Editing history: the opening inventory of the top ten emperors

In fact, the enviable love in history.

Really a lot.

There are also many stories about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies.

Not to mention the previous Fengqiuhuang, even going a little further, there are many love stories.

But the reason why these good stories become good stories, to some extent, is because they broke through the limitations of people at that time.

Parents to enrich people.

That's what those times said.

Although sometimes it is looser and other times it is stricter.

But the words of the parents were quite authoritative at that time.

But Li Qingzhao was different from them.

Because Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng, in the real sense, from the first time they met.

It was love at first sight, and then a marriage contract was made.

Just as women in the Song Dynasty did not have the right to choose their husbands, neither did Li Qingzhao.

Since the engagement was made, Li Qingzhao could do what she could.

That is fantasy, thinking.

What kind of person will her future husband-in-law be like?

Is handsome, dashing?

Or is it the rest of the appearance?
Girls are always more thoughtful.

In this kind of thinking, Li Qingzhao did not spend too long a period of time.

Because, not long after, Zhao Mingcheng came to the door to propose marriage.

It may be a little difficult to restore the situation at that time now.

But from a poem by Li Qingzhao.

But probably also can see some clues.

It's nothing else, it's that little crimson lip.

"Let's get up on the swing, get up lazy and slender hands."

"The dew is dense, the flowers are thin, and the sweat is light and the clothes are permeable."

"When guests come in, the gold hairpin slips through the socks."

"Leave in shame, lean on the door and look back, but sniff the green plum."

Qin Ji also didn't want to judge how well this poem was written.

But from Qin Ji's point of view, this poem almost expresses the shyness of a little girl to the fullest.

Many times people always have misunderstandings.

A misunderstanding of literary talent.

Feeling that the diction is beautiful enough and the wording is remote enough, this is literary talent.

Actually not.

A real master of literature can express all meanings in simple and clear words.

Like the most accurate sharpshooter, he can easily hit everyone's bull's-eye.

Li Qingzhao is such a person.

His choice of words and sentences, at this time, can already be said to have reached a certain peak.

then.

Li Qingzhao, dressed in red, married Zhao Mingcheng.

"I am against this marriage!"

Suddenly, a barrage popped up.

"I'm against it too!"

"I declare, this is my wife!"

"What is your wife, isn't this my wife?"

It can only be said that there are monsters everywhere.

Qin Ji coughed.

"Ahem, a man and a woman are a natural match, so it's your turn to object?"

"To shut up!"

So the video just continued.

Everyone couldn't help laughing dumbfounded.

However, similar to Li Qingzhao's side, there are indeed very few women who are both talented and beautiful.

Coupled with her unique personality, it seems normal to attract others.

Talented scholars and beautiful ladies are naturally a match made in heaven.

The daily life of the two after marriage is naturally quite good.

For example, there is a poem with the word "Magnolia", which says that one morning, Li Qingzhao saw a budding flower on the street.

There are still dewdrops on it, which looks lovely.

So I couldn't help but folded the flowers, and went home and asked my husband whether I was more beautiful or the flowers were more beautiful.

"I'm sour."

"I'm already gritting my teeth."

"Am he?"

"It's not fair, guys!"

Everyone felt sad again.

It shouldn't be, such a sweet love.

And there is a year of Double Ninth Festival.

Because Zhao Mingcheng is an official himself, naturally he still has to go out a lot.

That's it for the day.

It should be a miss that I haven't seen for a long time.

So much so that Li Qingzhao wrote another poem and sent it to her husband.

Du Fu: "Writing the plot of the little daughter, I can write so many famous articles, then I am really convinced."

Li Bai: "Hahahaha, there are many ways to live in life."

Qin Guan: "It is indeed a strange woman."

Ouyang Xiu: "So, sometimes a man's open-mindedness may not be much higher than a girl's love. It's nothing more than an emotion."

Wang Anshi: "Mr. Ouyang is not wrong to say this, but the woman is also a bit unusual."

Each made their own remarks.

At this time, Li Qingzhao's poem was also slowly written down.

"Drunken flower shade."

"Boyu is full of clouds and sorrows forever. Rui brain eliminates gold beasts, and the festival is double ninth. Yuchen gauze cooks, cool in the middle of the night."

"After Dongli drinks the wine at dusk, there is a dark fragrance filling his sleeves. There is no way he can't help himself. The wind is blowing from the west, and people are thinner than yellow flowers."

After Zhao Mingcheng received the letter, he was really impressed by Li Qingzhao's talent!
But it's a man after all!

Men, the most intolerable thing is that they can't do it!

Zhao Mingcheng didn't talk about other things, he felt that he was also a Jinshi after all, so he wanted to talk about literary talent!
There must be.

So he kept looking over and over again at the song "Drunken Flower Yin" in front of him.

He felt that he had failed many times in the competition of literary talents, this time for love poems.

He must find his way back!
So he retreated directly.

Close the door at home to thank guests, and shut yourself in the room.

Crazy start writing words.

In three days, I wrote more than 50 poems explosively.

You have to say that there are quite good things in it.

That's not necessarily the case, if you want to say that you didn't get on the stage.

That's another look down on the level of Juren in the current dynasty.

After all, it is a juren. If you really want to show it, the level is really not low.

Wrote fifty words.

Zhao Mingcheng really felt that he was almost done.

So I wanted to show it to Li Qingzhao.

But on second thought, if he gave it to Li Qingzhao, then according to Li Qingzhao's temperament, he would definitely say that his own words are better.

this is not OK!

This time, it is really necessary to distinguish a high one.

So he thought of a good idea.

He directly mixed the song Drunken Flower Yin into the fifty poems, and then went directly to his good friend.

Let his good friend do the appreciation.

Under the circumstances at that time, the friends of wits were naturally wits.

If you want to say that writing words may not be very good, but the level of appreciation is definitely enough.

So his friend looked at the pile of lyrics in front of him and thought Zhao Mingcheng had gone crazy.

But after all, we are friends, so we are very serious about one song after another, constantly tasting.

The first song is average.

The second one is kind of rubbish.

The third song is out of standard.

After the fourth and fifth songs.

More than 50 poems have also been read in full.

nodded.

"Brother, it's still good. There is a sentence in it, which is especially well written!"

Zhao Mingcheng's eyes lit up.

How can I lose fifty to one?This is impossible, right?

So he asked hastily.

"Which sentence is which sentence?"

"I can't help but lose my soul, the curtain is blowing in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers!"