To be honest, Li Bai didn't like the mutiny in the capital Luoyang Ziwei City at all in that New Year's month, wanting to force the female emperor Wu Zetian to abdicate and restore the former prime minister of the Tang Dynasty! That's right, he was referring to the bad old man Zhang Khan Zhi, who came to their Changgan Village yesterday morning and had to spend the night to escape the wind and snow.

Because, the other party is a rebel loser, and he doesn't want to have even the slightest relationship with the other party, after all, that kind of thing is too dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will be implicated and lose your head.

Li Bai knows that the feudal rulers of this era don't like to reason with people or talk about law and evidence, especially the Wu Zetian female emperor who likes to reuse cool officials, once the other party changes his mind one day, the old man Zhang Cambodia will die, and may even be implicated in him and their entire village?

But fortunately, the other party was just passing by when he was exiled, and he couldn't stay long in Changgan Village, so early the next morning, while the weather was still good, Li Bai hurriedly stood at the head of the village with an ignorant and fearless old man from the village Zhenglin and others, ready to see off the other party.

"Li Bai ......"

"With your talent, coaching in this mountain village is still a bit buried after all...... Why don't you write a letter of recommendation to your friends and ask them to help you make a little arrangement? ”

Before leaving, Zhang Cambodia thought about it again and again, and finally felt that it was a pity that such a talented little boy Li Bai in front of him was buried in this small mountain village like this, so before getting on the horse, he groaned for a while, and planned to really take out a pen and paper to write a letter of recommendation or something.

“！！”

"Don't! Other! ”

Seeing that the other party had that kind of dangerous thought, Li Bai was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hand to refuse.

"Thank you Zhang Gong for your kindness!"

"It's just...... Li Bai never thought of leaving this village, the kid was first Uncle Menglin's life-saving grace in the river, and then he was supported and supported by the elders of the Lin family in the village to survive, plus there was a little sister in the family. ”

"Yes, I hope Zhang Gong will forgive me?"

Although he said it so righteously on the surface, Li Bai couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart, how dare he really let the other party be so kind and polite to him?

If the other party wanted to give him money, then he didn't say it, Li Bai would definitely open his pocket, and put the copper money into his pocket while refusing politely, but the letter or something was still avoided, he now wished that the other party would get out of the way as soon as possible and then the two sides would leave the relationship as soon as possible, where would he put himself on the other party's body?

In case one day in the future, the female emperor suddenly repents and is ready to cut down the grass and eradicate the root cause to prevent future troubles, and when he looks at the relevant correspondence and intelligence, there is his Li Bai's name on it and is suspected to be the closed student of the traitor Zhang Cambodia, then the other party will definitely let people stop by and kill him, a child of unknown origin!

For Li Bai, who has a serious paranoia of persecution, that kind of uncertain danger must be strangled in the cradle, and it is absolutely impossible to let it have the slightest possibility of development and growth.

"Alas!"

"This kind of benevolence and righteousness is rare, that's it!"

Li Bai's half-truths and half-truths obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't say anything.

After all, he is now guilty, and it is normal for the other party to deliberately keep a distance from him and be unwilling to accept too much help from him, and it is really rare for the other party to have this vigilance at a young age, so he just sighed with emotion, and planned to turn over and leave.

'The concubine is the first to cover the forehead, and the flower is folded in front of the drama. ’

'Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. ’

'Living together for a long time, the two are not suspicious......

‘……’

"Huh?!"

"It seems that someone is reciting poetry, is it the direction of village learning? Hmm...... 'living together for a long time, two little ones have no suspicion'? Tut! What a childlike poem! ”

"If I'm not mistaken, Li Bai, it must have been you?"

After pondering for a while, and comparing some words in the poem, Zhang Cambodia naturally thought of the little boy Li Bai in front of him who was standing unusually conspicuous among the many village elders in Changgan Village.

"Ah......h

"Zhang Shilang laughed, it's just a joke, not elegant."

Of course, Li Bai also heard the voice from the direction of the village school, it was obviously a certain sister Lin Qingmei who was helping him substitute for the teacher again, and took the opportunity of substitute teaching to force the children in the village to recite the 'zero-step poem' that he was forced to write by the other party on his neck.

It's not the first time this kind of thing has happened, after all, Qingmei's little girl learned earlier and was opened by him almost every day, so the progress of learning was a big cut over those other children, so Li Bai often asked the other party to help him 'substitute for teaching' when he was not free or wanted to be lazy, and every time the other party substituted for the teacher, he would always take out the half of the poem he made for her to speak, and let others read it over and over again.

"It's elegant!"

"Sounds like an unfinished story, though?"

After tasting it again, Zhang Cambodia felt that the poem that was read aloud by the children in the village was a bit inferior, and it seemed that there was something missing.

"Ah......h

"I haven't thought about the rest yet, so I ......"

Li Bai pretended to scratch his head a little shyly, not planning to explain more.

Because he was threatened to compose it at that time, in that case, he felt that there was no other poem more suitable and coincidental than that one, so he took the first three lines and six sentences out and perfunctory, but who thought that his sister Mei'er was still serious, and often used it to show off?

"Didn't think about it?"

"I don't think so, right?"

The words have come to this point, Zhang Cambodia does not talk nonsense, and asks so bluntly:

"That's it, Li Bai, it's very rare for you to have such a poetic talent! You might as well do this, since you can write a poem for your sister, and now that we are about to part, you can also write a poem for me, an old man, how about it? ”

Thinking about it seriously, yesterday they just talked for a long time, and they couldn't ask more, and now that he found that the other party had such a poetic talent in addition to being able to write the "Three Character Classic" and being proficient in strategy, he couldn't help but feel a little itchy, not only wanted to evaluate the other party a little again, but also hoped that he could really get a poem from the other party's mouth that satisfied him.

“……”

Li Bai was a little dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer.

"This ......"

Obviously, Li Bai was not very happy.

You must know that he Li Bai does have a lot of poems, but no matter how much he uses, he will use one less poem, and Lin Qingmei is the kind of sister that his childhood sweetheart is closer than his own sister, and it is natural for him to sacrifice one or two poems for her! And he and the bad old man in front of him have only known each other for a day, and he doesn't know if the other party can make it to Yaozhou alive, and the other party is currently of no use or use value to himself at all, can he waste a poem for the other party?

"Someone!"

"Pen, ink, paper, inkstone waiting!!"

However, without waiting for Li Bai to say anything, thinking that his entanglement was already agreed and brewing, Zhang Cambodia waved his hand happily, and asked his entourage to quickly spread a good wrapping paper pen and a small stack of rice paper on the box, and then a box of polished ink cartridges was placed next to the rice paper.

“……”

How can this be?

Li Bai didn't understand, he didn't seem to agree, why was the other party so sure that he could write it? Moreover, the other party is so strong, and he still catches the ducks on the shelves, so he is not afraid that he will be annoyed, and then write a nondescript limerick poem?

However, when Li Bai didn't want to write and was still struggling, some people were even more anxious than that Zhang Cambodia and had to urge him to write!

'Li Bai? ’

'Ahem! ’

'Look at what I've done, but write it!' ’

'Go, go, go!' ’

'This kid ......'

'Remember to write a little better, so that we can give the village chief a long face?' ’

‘……’

This is not?

Just as he was struggling with how to politely refuse, the village chief of Changgan Village on the side, the old man of the village Zhenglin, and the clan elders next to him were already pulling his clothes and urging in a whisper, asking him to hurry up and behave well.

"Alright then......"

There was no way, there were too many pig teammates at the moment, so Li Bai had to sigh.

"Then make a song!"

Some of them were difficult to ride a tiger, and felt that it was not good for him to openly disobey a former prime minister and make the faces of the old men in the village dull, and he thought that some things should not be done too obviously, so he had to step forward, pick up the brush that surprised him a little and muttered for a while, before sticking some ink, and hurriedly wrote a poem on the rice paper with block letters on the rice paper with the box.

"Zhang Gong, and all of you!"

"There are still some things in the village school, so I'll leave first, and I wish Zhang Gong a smooth journey?"

Of course, Li Bai, who lost a send-off poem in vain, would not be too happy, so after he arched his hand, he turned around and left as if he was bold, and he didn't even 'remember' the pen in his hand to return it.

What he didn't say, he did it on purpose!

Because he found out that the pen was a good Datang specialty paper wrapping pen, and it was expected to be worth a lot of money, so when he saw that he was happy, he naturally took it directly, as a reward for writing that poem?

"Finished so quickly?"

“！！”

No one cared about Li Bai's small movements, because at this time, the old man Zhang Khan Zhi had already pounced in front of the box, and pushed away the servant, and then carefully pinched the two corners of the rice paper and picked it up.

"What a poem, what a little Li Bai, what a strange person!"

Then just by taking a look, he couldn't help but admire.

"Alas......"

"It's a pity, it's a pity that Zhang is now guilty, and there are many auspicious people in Yaozhou, otherwise, such a strange person will definitely recommend to the imperial court or cultivate it well!"

"That's it!"

"Let's go! It's time for us to set off, all village elders! Get this poem today, and you have no regrets in this life! ”

After speaking, Zhang Khan Zhi, who was holding the rice paper, took one last look at the location of the village school in Changgan Village, and without saying a word, he directly turned over and got on his horse, waving his hand to signal the entourage who had been waiting a little impatiently and the officials who escorted him to start their journey.

“？？”

"Gong Zhang, the left and right are just a yellow-mouthed child, you are a little exaggerated just now, right?"

At this time, the stout man who had been guarding the side and had a long knife pinned to his waist asked with some disdain. In his opinion, Li Bai's little kid is just a yellow-haired child who has read some books and has some ghost ideas, and he is definitely not worthy of Zhang Shilang, who was once the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty.

"Alas......"

"You still don't understand, let's go! He is still young, so there is no urgency in this matter! ”

"But you might as well take a look at this poem first!"

"It's a pity, for some reason, he didn't sign it......"

As he spoke, Zhang Khan Zhicai rode forward and carefully handed over the rice paper that he had carefully rolled in his hand.

"Huh?"

Soon, after the strong man took it, as soon as he opened it, he saw a poem written in regular and slightly immature block calligraphy:

"Sending Zhang Lao to Shu"

Seeing the silkworm road, it is rugged and not easy to walk.

The mountains rise from the faces of people, and the clouds are beside the horses.

Fangshu cage Qin stack, spring flow around Shucheng.

The heave should have been decided, and there is no need to ask Junping.

"This ......"

It didn't take long for him to read it, although the strong man didn't know much about poetry, he had to admit in his heart that it seemed that the 'yellow-mouthed child' he had just disdained was indeed very well written, and it was still very appropriate?

Because, when they escorted Zhang Shilang to Yaozhou this time, didn't they just enter Shu?

Especially the last two sentences, 'The rise and fall should have been decided, don't have to ask Junping' made him feel emotional and sighing.

Because he knows that the saying that 'the rise and fall should have been determined' is too accurate!

For Zhang Shilang, the ups and downs of officialdom are indeed something that can be considered to be a coffin, this trip to Yaozhou is more auspicious and less auspicious, if there is no accident, whether it is dead or alive, it will be difficult for the other party to return to the Central Plains in this life, and it is indeed no longer important to ask or not?

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