Xing Binngle was really stunned at that time, her eyes widened in a cute way, as if she was a little unbelievable. That was Yi An, regardless of other aspects, but in terms of literary talent, she was indeed a unique literati in the world. Otherwise, Zhao Guan's family couldn't always use her as a raft.
After all, the centuries-old cultural heritage of the Song Dynasty is still there. Even though Xing Binngle, as a royal relative, helped Yi An, he felt ashamed for a while. After a while, he said: "I, I can't write poems and sing songs. That one is even more illogical."
Master Yi An laughed at himself and said: "I was scared to death. I thought you were going to tell me that rhetoric is something unfeminine. How young are you? It's not too late to learn now."
Xing Binngle lowered his head and said, "I'm afraid my limited qualifications will tarnish your reputation."
The Xing family is happy to see this happen. After all, no matter how much the people at the bottom spread the word, the official's admiration for layman Yi An is not fake. Their daughter has a reputation as a talented woman, which is not a bad thing in any case. Xing's mother is also very considerate. Prepared the apprenticeship ceremony.
Then Xing Binngle's life became much more fulfilling. Li Qingzhao was a very strict teacher. She had a strict understanding of words and was quite opposed to using poetry as lyrics, especially focusing on the rhythm. Because the rhythm of words is stricter and the rhythm of poetry is wider. , using the rhythm of the poem to write lyrics, naturally there are many places that are "unsongable". Even her master Su Shi was too talented and the standards of lyrics and music could not restrict his thoughts. As a result, he did not like to tailor the sentences to suit the rhythm, and he did not admired by her.
Therefore, Xing Binngle only studied for half a year. Facts have proved that human talent is limited. Her skill and knowledge in human relations offset her literary talent. Anyway, Li Qingzhao felt a little disappointed, but after all, she was smart and beautiful. He also respected his master, which made Li Qingzhao, who had never had any children in his life, like this child very much.
It was not until the autumn of that year that Wang Shi destroyed Xixia, and the dynasty had been a century old, but news came to the court that the official family would move the capital in the future. She could not sleep for several days and wrote her first small order.
Liu Shaoqing
The chrysanthemum cup is deep, the plum blossoms are blowing far away, and the capital is far away in the dream. They gather and disperse in a hurry, the geese are alone by the clouds, and the duckweeds are floating on the water. How can people not be sad? How many times have I slept, my soul is flying, and my dreams are frightened. I miss you all night long, and the dust follows you. The horse is gone, and the moon is driving.
Li Qingzhao looked at the girl's faint sorrow and longing, and suddenly felt very weak. If it weren't for being ruthless, how could he have written such a masterpiece called farewell but actually longing for her? After more than half a year of getting along, she had been able to detect a lot of things about her. It is also straightforward: "Tao Ran (the name Li Qingzhao chose for her), once you enter the marquis gate, it is as deep as the sea, let alone the palace gate. You will harm yourself."
Xing Binngle lowered his head in silence. She never expected that she could hide it from this master who knew everything about people, but she was a little embarrassed to be so straightforward. But after all, she was magnanimous and said: "Master, I know, I know everything." I know. But I just think about him and want to see him one more time."
"But you always have to get married and have children. If you have a husband, can you do this again?"
"Master is also married. Can you tell me whether I am happier as a girl or as Mrs. Zhao?"
The most talented woman of all time actually choked for a moment, remained silent for a long time, and only said: "It's a shame that we were born as women, we have no control over it."
Instead, Xing Binngle comforted her, "Master, although we are women, we were born into wealth. Although we have gone through troubled times, we have met the Holy Lord. We are already luckier than many people. As for marriage, I will not force it." Anyway, it is up to my own family. The parents made a noise.
But I really thought that just after the New Year's Eve of the seventh year of Jianyan's reign, she was almost married off.
To put it bluntly, I blame her, why did she cover for Foyou and Yue Yun to come out to watch the lanterns during the Lantern Festival? I heard that the scholar talked about "Water Margin". If not, she would not have traveled by carriage (Yue Yunyou) horse), the horse would not have been frightened and almost fell to death, but was saved by a tall young general.
While she was protecting Foyou, whose face turned pale with fright, she suppressed her fear and apologized to the man repeatedly. Yue Yun was as obedient as a cat and allowed the man to teach him, "If Commander Yue knew that you were acting like this in the capital, how could you still do it?" Why study martial arts..." He suddenly stopped teaching because the north wind blew by, and Xing Binngle's already crooked curtain was completely lowered.
Li Shifu, who was born in a minority ethnic group, looked at the oval face with pear blossoms and instantly understood what the official wrote: "Looking back suddenly, that person is in the dim light."
What Yue Yun, who is Yue Yun?
The next day, Xing Binngle was still worried that Foyou had been exposed, but he actually heard that Qu Duan, the commander of the imperial cavalry, and Liu Qi, the deputy commander, came to his home to propose marriage to another deputy commander, Li Shifu. Needless to say, the person was definitely is her.
Are all of you feudal lords so efficient in doing things?
Classmate Xiao Li is also helpless. His father Li Yongqi died for his country. There is no reason not to tell his immediate superior about such a big thing as asking for marriage. But he didn't expect that Qu Da Chunfeng was so proud that he insisted on coming to protect the matchmaker to show that he cared about his subordinates. You said that the Xing family is just another How could he let his mouth talk nonsense? Therefore, the Xing family's parents unanimously declined the marriage and served tea to see off the guests, leaving only Deputy Commander Li who wanted to offend him and Deputy Liu who forcibly dragged him away. command.
Of course, such a big thing as Foyou leaving the palace could not be hidden from Zhao Guan's family. When he heard about the follow-up, he almost laughed to death. The three major cases some time ago, Zhe Keqiu made his gloomy mood much better. He said that the truth is harmful to others No Qian, in order to unite the imperial cavalry, asked Fuyou to ask her, "Li Shifu is actually very good. Do you want to think about it again? If you think it is okay, I will ask Lu Benzhong to protect the matchmaker."
Miraculously, she didn't have that kind of heart-wrenching pain, but just a touch of sadness, which soon turned into a bitter smile, and said: "General Li is naturally very good, but my father and mother are very angry, so let's forget it." .Besides, the family teacher is a newly widowed person. As a direct disciple, although I don’t have to observe mourning for him for three years, I can’t talk about marriage at this time.”
This is true. Zhao Mingcheng, who had been living in Sichuan and Sichuan for several years, felt aggrieved and drank too much. People in the world are always harsher on women. Many people insisted that Li Qingzhao was unwilling to go to work with her husband because he had to endure hardships. , otherwise Zhao Mingcheng would not have been allowed to die without care, completely ignoring the fact that he took his concubines and servants with him before leaving.
Of course, Li Qingzhao’s master and apprentice would not know that this result was much better than in history. No matter how much he disliked his husband and was afraid of death, they had been a loving couple for thirty years. Li Qingzhao was sad for a while, and adopted a boy from the clan to raise. Li also became more and more reclusive, just sorting out the literary albums of herself and her husband for half of their lives. Xing Binngle came to visit her often without worry.
Li Qingzhao occasionally wrote, and gained a little more understanding of life. He sighed: "In the past, in order to inspire the people, the officials used my words to write, 'Be a hero in life, and a hero in death.' I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross the Yangtze River. .' To show that I would never retreat, I admired the heroic spirit of the officials at that time, but I had a big quarrel with my late husband. Later, I quarreled more about these things. In fact, now that I think about it, he was just an ordinary person, and I had to take the lead. When the Lord comes to measure him, I am asking for trouble. Tao Ran, in fact, when husband and wife get along, it is not easy for a husband to respect his wife and give her the opportunity to display her talents."
Xing Binngle knew that the master meant something, so he didn't say much. He just found the guqin and played it for a novice, playing along with the master's masterpieces:
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade quilt in autumn. I undressed my clothes lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent me a brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower.
Flowers drift by themselves and water flows by itself. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I lower my brows, but it is in my heart.
The days passed in such a calm manner, and the important events of the court never stopped for a day, but the begonias in Zhao's house beside Jinming Pond were still the same. It would be better if Vice-President Li didn't come to take a look from time to time.
Until that day when the winter snow filled the sky, she heard that he was sick.
At first he was just a little worried, but he also knew that he had spent half of the past seven or eight years in the military camp, and the wear and tear must have been considerable. It happened to be that the weather turned cold in winter, so some illnesses felt like strings. He only asked others to pass them on.
The message was to ask Foyou to take good care of him.
Foyou replied and said that Pan and Wu in the palace were very attentive, but she and Shenyou were both driven away because they were too young. She could only be speechless.
However, when hunting came in the middle of winter, the official's condition also became erratic. He would often feel better within a few days and then be bedridden again within a few days.
Gradually, but naturally, some rumors arose. Bingle finally became anxious and wished he could pass the sign to the palace. However, Li Qingzhao asked him, "In what capacity do you enter the palace to see him?"