(Thirteen)
"There is no need to worry about being a mother, it just depends on the wishes of you and Yi'er."
As for being wronged?
Is it because she can no longer hold the knife, or because Li Gefei is distracted.
There is a saying that in the Northern Song Dynasty, no matter divorce or remarriage, it was not a shocking thing.
Didn’t you see it, Empress Liu of Song Zhenzong and Empress Cao of Song Renzong were both married for the second time, and both stood at the pinnacle of power. They paid all the expenses for food and clothing, and listened to the government behind the curtain.
Maybe Li Gefei will have to look up to her in the future.
"Auntie, let me think about it again."
Sunge smiled and did not urge her.
Under her upbringing, although Sister Zhao is young, she is determined. She just needs to let Sister Zhao have no worries.
"Auntie, let's go to Bianliang City in Tokyo."
After pondering for a moment, Li Qingzhao spoke solemnly.
My father lives in Bianliang all year round, and he and his mother live in two different places.
She has always been Adena's concubine, walking in the aristocratic circles of Tokyo as a virtuous wife.
I'm afraid that everyone only knows the concubine of the Li family and does not recognize A Niang as a legitimate wife.
Her hair extension ceremony is a good opportunity for her to take the initiative in front of everyone.
Even if grandma is too lazy to fight for it, what belongs to grandma must belong to grandma.
Sun Ge smiled and nodded, "Then I will ask the housekeeper to reply to the capital."
Because he had plenty of time, after Sunge arranged all the matters in Zhangqiu, he did not rush directly to Bianliang, but took a detour to Jiangning.
This trip was just to meet one person.
The Li Qingzhao siblings were not at all bothered by the long journey, but were full of interest in the strange and novel environment.
Traveling all the way, stopping and walking, enjoying the beautiful scenery, and expanding business along the way, when we arrived in Jiangning, it was another midsummer.
The summer is hot, and the wind is hiding somewhere. The earth is like a steamer, the grass and trees are hanging their heads, and the cicadas are screaming incessantly, which makes people feel more irritable.
There are people enjoying the cool shade under the old trees.
There are children playing by the lake.
It seems to be a rare comfort under the scorching sun.
In the hot weather, Li Qingzhao and his sister also felt very tired, so they rested in the small courtyard temporarily rented by Sunge to rest and cool down.
Sun Ge held an umbrella and walked aimlessly on the streets of Jiangning, feeling the noise beside him, and slowly sketched in his mind the appearance of the person he wanted to see at this moment.
Will he be quirky and smart?
Or are you young, mature and sophisticated?
Or is it integrity, courage, and a pure heart?
After walking through many long streets, she still didn't have a clear outline in her mind, as if no matter what it was, it was too thin and weak.
Today, he is still a child.
She seemed to have preconceivedly labeled the child before she even saw him.
That’s all, distracting thoughts disturb people’s minds, so it’s better to see them directly.
Sun Ge walked through the long street, which was noisy and full of traffic, and turned into an alley.
Beside the alley, there is an old but still vigorous ginkgo tree growing. Its branches and leaves are intertwined, leaving a shade in this midsummer.
In the wind, the sound of reading aloud comes from time to time, which is clear and loud, complementing the old ginkgo tree that has grown stronger over time.
It is inheritance and hope.
"People's emotions are all obscured, so they cannot adapt to the Tao. The greatest danger lies in selfishness and the use of wisdom..."...
Sunge paused and listened quietly.
This is "The Book of Determination" written by Cheng Hao in response to Zhang Zai's question: "The determination cannot be moved, it is still tired of external objects, so what?"
The so-called concentration means concentration in movement and concentration in stillness; there is no approaching, no inside or outside.
If selfishness is burdened by personal feelings, it will never be clear and clear.
I have been studying "Ding Ding Shu" since I was a child, but I have taken the completely opposite path to that of the sages.
It's hateful and a pity.
Sunge sighed and walked deeper into the alley following the sound of reading.
go.
Although the long alley is deep, it is not lonely and gloomy, but has its own vitality.
I think it is the passion of countless young people in this private school that has not been contaminated by the reality of worldly fame and wealth that makes this alley full of life.
Knock lightly on the door, and the door opens in response.
Sunge nodded and smiled, stepped on the bluestone slab, and stood beside the plum tree. Through the window supported by wooden poles, he looked from a distance at the young boy in the private school who was being questioned by his master.
Wearing a blue shirt and a square turban on his head, with his back straight and sitting upright, he has for the first time seen the magnanimity and elegance of a scholar.
"The heart of heaven and earth is the heart of all things."
The young man looked solemn and solemn. After deep contemplation, he made a decisive decision.
Sun Ge was surprised and doubtful in his heart.
These words have the charm of Hengqu's four sentences.
"The eldest man of the Qin family is very good, very good."
The old master stroked his beard and expressed admiration.
The eldest son of the Qin family is the person she is looking for.
In the face of praise, the young man remained humble and polite.
With confusion, Sun Ge left the courtyard and stood outside the gate of the private school, waiting for the lecture to end.
"Why study?"
Sunge stopped the young man and suddenly spoke.
"The Master once said that by reading, you can understand the vastness of the world, understand the changes in the past and present, and understand the principles of doing things."
"But I want to take the imperial examination and become an official." The young man frowned slightly, took a step back, and replied patiently.
Sun Ge raised his eyebrows, but honestly asked, "Why do you want to become an official?"
"I want to light up my family, I want to be successful in my studies, I want to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country, I want to punish evil and promote good and relieve the people's worries."
The young man spoke simply and plainly, being frank and sincere at the same time.
"Can this determination be changed?"
The young man was silent for a long time, "No."
"Being loyal to the emperor and serving the country comes first, and honoring the ancestors comes second."
"I hope you will remember what you said today." Sun Ge turned sideways and stepped out of the way.
She sincerely hoped that this young man could remember what he said today.
If you study hard, you will never forget your original intention even if you become a very popular minister in the future.
This was his personal blessing, and also the blessing of the Song Dynasty.
The young man glanced at Sunge and left in a hurry.
Strange woman!
Strange question!
To study, one must naturally become an official. This is the long-cherished wish of most literati in the world.
It was not his wish to become a great scholar and live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, as in the book.
To be an official, one must be upright.
The answer is unquestionable, no need to ask.
The young man shook his head as he walked.
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As the sun sets, the heat in the air dissipates a little and it is no longer so hot.
Sunge bought some snacks and snacks that Li Qingzhao and Li Hao liked along the way, and of course she was not left behind.
Ahem, no one can suffer themselves.
Back in the rented courtyard, Li Qingzhao was painting the grand scene of Jiangning under the lights.
Not only Jiang Ning, but everything along the way was written by Sister Zhao.
There are paintings, articles, and poems. Maybe given time, Sister Zhao will be able to write a detailed and interesting travelogue.
The premise is that you have to walk, not live in a city.
"Auntie, is your wish fulfilled?"
Li Qingzhao put down the brush, opened his red lips slightly, and his white teeth were still white under the candlelight.
This journey may seem like a random journey, but in fact it has a clear purpose.
In other words, the purpose of A Niang’s detour from beginning to end was Jiang Ning.
Peace of mind without insomnia
