[Quick Transmigration] Twelve Beauties

"they are?"

Li Qingzhao looked puzzled.

And I, with a look of embarrassment: "Uh, it's like this..."

I tugged at her sleeve, pulled it aside, and whispered, "I'm now... living in the Qinchu Pavilion. It's just... well, it's the kind of place where fireworks girls stay. I don't know why I'm there. Before I don't even remember anything."

So, I saw Li Qingzhao's complexion was brilliant.

In the end, it was fixed as a sigh of pity: "Master, I am the one who is sorry for you. In this way, you go back first, and later I will tell my father to give me the money, and I will definitely redeem you."

"Ah."

I nodded.

She held my hand again, very serious: "Master, you must trust me, and I will definitely redeem you."

"Ok!"

I shook her hand back enthusiastically.

This is a talented woman thousands of years ago, the number one poetess in Chinese textbooks.This person, I grew up with her poems on my back...

For some reason, there was a feeling of tears welling up in my eyes.

This strange sense of familiarity was never given to me by any other woman.

Li Qingzhao... I can immediately recite several poems of hers in my mind.

Li Qingzhao obviously misunderstood my expression, and patted the back of my hand again, with a more determined expression: "Master, don't worry, I will redeem you soon. Wait for me."

"Ok!"

I sniff.

Compared with the intrigues in the imperial power, it is really rare for such a young poet to be willing to fight for a friend so far.

Then Li Qingzhao did what he said, did not stop for a moment, and immediately went back in a sedan chair, saying that he was going to raise money for me.

When I saw her leave, I lost interest in playing, so I returned with my maid.

After that, it was a long wait.

It is said to be long, but in fact it is not very long, but because of the waiting heart, it seems extraordinarily long.

This time is one month.

A month later, a young man named Li Hui visited the Qin Chu Pavilion and asked to redeem me by name.

Ms. Li was very embarrassed, because she obviously also saw my future value. Now my value in all aspects has not yet developed to the best, and it will be a disadvantage to sell it now.But if you don't sell it, the other party is an official. The so-called merchants don't compete with the official.Secondly, Mother Li also knows that I am the daughter of a wealthy family. Although I am in trouble, there is no guarantee that my father and other relatives and friends will not come to me...

Probably, she also thought I was very troublesome.

So in the end, she looked at me with a complicated expression for a long time, gritted her teeth and agreed to Li Hui.He asked for a sum of money severely.

In fact, I know that my mother has lost money.Because Li Shishi in history is priceless, among other things, Song Huizong's love for her is not something that the Li family can give.

But fortunately, I am not fully formed at this time.

In this way, I was redeemed from the Qinchu Pavilion.

I am naturally happy to be able to get rid of that kind of fireworks, after all, I don't want to be forced to receive guests in the future, I can't pray that all the guests will be like Hancheng Emperor Liu Ao.

But, something always feels wrong.

If Li Shishi was redeemed and became a good man, where would there be stories about her and Song Huizong in the future?Also, are Li Qingzhao and Li Shishi really the same age as they have known each other since childhood?

Could it be that history has changed because of something?

With such doubts in mind, I asked Li Hui all the way, and asked clearly about my relationship with the Li family.

It turned out that this Li Nai was Li Qingzhao's younger brother, and their father was also Li Gefei, who was a close friend with my father, and the two families often visited each other.Even when Li Qingzhao and I were still in the womb of our respective mothers, the two parents made a promise that if they gave birth to a boy and a girl, they would become husband and wife.It was only later that both of them gave birth to daughters, so they gave up.

But although we can't be a husband and wife, Li Qingzhao and I have a very good relationship.When the two were young, they often played together, ate together, slept together, and even recited poems and painted paintings, it was a tacit understanding between you and me.This made the adults at that time often laugh and sigh: It's a pity that both of them are daughters!

Later, my father died in prison because of a crime, and Uncle Li's family adopted me.During that time, I lived and boarded at Li's house, and my expenses were compared with Li Qingzhao's.Even Li Hui directly called me sister.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long.Once a few of us children sneaked out to play, and there were many people in Bianliang City, so we were foolish to watch the fun, and we got separated.

After that, it must be this mother Li who took me in.

I probably suffered from some kind of disease, and Mama Li probably bought me medicine for the sake of my beauty, and took care of me for a long time.The original Li Shishi probably died of illness == So, my soul just passed through here and became the current Li Shishi.

All the causes and consequences were finally cleared up.

It's just that something still feels wrong.

But, who cares, just treat it as a tour in this life.Anyway, it's always good to be with this fragrant poetess.

Can't help but think of Li Qingzhao's warm smile, and the moment of cold arrogance after Zhou Bangyan's anger.

Just as I was thinking, I saw Li Qingzhao came out of the house and waited for me.

Seeing us, she waved happily.

I also ran up excitedly and held her hand.

This grip was like holding the most familiar person, as if they had known each other thousands of years ago, and even... fell in love with each other.

Li Qingzhao didn't seem to notice it, he took my hand like a relative, and took me to meet Uncle Li and Aunt Li.

Probably because she told me about my amnesia in advance, Uncle Li and Aunt Li didn't ask much, but Aunt Li took my hand and said I was poor, and then mentioned my mother and cried once.

Afterwards, I was arranged to stay, and the application rate was still relatively clear.

In this way, I lived in Li's house.

At first, I was very embarrassed. After all, the Li family probably spent a lot of effort to get enough money for the redemption, and now they have to live and eat for nothing.Later, I saw that the uncle and aunt of the Li family were really kind to me, so they stopped being coy.

I just think, I will naturally remember their kindness to me, and if there is a chance to repay them in the future, I will naturally repay them.

Li Qingzhao was very innocent and didn't think about those things.She only thought that I was like a sister, and taking me back was like a family reunion.Then what to do.

In fact, her life is quite the same. It is nothing more than getting up to read in the morning, practicing calligraphy at noon, taking a nap after lunch, occasionally reading in the afternoon, occasionally visiting the garden, and occasionally writing lyrics.There was no nightlife at night, and I followed my parents' arrangements early and went to bed.

This seems pretty boring to me.Almost anything but a book is a book.As for the occasional visit to the garden, hehe, Li's mansion is only so big when you come and go, there is nothing to do when you walk around, it's pitiful.

She doesn't seem to see it that way though, because she's enjoying it.

Sometimes I would go to Baba and ask, "Qingzhao, are you living happily?"

"Happy." She put down the book in her hand and looked at me with a smile.

Pure as spring water.

I laughed too, a smile from the bottom of my heart.

Her pure happiness made everyone around her feel better.

She is such a loose person.

So I finally knew how she came to "relax Luoshang lightly and go to the Lanzhou alone" later on. It was clearly the laziness after a nap.

A person like her is like a child sleeping in a book. She doesn't have much curiosity and ambition, and is easily satisfied. Give her a book, and she can enjoy it for days.Such a person, in the ancient leisurely family, is a born poet.In modern times, she might be a meek bookworm female doctor.

I really love her calmness and softness.

It’s just that sometimes when I look at her reading a book leaning against a tree, and think about her life, I can’t help but sigh: How long will such pure happiness last?

I think that Li Qingzhao has been pure all her life, so when the people in power in the country are completely shameless, she can still write "Being a hero in life, and a ghost in death. Up to now, I miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong." Sentence, really is a simple and lovely heart.

But, does she still have such happiness?

I do not know.

I can only enjoy the pure and happy time with her while waiting for the turning point of fate.

For example, I will read books and discuss with her, and review articles from previous dynasties together.I even secretly asked her about Shangguan Wan'er's poems, and after learning that she still appreciates them, I secretly felt proud.

For example, sometimes I will couple sentences with her, and you and I will say something like a homely chatter, which makes me feel like a confidant.However, in terms of the elegance and novelty of diction, I fell behind after all, so I told her: Shangguan Wan'er can't compare to her, and her future literary achievements will be far higher than Shangguan Wan'er!

For another example, we sometimes gamble when we get tired of playing.Of course, it’s not betting on other things, it’s still betting on books (she doesn’t know anything else), we have one party recite a sentence in an article or poem, and then let the other party guess which page is in which book...the loser , to pour tea and hold cups for the winning party.This game is her favorite to play, no matter win or lose, she is always very happy, sometimes laughing until the water in the teacup shakes out.

Of course, we do not play with books occasionally. For example, although I think she is not as delicate as other girls, it is not good to lack exercise for a long time, so I always invite her to play in the yard.

I even made a swing for her and let her sit on it and swing.Well, blocked a poem:

Strike off the swing, get up and trim your hands.

Lu Nonghua is thin, light sweat and light clothes.

When the guests come, the gold hairpin slips away.

Go away with shame.

Leaning on the door and looking back, I sniff the green plum.

When I wrote this poem, it was just after I finished swinging with her that the Zhao family sent someone to propose marriage.

Zhao's family, that is, Zhao Mingcheng's family.

At that time, Zhao Mingcheng's father, Zhao Tingzhi, was the prime minister of the court, and it can be said that he had power in the court.Li Fu is naturally very satisfied with such a family.

It is said that Zhao Mingcheng saw Li Qingzhao's talent and learning at a banquet, and since then he fell in love with him, so he asked his parents to send someone to propose marriage.

I asked Qingzhao if she ever remembered such a person?

She thought about it, just blushed and shook her head.He said that at that time, his mind was only on poetry and he didn't pay attention.

Well, I suddenly felt that if Li Qingzhao hadn't been born in an ancient official family, he might be a typical modern old leftover woman.Come to think of it, many so-called "leftover women" actually have nothing wrong with them. They are all in their own world and forget to "pay attention" to the men around them.

But fortunately, Zhao Mingcheng noticed Li Qingzhao, so he could directly "order from his parents, say from a matchmaker".Therefore, Qingzhao of my family does not have to be a leftover woman.

but……

And me?

Under the moon, I am a little melancholy.

If Qingzhao gets married, it means it will be difficult for me to see her.And it also means that the days of getting along day and night are over.

During these years in Li's residence, I got very close to her.But she has no other ideas at all, and only concentrates on poetry.As for me, although I am a lesbian, it does not mean that I like a woman easily.Although we have spent a lot of time getting along these years, I always feel that getting along is very comfortable, just like in a dream.And she, like a woman in a dream, will not make you feel blasphemous.

He even slept in the same bed and bathed in the water with her, but he didn't have the same feeling as seeing Hede out of the bath.If it is said that Hede's body can arouse my primitive impulse, then Qingzhao can arouse the deepest pity and care in my heart.

She, like a que word, a dream, is so pure and freehand, it always makes people worry that it won't last long.Therefore, people can't help but want to protect her, keep her safe and happy in this life.

Therefore, if she and Zhao Mingcheng are really a couple of like-minded gods and gods as said in history, I will congratulate them.Really, bless you.

I found that my feelings for her were more than love.

As the prime minister's son, Zhao Mingcheng was not that kind of dandy, so naturally he didn't have to hesitate about the marriage, and he agreed to it very quickly.

Nacai's dowry is naturally an "ordinary matter" for adults, but Qingzhao doesn't care about it, and writes poems and lyrics as usual, only occasionally her cheeks flush a little.Even, sometimes it is more fun to play.

Who would have thought that when she stayed at home, she still drank with pleasure and wrote poems that have been passed down for thousands of years:

I often remember the sunset of the brook pavilion,

Intoxicated and do not know the way back.

Back to the boat at the end of the day,

Into the depths of the lotus root by mistake.

fight over, fight over,

Startled a pool of gulls.

In short, getting married didn't seem to have any special impact on her.What should she do anyway.

So much so that when she finally got married with a huge box of books, we all thought it was a dream.

It wasn't until later that there was no such bard at home that my aunt held my hand and shed tears, saying that she wanted to clear up.

I miss her too.

But as long as she is happy, that's fine.

After all, in this world, there is only one person that everyone can choose to accompany for life. Others will always say goodbye sooner or later after walking for a while, either temporarily or forever.

And for me, as long as she is happy, even if it is a farewell, it doesn't matter.

However, things backfired.

She had only been married for a year when the Li family suffered a catastrophe.

In the first year of Song Huizong Chongning, Uncle Li Gefei was included in the list of members of the Yuanyou Party, convicted and dismissed from office.

Zhao Mingcheng's father, but he was promoted all the way, and his official career was prosperous...

I feel like it's just not good for her.Because the marriage in ancient times was honestly like that.The position of a woman in her husband's family is always awkward, mostly determined by the status of her mother's family.Even if the husband has no opinion, other people always have.

However, Qingzhao didn't think about that at all at the moment.What she considered was her father's grievances and the safety of her relatives.

Therefore, she wrote a poem about her father-in-law, Zhao Tingzhi, with earnest words and touching... However, that was the order of Song Huizong, how could the Zhao family take risks for a daughter-in-law.In the end, it didn't work.

Not only did the Zhao family not help to complain for their father, Zhao's mother asked Qingzhao to return to her natal family so as not to hurt the future of the Zhao family...

I don't know how Qingzhao felt when she heard her mother-in-law say that. I only know that her eyes were swollen after she came back.

It can be seen that I cried for a long time.

I am very sad.

Because I know that this woman living in a dream has been severely beaten by reality.The pain was so great that she could barely pull herself together.

I don't know if Zhao Mingcheng has fought for his wife from his parents, but I only saw that he personally sent her back and gently helped her off the sedan chair.

And this kind of tenderness, to me who has seen the cruelty and coldness of several lives, feels very dazzling.

Such "love", I find it ironic.

So, I walked over directly, took Qingzhao's hand, and said one word to Zhao Mingcheng: "Get lost."

Everyone was shocked when I said that word.Everyone's face changes wonderfully.I know that Uncle Li and Li Nai didn't expect me to say such things, but they didn't reprimand me after all.

At this time, Zhao Mingcheng's face became even more embarrassed.

I had no choice but to fight back to the round field by myself, laughed a few times, and said: "Sister Shishi, Mingcheng really has no other choice, from now on, I hope you will take good care of Qingzhao..."

"I will take care of her myself." I interrupted him and said coldly, "But it has nothing to do with you. Because you are not worthy to be her husband."

In my opinion, a person who can't protect Qingzhao is not qualified to spend his whole life with Qingzhao.

This man, he is not worthy.Not worthy of being the first female poet in China in 5000 years.

No matter how legends later generations whitewash her, at this moment, I am sure that he does not deserve to have her.Such a peerless dreamlike woman, if you can't protect her dream, then go away!

When Zhao Mingcheng left in dismay, Qingzhao didn't look back.

I don't know if she is heartbroken or numb.

But I know I can't let her go on like this.

So, after comforting her for a few days, I quietly left Li's residence.

Because I know that what she needs now is not comfort.But - to solve.

I don't know what kind of psychology Li's family will feel when they find that I'm not there when they return to Mingshui?Could it be that they think that I am a person who can't live and die together, and I don't want to accompany them to Mingshui's hometown?

Hope they don't.I think so.

Even if they misunderstand, I can only let them misunderstand.Because, if I told them the truth, they wouldn't let me do the next thing.

But, for Qingzhao, I have to do it.

I want our poetess to come alive.That heart of words, come alive!

When I found Li's mother in the Qinchu Pavilion again, she was very surprised: "Miss, are you... coming to see me?"

Or so, she was never visited by a sold girl.

Of course, I wouldn't think about coming back to visit her, so I didn't answer her question.

Instead, I said straight to the point what I wanted: "I want to go back to the Qinchu Pavilion, but I won't sell myself to you. I'll pick up guests here, and you'll get a [-]/[-] share of the money. You provide the venue, and I'll show off without selling myself. I can leave at any time. "

She opened her mouth wide for a long time before she realized it.

In the end, it turned into a voice of doubt: "Girl, since you have come out of this fireworks and willow alley, why bother to enter this muddy water again? No one outside will believe you if you say that you are a performer but not yourself. As long as it is from this brothel, in the eyes of others It can't be clean."

I know she means well.

It's rare that a procuress who only recognizes money but not people will kindly block business from the door.

I smiled slightly: "Thank you mom. I have made up my mind. If you don't want to accept, I will find other brothels to cooperate with."

"Accept!" Her face turned into a flower with a smile, "Of course I accept!"

In this way, I entered the Qin Chu Pavilion again.

Familiar with the road, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing lyrics, come at your fingertips.

It's just that this time, I'm free, and I'm just a cooperative relationship with this mother Li, so I have more autonomy.

For example, it is certain that performing arts is not selling one's body.No one can make an exception.

For example, my personal girl was also bought with my own money.This child only obeys me and is loyal to me.I am also lazy, too lazy to think of other names, so I also called her "Zixin", the same as the maid in Chen Ajiao's life back then.

Zixin is very clever, and soon became friends with other girls, and used the "relationship fee" I gave her to find out for me what the guests of the Qinchu Pavilion were doing.

I put it together in a book and think about where each one is available.

In the end, it was decided on two people.

Fortunately, in Bianliang at the foot of the emperor, there are already many nobles and capable people.And the Qin Chu Pavilion, under the care of Mama Li, has become one of the famous brothels in Bianliang.

And my joining is naturally the icing on the cake, making the reputation of the Qinchu Pavilion even higher.

I have followed Wu Zetian to play games in the world, so I naturally understand the principle of step by step.In particular, understand people's hearts.

The Qinchu Pavilion welcomes and sends them every day, that is, men.A man's heart is still a word, cheap.

The more you keep him from getting it, the more noble and valuable you are to him.

So, at the beginning, I only played music behind the curtain, and I didn't even show my face.However, it made people say that Li Shishi of the Qinchu Pavilion is the most beautiful woman in the capital!

Men come to the brothel to find beauty, so countless men want to be my servants with money in their pockets, but I just smile and thank you, and still don't show up.

In the end, they couldn't take it anymore, so I said: "Shi Shi only wants to serve the people he admires. Whether it's literary talent, martial arts, or other skills, there must be something that Shi Shi and I can admire."

As soon as these words were released, many men happily showed their abilities.

After all, every man feels that he is a king and has some unique abilities.Especially in front of beautiful women.

In the end, I chose a middle-aged man who can play Cuju and a young man with the highest martial arts.

Although they are performing arts and not selling themselves, they still serve them very comfortably.The method is still the same to use the mentality of a man to keep him from getting anything. At the beginning, he got nothing, and then he gave a little more, and then a little more...

Therefore, from the beginning, the two of them could only hear the voice behind the love curtain, and later they could see my vague real face and my figure through the veil, and they were already very satisfied.What's more, they got such an opportunity after defeating so many men.

Therefore, it is very simple to serve and obey them.

Of course, I am not here to serve men.

One night a month later, it rained heavily in Bianliang City, with thunder and lightning.

And a stone tablet fell down in response to this thunder and lightning.

That stone tablet is no ordinary stone tablet.It is the stone tablet on which Song Huizong engraved their names in order to humiliate the Yuanyou Party members.

That is a testimony to the shame of all Yuanyou party members.It also represented Song Huizong's determination to punish them.

But that night, a thunder from heaven broke it.

Therefore, a minister suggested to Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty: "Heaven will send thunder and lightning to break the stele, which may be a sign."

Such a sentence, uttered in the court hall, was like a gust of wind, blowing through the entire court hall in an instant.

Let me ask, who is not afraid of Tianwei?

Even the emperor who is the son of heaven is afraid that his negligence will cause divine punishment, right?

Therefore, Song Huizong pondered for a long time, and finally decided: Since heaven sent lightning to break the stele, it means that heaven does not want to drive out all members of the Yuanyou party, then... just let it go.

Since then, Uncle Li Gefei has returned to his original post!

The moment I saw the announcement, I laughed until tears flowed down my face.

Qingzhao, you finally don't have to be depressed anymore.Is your heart alive?Is your pen still there?

In fact, how could the sky happen to send such thunder and lightning?

That, I just let that young man with strong martial arts, take advantage of the thunder and lightning in the sky, break the stone tablet with a hidden weapon.So, under everyone's eyes, the thunder of heaven broke the stone tablet.

And in the court, all the people in the court would say such things, but because of the middle-aged man I received who was good at kicking, his surname was Gao, and his name was Qiu.