The ancients said that only a stone was used in the world, but Cao Zijian got eight buckets alone.
Being on par with Cao Zhi was the highest evaluation of a poet.
"Consort mother's words are too heavy, your son does not dare to accept it.”
Luo Zhao cupped his hands and humbly declined.
"Alright, I've got the poem. I won't disturb you from reading.”
Concubine Yang carefully put the poem into her pocket as if she had found a treasure. She stood up and was about to leave.
Luo Zhao stood up to send him off.
Concubine Yang suddenly thought of something and turned around with a smile,""Zhao 'er, do you know how your Imperial Father and I saw your' Leaving the Force'?”
"Your son does not know." Luo Zhao shook his head.
"Ke 'er specially asked the King of Wei for it and sent it to the palace for us to admire.”Concubine Yang said lightly.
Li Ke, King of Shu?
Luo Zhao's thoughts raced as he tried to figure out the meaning behind Concubine Yang's words.
Concubine Yang softly exhorted," Ke 'er is capable of both literature and martial arts. He's somewhat similar to you, but he's far inferior to you. If you're free, go to the Shu King's Mansion more often and teach him on behalf of Concubine Mother."”
Luo Zhao finally understood.
Concubine Yang was helping Li Ke to get closer to him, wanting to win him over.
"Consort mother is too kind. This son is not qualified to teach His Highness the King of Shu.”
Luo Zhao neither agreed nor refused, his answer ambiguous.
Concubine Yang didn't want to speak too openly. She smiled and walked out.
At this moment, Li Lizhi was still immersed in Luo Zhao's poem. When Concubine Yang walked into the courtyard, it was too late for her to hide.
"Consort Mother, aren't you staying for a meal?”
Li Lizhi calmed herself down and pretended to be calm.
Concubine Yang was stunned at first, but then she smiled and said,""I won't disturb you two anymore. I'm in a hurry to go back. I want to share your Fuma's masterpiece with your Imperial Father.”
Li Lizhi didn't ask her to stay and sent her all the way out of the residence.
Before they left, Concubine Yang reminded them," Lizhi, although Zhao 'er's family is not considered to be a noble family, his talent and bearing are rare in the world. Such a good man is rare. You must cherish him well. Remember."”
Li Lizhi was secretly proud of Concubine Yang's praise of Luo Zhao.
She bowed and said in a low voice,"Thank you for your teachings, mother. I will remember them."”
Concubine Yang nodded and got on the carriage, heading to the palace.
Watching Concubine Yang leave, Li Lizhi couldn't help but smile as she thought of her words. Her beautiful eyebrows flickered with happiness.
When she returned to the study room, Luo Zhao had already buried his head in his book again, still looking like a Calligraphy Addict.
Li Lizhi leaned against the door and stared at the young man studying hard. She actually looked a little crazy.
He was born into a family, and his martial arts skills were extraordinary. He was also an outstanding literary talent. It was rare for him to not be tainted by the silkpants of the aristocratic children. Usually, he would either practice martial arts at home or study hard.
More importantly, he was handsome.
Such a good man could not be found even with lanterns, so why did he have to become her husband?
Li Lizhi secretly regretted it. She blamed herself for being blind and acting like a princess. It was fine if she forced Luo Zhao to break off the engagement, but she also said something stupid about getting a divorce in a year.
"What's wrong with you?"
Luo Zhao noticed his wife outside the door. Seeing her dazed look, he couldn't help but be curious.
Li Lizhi came back to her senses and blushed."I'm fine. It's almost noon. It's time for lunch.”
Luo Zhao only replied with an "oh" and instructed,"Ask them to send the food to the study. I'll eat here.”
After saying that, Luo Zhao buried his head in his desk and stopped talking to her.
Although the relationship between the two had eased, Luo Zhao was no longer so cold to her. They were still far away from being husband and wife.
Luo Zhao's calm attitude made Li Lizhi feel a little disappointed.
She simply walked in and looked at Mo Yan, who was still wet on the table. Suddenly, her heart felt warm as she said,"If you can write a poem for Imperial Mother, can't you write one for me too?”
Luo Zhao was startled and couldn't help but raise his head.
Looking at that beautiful face with rosy cheeks and a slightly resentful face, his heart couldn't help but palpitate.
"Just write one!"
Li Lizhi couldn't be bothered to be reserved. She grabbed the ink pen and held it in front of Luo Zhao with both hands. Her expression was a little coquettish.
Luo Zhao wasn't cold-hearted. As a young man, how could he not be touched by his beautiful wife's pleading?
He shook his head with a bitter smile and took the brush.
Li Lizhi was overjoyed. She quickly laid out the rice paper for him and knelt beside him. She rested her chin on her hands and gazed at him affectionately.
Luo Zhao's heart was empty. He stared at the paper and pondered for a while before raising his brush to compose a poem.
Li Lizhi read after him.
"There are fifty zither strings for no reason, and each string is thinking of the years.
Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies in his dreams, and the emperor's spring heart entrusted cuckoo.
The moon in the vast sea has tears, and the sun in the blue field is warm and the jade produces smoke.
This feeling could be treated as a recollection, but at that time, it was already lost…
A song," Jin Se ", was completed in the blink of an eye.
Li Lizhi's expression changed. Sometimes she was amazed, and sometimes she sighed. She was immersed in the sad atmosphere of this poem.
"This feeling can be treated as a recollection, but at that time, I was already lost…However, at that time, I was already at a loss…"
When she read the last sentence, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
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