The scribe stood there, and a fairy aura spontaneously appeared, as if he did not belong to the human world, but should belong to the immortal world.

Li Changguo was very impressed, and looked at the scribe carefully, only to see that the scribe was wearing a sword. In the Tang Dynasty, the martial arts were extremely popular, and "the scribes still carried swords", even the scribes were also proud of their swords, and it was common for the scribes to wear swords.

However, Li Changguo is a great expert, but he sees a difference, this scribe is strong and powerful when he walks, and he has his own scale, and his sword is not for show, but a real kendo master.

"Who could this be?" Li Changguo was a little surprised.

"Wow!" Just when Li Changguo changed his mind, a crisp and coquettish exclamation sounded, and it was Gao Miaoli who was impressed by the beauty of Baqiao and exclaimed.

Baqiao willow snow is one of the eight views in Guanzhong, the catkins here are like snow, it can be called a winning place, and the willow catkins that stretch for dozens of miles are painted into a picture like snow, which is beautiful.

Gao Miaoli, who has not yet walked out of Anxi, can not exclaim at first glance.

Jing'er's mouth opened wide in surprise, and she didn't even want to exclaim, only a pair of eyes full of surprise revealed how strong the surprise in her heart was.

"It's beautiful! It's beautiful! The snow in the Tianshan Mountains is nothing more than that! ”

Tianshan is a famous mountain range in the Western Regions, Tianshan snow is even more famous, the catkins in front of you are not inferior to the Tianshan snow at all, Gao Miaoli exaggerated her small mouth.

"Can you stay here for a while and let us enjoy it?" Gao Miaoli admired a burst of catkins like snow, and rushed to Li Changguo half begging, half asking.

Kant and Ferrey couldn't help but nod their heads, looking at Li Changguo with a look of anticipation.

For these soldiers, every grass and tree in Chang'an has an incomparably huge attraction, not to mention the Baqiao, one of the eight scenic spots in Guanzhong, which is a fairyland on earth, if they don't stay here for a long time, but leave in a hurry, it is a great loss, and they will regret it for a lifetime.

"Good!"

Li Changguo Chengren was beautiful, and nodded happily in agreement.

"You're so nice! You're such a nice guy! ”

Gao Miaoli's eyes were full of wonderful little stars, and she did not hesitate to praise Li Changguo with beautiful words. Fly off the horse, carry the skirt, and trot to enjoy the view.

The graceful back was full of joy, indescribably tempting, and Li Changguo felt that someone was holding his head high again.

"Go too!" Li Changguo understands Kant's mood very well.

"Hooray!" Kant and Ferre were so excited that they waved their arms and shook their fists fiercely, as if they had won a great battle, they roared and ran away.

Looking at their backs, Li Changguo smiled and was happy for Kant.

Li Changguo is determined to enjoy the scenery here, such a beautiful scenery, if you don't appreciate it, it will become a lifelong regret. Walking among the weeping willows and admiring the snowy catkins is no different from walking in a fairyland, Li Changguo is almost suspected of being in a dream.

However, there is also an unsatisfactory place, that is, there is a sadness and a parting feeling everywhere.

Because this is the famous place where the willows were given elsewhere, the ancients "folded the willows and sent each other" here, and countless literati and guests wrote famous articles for this. Like "the south of the Baling Bank, looking back at Chang'an", "every year the willow color, the Baling hurts goodbye", "the willow contains smoke and the shore of the spring, every year climbs and folds for pedestrians." If the good wind borrows the low branches, don't send the green silk to sweep the road dust", these famous sentences are all related to this.

Countless people fold willows here to say goodbye, and a parting feeling fills the world and makes people sour.

After a while, Gao Miaoli flew to the front like a butterfly wearing flowers, and said to Li Changguo: "The terrain is high there, and the scenery of Baqiao is in full view, shall we go there?" ”

The look of anticipation was full of nervousness, as if he was afraid that Li Changguo would not agree.

"Good!"

Li Changguo looked in the direction of her finger, and sure enough, there was a small hill nearly a mile ahead, which was on higher ground, which was a good place to enjoy the scenery.

"Let's go!" Gao Miaoli couldn't wait, and she couldn't wait to fly over immediately.

"Bring the wine!" Li Changguo had an extra heart and said, "With such a beautiful scenery, how can there be no wine?" ”

"You're still careful." Gao Miaoli praised, brought the wine sent by Ge Shuhan, and the two walked towards the hills.

Li Changguo and Gao Miaoli walked side by side, Gao Miaoli glanced at Li Changguo from time to time, and she didn't know what she was thinking, so she would blush from time to time.

A burst of virgin fragrance penetrated into his nostrils, stirring the heart of the macho man, Li Changguo was a little uneasy, and muttered to himself: "Gao Xianzhi handed over his daughter to me, did he ask me to take her to Chang'an, or did he deliberately give me convenience, and wanted me to get the moon first near the water?" Why didn't I ask at the time? Uh-huh, Gao Xianzhi This is the opportunity you gave me, I ate her, and I can't blame me. ”

When she came to the high place, Gao Miaoli was like a virtuous little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband, busy wiping the sitting place, busy arranging wine and food, and pouring wine with her hands as white as jade, which was the enjoyment of life.

Sitting down, the two of them drank together, Gao Miaoli drank lightly, and had a sultry style.

Li Changguo is a booze, and the wine is dry, and he has a powerful atmosphere.

Drinking fine wine, eating delicious food, enjoying the beautiful scenery, and accompanied by beautiful women, Li Changguo has the feeling of "this Chinese music, not thinking about Shu".

"It smells so good! It smells so good! ”

At this moment, a voice with a magnetic surname came.

Li Changguo turned his head and saw that the scribe was walking quickly, walking like flying, as if he was stepping on hot wheels under his feet, his eyes were unusually bright, like stars at night, staring at the wine in front of Li Changguo, and he couldn't move it anymore.

This scribe was full of immortal energy, which made people feel like they were floating out of the dust, and people couldn't help but feel close, but they didn't expect him to be so out of shape for a glass of wine.

This is a gaffe, a real gaffe.

What Li Changguo didn't expect was that he wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, and he didn't have to think about it to know that saliva was flowing out.

"Poof!"

Gao Miaoli chuckled lightly and squeezed her eyes at Li Changguo, which meant that she didn't need to think about it to understand that she was making fun of this scribe.

"There is such a good wine!" Li Changguo secretly sighed.

The scribe finally came to his senses, realized that he had lost his temper, smiled at Li Changguo, turned around and was about to leave.

"Meeting is fate, if Mr. doesn't think the wine is too light, it's better to come and drink together." Li Changguo has a good impression of this scribe, although he is a good drinker, but he is flawed.

No one is perfect, and who doesn't have shortcomings?

The scribe obviously didn't expect that Li Changguo not only didn't make fun of him, but invited him to drink together, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Then, he came back to his senses, clasped his fists at Li Changguo, and said, "If that's the case, then bother Mr." ”

As he spoke, he walked quickly, three steps and two steps, as fast as the wind, it seemed that the wine worm was about to move, Li Changguo was a little funny, holding the pot in his hand, and poured him a glass.

"Wow!"

The scribe held the cup in his hand, tilted his neck, and after a crisp sound, a glass of wine was served. He smacked his lips, tasted it, his brows stretched, and his roots turned upward, revealing a sense of joy: "Wu Cheng Ruo drinks!" Wine! ”

"How do you know?" This wine was given to Li Changguo by Ge Shuhan, except for Li Changguo and Gao Miaoli who knew, no one knew that this was Wu Chengruo's wine, and Gao Miaoli's talking eyes were full of surprise.

Li Changguo was also surprised, just a glass of wine can taste what kind of wine it is, this kind of ability can be proud of the wine country, even if Ge Shuhan is a good drunkard, he does not have such ability.

The scribe smiled slightly, and the fairy aura was revealed, making people feel like a fairy, and said: "I, Li Bai, have tasted all the best wine in the world, and there is no wine I don't know!" ”

"Li Bai?"

Li Changguo almost choked to death from the wine, and his eyes suddenly brightened like the fierce screams above the nine heavens.

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