"The Begonia Poetry Meet you mentioned is a poetry meet organized by the Begonia Poetry Society in Bianjing?”
Yang Yi looked at Li Qingzhao's surprised expression and thought to himself, Sister Li had amazing talent since she was young, so it was understandable if she was invited to the Begonia Poetry Meet.
Zhao Qianwei looked at Li Qingzhao's expression and felt a little pleased.
She said indifferently," That's right. It's the famous Begonia Poetry Meet in Bian Capital. I heard that the officials were there last year. It's just that ordinary people can't enter."”
"Moon Slave, pass the invitation to Young Master Yang." Zhao Qianwei said to Moon Slave.”
Yue Nu responded submissively and took out an invitation letter with golden edges.
Yang Yi took the invitation letter. It was so light that only the red stamp on it was useful.
Seeing the mark, Yang Yi's hands trembled and he almost lost his balance.
The four big red words,"One person in the world"
Yang Yi was a graduate student in the Chinese Language Department, so he had some understanding of this artistic emperor.
What did he mean by 'one person under the world'?
The number one person in the world!
Other than the Nine and Five Supreme, who else would dare to carve these words on their private seal?!
How arrogant and heroic was this!
Of course, Yang Yi only admired his amazing achievements in the arts, not in governing the country.
More than twenty years later, the Jin army broke into Bianjing and Zhao Ji and Zhao Heng were captured. It was a great humiliation.
Countless concubines and princesses had been captured, and many of them had ended up in miserable states.
Yang Yi looked at Zhao Qianwei with a complicated gaze. He wondered what would happen to this intelligent and eccentric princess.
It was said that the Begonia Poetry Society was established when Zhao Ji was still King Duan, and it followed his ascension to the throne.
The popularity of the Haitang Poetry Meet grew year by year. Although Zhao Ji never came again, he had been paying attention to it silently. He even appeared at the venue last year.
Yang Yi could imagine how much attention he would receive if he held this invitation letter.
He smiled bitterly. He had wanted to go in and hang out, but Zhao Qianwei's invitation letter made it impossible for him to keep a low profile.
Li Qingzhao didn't see the mark of 'One Man Under the World'. He was slightly surprised and said,"So Miss Zhao also has an invitation letter. Young Master Yang's painting skills are unique, could it be that he also has some achievements in poetry?”
There was a faint confidence in his words.
In terms of painting skills, she was inferior to Yang Yi, but in terms of poetry, she was not inferior to anyone.
Zhao Qianwei smiled proudly." Young Master Yang's talent goes without saying. Do you know the rumored Nian Nujiao Moon Dui?"”
Li Qingzhao's eyes flickered as he said,""Osmanthus flowers float on jade, the streets are filled with the first month, and the night is as cold as washing. But this one?"
Zhao Qianwei snorted lightly." That's right. This poem is grand, neat, and profound. It was only obtained by Young Master Yang after ten minutes."”
"I only know a little about poetry. Please don't flatter me, Miss Zhao." Yang Yi smiled bitterly.”
In front of Li Qingzhao, he did not dare to call himself a master of poetry. He knew that this Li Qingzhao had written a lot of poems later on. Even Su Shi's poems had been criticized by her.
As the most talented woman in history, although Li Qingzhao looked gentle, she was actually very proud.
Soft on the outside but hard on the inside, nothing more than this.
In his previous life, when Yang Yi read Li Qingzhao's poem, he was amazed.
After Li Qingzhao married Zhao Mingcheng, she wrote a poem.
That is to say,"Drunken Flower Yin," do not say that the soul is not lost, curtain roll west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers, eternal masterpiece.
When Zhao Mingcheng was away, he received the lovesick poem from Li Qingzhao. He closed his door for three days and three nights and wrote 50 poems under the name of Drunken Flower Shadow. He mixed Li Qingzhao's poem into it and showed it to his friend Lu Defu.
"Lang Huan Ji" once recorded that Deva played with it again and again, saying: Only three sentences are excellent. Mingcheng asked him. The man replied: Don't say that the soul is not lost, the curtain roll west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers.'It's easy to do."
Later generations of literati commented on Li Qingzhao with this poem: Green, fat, red, thin, sweet words, people are more pitiful than yellow flowers. If one were to discuss the position in the poem, it would be Li Qinglian, the recluse Yi An!
Comparing Li Qingzhao with the immortal poet Li Bai, one could see how wonderful this poem was, and also how talented Li Qingzhao was!
Every time Yang Yi read about Zhao Mingcheng abandoning the city and Li Qingzhao, he would often feel that he had met a bad person.
Of course, if it weren't for the second half of his life, Li Qingzhao's Ci wouldn't have sublimated from love to worry about the country and the people.
Zhao Qianwei's flattery made Yang Yi blush. He knew that he was just a plagiarist, so he couldn't be tough in front of Li Qingzhao.
Hearing Yang Yi's words, Li Qingzhao said respectfully,"Young Master Yang is so talented, yet he can still be so humble. This really makes Qing Zhao ashamed.”
"You're Li Qingzhao?" Zhao Qianwei asked in surprise. The vice president of Begonia Poetry Society?"
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