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

Yue Nu said: But why is he still eating?

Well, maybe I'm hungry.

Yang Yi sighed, this nectarine cake is really delicious, it is estimated that it is expensive to put it outside, and it is really cool to eat it for free here!

He smiled at the contemptuous or curious eyes of all the talented people: "There is also a word for underachievers."

Shen Gongzi snorted, spread out his fan and said disdainfully, "What good words can a broken scholar have?"

Green Bamboo girl smiled and said, "Young Master, please speak."

She was neither embarrassed by Yang Yi's rudeness, nor prejudiced against Yang Yi because of Shen Gongzi's words.

Yang Yi nodded secretly, the famous prostitutes these days are still very literate, and he did not deliberately make a rude look, but just got used to it and forgot what the occasion was.

Yang Yi coughed and said, "Miss Qingzhu, listen carefully."

He took two steps slightly and said softly: "Osmanthus floating jade, the first month is full of sky, the night is cold as a wash. The wind is blowing and the eyebrows are cold, and people are in the Crystal Palace. The land is full of China, and I want to fly across the colorful clouds. I remember last year on the eve of the Jiuxi Pavilion, and the moon and clouds came and went. A thousand miles of rivers and mountains were dreamless yesterday, and the autumn light was so bright. Talking couples, don't be intoxicated by Guanghan."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young boy said, "Good words!"

Young Master Shen's face was a little unsightly. He had just finished despising others, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face now. If he wanted to speak out against his conscience, the people present were not fools.

The talented people on the field chewed and reminisced about this word, and some people applauded from time to time.

It is very rare to be able to make such a rigorous rhythm in a short period of time. Ci is no better than a poem, and the rhythm of the word card is very strictly restricted.

Every word needs careful scrutiny. It is not easy for Yang Yi to compose this hundred-word long poem in such a short time, not to mention the profound meaning in the artistic conception.

Qingzhu Meimei looked at him a few times, and smiled: "Young master should be the first name, I don't know if the son's words are willing to sell it to the slave family, and the slave family is willing to give three hundred pieces."

hiss!

The scene was quiet all of a sudden, and many people looked at Yang Yi enviously. This is three hundred dollars, and ordinary people only earn a few dollars a month. Now Yang Yi is lucky.

Yang Yi didn't answer immediately because he was accepting the inheritance of the true meaning of the thin gold body.

The thin gold body is flexible and fast, and the handwriting is thin and vigorous, so thin without losing its flesh, and its large characters are especially graceful.

This is a typeface created by Zhao Ji. Of course, it belongs to Yang Yi now.

Zhao Guan's family has just ascended the throne, and calligraphy has not yet reached its completion, and it is still far from becoming a master.

After Yang Yi accepted the reward from the system, he opened his eyes and smiled: "Of course, it's just..."

Qingzhu pursed his lips and said, "Just what?"

"This pastry is delicious, can I bring some back?"

"..."

......

"It's over, it's so late, I'm going to be scolded to death when I go back." Yang Yi felt heavy with three hundred taels of silver in his hand, and his waist was also a lot tough.

"Wait a minute, brother!" A pleasant voice came from behind.

Yang Yi looked back, and it turned out to be the handsome boy who looked like a little white face just now, followed by a little son.

What is he calling himself for?

I heard that the style of extravagance in the Northern Song Dynasty was prevalent, and many people liked the innocent Xiao Xianggong. Maybe this buddy also took a fancy to himself.

Yang Yi's heart was tight, and he became a little nervous.

"This brother's surname?" The boy laughed.

Yang Yi coughed dryly: "My surname is Yang, I don't know what's wrong with the young master calling me?"

Zhao Qianwei said, "Young Master Yang is a great talent, I admire him so much, I don't know..."

Yang Yi interrupted her and said, "I don't have time, I don't know, I can't do it."

Zhao Qianwei was taken aback, this was the first time someone had rejected her so bluntly.

Seeing that her princess was rejected so simply, Yuenu lost face and said angrily, "You are so rude!"

In a hurry, the sound is crisp and sweet, like a gurgling stream.

Yang Yi was taken aback, is this a girl?

He glanced at Zhao Qianwei suspiciously, and looked at it carefully. When he had doubts, he looked at it again, and it really felt different.

The red, greasy and round earlobes clearly have traces of passing through the earrings, and her eyebrows are like dais, the red lips are full of cherry blossoms, and her eyes are full of charm, she is clearly a girl!

ps: Ask for flowers, ask for collections, thank you for flowers blooming, I know, Luo Xiaochong's monthly ticket, 189*****728's reminder.

In the third year of Emperor Huizong's reign in Song Dynasty, the princess was renamed Emperor Ji.Of course, this is an overhead book, and many characters in time do not match.

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Chapter [-] Detective Su Mi

Thinking that I just thought of this man as a good-looking Rabbit Master, I couldn't help but cursed twice in my heart as an idiot.

He just said that there are so many beautiful young people with red lips and white teeth, it would make sense if he was a girl.

It's just that this men's clothes are really good-looking and tight, and every move is a little extravagant. If you change into women's clothes, you may not be able to look like a city.