The Great Song Dynasty: the First Talented Woman in the Beginning Flickered Through the Ages

Of course, if it weren't for the dislocation in the second half of his life, Li Qingzhao's words would not have sublimated from the love between children and children to the realm of worrying about the country and the people.

Zhao Qianwei touted herself like this, and Yang Yi blushed a little. Her family knew about her family affairs, but she was just a copywriter, and she couldn't get angry in front of Li Qingzhao.

When Li Qingzhao heard Yang Yi's words, he said in awe, "Young Master Yang is so talented, and you can still be so humble, it really makes Qingzhao ashamed."

Zhao Qianwei was surprised: "Are you Li Qingzhao? The vice president of Haitang Poetry Club?"

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Chapter [-] The heroine spares her life

Yang Yi was taken aback, Li Qingzhao was still the vice president of Haitang Poetry Club?

Zhao Qianwei said: "Do you know whether it is known or not, it should be green, fat, red and thin. Li Qingzhao's name is known throughout the capital, and no one knows it, and no one knows it."

Li Qingzhao bit his lip and said, "A little reputation is not worth mentioning. Today, I met Young Master Yang, and I learned that Qingzhao had a little reputation in the past, which is really ridiculous."

Yang Yi touched his chin, and then he remembered that Miss Li was a real talented girl, and it was no surprise that she was famous in the capital as a teenager.

Li Qingzhao looked at Yang Yi and hesitated: "Young Master Yang is a great talent, Qingzhao is happy to see Hunting Heart, if you have free time, can you discuss poetry with each other?"

Before Yang Yi could answer, Zhao Qianwei called out, "No way."

Seeing that several people were looking at her, Zhao Qianwei blushed and said, "I...there are differences between men and women, Yang Yi, don't ruin the reputation of Qingzhao sister."

Li Qingzhao was stunned, she just said that just because she admired Yang Yi's talent, but she didn't think about it so much.

This will be said by Zhao Qianwei, and I feel it is inappropriate. It is quite inappropriate for me to stay with a man in Yun Ying's unmarried body, but the words have already been said, and at this time, I am a little hesitant.

Yang Yi watched his words and expressions, knowing that Li Qingzhao also regretted what he just said at this time.

He smiled indifferently: "What Miss Zhao said is, and she has to prepare for the imperial examinations in the next few days, I'm afraid she won't have so much time to study poetry."

Li Qingzhao breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Yi was quite knowledgeable, and she was much more relaxed, suddenly her eyes lit up, she thought of a solution, and said with a smile, "Young Master Yang, if you join the Poetry Club, you can discuss poetry with us in the future. "

Yang Yi looked at the energetic girl in front of him, full of youthful breath, bright eyes full of thirst for knowledge, fair skin as lustrous as jade, delicate nose, and rosy lips. crazy.

"Young Master Yang?" Li Qingzhao said, avoiding Yang Yi's burning gaze.

Yang Yi suddenly woke up and said with a smile, "Yang is fortunate to be able to talk about poetry and ci with a talented girl like Miss Li."

Yue Nu glanced at her princess cringingly. From her experience, the princess was afraid she was going to be pissed off.

Sure enough, Zhao Qianwei had a stiff smile on her face, her face was bad, and her pink fist was creaky.

However, her sanity was still there, and she didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

She smiled and said, "I want to join the Poetry Society too."

Li Qingzhao smiled and said, "Of course, the Haitang Poetry Society especially welcomes women who are as beautiful as Sister Zhao."

She moved towards Yang Yi and hesitated: "Young Master Yang doesn't need to call me Miss Li, it's too outlandish, just call me Qingzhao."

Yang Yi is fluent in kindness: "Okay, sister Qingzhao."

Li Qingzhao: "..."

Zhao Qianwei: "..."

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It was getting dark by now.

Yang Yi took a bunch of things back with a relaxed look, and the harvest today was beyond his expectations.

Not only did he get close to Li Qingzhao, he even got to know one of the royal princesses.

Of course, it also comes with two little loli.

And the rewards of the system are quite generous.

Although the master-level piano skills have not been verified, it is based on his experience.

The master-level skills are complex and complicated. Taking his master-level painting skills as an example, it includes not only modern painting methods, but also many lost ancient techniques.

Li Qingzhao thought that his sketching was a painting skill that opened up a new era, but he did not know that even his ink painting had reached the peak, enough to be famous in history.

Yang Yi counted his skills, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he has mastered three, and they are all enough to start a sect.

For a while, he actually swelled up a bit, and he actually bought two roast chickens tonight.

Turning around the alley, there was no one in the dark alley at this time, only him.

Because he lives in a rather remote area, he has to walk through such a section every day, and he is already used to it.

As for fear?

As a modern person, what horror movie have you not seen?

And as a staunch materialist, although the crossing and the system have shattered his three views, he still does not believe in the existence of ghosts.

Since there is no supernatural existence, he is of course fearless. Is it possible that a modern man who has experienced battles will be frightened by ancient ignorance methods?

Besides, who would be so bored to scare him?

The pines are like ink, the moonlight is like water, the quaint alleys, the slightly blowing wind, and the fresh air.