"What a man to join the army in place of his father! He is filial and loyal!"
At the end of a story with ups and downs, Li Xiaogong couldn't help but shout sincerely, with admiration on his face!
Li Qingtang stood in awe, his eyes full of light!
With a deep voice, Qing Sheng sighed to herself: "I was born to be Hua Mulan!"
What Tang Sufan didn't know was that from this moment on, Hua Mulan became Li Qingtang's lifelong idol.
And Cheng Chumo, you idiots, look at me, I look at you...
I thought to myself, is there really such a arrogant woman?
Cheng Chumo couldn't help but muttered: "Good guy, who can marry such a woman and bring her home?"
Several people's faces darkened. This idiot Cheng was really the mood-killer...
Under Li Qingtang's murderous gaze, Cheng Chumo quickly shut up.
Tang Sufan chuckled and shrugged, slowly watching the reactions of the people around him, although there was a lot of discussion about the existence of Hua Mulan in the historical circles.
But it does not affect the character of Hua Mulan becoming a household name and the spirit of the story is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people~
If Hua Mulan is the role model for women among the people, then Princess Pingyang Zhao, who has only been deceased for a few years in the Tang Dynasty, should be the role model for women in the royal family.
However, although Li Xiuning was a military genius, he was Li Tang's helper.
However, the history books say that firstly, there is a theory that Li Shimin interfered in recording Li Jiancheng's legacy, and secondly, after the capture of Chang'an, the name of Princess Pingyang Zhao no longer existed, so I don't know if it was a taboo in Li and Tang Dynasties.
Besides, this is Chunlou here, so the occasion is wrong. Secondly, Li Xiaogong himself didn’t mention it here, and it was impossible for Tang Sufan to mention it.
Besides, Princess Pingyangzhao is known to everyone, and if you don’t know, you don’t know. It’s not good to say too much, and don’t say anything if you say too little.
Let’s talk about folklore, and it’s best not to violate certain taboos.
After talking about Hua Mulan, Tang Sufan wanted to talk about Mu Guiying again, but after thinking about it, he was not ready to go on.
From the looks of it, the atmosphere has become lively, and the poem must have started.
Secondly, forget about talking about gender equality in this place. In this day and age, it’s better to talk less about it.
Just talk and have fun occasionally. If he meets some pedantic scholar or old master, he won't be able to take advantage of it...
And on the other side of the hall.
A young man in a green robe and a few friends were having a drink and chatting.
This person was none other than Song Yingcai, who had regarded Tang Sufan as a thorn in his side at the Qinghe Garden Poetry Festival.
From time to time, everyone looked at the opera singer on the stage with an 'elegant' smile, drinking and chatting.
"Mr. Song, isn't that Tang Sufan from last time?"
At this time, someone quickly greeted Song Yingcai who was drinking.
Song Yingcai put down his wine glass and looked over with squinted eyes.
Then he frowned, slapped the table, and said harshly: "It's true that we are enemies!"
"What's wrong Yingcai?"
At this time, a tall young man with a square face next to him asked.
"That's the businessman who stood out at the last poetry meeting. He's so arrogant! I've been trying to find him to give him a name these past few days, but I just couldn't find him! I didn't expect to meet him here today!"
After hearing this, the broad-faced man said with a serious expression.
…
"Oh? That's it! In the past few days, his reputation as the 'little poetry fairy' has become very popular. I heard that the plaque at the entrance of our Hongwen Hall was changed because of one of his words!"
Song Yingcai raised the corners of his mouth, glanced at the few elite soldiers and generals around him, and snorted coldly.
"Hmph, my cousin and the eight talented people from your Hongwen Hall are all here today! You must give him a good look!"
Song Yingcai's cousin said proudly: "Don't worry, what qualifications does a mere businessman have to point fingers? Today, I will not only let him compare his poems with shame, but after the poem competition, I will teach him a lesson!"
But a few people around him just echoed a few times with a slightly guilty conscience.
After all, they had also read the poems presented at the poetry meeting that day, and it seemed that the level was not within their reach.
However, Song Yingcai is a rich man today. Anyone who can deal with this idiot should do so~
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In a wing room decorated with curtains on the third floor of Chunxin Pavilion.
There was a woman sitting alone by the window, looking at the slowly darkening scenery in the distance of Chang'an City, feeling a little lost.
A lilac gauze skirt covers her delicate body, her figure is curvy, and a small mole on her lip embellishes this pretty face.
The woman's eyes are like water, and her eyebrows tremble slightly, implying a different kind of sadness, which makes people look at her with pity~
At this time, Yin Qiaoer walked in.
Looking at the lost woman, he gently touched her shoulder...
The woman's delicate body trembled...
After finding out it was Yin Qiaoer, he came back to his senses.
The two women were speechless for a moment.
After the two women were silent for a while, the woman slowly said: "Qiao'er, do you think this is the fate of women like us?"
Yin Qiaoer was silent for a while, and then slowly replied: "Maybe...women like us, after all, it is impossible to really find a man that we like and spend the rest of our lives with."
"yes……"
The woman sighed, and then seemed not to want to be hurt anymore. She forced her expression, gently held Yin Qiaoer's hand, and asked.
"That day
^0^You said you found your brother, do you recognize him now? "
Yin Qiaoer smiled softly and said softly: "I found it, but it's a pity that we don't have the chance to recognize each other in this life..."
The woman frowned and asked, "Does King Yan know about it? As far as I know, King Yan still suspects that the secret was in your adoptive father's and adoptive mother's house."
A hint of determination appeared on Yin Qiaoer's face: "This is what I'm worried about, but let's leave it at that for now. Prince Yan probably won't know..."
"I hope so. You must take good care of yourself in the future~"
"Sister Meiyu, have you really decided to leave?"
Su Meiyu chuckled, feeling a little relieved and a little lonely.
"Yes, my sister is already old and has no value anymore. It's time to go..."
Yin Qiaoer was silent. She knew that the fate of others like Sister Meiyu was probably just like this.
And it’s relatively good…
And she knew the details of Chunxin Pavilion and could walk out of here safely, even if she was just a tool.
That is already a way to make a living.
"How is Hua Yun doing lately? Are you still causing trouble for you?"
"It's okay. My sister is leaving anyway. From now on, she will be the number one actress. She has been much quieter recently."
…
A hint of shame appeared on Yin Qiaoer's face, and she said softly: "I'm sorry, Sister Meiyu, that Huayun is a member of King Yan, so I can't interfere..."
Su Meiyu smiled softly, then frowned and said softly: "Don't worry, sister knows, and you must be careful about King Yan in the future. You should be able to see the situation in the world clearly. If you can get out in time, That’s the best!”
Yin Qiaoer's beautiful eyes also looked out, looking gentle and desolate.
"Sister Meiyu, you know that Prince Qin's Palace harmed my parents back then, and now it's impossible for me to really get out... If..."
"If anything happens to me in the future, please ask Sister Meiyu to take care of my younger brother..."
Su Meiyu looked at Yin Qiaoer's expression and did not try to comfort her. She turned around and patted her shoulder lightly.
She knew that the fate of people like them was often beyond their control...
"Where is your brother from?"
"My brother's name is Tang Sufan, and he lives in Jinghe Village. If I get involved with him in the future, I hope my sister can protect him~"
Su Meiyu pondered slightly: "Tang Sufan..."
Then something came to mind.
"Isn't that the little poetry fairy from the last poetry meeting?"
Yin Qiaoer smiled so much that the flowers turned pale.
"Sister Meiyu knows?"
The only person who can make her feel truly happy is her brother Tang Sufan...
"Although you didn't say it last time, the sisters in Chunxin Pavilion have all sighed. Mother Chun also mentioned it, saying that she wanted this little poetry fairy to write two poems for our pavilion, but we haven't found anyone yet. That’s all…”
"That's true. Brother Fan's literary talent is indeed excellent. I was also shocked last time..."
Maybe she didn't want her sisters to be miserable with her, so Su Meiyu laughed teasingly: "I heard from my sisters that Tang Sufan is quite handsome. He is indeed Qiaoer's younger brother~"
Yin Qiaoer smiled warmly and replied politely: "No, Brother Fan can only be said to be handsome and unmarried, and he cannot be regarded as a handsome man."
Su Meiyu:. . . . . .
Qiaoer, you have changed...
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(End of chapter)
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I like The First Happy King of the Tang Dynasty
Dear, this chapter is finished, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^
