The poems on the plum vase made Yang Guifei's heart bloom and she was so happy that she couldn't do it.

Over the years, there have been many people who have written poems to pat her ass, and Li Bai Ren Hanlin also patted her farts back then, and the famous poem "Yun Xiang Clothes and Flowers Want to Look" is a poem that specifically praises Yang Guifei.

It is said that Yang Guifei has seen a lot of sycophants in the world, but the poems that Gu Qing burned on the plum bottle made her particularly happy.

There is no other reason, because the sentences praising Yang Guifei in the poems are too popular and direct, catchy and easy to understand, and there are many verses praising Yang Guifei, and it is rare to praise Yang Guifei so directly.

Bai Juyi, the original author of "Song of Long Hatred", wrote poems with popular characteristics, and legend has it that after he wrote poems, he must first read them to the old women in the market, and if the old women could understand them, he would finalize the poems.

Yang Guifei seemed to be fascinated, reading the poems on the plum bottle word by word, and the more she read, the happier she became, and her long-depressed mood seemed to be much lighter.

"Who wrote this poem?" Yang Guifei raised her eyes and asked.

Xian Yu Zhongtong sighed secretly, Gu Qing, this kid is talented, lucky, and good at sycophancy.

When he presented the plum vase just now, he said that he ordered the porcelain kiln to burn this batch of unique plum bottles for Yang Guifei, and this favor to Yang Guifei fell silently.

But this poem on the plum vase ...... Xian Yu Zhongtong really didn't dare to take it for himself.

Talent is difficult to steal, it will be will, it won't be not, if Xian Yu Zhongtong takes this poem for himself, Yang Guifei is happy, and asks him to make another poem, then he will open his mouth and show his stuffing, and then the scene will be embarrassing, and he may be hated by Yang Guifei from now on, Yang Guifei will hate him, will her brother Yang Zhao still give him a good look?

It's too risky, so let's be honest.

"Concubine Niangniang, this poem was written by Gu Qing, the owner of the Qingyao in Shuzhou. Gu Qing is a local farmer, a 17-year-old boy, this person is peerless, open-minded, and has the wisdom of a strategist and the righteousness of a hero. ”

Since he can't keep it for himself, Xian Yu Zhongtong is simply generous and helps Gu Qing brag, hello, hello, everyone.

Yang Guifei's eyes were shining: "A boy who is only seventeen years old can make such moving poems, presumably for talent." I didn't expect it to be the owner of the porcelain kiln, this person is extraordinary. ”

"Yes, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, Gu Qing also made a Mid-Autumn Festival poem, which has been widely praised in Shuzhou City, and even spread to Yizhou."

Xian Yu Zhongtong saw that Yang Guifei was quite interested, so he memorized the full text of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Yang Guifei praised again and again: "Good words and sentences are completely different from the poems on the plum bottle, this Mid-Autumn Festival poem has more meaning, the word is full of joys and sorrows in the world, and can be passed down for thousands of years." ”

Yang Guifei's talkative eyes were full of smiles at the moment, and she said: "Under the rule of the Son of Heaven, the Tang Dynasty has produced many talents, and this young man's talent is very rare. ”

"Gu Qing can win the praise of the noble concubine, it is really a blessing for three lives."

Yang Guifei stroked a row of plum bottles in the box with her slender hand, the more she looked at it, the more she was happy, Shuzhou's hometown could produce such exquisite porcelain, not only that, but her hometown also produced a talented young talent, Yang Guifei was very proud.

In these years, the concept of local is still very strong, no matter what kind of high position they are in, they cannot erase the local complex in their hearts.

The young man she had never met, the poem full of lingering love, what surprised her the most was that he seemed to have a pair of god-like eyes, quietly watching her and Li Longji's acquaintance and love, and knew every detail from beginning to end.

I was suddenly curious about what kind of person he was.

"Where is that young man now?"

"In Shiqiao Village, Qingcheng County, I was busy firing porcelain for the noble concubine."

Yang Guifei thought for a while and said, "Qingcheng County is not far from Shuzhou, but let him come to Shuzhou, this palace wants to see him." ”

Xian Yu Zhongtong was taken aback, he didn't expect a poem and a batch of fired plum bottles to be so valued by the concubine, Gu Qing, this kid's sycophant shooting can be described as wonderful, I am afraid that I will have to learn sycophant skills from him in the future.

"The minister obeyed the order, and immediately ordered someone to bring Gu Qing to Shuzhou."

Xian Yu Zhongtong respectfully retired, Yang Guifei was still sitting in the pavilion, looking at the poems on the plum bottle stupidly, not only praising her beauty, but also detailing her love with the Son of Heaven, reading this poem at this time, she couldn't help but recall that she was in love with Li Longji when she was in love, Huaqing Pond sucked water and made music, Liyuan Music Ban Lifu sang with the woman, under the cherry blossom rain in the sky, Li Longji composed "Ni Dress Feather Song", she danced under the cherry blossom tree, and the surrounding musicians sang and sang with it, that picture is unforgettable.

What's the matter with him? Even if they are loving couples, they will inevitably quarrel and get angry, not to mention that the Son of Heaven has the majesty of the Son of Heaven, do you want to be angry with him forever?

"In heaven, I wish to be a winged bird, and on the earth, I wish to be a ...... of branches" Yang Guifei stroked the poem on the plum bottle with her fingers, and a faint mist appeared in her eyes.

…………

Li Bai was drunk again.

After Gu Qing brewed a high degree of alcohol, Li Bai got drunk more and more times, and he got drunk faster and faster. In the past, he could also use the strength of wine to chant poems to the moon, but now he gets drunk when he drinks, and he pours down when he gets drunk, and when he wakes up, his eyes are straight, and he continues to look for wine in a daze.

Gu Qing felt that he had committed a crime against the cultural heritage of mankind, and he felt that he had blessed countless elementary and middle school students thousands of years later, and he felt very complicated.

So Gu Qing decided to control the amount of alcohol Li Bai drank every day, the wine fairy sounded elegant and chic, and it was ugly to become an alcoholic, a good immortal, who could compose poetry and dance swords, it would be a pity to be ruined on high alcohol.

However, Li Bai has a chic and uninhibited temperament, and will not be swayed by anyone, if Gu Qing directly cuts the catty of wine, he is afraid that he will leave without saying a word, and break off the friendship from then on.

So Gu Qing had to regretfully tell him that it was too difficult to make wine, and the output could not keep up with his wine, so he asked him to control it a little, and then manage it when the output went up in the future.

Li Bai reluctantly accepted the reality, and after getting used to a high degree of alcohol, he felt tasteless when he drank those fruit wines, and Li Bai's alcohol consumption was finally controlled in the past few days, and he was rarely drunk.

Under the oil lamp in the evening, Gu Qing, Li Bai, Zhang Huaiyu, and the three of them sat around the table, and there was a square tripod on the table, and the soup in the tripod was boiling, and it was steaming.

Li Bai and Zhang Huaiyu looked at the tripod with a curious expression, and then leaned over to look at the red-hot charcoal under the tripod.

"What is this?" Li Bai asked.

"Hot pot." Gu Qing's words were concise and to the point.

"For food?" Zhang Huaiyu asked again.

"No, it is used to wash your hands, it has the effect of whitening and removing scars, and the effect is better if you soak your face in it and wash it."

Zhang Huaiyu was stunned: "Really? ”

"False, if you ask nonsense in the future, I will humiliate you with this kind of fool who can hear that something is wrong and you will believe the falsehood."