Faced with Cheng Su's doubts, Wu Xi did not explain, but smiled slightly and continued to tell the story of Wu Yan's woman. In fact, although Wu Yan was extremely ugly, he was naturally intelligent and extremely talented, and was also a very talented female politician. After he seriously criticized King Xuan of Qi for only playing games with beautiful women, listening to the music of the treacherous ministers, King Xuan of Qi was very moved when he heard this, and decided to "stop the female music and refusal to flattery" and put Wu Yan into the palace.

However, Wu Yan looked so ugly that she was not favored by King Xuan of Qi, which hurt her very much. Until one Mid-Autumn night, the moonlight was melting and the osmanthus was fragrant. Such a beautiful night, but she was full of worries and depressed. At this time, King Xuan of Qi was also playing in the palace. Seeing Wu Yan under the moon very beautiful, his love came to his heart and made her queen. With Wu Yan's assistance, King Xuan of Qi stopped the banquet and eliminated his slanderous ministers, strengthened the army and the national treasury. These series of measures to strengthen the country made Qi rise rapidly and flourish for a while.

This story sounds a bit absurd. How could a woman enter the palace at will? It also aroused doubts from others, but Wu Xi's explanation is also convincing, because in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, annexation and invasion, one after another, and in today's words, it is "economic competition". The "people-oriented idea" in various countries is very popular. A commoner can also ask for the monarch without any scruples, express his wishes, and make suggestions on the national policy guidelines.

It is also in this political environment that Wu Yan cares about national affairs and often learns current affairs and politics. Although he is ugly in appearance, he can remedy his moral cultivation, his academic cultivation, his observation of facts, and his moral courage. Over time, he has a rich foundation. Therefore, in the first meeting, he can hit the current problems and speak freely, which shocked King Xuan of Qi.

The Wu Yan Girl has also become a typical representative figure of the ages of "the sea cannot be measured, and people cannot be seen in appearance". The story of "Worshiping the Moon without salt" was interpreted by later generations as inner beauty is more important than external beauty, and talent is more important than beauty. It is also interpreted as Mid-Autumn Festival girls worshiping the moon, which will have the effect of "looking like Chang'e and face like the bright moon", which has become the origin of the custom of worshiping the moon. Therefore, Wu Xi also relates to the emperor's poems that do not mention the moon, but have a great relationship with the moon.

As for the Sutu girl, the woman who is also from "Biography of Women: Qi Sutu girl", she was from Dongguo, Qi during the Warring States Period. She was smart and wise, with a dignified appearance. She had a sarcoma on her neck, so she was called Sutu girl. Because she was a business of picking mulberry all day long, she was also called "Sanmu Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry Picking Mulberry P

The Su Tu girl also met King Qi, but she was King Qi Min, the son of King Xuan of Qi. Sangyuan has always been a holy place for love in ancient times, and many stories have happened. Seeing the king's car coming, the people working near the Sangyuan stopped, crowded on both sides of the road, tiptoed, and longed to see the leader's style.

There were even well-informed girls who thought it was a good opportunity to be favored by the king, so they applied makeup early, combed their hairpins, put on the most beautiful clothes, arranged on both sides of the road, and flirted with their heads and eyes flying around. At this time, the King of Qi found that one person did not follow the crowd and came to see my style. On the contrary, he stood alone in the mulberry garden and picking mulberry leaves.

So the father and son encountered the same thing. After Su Tu Nu's big talk, King Min of Qi couldn't help but applaud. He was an ambitious king, but now he succeeded to the throne, and was about to cheer up and make great achievements. Seeing Su Tu Nu's extraordinary spirit, he couldn't help but feel respect. Looking back on his former father, King Xuan of Qi, was once indulged in drinking and sex, and because of marrying the virtuous Zhonglichun, the country was able to flourish when she helped Qi. Even my position as a prince was established by Zhonglichun's advice!

History is always similar. King Min of Qi followed his father to bring Su Tu girl into the palace, and was also mocked by other concubines. Faced with the ridicule of beauties, Su Tu girl remained calm, and the Yao, Shun, Jie and Zhou in ancient times all taught them a lesson. King Min of Qi was educated to rectify officials in the court, appoint talents, and strictly examine the abilities of officials at all levels.

Even the 300-person blew-playing band left by his father, King Xuan of Qi, investigated one by one, forcing the famous "small-filled" Mr. Nan Guo to roll up the bedding and slip away. Not long after, the princes who were in awe went to pay their respects to him. After internal rectification, the national strength of Qi increased greatly. He defeated Chu in the south at Chongqiu, defeated the Three Jins in Guanjin in the west, and made an appointment to attack the strong Qin, help destroy Zhongshan, defeat the Song State, expand the territory for more than a thousand miles, and shocked the country...

"Miss Wu is really knowledgeable and talented, and today he is also working hard and contributing to the lantern festival. I will give this jade pendant to the girl!" Wu Xi interpreted the poem "his own", which not only dispelled everyone's doubts, but also clarified his own point of view. This made Zhao Bing very impressed. You should know that "Biographies of Women" are a must-read text for ladies in this era, so everyone here should know it, but no one can connect it with his poetry. This is the gap in realm!

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Wu Xi stepped forward and took the jade pendant that the little emperor had untied from the jade belt with both hands, and bowed deeply.

"No gifts, I should thank you for working hard for me for a long time!" Zhao Bing raised his hand and said, but his eyes swept across his face. Although Wu Xi was facing a smile, he still maintained a neither humble nor arrogant expression. But when he looked at the others, there were both envious and heartbroken people, he sighed that he didn't expect it. Cheng Su pursed her lips and was crying without tears. Her limelight was snatched away again. The winning titles he had just won now seem to be as good as the one in Wu Xi's hand. I think the opportunity was given by him.

"How dare I thank you!" Wu Xi said softly after hearing this, "Your Majesty secretly helped me, so I have not lost my face. Naturally, I deserve to thank you!"

"Is there any? I have never helped the girl!" Zhao Bing waved his hand and said in surprise, refusing to admit it.

"Whether your Majesty is intentional or unintentional, I should have thanked you." Seeing that the little emperor refused to admit it, Wu Xi just smiled slightly and did not delve into it.

"Miss Wu, the moon is already in the sky, let's give up the lantern festival!" Zhao Bing thought about it and said.

"I obey the order. When everyone goes back to the lake to set up the boat lights, your Majesty can join in the fun." Wu Xi nodded and said with politeness.

"Okay, I will go!" Zhao Bing agreed with a smile, but he fell into deep thought as he looked at Wu Xi's back as he called the girls to leave. He quoted a masterpiece from unknown predecessors and took the opportunity to express his attitude.

Zhao Bing is no exception when the hero is sad to pass the beauty. He knows that a woman with tender skin and beautiful skin can be loved by every smile. And there are many people who bow under her pomegranate skirt, bow down to her, and willingly devote themselves to her wisdom and loyalty for her to help. In this way, there is no need to work hard to improve their morals and practice, nor do they have to deliberately restrain themselves with words and actions. As long as you use tenderness, laziness, bewitching, helplessness and other effortless techniques, you can firmly grasp a man's heart, so that you can get everything you want with beauty. This is always a shortcut.

An ugly woman, whose appearance cannot attract men, can only encourage her own character and enrich her connotation. In addition, she has worked hard to make endless sacrifices and dedication, and does her best to help men succeed in their careers in order to gain their respect and repayment love. Just like Wuyan and Xi Shi, one is extremely ugly and the other is extremely beautiful, which is simply incomparable. But the story of the ugly woman Wuyan can be passed down through the ages, making many ancient beauties beyond the reach of the world. The meaning of the meaning is that derby appearance is important, and Zhao Bing also expressed his thoughts through this...

On the Mid-Autumn Night, the sky is as blue as water, the moon is as bright as a mirror, and the lake water is like a mirror, reflecting each other. In addition, the lanterns lit by the lake reflect the lake, which is beautiful and beautiful. At this moment, the beautiful lambs, the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace also put them into the lake with lit sheepskin water lamps, and drifted to the center of the lake under the breeze. For a moment, the lake was covered with thousands of lamps, and the lights were flashing like stars in the sky.

It is said that the main purpose of the Mid-Autumn Festival water lanterns in the eyes of the Song people was to welcome the arrival of the Jiang Shen. Zhao Bing thought that this might be Qu Mei's move and prayed that it would not bring disaster to people, not just for viewing. And tonight, everyone put the water lanterns more on it to pray for their own favor, to be able to enter the harem, and become a concubine above ten thousand people!

It was midnight now, the weather was getting colder and the bright moonlight covered the earth. Zhao Bing wandered by the lake for a long time and felt a sense of desolation. Thinking about it, he had been in the world for ten years, and he knew that it was almost impossible to return to his previous life, but he still had reluctance and concern for that world. He hoped that one day the "Tian Thunder" would land and send him back.

But now, Zhao Bing looked at the girls who were on the lakeside, Wang De, who was with him, Chen Dun, who was following him, and looked at the villa shrouded in the moonlight, where there were the queen mother who cared for him, the teachers who cared for him and many wise ministers and generals... and this became his new concern. He was now open to power. This was a double-edged sword, which not only hurts others, but also hurts himself, making him anxious, uneasy, worried about gains and losses, and wanders in the psychological contradictions of indulgence and self-discipline, loyalty and betrayal, conscience and conspiracy.

Therefore, Zhao Bing felt that although he was surrounded by him, he was the loneliest person. In this world, no one knew his past, and no one could express his feelings; while he was in a high position, his words and deeds were noticed by others. Often, people tried to guess the saint's intentions, so that he should be cautious in his words and actions in the deep palace; he should be careful when discussing matters with court officials, considerately and take a proper role; even if he chose a private matter like the queen, he would not dare to easily reveal his tendencies, so as not to be taken advantage of by those who were interested.

He dared not speak freely when he had something to say, and could not express his sorrow and sorrow. He raised his hands and feet and was cautious, which made Zhao Bing think that he had been imprisoned by Zhang Wushi's wall. After arriving in Lin'an, this feeling was even better. Looking at the bright moon in the night sky, its brilliance covered the brilliance of the surrounding stars, as if he was the only one. But who knew that it was just a use of the light of the sun and the short-term gift of the earth? In fact, it was just a poor guy who was imprisoned by the gravity of the earth.

"The water is filled with the moon and spring is not old. How high is the water? How high is the moon? How high is the moon? Thousands of years have water for thousands of years, and thousands of years are strong for thousands of years." The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, making Zhao Bing feel even more lonely and unbearable. At this time, a vaguely sound of singing came suddenly. He turned around and saw under a osmanthus tree not far from the lake. Li Sanniang looked at the moon and sang in a low voice. She thought that she was also thousands of miles away from home, alone in this environment without friends, and had to be careful, for fear of angering others, and she couldn't help but think of the Mid-Autumn Festival in her hometown.

"The moon is full of red and osmanthus spring will not grow old, and Brother Nong's affection is higher than the sky. The stones are soaked in a hundred years and will not rot, and the golden chrysanthemums and ten thousand years of peaches." Zhao Bing has lived in Qiongzhou for a long time and knows that this is a mountain song sung by local slang people. The lyrics do not need to have strict rhymes like poems, but they are more like limericks and rumors, but they are catchy and come out at will, which is a way to express emotions. He also feels something for a while and then sings it duet.

"Don't say that the aunt has no ability, and outsiders know it but not inside. She has the heart to keep the moon until the fifteenth day of the moon, and the full moon will finally wait for him!" Although Li Sanniang was surprised when she heard the little emperor singing, she was secretly happy in her heart and immediately came to the song.

"Who will destroy the love between mandarin ducks? Mandarin ducks complain about the trouble. The sky collapses and the earth collapses, and they will continue to fall, and they will accompany you for thousands of years." Zhao Bing recited poems and essays by copying, but it was okay to miss a few mountain songs. I just don't know if the masters knew whether he would vomit blood after applying what he had learned to this. He didn't need to think too much about it.

"One stone is flattened, two are flattened, and my brother sits on the side. The stone is not a thousand years old, so I wait for my brother to sit on the side for a thousand years." At the banquet and lantern festival, Li Sanniang did not sing a word, but at this time she opened her voice and had a harmony with the little emperor, and her voice was not inferior to any of the girls.

"The moon is bright in the sky, the sea is only at the bottom. There are only candles and fires in the home, and only girls are smart in the world." Zhao Bing knew that the straightforward lyrics in this song must be rebellious to the scholars of the erotic and will be unceremoniously attributed to the range of erotic lyrics and erotic songs, but he wanted to vent his depression, throw the possible retribution behind his mind, and let it go. At the end of the song, he sang again without hesitation, regardless of the surprise gazes around him.
Chapter completed!