Circle of Words
I want to express my love but have no way to do so, so I draw a circle instead.
The words are outside the circle, but the heart is inside. The single circle is me, the double circle is you. You have me in your heart, and I have you in my heart.
The moon waxes and wanes, and the full moon waxes and wanes. A full moon represents reunion, and a half moon represents separation.
I circle you closely, you must know my intention closely. There is also countless longing for you, I circle you all the way to the end.
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"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Ouyang Qingqing looked up and saw that it was Chen Ge who took advantage of the time when she was looking at the bamboo paper and ran towards the gate of Ouyang Mansion, where her exclusive carriage was parked.
"You are cheating!" Ouyang Qingqing shouted angrily, carefully put away the bamboo paper, and then chased after Chen Ge.
The short shirt and pleated skirt look really good, but they affect the speed.
When Ouyang Qingqing walked to the front door, Chen Ge was whispering something to Chen Pingping.
"You're sensible..." Ouyang Qingqing wrinkled her pretty nose. Before she could say what she was thinking, she saw Chen Pingping got into the carriage, turned the car around, and headed towards Dongcheng District alone.
"I left in such a hurry this morning that I forgot to bring the ingredients for the Jade Maiden Peach Blossom Powder. I've asked Chen Pingping to go back and get them. He drives fast and should be able to reach the [Medical Clinic] with us by the same time." Chen Ge explained to Ouyang Qingqing calmly, then extended an invitation: "Where's your carriage? Let's go now."
The round-faced little maid's big eyes were filled with disbelief. How could someone be so shameless...
Ouyang Qingqing: ...
You ran out so fast just to find an excuse for yourself, do you think I would believe you? Humph, just walk on your own...
Facts have proven that women are always duplicity, especially when it comes to the person they love. If they say no, they mean yes, you know...
A moment later, Chen Ge sat on the brocade cushion in the corner of the carriage and carefully looked at Ouyang Qingqing's carriage. It had a canopy and window screens to prevent the prying eyes of people outside.
The interior of the carriage was comfortably decorated, with curtains hanging on all sides, a rosewood coffee table with a built-in fruit plate and tea, and a Ru kiln vase filled with freshly picked winter plums; there was also a small stove in front of the coffee table, which was fixed with an ingenious rack carefully designed by the craftsman to prevent bumps; there was a rack near the window, on which was placed a dressing box and a bronze mirror.
Behind the coffee table was a soft couch covered with silk of moderate thickness. Ouyang Qingqing was leaning on the couch, reading Chen Ge's poem "Quan'er Ci" carefully.
After a while, Ouyang Qingqing placed the bamboo paper on the coffee table in front of her, looked at Chen Ge with some admiration and said, "How come your poems about women's grievances are better than those of women? Can you teach me?"
As the daughter of Ouyang Xiu, she was influenced by her father since childhood and had some appreciation ability. However, she did not inherit Ouyang Xiu's talent for literature and art. The poems she wrote only had a gorgeous appearance but lacked soul. For this reason, she was often nagged by her old father in class, which made her very annoyed.
"Poetry has no gender. Who says men can't write better poems about women's boudoir lamentations than women? That's blatant discrimination. History has seen many talented poets known for their delicate and graceful style. Countless poets wrote about women's boudoir lamentations, such as Li Houzhu, Liu Yong, Yan Shu, and, of course, your father..."
Chen Ge stood up from the brocade cushion, moved closer to the soft couch, patted Ouyang Qingqing's shoulder, and said angrily: "Isn't it just a poem of boudoir resentment? I will teach you after the palace examination is over."
With the support of Li Qingzhao and Zhu Shuzhen, Chen Ge was not worried at all. Under his guidance, it would not take long for Ouyang Qingqing to become the most talented woman in Tokyo.
Cultivating a talented girl, it's a little exciting to think about it...
Ouyang Qingqing felt that the hand on her shoulder had not left and was even moving downwards. She pushed Chen Ge away in annoyance, "What are you doing? Go back to your brocade mound."
Chen Ge would not be so obedient. He refused to leave and held Ouyang Qingqing's hand, saying that he could read palms.
"Look, everyone has three lines on their palms, called the career line, love line, and life line."
Ouyang Qingqing looked in the direction of Chen Ge's finger, and sure enough, there were three thin red lines on his palm.
"Your life line is strong and lush, your love line is moving forward courageously, and your career line has its twists and turns, but is quickly becoming straight. Especially here, yes, right here, the three major lines merge into one, which indicates that the most important thing in your life has happened."
The ancients believed in this, and Ouyang Qingqing was unconsciously drawn into it. She asked curiously, "What important thing happened?"
"This must be the most important person in your life. This person is wise and powerful, tall and brave, and has an elegant appearance."
Chen Ge boasted, "Since this person appeared, your life, career, and love have undergone earth-shaking changes. They have converged here and flourished forever. From now on, you will eat well, sleep well, marry well, bring honor to your husband and ancestors, become extremely wealthy, have numerous children and grandchildren, and be filled with happiness..."
Ouyang Qingqing: "Shameless! How can you praise yourself like that?"
Chen Ge: "I can also read faces. Come, let me take a good look."
Ouyang Qingqing: No, no...
Bian Jing Palace, Funing Hall.
The young emperor Zhao Xu had a gloomy face when he returned from court. He looked at the table full of delicious food but had no appetite at all.
"Your Majesty, please eat something. You will have to go to Yanhe Hall to continue listening to the reports from the censors." Eunuch Li Xian bent over and spoke carefully.
"What kind of report is this? It all comes down to a grand funeral. Without a grand funeral, the prestige of the Song Dynasty cannot be demonstrated, and without a grand funeral, my benevolence and filial piety cannot be demonstrated..."
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