If you ask Lu Jiaozhou about the happiest time in her life, she might tell you about the passion of riding a horse with a spear, the extravagance of revelry, or the supreme power of life and death.
These are all her, but not all of them. There are different opinions about Lu Jiaozhou's posthumous reputation, but it will never be possible to piece together the true picture of this talented person who has mixed reputations and reputations from other people's words or even historical records.
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Lu Jiaozhou's confrontation with Xie Xun is not a good story no matter how you look at it. Lu Jiaozhou took advantage of his merits and forced Xie Xun to enter the palace. Marrying a former prime minister into the family is a ridiculous thing that has never been seen in a century. Xie Xun's parents were so angry that they vomited blood, and despite repeated memorials, they were unable to save their lives. But Lu Jiaozhou just did it, he did it with peace of mind, and he did it with confidence.
As everyone knows, in Lu Jiaozhou's eyes, this Right Chancellor, who is famous for his integrity and integrity, is like the meat and potatoes she longed for but could not get when she was young and destitute. Once you gain power, you will eat it up and wipe it clean.
A hero always needs a beauty as his companion. How can she, Lu Jiaozhou, not be a hero? But she is a dedicated person, and she can only take a scoop of three thousand weak water, as long as he thanks Juansheng and the bright moon falls on her bed.
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Paragraph:
"Predecessors have made loess, but his thoughts and deeds will remain in the world forever. People in the world are sentimental, so they study his poems, observe his temperament, and observe themselves, borrowing a handful of fire during the adverse journey."
Xie Xun's voice was gentle and he did not raise his head. As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped speaking and copied something silently.
"Poetry will eventually be exhausted." Lu Jiaozhou also held a pen, but she was restless. The brush was flying between her fingers, and if it dipped in any ink, it might be thrown into Xie Xun's face.
Her tone was casual: "It is impossible for a person to be fully understood. No matter how deep you dig, you are still just a blind man touching an elephant."
Xie Xun didn't answer, and Lu Jiaozhou simply took away Xie Xun's pen. His usually frivolous expression was rare and serious: "It is a coward's behavior to plunge into the pile of old papers. He just wants to find similarities with his own path in the experiences of his ancestors to comfort himself. But Xie Juansheng, they are dead, and you are still alive."
But human power is weak, what can living people change?
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Lu Jiaozhou×Xie Xun
Uninhibited and free × gentle as jade
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Demining:
· gb, completely empty, cannot withstand any verification and has no logic. It's a messy plot disguised as a plot, and it may be a bit of a romance story. I want to try a group portrait but it will most likely fail. The heroine will encounter setbacks, but she can basically resolve them in the end. The author may have a small head controlling the big head and start to inexplicably focus on the male protagonist (maybe not only the male protagonist, but also the male supporting character?) If the cp is still concerned, it may have some sexual orientation, but the length will not be very long.
·Both the male and female protagonists are perfect, the female protagonist is not a typical good person, and the male protagonist is a bit white and black (due to the multi-layered taste).
·Also known as "My King"
Intention: When everyone adds firewood, the flames will rise
