Physician of the Song Dynasty: Zhang Kai and Li Qingzhao have a private life-long contract

This song "Wulingchun" blew through the entire city of Kaifeng like a hurricane, and everyone who heard it clapped and applauded.

Since ancient times, it has been a rare story that a harmonious poem can be compared with a famous poem through the ages. Li Qingzhao and Fan Zheng's harmonious poems, one happy and one sad, are enough to be recorded in the annals of literary history.

However, they all underestimated Li Qingzhao, the most talented woman of the Song Dynasty. Just overnight, Li Qingzhao actually composed another poem, which is also an eternal masterpiece.

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This poem was written at night. Doesn’t this mean that Li Qingzhao had already written it yesterday? Three eternal masterpieces were handed down in one day. What a prosperous literary world this will be. The Kaifeng literary world is almost boiling!

Countless literati formed teams and went outside the Li Mansion, vying to witness this grand event in the literary world.

"The wind abides in the dust and the fragrant flowers have all gone... This sentence alone is enough to show that Li Qingzhao's skill in arranging words and making sentences has reached a certain level." Zhang Yong, a doctor of Taixue, was so excited that he pulled out a piece of his own beard without realizing it.

Compared to such a talented Li Qingzhao, the students he taught were simply a bunch of idiots, and there were even scum like Zhao Mingcheng among them.

"Things are different and people are different. If it just echoes Fan Zheng's life as we first saw it, it would be a stroke of genius." The tall and thin Taipei student exclaimed.

"Shuangxi must be the intersection of the streams in the upper reaches of the Bianhe River."

Ever since Li Qingzhao wrote his second song "Like a Dream", yesterday countless people flocked to the pavilion of Bianhe River in the west of the city, vying to visit the place where Fan and Li had their first boating tryst.

A group of young men and women rowed boats to enjoy the autumn scenery in the upper reaches of the Bianhe River. They recited two famous poems, "The Dream Ling" and "The Mulan Flower Ling". They regretted the love between Fan and Li, which directly created another tourist destination in Kaifeng and became famous. Close to Bianqiao Bianyuan Royal Street.

Now with the addition of "Wulingchun", I am afraid that the reputation of the upper reaches of the Bianhe River will be even higher.

"In my opinion, the last sentence is the finishing touch." The tall and thin Taipei student sighed.

Everyone nodded. Once upon a time, a small boat carried Fan and Li for a swim in the Bianhe River. It rushed into the depths of the lotus flowers and startled a group of gulls and herons. But now things have changed and people have changed. Such a small boat can carry two people, but it cannot carry them. Li Qingzhao felt infinitely sad.

"Father Li, you are blind!"

Everyone sighed again, but this time no one refuted it. Li Qingzhao wrote three eternal masterpieces in succession. Among the talented people in the world, the only one who could compare with Li Qingzhao was Fan Zheng, who wrote three and a half immortal masterpieces. And Li’s father But he beat the mandarin ducks with a stick.

"Father Li, you are ungrateful!"

Some people even said more pointedly that although Li Qingzhao's three famous poems came from Li Qingzhao's own talent, Fan Zheng's three evil prescriptions played a big role. Li Kefei not only ignored his kindness, but also accused Fan Zheng. You must know that they could not write a famous poem in their entire lives. Under Fan Zheng's three evil methods, Li Qingzhao actually wrote three famous poems in a row. How is this? Good thing.

In the Li Mansion, everyone in the Li family has long been aware of the increasingly unpalatable public opinion outside, but they are helpless.

Su Dun was extremely cunning when he chose it. Instead, he waited until after Li Kefei went to the morning court, before dawn, and took advantage of the darkness to re-write it on the white wall. The servants of the Li family went to smear it, but they were blocked by a group of imperial students.

"Madam, what should we do?"

The servants did not dare to make decisions without authorization, so they went to report to Wang.

Mrs. Wang had long been angry at Li Kefei's stubbornness, and immediately rolled up her sleeves and said: "Why should my daughter erase the eternally famous article? If the master wants to erase it, let him come back and erase it himself."

In this way, this poem has been hanging outside Li's house all day. At dusk, Li Kefei came back and saw that the door was still crowded with people. When he saw the strange eyes of everyone, he suddenly felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart. .

The crowd of onlookers automatically made way for a passage. Li Kefei stepped forward and saw the poems rewritten on the wall. However, when he saw the third poem "Wulingchun", he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad. .

I am happy that my most precious daughter has written another eternally famous poem. She has three eternally famous poems in her early years. It can be said that it is an achievement that has never been achieved before or since. She is the most talented woman in the Song Dynasty.

Sadly, his daughter is now standing on the opposite side of him. She kept the eternally famous poem she had written yesterday secretly, and let it be written directly after Fan Zheng's poem. She did not see him as a father at all.

Li Kefei couldn't help but ask himself whether he had done something wrong. However, as soon as the idea came up, he was killed by his own self-esteem. He shouted angrily: "Come on, why don't you erase these common words!"

The servants of the Li Mansion hurriedly stepped forward and smeared it away again with white ash.

"Hey!"

Zhang Yong sighed. From his standpoint, he naturally did not want such a famous book to be ruined in this way. However, as a great scholar, he understood Li Kefei's thoughts. If he were in Li Kefei's position, he would probably do the same thing. .

This time, no one stopped him because they knew that these three poems would still appear in their original positions overnight.

Sure enough, the next day, after Li Kefei went to court, these three poems magically appeared on the outer wall of Li's mansion again.

"It's really not me who did it this time!" Su Dun looked at everything in front of him with a pen and ink, and said with a strange look on his face.

Yang Jie frowned and said, "It seems that someone is deliberately waiting for Brother Fan to show up!"

Back then, Li Qingzhao wrote "Like a Dream Ling. Often Remembering Sunset at the Creek Pavilion" and Fan Zhenghe wrote a poem. Now Li Qingzhao has written another poem "Wulingchun". I'm afraid many people are waiting for Fan Zheng to write a poem again.

"How can a famous poem come just from the mouth?" Yang Jie not only shook his head and sighed, it is extremely rare to be able to write a poem with him, but it is unprecedented to have two poems consecutively and both are famous poems.

Su Dun looked strange and said: "It may be impossible for others, but for Brother Fan, it may not be possible."

Yang Jie was stunned, and immediately thought of Fan Zheng's unruly and unruly appearance in the Su Mansion. It was not because he was unable to study literature that he gave up writing to become a doctor, but he would rather give up the full talent in his heart.

"Fan Zheng is here!"

Suddenly, an exclamation came from the end of the street. Everyone looked around and saw Fan Zheng's figure appearing on the road in front of Li Mansion.

Everyone stared at the hero of this turmoil, the evil doctor Fan Zheng, with complex expressions, a doctor who was so overwhelmed by the men in Kaifeng's literary circles that they couldn't hold their heads up.

"Brother Fan!"

Su Dun and Yang Jie rushed forward to greet him.

Fan Zheng nodded to the two of them, reached out to take the pen and ink from their hands, and went straight to the wall of Li Mansion.

""Wulingchun"" Fan Zheng looked at Li Qingzhao's poems and couldn't help but feel a flash of heartache. He and Li Qingzhao fell in love, and they should have allowed her to enjoy the beauty of love carefree, but she had to endure so much that she shouldn't have at this age. of sorrow.

This time, he wanted Li Qingzhao to know that she was not the only one to bear this endless sorrow. There was another person like her who was also bearing the endless sorrow.

At the moment, Fan Zheng wrote on the wall:

"Young people don't know the feeling of sorrow, so they fall in love with upstairs. Falling in love with upstairs, they forcefully express their sorrow in order to compose new lyrics."