Quick Transmigration: Legendary Figures of the Ages

Chapter 158 After becoming the Wang family, her stepdaughter Qingzhao went to heaven ()

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"Don't worry about being a mother, just look at your wishes and that of your son."

As for being wronged?
Is it because she can't hold the knife anymore, or Li Gefei is drifting away.

There is one thing to say, in the Northern Song Dynasty, whether it was reconciliation or remarriage, it was not a shocking thing.

Don't you see, Song Zhenzong's Empress Liu and Song Renzong's Empress Cao are both married twice, and they both stand at the pinnacle of power.

Maybe, Li Gefei will have to rely on her in the future.

"Mother, let me think about it again."

Sunge smiled, but did not urge.

Under her upbringing, sister Zhao is young but has her own opinions. She just needs to let sister Zhao have no worries.

"Aniang, let's go to Bianliang City, Tokyo."

After pondering for a moment, Li Qingzhao spoke solemnly.

My dad lives in Bianliang all year round, and lives in two places with my mom.

All along, she has been Altena's good concubine, walking in Tokyo's ladies' circle as a virtuous wife.

I'm afraid that everyone only knows Li's concubine, not A Niang, who is a legitimate wife.

Her Jiji ceremony is a good opportunity for A Niang to take the initiative in front of everyone.

Even if A Niang is too lazy to fight, but A Niang's must be A Niang's.

Sunge smiled and nodded, "Then I will ask the housekeeper to write back to the capital."

Due to the abundance of time, Sun Ge did not rush directly to Bianliang after arranging various matters in Zhangqiu, but detoured to Jiangning.

This trip is only to see one person.

The Li Qingzhao siblings were not at all exhausted by the long journey, but were full of interest in the strange and novel environment.

Touring the mountains and rivers all the way, stop and go, enjoy the beautiful scenery, and expand business by the way. When we arrive in Jiangning, it will be another midsummer.

The summer is scorching hot, the wind doesn't know where to hide, the earth is like a steamer, the grass and trees hang their heads, and the cicadas keep screaming, which makes people feel more irritable.

Under the old tree, some people enjoy the cool.

By the lake, there are children playing.

It seems to be a rare comfort under the scorching sun.

In the hot weather, Li Qingzhao and his brother were also very tired, so they nestled in the small courtyard temporarily rented by Sunge to rest and cool off.

Holding an umbrella, Sunge walked aimlessly on the streets of Jiangning, feeling the noise beside him, slowly sketching in his mind what the person he wanted to see would look like at this moment.

Will it be eccentric, ice and snow smart?

Or young and mature, sleek and sophisticated?
Or is it upright and brave, with the heart of a child?
I don't know how many long streets she walked, but she still didn't have a clear outline in her mind, as if no matter which one it was, it was too weak.

He is still a child now.

Before seeing him, she seemed to have preconceived and labeled the child.

That's all, distracting thoughts disturb people's hearts, it's better to see them directly.

Sunge walked through the bustling and noisy long street, and turned into a small alley.

Beside the alley, there is an old but still vigorous ginkgo tree, with luxuriant branches and leaves growing interlacedly, leaving a shade for this midsummer.

In the wind, there is the sound of reading aloud from time to time, which is crisp and loud, and complements the old ginkgo tree that has become stronger for a long time.

It is inheritance and hope.

"Everyone's feelings are concealed, so they can't be suitable for the way. Most of them are selfish and use their wisdom..."

Sunge stamped his feet and listened quietly.

This is the "Book of Qualitative Definition" written by Cheng Hao in response to Zhang Zai's question "The characterization is not fixed, and it is still tired of foreign objects."

The so-called steadiness means steadiness in movement and steadiness in stillness; there is no general meeting, no inside or outside.

Selfishness is burdened by personal feelings, and it must not be clear and clear.

I have studied "Qualitative Book" since I was a child, but I have gone the opposite way to the sages.

Hateful, but also a pity.

Sunge sighed, followed the sound of reading and walked towards the depths of the alley.

Although the long alley is deep, it is not lonely and gloomy, but has a sense of vitality.

Presumably, in this private school, the blood of countless naive teenagers who have not been contaminated by worldly fame and fortune makes this deep alley full of vitality.

Knock lightly on the door, and the door opens.

Sunge nodded and smiled, stepped over the bluestone slab, stood beside the plum tree, looked at the young boy in the private school who was being questioned by his master from a distance through the window supported by wooden poles.

Dressed in a blue shirt, wearing a square scarf and hat, with a straight back and sitting upright, he has already seen the bearing and elegance of a literati for the first time.

"The heart of heaven and earth is the heart of all things."

The young boy, with a solemn and solemn expression, said firmly after contemplating.

Sunge was astonished, and his doubts grew.

These words have the charm of the four sentences of Hengqu.

"Qin family boss, very good, very good."

The old master stroked his beard and praised him a lot.

The eldest son of the Qin family is the person she is looking for.

In the face of praise, the young man is still humble and polite.

Sun Ge was puzzled, left the courtyard, stood outside the gate of the private school, and waited for the end of the lecture.

"Why study?"

Sunge stops the young man and speaks suddenly.

"The master once said that by reading, you can understand the vastness of the world, understand the changes of the past and the present, and understand the principles of dealing with things."

"But I want to take the imperial examination to become an official." The young man frowned slightly, took a step back, and replied patiently.

Sunge raised his eyebrows, but was honest, "Why do you want to become an official?"

"I want to brighten my family, I want to study hard, I want to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country, I want to punish the evil and promote the good to relieve the people's worries."

What the young man said was simple and plain, both frank and sincere.

"Can this determination be changed?"

The young man was silent for a long time, "No."

"Loyalty to the emperor and serve the country comes first, and glory to the ancestors comes later."

"May you remember what you said today." Sunge turned sideways to get out of the way.

She sincerely hoped that this young boy could remember what he said today.

If you study hard, even if you are an extremely powerful minister in the future, you will not forget your original intention.

It is his personal luck, and it is also the blessing of Song Dynasty.

The young man glanced at Sunge and left in a hurry.

Strange woman!

Weird question!

To study is to become an official, which is the long-cherished wish of most literati in the world.

It was not his wish to become a great Confucianist like in the book and go back to the mountains and forests.

To be an official, you must be upright.

Unquestionable answer, no need to ask.

The young man shook his head while walking.

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As the sun set, the heat in the air dissipated a little, and it was no longer so hot.

Along the way, Sunge bought some snacks that Li Qingzhao and Li Hui's siblings liked, and of course she was not left behind.

Ahem, whoever suffers can't suffer himself.

Back in the leased courtyard, Li Qingzhao was painting the grand scenery of Jiangning under the shade of lights.

Not only Jiang Ning, but everything along the way is written by sister Zhao.

There are paintings, essays, and poems. Maybe in time, I can write a detailed and interesting travelogue.

The premise is that you have to walk, not live in a city.

"Auntie, can you make your wish?"

Li Qingzhao put down his brush, his vermilion lips parted slightly, his teeth were still bright white under the candlelight.

This road seems to follow the heart, but in fact the purpose is clear.

In other words, the purpose of A Niang's detour was always Jiang Ning.

(End of this chapter)