Chapter 87

The Taixue Zheng Li Gefei, who was about 50 years old, returned to the gate of the Li Mansion, but happened to see his favorite young daughter Li Qingzhao coming into the house.

"Daughter has met my father." Hearing the greetings from behind, Li Qingzhao turned around and saw his father walking onto the official sedan chair. She couldn't help but show a big and cute smile on her face to welcome him to support her.

"Daughter...Who makes you so angry?" Li Gefei, a handsome man in his early forties, held his beloved daughter by his arm. Seeing Li Qingzhao's cute face, he couldn't help but smile. "Why did you drink all the wine for your father again, so you pretend to be pitiful so that you can spare you for your father?"

"No, Dad, how could you say that about your daughter? This time, there were several jars of daughters in the cellar and they didn't move..." At this point, Li Qingzhao suddenly stopped, shrank her neck, and cutely spit out her lilac tongue.

Li Gefei's face couldn't help but change. Looking at this daughter, I felt so sad. "Little girl, I just saved nearly a hundred jars of fine wine this year, but there are only a few jars left?"

"Oh Daddy, this wine is not all drunk by my daughter alone, as well as my elder brother, and you, and sometimes friends come over or something, sometimes when I go to my friend's house, I have to bring a few jars of bars... In short, it must not be done by my daughter alone." Li Qingzhao was a little embarrassed and said angrily without any turn.

"Oh... OK, okay, you didn't drink it alone. You girl, so why can't you finish drinking?" Li Gefei shook his head helplessly. When he faced this cute and cute daughter, he couldn't even get angry.

Li Qingzhao pouted her cherry mouth that could hang the oil bottle and said angrily. "It's all because of you, Dad, you have liked to drink wine from your daughter since you were a child. Now that your daughter can drink it, you actually blame your daughter..."

Li Gefei suddenly felt a little overwhelmed and had to shake his head helplessly admit that it was his fault. However, when he thought of the fine wine he had originally planned to drink last year, he was almost gone for a little over half a year, he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Well, it seems that I have to hurry up and buy a batch of fine wines and wines. I can't have no bar when the guests are at home. If that happens, it will be too embarrassing.

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Seeing that his father did not continue to hold him accountable, Li Qingzhao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed the subject. "Dad, do you still remember the Wushan lay Buddhist whom my daughter told you last time?"

"Of course I remember, you didn't say that the Wushan layman was actually not an old man, but a young man hiding in a brothel as a teacher. Why don't you feel bad? It's just that it has something to do with the Wushan layman, right?" Li Gefei, the head of the highest academic institution of the Song Dynasty, is it now the head of the Taixue, the highest academic institution of the Song Dynasty: Taixue Zheng.

He is a talented person, and he has been well studied in both the Four Books and Five Classics, and poetry, songs and essays.

The reason why Li Qingzhao was called the number one talented woman in the Song Dynasty was that Li Gefei, the kind father, could definitely account for most of the achievements of his words and deeds.

Since the reputation of Wushan layman began to spread in Tokyo Bianliang, Li Gefei began to copy all the works of Wushan layman one by one, and he was quite fond of them.

Later, I heard that my beloved daughter also loved the lyrics of this Wushan lay Buddhist, but I never thought that it would be written by a young man under twenty years old who was still a teacher in a brothel.

This surprised Li Gefei. Although his daughter was young and famous in Tokyo Bianliang, Li Gefei actually knew very well that although his daughter's talent is indeed very genius, she is still a little childish in fact.

However, out of love for their daughters, those young literati kept praising them, which made their daughters famous. Li Gefei naturally had a clear understanding of their daughter's talent.

And every poem written by the Wushan layman can be regarded as an exquisite work. Whether it is to express emotions with things, to tell stories, or to be sad about spring and autumn, it can touch people's hearts.

Such skills alone are enough to make Li Gefei think about it, so there is such a question.

"Well, that guy really hates it. He actually said that war makes women go away. For most of the time, women should be just bystanders of the war, not participants. He made his daughter and Brother Jie so angry..." Li Qingzhao repeated what Wang Yang had said before angrily.

"Most of the time, women should be just bystanders of war, not participants..." However, after hearing this, Li Gefei not only did not stand on his daughter's side and sigh, but instead lit up his eyes. "What a seductive and unique view."

Li Qingzhao immediately stopped doing it, glared at the watery Danfeng eyes and said angrily. "Dad, then what do you mean is that guy is right, is your daughter wrong?"

"Good daughter, that's right, I don't mean that my father thinks that guy is right, but this sentence is not all wrong..." Li Gefei looked at his beloved daughter, smiled, stroked his long beard and shook his head.

"Think about it, from ancient times to the present, in history books, how many people have taken the battle to kill enemies are daughters? Not to mention the past, it is the Song Dynasty today, with millions of armor, but how many of them are women?..." Li Gefei loved his daughter very much, but he was also a very rigorous scholar.

Love is love, but he will definitely say what he should say. When Li Qingzhao heard this, she was stunned. Xuan Ji was a little embarrassed to spit out her pink and tender lilac tongue. "Oh, my daughter didn't think about this at that time, just thinking that guy was targeting her daughter again, so..."

"So what's wrong?" Li Gefei looked at Li Qingzhao's appearance and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"So my daughter bet with that elder brother Wang. If his daughter wins, he will apologize for what he said. If he wins, that brother Jie will lose to him two thousand guan..."

"You, forgot, I know the temper of the Chen family's wife. I guess it was because your good sister was there to instigate you?" Li Gefei shook his head helplessly. As his daughter's best friend, Li Gefei naturally knew very well.

"What should I do? Otherwise, my daughter will tell the prince not to gamble?" Li Qingzhao couldn't help but feel a little headache.

"A man is a real man and a thousand gold. How can my daughter be worse than an ordinary man?" Li Gefei shook his head and said seriously. "Since you have placed a bet, you should try it hard. If you believe in my young mother for your father, you may not lose to the Wushan lay Buddhist."

"Really? Daddy, do you really think so?" Li Qingzhao's eyes lit up immediately, and she looked at the father who encouraged her and asked excitedly.

"Of course, you are the number one talented woman in the Song Dynasty. Don't let this name down. Come on, believe in your strength for your father." Li Gefei gestured seriously and waved his fist.

"Okay, then my daughter must come on. Humph, I must defeat the prince and let him know that I, Li Qingzhao, are no less talented than those seven-foot men."

Looking at his daughter jumping away, Li Gefei rubbed his eyebrows and shook his head helplessly. "It seems that the cellar in the mansion will have to be bigger next year, otherwise..."

"I am looking forward to the hope that Wushan lay Buddhist can stimulate Qingzhao and make Qingzhao's creations go to a higher level... Only then can she live up to her reputation as the number one talented woman in the Song Dynasty..."
Chapter completed!