"Hey, isn't this Lin Qianqian who said that everyone is equal and born free?"

"You said that slaves should be on an equal footing with the rest of us. What happened today? Why didn't you pull the slave next to you to sit down with you, but sat down on your own shamelessly?"

Zuo Si quickly opened a folding fan and walked over with a proud look.

After seeing this woman's shocking remarks before, he thought that this person was possessed by a ghost and that was why she was talking nonsense.

The crowd that was originally happily gathering around Lin Qianqian was interrupted by Zuo Si's words.

Lin Qianqian was neither hurried nor panicked, and glanced at him calmly.

She picked up the teacup in her hand, took a sip calmly in front of everyone, and then took another sip. She wanted to put the cup on the coffee table next to her, but Yuantong took it away.

She stood up and said, "This adult whose name I don't know."

As soon as these words came out, the people next to him burst out laughing.

Zuo Si suddenly felt ashamed. He didn't even recognize him!

Looking at the people around him, he felt helpless.

Lin Qianqian said, "The reason I said that before was to become famous."

"I know that ordinary prostitutes who speak ordinary words will never become famous. As everyone knows, prostitutes at the bottom of society are not qualified to choose their customers. They must receive customers regardless of whether they are old, weak, sick, tall, fat, or thin, or those who like violence and abuse. Only by becoming famous and being known by big shots can you get to know the powerful."

"And if I say something different, the prince will think I'm novel and will remember that there is someone like me in Baihua Tower."

"Besides, don't you all know me because of these shocking remarks?"

The others opened their eyes wide in surprise, then looked at each other in surprise as they suddenly realized what had happened.

"I see."

"This shocking statement made by Miss Lin was actually made just to become famous."

"So smart!"

Gu Huai looked at Lin Qianqian, pursed his lips, and had a complicated expression on his face. It was unknown what he was thinking.

Zuo Si raised his lips and waved his fan, "You had an argument with the prince on the street before, saying that Cheng Jiayao, who is about to marry into the family, is a mistress!"

"You said she was the third party, but you two are the true love, and you want to be together forever. Now, the prince has married Cheng Jiayao as his principal wife, what do you say?"

Lin Qianqian knew that this person was deliberately trying to embarrass her.

She took this opportunity to express her thoughts.

She said, "Of course the prince and his wife are a perfect match. I was born in a brothel, so I can't have the same noble status as the daughters of high-ranking officials and nobles."

"The so-called one life, one couple, is something I read in a book, written by a famous poet."

"This poem reads: One life, one generation, one pair, yet they are separated by two souls. Longing for each other but unable to meet, for whom is the spring? It is easy to beg for water at the Blue Bridge, but it is hard to run to the blue sea to get medicine. If you allow us to visit each other and drink at Oxford, we can forget our poverty when we are together."

"It expresses the poet's belief in love that he and his first wife could not live together, but could die together. He himself had four wives and a concubine."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked!

They all thought that the man who could say such affectionate words must be a great lover! He would only have one wife in his life and no other women.

When Lin Qianqian was reading the novel, she almost got stressed out when she saw these five words.

But now it seems that this poem was written by an ancient person.

Or maybe it's a man who does this to establish himself as an affectionate person.

After writing this poem while crying, he wiped away his tears and married two wives with a smile.

Over and over again, it is still the ancients criticizing the ancients. This is not some avant-garde thought that only modern people have, and the speech is not very advanced.

Moreover, modern people have affairs with their spouses, lovers with their spouses, and even pursue sexual freedom and liberation, so open that many people have long forgotten about their partners.

Zhu Youtang, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, had only one wife.

How could it be impossible for a couple to be together for a lifetime in ancient times?

But the probability is only 0.000001%.

What's more, a couple lives together for a lifetime, and this lifetime does not refer to a lifetime, but 30 years.

Lin Qianqian continued to tell the story: "The poet loved his wife, Lu, very much. However, after his wife gave birth to his son, her health deteriorated and she died soon after."

"As a little girl from a humble background, I envy the harmonious love between two people. I also want someone to treat me well so that I can bravely love others. That's why I always say this."

"But pursuit is pursuit after all, not reality. This is just a delusion of mine."

It turns out that she longed for someone else's love just because she hoped someone would be nice to her.

Those who laughed at Lin Qianqian’s weird remarks understood the origin of this sentence and also knew the story behind this poem.

The original prejudice disappeared completely after I learned the truth.

Lin Qianqian added, "The reason why a good story is a good story is because it is rare, and everyone yearns for unique beauty."

"Si Ma Xiangru had only one wife, Zhuo Wenjun, and that's why he wrote the immortal "The Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix"."

Whether it was Shi Hao, Lu Ji or the young monk Yuantong, all the literati who came to the gathering today looked at Lin Qianqian and understood what was in her mind.

Behind these words, there is actually such a humble plea for the man's love.

Zuo Si had nothing to say.

Suddenly I realized that I had a deep prejudice against Lin Qianqian.

He grabbed the handle of the fan, scratched the back of his neck, and said to Lin Qianqian with a smile: "So that's how it is. It seems there was some misunderstanding before."

"Ms. Lin, I'm late. I wonder if you can sing the song again?"

"I listened from a distance and it sounded very nice."

The purpose of coming to Yaji is to have fun.

There are girls performing their talents for free, why not listen?

Lin Qianqian didn't even look at Zuo Si, and said to Gu Huai, "Prince, we should go back."

Gu Huai grabbed her hand and said, "Well, Qianqian, let's go."

"Everyone, farewell."

"Oh...he really left like this," Zuo Si said reluctantly. Seeing other people coming to look at him after hearing the sound, he gave an awkward smile.

Shi Hao smiled, revealing his golden teeth. It was hard to tell whether he was mocking him or sympathizing with him for losing face in front of a woman. "This Miss Lin has a bad temper. She doesn't give you any face at all. Isn't this a slap in your face?"

Zuo Si felt even more embarrassed.

It was the first time he was ignored by a woman like this.

"Wait, Miss Lin - please stay -"

Zuo Si raised his head when he heard the voice and saw that it was Shi Hao who opened his hand and called out to Lin Qianqian.

"Ms. Lin, I was busy in the front yard just now and didn't hear this song. I wonder if you can sing it again?"

How could she not give face to the organizer, so Lin Qianqian readily agreed.

The woman was wearing a willow-yellow dress, standing gracefully in the center of the crowd, as fresh as a daffodil.

She sang in a long and melodious voice and in the soft Wu dialect, which made people's souls melt.

She was obviously singing the song seriously, but when I glanced over at me inadvertently, her bright eyes were as deep as the night sky and as mysterious as the lush cypress mountains.

There was a faint smile in her eyes as she sang with such concentration and seriousness, as if she had a heart full of love that she only wanted to express to you.

People are intoxicated by it inadvertently.

Zuo Si stood there in a daze until Lin Qianqian left.

When he came to his senses and looked around the crowd, he found that the person had left.

After returning to the Marquis' Mansion, Lin Qianqian reached out and touched her throat, feeling it was a little hoarse.

Fortunately, there are music apps and short videos on mobile phones. When I come across a song I like, I can play it on repeat all day long.

In this ancient time, if they wanted to play a song on repeat, they could only rely on their flesh voices.

In the evening, after the maids helped her wash up, Gu Huai hugged Lin Qianqian and couldn't wait to cover her lips, buried his head in her neck and bit her collarbone. He put his hand into her dress and stroked her smooth and white legs.

Suddenly, he grabbed her underwear in front of her chest with both hands and tore it open.

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