A leaf flat boat goes up with the Yangtze River, the canyon on both sides of the river is towering, suddenly a gap is exposed, and there is a pontoon boat pier at the shore mouth.

On the dock, a middle-aged scribe in a long shirt fought with his hands behind his back, and three long wisps of long beard fluttered under his chin, which was quite free and easy.

Seeing Bian Zhou, he smiled and said, "Brother Taibai, my brother has finally waited for you." ”

"Master Meng, just send the address to Bai is, why wait here in person, if it is me, I will definitely hide in the restaurant and drink for three moments." Li Bai laughed, jumped from the bow of the boat, and jumped to Meng Haoran's side.

"Who is this?" Meng Haoran looked at Li Yuan.

"A Traveler." Li Yuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, lifted his shirt, walked slowly to the bow of the boat, and got on the dock after Li Baiyi pulled it.

Meng Haoran's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Li Yuan's behavior, he guessed a lot in his heart, although he seemed to be an old man, there was no inconvenience in his behavior, and it was quite etiquette, it seemed that he was a rich and noble family.

"I love Master Meng, and I am heard of all over the world." Li Yuan chanted the poem lightly, looked at Meng Haoran, his eyes were full of ridicule, and he smiled slightly, "If a guest comes, shouldn't the host be entertained?" ”

Meng Haoran was awakened by Li Yuan's point, stroked his long beard, and sighed: "The old man is wrong, I am a miser, and it was Brother Taibai who wanted to beg for wine money, so he played tricks on me." ”

"The old man is wrong." Li Yuan sighed lightly, took out the sword from his waist, cut off the white hair with the sword, and immediately turned into a young man.

But the eyes are full of vicissitudes.

White hair can be broken, but life experience can't be broken.

Li Bai looked at Li Yuan with wide eyes and muttered, "I have been calling you my father-in-law, and I have been by my side for several days, but I haven't noticed ......"

"Under Li Ji'an." Li Yuan shook his head.

Ji Shi Anmin, since Li Shimin occupies those two words, then he uses the other two words.

"Your parents are not ordinary people." Meng Haoran said.

Li Bai and Meng Haoran are friends, and as soon as they meet, they naturally have countless things to talk about, but they are guests from afar, and they also have to catch the wind and wash the dust, so they found a restaurant, ordered a few plates of hot dishes, and had a few jars of wine.

"Brother Taibai, recently, Xu Xiang's daughter recruited relatives, as your brother as your friend, like Xu Xiang introduced you, if you get a beautiful girl, then getting an official position is just a letter of recommendation." Meng Haoran said.

Li Bai's eyes are a little red, he is twenty-six years old, and now he is only famous, but he is still a long way from being official.

Learn and excel!

Even a person like Li Bai who is free and easy by nature is not exempt from vulgarity.

"Thank you, Master Meng, Taibai ......" he raised his glass and drank it all.

Meng Haoran smiled slightly, he didn't care, he was more than ten years older than Li Bai, and his pursuit of fame and fortune was much weaker, "As early as Anlu, I heard that Brother Taibai writes poetry very well, and he writes better when he drinks, how about you and me drinking poetry?" ”

Li Bai was about to nod happily.

Li Yuan, who was next to him, sighed softly and said, "This wine is as light as water, how can it show Brother Taibai's poetic skills." ”

He clapped his hands, and two handymen appeared in the restaurant, struggling to carry a half-person-high jar of wine.

The wine jar was unsealed, and the smell was immediately puffed up.

"This wine was buried in the ninth year of Zhenguan, and the eldest grandson of the queen of the virtuous generation passed away that year." Li Yuan sighed with emotion and continued: "The poor Dao medical skills are not peerless, but they failed to rush to the Zichen Palace to save the queen......"

He took a deep breath, raised his head, tears in his eyes, and gradually wet his cheeks, "It was also at that time that Poor Dao no longer cared about the affairs of the world, and tried his best to save it, but some things could not be undone. ”

In the year of Zhenguan, there are too many regrets.

When Empress Changsun was critically ill, he hurried from Jinling, wanting to do his best to save it.

But failed, and he was stopped outside the gate of Chang'an City after all.

On that day, the rain was heavy,

And he,

Drifting away.

On the city wall, Li Chengqian looked at him quietly and didn't say a word.

There is hatred, and there is reluctance.

Hou Junji led the army to kill, and he escaped by chance, but after several months, he couldn't go back.

"Too white! Drink! A drunk relieves a thousand sorrows! Li Yuan laughed, drank wine, and went wild,