Doctor of the Great Song Dynasty: In the beginning, Li Qingzhao and Li Qingzhao made a private decis

Chapter 254 Evil Recipe: Taking a Concubine and Writing Ci

"Master, madam! Feng Le Building has brought food, and please invite the young master and madam to eat first!" Suddenly, Lian Er's announcement came from outside the room, breaking the deadlock in the study.

Fan Zheng immediately took advantage of the situation and said: "Today, for my husband, I asked Fengle Lou to deliver your favorite meal, and I also bought your favorite pastry. Let's eat first, and then I will give you a recipe to break the game for my husband." ?”

"Your husband's words are serious?" Li Qingzhao asked in surprise.

Fan Zheng patted his chest and assured him, "Don't you know that my husband's nickname is Fan Zheng, the evil doctor, and that my husband's evil prescriptions have never failed."

Li Qingzhao couldn't help bursting into tears, thinking back then, she had become the number one talented woman in the Song Dynasty under her husband's evil prescription, so naturally she was looking forward to Fan Zheng's fourth evil prescription.

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"Come, try Fenglelou's Dongpo pork, it is the most authentic and famous dish in Kaifeng! It can be said that you will never tire of eating it."

"And beggar chicken!"

“The lamb with cumin is also good.”

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In Fan's mansion, the young couple regained their affection and enjoyed delicious food. Except for Dongpo pork, the famous dishes of many restaurants in Kaifeng City are not inferior in terms of workmanship and taste. Can't help but praise again and again.

Li Qingzhao has been complaining about himself recently and getting thinner and thinner. Seeing such delicious food, he couldn't help but twitch his index finger and whet his appetite.

After tasting the delicacies of Fenglelou, Li Qingzhao rubbed his swollen belly and glanced at Fan Zheng resentfully.

"By the way! Husband, please tell me what evil prescription it is?" Li Qingzhao asked hastily, remembering the business.

She is extremely dissatisfied with the current situation where she is exhausted, and she is eager to change the status quo.

Fan Zheng got up and thought for a while, and said solemnly: "The ancients once said that Cao Zhi was extremely talented, but the world's evaluation of Cao Zhi is so high, and there are only a few poems handed down by Cao Zhi. The Tang Dynasty has the most preserved poems. There are more than 3000 extant poems by Bai Juyi, but there are only a dozen of them that can be called famous poems through the ages. Even the most famous poems written by Su Shi, a scholar of Su University, are about the same. Today, Mrs. The number of famous works through the ages is almost the same as that of famous masters of all dynasties."

Li Qingzhao's first ever-famous poem "Like a Dream", and then there are fourteen poems on the middle wall of Li's house, two of them are half of each other, Li Qingzhao has seven poems, and there are eight ancient poems in total. , is almost the same as the famous masters of the past dynasties, no, the famous masters of the past dynasties are far inferior to her at Li Qingzhao's age.

Li Qingzhao nodded proudly. This was where she was most proud, but also most distressed.

She is proud that she became famous at a young age and has achieved so many achievements. What is distressing is that her poetic talent has almost been exhausted. I am afraid that it will be difficult to write eternal masterpieces in the future.

"I also understand this truth, but my husband's poetic talent does not mean to be exhausted. I am afraid that I will never be able to keep up with my husband's footsteps." Li Qingzhao said openly.

Fan Zheng took Li Qingzhao into his arms pitifully, and said with a wry smile: "Do you think that being a husband is not as talented as a gentleman, otherwise in Luoyang City, why would a husband give up the chance of becoming famous to his father-in-law and only write a poem. "

In order to reconcile Li Qingzhao's poems, Fan Zheng almost balds all the later generations of famous writers, so he barely made a tie with Li Qingzhao. Now it is extremely difficult for him to write an eternal masterpiece suitable for the occasion.

Li Qingzhao couldn't help but opened his eyes wide, frowned and said, "Then what should I do?"

Fan Zheng smiled wryly and said: "My husband is currently participating in the border war, and I may write some frontier poems when I have the opportunity in the future."

"Frontier poetry?"

Li Qingzhao's heart moved, frontier poems are indeed a major branch of Song poetry, and many famous poems have been published. In addition, Fan Zheng is in charge of the military department, and he will participate in many military affairs in the future. It is indeed feasible to take frontier poems the road.

"As for the lady, I'm afraid I won't be able to follow the path of frontier poetry." Fan Zheng shook his head.

Li Qingzhao's expression turned dark immediately. Being able to write "Summer Quatrains" was already her limit, and writing frontier poems might be hard for a clever woman to cook without rice.

"However, there is an evil formula for my husband, which will definitely make my wife think well." Fan Zheng suddenly smiled evilly.

"Husband, please tell me?" Li Qingzhao said stupidly when he went to the doctor in a hurry.

Fan Zheng chuckled and said, "Actually, Madam is good at the Wanyue School! The most important branch of the Wanyue School is Boudoir Complaint Poetry! If the lady takes the initiative to give Wei Fu a few beautiful concubines, let Wei Fu be left out in the cold." You, madam, will definitely have grievances in the boudoir! Wouldn't the famous stories through the ages be at your fingertips by then?"

Li Qingzhao was startled, gritted his teeth and said in hatred: "What is a concubine? I heard that Princess Yelu of the Liao Kingdom has regained her peerless beauty, and she is in love with your evil doctor, Fan Zheng. Why don't you go and be the son-in-law of the Liao Kingdom? And your doctor It’s not like there’s a saying that doctors are paired with nurses, and in the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, Li Shishi, a female nurse who is all over the country and has a bodhisattva heart, should be married to you.”

At the moment, Li Qingzhao, like thousands of women, found the soft flesh of Fan Zheng's belly without a teacher, and immediately laid down a cruel hand.

"Hiss! Ma'am, please spare me!"

Fan Zheng hurriedly begged for mercy, stroking the bruise on his abdomen with lingering fear, is it true that women in the world are born with this twisting skill.

"Hmph! You don't even have to think about it, even if I, Li Qingzhao, never write poems, don't even think about such a bad idea." Li Qingzhao snorted coldly.

"It's you who said you wanted an evil prescription?" Fan Zheng said aggrievedly.

However, after Fan Zheng's gags, Li Qingzhao's obsession with writing poetry has already dissipated a lot.

"Are you a crooked recipe? You are a crooked recipe! If you dare to take a concubine, I will make peace with you!" Li Qingzhao said proudly.

Fan Zheng said helplessly: "Since the road of boudoir grievance poetry is not feasible, and my wife has a happy love and a happy family, it is easy to write another masterpiece, but it may be very difficult to write an eternal masterpiece."

"I don't care, you have to give me a way to break the situation. My husband, don't want to smash the name of the evil doctor." Li Qingzhao said arrogantly.

"Break down the signboard of the evil doctor!" Fan Zheng sneered suddenly when he heard the words: "Of course, Husband Fang will break the situation, but I don't know if Madam can do it."

"Let's say it first, can't it be a concubine or something crooked this time?" Li Qingzhao said vigilantly.

"Of course not!" Fan Zheng secretly touched Li Qingzhao's twisted bruise and said with lingering fear.

Only then did Li Qingzhao feel relieved, ready to listen attentively.

I saw Fan Zhengdao: "Since the lady is already the most talented woman in the world, and she has achieved something unprecedented, why not bring forth the new, create another line on the basis of Song Ci, and establish a school."

"Me! Founding a sect!" Li Qingzhao couldn't help being shocked. Fan Zheng's method this time was indeed upright, but it was three points more difficult than getting her to agree to take a concubine.

(End of this chapter)