April in the world is full of fragrance, catkins are flying, and rivers are flowing, carrying the warmth of spring.

Yu Xuanji, who was only eleven years old, looked at the elegant man in front of him with curiosity in his eyes.

The man smiled and said, "My name is Wen Feiqing. I heard that your poems are very good. How about I give you a test?"

Yu Youwei showed no fear. She was still a little girl and said in a soft and waxy voice, "You just take the test."

Wen Feiqing smiled, his eyes wandering around, and the flying catkins were embedded in his hair. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Why don't we write a poem with the title 'Riverside Willow'."

"Okay." Yu Youwei, a small girl, stood side by side with him, blowing the spring breeze by the river, thinking for a moment, and within five minutes, she began to recite poetry.

The poems floated to the two people behind her word by word, and Duan Chaosheng praised her: "She is indeed a talented woman from Chang'an. At that time, her song "Flowers of Willows by the River" shocked the world, and Wen Feiqing even accepted her as her apprentice on the spot."

Chu Hanxing guessed that the method to break the formation was in it, so he changed the phantom formation and used the ghost power of the person who set up the formation to go back in time and find the eye of the formation.

As soon as Duan Chaosheng finished speaking, Wen Feiqing was shocked and moved towards her talent: "Youwei, you can write such amazing poems at a young age. Your talent is so high that many people can't match it. Why don't you become my apprentice and I will teach you how to write poems?"

how?"

Yu Youwei agreed, and from then on, the two of them kept in contact.

Chu Hanxing and Duan Chaosheng watched quietly as they talked about poetry and Taoism, warmed wine and made tea, visited famous mountains and rivers, and met literati and scholars.

This is the past. No one can see Chu Hanxing and Duan Chaosheng, and they can't interfere. It's like a scene in a movie. The only thing they can do is to quietly be moviegoers.

When Yu Youwei was a child, she lived with her mother in Pingkangli. Her mother made a living by washing clothes for people, and Wen Feiqing often gave out money to support her, and gossip inevitably spread around her.

"Mr. Lang is here to see Xiao Youwei again." The woman next door said with a smile.

Wen Feiqing looked calm and said, "Yes."

He walked straight into the courtyard, and the woman next door whispered: "Did he fall in love with Xiao Youwei's mother?"

"She is an old woman, what kind of beauty can attract such a talented man?" Another woman winked, "She is so young and beautiful that she is so beautiful that I am moved by her! Do you think he can't be moved by her?"

The girl next door covered her mouth and exclaimed: "They are not teachers and students... Oh, they are still more than thirty years old, how can this be done!"

"Who knows."

The two talked about poetry in the courtyard for a while. Yu Youwei sent her to the entrance of the courtyard and turned around after Wen Feiqing's back disappeared around the corner of the street.

The women in Pingkangli were all in a romantic place, and with the openness of the Tang Dynasty, their discussions were not too taboo, and even became more private. Yu Youwei inevitably heard some words about her and Wen Feiqing.

Her cheeks were slightly red, and she ran home quickly. After a while, she was combing her hair by the water. After combing, she held her face in her hands and stared at her reflection in the water mirror. For a long time, she laughed out loud.

The two of them stood beside her. Chu Hanxing looked at her smile and said lightly: "She is tempted."

When her mother called her, she came to her senses, poured out the water, and ran away from the two of them. Duan Chaosheng said: "She is only eleven or twelve years old. At the age when she is in elementary school now, future generations say that she and Wen Feiqing were the children of me."

Unborn."

Chu Hanxing raised his head and glanced at the sky: "She has lost her father since she was a child. Wen Feiqing's appearance made her feel love. Her love for him may not be pure."

"That's right." Duan Chaosheng answered, "Wen Feiqing gave her a lot of help, taught her poetry, cared for her, and helped the family without asking for anything in return. This is equivalent to taking on the responsibilities of a father. Psychologically, she has lacked father's love since she was a child.

When people grow up, it is easy for them to find a partner who is older than themselves and whose personality is somewhat similar to their father's."

Chu Hanxing stepped into the room, "At her age, coupled with the environment she lives in, she has been insecure since she was a child and has a precocious personality. It is not easy for orphans and widowed mothers in this era. Maybe she wants to find someone to rely on for herself."

Whether materially or emotionally, Wen Feiqing is currently the most suitable candidate for her. This may be a bit utilitarian, but this unequal relationship is destined to be complicated.

A girl's feelings are always poems. Yu Youwei wrote down the poems and sent them to Wen Feiqing, then waited anxiously.

The confession in poetry was too affectionate and too heavy. Wen Feiqing did not dare to accept it and could not accept it.

Chu Hanxing didn't know what Wen Feiqing was thinking, but he should indeed refuse.

A teacher is someone who imparts knowledge and solves doubts. Yu Youwei is young, so if the two of them are together, Wen Feiqing, who is the teacher, will be suspected of being a seduce in the eyes of outsiders no matter what.

The red candle sheds tears, and the beauty lies on the desk crying.

The scene turned to Chongzhenguan where new scholars gathered.

The spring breeze was so proud that horses were hoofed, and they saw all the flowers in Chang'an in one day. It was the moment of pride, and they rushed to write poems and write down their thoughts on the wall.

Yu Youwei snorted coldly, "That means women can't take the scientific examination."

With a face full of arrogance, she wrote on the wall, "I hate myself in my poems, but I am envious of my name on the list." Everyone was shocked.

Chu Hanxing smiled lightly: "Wen Feiqing is known as Wenbacha in the imperial examination room. Yu Youwei studied under him, so she should be arrogant."

Duan Chaosheng also laughed: "Her "Selling Broken Peonies" is indeed proudly written."

It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time.

The scene changed again. Wen Feiqing brought Yu Youwei to Li Yi, the new top scholar. Li Yi obviously had a crush on her and wanted to make her his concubine.

Yu Youwei's eyes were red and her lips were trembling. Wen Feiqing said helplessly: "A woman will get married eventually."

"Teacher...I'm going to marry you." Her voice was strong and disappeared as soon as the wind blew.

If a woman in this era does not marry, what else can she do?

Duan Chaosheng analyzed it objectively: "Li Yi is the number one scholar and has also obtained an official position, which can be regarded as very good conditions for Yu Youwei. Wen Feiqing is very thoughtful and allows her to get married. She has someone to rely on, so she doesn't have to

Even if he starves to death, he can leave her with peace of mind."

After Yu Youwei got married, Wen Feiqing indeed broke off contact with her.

Yu Youwei looked unwilling, and Chu Hanxing's eyebrows were a little cold: "This is very cruel to her. A talented woman will just get married in the end."

Duan Chaosheng: "Wen Feiqing is not selfish. He is her teacher and he arranged a marriage for her. She wants her to get married and she can't refuse."

"She is not willing to marry."

In a patriarchal society, she had no right to choose. What oppressed her was not only etiquette and rules, but also an era of feudal confinement.

A small pink sedan chair was carried in from the side door of Li's house, and from then on Yu Youwei became Li Yizhi's concubine.

Although there are a series of name stories, she is always followed by Li Yi's concubine on Baidu Encyclopedia today.

Yu Youwei was beautiful and talented, so Li Yi doted on her very much. She had been deprived of love since she was a child and fell in love with her, mistakenly thinking that this was love.

Until one day Li's wife Pei came to the door, showing the majesty of the main family.

She said: "Yu Youwei, I am his wife."


Chapter completed!