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

Chapter 8

When Li Qingzhao was drunk and was helped down from the carriage by Mrs. Ma, the whole Li Mansion immediately exploded.

Without him!Li Qingzhao is really too dazzling, she is the top female poet of the younger generation in the Song Dynasty, she is well-educated, well-educated, talented and beautiful, it is said in the world that a talented man deserves a beautiful woman, and Li Qingzhao's combination of a talented man and a beautiful woman is the greatest pride of the Li family.

Ever since Li Qingzhao and Jiyi came, the door-to-door proposers broke through the threshold of the Li family, and now the proud daughter of the Li family came back drunk, if it spread, wouldn't it damage the reputation of Song Dynasty's number one talented woman.

For a moment, the faces of the whole Li family were as gloomy as the dark sky above their heads.

"Uh! Since Miss Li has been sent back and the weather is not good, I won't be here soon!" Mrs. Ma knew she was wronged, and hurriedly said goodbye.

Li's mother, Wang's face was not hesitant, but she couldn't get angry and said: "Then the Li family will not keep Mrs. Fan!"

After Mrs. Ma left, Li's father, Li Kefei, rushed over after hearing the news, and when he saw Li Qingzhao who was drunk, he was furious.

"What's going on?" Li Kefei yelled at Li Qingzhao's subsidized maid. His daughter was his greatest pride, but this situation made it hard for him to accept.

"Master, calm down!" The maid hurriedly said truthfully.

Soon, he learned of Li Qingzhao's intention to go to Fan's mansion today. Since he was going to ask Fan Jiarenzi about the way of poetry, Fan Jiazi actually prescribes randomly, asking Li Qingzhao to imitate Li Baidou, a poet, and get inspiration for writing poems.

"Fan Zheng was stubborn since he was a child. He begged officials not to do good things, but he abandoned literature to pursue medicine. The first doctor who practiced medicine prescribed a prescription to reconcile the husband and wife, which caused an uproar in the government and the public, and an uproar among the people! Now it is good, but the second doctor is actually used in medicine. on my daughter." Li Kefei said angrily.

Li Kefei claims to be a man of poetry and books, and believes in the Confucian doctrine of the mean. Although Fan Zheng's practice of medicine was recognized by the court, it caused a huge disturbance, which was extremely unacceptable to the stubborn Li Kefei, let alone Fan Zheng. Zheng actually used his crooked method on his beloved daughter, which naturally made him furious.

"My lord, calm down!" Wang hurriedly comforted her. It is indecent for her daughter to be drunk. Wouldn't it be a joke for Li Kefei to yell so loudly and spread the word.

"Fan's family is so stubborn, I want to come to ask, what was the style of Fan Xianggong back then?" Li Kefei was furious, and wanted to come to teach Fan Zheng himself.

Li Kefei was about to step out of the door just now, when the originally gloomy weather suddenly blew up with strong winds, and bean-sized raindrops were dripping down.

"The weather is bad, master should take a rest for now, wait until Qingzhao wakes up!" Wang took the opportunity to persuade Li Kefei.

"Humph!"

Li Kefei just gave up resentfully, looking at his drunken daughter, his heart couldn't help but ache.

A night of strong winds, accompanied by bursts of rain, in Li Jiaxiang's boudoir, the youthful Li Qingzhao fell asleep drunk, everything was abrupt, yet seemed so harmonious.

With the darkness of dawn, the sky gradually brightened, and the storm that raged all night gradually subsided.

Li Qingzhao, who had been intoxicated all night, slowly opened his eyes with a groan, and was relieved when he saw that he was in his boudoir.

"Brother Fan's wine is too strong!" Li Qingzhao felt drunk and extremely weak.

"Miss, you're awake!" Li Qingzhao woke up Lian Er, the personal maid, who quickly rolled up the roller blind and served Li Qingzhao.

"No need, there was a strong wind last night, go and see what happened to my favorite crabapple outside the house!" Li Qingzhao waved his hand, worried.

That crabapple is her favorite flower. Last night, there was a strong wind. Even when she was intoxicated, she heard it vaguely and was extremely worried.

Lian'er frowned, and said casually: "Miss, Haitang should be fine, you should hurry up and drink some hangover soup! Otherwise, the master will blame him again."

"Father is reluctant to scold me?" Li Qingzhao smiled, not caring at all, only caring about his favorite Haitang.

After all, I forced myself to get up and pushed open the window, only to see that the crabapple outside the window had been ravaged by a night of violent wind and rain, and the delicate flowers had fallen to the ground. Fortunately, the rain was not heavy, and the foundation was not damaged. Begonia leaves have a new look and are emerald green.

Lian Er hurriedly persuaded: "You don't know how angry the master was yesterday, and he also said that drinking and writing poems is crooked."

"By the way, write poetry!" Li Qingzhao was startled when he heard the words, and then remembered the reason for drinking yesterday. Looking at the scene in front of him, inspiration surged in his heart, and he quickly ordered Lian'er to study ink.

If you write with spirit right now, a new poem is written in one go: "Last night, the rain was dredging and the wind was drooping, and the wine was not consumed after a deep sleep. I tried the man with the curtain, but the begonia was still the same. Do you know, do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin."

Lian'er's eyes widened at the side. She didn't believe in drinking and writing poems. However, the scene in front of her made her unbelievable. She had been with Li Qingzhao for a long time and naturally had a certain appreciation skills. This poem is comparable to the predecessors. Be proud of Song Dynasty.

All poets in the world compose poems while drinking, but it is possible that her young lady can write famous poems through the ages only after she is drunk.

"Like Meng Ling!" Li Qingzhao wrote down the name of the ci tablet solemnly, and laughed loudly: "Brother Fan, don't lie to me, this prescription really has a miraculous effect."

"Zhao'er, I can no longer associate with Fan's family in the future. That kid is extremely stubborn. He prescribes random prescriptions after studying medicine for a few days. How can he not know what drinking and reciting poems, as a father? It's just nonsense!"

Li Kefei's voice had already been heard before he arrived, and he gave Li Qingzhao earnest comfort.

"That's right! Mother knows that you love to write poems, but you can't rush into such things as the famous poems through the ages. Do you know how bad it is for a girl to get drunk at home!" Wang Shi also came in and persuaded .

"Uh!" Li Qingzhao looked at the persuasive parents, then at the new work on the table, and finally asked with a strange expression, "But the daughter has already written it?"

"How can the famous poems through the ages be written in a pinch? I have read poems and books for my father for 40 years, and I have written countless poems in my life. Up to now, there is still no famous poem..." Li Kefei taught tirelessly, and suddenly his body stopped .

"What, it's written!" Li Kefei said in disbelief.

Li Qingzhao nodded resolutely, handed over the "Like a Dream Order" in his hand and said, "I also ask my father to give me some guidance!"

"..., do you know, do you know, it should be green, fat, red and thin!"

Ru Mengling is very short, but Li Kefei has read it for a long time.

"Father, what do you think of this word?" Li Qingzhao said proudly.

"Famous story, definitely a famous story through the ages!" Li Kefei said excitedly.

His hands trembled slightly, and his heart was both happy and sad. He was happy that this poem was written by his daughter, but sad that he wrote poems all his life, but none of them were published.

Li Kefei looked back on his 40 years of long life, and then looked at his daughter of Doukou Nianhua. He only felt that his life had gone to the stomach of a dog. From then on, when the world introduced him again, he would not call him Li Kefei, but Li Qingzhao’s father .

The corners of Li Qingzhao's mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of complacency, and said: "It seems that Brother Fan's prescription really has a miraculous effect!"

Li Kefei heard the words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he quickly reprimanded: "It's just nonsense. You really think that you can write famous articles through the ages when you drink alcohol. These are the results of your usual accumulation. How can you write famous articles when you are drunk?"

"Then my father has been accumulating for 40 years, when will I get a haircut!" Li Qingzhao said quietly, like a sharp sword piercing Li Kefei's heart.

"I..." Li Kefei was speechless, unable to refute anymore.

Seeing this, Mrs. Wang hurriedly said: "Zhao'er, your father is also doing it for your own good! If it spreads about how you, a girl, got so drunk, wouldn't it damage your reputation! You can't drink anymore in the future... you're drunk !"

Originally, Wang wanted to give Li Qingzhao a strict order to drink alcohol, but after looking at the famous book in his hand, he finally changed it to not get drunk.

"Understood, mother!" Li Qingzhao said casually.

"Okay, you have a good rest!"

"From now on, you can no longer associate with that kid Fan Zheng!"

Li Kefei and Wang sang together, reminded Li Qingzhao a few words, and then happily left with the eternal masterpiece "Like a Dream".

"Quickly, give Brother Su a copy of Zhao'er's famous essay through the ages!" Li Kefei said impatiently.Although Li Kefei was one of the four post-Sumen scholars, he was not a disciple of Su Shi, but rather a peer.

"Not only the scholars of Su University, but also the famous literary figures in Bianjing City will all give a copy." Wang said proudly.It is a great event for the Li family to have such a talented daughter, and besides, his daughter has such a talented name, not to mention marrying into the family of officials, even the residence of princes and generals is worthy of it.

Hearing his parents whispering and leaving, Li Qingzhao couldn't help showing a smile.

"It feels good to write a famous story through the ages, but the taste of the essence in the wine is better." Li Qingzhao took advantage of the lingering drunkenness to reflect on the taste of yesterday's drinking, and couldn't help falling into a tinge of obsession.

(End of this chapter)