After taking a few sips of wine, Gu Qing's excited emotions gradually calmed down.

The excitement just now was because I saw ancient celebrities, especially poets, the only people in the Tang Dynasty who lived the purest life. Gu Qing's excitement is the mentality of fans, after all, I memorized so many poems from him when I was a child, and I still have to understand it after memorizing it, the teacher asked, why did Li Bai write this sentence, what kind of emotions did he express, and so on.

These nonsensical questions once tortured Gu Qing to the point of going crazy.

Seeing the living Shixian with his own eyes, looking at his drunken appearance, Gu Qing believed that the questions raised by the teacher in his previous life were probably not answered by Li Bai himself.

At that time, I wrote with the strength of wine, and when I wrote, I had a good idea, what else could I do for it? Some poems don't even pay much attention to the rhythm of Pingxiao, throw the pen and fall asleep after writing, wake up with a confused face, what did he do when he was drunk, what poems he wrote, what emotions he felt when he wrote poems, Gu Qing felt that Li Bai himself might not be able to answer these questions.

Fans can go crazy with intermittent smoking for idols, you don't have to hold your idols too high, idols will still vomit if they drink too much, and they will still hurt when they are beaten.

"Brother Taibai, wait a minute, I'll go and cook you a few dishes to drink." Gu Qing was very hospitable.

Li Bai carried the wine jar with one hand, and grabbed him with the other: "Brother Xian, don't be busy, why do you need to use vegetables for drinking, you and I just raise a glass and drink freely." ”

"Dry drink?" Gu Qing smiled: "Brother Taibai is heroic, so I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman." ”

So they drank bitterly from the jar of wine.

Li Bai's wine is not too good strictly speaking, and he is long-winded after getting drunk, and the main topic is some anecdotes about his travels to the mountains and rivers of the Tang Dynasty over the years, he seems to be particularly fond of landscapes, talking about the famous rivers and rivers, and from time to time he makes a "sigh" type of admiration, and after saying a paragraph, he closes his eyes and saves, and his face is fascinated, as if he is integrated with those scenery.

For the court officialdom, he rarely mentioned it, his expression was quite contradictory, and when the conversation changed, it was a famous scenery.

A jar of wine unconsciously went down, Gu Qing felt a little dizzy, there was no appetizer, he drank quickly and urgently, and no matter how good the amount of wine was, he couldn't bear it.

The strange thing is that Li Bai is not drunk yet. Obviously, he looks like he has drunk a lot, and he will fall when he touches it, but he can continue to drink, so thin and thin, I am curious where the wine he drank is hidden.

Shouldn't you pee while drinking? There is no doubt that this wild and reckless poet immortal can do anything.

Gu Qing leaned over and looked under the table uneasily, the ground was dry, the straw mat was dry, and the futon was also dry.

Fortunately, the drunken poet still has a trace of discipline still exists.

Seeing Gu Qing leaning over, Li Bai was stunned for a moment, and he also leaned over, and the eyes of the two met under the table.

"Is it the custom here to hide under the table and drink? It's fun, come on, try it. Li Bai said and put his head under the table, hooked the wine jar with one hand, and laboriously poured wine into his mouth.

Gu Qing blinked, laughed, and simply stuck his head under the table, and the two of them buried their heads under the table like this, pouting their two buttocks and drinking, laughing while drinking.

Song Gensheng pushed the door in, and the first thing he saw was this picture.

"Two butts?" Song Gensheng rubbed his eyes, wondering if he hadn't woken up.

There was a laugh from the bottom of the table, Song Gensheng stepped forward, leaned over to observe, poked his head out curiously, and also stuck his head under the table.

So there were three heads at the bottom of the table and three butts outside the table.

"What are you doing?" Song Gensheng asked quietly, turning his head to look at Li Bai: "...... is it that you didn't ask for advice?"

Li Bai laughed and said: "Another drinker, be a white one!" Wine comes! ”

The wine jar ran out of wine, Gu Qing got up and went to the kitchen to get wine, this time he took three jars and handed one to Song Gensheng.

The bottom of the table was too stuffy, Li Bai and Gu Qing felt bored after playing for a while, so they returned to normal.

"This is Li Bai, the word is too white." Gu Qing enthusiastically introduced: "Brother Taibai, the young man surnamed Song you have been looking for, the one who wrote the Mid-Autumn Festival lyrics, is him, Song Gensheng." ”

Li Bai's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Song Gensheng's arm suddenly: "You made the Mid-Autumn Festival speech?" Good words! Today I can meet Brother Gu Xian, and I can meet Brother Song Xian, today is really a lucky day. ”

Affectionately tugging at Song Gensheng's arm and not letting go, Li Bai laughed and said: "The talent of the young man, I have only seen it in my life, tonight you and I fall asleep, discuss poetry and literature together, come and come, drink and win." ”

Without saying a word, he picked up the wine jar and poured it into Song Gensheng's mouth, Song Gensheng was shocked and struggled: "Slow, slow!" The lyricist is not me, it is ...... Whining. ”

Gu Qing smiled and watched the excitement, and after getting close to Li Bai, he was really like a person. Li Bai is a very straightforward person, his words and deeds have not followed the secular etiquette at all, he will say whatever he thinks, his words and deeds are like a big child who does not understand world affairs, innocent and straightforward, except for the first year of Tianbao's entry into the palace Hanlin to wait for the edict, he had to write some poems to praise Li Longji, and most of the other times he said the truth.

Li Bai appreciates that a person's practice is to pour wine, and the more he drinks, the more he feels that the other party is a confidant.

Song Gensheng was poured by Li Bai with his hands and feet, and the mouth of the wine jar blocked his mouth, and he almost lost his breath.

Li Bai was still not satisfied, and turned his head to Gu Qing while pouring wine: "Your friend is not happy, even drinking is so procrastinated, how can such a restrained person make such a stunning and brilliant statement as the Mid-Autumn Festival?" ”

Gu Qing said with a smile: "Everyone has their own nature, and some people don't like to drink, and it is useless to force it. ”

Li Bai was thoughtful and sighed regretfully: "Brother Xian is right, it's me Meng Lang." ”

After speaking, Li Bai's interest seemed to have decreased a lot, let go of Song Gensheng, and poured a sip of wine alone.

Song Gensheng covered his neck and coughed vigorously, his face turned red, and his expression was very confused in addition to pain.

What's going on? I was inexplicably drunk by a stranger without saying a word when I entered the door, are strangers so terrible these days?

Song Gensheng inadvertently found the faded long sword under Li Bai's futon, his expression froze, and he pointed at Gu Qing, who was gloating, saying that he had a grudge, and then decided to avoid the edge for the time being. This stranger didn't know where he was coming from, so he hid for a while.

didn't have time to explain the authorship of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Song Gensheng didn't even say a word of farewell, and fled in a panic while coughing.

Gu Qing and Li Bai laughed.

Tonight, and indulge in madness.

"Brother Taibai knows swordsmanship?" Gu Qing looked curiously at the long sword he was wearing.

Li Bai picked up the sword and said, "I was proficient in swordsmanship at the age of fifteen, and I also used this sword to kill the bandit Qiang Liang. ”

Gu Qing was in awe, and then he was stunned for a moment, he couldn't understand why he was in awe, he had also killed Qiang Liang, the process was a bit hard.

Li Bai poured another sip of wine and said loudly: "It's good to drink with the virtuous brother, but if you don't have fun or dance, won't you be disappointed?" It's better to see the sword dance for the brother and the longevity of the virtuous brother! ”

Saying that, Li Bai's figure suddenly rose up, his thin body flew out upside down like a sharp arrow, and with a bang, the long sword came out of its sheath, and the blade body emitted a dazzling cold light under the moonlit night.

The body is like a warbler piercing the willows, and the sword seems to chase the soul without leaving people.