ke couldn't help but wipe his sweat, his daughter's achievements were higher than him, and he almost couldn't stop her.

However, he didn't see Li Qingzhao's lowered eyes looking at the empty wine jar at the bottom of her feet from time to time, and she believed that she would definitely be able to write another famous story in the future.

But it's cool to take shortcuts for a while, and it's always cool to take shortcuts all the time.

"It seems! If you have the opportunity to seek medical treatment from Brother Fan again. Li Qingzhao said secretly in his heart.