At this moment, the woman in front of her seemed to be no longer the Queen, but the little goldfish playing in the water, the girl later named Xiao Jin.
Under the delusion, Li Bai almost dropped the wolf hair in his hand onto the light yellow Hu Xuan.
Looking at the smiling woman opposite, Li Bai Ruruo looked at the girl Xiao Jin sitting under the tree...
Shaking his head, he tried his best to regain his current expression, reached out and poured another full glass of wine into the glass.
He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
At this time, what he held in his hand was not only a wolf hair, but also the long sword that was given to him on the mountain.
The pen moves, the dragon and the snake dance, the sword moves and the storm rises.
In an instant, a thick drop of ink fell on Hu Xuan.
With this drop of ink that Xuanzong had ground with fine wine, he swung his pen like a sword, and instantly a storm surged...
Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of faces,
The spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is strong.
If I hadn’t seen you at the top of Qunyu Mountain,
We will meet at Yaotai under the moon.
With Xuanzong and the empress stunned, with a group of courtiers watching, and under the eyes of Gao Lishi, Li Bai used his pen as a sword and wrote "Qingpingle" that shocked the world.
"The work of heaven and man, the pen of ghosts and gods!" Gao Lishi, who was standing aside, did not study the poem. Just looking at the ink with the meaning of dragon and snake, he was already shocked.
Xuanzong stroked his beard and smiled, looked at the Queen and said with a smile: "Does the Queen like this poem? This is a rare quatrain in the world!"
The queen read softly a touch of poetry on the paper, and couldn't help but murmured.
"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick."
Xuanzong looked at a group of courtiers, waved his hand and read loudly.
Yunxiang
The clothes are beautiful,
The spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is strong.
If I hadn’t seen you at the top of Qunyu Mountain,
We will meet at Yaotai under the moon.
"There are still talented people and beautiful women in the Tang Dynasty who can write such a quatrain. If there are still, I will reward you with ten thousand gold!" Xuanzong looked at a group of courtiers and laughed.
Even Gao Lishi, who was waiting to spank Li Bai, also chanted softly several times after Xuanzong, thinking that he couldn't spank this guy today.
Save it for next time so I can cause trouble for you
The half-drunk and half-awake Li Bai's heart had already soared to the sky at this moment, thinking about his sister who had left him, and thinking about Xiao Jin in the dream...
The misery in his heart was strong, and the sword in his hand was strong. He waved his hand and took out another piece of Huxuan pavilion, and then swung his pen like a sword to cut in all directions.
A branch of dew is fragrant,
The clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain.
May I ask who is similar to the Han Palace?
Poor Feiyan relies on her new makeup.
Just in an instant, another song jumped onto the page.
Like a general looking at a beauty who has been away from home for a long time, he is drunk with a hint of resentment and a bit of expectation.
Xuanzong was slightly startled when he looked at Li Bai who was writing like a dragon and a snake. He thought to himself, are you possessed by a demon and can't stop writing?
Only Gao Lishi seemed to have something wrong, but he couldn't say it out loud. After all, the emperor was happy, and the queen liked it even more. He didn't want to disturb the two of them.
At this time, Li Bai had already given up his mind and was thinking about his sister Li Yueyuan. He felt so sad that he didn't know how to express it.
He picked up the wine flask and filled his glass with wine.
Li Bai looked at Gao Lishi and smiled: "Master Gao, do you think it's worth taking off these boots?"
Gao Lishi shook his head and ignored him, but was secretly thinking about the meaning of the second poem.
Li Bai raised his head and drank another glass of wine. He threw the cup in his hand, looked at Xuanzong opposite and said, "Your Majesty, it's rare that everyone is in high spirits today. Rong Chen writes another poem."
After saying that, he waved his wrist again, and the pen was swayed as freely as a sword, and a piece of Hu Xuan was unveiled, and a drop of ink dripped again...
Famous women from all over the country are in love,
He looks so good that a king would smile.
Explain the infinite hatred of the spring breeze,
Agarwood Pavilion leans against the langan in the north.
After writing the best song, Li Bai took out his seal, used the cinnabar and red mud on the table, and stamped it heavily on the three pieces of Hu Xuan.
The three poems lasted less than a quarter of an hour.
Abandoning the wolf hair, Li Bai fell drunk in front of Xuanzong.
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On a late spring night, in the palace.
That night, while half drunk and half awake, Li Bai wrote down poems that have been passed down through the ages. He wrote three poems in one go.
But no one knows whether all three of his poems were written to the empress, the empress of the country and the city.
Because of these three poems, the relationship between Li Bai and Xuanzong gradually became estranged under Gao Lishi's interpretation.
"The clouds think of my clothes, the flowers think of my face,... I will meet you under the moon on Yaotai." The queen is my beloved, do you need your attentiveness?
"May I ask who is more similar to the Han Palace? Poor Feiyan Yi Xinzhuang." Are you secretly scolding the emperor for not being a human being? What do you want to do, Li Bai?
That night, after Xuanzong had Li Bai sent back to his residence, he had another drink with the officials.
It wasn't until everyone dispersed and the queen returned to the palace that Xuanzong called Gao Lishi into the imperial study.
"Looking carefully, the first poem is quite satisfactory and can be called a quatrain. It can be spread in the imperial court, but the other two poems must not be spread. This will be harmful to the emperor's reputation.
! "
The unwilling Gao Lishi took advantage of this opportunity to step on Li Bai.
So he explained in a low voice: "After careful consideration, the last two are anti-poems!"
"Speaking of it, that guy Li Bai relied on the emperor's favor for him to act like this." Speaking of Li Bai, Gao Lishi still smelled like stinky boots until now.
"I didn't expect him to be so bold!" There was no trace of smile on Xuanzong's lips.
"Your Majesty, this old slave thinks that it is best not to let him enter the palace in the coming days. It will not be good for him, the Emperor, or the Queen." Gao Lishi bent down and said.
"Forget it, as you said, you go to his house tomorrow, bring ten thousand taels of gold, and tell him that he has been staying at his house honestly recently and there is no need to go to court for the time being."
It's better not to see each other if we hate each other.
How could he allow others to care about his beloved woman? If it weren't for Li Bai's reputation, Xuanzong would have wanted to kill him with a sword.
"If the emperor can't tolerate him, after a while, in the winter, I will find an opportunity to have sex with him quietly?"
Murder and arson were just a matter of words to Gao Lishi.
To kill or not to kill is all decided by Xuanzong.
"Don't touch him yet. After all, the poems he wrote are very suitable to my taste. There are not many such talents in the Tang Dynasty." Xuanzong looked at Gao Lishi and said lightly.
Isn't it easy to kill people? Just look for any reason, does the king need an excuse to kill someone?
As an emperor, why didn't he understand that Gao Lishi had suffered a loss today and wanted to get this face back immediately?
"Tomorrow, I will go to the palace to clarify this matter?" Gao Lishi asked in a low voice.
Xuanzong smiled lightly and said: "My magnanimity is still
Yes, let him reflect outside the palace first. If he has self-awareness, he should know how to do it. "
"But the palace cannot tolerate him now." Gao Lishi lowered his head and whispered back.
Xuanzong waved his hand and replied displeasedly: "He is an idiot! I am not. You should also be more clear-minded. The next two poems must not leave the palace!"
"This slave must be keeping a close eye on me and tell me not to let the people below talk too much!" Gao Lishi said.
Xuanzong's face softened slightly, and he frowned and said, "Let this matter be over tonight. Remember, none of you are allowed to mention this matter again in front of the Queen."
Gao Lishi felt his heart tremble when he heard it, and quickly responded: "Old slave, I understand."
…
It's Mid-Autumn Festival night again, but only Li Xiuyuan and Xiao Jin are left in No. 47.
After cooking a pot of hot pot, Xiao Jin's head was sweating while eating, and he couldn't bear to put down his chopsticks.
Li Xiuyuan looked at her and smiled lightly: "That idiot Li Bai has loved many women in his life. In the end, he even didn't let go of the Queen. He deserves it."
Xiao Jin sighed and said quietly: "It seems that we can only ask about this matter when we see him next time."
Li Xiuyuan disagreed, looked at her and said seriously: "Is it possible that you are still retaining all the memories of the unbearable past events of the Tang Dynasty?"
In his opinion, if Xiao Jin and Xiao Hei were reincarnated into the Tang Dynasty, they would naturally have to walk to the Forgotten River before leaving.
Can I still retain the memories of this life after drinking the soup cooked by my eldest sister?
Xiao Jin was stunned when he heard this, and the hand holding the wine glass couldn't help but trembled: "In this case, wouldn't Xiao Jin not even be able to remember his brother and Xiao Hei? And where is the grandfather?"
Li Xiuyuan was stunned when he heard this. He thought for a while and replied, "Don't be anxious about this. I'll ask Master when I see him."
Xiao Jin then patted his chest and said with a smile: "I'm scared to death. At least you want me to remember my brother?"
Li Xiuyuan added some apricot wine to the cup, sighed and said, "Think about what else to buy. In a few days, we will leave Chang'an and head to the East China Sea."
When Xiao Jin heard this, he sighed quietly and said, "Datang, it is like a dream to Xiao Jin."
"The Tang Dynasty has always been a dream. You are neither the first nor the last person."
At this time, Li Xiuyuan thought of Xiao Jui'er who left with Qingyu and Gao Yue'er, and he didn't know when or what month the three girls would meet Feng Hualong and start a new journey.
Xiao Jin took another sip of wine and sighed: "I don't know when I will see Xiao Hei again. Brother, do you know?"
Li Xiuyuan added two pieces of charcoal to the stove, and for a while, the smell of the hot pot became stronger.
He reached out and picked up a chopstick of beef and put it in the bowl. He thought about it and replied, "It seems we have to wait a few more years. Whether this matter is urgent or not depends on God's will."
This time, Xiao Jin was much quieter and did not ask further questions.
After all, being able to go to the East China Sea with my brother is not a bad idea. After all, being able to be with my brother before leaving Datang is much better than that idiot Xiao Hei.
After packing up the spiritual wine that had been stored in the cellar for who knows how many years, Li Xiuyuan waved his hand to erase the magic circle No. 47 before leaving.
He gave this reluctant house to the shopkeeper of Hongchen Inn.
The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low.
.
That was how he felt when he accompanied the young monk Sanzang to Suiye City in the Tianxi Region and transformed into a shepherd.
Nowadays, the autumn wind is howling, the leaves on both sides of the official road are dyed, and the grass is bowed. When the wind blows, Li Xiuyuan has an illusion without knowing it.
In his eyes, Wuliang and Sanzang, as well as Huiming in the cave, were all people who had a predestined relationship with the Buddha and did not need to be disturbed by him going to the desert.
At present, Li Xiuyuan is an idler forgotten by the Tang Dynasty, and the same is true for Xiao Jin.
Prince Li Heng ascended the throne in Lingwu, and took Xuanzong as the supreme emperor from afar.
Guo Ziyi was granted the title of Minister of the Ministry of War, and Li Guangbi was appointed as the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs. Together with Zhongshu, the two men were ordered to attack the rebels.
The dark clouds hanging over Datang gradually dispersed, just like Li Xiuyuan sitting in a carriage heading towards the East China Sea.
The queen who died in the Buddhist hall will be forgotten soon.
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After Watson left, in the Tianxuan Continent, Ji Wushuang no longer had nightmares, and the major sects resumed their peaceful singing and dancing.
Less than a month after the prince returned to the imperial city, the emperor announced that the crown prince was the emperor, and he became the supreme emperor who did not care about anything. He followed a few supreme elders to cultivate immortality.
Nalan Qiuxue was unwilling to give in, and finally returned to the academy with Murong Lengyan.
Only the Fenghuang Mountain group who stayed in Yunqi Temple did not wait until a month later, on a dark and windy night, when a suspension bridge appeared on the sky moat dozens of feet wide.
Meng Xuancai took Tantai Yuyan and left with Tantai Xiaoyu who was unwilling to give up.
Fate was so cruel until Watson turned into starlight and left with his sister and Zhu Jiu
At this moment, she suddenly woke up.
It's just that sometimes in this world, once you miss it, it's a lifetime.
After everyone had left, Liao Chen and the old monk came to the small courtyard where her mother-in-law was.
Liao Chen looked at Xiaoxue and said with emotion: "If it weren't for Xue'er, the elders of Phoenix Mountain and the pilgrims in Yunqi Temple would not be able to leave."
Xiaoxue chuckled: "Grandpa, wait until Xue'er grows up, then go find Brother Watson."
The mother-in-law looked at Chen and asked, "Does the opening of the suspension bridge break Watson's oath?"
The old monk shook his head: "No, within a hundred years, the magic circle of Yunqi Temple will still not be open to the monks of Tianxuan Earth."
The mother-in-law nodded, touched Xiaoxue's hair and sighed: "After much thought, my Xiaoxue's fate is much better than that of the girl from Phoenix Mountain..."
Liao Chen fell silent upon hearing this, and after a while he replied: "If she stays in Tianxuan Continent, she may not be able to be reborn."
Xiaoxue clapped her hands and said, "Mother-in-law, Xue'er wants to go to Wentian Peak to see that sword!"
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