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Zhao Mingcheng: Gambling books are pouring tea, Li Qingzhao: At that time, only Taoism was commonplace

author:Broken teeth

"Gambling books are pouring tea, and at that time, only taoism was commonplace." It has been two days since Zhao Mingcheng returned, and Li Qingzhao learned yesterday that her husband Zhao Mingcheng was a fugitive who abandoned the city and abandoned the people and abandoned the army, and she had not closed her eyes for two days. At this moment, her heart was cold and dark, and she did not know how to treat her husband in the future. Originally, it was indeed a joy for her husband to be able to return from the battlefield, but her husband is now a deserter, a deserter who is greedy for life and afraid of death, a deserter who abandons the city people, just like the shame of an ancient woman soaking a pig cage!

Li Qingzhao, who was half leaning on the railing, had a sad face, but gently murmured, "The gambling book is so fragrant that it is only common at that time" "Mother, you should quickly find your father-in-law to help me!" Although I am a deserter, I am all for you, I have seen countless soldiers fall, I am afraid that I will also fall, I will never see you again! Betting on books, pouring tea, our bits and pieces, I really don't want to give up. ”

Li Qingzhao froze, "Why don't I think about gambling on books to consume the aroma of tea, how can I want you to wrap the body of Ma Ge back, as your wife, I still love you and respect you, after all, everyone is greedy and afraid of death, even today's saints are no exception." But as a literati woman of the Great Song Dynasty, I could not tolerate it at all, my husband was a deserter, and in my heart, my husband was a great hero, his white robe stained with the blood of the enemy, holding a nine-foot long halberd, fresh clothes and angry horses, and collecting fifty continents. ”

"Born as a master, dead as a ghost." We should have been born fearless, fighting to the end, only because we all have someone to protect.

"No," Li Qingzhao replied, looking up at Zhao Mingcheng's face like a crown jade, which seemed to be full of cowardice and obscenity at this time.

Zhao Mingcheng froze, and seemed to understand what was going on: "I have stepped on a high mountain and fallen into a low valley, both of which have benefited me a lot, but some of the lows can only be walked once, and it is difficult to climb back to the peak." ”

In his heart, he meditated on "Born as a master, and died as a ghost."

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