"A certain and this little friend don't know each other, it's called anything, a certain family is called Qinglian, the words are too white, if you are not happy, it doesn't matter if you call a bull's nose."

Sure enough, it was him, Liu Ji felt that it was still good in Chang'an, and if you fight casually, you can also meet a cow.

For most Chinese people, their understanding of poetry begins with the poem "Silent Night Thoughts" in primary school textbooks: the bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, looking up at the bright moon, bowing their heads and thinking of their hometown.

For most Chinese people, their understanding of the Tang Dynasty began with this man named Li Bai, because he experienced the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, and the poems he wrote are almost a portrayal of that great era.

For most Chinese people, their understanding of China is basically inseparable from this representative named Li Bai, especially in the field of literature.

Fifty-two-year-old Li Bai has taken off the astringency of youth, the chic of youth, and the stumbling of middle age, and has begun to enter the maturity of old age and the final glory.

In another ten years, the three pillars of the Tang Dynasty will fall together, Li Longji, Li Heng, and this great poet.

At this time, he stood alive in front of Liu Ji.

"Mr. Taibai."

Liu Ji arched his hand at him and said with a straight face.

The old man shook the sleeves of his robe, and his expression was a little impatient: "Just be long-winded, it's serious to find a place to eat and drink." ”

Everyone is Wan'er, but at this hour, seeing the sun setting in the west, the city gate has been closed, thinking of the previous joke, Liu Ji squeezed his eyes towards Li Tengkong, in his mind, Li Linfu has countless properties in the city, how can there be a few Zhuangzi outside the city, but unexpectedly, the girl bit her lower lip, her eyes hesitated, and there seemed to be something unspeakable.

He didn't mind going back to the barracks, but let Yan Zhuang, Tian Qianzhen and others see it, and I don't know if there will be another fight.

"A certain house is not far away, why don't you go and sit, and then think about it and it will be dark."

In the end, it was the handsome old man who spoke, and a few people walked towards a market town on the outskirts.

There is a square in the city, there is a city next to the city, and there is a set outside the city, when did this begin to form, and the experts of later generations did not have a conclusive conclusion, but it almost reached its peak in the Tang Dynasty, especially during the Tianbao period.

This is no way, just like the imperial capital of later generations, the third ring is sky-high, the third and fourth rings are high-priced, and the fifth ring is not something that ordinary people can afford, but the life has to be lived, that is, to settle down in Hebei Province and go back and forth to work.

Although Li Bai, who has been in Tianbao for eleven years, has not fallen to the point of his friend Du Fu, he basically belongs to sitting and eating empty, fortunately, he is lucky, his second wife is the granddaughter of Zong Chuke, the powerful minister of Zhongzong, although the family road is down, there are still some foundations, at least you can rent a quiet courtyard in the market town not far from the city.

At this time, the sky is getting dark, the closed drums in Chang'an City sounded one after another, although there is no night ban outside the city, the patrolmen in the market town are still patrolling everywhere, reminding the people to be careful of the candles, and at the same time bear a certain responsibility for arrest.

"It's ......"

The fence door was opened, and a woman appeared behind the door with an oil lamp, in Liu Ji's opinion, the woman's age should be in her thirties, which is already an advanced age in this era.

"A few friends came to prepare some food, and some to entertain guests." The old man gave a casual order, and walked through the door with his hands behind his back.

"Hmm."

The woman responded obediently, several people obviously knew her identity, and they all called her "chatter", Liu Ji didn't know how to call it, so she could only call her "sister-in-law" indiscriminately.

Li Teng, who was walking behind, gave him a blank look: "That's Zong Siniang, don't scream." ”

Liu Ji smiled and said nothing, fate is really wonderful, ten years later, Li Bai sent his wife Zong to Lushan and entrusted it to this little girl, not long after, he died of illness, and the two women were only afraid to become friends in the end, but they didn't expect to know each other at this time.

His smile made Li Tengkong a little confused, and he couldn't say anything about him after thinking about it, so he could only glare at him hatefully and follow Aunt Sun into the house.

Before Liu Ji entered the house, he glanced at the two sergeants behind him, and the two left willingly.

The woman's hands and feet were very quick, and she quickly packed up some food, warmed a pot of wine, and sent it to the old man, who casually beckoned everyone to sit down, and ignored them, and poured a cup for herself, and took a sip, with a pleasant expression on her face.

When he came to this time and space, he was accustomed to that kind of cumbersome etiquette, even if he ate wine with acquaintances such as Feng Changqing, Li Siye, and Tian Zhen, it was impossible for him to be so rude, and it was the first time he had met such a casual host who was entertaining guests in his own home.

"Come on, it's all full." The host ignored it, and Aunt Sun took on the responsibility of hospitality, looked at the two and said.

"Wulang, Twenty-five Niang, today's incident started from a quarrel, and finally misunderstood, drank this glass of wine, and revealed the matter, is it done?"

Liu Ji smiled: "I'm fine, I don't know if the little lady is so angry?" ”

"Who has time to be angry with you, isn't it rare?"

"Hey, this is like what a monk said, how can you always get along with us ordinary people, right?" Liu Ji picked up the cup and stretched it out in front of her.

"Hmph." Li Tengkong snorted and reluctantly touched him.

"That's right, if you want to see me in the future, send someone to tell me directly, you don't need to track and block the road, it's easy for people to misunderstand."

Before Li Tengkong's sip of wine went down his throat, he choked on his words and blocked his trachea, coughing so hard that he couldn't breathe, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Just be angry with her." Aunt Sun hurriedly patted her on the back and glanced at Liu Yu.

"Oh, what's going on, come with me and clear your throat."

Zong Siniang came in and saw it, and directly helped Li Tengkong, who was coughing, out.

Aunt Sun looked at Liu Ji with a smile: "What do you want to know about spending her?" ”

"Has Arbus retreated in the direction of the Golden Mountain?"

There wasn't much time, and Liu Ji didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so he asked directly.

"Before we left, they did go west, and where they went, we didn't ask."

"Before you left, did you see the Hui people?"

Aunt Sun shook her head: "No, only Fan Yang's soldiers and horses, as well as Xi and Khitan people to help." ”

The news that the other party said was not much different from Liu Ji's guess, and Absi must have taken the initiative to evacuate after being convinced, which also means that the subordinates he sent to Fan Yang should have completed the task, and just when he was about to continue asking, he suddenly heard the old man muttering on the side.

"Fan Yang, Fan Yang can't stay, something is going to happen, something big is going to happen."

The people in the room were stunned.