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

Yang Yi sighed and said: "Not necessarily, the person I want to marry is far more talented than me, and she is still a lady of the official family, I am just a poor scholar."

Li Qingzhao could even hear her heart pounding, and she didn't know why she was nervous.

"Where is that woman from?" Li Qingzhao whispered.

Yang Yi's eyes were so bright that she dared not look directly.

He said lightly: "That person is also from Bianjing."

"Does she know what you mean?"

Li Qingzhao returned to calm.

"I don't know." Yang Yi sighed.

Li Qingzhao said with a smile: "Then you should show your intentions. I believe that sincerity is the most important thing."

Yang Yi said leisurely: "The difference in identities is more than a thousand miles."

Li Qingzhao regarded Yang Yi as a good friend. Seeing that he was really troubled by love, Li Qingzhao couldn't help comforting him: "Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun were not like this in the past, but they are still married after all."

The corner of Yang Yi's mouth twitched, and he said with a half-smile, "Actually, the person I like is also named Li."

Li Qingzhao's heart skipped a beat, and she smiled unnaturally: "Well, that's a coincidence."

"Yang Yi."

A clear voice came from a distance.

The two looked up, and a man and a woman walked in.

The two looked quite similar.

The woman walked in dressed in a bright yellow palace dress, with a graceful and dignified figure, a beautiful and elegant face, and a soft, slightly charming smile.

On the head is a provocative fallen horse bun, and a trembling gold inlaid jade and silver phoenix step is inserted into the bun slantingly, which makes the lips red and the teeth white.

The man wears a white robe, holding a broken jade fan in his hand, a jade belt around his waist, and a jasper head on his head.

The face is square and majestic, the complexion is fair, the eyes are clear, and Gu Pan is so coquettish.

Yang Yi touched his nose, not at all annoyed by the interruption, and smiled at the person who came.

Zhao Qianwei saw Li Qingzhao and Yang Yi standing together, like a golden boy and a girl, and the words were quite close, so she couldn't help but scream.

Next to her is Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji saw the elegant young man with red lips and white teeth in the distance, combined with his sister's abnormal performance, his heart suddenly became clear.

Let him run the country, he is a layman, but he is an expert in trying to figure out the thoughts of his daughter's family.

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Chapter [-] It feels so good that no one recognizes it

If Zhao Qianwei didn't have any interest in Yang Yi, he would screw his head off and kick it as a ball.

Yang Yi was shocked when he saw someone next to Zhao Qianwei. This person looked a bit similar to Zhao Qianwei.

He knew Zhao Qianwei's identity, and this man was naturally a member of the royal family.

Yang Yi keenly noticed that Zhao Qianwei was half a position behind him.

He raised his eyebrows, how many people in the world can make Zhao Qianwei a green leaf.

When Li Qingzhao's face changed, he was about to salute, Zhao Ji waved his hand, and said softly, "I'm making a private visit this time, so don't make any noise."

Although Zhao Ji is the founder of Haitang Poetry Society, very few people who have actually seen his appearance are still present.

He also came last year, but at that time, he was dressed up to attend, and with the majesty of the king of God, who would dare to look directly at him?

Now that he entered quietly, no one recognized him.

Zhao Ji was very satisfied, and Li Qingzhao responded in time without revealing his identity.

Although Yang Yi clearly knew his identity, his reaction was slow and he didn't move. He clearly understood his intentions.

Zhao Ji sighed, and he could finally come out to play quietly for a while. Those old sour scholars were chattering all day long and their heads were getting bigger.

It feels so good that no one recognizes it!

"Zhao Mingcheng, the grass-roots man, will join His Majesty."

Zhao Ji: "..."

The people around suddenly reacted and sang Long live.

He glanced at Zhao Mingcheng, who couldn't bear it for a long time, and sighed: "Everyone get up."

Everyone thanked and got up.

One by one looked excited and rosy, this was the official family, and most people would never see it in their entire life.

Zhao Ji's face was indifferent, and he had ten thousand words of MMP in his heart. He was thinking of making a private visit in a private manner. Even if those ministers knew about it later, they would not say anything.

It's alright now, people have discovered it, and when I go back, I have to let those officials spit it out.