Liu Hao laughed: "What did Brother Taibai say, I was going to write a letter to invite you to come over and taste the wine, I didn't want Brother Taibai to come to the door suddenly, it's really gratifying." I don't have anything else here, but I burn a lot of knives, so I must get drunk with Brother Taibai today. ”

Li Bai said with a smile while walking in with everyone: "I met Gao Zhongwu who had returned home in Qinglingtai in Fengqiu, and he had already let him taste the burning knife he was carrying that day, which was really a supreme wine." ”

When he came to the backyard, Liu Hao asked the guy to quickly set up a table of specialty dishes, and burn the knife to come to the four altars first. The ancient poet Li Bai is here, isn't this a good hospitality? Although Du Fu's reputation in history is similar to him, Du Fu is dangling in front of Liu Hao every day, and he is obscene from time to time, which makes it difficult for him to have any admiration for the poet.

While waiting for the wine and food, Liu Hao asked Li Bai: "How did Brother Taibai meet Brother Zhongwu?" ”

Li Bai poured a sip of tea and said: "When I walked to Fengqiu that day, I thought that it would not be easy to come once, so I went to Qinglingtai to worship, and after I got there, I didn't think that Zhongwu had already arrived, and he was also hanging Han Ping and his wife. Seeing that he was heroic, he had the heart to make friends, who knew that this person was Gao Shi, a famous chivalrous warrior in the north. After talking, I learned that he had just come from Luoyang and was about to return home and move to Luoyang. ”

Xiao Shiyilang suddenly interrupted Li Bai's words at this time and asked, "I don't know where Qinglingtai is?" He actually made both brothers go to worship. ”

Yan Zhenqing said to him on the side: "According to legend, when the nations were in the world, King Song Kang went on an outing, and saw that the mulberry picking girls in the mulberry garden were all graceful and never tired of looking at them, so he ordered to build a platform in the mulberry garden and named it Qingling Terrace. One day, King Song Kang saw a young woman on the Qingling Terrace, which was very moving, and the king was shocked. So he asked his subordinates to inquire and learned that this woman was the wife of scholar Han Ping. Immediately, the magistrate ordered Han Ping to dedicate his wife. ”

When he said this, Du Fu took a sip of tea and said: "Han Ping received the order, but he had nothing to do, so he could only hug his wife and cry. The next day, in order to prevent her husband from dying, Xi Shi boarded the car and entered the palace. I don't want Han Ping to hang himself on a tree behind the village. When King Song Kang learned that Xi was coming, he was overjoyed and prepared to accept Xi as a concubine. When Xi learned of her husband's death, she begged to come on stage to worship her late husband, and then served King Song Kang. ”

When he said this, Li Bai sighed and said: "How did King Song Kang know that the Xi clan had a will to die, and he jumped to his death when he landed on the Qingling platform. King Song Kang was furious and did not allow the two to be buried together, and buried Xi on the other side of the road next to Han Ping's tomb. So that this path separates the graves of the two so that they can never be together. The villagers sympathized with the poor couple and planted a willow tree in front of their graves as a memorial. ”

This story Liu Hao knew when he went to Qinglingtai to play when he was a child in his previous life, and then Li Bai's words said: "Not long after, those two trees quickly grew into big trees, and the branches and leaves of the two trees intersected and were twisted together. And there is also a pair of mandarin ducks perched on the trees, screaming day and night. Later generations mourned and named these two trees Acacia Trees. ”

After Liu Hao finished speaking, the group of birdmen were silent. Li Bai said in a daze: "In ancient times, I was proud, but now there is only Qinglingtai." Although this matter exists in the legends, but the high platform is still there, throughout the ages, how many couples can do so unyielding, loyal and unyielding? ”

Liu Hao lifted the brush on the low table next to him, pulled over a piece of rice paper and wrote: "In the sky, I wish to be a winged bird, and in the earth, I wish to be a branch." The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever. ”

Li Bai looked at the poem written by Liu Hao and couldn't help but admire: "Good words! Good poetry! Good feelings! At this time, the wine and food had already been put on the table, and Li Bai said: "Everyone, for the loyalty and unyielding of Han Ping and his wife, you should be a big white!" After saying that, he began to pour the wine on his own.

Liu Hao got rid of the sad emotion in his heart, poured a cup with him, and did it with everyone. After drinking the wine, he regretted it, forgetting that the last time he drank was the fake that Liu San poured for him, this time he drank a large glass of his own steamed wine, he really couldn't stand it, Liu Hao's head immediately sank a lot.

Because other birdmen often drink, it's fine, even Xiao Shiyilang, who has the worst amount of alcohol, didn't have a "live broadcast", it seems that the amount of alcohol has increased a lot recently. After drinking, everyone began to warm up, and Li Bai naturally became the target of everyone, and they all raised their glasses to him one by one.

Wine is really weird, China's thousands of years of history, every generation is inseparable from wine. And wine is the best medium to communicate emotions. This is not Li Bai was still a little restrained with a group of birdmen just now, three glasses of wine in his stomach, and now one arm is hooked around Yan Zhenqing's neck, and the two of them are now actually starting to call each other brothers.

For this poet immortal in Chinese history, Liu Hao didn't know whether to sympathize or what, anyway, he always felt that he was a very tragic person, and he wanted to serve the country as an official all his life, but when he was proud, he longed for the kind of life of a Taoist priest who traveled all over the world. After wandering outside for a while, he began to talk about being an official again, and he kept repeating it for the rest of his life.

The dishes in heaven and earth opened Li Bai's eyes, plus he ran all the way, sleeping in the open all day, after a few glasses of wine at this time, he was no longer shy, and he ate like chopsticks, and this bold character immediately won the favor of everyone. A group of people chatted while eating, and everyone's topic was chaotic, and the topic somehow turned to Qinglingtai.

Xiao Shiyilang stuffed a lot of things in his mouth, and said to Liu Hao vaguely: "Such a poignant thing, why don't Zhicai make a tune, so that the world can remember this past." Du Fu laughed when he heard this: "Brother Xiao's words are reasonable, so Zhicai should not refuse." ”

Liu Hao was drinking at this time, and he couldn't stand their pouting, so he immediately stood up and said: "I have a story here, similar to Qinglingtai, it is said to be adapted from Qinglingtai, do you want to listen to it?" ”

Li Bai obviously drank a little too much, and accidentally jumped out of Sichuan: "I want it!" Fine! ”

Liu Hao first poured half a glass of water to refresh himself, then stood up and told the story of Liang Zhu while walking around the couch. In his previous life, the TV station in his hometown did a program about Qinglingtai, saying that the story of Liang Zhu may have borrowed from the legend of Qinglingtai, as for the true or false Liu Hao can't say, anyway, now he has compiled these two together, since he lets himself transform this history, of course, Liu Hao has the final say, hehe!

After he finished speaking, everyone was silent again, Li Bai put down the chopsticks in his hand, and muttered: "The most affectionate thing in the world is nothing more than that." It's just that the scholar seems to be too wooden, and he didn't realize that the other party was a woman after living together for three years, and he was really a useless nerd. ”

Xiao Shiyi Lang also said: "Brother Taibai is right, the summer is so hot, how thick can the woman wear?" And what should I do if the woman has a menstrual period? And it's still sleeping in the same bed, what a nerd! ”

Liu Hao opened his mouth wide and didn't know what to say, it's a good day, it's one of the four major folk tales in China, and there is no market in Datang, maybe this is the difference between ancient and modern people.

Just when Liu Hao was thinking about whether to play a song of Liang Zhu, Du Fu, a man in love, expressed his opinion: "The story of Zhicai is mainly about unyielding love, where do you think?" This kind of unyielding emotion is so similar to Han Ping and his wife in Qinglingtai, it should be praised! Zhicai, let's feast our ears, just now I saw that you are eager to try. ”

I rub, is Lao Tzu so eager? Maybe it's because of drinking, Liu Hao always wants to show himself. When he was about to ask Liu San to bring the guzheng, Li Bai suddenly said: "There is a Xiqin sent by Bai Yunzi here, but no one can play it, do you want to try it?" ”

Xi Qin? What kind of instrument is this? Liu Hao arched his hand at Li Bai and said, "Please take it out Brother Taibai, otherwise I don't know if I can play." ”

Li Bai said, "It's on top of the mount," and ran out to get it. At this time, Baguio and Ling'er came in, and said to Liu Hao with a smile: "The slave family heard that Lang Jun is going to play music, so come and listen to it, it won't disturb you drinking, right?" ”

Without waiting for Liu Hao to speak, the group of birdmen patted their chests and said that it was okay. In fact, it is normal for men and women to sit together in Datang, but Baguio is afraid that everyone will not be comfortable drinking, so they generally don't come to disturb.

When Li Bai hurriedly ran over, Liu Hao saw what he said about Xi Qin. It's actually an erhu, I didn't expect that Datang would have this thing, Liu Hao always thought that it was the Song Dynasty.

Li Bai handed the erhu to Liu Hao and asked, "Can Zhicai play?" ”

Liu Hao didn't speak, moved a stool to do it, and tuned the tone first according to the steps he had taught students to pull the erhu in his previous life. The timbre is slightly worse than the erhu of later generations, and the tone is somewhat different, but it's not a big problem. He fiddled for a while and said to everyone: "Everyone, the name of this piece is "Liang Zhu", also called "Butterfly". It's also the first time I've played with this xiqin, so listen up. ”

After everyone finished speaking, he lowered his head and began to pull up, the unique poignant sound of the erhu immediately attracted everyone, the sound quality of the erhu was already sad, coupled with Liang Zhu's beautiful melody, not only everyone was fascinated by it, but even Liu Hao was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself. He closed his eyes, as if he was back in the somewhat messy piano shop, and he was still playing the piano sheet music on the computer alone in the middle of the night・・・・・・

After he stopped, he realized that he had shed tears at some point, wiped away the tears and looked at the others, one or two of them seemed to have pink eye, and Baguio and Ling'er cried so much that they had pear blossoms. Perhaps this is the charm of music, even without a word, this melody alone can touch the softest part of the heart of the person listening to music.