(thirty eight)
The little fat man who entered a private school quickly lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ahem, I have to change my name to Xiao Shou Dun from now on.
Every time he was detained in court, every time he was touched at close range by a ruler, every time he fought at night, Xiao Shou Dun'er would silently draw a big turtle and write Li Taibai's name on it, and babble and complain.
Everyone praises the immortal who was famous in the Tang Dynasty, but here in Xiaoshoudun'er, he has become an unlucky wretch who draws a circle and curses you.
Maybe, this is the true brotherhood, love and death.
The little thin man yawned, with dark circles under his eyes, full of resentment, "Brother, why didn't you tell me that the private school was so scary?"
"The shop is nice, but it's hot."
Sun Ge spread his hands, blinked his eyes, and said innocently, "Is it scary?"
"When I was studying, I was like a fish in the water, and I was very proud of the spring breeze. Your brother Taibai was even more high-spirited, and the master praised me."
"Isn't that true of you?"
Xiaoshoudun:......
Haha, pretend he didn't ask.
Show off, show off nakedly, and also despise him.
The thin man puffed up his chest, his eyes flickered, but he said firmly, "Of course."
The little thin man who wants to be strong in his life!
Sunge pursed her lips and smiled softly, remembering the sentence that except for the tough words, everything is soft.
"Brother, I'm full."
"I'm going to finish the homework assigned by Master. It's my fault that I did a good job in the article. I have to share my experience with my classmates tomorrow."
The little thin man said without blushing or out of breath.
As soon as he turned around, he had a sad face.
Making a fuss will cost him his life, and the soft flesh will be gone.
As for sharing experiences?
More accurately, it is a public review!
If you ask him what type of article he writes most eloquently after being in private school for so long, then it must be a letter of repentance.
In the same book of repentance, there was once an immortal named Taibai who always wrote beautiful words every word, but when it came to him, he was tired of writing every word.
Xiao Shoudun said that Chang'an City was too malicious towards him.
Sunge did not expose Xiaoshoudun's bravery. There is no airtight wall in the world, and the troubles in the private school had already reached her ears.
Who made Xiao Shoudun write poems with the style of the later Emperor Qianlong?
Write flowers, one, one, two, three, four or five.
Write mountains, one after another, two, three, four or five.
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The older husband, if he didn't drag her to a private school in anger, blowing his beard and staring at her, he would have shown mercy beyond the law.
Xiaoshoudun has a strong ability to withstand stress and is naturally optimistic, so there is no need for her to bother explaining.
She had a headache just reading the stacks of letters of repentance.
Li Bai, who was far away in Henan Province, first visited Sima Chengzhen with Cen Xun at the Balcony Viewpoint on Wangwu Mountain.
Today's Sima Chengzhen has white beard and hair, showing his age, and his body is trembling, but he has become more kind-hearted and considerate of all sentient beings.
"My little friend, I still remember you."
Sima Chengzhen sat on the futon, with dust in his hands, and felt a little weak when speaking.
Sima Chengzhen is really old. This is a very obvious sign.
"On that day, the old Taoist concluded that my little friend was not a thing in the pond. When he was leaving, he said that if he got what he wanted, the old Taoist would definitely congratulate him from afar."
First he rose to prominence in the south of the Yangtze River, his poems were circulated in the Daming Palace, and later he received courteous treatment from Emperor Xuanzong, and the legend of He Zhizhang's gold turtle exchanging wine. Li Bai had already become the most dazzling pearl in the literary world of the Tang Dynasty.
In the year of his establishment, he became famous all over the world.
"Who is this?"
Sima Chengzhen looked at Cen Xun beside Li Bai and said in confusion.
Cen Xun bent down and held his hands in his hands, and said respectfully, "I am Cen Xun, Li Bai's best friend."
"Surnamed Cen?"
"A descendant of former Prime Minister Cen's family?"
Sima Chengzhen was well-informed and had many friends.
There are palaces, princes, dignitaries, and country folk, talented men and poets.
Cen Xun nodded and responded respectfully.
"My friend, please."
Sima Chengzhen pointed to the futon beside him and smiled with a fairy-like air.
Li Taibai is no longer as carefree and unrestrained as he used to be.
"My little friend has traveled thousands of miles, but you still have doubts?"
The fragrance of tea lingers, the water mist rises, and the face is unreal.
Hearing this, Li Bai sighed softly, without covering up, and spoke frankly and naturally, "Taoist Priest, it has been a year since I was summoned by the saint to the Daming Palace to be enshrined in the Imperial Academy."
"The poems are sought after by thousands of people, and His Majesty also praised them highly."
"I wear fine clothes and call out friends, but my heart feels like it's being pressed by a stone, and I can hardly breathe for a moment."
Li Bai's voice was calm, not showing off, just making a simple statement.
Sima Chengzhen stroked his beard and listened quietly, "What I want is not to have a large audience and a good reputation."
"My little friend feels depressed, which is nothing more than the gap between reality and what he wants."
"What do you want, little friend?"
Through the mist of water vapor, Sima Chengzhen thought of the truly arrogant and perverse person back then, Li Mingyue.
In terms of having no cares, no desires, no desires, no one in this world can be as good as Li Mingyue.
Including the Li Taibai in front of him who made the Tang Dynasty famous by banishing immortals.
Relegated immortals to live in the secular world will inevitably be contaminated by the worldly world. Li Mingyue, on the other hand, really looked on with a cold eye, rarely showing any emotion.
Even if she was surrounded by the steaming smoke of human beings, Li Mingyue would just bathe in it soberly instead of sinking into it.
The purpose is clear, he is a carefree prodigal, but he can advance and retreat freely.
Logically speaking, Li Mingyue should have a way to resolve Li Bai's confusion and doubts.
But why did Li Taibai still travel all the way to Wangwu Mountain?
What does he want?
Li Bai was silent, and then said loudly, "I want to manage the country and help the world, and support the wise emperor, not write lyrics and compose music in the Hanlin Academy, and live in romance."
"My long-cherished wish has not changed."
Sima Chengzhen smiled, who would have thought that the relegated immortal Li Taibai was actually an official fan?
However, my long-cherished wish may not be suitable.
"Have you ever heard the story of Gan Wu envoy to Qi in the pre-Qin Dynasty?"
Sima Chengzhen filled up his tea cup and spoke calmly.
"Gan Wu sent envoys to Qi to cross the river."
"The boatman said: "The river is between my ears. You can't cross it by yourself. Can you say that as a king? "
"Gan Wu said: "Otherwise, you don't know. "
"Everything has its shortcomings and lengths. I wish to be honest and kind, and serve the master without using soldiers. Qi Ji and Huan Huan can reach thousands of miles. They are placed in palaces and used to catch rats. They were not as good as small raccoons."
"My little friend, do you know what the old way means?"
He is conscientious, loyal and honest, and can assist the king, but he cannot lead troops to fight.
A thousand-mile horse can travel thousands of miles in a day, but it is not as good as a civet cat when it comes to catching mice.
"My little friend is a great talent. Your imagination is magnificent and your words are perfect. The splendor of the Tang Dynasty will become even more romantic and fairy-like when it comes from your mouth."
"Why did Li Taibai, the born immortal, be relegated?"
"Is it a waste of time to be a mediocre official, torn between a free and uninhibited temperament and a well-regulated officialdom?"
Sima Chengzhen said calmly and directly.
It is both fate and good fortune that Li Taibai can visit Wangwushan Balcony View today.
He is dying, and he doesn't know when he will pass away.
It was most appropriate for him to say these words.
He seemed to understand Li Mingyue's intention.
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