"Your Majesty replied: 'There is no other, but Ling Er and other hundreds of people, change their makeup, wear Xuansu, so that this baby is mixed in it, and it is very different. As he spoke, Master Li actually cried gently, "I am a lowly performing woman, not only does he not dislike it, but also abandons his identity to be happy with me, and he is worried that the palace is deep, so he designed the palace for me in Genyue in the northern suburbs, you can see it tomorrow, the three words 'drunken apricot building' are written by His Majesty himself." ”

Sometimes, when you show off to ordinary people, you may attract the jealousy of others, but when you are beyond the ordinary, others will only admire and envy you. Now Nie Shengqiong has such an attitude towards Master Li, if an ordinary woman is favored by the emperor, and there is such a hundredfold favor, it is indispensable for other women to be jealous, but like Master Li and Zhao Ji, it can only make Nie Shengqiong infinitely envious, and he can't get up the slightest resentment.

"When I was young, there were many reckless and reckless literati who befriended me, and the affairs with Song Jiang and other bandit leaders must be known to the world, do you know Lord Yan Yuanxian?" After finishing the rhyme with Zhao Ji, Master Li changed his words and began to talk about these little-known secrets.

Yan Yuanxian ?...... Belch...... However, Emperor Renzong was an official to the Ministry of Rites and a scholar of the Guanwen Palace, and after his death, he was posthumously awarded the title of Duke of Linzi, and was called Yan Shu and Uncle Yan Tong, who were called Yuan Xian?" Chen Shouyang listened to Master Li's questioning, and only thought for a blink of an eye, and then replied.

"Taiyi Chen has a good memory! Yes, it is him, a person of the same status as Lord Yan Yuanxian, I am naturally not qualified to get acquainted, I want to say his youngest son, Yan Jidao, alas, ......"

"I heard that this Yan Dao can eulogize at the age of five, but it is full of some glamorous tunes, and he can't get on the stage, and then he inherited the style of his father, and he is upright, but unfortunately he was born in such an era, and it was Cai Jing who was in charge at the time, so he was depressed all his life. Zhang Shuye continued, and his disdain for Cai Jing was undisguised in his words.

"Yes, when I first met him, he was already in his old age, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he was down, thinking about the fresh clothes and angry horses back then, how graceful he was, and in the end he could only spend his life with us singers. Sheng Qiong, you were only a few years old at that time, and you don't remember. After Master Li finished speaking, he took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and sang to himself.

The distant mountains have long eyebrows, and the thin willow waist and limbs are curled. Makeup stands up for the spring breeze, and a smile is less.

When I returned to Fengcheng, I said that I was with Qinglou Road. Looking at Yingchuan flowers all over the world, it is not as good as a teacher.

After singing the song, everyone was intoxicated, and there was silence for a while.

When I was still in Tokyo, I had the privilege of listening to the girl's lyrics, and for more than ten years, the girl's elegance has not diminished. Uncle Zhang never spoke, he said that these words came from the heart, and several people here also felt the same way, and reveled in Master Li's tactful singing.

"This song was made for me by Mr. Yan at that time, and Mr. must have wanted this word to be sung, but I am grateful for Mr. Yan's love, and if it is not for special circumstances, he will never sing it in front of people. Master Li seemed to be thinking about something, and his eyes were stunned.

"In this way, there are not a few literati who are good friends with teachers and girls. Chen Shouyang not only did not dislike this, but admired it a little, it is not easy for a singing woman to have such a past.

"Of course, aren't the two adults too? Master Li replied with a smile and blinked.

"Mr. Zhou Bangyan, who was a Taixue Zheng during the reign of Emperor Shenzong, was also a guest under the curtain of my teacher. Grandma Li also said with a smile.

"Zhou Bangyan?!Wow!Is that the author of "Poppy Beauty, Shuli Qujing Tianjia Xiao" that I sang yesterday? Wow~" Nie Shengqiong on the side looked at Master Li with envy, and regretted why he couldn't be born a few years earlier to see his favorite lyricist.

"yes. My sister is so good at singing, she must be very familiar with these people, they ...... It's true...... It's a pity......" Master Li is talking about those lyricists who met her, and why not about herself.

"My sister can have such an opportunity in this life, and it is not in vain. Nie Shengqiong listened to Master Li's memories, and a trace of pain welled up in her heart, but her embarrassment really couldn't be as blunt as Master Li......

"I heard that after Emperor Shenzong saw the painting of Li Yu, the queen of Nantang, the news of the birth of the prince came out of the West Palace, and the eleventh prince was the first emperor Duanwang, and this rumor said that the first emperor was the reincarnation of Li Yu, who loved Danqing and loved the beauty, but did not love this country. When the teacher and the girl said this, it seems that this rumor is not unfounded!" "Uncle Zhang lived in Tokyo quite old before he was demoted, and he was a good official who cared about the people, and he often visited the people in the market, so he knew these rumors.

"Ji Zhong, this can't be said ......" Chen Shouyang has always been cautious in his words and deeds, he felt that if Uncle Zhang's remarks were listened to by people with ulterior motives, he might be killed.

As soon as Chen Shouyang said this, the people in the room really had different faces, Master Li didn't care, Nie Shengqiong was not deeply involved in the world, and he didn't know why Chen Shouyang said this, Grandma Li had lived for most of her life, Xu was a human spirit, and she had always laughed, but there was no comment.

(Zhou Bangyan and Yan Jidao were the most influential lyricists in society in the late Northern Song Dynasty, and although both of them were politically unwilling, they both formed an indissoluble bond with the word, a romantic minor tune produced in the folk, and also met a singer like Li Shishi, who sang the lyrics.) I don't know if you're interested, do I need to write about these elegant poets in the late Northern Song Dynasty?)