The Great Song Dynasty: the First Talented Woman in the Beginning Flickered Through the Ages

Yang Yi: "..."

ps: Thanks to the end of the holy king, giq's monthly pass, and sister Rong's reward

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Chapter [-] I'm Really Reading the Bible

Yang Yi finally sent away Bai Qingqing, heartbroken.

Women are really troublesome, not only make their back sore, but also spend their own money.

He turned around and suddenly found Su Mi standing behind him.

shit.

Yang Yi was startled.

Su Mi said indifferently, "Who was that woman just now?"

Yang Yi was startled, and said nonchalantly, "It's the little lady passing by. She came here for the first time and lost her way, so she came to ask me for directions."

Su Mi said, "But why did I see the two of you coming out of your room together?"

Yang Yi: "..."

He didn't expect his sister-in-law to see it.

Su Mi shook her head and said, "Uncle, you really disappointed me too much."

Yang Yi said quickly: "Sister-in-law is not what you think."

Su Mi faintly said: "It's not what I thought, it's impossible, you have to tell me that you and she watched the classics and strategies in the room all night."

Yang Yi was dumbfounded: "Sister-in-law, how did you know?"

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In the magnificent and beautiful hall, the fragrance of beasts curls up, and the quiet sweet fragrance lingers between the two columns of carved dragons and painted phoenixes, forming the appearance of mist in the mountains.

In the middle of the hall, there is a long case of rose pears, on which there are various celebrity dharma posters, and a number of square treasure inkstones, various color pen holders, and the pens inserted in the pen holders are like trees.

On the other side is a large Ru kiln flower bag, full of white chrysanthemums with crystal balls.

There is a large "Vertical Crane Picture" hanging on the west wall. There is an incense burner on the case, and a large plate of a large official kiln is placed on the red sandalwood rack on the left.

There are dozens of delicate yellow and exquisite bergamot hands in the plate, and a white jade haimu chime hangs on the foreign lacquer rack on the right.

The incense burner on the imperial case produced curls of green smoke.

There was a man sitting next to him, with a fair complexion, dressed in a light yellow robe, with a jade inlaid head on his head, about twenty years old, with some extravagance.

In front of him was a woman with picturesque features and red lips, it was Zhao Qianwei.

Zhao Qianwei pursed her lips and smiled, "Brother, how is this painting?"

Zhao Ji is carefully studying this painting, which is completely different from traditional techniques.

Hearing his sister's words, he chuckled and said, "Single theory can be called the teacher of the world."

When Zhao Qianwei heard her brother's words, her eyes twitched and her smile became a crescent moon.

As if complimenting herself.

She walked to the side and sat down, with a dignified posture, like a lady who carved the rules into her bones.

If Yang Yi was here, he would definitely sigh that a woman really has two faces, and he would never have thought that her character would escape, and Zhao Qianwei, who disguised herself as a man, would have such a ladylike side.

Zhao Qianwei sat upright, "Brother, will you still go to the Begonia Poetry Festival this year?"

Zhao Ji was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Didn't the thirteenth sister never pay attention to the Haitang Poetry Club? Why did you ask for my private print the day before yesterday, and I asked about this again today?"

Zhao Qianwei's expression remained unchanged, "My brother is the founder of the Haitang Poetry Society. Now there are many talented people in Bianjing, and the poetry society has become more and more grand. There are countless masters of calligraphy and painting. Don't you want to go and see it?"

These words scratched Zhao Ji's itch. When he was the king of Duan, he loved to sing and compose poems.

Otherwise, he would not have started this Haitang Poetry Society, but now as the emperor of the Song Dynasty, he has supreme power, but he does not have the freedom before.

He sighed and said, "If I go, those ministers will have to go on and on and on, I can't bear it."

Zhao Qianwei smiled and said, "Brother can disguise himself so that others don't recognize him."

Zhao Ji's eyes lit up, this is really a good idea.

However, he gave Zhao Qianwei a suspicious look.

Standing up and walking two steps, Zhao Qianwei made her look a little uncomfortable.

She turned her face slightly to avoid Zhao Ji's gaze.

The white, porcelain-like face was glowing with enamel, and it seemed that he was a little embarrassed to be looked at.

There was a blush on his face, as if he had been smeared with a layer of rouge.

She said coquettishly, "Brother."

Zhao Ji suddenly burst out laughing, pointing at Zhao Qianwei and saying, "Sister Thirteen has never strongly invited me to do something, why is it unusual today?"

Zhao Qianwei stomped her feet and said, "The younger sister mentioned by my brother seems to be very close to my brother."