Chapter 274 The first scene of the first year of Xuanhe, the girls in the snow mistakenly spot Li Qing
Chapter 274 The first snow in the first year of Xuanhe, the girls were wrong to Li Qingzhao
In the afternoon, the north wind whistled.
The originally clear sky gradually became dark clouds, and soon heavy snow fell like goose feathers.
This was the first snowfall in Qingzhou in the first year of Xuanhe.
It's later than in previous years.
Wang Lin stood in the yard, letting snowflakes cover his whole body, and the tiger god guards stood in a circle in the snow, silent.
Zhao Gou stood in the corridor of hand-copying, looking at Wang Lin who was contemplating his snow, and a certain fanatical admiration filled his slightly tender face.
He is extremely talented in literature and is known as the king of Li Qingzhao, and is known as the dragon and phoenix in the poem. His martial arts skills are invincible in the world, and he is a god-like general who is subdued to the tiger and has a majestic weapon.
What a pity to be able to get Wang Lin as his teacher?
At this moment, Wang Lin remembered a song from his previous life, "The First Snow in 2002".
Of course, I also remembered all the past life and the lover Yingxue, who was destined to never see him again.
If it weren't for the time traveling here, he and Yingxue would have married in half a year.
However, luck makes people feel like they are separated by a thousand years of time and space between him and Yingxue.
After traveling through so long, he has taken root in this world, gained power and gained many confidants.
As his sense of belonging to the present becomes higher and higher, things from his previous life are hidden deep in his heart.
Occasionally, I still jump out and I can't help myself.
Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, Li Qingzhao stood under the eaves and watched the snow quietly and admired the plum blossoms, and said softly:
"It is known that spring is coming in the snow, and the cold plum blossoms embellish the greasy branches. The fragrant face is half open and charming. When the courtyard is in the palace, the jade man bathes in new makeup.
Good fortune may be intentional, so we teach the bright moon to be beautiful. We will bounty the sun and the green ants, so don’t refuse to be drunk, this flower will not be compared with the flowers.”
Lan'er stroking her hands and praised, "My wife has produced another excellent work, which is a joyful congratulation!"
Li Qingzhao sighed: "This song of fisherman's pride is already an old work. It's very interesting to recite it."
Lan'er blinked and smiled, "I understand. The lyrics are old works, but the people are newcomers. My wife wants to drink with the prince Xue and 'to share the bounty of Shen Lu'an'!"
Li Qingzhao's face turned red and she spat: "Nonsense!"
The two masters and maids were playing and playing, and suddenly there was a desolate and sad singing in front of them.
Although the song is quite weird, it is particularly touching and exciting.
"The first snow in 2002 came later than before. The second car parked on the eighth floor took away the last falling yellow leaves..."
"You are like a flying butterfly, swaying in the snow-flying season. I can't forget the feeling of holding you in my arms, which is warmer than the passion hidden in my heart..."
"I forgot the cold north wind outside the window, and once again overlapped the tenderness and lingeringness. It was your red lips that stuck to everything that I had. It was my considerate that made me warm again. It was your ten thousand tenderness that melted the ice and snow, and it was your sweet words.
Change the season…”
At the same time, Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
Han Yan, Pan Jinlian, Zhang Zhenniang, Li Shishi, Meng Yulou's girls were sitting in the corridor with Wei Ying, tasting fragrant tea and enjoying the snow.
The girls listened with their ears.
Li Shishi suddenly said softly: "Madam, Sister Jinlian, Concubine Wei, this is the prince's singing. The musical rhythm and lyrics are all very strange, but it sounds... the prince is so sad, as if he misses his confidante..."
In fact, all the girls also heard the sadness and longing in the singing.
In their opinion, the lyrics are difficult to understand, but the emotional expression is extremely clear, expressing love in the snow and missing the beauty...
The girls looked at Pan Jinlian.
Pan Jinlian is Wang Lin’s first woman, with deep affection, but Pan Jinlian is so close that Wang Lin would not be in love with her in the snow... Obviously, the peerless beauty in this song is not Pan Jinlian.
Pan Jinlian looked confused and shook her head without saying a word.
Han Yan suddenly said lightly: "Is it because of the Queen Mode in the palace who misses me?"
Wei Ying shook her head: "No, no. The Prince of Bohai and Maode have been in love for a while, and they just got the tacit approval of the official family. It is a foregone conclusion that the marriage will be given in the future. The song should not be sung in Maode."
"And these red lips, tender and lingering... I feel so embarrassed... Could it be that you prince has provoked someone else outside?"
Wei Ying's voice was unnaturally sour.
But all the girls were immersed in Wang Lin's sad and lonely singing, and they couldn't help but notice it.
Meng Yulou stood up and hesitated, "Madam, sisters, please don't guess anymore. I'm very sad when I hear my husband. Why don't we comfort him and relieve him..."
Han Yan shook her head: "Forget it, don't bother me, let him think about it."
Zhang Zhenniang suddenly said softly: "I think about it all over the place, may I be my husband... I am thinking of Mr. Yi'an over there?"
Pan Jinlian's eyes flashed: "Yes, Sister Zhenniang said so well. In fact, I and my wife have long seen that there is a friendship between my husband and Sister Qingzhao, but due to secular etiquette and law, we cannot be like us..."
Wei Ying curled her lips, secular etiquette? If he had to be so cautious, he would not have teased the slave.
Li Shishi stroked his hands and chuckled: "My husband is also... Mr. Yi'an lives there, and the person is in front of him. What song is he singing? Isn't it okay to just talk to others?"
Han Yan frowned slightly, feeling something slight.
Wei Ying interrupted, "Mr. Yi'an? Could it be that Li Qingzhao, a talented woman from that generation? She is actually in the royal palace?"
The girls said yes.
Wei Ying immediately felt jealous and thought to herself: What a romantic brother, even Li Yian has been involved, my god...
Yi Cui, who was standing behind Han Yan, suddenly said, "Madam, Empress, all ladies, it has not been long since the prince knew Yi'an's layman, but the maid felt that the song was heart-wrenching, as if he was missing the old man.
It has nothing to do with Mr. Yi'an, right?"
Yi Cui woke up the dreamer with her words.
The girls were talking in a low voice. Li Qingzhao and Lan'er stood at the arch of Xiaoxiang Pavilion and heard this, blushing and then quietly retreated.
Don’t say that Wang Lin’s song is not her, even if it is her, she dare not admit it.
The lyrics are really erotic... and she and Wang Lin are in love and politeness, but there is no point in transcending.
While the girls were discussing enthusiastically, they heard from the maid: "Madam, the prince is heading to the Return Hall."
Pan Jinlian chuckled: "Look, it's indeed Sister Qingzhao!"
Han Yan smiled: "My husband is very emotional today and his worries are unforgettable. I guess only a talented woman like Qingzhao can be warm and smooth the scars in his heart. We don't have to disturb them."
No one noticed that Wei Ying's elegant and delicate mouth pouted, and she could hang an oil bottle.
...
Return Hall.
I am back and forth, please stop the family and stop traveling. The world is contrary to me, so how can I ask for it again? I am happy to have relatives' love words, and enjoy the piano and book to relieve worries...
Then he looked at the house and ran away with joy. The child servant welcomed him, and the child waited for the door. The three paths were deserted, and the pine and chrysanthemums were still there. He brought his young child into the room, and there was a wine filled with the bottle. He led the pot of wine to drink himself, and the garden was filled with a beautiful face. He leaned against the south. The window is to express pride, and the ease of looking at the knees...
Wang Lin chanted softly.
Buzhi, who once praised Li Qingzhao for being extremely rewarded, and Li Qingzhao's father dismissed from office as his party member, and called himself "Returned Zi".
Li Qingzhao named his study with the "Guilai Hall" and built it out of his admiration for Chao Buzhi, and followed him to imitate him.
There is a sentence in "Returning to the Go and Come" "Looking on the southern window to express your pride, and looking at Yi'an, who is considerate of Yi'an", Qingzhao called himself "Yi'an Jushi", which should also take the meaning of it.
As a time traveler, Wang Lin naturally knew the origin of Li Qingzhao's name, but this name was taken by Li Qingzhao after he settled in Qingzhou. Few people in the world knew that "Yi'an" came from Tao Yuanming's return.
Li Qingzhao has a green skirt and a red jacket, and her eyebrows are picturesque.
She stood at the end of the corridor and listened to Wang Lin's chanting, a blush appeared on her face.
The fact that Wang Lin knows the elegant meaning when he hears the string can only show that Wang Lin knows her very well.
"Where is the prince?" Li Qingzhao said quietly.
Wang Lin bowed: "I haven't seen Mr. Yi'an for a long time, and I miss you very much, so I came to visit you."
Li Qingzhao had a pretty face with a flying cloud, but turned her head and pretended to be calm: "I heard that the prince had just expressed his feelings in the front yard and missed his old friend in the snow. You came to my return hall immediately. Wouldn't you let the wife wait for a mistake?"
Wang Lin chuckled: "But he was sad for a moment and said something casually. He didn't want to alarm everyone."
Li Qingzhao turned around and said indifferently: "Why is Fang Hong's confidante who doesn't know why the prince misses so much, it hurts the heart and touches the heart."
Wang Lin sighed: "It is considered an old friend, but also a dreamer."
Wang Lin's complicated eyes fell on Li Qingzhao and said in a low voice: "Black tiles and white walls, green vines and old trees, small bridges and flowing water. She cuts her shoulders and waists, her hair is slanted with hairpins in clouds, her skin is thinner and snow-like, but she is thinner than yellow flowers."
From that day on, Wang Lin discovered many similarities between Li Qingzhao and Yingxue, and even his personality was very sentimental.
Lan'er was surprised behind Li Qingzhao and said, "Isn't the prince's words exactly my wife?"
Li Qingzhao's face suddenly turned bright, but she spat lowly.
Lan'er quietly retreated.
Wang Lin looked at Li Qingzhao quietly, and the figure of snow appeared deep in his eyes, and a wave of mist rippled in his heart.
Li Qingzhao looked up and sighed after a long time, "I have not been born, I have been old, I have been old... I have been back to you, and I have been crying again, and I wish I could meet before I got married."
Snowflakes fly, cold wind swirls, and Li Qingzhaozhu's tears flow in vain.
"You hate me for being born late, and I hate me for being born early."
Wang Lin calmed down and chuckled, "When will this turnover be over and over? And you and I should not let it go. Why do you and I live in the present? "
Wang Lin walked over and wrapped the cloak on Li Qingzhao's thin body: "In my heart, the person in my dreams will always be the one walking in the long rainy alley under the drizzle, carrying an oil-paper umbrella, walking in the long rainy alley, as beautiful as lilac Girl, I am willing to relieve her full grievances.”
"After the swing, I got up and tidy my hands. The flowers were exposed and thin, and the clothes were thin. When I saw the guests coming in, I slipped in my socks and gold hairpins. I walked away with my shyness, leaned against the door and looked back, but smelled the green plums."
Li Qingzhao was shy and confused. What Wang Lin had just recited was a song "Dian Jiang Lip, Swinging" written by her girlish season.
The three words "Leave with shame" accurately describe her inner feelings when she was a girl: her face turned red, her heart beat faster, she was at a loss, and she hurriedly avoided.
The subtle and meticulous mentality of fear of seeing each other and wanting to see each other, but not daring to muster up the courage to see each other, just like her uneasy at this moment, and her affection is strong and jealous.