The night was already deep, but Liu Qingxin was still sitting at her desk, biting the tip of her pen and thinking hard.

"Madam, it's already so late, you don't want me to stay alone in the empty room, do you?"

Ning Fu on the bed shouted dissatisfied at Liu Qingxin.

"Wait a minute, I haven't come up with a good farewell poem yet. I have to send Qingzhao off tomorrow, and I can't lose to others!"

Liu Qingxin replied without raising her head.

When the party ended yesterday, Li Qingzhao cried and refused to leave.

Ning Fu finally managed to coax the other party, which also allowed Liu Qingxin to finally know the news that she was leaving Beijing.

So Liu Qingxin immediately informed the sisters in the poetry club that she wanted to see Li Qingzhao off, and tomorrow was the day when Li Qingzhao left Beijing.

"Forget it if you can't think of it. You will definitely burst into tears by then. How can you still have the time to appreciate poetry?"

Ning Fu stood up with both hands and said helplessly.

"That's not necessarily the case. The people in our poetry club are harmonious on the surface, but secretly they are all very competitive. I used to be just a little worse than Qingzhao. Now that she is gone, of course she has to take over the leadership of the poetry club!"

After Li Qingzhao left, Liu Qingxin was not only sad, but also a little bit happy.

This is normal. In the past, Liu Qingxin was the most talented person in the poetry club.

Later, Li Qingzhao joined the poetry club and immediately pushed her down. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't compete with her. Now that Li Qingzhao was leaving, Liu Qingxin certainly wanted to regain the number one position.

"What's wrong with you?"

Ning Fu complained that there were many talented women in the history of the Central Plains, but Li Qingzhao was more capable than any other woman and was known as the most talented woman throughout the ages.

On the other hand, Liu Qingxin has not left any reputation at all in history, so this is not a slight difference.

"What did you say?"

Liu Qingxin suddenly raised her head and looked at Ning Fu, and murderous intent immediately filled the bedroom.

"I mean, madam, you are so talented. Even if you don't write anything, you can surpass the other people in the poetry club at that point!"

Ning Fu changed his words and boasted without any bottom line.

"Huh, I know how to say nice things, but you don't know how to help me!"

Liu Qingxin rolled her eyes at Ning Fu, then lowered her head and thought hard.

"Okay, okay, why don't you let me help you? Go to sleep quickly!"

Ning Fu had no choice but to agree.

"Really? You have to keep your word!"

Liu Qingxin raised her eyebrows and looked happy.

"Of course it counts. Isn't it just a matter of defeating the other females in the poetry club? It's a piece of cake!"

Ning Fu nodded again.

"That's great, thank you, officer!"

After Liu Qingxin received the assurance, she immediately dropped the brush in her hand and threw herself on the bed like a swallow in the forest.

Ning Fu hugged his wife, but suddenly felt something was wrong. Had he fallen into someone's trap?

Early the next morning, Ning Fu went to Taixue after washing up.

Today is an important day. This is the first time that Ning Fu has given lessons to the students of Taixue Shangshe since he became a postdoctoral fellow.

In addition, he would go into the palace to give lectures to Zhao Xu in the afternoon, for which he had also made preparations in advance.

After Liu Qingxin sent Ning Fu away, the little sisters from the poetry club arrived soon. Finally, everyone gathered together and then took a car out of the city together.

The long pavilion outside Lijing Gate is a place for people coming in and out of the capital to rest, and it is also a place to say farewell to relatives and friends.

Liu Qingxin and her group came to the pavilion to wait. After a while, they saw the Li family's motorcade driving out of the city gate.

Li Qingzhao, who was on the carriage, also screamed excitedly when he saw the little sisters who came to see them off.

Before the carriage stopped, Li Qingzhao jumped out of the carriage and fluttered into the pavilion like a butterfly.

Liu Qingxin and others also excitedly held Li Qingzhao's hand and said goodbye one by one.

Organizations like poetry clubs were originally popular among scholars and were mainly used as recreational gatherings for scholars.

But for women, the poetry club is their largest life circle.

They made friends in the poetry club and exchanged their preferences. Although they occasionally had some intrigues, most of them still had very sincere feelings.

Therefore, everyone was very reluctant to leave Li Qingzhao, and some even began to wipe away tears.

After saying goodbye, some people broke off the willow branches beside the pavilion to see Li Qingzhao off, while others took out prepared poems and gave them to Li Qingzhao as a souvenir.

Liu Qingxin was also very sad, but she neither broke the willow nor sent her any poems.

Finally, Li Qingzhao came to Liu Qingxin and said, "Sister Liu, I'm leaving. You should take care of yourself in the capital!"

Liu Qingxin stepped forward to help Li Qingzhao stroke the broken hair from his forehead, and then said: "Qingzhao, you are going far away. I originally wanted to prepare a farewell poem, but my mind couldn't calm down, so I could only help the officials.

…”

"Brother-in-law Ning wrote me a farewell poem?"

Li Qingzhao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and the sadness he felt when parting before was gone.

The other sisters in the pavilion also cheered up and wanted to hear what masterpieces Ning Fu, a great talent, had done?

"No, the officials are unwilling to compose poems."

Liu Qingxin shook her head.

Li Qingzhao's little face changed, his eyes dimmed, and the others also showed disappointed expressions.

"But the official taught me to sing a farewell song. I think it's quite nice. I'll sing it to you as a farewell gift!"

Liu Qingxin then said again.

"song?"

Li Qingzhao and the others were stunned. Compared with the poems, the music seemed much vulgar.

"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky.

The evening breeze carries the faint sound of willow flutes, and the sun sets outside the mountains.

At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, there are only a few close friends.

A pot of turbid wine will extinguish all the joy, don’t sleep in the cold tonight..."

The natural lyrics and melodious melody make this song "Farewell" particularly touching.

Liu Qingxin's voice was soft, and she was about to say goodbye to Li Qingzhao, so she integrated her feelings of parting into her singing.

Changting, which was originally a bit noisy, slowly became quiet as Liu Qingxin sang.

The sadness of parting was conveyed deep into everyone's hearts with the singing, and the sentimental girls were already in tears.

Li Qingzhao even burst into tears. She couldn't tell whether it was because Ning Fu wrote the song better or Liu Qingxin sang it better.

After singing the song, no one spoke in the pavilion for a long time.

It was already getting late, and Li Qingzhao's family urged her to get on the road.

Although he was extremely reluctant to leave, Li Qingzhao had no choice but to bid farewell to everyone with tears.

Just when Li Qingzhao got on the carriage.

I don’t know who started it, but the song “Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road” sounded again in the pavilion.

Finally, the girls from the poetry club sang in unison to see off their friends who were traveling far away.

The melodious singing also attracted the attention of many people on both sides of the city gate. There were also passers-by who were also saying goodbye. They felt deeply when they heard this song and couldn't help singing in a low voice.

…

In Taixue, Ning Fu boarded the carriage sent by the palace, and then rode in the direction of the imperial city.

This was the third time Ning Fu entered the imperial city. The first time was to beat the drum and offer cowpox vaccination. The second time was to return safely from the epidemic area and was summoned to the palace for questioning by Zhao Xu.

After the car entered the imperial city, it stopped. Ning Fu got out of the car, and the servants led Ning Fu through the numerous palaces.

Looking at the majestic palaces on both sides, Ning Fu suddenly had a strange feeling. If there hadn't been that mutiny in history, everything in front of him should have belonged to him!

"No, no matter what, it won't be our turn. At most, he will just be a prince!"

Ning Fu suddenly shook his head and got rid of the thoughts in his mind.

His great-grandfather was only King Cao. Unless there was a rebellion, the position in the palace would still not be theirs.

When Ning Fu arrived at Chui Gong Hall, Zhao Xu had already been waiting for him.

"Ning Fu, what are you going to talk about today?"

Zhao Xu asked Ning Fu with a smile.

The two met through Futian Tea. Later, Ning Fu offered a method of inoculating smallpox, which helped Zhao Xu a lot. Now that Ning Fu is famous all over the world for his geography, Zhao Xu values ​​him more and more.
To be continued...