It is rare for a fifty-year-old person to still live like a willful child.

It is precisely because of his pure straightforwardness that his talents and poems do not have a trace of human fireworks. However, the more pure he lives, the more painful he is. The world is too complicated to tolerate his simplicity.

Despite the hardships of the world, he also compromised. Recommended by He Zhizhang, Li Bai entered the palace and became a member of the Imperial Academy. His job was not only to draft imperial edicts for the emperor, but also to compose poems and compositions for the emperor's pleasure. That year he wrote many correspondences.

Poems and prose were composed to suit the occasion and cater to the emperor and the imperial concubine, such as "Palace Music Ci", "Qing Ping Tiao", etc., all of which were commissioned to please the emperor and the imperial concubine, but at the same time, he became increasingly miserable.

How could a person who was straightforward and free by nature become a shameless scholar who flattered the powerful people of the Tian family? To put it nicely, he was called an "imperial scholar", but to put it badly, he was a dog raised by the Tian family who could write and compose poems.

After just one year, Li Bai resigned and left Chang'an.

He was completely disillusioned with the court and the officialdom, and he indulged himself in traveling around the world, which was a kind of escape.

But in his heart, he still had a glimmer of the ideal of serving the country, being loyal to the emperor, and benefiting one side, and it was never shattered. However, his character was destined to make it impossible for him to become an official.

The clear whistle in the night may be the catharsis of his inability to express his life ambitions.

Gu Qing looked at him with some sympathy. In his previous life, he read his poems, which were full of freedom, romance and boldness. In this life, he drank with him face to face and even became his drinking buddy. Only when he saw him up close did he realize that behind his heroic and free image,

There is also a lot of pain that cannot be described.

Li Bai recited the entire song "The Road Is Difficult", then staggered and knelt down opposite Gu Qing, picked up the wine jar and handed it to him: "I have danced the sword for you, you should drink from this jar to the full to bring longevity to the people of heaven and earth!"

Gu Qing was startled and shook his head hastily: "If you don't drink anymore, you will die."

"Hey! Brother Xian cheated while drinking. He is not a gentleman!" Li Bai shook his head vigorously and said: "Yesterday you went to the porcelain kiln, and I looked for brother Xian Song. Brother Song Xian told me that the Mid-Autumn Festival poem was actually written by you.

It’s done by, hum, it’s dishonest to drink, and it’s dishonest to be a human being, so why don’t you dare to admit it with such good words?”

"Brother Taibai, you didn't even ask," Gu Qing said innocently: "If you pointed at my nose and asked who composed that poem, I might admit it, but in the end you only asked me for a drink.

They also say that drinking is a bosom friend, what a bosom friend is, they are obviously fair-weather friends."

Li Bai didn't care about that, he picked up the jar of wine and poured it into Gu Qing's mouth. Gu Qing pushed him away and the wine spilled all over him.

I have serious doubts about the famous "Eight Immortals in Drinking" in history. The few who are still alive are all famous for being forced by Li Bai. They were so embarrassed that they were too embarrassed to tell others, so they had to pinch their noses and admit that they were

Drinking the Eight Immortals.

"Okay, okay, stop! Brother Taibai, wait a minute." Gu Qing couldn't stand it anymore: "Does Brother Taibai like drinking so much?"

Li Bai sighed: "If there is no wine, how can life be happy? Wine is my life."

Gu Qing thought for a while and said: "In a few days, I will brew you some good wine, real good wine, one sip will make you feel ecstasy..."

Li Bai's eyes lit up: "What kind of wine?"

"I haven't decided on a name, burn the knife, suffocate the donkey, gentle years, etc. You can call it whatever you want." Gu Qing said indifferently.

Li Bai frowned: "You are also a talented person who composed Mid-Autumn Festival poems. Why do you choose names so vulgar? Each one is more unpleasant than the other."

"Tender years are also hard to hear?"

"It sounds ugly!"

Li Bai was half-lying on the straw mat in the middle of the courtyard, holding a wine jar and pouring wine into his mouth. His expression suddenly became desolate.

Gu Qing was silent for a moment and said, "Brother Taibai, let me send you a poem."

Li Bai immediately sat up straight: "It is a blessing in the world to receive a poem from a talented man. Taibai is willing to listen attentively."

Gu Qing said again: "As for the poem, I won't write it. The words are too ugly, and it makes people and gods angry. They will vomit when they see it. I will read it out, and Brother Taibai will just listen."

"Brother Fool, come quickly. Brother Fool can't wait any longer." Li Bai looked at him longingly. He only took two things seriously in his life, one was wine and the other was poetry.

Gu Qing stood up, looked at the silent and dark night sky with his hands behind his hands, and chanted slowly: "Those who abandon me will not be able to keep yesterday's day. Those who disturb my heart will be troubled today. The wind is sending autumn geese thousands of miles away, so for this

You can have a good time in a high building. Penglai articles are building an bones, and the middle is clear and the hair is clear. Everyone is happy and full of joy, and they want to go to the blue sky to see the bright moon. Cutting off the water with a knife, the water will flow more, raising a cup to eliminate the sorrow, and the sorrow will become worse. Life is not satisfactory in this world, Ming

The boat was flattened by the dispersion."

Li Bai wrote down sentence by sentence. After Gu Qing finished reciting, Li Bai still closed his eyes and savored it carefully. Suddenly his expression was shocked, as if struck by thunder, and he stared at Gu Qing with his eyes wide open, and his eyes turned red unconsciously.

Gu Qing sighed: "Brother Taibai, you and I have only known each other for a few days. In the past few days, I have seen that Brother Taibai's brows are sullen, and I can't express my heart. You have the ambition to reach the top, but you can't tolerate it in the world. In this case, why not open up your mind and

How about being at peace with the situation? I will give this poem to Brother Taibai, and we will talk about it in a simple way. Brother Taibai, please don’t blame me, Meng Lang."

"Brother Taibai's talents are enough to be proud of the past and the present. Thousands of years later, your reputation will be better than that of thousands of emperors and generals. Why should you belittle yourself and be unhappy? The temple is too high and far away, how can you compare with the freedom and indulgence of the rivers and lakes?

joyous."

Li Bai didn't seem to hear Gu Qing's consolation. He just recited the poem repeatedly and praised: "What a poem! The poem is like a horse flying in the sky and a dragon going out to sea. It contains the anger of not being recognized, the strong feelings, and the expressive comfort.

The meaning is full of twists and turns, ups and downs, and it can be ranked among the top ten poems in the world. Gu Xiandi is so talented!"

After speaking, Li Bai's body swayed and he was silent for a long time. Suddenly he lowered his head, and his big tears fell on his clothes drop by drop.

"'Life is not satisfactory in this world', but my brother Gu Xian knows me, and I am able to meet his lifelong confidant during my occasional trips to the mountains. This is the greatest blessing in Li Taibai's life. My brother Xian sent me poems to stimulate his ambition, but Li Taibai has no way to repay him, so I can tolerate him."

bye."

After speaking, Li Bai stood up, straightened his clothes, and formally bowed to the ground towards Gu Qing.

Gu Qing hurriedly stood up and returned the courtesy, feeling slightly guilty.

The poem just now was actually written by Li Bai, but he hadn't finished it yet, so Gu Qing made it available in advance.

Gu Qing just felt that this poem could comfort Li Bai's mood. His talents were not appreciated, and he was depressed. A few years ago, he was full of talents in Xingqing Palace in Chang'an but could not be reused. He was raised like a pet by the Tian family and only served as an imperial scholar for one year.

He resigned and left. He could not imagine how the proud and arrogant Li Bai spent that year and how much humiliation he endured.
Chapter completed!