After noon, there was a sudden downpour.

After more than ten days of scorching heat, the sudden torrential rain washed away the dust on the streets of Chang'an, and also caused a cool breeze to blow, and for a while, the irritable mind seemed to settle down.

Located in the Qujiang Square on the west side of Chang'an, the flowing water is murmuring, and the pavilions and pavilions are scattered. After a fresh rain, even the sunlight seems to be much gentler, and everything is brightly reflected.

Qujiangfang, which is known as the flow of Qushui, itself is the peak of literary style, and for a while, I don't know how many literati and ink writers who lingered here wrote poems.

I only heard that on the pleasure boat, the elegant man stroked his long beard, and after a moment of silence, he chanted impassionedly: "After the moss is full of the ground and the first sunshine, the green trees have no one to sleep for a day." Only the old acquaintance of Nanfeng, stealing the door and flipping through the book! ”

"Good poetry!"

There was an exclamation between the pavilions on both sides of the strait, and the literati in the same boat also shook their heads: "The artistic conception is rare, when it is a big white!" ”

The elegant man looked smug and waved his hand reservedly, but his eyes couldn't help but look at a pavilion on the shore.

After seeing the curtain and not reacting, he was suddenly a little lost, and he was beaten up to socialize. It wasn't long before another 'unintentional' pleasure boat heard the sound of chanting......

And behind the curtain, Li Bai, who was sleeping, turned over impatiently, was woken up, and couldn't sleep.

"Why are these people so annoying?"

On the edge of the table, the elegant scribe who was immersed in writing smiled slightly and asked, "The beautiful scenery of a good day is rare, why doesn't Brother Taibai write a poem to meet the good situation?" ”

Li Bai sneered: "Forget it, people are all interested in wanting to be famous, why should I come out to ruin the fun?" ”

"Oh?" The scribe's writing action paused slightly, and when he looked up, he revealed a handsome and soft face, as if smiling: "Didn't that poem just now enter the eyes of Brother Taibai?" ”

"Poetry is good poetry, but it is not a person."

Li Baihe laughed and shook his head: "My eyes are full of pavilions and pavilions, where did the green trees and moss come from, and now my hair is messed up with the east wind, where does the south wind come from?" Net......

Besides, the benevolent brother was still there two days ago and chanted something serious, 'bitter bamboo shoots draw green pegs, pomegranate trees hang small bottles', it is really like two people, if the gentleman leopard changes, this is also too much of a leopard. ”

"Where did you buy it?"

The writer shook his head and smiled: "Just by reading the last two sentences, you know that 'stealing the door and flipping through the book' is the person who wrote the poem to ridicule him." He was still at a loss, and came to me to show off. ”

"You?"

Li Bai took off the half of the book covering his face, scratched his head, looked at the scribe he met by chance in front of him, and doubted: "Could it be that Brother Shangguan, what kind of dignitary are you?" ”

"That's right." Shangguan Rong looked at him and said with a smile: "Recently, everyone has rumored that I am a noble person who can enter the palace at will, and I will be able to see the adults in the palace in the market. ”

"Really?"

Li Bai subconsciously got up and leaned closer, full of curiosity, and it was difficult to hide his enthusiasm in those eyes that had always been breezy and calm.

On the contrary, it was a slight surprise to Shangguan Rong.

"I can't tell." He asked curiously, "Why, Brother Taibai is such an idle cloud and wild crane, does he also have the intention of becoming a leader?" ”

"No, I mean you can enter the palace with you!"

Li Bai asked curiously: "Is there anything beautiful about Weiyang Palace?" ”

Shangguan Rong's expression stiffened, he didn't expect his answer to be so strange and unique, he was stunned for a long time before he coughed twice and advised in a low voice: "Watching the forbidden is a big crime, Brother Taibai." ”

"Just ask, how can it be considered a snoop?"

Li Bai sighed, shook his head and said: "You see that everything in the world is born of nature, heaven and earth are conceived, and if there is any good scenery, everyone should see it together, what's the matter with holding the wall and enclosing it?" The one who was the emperor was too picky. ”

Shangguan Rong was not angry, but just shook his head, "It's better for me to pass this sentence back too, and treat you a big disrespectful offense in a few days." ”

"You said that you can enter the palace, but you don't want to tell me what is in the palace, I think you are making fun of me."

Seeing that he was too lazy to say, Li Bai was helpless, just stretched out his hand and asked, "What about the good things?"

"Please wait a moment."

Shangguan Rong lowered his head, and after pondering for a while, he lifted the pen, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, and waved the last two sentences of the poem on the table.

If there are other people here, they will be amazed, whether it is the majestic long poem on the paper, or the rich and graceful calligraphy are rare masterpieces in the world, and at this moment they are gathered in one place, which is really a good creation like a beautiful day.

After Shangguan dried the ink, he carefully picked it up, as if holding a thousand gold treasures, put it in the box, and then put in a small bag of lime to avoid the moisture, and then handed over the box with luxurious gold threads embedded in the appearance.

"Even the box was given to me?" Li Bai raised his eyebrows: "Then I took a big advantage." ”

"I am willing to lose the bet, Brother Taibai's poetry is peerless, I am just transcribing one or two, even if I add a box now, what is the pity?"

Shangguan sighed: "The poem "Will Enter the Wine" is majestic and magnificent, which is rare in the world. On the contrary, the younger brother's pen is not strong, so he can only transcribe to such an extent

It's just that I'm wondering, these days it's almost all over the world, making Chang'an paper expensive, why is Brother Taibai unwilling to let people know that he wrote it? ”

"It's good to appreciate poetry, but what is there to appreciate as a person?"

Li Bai happily put away the box: "Thanks to your good words, otherwise I would have been poor recently, and I wouldn't even be able to afford a congratulatory gift for the birthday of my elders." ”

Shangguan shook his head: "Why is it so? Brother Taibai, as long as you say that the poem was made by yourself, you can wait for thousands of dollars. ”

Li Bai was stunned for a moment, as if he had never thought about this problem, but soon, he shook his head solemnly: "Beautiful things are for people to appreciate, not to sell for money."

If you know poetry, why should you know me? ”

"But Brother Taibai is not nameless, now there are good deeds who have listed you in the top ten swordsmen in Chang'an."

"Really?" Li Bai couldn't believe it: "There are ten people in Chang'an City who are worthy of my challenge?" ”

“……”

Shangguan Rong didn't know for a while whether to say that the other party was thinking clearly, or whether to say that he thought too highly of himself.

He shook his head and didn't talk about this anymore, but just asked: "In a few days, it will be time for the Qujiangfang Lantern Poetry Festival, and then Brother Taibai doesn't know if he will participate?" It is also good for good students to enjoy the heavenly style in the next time. ”

"I've been busy lately." Li Bai scratched his head, a little distressed: "Let's see when, next time." ”

Not necessarily.

Recently, Lu Daoxuan seems to be busy with some kind of organ, so Xun Qing goes out early and returns late without seeing anyone, and when he can't be busy, he asks Li Bai to help too.

Either chopping wood around the stump or sitting in front of the stove and watching the fire.

It's really annoying.

But what ...... Dao Xuangong's money was too much.

The left and right are just some chores, and they can pay off Di Renjie's debts as soon as possible. Otherwise, every time you see that dead man's face, you have to bow your head.

Before leaving, Shangguan asked curiously, "The elder you said recently had his birthday, could it be Dao Xuangong?" ”

Li Bai was stunned: "Yes, yes, you want to go too?" ”

"I'll forget it." Shangguan shook his head and said solemnly: "Daoxuan Gong is famous in Chang'an, and now he is on the cusp...... If you are his junior, it is better to persuade him to retreat as soon as possible and not to be swept into the quagmire again. ”

"When people are old, they don't want to listen to others, how can I persuade them?" Li Bai shook his head, heard the meaning of his words, and said directly: "Besides, Dao Xuangong is well-versed in the world, if it is his decision, I don't think there is anything wrong with it." ”

Shangguan didn't say anything more and sent him all the way to the door.

"Thank you for lending me a place to shelter from the rain today, and I'll invite you to drink when I get back."

Li Bai waved his hand, but after taking two steps, he couldn't help but turn around: "You can really enter the palace at will?" ”

Shangguan bowed: "Really." ”

"Can you bring me some wine next time?" Li Bai said expectantly: "I heard that the wine that the emperor drinks is soft and soft, is it really fake?" ”

“……”

Shangguan was silent for a long time, looked at the literary friend in front of him with admiring eyes, and sighed: "Stealing the imperial object is also a capital crime, Brother Taibai!" ”

"Tsk, why are there so many capital crimes in the palace? That's it. ”

Li Bai waved his hand regretfully: "Brother Shangguan, take care." ”

"Take care."

Shangguan stood at the door, watching Li Bai walk away, until he and the young man waiting at the intersection turned around, rubbed the blind boy's hair, and stopped him from leaving, then he sighed and turned around and got into a carriage.

The carriage was gone, gone.

"How's it going today?"

After Li Bai received Li Xiang, who had been waiting for a long time, he glanced at the young man holding the pipa, and after making sure that there was no trace of being bullied, he nodded: "No one is looking for fault?" ”

"Mr. Li Bai, where are you talking about this?" Li Xiang laughed and shook his head slightly: "For the job introduced by Mr. Shangguan, no one bullied me. ”

"Then let's invite that guy to dinner next time, I don't know if he can bring his own wine."

Li Bai pinched his chin and thought for a long time before he suddenly reacted: "Why do you always call me sir?" Sounds like a lot of life. ”

"Huh? Shouldn't you be a teacher if you call a teacher? ”

Li Xiang asked suspiciously: "When Brother Xun Qing enlightened me before, I was also called Mr. ”

"Where did I become a teacher, but when that guy Xun Qing meets someone who doesn't call him a dog teacher, maybe he will burst into tears, right?"

Li Bai shook his head, he wanted to correct it but couldn't correct it, so he had to give up.

While the two were chatting, Li Xiang's footsteps paused slightly.

"What's wrong?" Li Bai asked.

"Front ......"

The boy's empty eyes lifted and looked behind the crowd: "There are a lot of people fighting. ”

Now, a faint clamor and angry shouting came.

In the middle of the street, two gangs of rangers from nowhere were in a mess, completely blocking the road. The people around were not surprised, and stood from a distance to watch the excitement.

"Tsk, bad luck."

Li Bai shook his head and led Li Xiang to turn around: "Let's go back another way." ”

These days, the struggle in Chang'an City has become more visible.

It's like an oil drum, a little more spark will burn up immediately, there is a breath of anxiety floating in the air, many people will make trouble because of a little thing, and there are guys who want to eat white food and turn up the stalls of spicy soup in front of their house, which makes Li Bai extremely unhappy.

After beating the scoundrels several times, he helped the stall owner's uncle to vent his bad breath.

Rectify the fundamentals, or because a new fang market is about to be born.

In particular, according to Yu Hengsi's calculations, this time it will be a large-scale living square market - a place that can accommodate more than 100,000 people to live and live.

In Chang'an, where every inch of land is valuable, there is nothing more representative of interests than this.

The resulting struggles are endless.

It is said that Duke Xuan is also busy with this matter these days, and Xun Qing is also helping without hesitation, and he can't even take care of cleaning up his own workshop.

For the remnants of the Great Avalanche who survive in the cracks and are homeless, there is nothing more precious than the existence of "home".

Water, food, sunlight and houses.

If they don't have a formal household registration in Fang City, they have no place to stay for a day, so they can only stay in a dark shack like a rat crossing the street, working hard to make money and pay high taxes.

Now that an opportunity is in front of them, no one will remain indifferent.

Even an outsider like Li Bai was infected by their enthusiasm and couldn't help but want to help.

But he still has his own things to do after all.

"Did you run for nothing today?" Li Xiang noticed Li Bai's depressed mood and asked with concern.

At the mention of this, Li Bai couldn't help but sigh and had a headache.

Before he took shelter from the rain at Shangguan, he had been looking for someone in Guangdefang.

In Chang'an's living market, there are all kinds of people active, and they all live in different markets according to their race and origin.

For example, Huaiyuanfang is where the half-blood demon species gather, and I heard that the little guy next to Di Renjie, the one named Yuan Fang, also lives there.

And the most ...... in Guangdefang is a person in the clouds like Li Bai.

As foreign travelers, if they want to live for a long time, most of them will go to the market where their own clan lives, meet the owner, settle down, or get a temporary rest.

Although Li Bai can eat and drink at a friend's house for the time being, if there is a caravan from the clouds to help, his predicament may be solved sooner. But Li Bai didn't expect that the process of finding the owner of Guangdefang, who was respected by the people here as the "Great Elder", was so unsmooth - every time he went to visit, the Great Elder was not there. He wondered if the old man was deliberately hiding from him. The problem is that he didn't do anything, could it be that he was a sword and a sword, which made the old man jealous?

It's possible......

In the midst of his thoughts, his footsteps suddenly stopped, grabbed Li Xiang, and did not go any further.

"What's wrong?"

Li Xiang asked.

"It's nothing, someone in front of me fell into the river." Li Bai said calmly.

"Oh."

Li Xiang nodded, held Li Bai's sleeve, and followed him around the gathered crowd.

It's just that when he was passing by, Li Bai couldn't help but take a look inside.

The bandit, whose face was covered in blood and held a long knife in his hand, was still roaring around.

But under the round-up of the officials of Honglu Temple, this guy who dared to rob the gold shop had no way to escape. It didn't take long for him to be overwhelmed by a few poor people rushing up and putting on shackles.

He also had a few accomplices who wanted to hold civilians hostage, but they had already been killed on the spot by the Honglu Temple messengers who had suffered losses.

As is the case at every election of the owners, the wandering street warriors and swordsmen bite together like mad dogs that have been driven away.

And no one else will be able to live in peace.

"When is the end of a day like this?" Li Bai heard someone sigh softly.

Ahead, there was an increasingly noisy shouting.

He frowned and led Li Xiang to avoid it, but after taking a look, he couldn't move his feet.

"Huh? Is there a fight going on? Li Xiang tilted his ears curiously.

"yes." Li Bai's head was bowed.

"Do you want to see it?" Li Xiang asked.

"I want to see it."

Li Bai raised his eyes and looked into the depths of the crowd.

The middle-aged man who was stopped on the side of the road.

Equipped with a sword, dressed in bright red, he swaggered through the city, but he had a scruffy beard. He bare one arm, revealing most of his chest, and the other hand in his arms.

seems to be drunk and awake, like a wanderer on Flower Street,

The smell of fat powder can be smelled in the wind from a long distance.

In Chang'an City, there are many people in the Qinglou on Wandering Flower Street who like to dress like this, but they are all imitating the same person.

The most famous swordsman in Chang'an City, the 'Sword of the Shuren' who has never been defeated, is known as the man who is the first in Chang'an.

- Ji Xianke!