Chapter 3 Chapter Three Shandong Man Zhao Mingcheng

Seventeen-year-old Li Qingzhao is also weighing these two words over and over again, but her home has moved to Bianliang City thousands of miles away. Bianliang was the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, with a population of over 1.4 million.The size and prosperity of the city ranks first in the world. Li Gefei bought a house on Yujie Street near the imperial city and named it "Youzhutang". Chao Buzhi, a scholar of the Sumen, wrote poems to congratulate him.Su Dongpo once wrote a famous sentence in Jinshan Temple, "I would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo."

Li Gefei became a member of the Ministry of Rites, Wailang, and moved his wife and children from Licheng to the capital, and lived in Yujie, close to the majestic imperial palace.New houses and new gardens, secluded with carved windows.Plum, osmanthus, lotus, chrysanthemum, and orchid reveal their fragrance in sequence. Li Qingzhao is almost full!Eight years old. "My fair lady, a gentleman is so sweet." Who is her gentleman? Or, who is her man? The problem looms ever closer. Last autumn, during the few days when Li's family was busy moving to Tokyo, Li Qingzhao went out of the city gate in a towel car, adding a little more color to the memory of his hometown.

She rode back to the west in the autumn sun, but she saw Luo Xiliang standing in the long pavilion, dressed in the same clothes as in March in Yangchun, with embroidered headbands, purple brocade hugs, silk shoes and clean socks.A folding fan in his hand, and a jade unicorn hanging on his waist.This image has aroused Li Qingzhao's thoughts many times.It's hard to say goodbye today.Luo Xiliang walked out of the long pavilion and bowed to Li Qingzhao.The autumn sun is shining, and the autumn wind is blowing... Li Qingzhao answered the ceremony in full swing. Luo Xiliang didn't have much to say, just sighed.He insisted on giving the fan with Huang Tingjian's inscription on it to Li Qingzhao.Li Qingzhao didn't accept it, so he knelt down to submit.As if to make up for some wrong he couldn't say.

The seven-foot man kneeled down to her heart. After arriving in Bianjing, she was still thinking about the sudden kneeling outside the long pavilion.Luo Xiliang poured gold mountains and pushed jade pillars for her.She hung the fan on the wall. The good memories of his hometown Jinan also belong to Luo Xiliang... For an eighteen-year-old girl, marriage is on the agenda.The way the family sees her has changed significantly, and the woman who looks like a matchmaker is shuttling back and forth. The most important event of "Youzhutang" is her marriage. Who are you going to marry?There are millions of people in the capital, and there are countless qualified young masters.

She thought: the person she is going to marry in the future has to be on equal terms with that man from Jinan, Shandong.Just can't have the slightest frivolity... When the daughters in her boudoir gathered together, she also heard that there were groups of Zhiqiqiao people in Tokyo.So I was quite upset.Girls like her, marrying a Han, marrying a Han, not just to dress and eat.She has high demands on her future husband.Moreover, it is not ordinary high! Li Qingzhao is very sensitive to frivolity.She suffered once.The hand that had touched Cambodia stayed on her sensitive waist for a moment, and the same hand touched Song Qiufan... Li Qingzhao couldn't tolerate such a hand.As the saying goes, a barnyard man has a head, but a woman has a waist.Rubbing it is frivolous, let alone reaching out to touch it.

The capital is vast, and there are many prodigal sons, so she must be more vigilant. The matchmaker shuttled tightly, and Li Qingzhao's heart also felt tense. Anyway, Hanze's fate will be decided if this year is late or next year.No matter how high the xinxing is, she is a girl after all, she can't "play around for a few years before talking about it." There are many prodigal sons in the city, but I have never heard that there are many prodigal girls.Most of the prodigal girls have become fireworks girls in Zhangtai brothels. Speaking of it, it was still my daughter's life.When I was a girl, I was so innocent and self-important, and when I was about to leave the cabinet, the "traditional worries" came face to face.It is difficult for a daughter to be the master of her own destiny. Marry a chicken and follow the chicken, marry a dog and follow the dog.

However, in Li Qingzhao's girlhood, the wind of freedom has always been blowing.May I ask, who in the world can tell her to marry a chicken and follow the chicken? She "let her mother tell" that unless she likes a man, she would rather not marry! The mother "passed the word" to the father, and the father smiled and said: Our daughter must have a little ambition. With his father's words, Li Qingzhao made up his mind a bit, and his actions and demeanor became more ambitious, even the expression of speaking and the posture of walking changed a little.She used to have natural feet and couldn't walk in small steps, but now she walks more freely.Bianjing man advocates little feet, she doesn't think so.She also declared among the boudoir girls left and right: feet are for walking, not for being held by others.She hates the three-inch golden lotus the most...

She even said to the matchmaker: Anyone who likes the three-inch golden lotus, she will not consider it at all! The matchmaker made a summary for her: the man Li Qingzhao wants to marry is talented, personable, well-established, and interesting.You can't have a thin face, and you can't be overbearing. It is very difficult for a matchmaker: although the capital is big and there are many princes, it may be difficult to find them if they meet these requirements. In fact, from the day Li Qingzhao moved to Bianliang, matchmakers from all walks of life gathered around him.There is the second sister-in-law of Kong in Licheng, and there are Mrs. Guo, Mrs. Chen, Granny Wang, and Li Siniang who are quick-talking... But they are not as good as the second sister-in-law Kong in terms of eyesight and eloquence.After talking for several months, no one is reliable.

Li Qingzhao thought: Anyway, the conditions are put there, and this girl will definitely not downgrade. Her expression was high.It seems that men are particularly picky, with less blue eyes and more white eyes.When she rolled her eyes, she also felt quite funny, thinking that she was like a Ruan infantryman from the Jin Dynasty. One day at the end of summer, a third son of the Zhao family came to the house and talked with his father in the hall.Li Qingzhao listened for a while behind the screen, took a chance to glance at him, and walked away. She thought: It's the third son again!Luo San before, and now Zhao San, most of them are from the same group.

Zhao San is also fair-skinned and slender, wearing a square scarf, soap boots, and a jade pendant on his belt.Dazzling Fei looks like Luo Sanli.The speaker is Zhuchengkou, Shandong.His father, Zhao Tingzhi, was a minister of the Ministry of Rites and was above Li Gefei.This Zhao San is currently a student in the Taixue, and has a bright future in the future: the two elder brothers are both officials... In short, he has good conditions, he is a one-in-a-million character among the group of sons and brothers, and he is a rare treasure. If you want to get this There is a long queue for your son-in-law's high-class family.How many ladies are eager to hold his hand and grow old with him.And according to the matchmakers who were vying to be the big matchmaker, Mr. Zhao only fell in love with "Youzhutang", and he had a pair of blue eyes, and wanted to throw it to Li Qingzhao.

Such a marriage is difficult for the Li family to find with lanterns and torches. My mother also told Li Qingzhao that the opportunity is rare. However, her parents respected her as always, and let her see the person before discussing. My father often said: Sumen scholars should not use Neo Confucianism to oppress people.So Li Qingzhao respected his father deeply.Note that young sons often come to try to propose marriage, but the father does not show his face.This is different, it seems that his old man advocates this marriage. Li Qingzhao knew this level, she opened her eyes wide and listened behind the screen, she thought: Zhao San... Zhao Sansheng has thin skin and tender flesh, and his manners are polite.Could it be another disguise? Li Qingzhao was a little uncertain about the man.She needs to be romantic and handsome, but also honest and honest. Does the third son of the Zhao family meet these two difficult conditions? Regardless of whether he meets the requirements or not, Li Qingzhao requires him to meet... Li Qingzhao, behind the screen, set the tone for her marriage, and she tried her best to take the initiative.Who told her that she was the daughter of Li Gefei, a Sumen scholar? Ruan Bubing's eye-rolling kung fu is named Yang Weijin. Li Qingzhao learned to roll his eyes for fun since he was a child, and also learned "drawing Ruan Changxiao".The dignified and dignified lady on weekdays held her breath to imitate the roar of the Jin people, but the whistle sounded a bit clear.When the whistle was over, she smiled and spread "dangerous remarks" to the girls in the neighborhood If you are a married woman in the future, the Lion Roar of the River East is the way to do it. The husband and wife should respect each other as guests. If you are bullied, you can yell at him a few times a day, making him tremble in his dreams! A girlfriend asked: Could it be that when you get married in the future, you will be the Lion Roar of the River East? Li Qingzhao replied with a smile: This girl has no intention of imitating shrews, but she might as well practice singing. Let's talk about the third son of the Minister of Rites, a white-faced and tall student, who has come to Youzhutang once since the end of Xia, and wants to come every day.He had two clear reasons, one was to appreciate bamboo, and the other was to help Li Qingzhao's younger brother Li Yuan with his homework.In fact, his third reason is the main reason: he is close to Li Qingzhao, who has a great talent and fame. Not long after, he got his father's consent and formally hired a matchmaker. The dating between men and women in the Song Dynasty was more open than that in the Tang Dynasty.Both men and women pass each other's eyes at home or in restaurants.If you can't pass the other party's sharp eyes, then the marriage will be difficult.The marriage pattern arranged by parents is being "deconstructed". Mr. Zhao Jiagui came to Youzhutang with anxiety in his arms.Li Qingzhao's dark almond eyes flickered, and he didn't give him a single letter.Both sides are testing, passing the eye.Mr. Zhao is already in love with Fu, and he can't wait to get the dowry tomorrow.Miss Li still wants to see. Be careful with your eyes. The matchmaker said to the young master, "Miss Qingzhao wants to take a picture herself." She turned around and said to Li Qingzhao: Mr. Zhao is one of the best students in the imperial court, so he may be appointed as a prince in the future! The matchmaker is so fat that she actually lives in Li's residence.If there is no acquiescence from Mr. Li, Yuanwailang, how can this fat matchmaker stay? Everyone in the Li family had a good impression of Mr. Zhao.Especially Li Xuan, Mr. Zhao will not come for a few days, he will ask dozens of times.Li Qingzhao bothered him, so he asked the fat matchmaker... Your son is very humble in dealing with others, and he is very patient in tutoring Li Xuan.Twelve-year-old Li Yuan said to people at every turn: Mr. Zhao never tires of learning and teaching others! The girl and the servant lamented: "It's very rare that the son of a high official in the imperial court, a great student, doesn't put on airs with me and other servants!" Li Qingzhao thought: He pretended to be false.The playboy pretends to be a modest gentleman. There are many such people in the capital. One day, her mother told her that she had asked someone to find out that the third son of the Zhao family really had a good temper at home and at school. Li Qingzhao asked her mother: Is it good to be good?A man born in heaven and earth has no temper, so he is called a man in vain! Mother complained: If he has a bad temper, you have something to say again. Li Qingzhao always had something to say, if he was picky about the son who came to ask for marriage, he would either steal him away or turn him cold.The family respectfully called him Mr. Zhao, but Li Qingzhao only called him Zhao San.In Li Jin's room, Mr. Zhao's nice reading sound could be heard every few days. She frowned and asked the fat matchmaker who was sticking around her: Zhao San is here again? The Taixue where Zhao San studied is also on Yujie Street, very close to Youzhutang. He is a top student, and it is easy for the school official to "Taixuezheng" to clear his vacation. He ran to Li Qingzhao's house every three days to tutor Li Yuan for free. Extra effort.He can play tricks again, playing football between classes, and kicking a cowhide "balloon" he brought as if it was attached to his body. His legs, feet, arms, and head are moving. The movements are really beautiful, like a "ball dance". Come to Li's family to watch and applaud.But it was Li Qingzhao who closed the door and closed the window, not going to see him anyway!Playing football is nothing special, she also climbs trees to catch birds and fishes in the water, her autumn legs swing high, the lotus boats row far, and the towel carts swing to the horizon.She is known as a crazy girl, she can fight with her slender arms, she is dignified and not afraid of a slanted skirt, and there is a long line of tall and short behind her... Li Qingzhao was angry, and competed with the applause outside the window, but took a bronze mirror to grab her face.Naturally, the lips are like red teeth, and the teeth are like jade, if the face carries a romantic attitude!Licheng is already a celebrity, and Beijing is also a first-class woman! She has a patriarch whose surname is Su and whose name is Zizhan.Does Zhao San have it? Unknowingly, she and Zhao San competed.And "bi" is a desire to connect with the other party, here is still subconscious, she doesn't know it... One day in November, it snowed heavily at night, and it cleared up at dawn, and everything in the yard was white.Li Qingzhao wanted to step on the snow to find plums, but when he opened the window, he saw snow on the bamboo, like a ridiculous white hat on the bamboo cage, and the bamboo leaves were covered with icicles. Li Qingzhao said casually: The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River has moved to the north! She wore a cape with a big red thread and moccasin boots, let go of her natural feet, ran out of her small courtyard, and came to the back garden gracefully.The back garden covers an area of ​​more than five acres. Although it is not compared to those private gardens in the capital that often occupy an area of ​​one hundred acres, it is also small and exquisite. Li Gefei has a saying about building this garden: respecting his teacher Su Dongpo, he used to talk about the five-acre garden in his hometown in Meishan.The house is named Youzhutang, which not only commemorates the former teacher, but also distinguishes it from the luxurious private gardens dotted in Bianliang City. The girl walks on the snow, humming the melody, and the dancer gets up, and the red cape sets off the snow white all over the place.She is a person with a strong sense of music. She has learned palace business since she was a child, and when she grows up, she composes music and lyrics, and pays special attention to rhythm.Playing the Yaoqin, playing the pipa, and playing the flute are not under Luo Xiliang in Licheng.It's a pity that the fate of the two is shallow, and before they can play against each other, they are already on their own side, and Yin and Yang can't play together... Li Qingzhao's body moved with emotion and the melody moved, his breath sank to his dantian, and he whistled at the snow scene, shaking the snow off the bamboo and frightening the birds in the nest. But I heard someone behind me praise: what a whistle! In the Wei and Jin Dynasties, there were turbid whistles and clear whistles. Zhonghui, Shantao, and the like were polluted within the five internal organs, and their whistles were also turbid.While describing Kang and Ruan Ji, Longzhang's style is clear all his life.However, for more than 700 years in the Jin, Tang and Song Dynasties, the woman Qingxiao was unheard of. Li Qingzhao's occasional whistling, will he meet a bosom friend today? The girl in red looked back anxiously, and saw that Zhao San. What annoyed her was that Zhao San was also wearing a red dress: a knee-length purple fur robe, which was particularly eye-catching in the snow, with a face like snow and a body like a jade tree. Li Qingzhao was taken aback for a moment, and then got annoyed.What are you doing?What are you annoyed about?This is a bit strange.The subconscious mind "moves" quickly, and every thought will cover every thought. That Zhao San actually has a bit of dragon and phoenix quality! Li Qingzhao turned his head halfway back, and pressed his lips together: I'm from Qingxiao, what's your business? Mr. Zhao said calmly: "Miss Qingxiao overwhelms Ji Ruan. It takes seven hundred years to hear about it. Where is Zhao San? It's really a blessing to listen to Qingxiao today." Li Qingzhao smiled and thought: This person calls himself Zhao Sanli. She restrained her smile and said: You are a person who is good at flattering people. Zhao San said calmly: What the girl said is that I did come today to curry favor with the girl, and brought a small gift.If the girl likes it, she has the right to accept it; if she doesn't like it, she just throws it away. Li Qingzhao said coldly: Why should this girl accept your gift? Zhao San said: "It's not a rare item. When I got up in the morning, I saw the heavy snowfall after winter, so I brought it here to reflect the snow scene. It might match the wintersweet and bamboo in your yard."If you don't blink your eyes at it, and don't bother to do it yourself, just ask the maid to throw it away. Li Qingzhao still had a cold face and said: What are you running to my house all day? Zhao San bowed and gave a salute, and said: "The Taixue is on vacation. I came to your mansion just to help Brother Li Xuan study some Confucian classics."I really dare not disturb the girl. Li Qingzhao rolled his eyes: You, Zhao San, turned my house into an air court, and you said you don't bother? Zhao San smiled apologetically: It's a tricky game, but I won't dare in the future. Li Qingzhao showed his blue eyes a little, and said: You are not bad in purple hugs. Zhao San hurriedly said: If I had known that the girl was wearing a red cape, I would have changed to a green one.Zhao San is a dirty thing, how dare he compete with the girl for color? Li Qingzhao thought: This person is still listenable to what he says.Only the temper of Shandong man is missing... She went on to think: This Zhao Sanluo Sanju is white-faced, capable of poetry and piano, and can play with children.For learning, I'm afraid Zhao San is the best, the top student of Taixue. Li Qingzhao was walking in the snow, thinking of two Shandong men together.She walked past the "Holding the Moon" grass pavilion, followed by Zhao San.She got on the "butterfly" bridge, and Zhao San stopped at the head of the bridge, a few steps away from her.She was about to roll her eyes again, and scolded: You always follow me, are you sick? Zhao San seemed to be prepared, so he stood up straight and replied: I am still waiting for the girl to say a word about my little gift. Li Qingzhao said, "Okay, I'll give you a question right now, and you've answered it, I'll follow you to see what you brought."If you can't answer, go home with people and things. Zhao San became nervous and said: Miss Qing asked. Li Qingzhao pointed to the small bridge and said: You have seen this bridge and the pavilion you just passed by, the name of the pavilion and the name of the bridge.Aren't you a top student in Taixue?It must be knowledgeable and knowledgeable.Tell me, where did they come from? While the two were talking, the fat matchmaker and a girl came over, just in time to listen to Li Qingzhao's tricky question.The matchmaker groaned inwardly: How could Mr. Zhao tell the story of the name of the pavilion and the name of the bridge in Lijiayuan's house? Zhao San scratched his forehead under the bridge, thinking about it.Li Qingzhao on the bridge smiled and folded her arms. He peeked up at her, thinking: She looks so pretty when she smiles. He can still be distracted here, which shows that he already has the answer in his heart.Standing in the snow scene, he glanced at the tall beauty on the Butterfly Bridge out of the corner of his eye.The red velvet cape was like a flame in the snow.His purple fur robe is another ball of fire.How good it would be if the two fires burned together... The man's mind is distracted, the daughter's face is full of anger, the vast silver-white world, men and women are small bridges.He answered cautiously: In the five-acre garden in the ancestral hall of his hometown on the eastern slope of Meishan, there is a grass pavilion named Baoyue, which is named after the artistic conception of "traveling with flying immortals and embracing the bright moon to die" in "Red Cliff".Master Li, a member of the Ministry of Rites, is one of the four scholars behind the Su family.The name of the pavilion is Baoyue, which commemorates the ancestors.The name of this Butterfly Bridge must have come from the Su Family Ancestral Hall... Li Qingzhao interrupted him: Alright, let's go and see your stuff. Zhao San was pleasantly surprised: Did the girl pass? Rate Qingzhao rolled his blue eyes and white eyes: You are so wordy. Zhao Sanjin: It's a small matter to be wordy, but a big problem to make mistakes. Li Qingzhao was overjoyed, and smiled on his back: You, Mr. Zhao, are like this girl's subordinate! Zhao San smiled apologetically, and said repeatedly: "I can't wait, I can't wait."The girl is on top, Xiao Ke is on the bottom. The fat matchmaker over there whispered to the girl: There is a joke in a quarrel, as the saying goes, if you follow the words, you will get a dowry. The girl just stared blankly at Mr. Zhao's purple fur robe and her young lady's red cloak, and murmured: "The red dress in the snow is so beautiful." The fat matchmaker also looked at the red dress and purple robe, rolled her eyes a few times, and suddenly slapped her legs and said: There is an old saying, red and purple, love to death! The dumb girl blurted out; reply: red and purple, love to death... The men and women over the Butterfly Bridge clearly heard it.The man is secretly happy, and the daughter is ejaculating. The fat matchmaker slapped her mouth, and the big slap was raised high and lightly down.The dumb girl's lips were still moving. The gift Zhao San brought to Li Qingzhao was a Jun kiln vase, about one foot three inches high, with a big belly and a small neck.Li Qingzhao had used many vases, so he didn't think it was rare, he glanced at it and said: You have brought this object all the way from the house, it is commendable sincerity. Zhao San said: These two things are normal and common, but it is more difficult to fire them.Girl, please take a closer look, the crooked lines on this bottle are called "earthworm mud patterns". According to the kiln master of the Jun Kiln, ten thousand pieces of porcelain cannot be fired, so it is worth more in the market. silver.These plum-blossom clay-patterned vases were originally a pair, and they were originally from the palace during Jiayou's reign. I don't know if the eunuch bought one and sold it for money, so I happened to come across it.It doesn't cost much, so it's cheap. Li Qingzhao noticed that when Zhao San talked about porcelain, there was a strange luster in his eyes. Of course, her eyes were also brightened, and she carefully picked up the plum vase, and saw that there was a line of mud lines in the "earthworm mud pattern", from the bottom of the bottle to the neck of the bottle, the lines were simple and full of tension, really like the genius strokes of a great calligrapher . The matchmaker stretched her neck to see, and said, "Baby bottle, I'm afraid it's worth thirty or fifty pennies." Zhao San smiled and remained silent. Li Qingzhao said: In my opinion, it is more than ten times. Zhao San said: Money is a small matter, but girls like big things.The window of the girl's room is bright and clean, and there is a beautiful view through the window. The left side is secluded, and the right side is plum blossom. This clay-patterned porcelain vase is right to be the servant of plum and bamboo.Please accept the small gift from Qingzhao girl. Li Qingzhao said: Your gift is not small, so I will accept it. Then Zhao Sanxi bowed his hands together, and Li Qingzhao smiled. She thought: This person is cute and naive, he doesn't seem to be pretending... As he thought about it, he secretly liked it, blushed a little, turned around to talk to his brothers and sisters.The fat matchmaker is an expert at "watching the subjects" and detecting women's mood), thinking that the great work will be done, and the money for the matchmaker will come, so she can't help dancing and rushing to Mrs. Wang's residence to report the news. After a while, the matchmaker passed on Mrs. Wang's words to the old housekeeper of Li's house: hold a banquet for Mr. Zhao. There is laughter in the bamboo hall, and the guests are sitting on the drums and playing the sheng.For a large family, this "hosting a banquet" is different from having a simple meal for self-sufficiency, and it is particular about it.Li Gefei was on duty in the ministry, and Mrs. Wang came out to entertain the distinguished guests in person, frequently served wine and chopsticks, and gave the same dish to her daughter, and distributed it to Mr. Zhao.Although the daughter didn't make a clear statement, the words were seven or eight.And this time is not the last time, the third son of the Minister of Rites is not the third son of Licheng Tongju, not to mention the right family, he prefers a good match between men and women! On this day, Zhao San stayed until after dusk.What he didn't dare to do before was always worried that Li Qingzhao would kick him out... Now Li Qingzhao finally found him pleasing to the eye, and wanted to call him Mr. Zhao, but tried twice but couldn't.I buried my head in thinking, and even forgot his name, so I thought he was named Denan, but I couldn't hold it firmly.So, call him too student indiscriminately.It's also a title.There are tens of thousands of students in the country, and it is Feng Mao Linnan who can go to the Imperial Academy of the capital.What's more, Mr. Zhao is from the Taixue, please! Li Qingzhao, this girl, once she sees someone pleasing to her eyes, her blue eyes will be rolled tightly.However, with her style, it is more difficult to turn her eyes, and her blue eyes have almost reached the limit.Ran scrolls down, and if she is not paying attention, she will roll her eyes... Oh, the crazy girl who grew up in Quancheng, her fiery personality hides the body of Baimei's daughter.Who will suffer in this life?Could it be this Tai student surnamed Zhao? Girls are high-spirited and good-looking, and they are reserved to this day.Who are you messing with pomegranate skirts for?For whom is it a little bit of crispness? A very strange phenomenon is: when the two of them are together, the others walk away.The double-sized house seemed empty. Lonely men and widows walk in the back garden at the dusk of the moon, the snow is dripping, and the stone road is slippery.Li Qingzhao's buckskin boots walked steadily, and the unmelted snow creaked under her feet.She took the initiative to walk towards the back garden, and Mr. Zhao followed closely all the way, like a subordinate following his superior. Li Qingzhao walked into the moon-holding grass pavilion standing in the pool.Mr. Zhao also went in. In the nine-foot round pavilion, there was no one left or right.Only the moonlight and beauty, Li Qingzhao stood quietly beside Zhao San, trying to hold his breath.After drinking, she stared at her heart, and she tried her best to hold it back.She is no ordinary woman, she is Li Qingzhao! She gave the last test question to see if he was "Zhao Yishou". If a hard finger comes over, he will be finished, and he will leave, don't even think about entering Li's house again!Touching her slender is not enough.A little frivolity is revealed here, and the future will definitely be a mad bee.The atmosphere in the capital is very bad, and the officialdom is even more of a mess, what kind of official prostitutes camp prostitutes... Qingzhao is looking for a mate, the first thing is to have a dignified character! He, Zhao San, drank all the fine wine in the set cup at the dinner table, walked a little crookedly, and the beauty of the moonlight touched his heart... There was no movement around me.Without Zhao's hand. The 21-year-old Tai student moved back a few steps to admire the moon over the pavilion. He thought of the moon-embracing grass in the lotus pond in Dongpo's hometown, and his feelings for Xiangzhu were beyond words. A young student with excellent appearance passed the final test without any care. Li Qingzhao still didn't give up, waiting for his feet to move back.Still, nothing happened. The man in purple seems to be obsessed with Fairy Moon. She looked at his straight back, and thought to herself: He's definitely not a dandy in the capital... As a result, Fang's heart jumped wildly, and she wanted to squeeze his man's hand. He talked about the things in Taixue and his two elder brothers, but he didn't mention the hobby of antiques that the matchmaker boasted about.If he hadn't talked about the Jun kiln plum blossom clay vase earlier, Li Qingzhao had almost forgotten his hobby.She mentioned this topic and asked him why.He smiled and said: Wang Anshi does not boast of governing the country, Su Dongpo does not boast of boldness, Sima Guang does not boast of learning, Cai Jing does not boast of pen and ink skills... Li Qingzhao was overjoyed, and said: You don't mention the collection of gold and stones, and you don't mention Ouyang Xiu, who you admire and who has collected a thousand volumes! Tai students laughed. So chic. The handsome man bowed his hands and said goodbye.When boarding the car, he seemed to mention that he would leave Bianliang for a few days.Li Qingzhao was quite surprised, and it was inconvenient to ask him.Just say: It's a pleasure to get together today, thank you son for giving me the Junyao vase.I've called you Zhao San several times, so don't worry about it.I have a good memory and a great forgetfulness... dare to ask the son's name? The Tai student smiled slightly, and said humbly: Zhao Mingcheng in Shandong Zhucheng.Bright Ming, sincere sincerity.Girl, please go back, Mingcheng will go too. The carriage drove away Zhao Mingcheng.On the wide and tidy imperial street, Li Qingzhao, a tall and slender woman wrapped in a red cloak, stood happily. The imperial street next to the imperial city is about 90 meters wide, and there is a "branch" in the middle of the road, which is similar to the street trees later.Zhao Manor's carriage was tall and stylish, and the hoofs of the horses stepped on the bluestone slabs, and the sound of hooves was crisp. The lights of the people on the street, the stars and the moon in the sky...