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"Sister, why are you here?"
When Li Shishi saw Li Qingzhao and Li Qi appear together at her home, she came forward excitedly, took Li Qingzhao's hand and said excitedly.
Feng Yinu also stepped forward, bowed and said, "Yinu has met Sister Li."
A flash of excitement flashed in Li Qingzhao's eyes. He nodded towards Feng Yinu, then smiled slightly at Master Li and said, "I heard that Master Li said you were unwell, so I came over to see you. By the way, you are fine."
Bar?"
Li Qi, who was standing aside, snickered secretly in his heart. He didn't expect that Sister Qingzhao is also a master of lying. If I hadn't cried, made trouble, and hanged myself just now, would you have come?
"It's all an old problem. How can we just say it's okay?"
Li Shishi smiled helplessly. It seemed that she had seen through it. She took Li Qingzhao's hand and sat down next to her, saying: "Sister, I heard from Sister Feng that you have been in the capital for a while, why did you come to me today?"
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Li Qingzhao smiled apologetically: "I have been looking for a painting these days, so I have not been able to visit. I hope my sister can forgive me."
In fact, the two of them had known each other for a long time. Since Li Qingzhao had written a ditty for Li Shishi before, the relationship between the two was not bad. However, because Li Qingzhao left Qingzhou, the two had no contact with each other anymore. In addition, Li Shishi was now the emperor's woman.
, the relationship between the two became even more estranged. The most important thing was that Li Qingzhao did not want to get involved in everything.
Regarding this, Li Shishi herself also understood that since she became the emperor's woman, many of her friends had kept a distance from her. She did not blame them.
"Have you found the sister? Do you need my sister's help?" Li Shishi asked with concern. She was relatively familiar with Li Qingzhao and knew the importance of a painting to Li Qingzhao.
Li Qingzhao glanced at Li Qi subconsciously and said with a smile: "Thanks to my sister, I found it two days ago."
Seeing that they were talking endlessly, Li Qi stood aside and said depressedly: "Miss Shishi, sister Qingzhao, you should talk while eating. The soup will not taste good when it gets cold."
Master Li was stunned and said: "Sister Qingzhao? Are you two siblings?"
He really knows how to talk. Li Qi nodded quickly and said: "You can say that."
Feng Yinu hummed softly: "Sister, don't listen to his nonsense, it's his shameless shouting."
Hey. How come this woman is always against me?
Li Qi frowned and his face suddenly dropped. When Li Qingzhao saw this, he was afraid that the two of them would quarrel again, so he smiled bitterly and said: "Master Li and I have the same surname, and they are not wrong to call us that." As she said this, she looked at him.
Turning to Master Li, he said: "Sister, you are not in good health, so you can't go hungry. Let's eat and talk."
She is the oldest here, and the three of them respect her very much. Her words naturally carry a certain weight.
Master Li nodded, smiled at Li Qi and said, "Master Li, I wonder what delicious soup you prepared today." She didn't understand either. Li Qi made soup for her almost every meal, but she also
got used to.
"mutton soup."
Li Qi smiled slightly.
Although the name is simple, the method is not simple at all. First, put the mutton together with the tube bones in a pot to make soup, and then add the fresh mutton cut into weights and the cleaned haggis into the soup pot to cook.
.After cooking, pick it up and drain it, then cut it into thin slices and immerse it in boiling water, then pour it into a soup bowl and pour in the scalding snow-white mutton soup water.
The nutritional value is naturally self-evident.
The maid immediately put the stew pot on the table and filled the three bowls of soup with each other. Then she followed Li Qi's instructions and sprinkled the three bowls of soup with green chopped green onions. It was steaming hot and fragrant.
The three girls have long been accustomed to Li Qi's cooking skills, especially Master Li, who has been spoiled by Li Qi and now has no interest in other people's cooking.
Li Shishi took a sip and immediately felt a warmth from his mouth all the way to his heart. The fragrance lingered around his lips and teeth, making him indescribably comfortable. He praised: "The soup is thick and delicious, not fishy or smelly, fat but not greasy. This soup
It’s really good.”
Li Qingzhao also took a sip, nodded and said, "I was lucky enough to eat the mutton soup made by Uncle Su, but his mutton soup still had a slight smell of mutton. Why does your soup really have no smell at all?" She walked around.
You can be considered a gourmet even if you haven't tasted delicacies anywhere in the country.
Li Qi smiled and said: "Because this sheep is raised by me."
Since the bar has not yet opened, there are dozens of people in his yard who have nothing to do, so Li Qi simply pays them a small amount of money to let them raise some livestock. This person will become lazy when he is idle, which is not what he wants.
have witnessed.
Li Qingzhao didn't understand and asked curiously: "What's the difference? Are the sheep you raise different from those raised by others?"
"One thing is different. All the sheep I raised grew up eating leeks, so they don't smell bad." Li Qi explained that in fact, he originally planned to keep these sheep for himself to satisfy his greed, but after all, there were too few.
"Eat leeks?"
Li Qingzhao shook his head in disbelief and was convinced. No matter how good Su Dongpo was in cooking, he had never thought of using leeks to raise sheep.
Master Li also sighed: "It seems that cooking is not as simple as we imagined. A small chive can remove the smell of the whole sheep. This is really incredible. I don't know how Master Li thought of this."
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Li Qi smiled and said: "It's very simple. Make bold assumptions and verify carefully."
"Okay, well said. What a bold hypothesis. Be careful to verify it."
Li Qingzhao sighed: "Master Li, these eight words of yours are worth decades of other people's knowledge. Qingzhao admires you."
Sweating. I usually say so many good things, but your reaction is so bland. Today I just said it casually and admired me. It seems that the thinking of these artists is indeed different from ordinary people. I will have to change my strategy in the future.
Li Qile said cheerfully: "Sister Qingzhao, thank you very much. I'm just a rough guy and I can't be learned."
Li Qingzhao smiled and said: "What you said reminds me of a poem."
"What poem?"
"Others laugh at me for being too crazy, but others can't see through my laughter; there are no tombs of the heroes of the Five Tombs. No flowers, no wine, and hoeing in the fields." Li Qingzhao said with a slight smile. When she read this poem in her mouth, she felt a little less arrogant, but
It has a bit more flavor.
Li Qi scratched his head and said, "Uh... you still remember."
Li Qingzhao smiled and said: "How could I forget such a good poem?"
"What? Could it be that this poem was written by Master Li?" Master Li asked in surprise.
"Sister, I don't know. Master Li just opened his mouth to write a poem like this. It's no big deal. If you don't believe it, you can just ask him to write one now." Feng Yinu said with a half-smile.
Do all women like to hold grudges so much?
Li Qi was speechless by Feng Yinu's words. He was indeed a little arrogant at the time, so much so that Feng Yinu caught him. It was obvious that Feng Yinu wanted to see him make a fool of himself.
After hearing this, Master Li became even more curious and hurriedly said: "I wonder if Master Li can let me see Master Li's talents?"
Li Qingzhao also looked at Li Qi expectantly.
Brother Bohu, it’s really hard for you. Apart from Li Bai’s poems, I like your poems. Everyone has chewed up Li Bai’s poems. Now I just need to borrow yours. At worst, I will set up a Bohu Foundation in the future.
Compensation, I hope you don't blame me.
Li Qiwei pondered for a moment and said: "Then I'll be showing my shame." After a pause, he said loudly: "The rain beats the pear blossoms behind closed doors, and you live up to your youth and live in vain. Who cares about pleasure and pleasure? Under the flowers, under the moon.
**. The eyebrows are full of sorrow, and the sun is frowning. Thousands of crying marks, ten thousand crying marks. Looking at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk, I miss you when I walk, and I miss you when I sit."
Because Li Qi didn't remember many poems, and the poems by Li Bai, Du Fu and others couldn't be used. So he had to break up a poem to use it, which was really shabby.
This poem about boudoir's resentment quickly aroused the resonance of the three of them. They were startled for a moment, then became gloomy and silent.
Needless to say, Li Qingzhao was separated from Zhao Mingcheng, and the feeling of being separated was naturally unforgettable. And the person Li Shishi loved was the emperor. Although they were only a hundred steps away, they were not allowed to see each other. Feng Yinu was compared to them.
That's even more pitiful. Although she is used to the warmth and coldness of the world, she doesn't know what it feels like to miss lovesickness.
Li Qingzhao was slightly startled, and couldn't help but whispered: "** under the flowers,** under the moon. I miss you when I walk, and I miss you when I sit."
Li Qi, the plagiarist, saw the expressions of the three beauties and secretly sighed in his heart, Tang Bohu was indeed a romantic talent, and I don’t know how many simple little sisters he deceived with this poem. If I were really 10% as good as him
With his talent, he could probably make a name for himself in the literary world of the Northern Song Dynasty.
After a while, Master Li suddenly stood up and saluted and said: "Master Li is a great talent, I admire him endlessly."
Li Qi hurriedly replied: "How dare you, how dare you, in fact, my poem is nothing. Sister Qingzhao's sentence, there is no way to eliminate the love, just lowering the brow, but taking it to the heart, is a shocking work."
Li Shishi and Feng Yinu were shocked again. They chewed this sentence repeatedly and looked at Li Qingzhao in shock. Their attainments in poetry were definitely among the best among women, and their ability to appreciate poetry was naturally not bad.
Feng Yinu raised the corner of his mouth and said dissatisfiedly to Li Qingzhao: "Sister, you are too unkind. Why don't you share such good words with us so that this bad guy knows about it before me?"
Li Qingzhao didn't seem to listen to Feng Yinu's words at all. He looked at Li Qi in shock and said, "Where did you hear this sentence?"
This poem was written after she and her husband Zhao Mingcheng separated in Qingzhou, during which she traveled to various places. Almost no one knew about this poem. How did Li Qi learn about it? She was really confused.
Sweating! I made the same mistake twice.
Li Qiden was sweating profusely and said vaguely: "Uh... I also heard what others said."
Li Qingzhao frowned. She suddenly felt that she was naked in front of Li Qi, with no sex at all. She couldn't help but feel a little depressed. However, Li Qi's excuse made her unable to refute it. Zhao Mingcheng had also seen this word.
, so you say no one knows about it, that’s impossible, but the problem is that Li Qi seems to know the words she wrote very well, and he just opens his mouth and writes it as if he wrote it himself. This is really strange.
Master Li didn't notice the depressed expression on Li Qingzhao's face, and said with a smile: "Master Li, don't belittle yourself. My sister is the first talented woman in Tokyo. It goes without saying that her lyrics are great, but Master Li is so young, he can actually turn a woman into a woman."
The feelings of lovesickness are described so vividly that I’m afraid it’s no less generous.”
Li Qingzhao was slightly startled, then humbly said: "My sister is right, Master Li's poems are indeed in the style of everyone, Qingzhao is not as good as him."
"Oh, sister Qingzhao, please don't offend me. How can I compare with you? I only know a little bit about poetry recitation. Forget it, forget it. It's better not to talk about it. Hurry up and eat.
Come on, the soup is already cold." Li Qi was about to cry but had no tears.
Master Li saw that Li Qi was not being modest on purpose, and his admiration for him increased by three points. Little did he know that Li Qi was really out of money and felt very guilty. Just as he lowered his head to drink the soup, he suddenly saw Li Qi from the corner of his eye.
Qi was still holding a small wooden box in his right hand. He pointed with his hand and asked curiously: "Master Li, what is in your box?"
Li Qi subconsciously replied: "Mahjong."
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