Seeing how shocked she was, Gong Yumingxi's tone was a little regretful: "You didn't think of what happened in your previous life?"

Lingsu subconsciously replied: "I remembered... No, mother, you all remembered?"

Gong Yumingxi looked sighing: "Yes, now that I think about it, this thing is really amazing. Why do you think this is?"

Why, we don’t know, we don’t understand, and we have no place to ask.

Seeing that several children were silent, Gongyu Mingxi shook his head: "Forget it, I can't understand this matter. After all, the last life is the last life. If you are not willing to talk about it, then don't say it. Say what you want to say. Talk to me first. .As for me, in my last life... I was born into a well-known family. My father was a disciple of the prime minister and a bachelor in the palace. My ancestor was a bachelor and a famous poet in the world of poetry. From the emperor to the common people, everyone loved him. His poetry was hailed as the best poet in history by his contemporaries. My father was a Hanlin scholar, and my great-grandfather was the top scholar. Therefore, I can be considered a family scholar. Although I am a woman, I am extremely good at poetry. I have talent, I became famous at a young age, and I live my life freely. Even if I despise women as talented people, I have to admit that I am one of the few people in the world who can compare with the great poets. As a poet, I even think that I am not inferior to my world-renowned poets. The famous master."

Speaking of this, Gong Yumingxi's smile faded a little: "I became famous at a young age, loved wine, poetry, gambling, and gold and stones. I lived a wild life in the first half of my life, but it was a pity that my country was shattered and my mountains and rivers were shattered. I have been wandering for the rest of my life, alone, in my later life." ...In the eyes of outsiders, it’s probably desolate, right?”

Qi Xun said that her mother’s life experience sounded very similar to Li Qingzhao, the number one female poet in history in her previous life.

"Li Yian?" Qixun looked at her mother and asked hesitantly.

Gong Yumingxi was surprised: "Xiao Xun knows about me?"

"Mom, I know. I know it so well. You said that my grandfather, whom I have never met, studied under the bachelor of Guange who was the best poet in the ages, and my grandfather himself was also a bachelor of Guange. You also told about your life, and Yi An The life of the layman is too similar? That’s why I made this guess. I didn’t expect that mother is actually the real one. Mother, you said that your master, Master Su, is the best poet in the world. Maybe you don’t know, but you yourself are the poet of the world. The number one female lyricist."

Qixun said excitedly.

Really, there are too many exciting things today.

But now her receptive ability is very good. After all, her brother is more awesome, the Monkey King. So is it surprising that her mother is the best lyricist in history?

No, she's not surprised!

Classmate Qixun said that he is very strong.

She just... felt like she was dreaming.

Lingyu's little eyes sparkled: "Fourth sister is right, Mr. Yi An is worthy of being the number one female poet in the ages!"

Lingsu also nodded.

Gong Yuhao was not related to them, he was from the world of mythology. Besides, when his son was released from the foot of Wuzhi Mountain and entered the world, it was still the Tang Dynasty, and his mother was not born yet.

Looking at the adoring eyes of the three caring little cotton-padded jackets besides her son, Gongyu Mingxi felt a little secretly happy for no reason. The title of the first female lyricist in the ages, well, she felt a little proud.

Does this count as her historical evaluation?

Literary people, who doesn't care about their posthumous name?

"Ahem, I don't dare to be the number one female poet in history." Gong Yumingxi was pleased with herself, but she still managed to be modest.

Qixun nodded fiercely: "If you dare to do it, you will do your job! Mother, you don't know how many people will like you in the future. I also know that you are a good gambler and a good drinker. Most of the dozens of poems you handed down to the world are related to wine. You

You also wrote an article called "Horse Playing Pictures". The posthumous review of you is very high. Speaking of gambling, there are more popular games in our later generations. I will come up with playing cards later, and I will accompany you in my free time.

It’s very interesting to play. You like drinking. Like my second brother, I have hidden a lot of things, but I can’t take them out now. When I can, I will give them to you. I am not bragging about the famous wines of later generations.

All of them are treasured. Speaking of which, the wine you made during the Song Dynasty was not called wine. It was at most a drink, right? The liquor I collected has all kinds of flavors, including famous foreign wines. Forget it, it’s not called wine.

It’s okay, anyway, mother, I don’t know how many future generations will admire you.”

In fact, at Lingyu's time, Mr. Yi'an's reputation was not as good as Qixun said because he was born as a woman. However, his attainments in poetry were also historically determined. And Lingyu himself highly respected Li Yi'an.

So she nodded accordingly.

Gong Yumingxi was a little embarrassed to be praised by her two daughters, and she was a little embarrassed when she mentioned gambling and drinking. She has never been taboo about her love of gambling and drinking, otherwise she would not mention drinking without knowing how to write lyrics, and she even wrote an article

In "Horse Fighting Picture", which talks about gambling skills, she always wins every time she gambles and never loses, which is also a proud thing in her life.

But this hobby was passed down to the funeral, and was mentioned by my own daughter, so it’s a bit like that, haha.

Her temperament was free and easy, and she waved her hand: "Then mother is waiting for my son's playing cards and wine. Since you know almost everything you should know about me, I won't say more. Hao'er,

You are the oldest, tell me your story first."

Gong Yuhao scratched his head: "I raised him from birth in my previous life, and he jumped out of the cracks in the rocks."

"What?" Gong Yumingxi was stunned.

Really, my son, you said you were a monkey, but my mother will be able to accept it now. He also said that he jumped out of the cracks in the rocks. Please forgive me, but I still can’t accept it now.

In line with what you originally said, born from heaven and earth and nourished by chaos, it actually means that it jumped out of the cracks in the stone?

Gong Yuhao didn't take it seriously: "That stone is said to be the stone that mends the sky with Nvwo, but in fact it was originally a chaos stone. Therefore, if we say I was born in chaos, I am considered a creature of chaos stone. Compared with dragons, phoenixes, Kunpeng, etc., I am actually more powerful."

It's better. It's just that they were born right after the world opened. I don't know why, but they came out a little later."

Having said this, Gong Yuhao curled his lips: "Except for Father God Pangu, who opened the sky, there is no one more noble than me. Unfortunately, I suffered a loss because I was born late. Without the spiritual energy and energy of the first opening of the world.

Not to mention luck, there is still less accumulation of tens of millions of years, so I can only be controlled by others. However, by the time I was born, Kunpeng and Phoenix had long disappeared, disappearing between heaven and earth, and the Dragon Clan was reduced to a few lumps nestled in the four seas.

The local people have been aggrieved and seek perfection, but the heavens are not paying attention to them. Dragons, phoenixes, Kuns and Pengs are like this, how can they let go of me, a born god? Of course they want to plot against me. I can't stand the bird spirit, so I first went to the heaven to make a big fuss.

. But after all, I am controlled by others. I believe that since you know me, Xiaoxun, you should know that they are plotting to go to the West to obtain scriptures. Yuanshi Tianzun and Taishang Laojun, in order to cope with the disaster of becoming a god, plotted against the leader of Tongtian Cult and hooked up with those in the West
Chapter completed!