Wei Pavilion is in the Jixian Peak at the southern foot of Heng Mountain.

During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the war in the north was raging, the south of the Yangtze River was relatively stable, Taoism flourished in the south, Hengshan was one of the famous Taoist mountains, there were many Taoist spectators on the mountain, there were more than 30 left now, Wei Pavilion was one of the most incense and the most prosperous. Legend has it that during the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there was Mrs. Wei who cultivated here for 16 years, the day soared, and the descendants respected as Mrs. Nanyue, and this Taoist temple was also called Wei Pavilion.

In the Tang Dynasty, Taoism was the state religion, and it was the dream of many people to become an immortal, and the legend of Lady Nanyue aroused the interest of many people. In addition, Wei Pavilion is close to Hengzhou City under the mountain, and it is very convenient to come and go, so it has become the favorite place of many semi-hermits.

Li Mi borrowed to live in Wei Pavilion and went to live in the Panruo Temple of Tianzhu Peak in order to ask for benefits from the lazy monk and another great virtue known as the stone monk.

Li Zaixing followed Li Mi into the Wei Pavilion, and when he was at the door, Li Mi stopped, sighed curiously, and stopped. Li Zaixing asked puzzledly: "What's wrong?" ”

Li Mi stretched out his hand and pointed.

Li Zaixing followed his hand and saw two horses on the tethered stake in the distance, and a richly decorated carriage, beside which stood several young men in brocade robes and hats. Although Li Zaixing was not very clear about the costumes of the Tang Dynasty, he could guess that this should be the entourage of the wealthy family. However, with Li Yu's identity and experience, he wouldn't make such a fuss.

"Is there a guest in the view?"

"I'm afraid so." Li Mi nodded, his eyes shrunk: "That yellow and white horse is called Tellebi, produced in Dawan, which is extremely rare in Jiangnan, even in Chang'an. A person who can own such a horse is probably not as simple as ordinary wealth. ”

Li Zaixing couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, Li Yu is really a thoughtful person, and a horse can think of so much. Because of his previous life, he was also very fond of horses, and he only saw that this horse was a good horse, but he did not expect this horse to be so precious.

Li Mi glanced at it again, led Li Zaixing into the gate, turned to the corridor next to him, and was just about to walk towards the guest house where he lived, when a Taoist boy walked in front of him, with a smile on his face: "Li Jun can be regarded as back." ”

Li Mi was a little surprised: "Are you waiting for me?" ”

"There are distinguished guests in the view, and I heard that Li Jun is here, so I specially asked me to invite Li Jun to meet. Unexpectedly, Li Jun went for most of the day, and he didn't even catch up with the luncheon. ”

"What kind of guest?"

"Former Hanlin scholar Li Qixian."

"Li Bai?" Li Mi frowned, and suddenly laughed: "It turned out to be him, it seems that he is rich again." ”

As soon as he heard Li Bai's three words, Li Zaixing suddenly felt that his heartbeat was a little fast. When it comes to Li Bai, everyone knows it, and no one knows it. Even a person like him, who has no love for poetry, knows Li Bai's name. It can be said that Li Bai is synonymous with the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty. How many dolls in later generations have not read Li Bai's poems? I didn't expect to meet such a heavyweight poet when I got off the mountain.

However, while Li Zaixing was excited, he still sensitively noticed Li Yu's disdain. He immediately put away the smile that had not yet bloomed, and looked at Li Yu quietly. Li Mi pondered for a moment: "Wait for me to go back and change my clothes, and then go to the meeting." ”

Xiao Daotong ushered in the send-off, and he is also a person who is good at observing faces, seeing Li Yu's expression, he hurriedly gave a salute: "Then I will reply to the tutor and the bachelor and tell them the good news." ”

Li Mi answered, led Li Zaixing into the guest house of the West Cross Courtyard, pushed open the door, and Li Mi stretched out his hand to signal: "Brother Xian sit down for a while." ”

Li Zaixing leaned the long pole against the door, fetched some water from the well in the courtyard, washed his face, and then looked at Li Yu, who was still frowning: "What, San Lang doesn't want to see Li Shixian?" ”

Li Mi glanced at him, thought for a while, and said helplessly: "Brother Xian doesn't know, this poet's poems are indeed good, delicate and handsome, bold and unrestrained, elegant and elegant, and novel, which is indeed rare for people." It's just that this person is uninhibited and does things for others, and it is inevitable that he is a little ashamed of this fairy spirit. A few years ago, he was given gold and released because of this temper, and in the past few years he has traveled around, constantly interfering with the powerful, hoping to re-enter the official career, but he has gained nothing. When they heard that I was here, they were anxious to see me, and I was afraid that it had something to do with it. When we met, I really didn't know how to answer him. ”

Li Zaixing understood. Li Bai was given gold and released a few years ago - to put it bluntly, he was dismissed by the emperor, and after returning home, he was not willing to be lonely, and asked for officials everywhere, but he didn't want to think about it, how many people who were dismissed by the emperor still dared to use them again? It makes sense that he ran into walls everywhere. Li Bai came to Wei Pavilion, maybe it was not necessarily for Li Mi, but once he heard that Li Mi was here, he was anxious to see him, which may be related to Li Mi's special identity.

Don't look at Li Mi now, he is also a person seeking officials, but his future is immeasurable, and he is by no means comparable to Li Bai. First, because Li Mi is still young, and secondly, because Li Mi is not only a young handsome man who likes today, but also a good friend of the prince. Once the crown prince ascends the throne, Li Mi will definitely rise to the top. Li Bai had stayed in the Chang'an Imperial Court and probably knew this, so he deigned to be courteous to Li Bi regardless of his age and identity.

I didn't expect this poet to be an official fan.

However, Li Mi didn't want to see Li Bai, I'm afraid it was not just because Li Bai wanted to pull a relationship to seek an official, it could be heard from Li Mi's tone, he was not too interested in the character of this poet immortal, and the four words debauchery and unruly were not good words, and they were even more derogatory to immortals.

"What's wrong with this Li Shixian doing things for others?"

"Alas, it is said that he was originally from Broken Leaves, and he has a few more Hu Qi in his temperament, and his movements and demeanor are inevitably inconsistent with the teachings of the saints, and it is really a bit ridiculous to hold on to the world." Li Mi sighed: "Indulging in alcohol and making mistakes, no courtesy from a minister, it is a loss to public morality, and it can be said to be the nature of a poet." Entering the door of power and greedy for rich and noble assets is not a private virtue. Brother Xian, sit down for a while, and I'll come when I go. ”

Li Mi obviously didn't plan to talk more about Li Bai with Li Zaixing, so he asked Li Zaixing to sit by himself for a while, changed his clothes, and went reluctantly. Although Li Zaixing didn't know what Li Bi was talking about, he could also hear that Li Bi was not only not interested in Li Bai, but was simply disgusted. It's okay to indulge in alcohol and make mistakes, and he is angry about Li Bai's private morality. Entering the power gate, has Li Bai ever been a door-to-door son-in-law? This is indeed not a good thing, whether it is in ancient times or in the 21st century, the son-in-law is not very good, not to mention that he is still greedy for other people's wealth, even Li Zaixing feels a little excessive.

Li Bai is such a person? Li Zaixing was a little disappointed. He has been with Li Bai for a while, and knows that Li Bi rarely says that people are not behind his back, and if he says this about Li Bai today, he probably won't wronged Li Bai, it must be that Li Bai really did these things.

The truth is desperate. Li Zaixing sighed, drove Li Bai out of his mind, and looked at the surrounding environment. Li Mi's room is very simple, one bed, one case, a few seats, a simple screen, a few books on the case, a piece of clothing on the shelf, and other than that, there are no other things.

Li Zaixing was bored, so he opened the book on the case. After two glances, he felt bored. In the eight years he has been in this world, he has read only a handful of books, and the master never reads books, and everything he learns from the master is dictated. The most words he saw were the steles in the temple, the poems on the walls, and he didn't see any books on the eight classics, and the scriptures in the temple, but he was not interested in the Buddhist scriptures, and he never read them.

The book on Li Mi's case is a manuscript, vertical, with traditional characters, and what makes Li Zaixing even more depressed is that there is no punctuation and sentence breaks, which looks very awkward. Only then did Li Zaixing realize that although he had been in this world for eight years, he was still a long way from integrating into this world. Even if he doesn't plan to be admitted to the sergeant and become an official, he will come into contact with people in the future, and this correspondence will be unavoidable, and reading and writing is also a basic ability that must be possessed.

Li Zaixing stubbornly looked at the book word by word, and it took a lot of effort before he could see that this was a book on the art of war, as if it was written by a person surnamed Wei. The paragraph Li Zaixing is reading is about coaching and soldiers, which is very similar to the infantry drill or something. Li Zaixing is interested, but with his poor level of ancient literature, he can see that the general idea is no longer simple, and to understand and even comprehend the essence of it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Fortunately, Li Zaixing has a kind of resilience, although he reads slowly and half-understands, it does not prevent him from persisting in reading. However, he didn't read for long before his thoughts were interrupted by a voice outside, and the few words he had just read flew out of the clouds at once.

No sooner had he stood up than a figure burst in. The man was about six feet tall, and even in later generations he was a large man, wearing a soft-footed hood, a blue crewneck shirt, and a pair of black leather boots on his feet. The most striking thing is that he wears a leather belt around his waist and a richly decorated sword hanging from his belt. Judging from the abrasion marks on the sword, this sword is probably not used as an ornament, but a murderous sword, which adds a bit of majesty to this scribe's dress.

The visitor glanced at Li Zaixing up and down, and laughed: "Could this be the Venerable of the Praruo Temple that Li Shentong never forgets?" ”

When Li Zaixing heard this, he estimated that the long-bearded old man in front of him was about fifty years old man who was the poet immortal Li Bai. Judging by his slightly mocking tone, he wasn't in a good mood. Li Zaixing glanced at Li Mi, who came later, and Li Mi spread his hands helplessly, saying that he was speechless.

Li Zaixing understood, and smiled faintly: "If you haven't received the ten precepts, you are not a person in the Buddhist sect, but you are just a martial artist, and you should not be called a venerable." Under his feet is the poet Li Bai who came up from the sky with the water of the Yellow River and rushed to the sea and never returned? ”

Li Bai was stunned for a moment, his face was a little surprised: "The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and it flows to the sea and does not return?" Whose poem is this, so bold. ”…… New books, ask for recommendations, ask for collections!.