It was hard for Gu Qing to imagine that when a recited poem echoed in the mountains, he actually felt palpitations for no reason. It was like seeing an immortal waving the fly whisk carelessly, instantly decorating the rivers and mountains of the world, and then the immortal walked drunkenly.

He walked away staggeringly. The desolate winter hills behind him had turned into lush spring colors.

The thin figure was swaying, as if he would fall down at any time, but he refused to fall. The wine gourd on his waist swayed back and forth with his steps, and the sword with its faded scabbard seemed to be just a decorative pendant.

Decoration.

Everything seems so ordinary, just like an ordinary drunken man encountered randomly on the roadside in the mountains. His life is down and out, and he can only drink to drown his sorrows, and spend his life in a drunken dream.

However, as the poem was recited, Gu Qing suddenly felt the hairs on his back stand up, as if a romantic cherry blossom rain had fallen on the world.

"Elder, wait a minute!" Gu Qing suddenly called out to him.

The man's eyes were a little blurry, and he had obviously drunk a lot. He turned around and burped, and stood swaying back and forth, as if he was on a boat with rough waves.

"What, what's the matter?" the man said vaguely.

Gu Qing bowed and said with a smile: "I dare to ask the elder, the poem you just recited..."

""The Road to Shu is Difficult", written when I entered Shu last month, how about it?"

Gu Qing's heart moved, he knew who this person was.

Standing in awe? Have we known each other for a long time? Or do we still look up to the mountains?

Gu Qing stepped forward, reached out and suddenly grabbed his arm, and said excitedly: "...Do you know how many texts you made me memorize when I was a child? How many times did I have to be detained by the teacher until dark? You are committing a crime.

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man:???

Gu Qing laughed loudly, being overly excited and talking a little nonsense.

"Gu Qing, the farmer in Shiqiao Village has not yet asked me for my name."

The man was a little confused by Gu Qing's sudden enthusiasm. He shook his head vigorously and said: "Li Bai, whose courtesy name is... Taibai, from Mianzhou."

Gu Qing became even more excited, it was indeed him!

"Brother Taibai, I've admired you for a long time!" Gu Qing straightened his clothes and bowed.

Li Bai, the brightest star in China's thousands of years of history. His talent, his wildness, his romance, in this long history that has been bound by ethics for thousands of years, he is the only one who breaks out of the cocoon with ease.

's poet.

"Half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty can be achieved by spitting out the embroidered mouth", this is the evaluation of him by later generations, which is extremely high, but appropriate.

Because of him, the prosperous Tang Dynasty was the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Gu Qing didn't expect to see this most dazzling historical figure in this remote mountain village today, and he immediately felt the urge to ask for his autograph.

"Have you brought a pen and paper? Can you sign it for me?" Gu Qing looked like a crazy fan.

Li Bai was stunned: "Ah?"

Then Li Bai shook his head vigorously again. He always felt that he must be drunk, otherwise he would not be able to understand people's words.

"Well, that's not right! Why did you call me Brother Taibai? I should be older than your father, right?" Li Bai was dissatisfied, and then he laughed and said: "Brother Taibai, people in the world always use age to determine the superior and the inferior.

Why can't you just do it arbitrarily? If you think you should call me Brother Taibai, then I will be Brother Taibai, haha, okay, let's just be free."

After speaking, Li Bai untied the wine gourd from his waist, raised his head and took a sip of wine.

Gu Qing also smiled and stretched out his hand towards him: "I want to drink too."

Li Bai became more and more fond of Gu Qing. He liked drinking and people who drank. People who drink are like-minded.

He happily handed the wine gourd to Gu Qing. Gu Qing also raised his head and took a big sip, then frowned.

The wine tasted terrible. It must have been rice wine, but it was very turbid. It was the kind sold by hawkers carrying loaders on the roadside in the county town. It was very cheap.

It seems that this Poet Immortal is very short of money.

"Brother Taibai, where do you want to go?" After drinking Li Bai's wine, Gu Qing's tone became more intimate.

Li Bai laughed, pointed at Shiqiao Village at the foot of the mountain, opened his mouth, and then his expression froze.

"Well, where do I want to go? Where do I want... to go? Yes, what on earth am I doing here? Why don't I remember?" Li Bai held his head in both hands, his expression very complicated.

Gu Qing was astonished. He was already a talented person after drinking to this level.

"I have wine at home, good wine. How about...Brother Taibai, follow me down the mountain and go to my house for a drink? Drink slowly, maybe you will remember it." Gu Qing gently advised.

Shixian, it's harder than catching a wild Ultraman. You can't let him go easily.

When Li Bai mentioned wine, his eyes suddenly lit up. As for what he was doing here, huh, it wasn't important. What else in life was more important than drinking?

"Let's go together. My dear brother is an open-minded person. If your wine is good, it doesn't matter if I make you my confidant. Let's go quickly." Li Bai grabbed Gu Qing's arm and walked down the mountain.

When the two of them walked halfway, Li Bai paused and suddenly clapped his legs and said loudly: "I thought about what I came here to do!"

"What?"

"I passed by Shuzhou a few days ago and was drinking in a brothel. I heard musicians playing and singing a long and short poem. I heard it was called "Mid-Autumn Festival". The words were beautiful and the artistic conception was far-reaching. I spent three whole days thinking about it in that restaurant, and I still felt... The meaning is still unfinished. As soon as this word came out, all Mid-Autumn poems will be obsolete from now on. So I tried my best to find out that this short and long poem was written by a young man. The young man's surname was Song and he lived in Shiqiao Village. That's why I came here to get to know him. "

Gu Qing was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that his Mid-Autumn Festival poems would spread to Shuzhou so quickly and be widely sung by brothel musicians. The love of poetry among people in this era is simply unbelievable. No wonder the Tang Dynasty produced countless famous names over the hundreds of years. The poet of the ages.

Gu Qing smiled, pulled his sleeve enthusiastically, and said: "What a coincidence, that young man named Song happens to be a fellow countryman of mine. Come, let me introduce you to him."

After going down the mountain, Gu Qing led Li Bai back home. After Li Bai walked into the yard, he completely ignored the furnishings, layout and decorations in the yard. He sat on the futon in the middle of the yard as guests. The first thing he did after sitting down was to take off his boots. He threw it away, took off his footwear and threw it away. He tapped his fingers on the table and said impatiently: "Hurry, bring the wine!"

Gu Qing carried two jars of wine from the kitchen and placed them on a low table in the middle of the courtyard.

Wine is indeed good wine. Ever since he opened the porcelain kiln, Gu Qing has no shortage of money. He was addicted to alcohol in his previous life and naturally he has to buy a lot of wine to drink at home.

The wine Gu Qing bought from the county town was relatively expensive. The price of wine in this era mainly depended on the quality. If the wine was strong and well-filtered, and the soup did not look so turbid, it was considered a good wine.

The wine jar was put on the table. Li Bai immediately took a jar and couldn't wait for Gu Qing to take the wine cup. Li Bai opened the mud seal, raised his head and took a big sip, and then closed his eyes to taste it. His whole body seemed to be frozen by freezing magic. It seems that it has not moved for a long time.
Chapter completed!