Me, traitor!Convincing people with virtue stunned the empress

Li Shishi nodded, a smile appeared on his pretty face.

"Young master, don't worry, Shishi knows it well."

"Shishi has increased the weight of the "Big Weekly", and the content has also increased, covering news, entertainment, etc., enough to attract people with different tastes."

Yang Yi praised: "Your sense of smell is quite keen. It seems that there is nothing wrong with entrusting the "Da Zhou Bao" to you!"

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

"However, I see that you were frowning just now, did you encounter any problems?"

Li Shishi was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect his young master to observe so carefully.

She pursed her lips and said, "Master, you really have eyes like a torch. Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that you haven't published poems in newspapers for a long time..."

"Nowadays, 'Yang Li' is quite well-known, and he managed to get a vest, so he can't just throw it away."

"Besides, Li Bai is also here for the young master. It's fine if the young master doesn't show up all the time. If he doesn't even publish a poem, it seems a bit unreasonable."

Yang Yi touched his chin, and he glanced at Li Shishi.

"So, you mean..."

Li Shishi coughed lightly and said: "I would like to ask you to write a poem... about melancholy!"

Yang Yi was taken aback, why did you order it?

It didn't seem like there were so many requirements before.

But he didn't think too much, and said casually: "You wait, I will write a poem 0.8 for you later."

Li Shishi was overjoyed, she said calmly: "Okay, young master."

She just said so much just to ask Yang Yi to write a poem for her.

The reason is naturally not the two points she just mentioned.

The real reason is actually...that female reader named "Li Yi'an" wrote to "Yang Li" again, and after expressing her admiration, she euphemistically mentioned that "Yang Li" has been around for a long time There are no new poems, and I want to taste the new words of "Yang Li".

This female fan also made a small request carefully.

Is it possible to write a poem about "sorrow".

Because this female fan named "Li Yi'an" doesn't seem to have experienced any ups and downs, and the words she wrote all feel a little "sorrowful for new words".

Therefore, "Li Yi'an" hoped that her idol "Yang Li" would write a poem for her to study.

It's hard for Li Shishi to refuse. Although she is talented, she thinks she is not as good as Yang Yi.

If you write lyrics by yourself, it is easy for "Li Yi'an" to see your flaws, so you simply come to ask Yang Yi, the real "Yang Li", to write lyrics for her.

It's just that she can't expose the fact that she "chat privately" with female fans using the "Yang Li" vest, so she found some reasons.

【97】Li Shishi used the vest "Yang Li" to care about Li Qingzhao!Caring big brother? !

After a stick of incense.

He didn't look at Yang Yi's handwriting, and smiled at Li Shishi.

"Here, take this word away..."

Li Shishi took a look, and a look of astonishment suddenly appeared in his beautiful eyes.

She parted her red lips lightly, and said leisurely:

"Walk up to the west building alone, the moon is like a hook."

"The Lonely Indus Deep Court Locks Qingqiu."

"Cutting constantly, the reason is still chaotic, it's parting sorrow."

"Don't have a general feeling in your heart."

Li Shishi's beautiful eyes sparkled with splendor.

She is also a talented woman with first-class appreciation skills.

This word is simply wonderful to the extreme!

An absolute masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!

Behind Yang Yi, Yang Yuhuan also had a shocked expression, her eyes full of admiration.

"Master, you are amazing!"

Yang Yi coughed lightly, and said with a smile: "I have something even stronger..."

Yang Yuhuan's glamorous beauty turned red, and she scolded, "Master~"

Master Li blinked his eyes.

"My lord, Shi Shi has not fully comprehended the essence of this poem. Why don't you stay here tonight and let me continue to explain in depth?"

Yang Yuhuan: "..."

This is clearly arguing with her.

Didn't you see that she was going to stay here tonight?

Yang Yuhuan hugged Yang Yi, pressing Yang Yi's arm tightly against her chest.

She said in a delicate voice: "Master~, you agreed to accompany me."

The corner of Yang Yi's mouth twitched, he coughed lightly and said, "Don't worry, come one by one."

..........

Song Guo.

Bianjing.

"Miss, there is another letter."

Hongying walked up to Li Qingzhao's side with a letter in her hand.

Li Qingzhao glanced at the thick envelope, feeling a little hopeful in his heart.

She quickly opened the envelope.

In addition to the letter, there is also a "Big Weekly".

Li Qingzhao raised his willow-like eyebrows slightly.

The "Great Weekly" she read on weekdays was bought from those traveling merchants.

After all, the latest "Great Weekly" is published in Luoyang.

Bianjing is too far away from Luoyang, so I can only buy it through other channels.

Why is there a "Big Weekly" in this envelope?

Could it be...?

Li Qingzhao pondered for a while, and suddenly understood the meaning of "Yang Li".

She opened the "Big Weekly" and took a look.

This is the latest issue of "Big Weekly", which published the words of "Yang Li".

"As expected." Li Qingzhao's eyes lit up.

Yang Li complied with her request and wrote a poem which was published in the "Da Zhou Bao".

And Yang Li knew that she was in Bianjing, so it was almost impossible to get in touch with the just-released "Big Weekly" in the first place.

So I simply sent a copy of the latest "Big Weekly".

Li Qingzhao muttered in his heart.

This gentleman named Yang Li is not only talented, but also very caring.

Her eyes fell on Yang Li's new words, and she just took a look, and her heart was shocked, and a look of surprise appeared on her pretty face.

Li Qingzhao's eyes seemed to be glued, unable to move away at all.

"Walk up to the west building alone, the moon is like a hook."

"The Lonely Indus Deep Court Locks Qingqiu."

"Cutting constantly, the reason is still chaotic, it's parting sorrow."

"Don't have a general feeling in your heart."

She chanted softly, her crystal clear eyes filled with surprise.

She has read poetry and books since she was a child, and she prides herself on being talented on weekdays, but she has a little pride in her heart.

Even many old-timers who have become famous in the Ci world cannot convince her.

However, right now, Yang Li's words really made her feel ashamed.

"This word can't be changed in one word, enough to be passed down through the ages as a masterpiece!"

"I don't know what kind of person this Yang Li is to write such a masterpiece!"

Li Qingzhao murmured while holding the "Big Weekly".

She admired "Yang Li" more and more.

Li Qingzhao pondered for a moment, then opened the letter in his hand as if remembering something.

She took a few glances, her face flushed slightly.

This "Yang Li" was modest in the letter, and praised her tireless efforts in the way of literature.

Li Qingzhao pursed her lips, picked up the pen and ink, thought for a while, and continued to write.

The daughter of an official's family seldom goes out frequently.

Therefore, apart from collecting some antiques, Li Qingzhao's daily hobby is reading.

Life was rather uneventful.

Suddenly a "Big Weekly" appeared in her peaceful and stable life, which broke her ordinary life.

She is young, just the age to explore new things.

In particular, this way of writing letters, exchanging poems, and complaining to each other about troubles aroused her great interest.

And the other party was a great talent that she admired.

Her motivation has never been higher.

after awhile.

Li Qingzhao stopped writing.

The red cherry next to him blinked.

"Miss, do you want to send a letter again?"

Li Qingzhao nodded, "Yes."

Hong Ying hesitated for a while, then said hesitantly: "Miss, you must be in love with this Yang Li who has never met before!"

She was Li Qingzhao's personal maid, and Li Qingzhao's affairs could not be hidden from her.

She has helped send letters several times, but her own lady has never shown such great interest in any man.

Li Qingzhao's pretty face blushed when she heard this, and she couldn't help but glared at Hongying.

"Bullshit!"

"I... I just ask him for advice on poetry!"

"Smelly girl, don't talk nonsense!"

Hong Ying pursed her lips, not daring to refute.

As a bystander, she doesn't look like much.

...........

Several days passed.

Luoyang.