Shixian?

Big brother, you Li Bai is an authentic poet immortal!

However, from this point of view, this Li Bai is not Li Bai!

His poetry immortal is a fake, and this Li Bai is naturally also a fake.

Yan Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seemed that this world was not chaotic to the point that he couldn't imagine.

"Yan Gongzi is very talented!

Hu Li Bai said, then raised his head and poured a few sips of wine, only after filling the wine in the wine jug, Fang threw away the wine jug, and said loudly: "Bring the wine! Today, this poet has to meet the poet immortal, which is a great pleasure in life, let's not get drunk and not return!"

The maid hurriedly brought another pot of wine.

Outside the pavilion, someone coaxed: "Brother Li, this Yan Gongzi has already composed poetry, it's your turn." Liao really wants to see the style of Lingnan poetry!"

"It turns out that this person is a Lingnan poet! Sure enough, he is addicted to alcohol, and he can't chant poetry without alcohol!"

The name of Lingnan Shiba is still quite loud.

It's just that no one has heard of the name of Shixian.

Everyone looked at Yan Yuchen's gaze, full of suspicion, the poem just now was indeed good, but it was not enough for him to get the title of poet immortal.

That name, I'm afraid he boasted about himself.

Li Bai picked up the wine jug, poured another sip, Fang leaned on the railing and raised his hand, and said with drunken eyes: "A pot of wine in the pavilion, drink alone without a blind date, raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio!"

"Good poetry!"

As soon as this poem came out, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up and they clapped their hands and praised.

"What a good poem! Sure enough, it deserves to be a poet! Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio! What a poem!"

Everyone's attitude towards this poet has changed in an instant, which is worthy of this name!

And Yan Yuchen's face changed slightly, this poem ......

"Noise!"

Who knows, Li Bai was furious, grabbed the wine glass on the stone table, threw it at the crowd of coaxing, and said with a mouth full of wine: "The poem is not finished, close your mouth!"

The crowd was immediately silenced.

Li Bai poured a sip of wine, looked up at the moon, and continued to chant: "The moon is not relieved of drinking, and the shadow disciples are with me. Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring. I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess. When they wake up, they mingle with each other, and when they get drunk, they disperse. Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan. ”

This poem was written in one go, without any pause!

After chanting, he leaned on the railing drunkenly and continued to drink, disdainful of others, as if even the young man around him had forgotten.

"Good poetry!"

"Wonderful! Wonderful! The name of the poet is indeed worthy of the name!"

Everyone savored it, and they all praised it, and their faces were full of admiration.

Yan Yuchen was shocked, how could this Li Bai become that Li Bai again? Otherwise, how could he know that Li Bai's poems?

Is it a coincidence, or is it him, who is him?

Li Bai squinted at him at this time, and said with a smile: "Yan Gongzi, are you shocked? Although your poem is very charming, it is better than mine." I'm a poet, I'm domineering at any time, and I can't breathe for you, hahahaha......"

Yan Yuchen was shocked in his heart, and arched his hand and said, "Brother Li, can you do another song?"

Li Bai smiled: "What's the matter, Brother Yan is not convinced?"

After that, he stood up and said crookedly: "Let's get the question." As long as there is wine to drink, don't say another song, wave your hand again, and Li will accompany you to the end!"

"Come on! Serve wine to Li Gongzi! Fill the table!"

Outside the pavilion, at the archway, a girl in a snow-colored long skirt walked over gracefully with several heroic female guards.

"The seventeenth princess is here!"

When all the talented women saw this girl, their faces were full of excitement and they stepped forward to salute.

Li Bai leaned crookedly on the railing, glanced at it, pursed his lips, continued to drink, and said, "It's not the nineteenth princess, I'm disappointed." ”

The seventeenth princess seemed to hear him talking to herself, but she didn't get angry, and said with a smile on her face: "If Gongzi Li comes to compose a few more good poems, I will personally go and call the nineteenth sister, how about it?"

Li Bai's eyes lit up, his body suddenly stood upright, and said, "Is this true for the seventeenth princess?"

The seventeenth princess said with a smile: "Once the horse is out, it is difficult to chase after the words!"

The maid next to her hurriedly whispered with embarrassment: "Princess, it is a word, and the horse is difficult to chase." ”

All the talented people and talented women couldn't help laughing.

They all know that although the seventeenth princess loves poetry, she is very poor in learning and often can even pronounce idioms wrong.

Yan Yuchen looked at this delicate-looking girl and always felt a little familiar.

Everyone went to see the ceremony, and he naturally didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Yan Yuchen has seen the seventeenth princess." ”

The seventeenth princess glanced at him lightly and said, "No need to be polite, your bright moonlight in front of the bed is also a good poem, but the name of your poet immortal, this princess has never heard of it." You can compete with Li Gongzi now, no matter whether you win or lose, you will be rewarded. ”

Yan Yuchen hesitated for a moment, and then agreed.

He mainly wanted to find out whether this Li Bai was the same Li Bai or not, and as for winning or losing, he didn't care about it at all.

Li Bai drank heavily, although there was drunkenness in his eyes, he was high-spirited, and said, "Brother Yan, please ask the question!"

Then he said in a low voice: "Wait a while to see the nineteenth princess, I hope that Brother Yan will help, and help the nineteenth princess ask for a handkerchief of hers." When I saw the nineteenth princess next, I was so excited that I couldn't speak, please, please!"

Yan Yuchen couldn't help laughing, and said, "Then Brother Li has to win first, and then talk about it later, otherwise you won't be able to see the nineteenth princess." ”

Li Bai laughed, carried the wine jug and said proudly: "It's easy to win you!

Yan Yuchen said: "What's the question?"

In Li Bai's mind at the moment, he kept thinking about the nineteenth princess who had seen her from afar and was peerless, and said casually: "Beauty!"

"Good question!"

Outside the gazebo, someone praised.

"Beauty?"

The corners of Yan Yuchen's mouth twitched, looking at this Li Bai who didn't know whether it was the real Li Bai or the fake Li Bai, and said, "Brother Li are sure?"

Li Bai waved his sleeves and said, "Don't talk nonsense, if you can't do it, admit defeat!"

Yan Yuchen sighed, had to be cheeky, and said, "Okay, Brother Li, then you will be ugly." ”

Then I'll test you again!

Yan Yuchen made up his mind in his heart, turned his head, looked at the seventeenth princess, and after a little groaning, he said: "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon......"

After a pause, he stared at the seventeenth princess and said, "If it weren't for the jade mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon." ”

Since you want to take beauty as the theme, you naturally have to find a beauty to make a show, and by the way, pat the butt of the seventeenth princess.

The seventeenth princess looked at him with big dark eyes, listening to this poem, but she didn't understand.

The maid next to her whispered: "Princess, this disciple has been staring at you, saying that he wants clothes and your face, he must be coveting the princess, your dress and your beauty, hum, damn!"

The talented women next to him who were about to clap their hands and praise almost fell down when they heard this.

"Smack!"

The wine jug in Li Bai's hand suddenly fell on it, with a dumbfounded expression.

Yan Yuchen's heart was shocked, and he said secretly: It's over, this poem, has he already written it? In this way, he is really the poet immortal Li Bai?

Who knows, Li Bai suddenly rushed over and grabbed his arms again, and said with excitement on his face: "Good poem! Good poem! Good poem! The whole poem does not mention the word beauty, let alone any words to modify the beauty, but it depicts the beauty of the beauty vividly, beautiful and romantic, it is really exquisite, wonderful! Brother Yan, you really deserve the name of the poet fairy! This word poet fairy is tailor-made for you!"

Yan Yuchen again: "......"

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(End of chapter)