Historical records: Self-dealing with Taiheng, following the order, abiding by the format, and removing hundreds of officials, each has its own constant. It can be seen that Li Linfu and Old Man Li are not only traitors, but also a person who has been a prime minister for 19 years and ranks among the top ten traitors in Chinese history. Of course, Poet Li didn't think so.

"Uncle, why don't you marry...", he was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Li Lao'er is a sinner through the ages by abusing power and disorderly government, conniving at border generals, and destroying the foundation of the Tang Dynasty!" This is really, if you directly say that other people's fathers don't agree, it's over, and this is still on the line...

"That Xiao Miao, you will make a big fuss in front of the Li Mansion in a while, lead the door open, and leave the rest to me."

God can step on the horse, I led everyone away and asked you to do something.

"Uncle, I'm weak, why don't you go and lure away the officers and soldiers, and I'll save your confidante?"

Li Dashi poured a sip of wine and said righteously: "No, let me come!" ”

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Recalling the heyday of the Kaiyuan Dynasty in the past, Xiaoyi still hides thousands of rooms. In the early period of Xuanzong's reign, the Tang Dynasty was prosperous, although this memory is the later period of the decline of the Tang Dynasty, but this Chang'an city is still very lively, from time to time you can see strange-looking envoys from other countries walking around the streets, but even if the huge and glorious empire, after all, it is still lost in the long river of history, and only a few traces can be found after a thousand years. is still a great poet who lives a chic life, even after a thousand years, people will not forget him who left the most brilliant mark in this era.

It is obviously unrealistic to sneak into the Prime Minister's Mansion during the day, in and out, all the people who are busy before and after, and there is nothing to see at the door of the backyard, and there are two doors looking at the door, and the main gate is lively. Blue finch and white bird, four-horned dragon flag. Graceful with the wind, golden cars and jade wheels, I had only heard of this scene in "Peacock Flying Southeast" before, but I never thought that I would see the real thing this time.

"Uncle, who did you marry your red face, this meeting..."After speaking, he looked at Li Dashi again, thinking that everyone is married, and you are still worried about it, and you deserve to be imprisoned.

"Hmph, the door is not right, it doesn't matter whose family it is, Li Lao'er just wants me to die." Poet Li sneered.

The corners of Huang Simiao's mouth twitched, thinking that no matter how open the atmosphere is, it can't withstand your tossing like this, the girl and her father didn't find someone to hack you to death, and it is already benevolent and righteous.

"Uncle, don't forget the hero's sigh, you can't be heavy on color and light on friends!"

Li Dashi flicked his sleeves and almost threw it on Huang Simiao's face.

"Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. dazzling..."

"Okay, good, you have a lot of poems, you are amazing, you are amazing..." Huang Simiao was very desperate, it turned out to be such a meaning to smash people with poems, this is still original.

Night soon came, the stars twinkled, and the moon was hidden in several stacks of clouds.

The prime minister's mansion is brightly lit, and it is estimated that this curfew or something will be lifted tonight, Huang Simiao has never known why the ancients had to worship the church at dusk, doesn't this make the groom official anxious. In the distance, you can already see the procession of greeting relatives, the red lantern in front of the procession opens the way, and the surging crowd is endless, shoulder to shoulder, all of them stick their heads out, and many people with torches stand on both sides of the procession to maintain order.

"Uncle, was it so grand when you got married?" Huang Simiao probed his brain in a dark corner.

Li Da Poet recalled the year he got married, and thoughtfully: "The whole Tang Dynasty came to congratulate!" ”

Yes, yes, you are the most cheating, so you are still picking up the corner?

"Uncle, it's almost time, we have to go and prepare."

Li Dashi looked confused, prepare, what to prepare?

"I'll jump over the wall in a while, and then pull you in, and then we'll go find the bride, your confidante..."

Li Da Poet looked confused again, jumping, jumping off the wall?

So Li Dashi saw Huang Simiao running under the wall quickly, and in two or three clicks, he jumped up to the wall and pounced!

What happened?

Li Dashi thought silently for a while, got up and dressed up, lifted his robe, and walked slowly to the very lively main gate. brushing his face as usual, a doorman glanced at Li Da Poet, and whispered: "Sir, Miss Sixth is in Xiyuan, walk from the backyard." ”

“... Thank you, thank you" After speaking, he walked calmly into the main entrance, if this scene was seen by Huang Simiao, I don't know how to feel...

After Huang Simiao jumped over the wall, he waited for a while and found that Li Dashi did not jump, and it happened that the patrol people in the house came, so he had to slip away. Huang Simiao scurried around like a headless fly, and he had to guard against the patrols, and he soon didn't know where he had turned.

Li Da Poet walked to the place where Huang Simiao jumped over the wall and looked, and twitched the corner of his mouth at the deep pit on the ground, he didn't see Huang Simiao's figure, so he could only go to Xiyuan first. You can't wait, you can't wait any longer.

The road was smooth, and the maids in the backyard and Xiyuan all pretended not to see Li Da Poet, and some of them covered their mouths and snickered, Li Da Poet was a little embarrassed, what the hell am I here for, is it really good to make such a big fanfare?

Soon came to the West Garden, the door was open, but there was no one. When he went out, he found that the rain shelter in the garden was lit with red lanterns, and he saw her sitting in the pavilion, leaning on the pavilion pillar, looking at him quietly. Wearing a red flower on his head, dressed in red silk, under the moonlight, the city is captivating.

"You're here."

Li Dashi didn't speak, just wanted to step forward and hug Hongyan, but heard behind him: "That, excuse me, I'll ask where the hero is, I'll just find it myself..."

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Huang Simiao was very angry, there was no hero in the Li Mansion to sigh, he was fooled by the great poet Li.

Li Da Poet was also very angry, what is the matter with a stick inserted in the middle of tenderness and sweetness, boy, you are very in the way, do you know.

The two looked at each other unpleasantly, and the sixth daughter Li Tengkong looked at the two of them fighting angrily, covering her mouth and chuckling.

It was as if the whole world was left with this smile.

"My sister-in-law is so beautiful, with my eyes of reading all the beauties in the 21st century, I have to sigh, beautiful as a fairy."

The woman was overjoyed when she heard it: "What nonsense, call Sister A." ”

Li Da poet is not far behind: "The water licks the mica, and the wind sweeps the heather." If you love seclusion, invite you to make Zixia..."

The two are affectionate, well, cultural people are different when they talk about love, and the style is high.

"If we don't leave, Sister, you should enter the cave room..."

Li Tengkong took Li Da Poet's hand and said in a low voice, "Are you willing to take me away?" ”

Her expression was natural, as if she was narrating a trivial matter that she didn't take to heart. Li Dashi's expression was entangled, on the one hand, he couldn't give up, and on the other hand, he didn't want to...

Perhaps she couldn't understand Li Dashi's expression, she smiled naturally: "I'm very happy that you can come." ”

Huang Simiao looked very angry, just to make you pestle here? Push it hard. Li Dashi bumped into Li Tengkong, Li Dashi subconsciously hugged Li Tengkong, and the two hugged each other. Huang Simiao smiled, be a good person and don't leave a name, I'll help you again. After a while, outside the courtyard remembered the exclamation that the bride had run away, and a large number of poor people chased Huang Simiao and ran out.

"What a stupid boy." Li Tengkong chuckled in the arms of Li Dashi.

Li Da Poet ** held the long red hair in his arms, and also smiled: "Let's go find him, don't let him run away." ”

At this time, Huang Simiao was miserable, no matter how much he ate Liuwei Dihuang Pills, he couldn't outrun the group of mad dogs behind, he had already thrown away the red hijab, why should he chase it, and give you a hat!

I don't know how many streets I ran through, I really can't run, there are chasing soldiers behind, there is a big lake in front, my hands are on my knees and panting, the concubine has done her best, and the uncle is goodbye.

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard someone in the sky shouting, "Stretch out your hand!" ”

A dark shadow swept across the street.

Huang Simiao was in a daze on the back of the big bird, this is a fake Tang Dynasty, let's play! How can there be a goblin, such a bird, oh no, it's a crane, this is a fairy spirit, right?

"Great, uncle, why are you such a big bird?"

The corners of Li Dashi's mouth twitched, my bird is very big, you don't need to say it.

"This is the white crane of Lingyun Peak in Lushan, who grew up with me since I was a child, and is like a sister..."Li Tengkong looked at Huang Simiao and was frightened, and explained.

"There are really fairies in this world, are there really immortals?" Huang Simiao suddenly thought that if there were immortals, would he be able to do it himself... You don't need to eat Liuwei Dihuang Pill to live forever?

"I want to come and there is, otherwise where will the clouds and rain come, and where will the sun and the moon rise. He will definitely go to Penglai one day to have a look and taste how delicious the wine of the immortals is. Poet Li is extremely longing, Huang Simiao sneered a few times, I want to say that I understand all this, you can look at it.

Lushan Lingyun Peak is located in the north of Lushan, which is the division of Nandou. Please ignore the distance, the birds of the Tang Dynasty can't fly fast. Looking from the air, Lingyun Peak is beautiful and tall, towering into the clouds; The trees are verdant and the mountains are full of flowers; The lake and the mountains reflect each other.

"The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river...", Li Da poet pointed to the precipice surrounding and chanted, the waterfall is like the Milky Way hanging upside down, flying down, beautiful. It's better if you don't chant poetry, knowing that you can endure it, can't you be an honest man, and can you die if you don't pretend to be a fairy?

The white crane falls on the top of the peak, floats away, the Taoist temple stands high on the lonely peak of the steep protrusion, the golden glazed tiles, the vermilion wall, the majestic gatehouse is solemn and solemn, the Taoist temple is like a phoenix spreading its wings when it is close to see, it is extremely brilliant.

"They... I won't chase here, let's go down, I still have to find a hero to sigh! Huang Simiao always felt that it was too high here, and when she looked down, her legs trembled, and she felt insecure.

"Don't worry, I'll send you down the mountain right away!" Li Dashi couldn't wait to send Huang Simiao to get out of the box immediately, a typical unloading mill and killing a donkey.

Huang Simiao shrugged his shoulders and said that he couldn't ask for it, so he didn't have time to eat dog food, and the hero sighed that he hadn't even seen a single hair yet, he didn't dare to imagine seeing the donkey face of the noodle shop owner every day to ask him for an account, and he was very frightened when he thought about it.

It was Li Tengkong who kept a few words, and finally gave Huang Simiao a manuscript of the Tao Te Ching before letting Huang Simiao take the crane down the mountain. Well, in the future, he will read 300 Tang poems during the day and the Tao Te Ching at night, and he will also be a literary young man who loves the quintessence of the country. In the future, I can develop a side business to tell my fortune or something, and I am drunk when I think about it.