"The mist is thick and the clouds are sad for eternity, and the brain is a golden beast. The festival is chongyang, the jade pillow yarn cupboard, the middle of the night is cool and the beginning is penetrated. ”

"After dusk, there is a dark fragrance in the sleeves. Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. ”

After Li Ziqi finished reading, the audience was dead dead again.

The men are better, but the women have red eyes and tears hanging down in an instant, especially the last sentence, which writes the image of a little wife who misses her husband vividly and makes people feel pity.

"I didn't expect Sun Mo, a big man, to write such a delicate, delicate and affectionate poem!"

Li Xiu chewed on this poem, only felt that her lips and teeth were fragrant, and she couldn't wait to write it down immediately, paste it in the small pavilion of the boudoir, and appreciate it every day.

However, Li Xiu glanced at her niece vaguely.

Isn't that wrong with your expression?

You won't fall in love with Sun Mo, will you?

He's your teacher!

But even if he likes it, Li Xiu thinks it's understandable, this Sun Mo is really good.

Tall, handsome and handsome, he is full of wealth, talented, and young, he already has a great status and prestige, this kind of man is definitely a rare husband!

If she doesn't have a husband, Li Xiu will take the initiative to invite Sun Mo to be a guest of the curtain and keep him by her side to relieve loneliness.

"Great praise!"

King Qi stroked his palm, if a harem concubine could recite this poem to herself with a complaining expression, the widow would immediately crown her as a concubine!

"On a good day, it's too sad to talk about Chongyang, Ziqi, why don't you have a more festive poem?"

The queen laughed: "With Master Sun's love for you, I must have written you a poem, right?

"Huh!"

Mrs. Su smiled secretly in her heart, don't look at the queen who is over forty years old, but in this heart, there is still a young girl living there, this is obviously to listen to a poem written by Sun Mo to 'her'.

"Good!"

Li Ziqi naturally would not refuse, and was about to recite a poem, but was interrupted by Qin Yaoguang.

"Senior sister, let's take a bite first!"

Li Ziqi drank a little too much, his head was a little confused, and he didn't think much about it, he raised his head and took a sip of wine, and then started four kills!

"More than thirteen years of grace, cardamom tips in early February, spring breeze ten miles of Yangzhou Road, roll up the bead curtain is not as good. ”

As soon as Xiao Purse's voice fell, there were cheers.

"Wonderful!"

"Great praise!"

"it!"

The people turned their heads and glared at the guy who was talking about it.

The queen's phoenix eyes were even more full of evil spirit, and she glared at her directly.

"If you don't boast, just shut up, a good poem will make you ruined. ”

The queen was very angry: "Come on, fork him out for me!"

This is a young meritorious child, who doesn't have much ink in his stomach, so he can only go around the world in one sentence.

Usually go to the Qinglou painting boat, so it's customary, after all, the prostitutes don't dare to mess with him, but now, it's above the palace hall.

"Hit the 30 boards!"

King Qi commanded.

This poem suddenly made his mood fluctuate, and he wanted to spoil a few young girls at once.

As an old critic, King Qi is not like most people, from this kind of poem, what he feels is the innocence, playfulness, and cuteness of a cardamom girl, what he thinks about is the tension and excitement when he was still the prince and spoiled the little palace maid for the first time!

That's yourself, really becoming a man.

That afternoon will never be forgotten for the rest of my life.

The men at this moment, their expressions are gentle, and they are stuck in memories, after all, who can not have a first love, no matter how miserable it is, there are secret loves.

"Is there a poem about women?"

The queen was not satisfied, her appetite, was raised, and she wanted a poem, the kind given to herself.

"Of course, there is!"

Li Ziqi laughed, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he was cute.

"Senior sister, let's have a five-kill!"

Qin Yaoguang spoke, held up the wine jug with both hands, and fed Li Ziqi another sip.

"The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, the spring breeze blows Revlon, if it weren't for the jade mountains, they would meet the moon in Yaotai. ”

Rub!

There is no need to read it at all, the queen heard the first two sentences, and Huo Ran got up with a shocked face, and then, her face turned into a surprise.

This song is a clear and flat tune, and it really writes a woman beautifully to the bones.

"I want it!"

When Li Ziqi finished reading, the queen laughed: "Ziqi, is this poem written by Sun Mingshi?"

"Naturally!"

Li Ziqi nodded.

Hiss!

Many people gasped, because up to now, the five poems recited by Li Ziqi are all famous through the ages, which is not an exaggeration.

Anyway, it can be passed on.

"And who is he for?"

After the queen asked, the plain hands under the sleeves of the robe were shaking excitedly.

"For whom?"

Li Ziqi frowned, the teacher didn't say it, these poems were all thrown over by the teacher when he made up the class in order to deal with the book war.

When the queen saw Li Ziqi's expression, she was overjoyed, and couldn't wait to ask: "That is to say, this poem was written by Sun Mo in his spare time?"

"Hmm!"

Li Ziqi nodded.

The queen didn't speak, waiting for Li Ziqi to comprehend the stubble, but the little purse drank wine today, and her head was a little sluggish.

It was still Qin Yaoguang, a little clever ghost, who opened his mouth to save the scene.

"My teacher's poem was written for the queen, and he also said that Daqi can have your mother's honor in the world, which is the blessing of Daqi!"

"Haha, Master Sun is really ridiculous!"

The queen was modest, but anyone could see it, and she smiled so much that the folds on her face could kill a sea crab: 'Come on, reward!'

"Why do you have to say something that the teacher didn't say?"

Lu Zhiruo pouted, the teacher is not such a frivolous person.

"It's just a poem, it's useless for us to keep it, but if you give it to the queen, you can exchange it for the queen's appreciation, and if you take this relationship, you will come to Qi again in the future, and you will definitely not be afraid of being bullied." ”

Tantai Yutang explained.

Qin Yaoguang's character is very mature and knows how to maximize benefits.

Sure enough, after the queen finished rewarding, she took out another jade pendant: "Ziqi, you take this jade pendant, in the future, you will come to Qi Country with the same door, you can come to the palace to find me!"

There are many noble sons and daughters of Qi who are present today, and when they see this scene at this time, their eyes are red with jealousy.

This palace is not something that anyone can enter if they want to.

"Cheap old woman. ”

Li Xiu painted rouge red lips and pursed her lips, unwilling.

In history, there are not many queens who can leave their names, but Queen Qi can definitely occupy a place with Sun Mo's Qingping tune.

If this poem is placed in the Qinglou, those famous prostitutes will definitely rise in value, and they will directly become Oiran, and they will recommend themselves to serve Sun Mo.

Not only Li Xiu, but the women present are all going crazy with jealousy.

"Hey, this poem is enough for the teacher to prostitute a lot of oirans, and it is a loss to give it to the queen!"

Jiang Leng, who has never liked to talk, suddenly said a long sentence.

The queen got the poem, and she was excited, but she was not satisfied: "Does Master Sun have any works about lovesickness and love?"

I have to say, women love this.

Li Ziqi smiled slightly, lightly opened his lips, and began to be super-god!

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, the silver man crosses in secret, and the golden wind and jade dew meet each other, and there are countless victories in the world!"

Not to mention the queen's beautiful eyes, flashing with a moving look, followed Li Ziqi to recite this noun silently, even Li Xiu was intoxicated by it.

Queqiao Immortal is so domineering that he can capture a woman's heart!

When Li Ziqi finished reading, the queen asked impatiently: "Is there anything else?"

"!"

The prime minister, who has always been steady, is not happy, so you can also give us a chance to solve the problem.

The queen ignored her and looked at Li Ziqi directly.

"The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning!"

The little purse really did not disappoint, as soon as the rain linling came out, the audience was silent again, and many women began to cry again, feeling sad.

"Your Highness, do you have any poems about thinking about nostalgia?"

The prime minister took advantage of the break when everyone tasted the rain bell, and hurriedly asked.

He hasn't returned to his hometown for many years, and it is foreseeable that he will die in office, after all, the king of Qi relied on him, the important minister of the country, to make the country of Qi settle down.

Several times begged for bones, and the king of Qi refused.

Li Zi glanced at the old prime minister.

"Blue clouds, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke and green on the waves!"

As soon as Fan Zhongyan's boss Su curtain came out, the prime minister directly burst into tears, crying loudly, thinking of his decades of official resume.

There are really bitter and sweet, and many of them are difficult to communicate with outsiders!

"Your Majesty, please beg the bones!"

The old prime minister went out directly, knelt down and asked to return to his hometown.

King Qi just wanted to refuse, but more than a dozen old ministers all stood up.

"Your Majesty, the ministers are also begging bones!"

"Count me in!"

"I miss home, die in my hometown, and return to my roots, so that I can have peace of mind!"

King Qi had a big head for a while.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are my ministers, you are gone, what will happen to my country?

King Qi persuaded.

The old ministers were silent.

"Ziqi, quick, chant a poem about lofty ambitions and ideals!"

King Qi urged.

"The golden bottle of sake is ten thousand, the jade plate is shy and ten thousand dollars, the cup is not eaten, and the sword is drawn and looked around!"

Li Ziqi opened his mouth and came, and when he read this, he always felt that his mouth was dull and tasteless, so he shouted: "Zhiruo, the wine is coming!"

"Senior sister, huh!"

Papaya Niang handed over the wine.

As soon as the path of the poet is difficult, the audience is shocked!

The high-ranking officials and dignitaries, princes and grandsons, queens and concubines, and famous teachers and ministers can be said to be winners in life, even if they are waiting for others' palace ladies, they are all selected through layers of selection before they can enter the palace.

At this time, when I heard that Shixian was difficult, I instantly recalled the hardships of my life and the ambition of my youth.

No one wants to waste their lives!

Everyone wants to live a human life!

Several important ministers suddenly had the impulse to work for another fifty years and achieve a perfect life!

After Li Ziqi finished groaning, he tilted his head again, muttered, and continued to drink.

At this time, she was completely drunk, and because of the recitation of the masterpiece of the poet fairy, her emotions also came up.

She didn't need others to ask questions, she chanted out herself.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. ”

"You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. ”

Reading the poetry immortal's general wine, Li Ziqi remembered her past!

Since childhood, he has never forgotten, is talented, loved by his father, and is regarded as the first princess of the Tang Dynasty, Li Ziqi also thinks that he is a genius, but all of this was shattered after the apprenticeship was rejected.

Kyushu Yasheng, a big man who almost stood at the apex of the famous teacher world, refused to accept himself, although he did not have a name to say that he was a waste, but the subtext was self-evident.

At this point, Li Ziqi's life has fallen into darkness!

Xiao Purse thought that this was the eternal night, and she could not see the light of day, she thought about suicide more than once, but she was unwilling.

She wants to prove herself!

Prove Zhou Yasheng wrong.

But he was so powerless, he didn't know what to do, until he met Sun Mo!

It was he who broke the frozen eternal night and brought himself into the early morning, so that he could continue to enjoy the warm sunshine.

"Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you!"

After Li Ziqi finished reading, he raised the wine pot to the sky: "Teacher, thank you for your teaching, so that I am qualified to stand here, debate with the heroes of all countries, talk with high-star famous teachers, and pay attention to the main hall, washing away my wasteful reputation!"

"This cup, to you!"

After Li Ziqi finished speaking, he raised his head and drank it all.

Li Xiu originally wanted to dissuade her, lest Li Ziqi get drunk and make a fool of herself, but seeing her crying, Li Xiu thought about what her niece had experienced, and gave up persuasion.

"Let her vent once!"

Li Xiu actually thanked Sun Mo for giving his niece a new life.

The guests were silent and looked at Li Ziqi quietly.

As the most favored and beautiful princess of the Tang Emperor, Sun Mo's chief disciple, the youngest famous teacher who broke the record, and the royal waste who was rejected by Zhou Yasheng, the name Li Ziqi and her experience have become household names among the people.

At this time, with Shixian's "Will Enter the Wine", it simply complements each other, and perfectly presents the image of a girl who is enthusiastic and heroic, unrestrained and sassy, unwilling to fail and works hard.

Li Ziqi should not be Li Ziqi, but should be the hope and example of many unknown teenagers who are trapped in the quagmire.

Yes, don't admit defeat, look forward and run with all your might!

Everyone looked at Li Ziqi, reminiscing about this song in their minds, and unconsciously, their chests were also full of heroic and unparalleled spirit!

"This is the teacher, for the senior sister, right?"

Lu Zhiruo was envious, and she also wanted the teacher to write a poem for her.

The other gourd babies are envious, and even Jiang Leng, who doesn't care about these the most, wants it.

"This ...... All of this was done by Master Sun?"

Someone was really curious and asked, but after speaking, he quickly explained: "I'm not suspicious, I just want to know, how can Master Sun make so many good stories?"

Li Ziqi ignored him, this kind of vision is as small as a mayfly, and it is not worth explaining himself.

"Ziqi, is this poem specially written for you by Master Sun?"

King Qi was curious: "What is her name?"

"Will enter the wine"!"

Remembering the teacher's kindness to him, the little purse smiled, very sweet and beautiful, and then silently made a vow.

Teacher, I won't let you down, I must be a saint and stand on the top of Kyushu!

Airplanes!

When this idea was born, Li Ziqi's body erupted with a bright golden light, and then, a halo centered on her radiated.