When he came out of Meilin, it was almost dusk, and Li Qing'an went to look elsewhere again, and then he found out where the poets were gathering, and walked with great interest.

The Wei Mansion occupies a huge area, except for the inner house where men are not allowed to enter, other pavilions and pavilions, today's visitors can enter at will, bypassing a small road, Li Qing'an came to a big white house, this is the Wei family's guest house, is the reception of distinguished guests.

Li Qingan was just about to enter the house, when suddenly someone behind him called him, "General Li." ”

The voice was low and very familiar, and as soon as Li Qingan turned around, a few steps behind him, it was Li Bai.

Compared with when he first met Yangzhou, Li Bai looked very thin, his hair was much grayer, and his spirit was not too good, giving people a feeling of recovering from a serious illness, he was wearing a white-washed blue robe, and the deerskin boots under his feet also faintly saw cracks.

Seeing that he was not very satisfied, Li Qingan hurriedly smiled and said, "Brother Taibai, where did you go when you say goodbye to Yangzhou?" ”

Li Bai stepped forward and said with a smile: "I went to Huiji to mourn He Zhizhang, then turned to the canal, took a boat to the north, visited an old friend in Chenliu, and married the bride Zong there. ”

"It turns out that Brother Taibai has become a family again, but it's a pity to congratulate, the younger brother must make up for the ceremony to congratulate Brother Taibai on the New Year."

"Huh! General Li was polite, and when I heard that General Li had been promoted, I would like to congratulate him. ”

Li Qingan smiled: "It's going to Beiting, how about it?" Brother Taibai is willing to go to Beiting with me to do some business again? ”

But Li Bai shook his head, since he had already left his post in Yangzhou, how could he eat back grass again and spread it out, wouldn't it make the world despise him Li Bai.

"I have received General Li's kindness, but now that I have married a bride, I can no longer wander around the world as before, after fifteen, I should return to Chenliu and calm down for a while, I am really tired all these years."

Speaking of this, Li Bai smiled again: "In the future, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely go to Beiting for a walk, write a few Biansai poems, squeeze into the Biansai poetry school, and suppress the limelight of the young uncle." ”

"Who's going to put me in the limelight?"

I saw seven or eight people walking out of the room, and it was Wang Changling who spoke, he had already received a hint from Cen Shen, his mood was much better, and he was also very polite to Li Qingan, and he arched his hand to Li Qingan, but he lightly punched Li Bai's chest and smiled: "You drunkard, you are talking bad about me in the back again." ”

At this time, the master Wei Cang stepped forward and gave Li Qing'an a salute and said: "Li Envoy Jun came to the cold house, the hospitality was not good, and I hope to forgive my sins!" ”

"Where! Where! I've already met Brother Ling just now. ”

Wei Cang smiled, and introduced his poetry friend to Li Qing'an, "This is Qianzhou Qi Wuqian, a landscape poet; This is Bashu Li Qi, who is also good at side poetry; This is Yanzhou Chu Guangxi, an idyllic poet; I won't introduce Cen Shen. ”

Everyone hurriedly gave Li Qing'an a gift, although Li Qing'an was young, he was already a prince, and these poets were also court officials, like Qi Wuqian and Li Ji happened to be looking for jobs in Chang'an at this time, so they were particularly polite.

Another man in his thirties, Li Qing'an, had seen him in Ge Shuhan's big tent, and he was Ge Shuhan's staff, but he didn't know what his name was.

The man stepped forward and smiled: "General Li, in Xia Gaoshi, we have seen it in Shanzhou, do you still have an impression?" ”

"Remember! Remember! At that time, when Marshal Geshu distributed military orders, Mr. Gao recorded them on the side. ”

Li Qingan smiled and returned the salute, it turned out that he was Gao Shi.

"That's it!" Wei Cang waved his hand and smiled: "It's dinner time, everyone go with me!" ”

"Good! Drink the wine of Weifu today and don't get drunk! ”

Everyone laughed and walked towards the lobby together.

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Although today is the birthday of the Wei family's Sanniang, but it is just to give the old lady a sickness, and the Wei family did not really take her life seriously, and did not set up a banquet for her alone.

Whether it is the guests of the Wei family Sanniang or the members of the Qingyue Poetry Society, most of them are young men and women, everyone has unrestrained surnames, and the seats are freewheeling, not bound by etiquette, many of them are men and women sitting at the same table, especially these great poets came in, which immediately caused a sensation, and many young women rushed up, vying to sit at a table with them.

Li Qingan walked at the end and walked to the front of the lobby, he turned his eyes and saw Dugu Mingyue and several female companions next to him walking towards this side, but he didn't see Mingzhu.

He stopped, smiled slightly and waited for Mingyue to step forward, Dugu Mingyue also saw him, his steps hesitated, she had recovered from the sadness of the afternoon, with a faint smile on her face, and her eyes were as calm as water.

"General Li, why don't you go in?" Mingyue asked very politely.

Li Qingan said in a low voice: "Let's sit together later, okay?" ”

"No!" Dugu Mingyue smiled faintly and said, "I'm going to sit with Cui Yiyun later, and General Li will invite someone else!" ”

Li Qing'an was stunned for a moment, Dugu Mingyue's tone was so cold, and he was completely different from just now, he immediately put away his smile and arched his hand: "Then disturb Miss Mingyue." ”

"Bright Moon!"

Suddenly, someone shouted at her, her voice was very anxious, Li Qingan glanced at it, it was Li Jiao, the king of Guangping, he couldn't help but laugh at himself secretly, it seemed that he was making himself amorous.

"General Li, then I'll go in first."

Mingyue didn't say anything more, bowed his head and walked into the lobby quickly, Li Qing'an's mood suddenly became depressed, he shook his head, and also walked into the lobby, the lobby was particularly lively, laughter was noisy, and there was a large group of admirers around each poet.

Li Qing'an found a vacant seat in the front row and sat down, this is a table for two people, there is no one next to it, there is no one for the time being, there are fruits from the south and a wine jug full of wine on the table, he poured himself a glass of wine first, it is a red wine, the color is mellow and bright, it is a good wine, he took a sip of the wine glass, his eyes were looking for Dugu Mingyue.

Soon he found it, Lonely Mingyue and Cui Yiyun were sitting together, also in the front row, and at the table to her left was Li Jiao, the king of Guangping, and his sister Li Siqi, and next to her squatted a young man he didn't know, who was particularly enthusiastic about Dugu Mingyue, he had very white skin, and his appearance was very gentle, and when he talked to Dugu Mingyue, his eyes were extremely eager.

Li Qing'an's eyes slowly narrowed, he knew who this person was, Mingzhu told him that last year's Tanhualang Zhao Mingxu was pursuing her sister, and he also joined the poetry club for this reason, and it is estimated that this is the one.

Looking at Dugu Mingyue again, her smile was gentle and bright, talking and laughing with these people, which was very different from her cold attitude towards herself just now, Li Qingan couldn't help but snort heavily.

"General Li, can I sit next to you?" A coquettish voice came from beside him.

Li Qingan turned around, only to see a young lady standing next to him, not tall, thin, she has a pointed chin, a small nose and small eyes, thin lips, and a flat appearance, but her skin is snow-white, and it looks quite pleasing to the eye, Li Qingan saw her looking at herself expectantly, so he nodded, waved her hand generously and smiled: "Girl, please sit!" ”

"Thank you, General Lee!"

Xiao Niang sat down, picked up the flask and said with a smile: "General Li, I'll fill you with bars!" ”

"Thank you!" Li Qingan hurriedly handed over the wine glass, "Thank you girl, I haven't asked the girl's name yet!" ”

The little lady gave him a glass of wine, glanced at him affectionately, and whispered shyly: "The slave's surname is Cui, and his name is Cui Ningbi." ”

Li Qing'an's wine glass on his lips froze.

At this moment, Mingzhu and Cui Liuliu ran in from outside with a smile, and Mingzhu saw Cui Ningbi beside Li Qingan at a glance, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared, and she suddenly turned around angrily.

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Dugu Mingyue answered some questions about Zhao Xuming very politely, this Zhao Xuming was last year's Tanhualang, born in a family, outstanding literary talent, once favored by her grandfather, and intended to recruit him as his grandson-in-law, but Dugu Mingyue didn't like him at all, not because he was weak, but because he had a kind of hypocrisy in his bones, and kept saying that he never attached himself to the powerful and despised those in power, but the day before he came, he was committed to the door of Zhang Yun, the head of the household department, claiming that Zhang's family was grassy, and his bones were so soft that it was despicable.

It is precisely this matter that her grandfather no longer reluctantly forced her, but this Zhao Xuming refused to give up, and always tried every possible way to find excuses to come to her, seeing that she ignored her, he ran to join the Qingyue Poetry Society, and today he came to pester himself again, which really upset her, but at this moment, she had no intention of listening to what Zhao Mingxu said.

She saw Cui Ningbi pouring wine for Li Qing'an affectionately, in fact, the corner of her eyes always fell on Li Qing'an, and when she saw Cui Ningbi sitting next to Li Qing'an, her heart lifted.

Unexpectedly, Li Qingan waved his hand to let her sit down, which made Dugu Mingyue extremely disappointed, Cui Ningbi poured him wine with affection, but he accepted it happily, and Dugu Mingyue couldn't help but feel miserable in his heart.

Not only her, but Li Li, who was sitting next to Mingyue, was also extremely dissatisfied, if it weren't for his identity, he would have slapped the table and scolded Zhao Mingxu.

At this time, Zhao Mingxu suddenly smiled at Cui Yiyun and said, "Miss Cui, shall we change seats?" ”

He pointed behind him, "I'll sit behind you." ”

Someone is willing to block Li Jiao's enthusiasm for Dugu Mingyue, Cui Yiyun is naturally willing, she stood up and smiled lightly: "Okay! Zhao Gongzi, please be seated. ”

Dugu Mingyue was in a hurry, she hurriedly wanted to grab Cui Yiyun, but Cui Yiyun had already taken precautions, and went to the back with a light flash, Zhao Mingxu was overjoyed, sat down cross-legged with a big grin, and said with a low smile: "Mingyue, I have been waiting for this day for a long time." ”

He is very sure, he will chant a few more good poems tonight, why worry about the beauty not getting it?

Zhao Mingxu actually sat at the same table with Lonely Mingzhu, which made Li Qingan here furious, and he slammed his wine glass.

Cui Ningbi was startled, and at this moment, Mingzhu quietly walked in, with a mischievous smile on her face, one hand behind her back, she walked behind Cui Ningbi, her hand shook, and threw two things on Cui Ningbi's head, and suddenly she shouted, "Ningbi, why is there a worm on your head?" ”

Cui Ningbi looked up in shock, only to see a small black thing dangling in front of her eyes, which seemed to be a worm covered with spikes, 'Smack! The ground fell on her arm, soft, cold, and this was what she feared most in her life.

Frightened, Cui Ning screamed loudly, all eyes in the lobby were cast on her, Cui Ningbi's legs were weak, and she fainted with fright, the lobby was in chaos, several Wei family maids who were waiting for guests hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, Mingzhu ordered: "Miss Cui may be sick, why don't you hurry up and help her to rest!" ”

The maids of the Wei family hurriedly helped her out, and Mingzhu saw that she was gone, so she sat down angrily, and muttered: "I'm just one step late, and I dare to grab my seat!" ”

Li Qingan smiled: "What is it?" ”

"Caterpillar! I don't know where she got it from? ”

Mingzhu blinked mischievously, and his fingers gently pinched the black caterpillar, which turned out to be a small dough.

"You little fellow, you have a bad heart." Li Qingan said with a smile.

"How can I have a bad heart, it's her own brazenness." Mingzhu quietly pointed to her sister's side and whispered: "Brother Li, you must take it to heart, my sister hates this person the most, she must be in a bad mood now, and she is not good at changing seats casually." ”

"No, I won't take this kind of thing to heart."

Although he said this, Li Qingxin was extremely depressed, the key was that Mingyue didn't take him to heart, he was so cold and indifferent, he saw that Li Bai and the others had changed the big glass, and waved his hand to the maid and said, "Bring me the wine bottle!" ”

A maid brought him a wine bottle, and when he filled the wine bottle, he poured out a pot of wine, and he slammed the wine bottle and said, "There is too little wine, change me to a large jug!" ”

After speaking, he drank a full bottle of wine, narrowed his eyes, turned back to Li Bai and laughed: "Brother Taibai, would you like to get drunk with me?" ”

"General Li's pride, I will accompany you!"

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"Everyone, listen to me!" Wei Cang picked up his wine glass and smiled, and the lobby suddenly fell silent.

"How can you have fun without wine and poetry, I see that most of you here are people from the poetry club, why don't we ask a few great poets to improvise a poem, what do you say?"

Everyone applauded, applause, several poets hurriedly pushed back, all said that they were not prepared, Li Li stood up, held a hairpin in his palm and said with a smile: "Since everyone is polite, it is better for us to beat the drum and pass the flowers, which poet is in the hands of this hairpin, who will give the poem, what do you say?" ”

"Good way!" Everyone shouted, and several poets saw that it was the emperor's eldest grandson who spoke, so they had to agree.

Li Li took a small drum from the door, struck it twice and said with a smile: "I'll beat the drum!" ”

Drum beats' Boom! Boom! The ground rang, faster and faster, and the hairpin flower was also quickly passed on the table of several poets, and the drum suddenly stopped, and the hairpin was actually on Wang Changling's table.

"Good! Then I'll write a poem. ”

Wang Changling stood up without hesitation, and said in a loud voice: "The battle of Shibao City at the end of last year made my blood boil, and also made me think, today our General Li is fortunate to be here, I will give a poem about the battle of Shibao City, to dedicate to all the Tang soldiers who participated in the war." ”

He groaned slightly, and then slowly groaned: "Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass from afar. The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken. ”

Everyone applauded, applause resounded in the hall, Li Jiao gave a thumbs up and said: "Qinghai, Lonely City, this poem can be called a classic of the Battle of Shibao City, and it will be recited in Chang'an." ”

At this time, Li Bai stood up and said with a smile: "I also wrote a poem a few days ago, which is also about Shibao City, so why don't I dedicate it to everyone." ”

The great poet Li Bai wanted to offer a poem, and the hall was suddenly silent, and countless pairs of eyes looked at him expectantly.

Li Bai drank all the wine in the cup, and slowly chanted: "Thousands of miles of floating clouds roll up the blue mountain, and the blue sky is the lonely moon." The lonely moon Canglang River Hanqing, the Beidou is scattered and Chang Gengming. Huaiyu is frosty and white on the night of wine, and the jade bed is icy and beautiful. Life is fleeting for a hundred years, and it must be hearty for eternity.

You can't learn cockfighting, sit and snort to blow rainbow.

You can't learn from Ge Shu, run rampant in Qinghai with a knife at night, and take a purple robe from the West Tushi Fort.

In the north window, ten thousand words are not worth a glass of water.

When the world heard this, they all turned around, like the east wind shooting at the ears of a horse. ”

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The people in the lobby were stunned, you can't learn from Ge Shu, rampant in Qinghai with a knife at night, Xitu Shibao takes a purple robe, Li Bai is actually sarcastic about Ge Shuhan, Gao Shi behind him is full of displeasure, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Taibai, this poem is not appropriate!" ”

Li Bai smiled contemptuously and said: "Everyone talks about the heroic deeds of Shibao City, but I see the white bones under Shibao City, whether I listen to it or not, it is up to everyone here, whether to say it or not, but it is me Li Bai." ”

After speaking, he sat down proudly, and the atmosphere in the lobby became a little awkward, at this time, Li Jiao laughed dryly and said, "Let's continue to beat the drums." ”

The drum sounded again, Li Jiao squinted at Li Qing'an while beating the drum, he also found out that Mingyue's eyes were actually looking at Li Qing'an, he realized that the person Mingyue liked was actually Li Qing'an, no wonder Mingyue was so cold to himself, it turned out to be him! This made Li Jiao feel jealous for a while.

Li Qing'an had already drunk three bottles of wine in a row, and he saw Zhao Xuming whispering to Mingyue from time to time to say something with a smile, and Mingyue smiled lightly, and occasionally turned his head to say something to him, which made Li Qing'an angry.

At this time, Mingzhu was so anxious that she whispered: "Brother Li, the hairpin is on your table, why don't you wear it!"

The drumming suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at him, and Li Qingan realized that the hairpin was on his table.

I only heard Li Jiao laugh loudly: "I didn't expect that our General Li would also be willing to write a poem, I have heard for a long time that General Li is a civil and military all-rounder, we will wait and see today, everyone applauds." ”

There was applause in the lobby, Li Qingan slowly picked up the golden hairpin, glanced at Li Jiao, and saw that although his face was full of smiles, his eyes were full of mockery, he looked at Zhao Xuming again, only to see a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth, and saw that he said something to Mingyue, but Mingyue looked at himself with a worried face.

At this time, Wang Changling stood up and said with a smile: "I'll write a poem for General Li." ”

A snickerer suddenly sounded in the lobby, it turned out that this General Li was a rough man, Li Qingan waved his hand and said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, young brother, I will also chant a song to help everyone have fun!" ”

He stood up, "Since they are all talking about Stone Castle City, then I will also chant a poem about Stone Castle City, please bear with me if it is rude!" ”

"Brother Li, you've drunk too much!" Mingzhu whispered urgently.

"I didn't drink too much, listen, everyone!"

Li Qing'an pondered, he seemed to see the tragic death of three thousand brothers again, and his chest was full of indignation, he thought of a famous poem through the ages, and slowly chanted: "Swear to sweep away the Huns without regard for themselves, and three thousand mink brocade will be mourned." Poor stone castle city bones, like a spring boudoir dream. ”

The lobby was very quiet, everyone was stunned by Li Qing'an's poem, everyone was reminiscing about the situation in the poem, three thousand Tang soldiers fought bloodily in Chiling, when they died turned into white bones, poor their wives and children are still waiting to meet them in their dreams.

I don't know who applauded first, the hall suddenly erupted in thunderous applause, cheers were endless, even Mingyue looked at Li Qingan in surprise, couldn't help but applaud, and shouted in a low voice: "It's like a person in a spring boudoir dream, how did he come up with it." ”

Zhao Xuming looked at it with jealousy, he had just recited three poems in a row, and he had written all of today's ups and downs, thinking that he was suave, but as soon as Li Qing'an's poem came out, it made him seem so shallow and made Mingyue so moved.

Li Qingan looked up to the sky and laughed, feeling extremely proud, "His grandmother's, Lao Tzu didn't say that I wrote it." ”

He had already drunk four bottles in a row, the wine was surging, and the pride in his chest was also great, and he said loudly: "Those who are in the army, how can they only be civil and not martial, I will come again!" ”

He poured a full bottle of wine, pulled out the long sword in his waist, and took three steps to the lobby, the long sword in his hand shook, and spit out a sword flower, like a pear blossom, his left hand is a golden bottle, his right hand is a long sword, the long sword dances like a dragon, murderous, he raised his glass and drank the wine, looked up to the sky and chanted: "Drunk to pick up the lamp to see the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp." Eight hundred miles of fire, fifty strings turned over the outside sound, and the battlefield was an autumn soldier. ”

He groaned a sentence, and there was a cheer around him, only to see his long sword flying, like flowing clouds and water, cold light, dazzling everyone's eyes.

At this time, Zhao Xuming glanced at his mouth and said disdainfully: "It turned out to be a long and short sentence, and he dared to show off his ability with this little ability?" ”

Mingyue couldn't hold back any longer, and scolded him angrily: "Zhao Gongzi, he can chant long and short sentences, then do you dare to go to Shibao City to fight to the death?" ”

Zhao Xuming's face suddenly swelled red, he couldn't hold it on his face, slapped the table heavily, and shouted: "Miss Mingyue, you speak politely!" ”

Li Qing'an's eyes widened, a sharp gaze swept towards him, he drank the wine, threw the gold bottle, and groaned like a frenzy: "The horse-made Lu is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt." ”

He suddenly turned around, and the long sword swung out, the sword was like a long rainbow, and a sword was splitting Zhao Xuming's table, and it actually split the table of Zhao Xuming and Dugu Mingyue into two, 'Click! With a bang, the table parted to both sides, and the two were no longer the same table, which frightened Zhao Xuming's face like earth, trembling all over, and there was an exclamation in the hall.

Li Qingan looked up to the sky and laughed, slowly put the sword into the sheath, and chanted the last sentence: "But the king is the world, and he has won the name before and after his death, but it is pitiful and vain!" ”

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(To be continued)