(twenty-three)
Well, this can be considered psychological comfort.
If there is no one else, it means that there is still hope for his son.
Sunge really didn't know how to evaluate Zhao Mingcheng in this life.
More than once, she heard Li Gefei's colleagues and the current Imperial College praise Zhao Mingcheng for being calm, down-to-earth and low-key.
She also saw with her own eyes the determination on Zhao Mingcheng's face.
Sometimes Sun Ge also wonders whether the love between Zhao Mingcheng and Li Qingzhao in the plot is too natural and has lost its freshness early on.
What about now?
After three years of begging, Zhao Mingcheng realized the pain of not being able to get what he wanted. What will happen in the future?
She didn't want to use the word "dog licking" to summarize the relationship between the two.
She doesn't believe in undying love, but she doesn't want to make fun of others' infatuation.
With Zhao Mingcheng in front of me, I'm afraid it will be hard to see anyone else in Sister Zhao's eyes!
"Sister Zhao, have your feelings towards Zhao Mingcheng changed in three years?"
There was no one around, the mother and daughter were drinking wine at the moon, and Sun Ge spoke.
Li Qingzhao frowned, somewhat unable to say anything: "He can't beat me in a martial arts competition."
"He is also a little inferior in word creation."
"As for drinking, he is not worth mentioning."
"Only a shameless person can be as good as my daughter."
Sun Ge's eyes twitched, why did her sister-in-law be so proud of her shamelessness?
Well, she has to pass it on.
"What about temperament?"
"You can be called a man." Li Qingzhao held his chin and looked at Sunge with bright eyes. "Auntie, given Zhao Mingcheng's previous temperament, I often thought that if he became an official and war broke out in the future, he would not be able to take on the responsibility of protecting a city. It’s the responsibility of the people.”
"It looks like green pines and cypresses and a gentle breeze, but in fact it is weak and incompetent and good at escaping."
"How can such a man be a good match for me?"
There was no shyness on Li Qingzhao's face. The night wind was rustling, and the silver-white moonlight enveloped her whole body, like a fairy under the moon, adding a touch of coldness to her voice.
Sunge couldn't help but praise Li Qingzhao's ability to recognize people and his sobriety.
Li Qingzhao shook the wine glass slightly, and continued with gleaming red lips, "Now he has learned responsibility."
"For the same thing, he would choose to live and die with a city and protect the people with his own body. This is his greatest growth in three years."
With this in mind, Zhao Mingcheng's three years were not wasted.
"Auntie, if Mrs. Zhao comes to visit again next time, please allow her to come."
"The meaning of two people getting to know each other and staying together is to illuminate each other, support each other, and become better versions of each other."
"Auntie, I can do it."
In "The Peacock Flies Southeast", Liu Lanzhi and I die today, but my soul will be gone and my body will remain forever! The tragedy of taking off her skirt and taking off her silk shoes and walking into a clear pond will not happen to her.
If Zhao Mingcheng becomes a scholar one day and shows little or no virtue, then she will be separated easily.
The words "yes" made Sunge feel relieved.
Many times, there is nothing wrong with weighing the pros and cons soberly.
So, after three years of talking to the moon, Zhao Mingcheng, who had been praying for more than a thousand days and nights, finally got the result.
Father Zhao and Mother Zhao also breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to slack off at all about the marriage.
After all, they have seen everything that happened in the past three years.
At the beginning, I was still resentful towards Li Qingzhao, feeling that she was blindly trying to take advantage of Qiao, but later this resentment turned into gratitude and joy as my son changed day by day.
In addition to Zhao Mingcheng's obsession with Li Qingzhao, there are also the increasingly dazzling Li Qingzhao and the Li family who accumulate wealth and wealth.
In the huge city of Bianliang, no one knows that Li Gefei, who was a good official with both hands, married an extremely capable step-wife and accumulated a lot of money in his family. In addition, Mrs. Li often did good deeds, built bridges and paved roads, and set up porridge shacks in disaster years. He even donated money to His Majesty for disaster relief with a wave of his hand.
His Majesty also reciprocated courtesy and spoke eloquently, and made Li Gefei's wife a third-class lady.
You must know that the third class of gentlemen is those who are ministers and officials but have not yet reached the government. Only their mothers and wives can be named gentlemen.
That Li Gefei is no more than a sixth-grade official, Wailang!
It can be seen from this that Li Gefei's wife Jane is in the emperor's heart.
There were many officials in the court who criticized Li Gefei openly or covertly, but Li Gefei laughed it off and was proud of him.
It is the wife's ability to be stronger than him.
It's his ability to have such a wife.
So, why should we lose our balance because of other people's remarks?
However, Li Gefei still had a grudge against the Zhao family's marriage.
He came from Mr. Zizhan, who scorned Zhao Tingzhi's character.
However, it happened that Zhao Mingcheng couldn't find any dissatisfaction with him now.
In appearance, temperament, and virtue, they are indeed a good match.
So, in the days before Li Qingzhao's wedding, Li Gefei was sometimes happy that Qingzhao had found a good match, and sometimes worried about everything that might happen in the future.
April, 1101 AD.
The spring breeze blows ten miles away, and the city is full of prosperity.
There are green shades on the shore, clear water and blue sky.
One clear and breezy day was the wedding of Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng.
Men wear crimson and women wear green, which is both solemn and sacred, as well as warm and festive.
Zhao Mingcheng stood on top of the tall horse. With his crimson red face, he looked more and more like a gentleman on the road. If you look closely, you will find that his hand holding the horse rope can't stop trembling slightly.
It was the joy of getting what he wanted, he finally got the woman he had been dreaming about since he was young.
It wasn't until the couple bowed to each other that the unreality in Zhao Mingcheng's heart dissipated slightly.
There were flowers and candles in the wedding room, and before Li Qingzhao could feel shy, he saw Zhao Mingcheng, who was supposed to be entertaining the guests, pushing the door open with red eyes.
The hijab was lifted, and hot tears fell on the shoulders.
Li Qingzhao froze, reached out and gently poked Zhao Mingcheng's arm, and said in a rare soft voice, "But you have been wronged?"
Zhao Mingcheng shook his head and said nothing, just holding Li Qingzhao and crying silently.
Li Qingzhao:......
Can she say that she really can't empathize with him?
Because, wrapped in the strong aroma of wine, she was drooling with greed.
Gradually, Zhao Mingcheng, who was resting on her shoulder, fell into a deep sleep.
Li Qingzhao:!?(_;?
It was truly a unique wedding night with flowers and candles.
Her husband cried so hard that he fell asleep, and then...
Then, she can drink...
She is not like her useless husband who cries until he is out of breath after three cups and two cups.
Zhao Mingcheng fell asleep: Useless husband?
After a dreamless night, Zhao Mingcheng looked at the red silk everywhere and the burned-out red candles, and his memory came back.
So, what did he do on the wedding night?
Although he had deliberately trained his drinking capacity, why did he still get drunk so fast last night? He was caught off guard and just wanted to hold Qingzhao and cry.
"clear……"
"Qingzhao, I..."
Zhao Mingcheng stumbled and didn't know how to explain.
On the contrary, Li Qingzhao inserted a hairpin into his bun and said casually, "My husband is quite cute when he is drunk."
