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

Yang Yi took root on the soles of his feet like an old monk, and remained motionless, looking at his nose and his heart, Li Qingzhao whispered, "Young Master Yang, can you have a new word?"

At this time, several people on the field had already made a speech, and although the level was average, it also left the others behind.

Zhao Qianwei looked at Yang Yi anxiously, a burst of anger for no reason in her heart, she did everything she could to drag Zhao Ji over to let Yang Yi fall into the emperor's eyes.

This bad guy must not follow her ideas. If he is favored by the official family, the imperial examination will be much easier. Not to mention the fairness of the imperial examination, the chances of winning the imperial examination are much easier than ordinary people.

She was kind, but this bad guy just didn't appreciate it. Thinking of her indifferent attitude towards her before, Zhao Qianwei felt bitter in her heart. She has a noble status, and she has done so much for him, yet she still ignores it. She really thought she couldn't get married. ah.

When she thought of Yang Yi's unrestrained manner on the boat, her unique demeanor, her unique temperament, and the gentle smile that made fun of herself, her resentful heart could not help softening.

ps: ask for flowers, ask for collection, ask for flowers, ask for collection, ask for flowers, ask for collection.

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Chapter [-] Is this writing about me?

Hearing Li Qingzhao's oriole-like voice, Yang Yi came back to his senses and said with a smile, "I already have a plan in my heart."

After thinking about it for a long time, he still decided to make a splash. Although Zhao Ji was a faint-hearted emperor, he still treated Ma Zai well. At this time, it's no harm to have a good eye, but in the future, he will have to be stabbed in the spine by that group of clear streamers.

Yang Yi took a step forward and cupped his hands: "Your Majesty, there is also a word for Caomin."

At this time, he was still very fortunate that he was traveling through the Song Dynasty, not the Qing Dynasty.

He didn't know that Zhao Ji had been waiting for him for a long time. At this time, seeing that Yang Yi had finally made up his words, Zhao Ji said with anticipation, "Oh, tell me and see."

He wanted to see how talented the young man was who could make the princess fall in love with him.

Yang Yi looked around and saw that everyone's eyes were on him, especially the eyes of the little ladies in the distance, eager to eat him.

He pondered: "It's the golden well of the reel wheel, full of red flowers and cold. When we meet each other suddenly, the mind is uncertain. Who saves? Who saves?

The whole place was silent, and the needles could be heard falling.

The artistic conception of this poem is even better than that of Song Xiuwen. The poem is short and the plot is complete, very much like a one-act play.

It was in the early morning that the red flowers all over the ground were red but cold.All of a sudden, I met you next to Jinjing, it could be a first meeting or a long absence. Your eyes made people unable to see your thoughts.Does anyone know?Does anyone know?From now on, I will have sleepless nights, toss and turn, and sleepless nights.

Li Qingzhao and Zhao Qianwei chewed carefully, their faces flushed red, two different little ladies suddenly had the same thought in their hearts.

"Is this bad guy talking about himself?"

Yang Yi's expression was indifferent, and he did not pay attention to the look of the beauties around him.

This is Nalan Ci, which later generations called the pinnacle of "Like a Dream" after the Song Dynasty.

Nalan Xingde's words are the most beautiful and graceful, with stubborn sadness, high rhyme, and unique characteristics, especially for women.

The Song Dynasty had Liu Yong, and the Qing Dynasty had Nalan Xingde.

The words of these two people are the most loved by people who are obsessed with the world, that is, Yang Yi traveled to this era, if it had been decades earlier, it would have been nothing to Liu Yong.

Liu Caizi is a goddess who can visit the brothels all over the world without giving money, and a role model for my generation.

Zhao Ji's expression changed, and he said with a smile, "Fantastic, wonderful, where are you from?"

Yang Yi said: "Caomin Yang Yi, from Bianjing."

"Oh, where is the parent in the family?" Zhao Ji asked.

Although Yang Yi wondered why the emperor asked these strange questions, his expression remained unchanged, and he cupped his hands: "There are only me and my sister-in-law left in the family."

"Have you ever been married?"

"never"

Zhao Qianwei's face was flushed, and she pulled on the corner of Zhao Ji's clothes. Zhao Ji reacted and seemed to be asking too many questions.

The talented people around are dumbfounded, what are you doing?Blind date?Due to their official status, they lowered their brows as if they didn't see them.

Zhao Ji ignored the strange atmosphere and smiled: "Qingzhao, what do you think of this word?"

Li Qingzhao glanced at Yang Yi, pursed his lips and said, "Be the leader."

Zhao Mingcheng saw his favorite goddess full of praise in the crowd, and his heart was broken into pieces.

Zhao Ji smiled and said, "Okay, since that's the case, then the leader of this poetry meeting is Yang Yi."

discussing around.

"Who is this man? Whose genius is he?"

"Yang Yi? Never heard of it."

"This person is going to be lucky, he is favored by the officials"

Similar remarks buzzed in Song Xiuwen's ears. The hand he held the jade fan turned white. Since he was thirteen years old, he has never lost to his peers.

What's more important is that this Yang Yi is from Bianjing. He has lost face here. When he returns to Jiangnan in the future, he must be ridiculed and ridiculed. The southern scholars are not the opponents of these vulgar people in the north. He can even think of those Man's sneering face.

Song Xiuwen's head was hot, he stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the grass people are not satisfied!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly fell silent, different from just now, this time, they were shocked by Song Xiuwen's boldness.

Although the Song Dynasty was friendly to literati, it did not mean that you were free to question the emperor's decision.

This time, they looked at Song Xiuwen with regretful eyes, and the few bastards just now were a few steps behind without a trace.