There is a place on Chang'an Avenue that is famous for its night shop, called Qingle Street.

It is only a few miles from the ancestral temple of the imperial city to the west city, and it is this long street. Restaurants, vendors, snacks, gouache lanterns are all available.

Walking on this Qingle Street, if you cross the famous Moon Bridge, you will have a beautiful scenery again. The girl with a beautiful face was dressed in a light white veil, with red sleeves swaggering, and she sang and danced in the high pavilion. The pretty lady sat on the balcony with a fan, throwing her winks at the emigrants.

"Little Er, fetch me the best wine. ”

Looking at the young man who buried his head on the wine table, the little guy who played wine responded in a high-pitched voice: "Okay, bring it to you immediately." ”

Who doesn't know that this famous loser in Chang'an City, Zhao Qin, the prince's son, loves to go to the wind and snow moon to look for flowers and ask willows, and the fox friends and dog friends in Chang'an City don't know much, as for the flower wine kiln waiting for this merry little prince to spend a lot of money, the Oiran Yanliu is really going to line up, I'm afraid it will go to the ancestral shrine.

"Little Er, serve the wine, ......" casually pinched a peanut scattered on the table and chewed it in his mouth, Zhao Qin saw that the wine was slow, and shouted at the wine man again.

"Good flower carving, you use it slowly...... Remember to tell me something. The little guy who was drinking stuffed the green jade wine jug with the wine into the hand of the boy who was already drunk and lying down on the table. He wasn't in a hurry, he just waited.

The boy finished knocking the peanuts in his mouth, ripped off the wine stopper, put it to his nose and sniffed it.

"Good wine, good wine...... There is a reward! there is a reward!" Brother Gongzi drunkenly took out a few gold ingots and put them on the table. Ignoring the little guy anymore, Brother Gongzi drank it to himself.

The little guy picked up the gold ingots with a smile, and didn't forget to pat a few sycophants.

The boy smiled, stopped, drove away the little guy, picked up a pot of wine and drank it. At this moment, there were seven or eight empty flasks neatly piled up on the square table in front of him. The brocade robe that the man was wearing was rubbed with a lot of wine on it, and the whole person was as if he had soaked in the wine pool, and he smelled of wine. After drinking the wine in the glass, he didn't care, he stood up and walked towards the door, half-drunk and half-awake swaggering to the market.

It's just that the drunk man can't walk a few steps, and after crossing the stone bridge, he sways to the ground. The girls on both sides of the Huai River saw him lying drunk and rolling on the ground, and the flowers and branches of laughter trembled, showing a graceful and wonderful state.

"Little prince, you really want to destroy the slave family. The girl in the building pinched her handkerchief and shouted at the top of her voice.

"Hurry up and fart, it's only been a few days, and you're hungry and thirsty. "The little prince in Chang'an City talks nonsense, and he never brings a word of elegance.

The girls were not surprised, but stood between the buildings scratching their heads and working harder.

"Wrongdoer, you can be regarded as here. Don't you know that Zhen Zhen thinks about you, thinks that you are sick, and is still calling your name in her dream last night. An old mother in the Red Chamber hurriedly went over to support the distinguished guest, and said something flirtatious.

"Don't go, don't go, this wine. I can't compare to a beauty, if I want a beauty, I will drink flower wine. But I just want to drink tonight, don't you want to pull me, I won't go if you say anything......" The little prince in a python brocade robe pushed away a group of warblers and swallows, picked up a wine jug and sat at the door of the green building and drank bitterly.

Seeing his unconscious appearance, the old bustard fell drunk at the door of the Qinglou, and hurriedly ordered someone to come over and invite the little prince to the private room to rest. It's just that the eldest son of this prince went crazy like a drunkard, and came over to help his subordinates.

"My good lord, a great official...... Don't you really want to go up and sit down?" the old mother was wearing embroidered satin, and stretched out a fat hand with a jade wrench to support the drunk little prince.

"If I really want to go, I will go without you telling me. I really don't want to go, you just ask me to go, and I won't go. ”

Knowing the style of these gentlemen, the old mother is not in a hurry. attached to the little prince's ear and said: "A few days ago, a group of girls sent by the Southern Barbarians came, all of them were chicks......"

Before the words were finished, the best little prince on weekdays swept off the palm of the old mother's ear cover.

"Haha...... Uncle, I haven't seen any women, tall, short, fat, thin, hairy, hairless, don't go, don't go......"

The world's largest merry man in Chang'an City started to get drunk and went crazy, and the filthy words he said were that even the old mother who had been in the business for a long time couldn't help but spit on him.

The old mother saw that there was no play, so she straightened his collar for him. "If the little prince really wants to drink, then I will invite you to drink, how much can you drink, count it as mine, I don't want money tonight. ”

Seeing a drunk man stopping in front of the door, I was afraid that I wouldn't even be able to do business, so the old mother was very arrogant and invited the little prince to a table of banquets.

"Don't drink your wine for nothing, how much should you give, it's not bad......" Sure enough, when it came to wine, the little prince moved away, and with drunken eyes, he found a table closest to the window and sat down.

"Master, use it slowly. ”

In a moment, a table of good wine and food was delivered to the little prince. Zhao Qin didn't even mention the chopsticks, grabbed the wine jug and poured it into his mouth.

"Hey, little prince...... You drink slowly. Seeing that he was drinking fiercely, an "old man" who was wearing a thin gauze and had a thick rouge on his face kindly snatched his wine glass.

"...... Lao Tzu drinks, what's in the way of you. Zhao Qin snatched the wine glass and poured another full glass. Between the toasts, the glass of wine reflects his ugliness. Zhao Qin suddenly laughed, and then drank bitterly.

Leaving a few silver tickets and carrying two pots of spirits, Zhao Qin swayed downstairs.

"You can't clean up when you drink wine......"

It's just that even he didn't know that when he was drinking spirits alone just now, and the pain was heartbreaking, he hurriedly snatched the wine glass and came to this Fengyue place, but now he wants to find a quiet place to drink alone. He couldn't bear the lonely atmosphere, just like the prosperity of the entire Chang'an City, he couldn't find a quiet place.

There is more than one lonely life traveler, there are thousands of people every day, and everyone is a sand gull in the world.

Lin Ziyun, who was alone, stumbled out of the alley.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, he should be far enough away from Changle Mansion.

The coolness of the night couldn't help but make him shiver. But the chill was far less immediate than the pain in his heart, and he took a step and continued through the next street. Walking alone, there is no way back, and there is nowhere to go.

Luckily, there is also a bright moon in the sky here, and fortunately, there are stars in the sky of this world.

Approaching the third watch, the lights have gradually gone out. There was no more noise on the street, so Lin Ziyun cautiously slowed down his footsteps.

When he walked to the end of an alley, there was still steaming heat from a shop, filling the long lamp.

"Apricot blossom wine, braised pork noodles", glancing at the signboard, Lin Ziyun secretly said that it was a place to eat. He sighed softly and swallowed the clouds in the autumn night. He didn't take a few steps, slowly retreated, squinting at the sign on the shop.

"Little Er, do you have any wine?"

"Hey, come on, guest officer, what do you want...... a man dressed as a guy heard a guest shouting outside, and quickly took off the cloth towel on his shoulder and wiped the table.

"It's really unlucky, no, no, in the middle of the night, why are you telling Hanako not to steal chickens and run here?" Xiao Er saw that the person who came in was wearing a tattered cloth coat and a pair of straw sandals with open toes on his feet, so he hurriedly changed his words and scolded. The little second didn't go to wipe the table anymore, so he was going to drive Lin Ziyun out.

Lin Ziyun didn't bother to worry about this shopkeeper who looked down on people, and shrugged his shoulders and shook the palm of the shopkeeper. Sitting down at the nearest table, he touched his coat pocket, took out a few copper coins and slapped them on the table.

The only penny left fell on the small table that was not wiped clean and was stained with wine ashes, Lin Ziyun turned over a large bowl spread on the table with one hand and said, "Full of wine......"

When Xiao Er saw that he was rich, it was really difficult to drive him out. smiled at the moment, and hurriedly brought a jar of wine and placed it on the table.

Chang'an City, Qingle Street, Xinghua Tavern.

Lin Ziyun lifted the wine jar and drank it with his head up. He didn't know if the wine was spicy or bitter, and his eyes were filled with tears.

"Crazy ......" The man who had brought a jar of old wine tossed the tablecloth over his shoulder and whispered.

The drinker poured a sip of the liquor into his throat, spat out a spicy spicy aroma, and disappeared in the night.

Wine is not intoxicating, people are drunk. If a person wants to get drunk, then the wine is not wine, but alcohol.

"When you sing about wine, what is life? For example, the morning dew, the days are bitter and ......" The down-to-earth stranger finally couldn't help but howl. Life is like a dream, when will I wake up from a dream? Maybe waking up is also a dream. It's better to have a big dream for him, Huang Liang, who cares who is right and who is wrong, who are you and me?

This night, the noble boy bumped along the road, and also arrived at the only tavern on the evening street that was still lit up.

On Chang'an Street, there are no pedestrians.

The person who knocked the watch had already finished the final hammer of the third watch, and it was already drizzling in the sky. The autumn rain continued, falling on the Qingbaishi Street, annihilating the dust of the imperial city for a day, dripping on the top of the canopy boat of the Huai River, splashing the falling flowers and flowing away.

When the man saw someone fall through the door, he took a stool and went to catch it. Zhao Qin struggled to open his heavy eyes and burped at the guy. The man saw that the man was wearing a precious brocade robe, embroidered with a flying python, and the needlework was also sewn by the best embroiderer. The man is well-informed and knows that he is a noble son, and he does not dare to offend.

"This master, the shop is already closed...... Come early, tomorrow. Although this man was not drunk, he did not dare to offend, and spoke slowly.

"Bah...... Lao Tzu still saw someone eating and drinking here, you get out of the way for me...... "Which of the rich and noble in the current dynasty is easy to mess with?"

"Brother, can I sit down?"

If it was the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty, the gentleman of Chang'an City was here, and he would never dare to believe that such a polite word came out of the mouth of the prince of Pingyang.

Lin Ziyun looked at the boy in brocade, and saw his drunk face, and was bored for no reason.

"Fuck off, drink, don't talk to me. ”

Despised by a man named Hanako and pushed away by him, Zhao Qin slowly and leisurely got up, leaned on the cold bench and exhaled. Zhao Qin looked at this drinker again, his hair was not long, his face was a little scumbag, and the most special thing was that this person had a pair of eyes that seemed to have experienced vicissitudes. Although the man was in rags, he had an unruly and faint smell of ink, which made Zhao Qin's heart even more surprised.

"Childe, this person is a ...... Hanako," the guy said next to him.

"Good wine, the best wine......" Zhao Qin threw a silver ticket and threw it on the table.

When the guy saw the money, he smiled and took the wine.

Wine is really a good thing, to dispel sorrow and forget pain.

"Take the wine, take the wine......" Lin Ziyun drank the last drop and asked the guy for wine.

"Call Hanako, go, go, don't disturb this boy to drink. The little second glanced at Lin Ziyun impatiently, and reached out to push him off the table.

"What did you say?" A cultivator's breath rose from Lin Ziyun's body, Lin Ziyun grabbed the collar of the little er, picked him up and fell to the ground hard, and the little er fell to the ground and wailed.

"You...... What do you want to do? At the feet of the Son of Heaven, you have no money, and you still want to buy wine?"

"Money, haha, I don't have any money. But you dogs look down on people, and I'm going to teach you snobbies a lesson today. "Lin Ziyun can't see others look down on him in his life. The little two insulted him again and again, and he was really angry.

"You despise Hanako and knock you down, what qualifications do you have to look down on others?" Zhao Qin sneered.

When the guy saw Lin Ziyun standing up, he looked at him and laughed, and he was even more angry. He shrank behind Zhao Qin, pointed at Lin Ziyun and yelled: "You want to eat and drink for nothing, and you still hurt me, there is a reason? What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for looking at people, I hit you because I paid for it, but you let me go. When you come to the store to drink, you are your food and clothing parents, you deceive your parents, and I am beating you today as an unfilial son. Lin Ziyun laughed angrily.

"I beat you today to teach you a lesson for all the people in the world. You're just a tavern buddy, bullying the weak in this imperial city. I want to tell you today that you have been in Hedong for 30 years, and in Hexi for 30 years, don't bully young people into poverty......"

Lin Ziyun slammed the door and walked out, the streets were covered with cold rain, and he ran wildly all the way.

The lights on both sides of the Huai River are like day, and the red lanterns are hung on the bow of the boat and hung in front of the door. The rain is rippling on the water, and the river is flooded with rounds of red candles, but the smoke and waves of Jiangcheng are vast, and no matter where they are, they can't accommodate a forest cloud. The autumn rain that soaked the corners of his mouth was neither salty nor spicy, and Lin Ziyun swallowed it mouthfuls and mouthfuls, as if this could calm him down.

The green buildings on both sides of the Huai River, the firelight illuminates the entire long river. The rain that drifted down turned into drops of red dust and tears in the red light of the city, pouring into the Huai River, which was filled with too much sorrow. With the autumn waves, with the canopy boat sailed out of Chang'an City, leaving no trace, no trace. The voice of the singer in the green eaves and red mansion sent the ferryman away, but it couldn't wake up the hearts of people who couldn't go back.

Lin Ziyun cultivated the immortal method and obtained the divine art, but what he couldn't get was a peaceful heart. Even the immortal intent of the spell couldn't hide the drunkenness in his heart, like the hazy moonlight couldn't cover the autumn death.

A man in a gorgeous robe sat next to Lin Ziyun with two jars of fine wine in his hands, staring at him with a smile on his face.

"I'm here for you for a drink, friend. ”

"You don't care who I am, and I don't want to know who you are. I lack a drinker, and you lack a jug of wine. Zhao Qin picked up a jar of wine and handed it to Lin Ziyun.

Lin Ziyun didn't look at who it was, snatched the wine, and poured it in his mouth desperately. If he could, he didn't care who was who. If he could, he wanted to forget who he was.

"The smoke cage is cold and the moon is long and sandy, and the night is close to the restaurant in Qinhuai. The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country, and she still sings ...... across the river" Lin Ziyun looked at the brilliant lights on the other side, and looked up to the sky and laughed. In this life, I have ambitions, obscure work, and I have traveled to another world. It's ridiculous to laugh at yourself, it's ridiculous to laugh at others, it's ridiculous to laugh at the world. Laughing and laughing, he threw himself into the jar and wept silently.

This Du Mu's Bo Qinhuai expressed his dissatisfaction and anger with this world.

It's just that Zhao Qin, a courtier who is the son of today, is beside Lin Ziyun at this moment. Rao is his appreciation for this person's talent, poetry, but when he heard this anti-poem, with his boldness, he couldn't help but hurriedly cover Lin Ziyun's mouth.