The mysterious bird of destiny, the beginning of China

Chapter 260 Beginning of Fame
Li Qingzhao didn't take it seriously about the man in the bookstore just now. However, the two maids beside her were very unhappy. After all, in their opinion, the young man just now was indeed too rude.

Bai Zhi, who was standing on Li Qingzhao's shoulder, was a little surprised. He didn't expect that on the first day Li Qingzhao came to Bianjing, he would meet the historical Zhao Mingcheng.

Maybe this is the fate in the dark. In the original history, the two of them would become husband and wife, playing the piano and the harp in harmony, so they would meet when Li Qingzhao came to Bianjing on his first day.

But this time it was different. Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng were destined to miss each other.

Even though Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng lived happily in the first few years after their marriage, for the rest of their lives, Li Qingzhao was left with only pain and loneliness.

This is so unfair to Li Qingzhao, so Li Qingzhao is destined to never renew their relationship with Zhao Mingcheng.

Seeing that the two maids behind him were still aggrieved, Li Qingzhao just smiled slightly and did not stop the two maids from complaining. Passing the broken bronze cauldron in her hand to the maid's hand, she continued to play on the street.

Needless to say, the prosperity of Bianjing City goes without saying. Even Bai Zhi had to sigh when he saw the scene on the streets. The prosperity of the Song Dynasty indeed surpassed that of the Tang Dynasty to some extent.

But in Bai Zhi's view, the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty relied on very strong strength, but the prosperity of the Song Dynasty seemed so ethereal, like a rootless tree that could be completely destroyed at any time in the storm.

Li Qingzhao is just a sixteen-year-old girl. Although her mind is far ahead of her peers, she is naturally very interested in interesting things.

"So, this is why I want to study gold and stone and other objects. Classical ancient books will disappear in the long river of history, but these gold and stone and other objects will not disappear so quickly, and the things recorded on them can be recorded again. , to unearth some events in history and make them known to future generations.”

Bai Zhi was a little surprised when he heard this.

"Yes, "Qin Ji" has also been lost."

Li Qingzhao passed by a vendor selling candied haws on a stick, and immediately took out a few pennies to buy three bunches of gourds, which he distributed to his two maids respectively, and he also ate one bunch himself.

"It is rumored that the candied haws was created by a divine bird. Is it true?"

Hearing the surprise of the divine bird, Li Qingzhao said again.

Originally, the historical burning of books and the entrapment of Confucians did not occur in the Qin State, and many ancient books could be handed down. However, as time went by, the ancient books that were handed down slowly disappeared over the years.

While eating candied haws, Li Qingzhao asked Bai Zhi on his shoulder.

But the fact surprised him. Those ancient books that should have been lost were lost after all, and they would not be handed down forever because of the disappearance of some disaster events.

"Yes."

The history books of other countries are really completely lost.

The so-called "Qin Ji" is just a history book of the Qin State. Correspondingly, there are also history books of the Lu State during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. The history book of the Lu State is called "Spring and Autumn".

Bai Zhi was a little surprised when he heard Li Qingzhao's words.

Hearing Bai Zhi's confirmation, Li Qingzhao showed emotion on his face, and then said:

"Is "Qin Ji" lost?"

Bai Zhi nodded.

Therefore, it seems that among the history books of other countries during the Spring and Autumn Period, only the history book "Spring and Autumn" of Lu State can be handed down because of Confucius.

Because of his own existence, many things did not happen in the pre-Qin period. For example, the burning of books and the entrapment of Confucian scholars, which was a devastating disaster for Chinese ancient books, did not exist at all in this history.

Therefore, many estimates from the time of close contact can be passed down smoothly. Because of this, there is no deliberate protection of those ancient books. In his opinion, people who exist in history will spontaneously protect those ancient books.

"Here's some candied haws..."

"The specific period of the appearance of candied haws cannot be determined. As for what happened in the pre-Qin period, the "Qin Ji" with the most detailed records has been lost, so future generations can only get information about the pre-Qin events from legends. That’s all.”

"You are right, China's ancient civilization does need to be passed on..."

Bai Zhi sighed softly and then said.

Hearing the divine bird's approval, Li Qingzhao also had a smile on his face.

She spit out a hawthorn seed from her moist red lips, a happy smile appeared on her delicate face, and then asked: "In that case, why did the divine bird invent this candied haws?"

"that is because……"

Because that woman in the pre-Qin Dynasty missed her mother when she was a child, so she created this candied haws, hoping to give that girl a shock on the tip of her tongue and forget about missing her mother...

After a while, after listening to Bai Zhi's story, Li Qingzhao also showed a distressed look on her face, but she didn't say anything after all. She looked at the sideshow on the street again.

On the acrobatic beach, some performers smashed rocks on their chests, breathed flames from their mouths, and then walked on stilts... which won repeated applause from the onlookers.

……

With the prosperity of Bianjing, the people are rich and can eat all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas. The lights are bright, the birds are singing and the birds are dancing, and businessmen from all over the world gather here. The world was prosperous, and massive wealth gathered in the city of Bianjing. When barbarian merchants came here, they felt like a heavenly palace.

The prosperity of goods value is naturally the pursuit of spiritual satisfaction by the people. In the restaurant, there are poems and songs coming out, and the singing voice of the singer seems to be coming down from the nine heavens. It is ethereal and misty, and the sadness has lasted for a long time, making people stop and listen.

Common people naturally have vulgar songs, and dignitaries naturally have elegant songs. Among some wise and powerful families, talented people and beautiful ladies gather together in poetry gatherings to convey elegant meanings.

During a poetry gathering, many talented people and beauties in Bianjing City gathered here. They recited poems, drank wine, composed poems, and discussed with each other happily.

However, just as the poetry meeting reached its climax, someone suddenly stood up and said loudly:
"Everyone, I have a poem here, and I would like you to comment on it!"

"Oh, what kind of words can make Mr. Zhou treat him so solemnly? I have to observe carefully!"

"Since it was Mr. Zhou who came up with the words, we actually have to recite them properly."

"Could it be that Mr. Zhou did it at home?"

"..."

The young man's words immediately aroused the response of the people around him, and then they couldn't wait to urge the young man to take out the words in his hand.

However, the young man did not claim credit and said truthfully:
"For those of you who are dissatisfied, this poem was written by a girl who is my father's best friend. It was brought out by my father when he was chatting with his friends. It attracted my father's admiration. But I was confused and didn't know what was praiseworthy in the poem, so I took it out at this time. Let everyone taste it together.”

"Oh? Was it done by a girl who is your friend's friend? Could it be a talented girl from some mansion?"

"Who knows this? After all, we all know about the talented women in Bianjing City."

"I just don't know what the words are like?" "..."

After hearing the comments from the people around him, the young man named Zhou Gongzi immediately said:
"Don't make any guesses. The girl who became my father's friend only came to Bianjing City recently, so it is normal that everyone has not heard of this talented girl's reputation."

"Without further ado, I would like to ask everyone to comment on this poem..."

After Mr. Zhou finished speaking, two young men came forward and distributed pieces of paper to the people around them, with a poem written on each paper.

I saw one person taking the paper and couldn't help but read the words on the paper:
"I always remember that the sunset in Xiting Pavilion is so drunk that I don't know my way back..."

"..."

"Strive for crossing, fight for crossing."

"A group of gulls and herons were startled..."

"This poem..."

After everyone passed the paper and read the words on the paper, they couldn't help but fell silent.

They couldn't help but savor the content of the words carefully, and for a while, the entire society fell into silence.

Finally, one person couldn't help but say:
"Although there are no exquisite words in the poem, it seems to be a sigh after returning from a trip, but in the sigh, there is no lack of memories and nostalgia for the sunset at the creek pavilion..."

"This short poem can perfectly present the scene at that time in front of everyone. The words are simple and the meaning is exquisite. It is indeed a good poem!"

"However, it can also be seen from the diction that the creator of this poem is indeed a woman. But with the sentence 'Intoxication is not the way back', does this woman also like to drink?"

"The true character is to be independent of what you like. From this sentence, you can also see how free and easy this woman is. In this aspect alone, we are all inferior!"

"..."

The people present, including the daughter of a noble family, were also proficient in poetry and songs, and their literary talents were not low. However, when they saw the poem in their hands, they were not as amazed as they were by the woman who wrote it. admire.

After a while of exclamation, someone finally remembered to ask who the woman who wrote the poem was, so they quickly asked Mr. Zhou who provided the poem.

"Of course I know this. The woman who wrote this poem is the daughter of Li Gefei, a foreign minister of the Ministry of Rites. She is past the age of hairpins!"

When the young talents present heard this, their eyes lit up. However, it was not polite to discuss other people's women outside, so they did not ask again. At this time, it was enough to know whose family the woman was from. If you want to know more in detail, you can arrange for someone to inquire.

Moreover, just now Mr. Zhou specifically emphasized that the woman who composed this poem was already past the age of hairpin. Does this mean that Li Gefei, a foreign minister of the Ministry of Rites, also wanted to find a son-in-law?
Some young talents have become curious about the woman who composed this poem, which also aroused the jealousy of some women present. These women also came from high-ranking and noble families, had also been familiar with poetry and books since childhood, and had good etiquette. However, at this time, an unknown woman competed for their light, and they were willing to accept it together.

Although they come out to participate in poetry gatherings, they also need to pay attention to the protection of men and women. Although they can read poems and write lyrics with the young talents in Bianjing City, some maids and servants who follow them will keep a strict eye on them.

Even so, a rather beautiful woman came forward and said loudly:

"I wonder who the woman who wrote this dream-like order is? Does she have a name?"

"After all, it was not written on the spot. Who can know whether this poem was written by that woman?"

"Maybe it was ghostwritten by someone else, but it was just written by that woman!"

"It is indeed possible..."

"Since that woman has also come to Bianjing City, why not participate in this poetry meeting?"

"..."

The woman's words immediately aroused the echo of other women present, and some men couldn't help but nod.

But more people couldn't help but frown, but didn't say much. After all, the woman who composed this poem was not related to them in the first place. Even if they admired the woman in their hearts because of this poem, talent alone was not enough.

What if it is an ugly woman?
Although she marries a virtuous wife and takes concubines, as the daughter of a foreign minister of the Ministry of Etiquette, I am afraid she will not marry someone else as a concubine!

"..."

……

What happened in the poetry meeting was immediately spread. Although the huge Bianjing city was prosperous and had three religions and nine schools, there were countless things that happened, but there were very few that could make the people in the city talk about it.

What people pay the most attention to are some dignitaries, talents and beauties in Bianjing City.

Many beautiful poems will come out from each poetry meeting, and they will be sung by the particularly prosperous fireworks place in Bianjing City. After all, for officials of the dynasty, it was also an elegant thing to go to the land of fireworks to drink and have fun.

Most of the beautiful poems created by literati were sung by the singers in the land of smoke. Therefore, as long as there was a poetry meeting held in Bianjing City, everything that happened during the meeting would be spread word for word.

Therefore, after what happened at this poetry meeting spread, a poem with a different style reached everyone's ears.

Most of the poems written in Bianjing City are about the feelings of family and country, the positivity of young scholars, praising the beautiful scenery of Bianjing City, lamenting the prosperity of Bianjing City, and the sadness and desolation of the singers in the land of fireworks...

But this time the poem expresses the lazy afternoon of a waiting girl, the light leisure, the carefree and free feeling of a girl, which gives people in the city a different feeling.

So next, they couldn't help but wonder who the person who wrote this poem was and what his name was.

Naturally, people in the market cannot understand what happens in an official's home, but in an official's home, a well-matched family, one can very clearly understand what young talents and talented women there are in the other's family.

"I heard that the daughter of Li Gefei, a foreign minister of the Ministry of Rites, is the woman who composed the dream-like song!"

"Li Gefei's daughter seems to be named - Li Qingzhao?"

"Exactly!"

In some wealthy families, the women and ladies of the family gathered together to discuss the marriage of girls and sons in each family.

"It seems that Li Qingzhao is also a talented woman!"

"That's right, and Li Qingzhao's home is also a hairpin family. His father, Li Gefei, holds an important position in the court, and his mother, Wang, is the daughter of a former prime minister!"

"I just don't know what Li Qingzhao looks like and how old he is. Are his parents interested in recruiting a son-in-law?"

"Obviously it was intentional, otherwise her parents wouldn't have spread the poems she composed. This would also be regarded as making her famous!"

(End of this chapter)