At this time, Li Qingzhao was only in his thirties, and at this time, from a psychological point of view, he was also in his thirties, in the same situation as the monkey character, but the two lonely men and widows never broke through anything. {Starter}

"Sister don't cry, don't cry, if you have anything to say, just say it, if you don't mind, just tell my brother to listen to it, after all, the bystanders are clear. Yu Rongdu said softly, and then looked at the woman who showed no signs of being in her thirties.

Xiong Oni looks like she is in her twenties at most, and even there are some fluff on both sides of her cheeks, which are extremely enchanting against the backdrop of her slightly drunken pink complexion.

This is the first talented woman in the past.

Li Qingzhao also walked to the table and sat down, poured a glass of wine, and took it up, but he hesitated for a long time and drank it all.

Then he looked at Yu Rongdu and said in a deep voice, "Little brother, do you really think I am a sister?"

Yu Rongdu looked at this royal sister who didn't look old and old at all, such a beautiful and mature woman, but in the future generations, she was a woman who could cause peach-colored incidents, especially with the name of Li Qingzhao, but nodded affirmatively. But there was no other thought in my heart.

Because he knew that not long after, after the change of Jingkang, Li Qingzhao's situation after wandering was not good, and he even encountered a villain who cheated money. But in the end, she came over and left her name firmly in history.

It's this woman, the woman doesn't let the eyebrows shout, "Life is a hero, death is also a ghost." So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. "In that era when the emperor converted his wife and daughter, and the wives and daughters of his ministers, into gold and silver and sold them for fornication, she held up a fairly remarkable chapter and became the brightest star.

At this time, Yu Rongdu suddenly remembered a word of Wu Zao in the Qing Dynasty that he had read in later generations, although he didn't know whether it was suitable or not, but he also felt it very much, so he said to Li Qingzhao, "I suddenly remembered an old poem just now, and I asked my sister for advice." ”

Li Qingzhao's attainments in words naturally needless to say, at this time, if she was asked to leave aside a qiē to tell her own things, but it was difficult to write, but when she heard that Yu Rongdu actually had the first word that she needed to point out, it also solved the embarrassment between the two, so she sorted out her thoughts and said softly, "Brother, please speak." ”

"A volume of separation, a volume of scriptures. Ten years of heart and ten years of lights. A few autumn sounds on the plantain leaves. If you don't succeed, you still laugh, and you are sad and helpless to learn to forget your feelings. Misleading people is still saying smart. Yu Rongdu gently recited this word, which would not appear until more than 500 years later, and the author was also a woman, a woman who wanted to be a man, the same heart higher than the sky, but a woman with a bad fate.

Li Qingzhao understood this song after listening to it, but after listening to it, he pondered, and said lightly, "Ten years of heart and ten years of lights...... If you can't succeed, you still laugh...... Misleading people is still saying smart, and a good 'misleading people are still saying smart'. ”

Speaking of this, but to a glass of wine, only a small sip, and then stretched out a slender, white and tender, in the eyes of the residual degree of the jade hand can be seen light cyan veins, gently patting the table, beating the beat, singing softly, in an instant, that kind of sentence is sad, but there is no word of sorrow, especially the last sentence "mistaken people are still said to be smart" is to completely stimulate all the sorrow guò a sentence, for women, such a sentence, in the era of "women are not talented is virtue", but what a mockery.

Only at this time, Li Qingzhao, after more than ten years of marriage, can sing this kind of slightly gloomy but agitated struggle at this seemingly compatible, but agitated level, especially the last sentence that seems to be compromised, but it makes Li Qingliang white, this may be a cold fate. The pain of this ridicule and ridicule is so indescribable.

There is more helplessness in the faint singing.

Just as the Yan family lyricist said, "Helplessly, the flowers have fallen, and it seems similar to the return of Yan." ”

More than ten years ago, in the same situation, I met Zhao Mingcheng and thought that this was a lifelong dependence, but I found that it was just a dream of prosperity and prosperity, but after the nightmare, it was already the beginning of the autumn breeze and the petals were about to fall.

After Li Qingzhao finished singing, she didn't speak, just looked at the wine glass in her hand, there was still half a glass of wine in it, and the slight fragrance of wine intoxicated her heart that wanted to be restless but suppressed, and it seemed that she had anesthetized her body, and she was in her thirties when she was plump and graceful, and when she was in her prime, she was alone in the empty curtain, was her fate like this, or was she jealous?

originally thought that the sea was a vow, but in a short period of time, the vicissitudes of life, and he had to pretend to be sincere in front of outsiders. If it weren't for the two of them being afraid of face, how would they be to this point today?

"That year, I was still young, the age of the letter, but I didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick, and the bustling Tokyo Bianliang, what a hustle and bustle, naïve and romantic for the new words to say sorrow, a dream order was sought after by many people, but, I was just the girl who leaned on the door and looked back, but sniffed the green plums, thinking that there could be this one who could know and know, and had the same aspirations. And what kind of heart can you remember about other things? Li Qingzhao muttered to himself, not caring about Yu Rongdu at all.

Or Yu Rongdu felt that this Li Qingzhao was too casual, but the hunchbacked strong man who passed by the window and the door quietly, pretending to be unintentional but patrolling, understood that he received a letter from Zhao Mingcheng today, but he wanted to take her to Laizhou. And when you arrive in Laizhou, you have to see Zhao Mingcheng's favorite concubine. In particular, you have to endure those strange eyes and unexplained accusations.

This lively and clever girl can come to this day, but she also has her own sadness.

But Yu Rongdu didn't say anything, just poured himself a glass of wine, but didn't pay attention to anything else. At this time, what Li Qingzhao needed was not persuasion, but confiding.

"That year, I met Defu, who was twenty-one years old and I was eighteen. Actually, I'd heard of him before, and he must have heard of me. The door is right, the man is talented and beautiful, and there is not much time, I married a wife, and since then I have become Mrs. Zhao. But come to think of it, it's really nothing. On the night of the candle in the cave room, he watched the red candle burn out with an iron face, but he didn't see that my tears were also soaked in the red phoenix robe. Five kinds of inappropriateness, two words, I'm not stupid. But I think, as the Heart Sutra says, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, as long as the heart is there, it is a qiē. Li Qingzhao didn't have any scruples, it seemed that she was a little dreamy at this time, as if she was hypnotized, she had no meridian consciousness, and some were just memories.

Yu Rongdu turned his head to look at Zhu Tianjue with doubts, and Chuanyin asked, "What do you mean by the five kinds of inappropriate texts?"

Zhu Tianjue was stunned for a moment, and then said in a somewhat dumb voice, "It refers to five kinds of women who are not suitable for marriage, and the second is the text, which is the second kind, the literary girl, and in popular terms, the stone girl." Now do you understand? I said, since I came in, I found that this woman's Yuan Yin was too abundant, but I didn't expect that she was still a virgin. Hehe, I didn't expect it. ”

Virgin!

Yu Rongdu was stunned, this Li Qingzhao has been married for more than ten years now, and he is in his thirties, and he is still Yun Ying's virgin!

Suddenly, at this time, a kind of *, an uncontrollable *, swelled in the bottom of his heart. can't let this woman repeat the tragedy of the past, if she can't change history and rescue thousands of Chinese people under the iron hoof, then solve this woman who is Zhong Lingyuxiu, and she can save one by one.

However, she is someone else's wife.

Ignoring Yu Rongdu's thoughts, Li Qingzhao continued, "Later, Yuan Dang, his father was dismissed, and his Zhao family soared, at that time I went to ask, what was the end of my life in the end, leaving Beijing alone, he Zhao family can say one word, that is, Defu, Defu...... Now that I think about it, it is 'hot and warm-hearted', and the husband and wife are originally birds in the same forest, and they fly separately when the disaster comes. Hehe......"

"Do you know what my heart was like at that time? Fortunately, the world changed, and finally Defu and I came to this Qingzhou, lived in seclusion among the mountains and wilderness, called ourselves the people of the Getian clan, and set up the ambition of the poor and the peerless, and the ancient characters of the world. I tried my best to collect these ancient inscriptions, and I also forgot about the thin affection of Defu back then, and it seems that among the affectionate paragraphs, I am afraid that it can be thrown away, if it weren't for the fact that his Zhao family was also down, I think it must be ......" said, Li Qingzhao stood up and staggered step by step in front of the rubbings and inscriptions.

At this time, Yu Rongdu suddenly found that those words, all kinds of fonts, some he knew and some he didn't know, were slightly blooming with some kind of inexplicable light, as if something was triggering the frequency. The words, which shone slightly with some kind of fluctuation, began to float faintly, suspended in the air.

It is a faint existence similar to aura, but not aura, it seems to have some kind of coercion, rising lightly, but not aggressive, gentle with a certain immersion.

Li Qingzhao's fingers slid over the rubbings of calligraphy and paintings one by one, and he seemed to have a feeling occasionally, and whispered softly: "The rain ghost cries and half-believes, and the tadpole bird track is always surprising." The six books caused the opening of the grass, and since then the civilization has not been exhausted. ”

As if under some kind of traction, all the glimmers of light rotated, and finally poured directly into her body from the heavenly spirit cover above Li Qingzhao's head, and in an instant, there was a kind of light shining out in the senses, but in fact, I never saw any light visually.

At this time, Li Qingzhao had already finished the half-soul and half-dreaming state, standing quietly with his hands in his hands, standing there, his eyes slightly closed, a quiet and indifferent demeanor, but exuding a certain inexplicable solemnity.

"This, this is" Yu Rongdu said with some surprise, looking at Zhu Tianjue in confusion.

Zhu Tianjue also looked at Li Qingzhao suspiciously, and said uncertainly, "This seems to be some kind of inheritance." ”

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