On Chang'an Street, there is a famous night shop called Qingle Street.

It is only a few miles from the ancestral temple of the imperial city to the west city, and it is this long street. Restaurants, vendors, snacks, gouache lanterns are all available.

Walking on this Qingle Street, if you cross the famous Moon Bridge, you will have a beautiful scenery again. A young woman with a beautiful face, dressed in a pale white veil with red sleeves and swaggering. Light songs and dances fluctuated in the high pavilion, and some girls sat on the balcony with paper fans, throwing flattering glances at the emigrants.

"Little Er, fetch me the best wine. ”

Looking at the young man who buried his head on the wine table, the little guy who was playing wine, shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Okay, bring it to you immediately." ”

Who doesn't know that this famous loser in Chang'an City, the prince Zhao Qin. On weekdays, I like to go to the wind and snow to look for flowers and ask willows, and the fox friends and dog friends in Chang'an City don't know much, as for the flower wine kiln waiting for this merry little prince to spend a lot of money, the Oiran really wants to line up, I'm afraid I have to line up to the ancestral shrine.

"Little Er, ...... the wine"

casually pinched a peanut and rice scattered on the table and chewed it in his mouth, Zhao Qin saw that the wine was slow, and shouted at the wine man again.

"Good flower carving, you use it slowly...... Remember to tell me something. The little guy who was drinking stuffed the green jade wine jug with the wine into the hand of the already drunk son. He wasn't in a hurry, he just waited. Sure enough, the boy finished knocking the peanuts in his mouth, tore off the wine stopper, put it to his nose and smelled it.

"Good wine, good wine...... There is a reward! there is a reward!" Brother Gongzi drunkenly took out a few gold ingots and put them on the table. He didn't pay any attention to the little guy and drank to himself. The winemaker seemed to have known that the man would give a reward, and at this moment he took the money and said happily, "Thank you, master", and left with the gold ingots with bright eyes.

At this moment, there were seven or eight empty flasks neatly piled up on the square table in front of him. The brocade robe that the man was wearing was rubbed with a lot of wine on it, and the whole person was as if he had soaked in the wine pool, and he smelled of wine. After drinking the wine in the glass, he didn't care, he stood up and walked towards the door, half-drunk and half-awake swaggering to the market.

It's just that the drunk man can't walk a few steps, and after crossing the stone bridge, he sways to the ground. The girls on both sides of the Huai River on the side saw him lying drunk and rolling on the ground, laughing and dancing around her waist.

"Little prince, you really want to destroy the slave family. The girl in the building pinched her handkerchief and shouted at the top of her voice.

"Hurry up, it's only been a few days, and you're hungry little. "The little prince in Chang'an City talks nonsense, and he never brings a word of elegance. The girls were not surprised, but stood between the buildings scratching their heads and working harder.

"Wrongdoer, you can be regarded as here. Don't you know that Zhen Zhen thinks about you, thinks that you are sick, and is still calling your name in her dream last night. The old mother who was at the door hurriedly went over to support the distinguished guest, and said some amorous words.

"Don't go, don't go, this wine. I can't compare to a beauty, if I want to be beautiful, I will drink flower wine. But I just want to drink tonight, you don't want to pull me, I won't go ......" The little prince in a python brocade robe pushed away a group of warblers and Yanyan, picked up a wine jug and sat at the door of the Qinglou and drank bitterly.

When the old bustard saw him unconscious, he fell drunk at the door of the Qinglou. Hurriedly ordered someone to come over and invite the little prince to a private room to rest. It's just that the eldest son of this prince went crazy like a drunkard, and came over to help his subordinates.

"My good lord, a great official...... Don't you really want to go up and sit down?" the old mother was wearing embroidered satin, and stretched out a pair of fat hands with jade wrenches to support the drunk little prince.

"If I really want to go, I will go without you telling me. I really don't want to go, you just asked me to go, I won't go. ”

Knowing the style of these gentlemen, the old mother is not in a hurry. attached to the little prince's ear and said: "A few days ago, a group of girls sent by the Southern Barbarians came, all of them were chicks......"

Before the words were finished, the best little prince on weekdays stopped the old mother's hand covering her ears.

"Haha...... Uncle, I haven't seen any women, tall, short, fat, thin, hairy, hairless, don't go, don't go......"

The world's largest merry man in Chang'an City started to get drunk and went crazy, and the filthy words he said were that even the old mother who had been in the business for a long time couldn't help but spit on him. The old mother saw that there was no play, so she straightened his collar for him.

"If the little prince really wants to drink, then I will invite you to drink, how much can you drink, count it as mine, I don't want money tonight. Seeing a drunk man stopping in front of the door, I was afraid that I wouldn't even be able to do business, so the old mother was very arrogant and invited the little prince to a table of banquets.

"Don't drink your wine for nothing, how much should you give, it's not bad......" Sure enough, when it came to wine, the little prince moved away, and with drunken eyes, he found a table closest to the window and sat down.

"Master, use it slowly. ”

In a moment, a table of good wine and food was delivered to the little prince. Zhao Qin didn't even mention the chopsticks, grabbed the wine jug and poured it into his mouth.

"Hey, little prince...... You drink slowly. Seeing that he was drinking fiercely, an "old man" who was wearing a thin gauze and had a thick rouge on his face kindly snatched his wine glass.

"...... Lao Tzu drinks, what's in the way of you. Zhao Qin snatched the wine glass and poured himself another glass. Between the toasts, the glass of wine reflects his ugliness. Zhao Qin suddenly laughed, and then drank bitterly.

He left a few silver tickets, carried two jugs of spirits, and went downstairs with a sway.

"You can't clean up when you drink wine......"

It's just that even he didn't know that when he was drinking spirits alone just now, and his heart was broken, he hurriedly snatched the wine glass and came to this Fengyue place. Now I want to find a quiet place to have a drink alone. But he couldn't bear the lonely atmosphere, and it was like he couldn't find a quiet place in the prosperous appearance of the entire Chang'an City.

There is more than one lonely life traveler, there are thousands of people every day, and everyone is a sand gull in the world.

Lin Ziyun, who was alone, stumbled out of the alley.

He didn't know how long he had been gone, he should have been far enough away from Changle Mansion.

The coolness of the night couldn't help but make him shiver. But the chill was far less immediate than the pain in his heart, and he took a step and continued through the next street. Walking alone, there is no way back, and there is nowhere to go.

Luckily, the moon is still round. Luckily, there is also night in the sky of this world.

Approaching the third watch, the lights have gradually gone out. There was no more noise on the street, so Lin Ziyun cautiously slowed down his footsteps.

When I walked to the end of an alley, there was still steaming from a shop that filled the long lamp.

Apricot blossom wine, braised pork noodles, it turned out to be a place to eat. Lin Ziyun sighed and swallowed the clouds and mist. After not taking a few steps, he slowly retreated and took a closer look at the signboard on the shop.

"Little Er, do you have any wine?"

"Hey, come on, guest officer, what do you want...... a man dressed as a guy heard a guest shouting outside, and hurriedly took off the cloth towel on his shoulder to wipe the table.

"It's really unlucky, no, no, in the middle of the night, why are you telling Hanako not to steal chickens and run here?" Xiao Er saw that the person who came in was wearing a tattered cloth coat and a pair of straw sandals with open toes on his feet, so he hurriedly changed his words and scolded. I didn't go to wipe the table anymore, I had to go out to drive Lin Ziyun out.

Lin Ziyun didn't bother to worry about this shopkeeper who looked down on people, and shrugged his shoulders and shook the palm of the shopkeeper. He sat down at the nearest table, touched his pocket, took out a few copper coins and slapped them on the table.

The only penny left fell on the small table that had not been wiped clean and was stained with wine ashes, Lin Ziyun turned over a large bowl spread on the table with one hand and said, "Full of wine......"

When Xiao Er saw that he was rich, it was really difficult to drive him out. smiled at the moment, and hurriedly brought a jar of wine and placed it on the table.

Chang'an City, Qingle Street, Xinghua Tavern. Lin Ziyun lifted the wine jar and drank it with his head up. I don't know if the drink is spicy or bitter, but he cried.

"Maniac ......"

The guy who had just brought another jar of old wine to the table threw the tablecloth over his shoulder and whispered to himself.

The drinker poured a sip of the liquor into his throat, exhaled a spicy spicy aroma, and disappeared in an instant after steaming in the night. Wine is not intoxicating, people are drunk. If a person wants to get drunk, then the wine is not wine, but alcohol.

"When you sing about wine, what is life? For example, the morning dew, the days are bitter and ......" The down-to-earth stranger finally couldn't help but howl. Life is like a dream, when will I wake up from a dream? Maybe waking up is also a dream. Do him a big dream in the Spring and Autumn Period, Huang Liang is a game, who cares who is wrong with him, who are you and me?

This night, the luxurious boy bumped along the road and arrived at the only tavern on the street that was still lit up.

On Chang'an Street, there are no pedestrians. The person who knocked the watch had already finished the final hammer of the third watch, and it was already drizzling in the sky. The dust of the imperial city was annihilated on the blue and white stone street, and the falling flowers splashed on the roof of the canopy boat on the Huai River were scattered.

When Xiao Er saw someone fall into the door, he wanted to take a stool to catch up. Zhao Qin struggled to open his heavy eyes and burped at the guy. The length of the body is wearing a precious Su brocade, embroidered with a flying angry python, and the needlework is also sewn by the best embroiderer. The man is well-informed and knows that he is a noble son, and he does not dare to offend.

"This master, the shop is already closed...... Come early, tomorrow. Although this person was drunk, he didn't dare to offend, and Xiao'er spoke slowly.

"Bah...... Lao Tzu also saw someone eating and drinking here, and rolled away...... "Which of the rich and noble in the dynasty is easy to mess with?"

"Brother, what a word. Can I sit down?"

If it is the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, the gentleman of Chang'an City is here, and he will never believe that such a polite words in front of him came from the mouth of the prince of Pingyang.

Lin Ziyun looked at the boy in brocade clothes, and saw that he was drunk and looked at him with a distorted face, and he was bored for no reason. "Fuck off, drink, don't talk to me. ”

He was despised by a man named Hanako, and was pushed away by him, Zhao Qin slowly got up, leaned on the cold bench and exhaled. I looked at the drinker again, his hair was not long, there was some scum, and his delicate face could be vaguely seen. Although the clothes were ragged, there was an uninhibited smell of ink and a faint smell of ink.

"Childe, this person is a man named Hanako......" the guy persuaded beside him.

"Good wine, the best wine ......" Zhao Qin threw a stack of silver tickets and threw it on the table.

That guy saw the money, and no matter what the relationship between the two was, whether they would fight. took the silver ticket and hurriedly took the wine.

Wine is really a good thing, to dispel sorrow and forget pain.

"Take the wine, take the wine......" Lin Ziyun drank the last drop and asked the guy for wine.

"Call Hanako, go, go, don't disturb this boy to drink. The little second glanced at Lin Ziyun impatiently, and pushed him off the table.

"What did you say?" A cultivator's breath rose from Lin Ziyun's body, Lin Ziyun grabbed the collar of the little er, picked him up and fell to the ground hard, and the little er fell to the ground and wailed.

"You...... What do you want to do? At the feet of the Son of Heaven, you have no money, and you still want to buy wine?"

"Money, haha, I don't have any money. But you dogs look down on people, and I'm going to teach you snobbies a lesson today. "Lin Ziyun is the most despised by others in his life. The little two insulted him again and again, and knew that he had no reason and couldn't help but want to teach this little guy a lesson.

"You despise Hanako and knock you down, what right do you have to look down on others?"

When the man saw Hanako stand up, he laughed even more at himself. shrank behind Zhao Qin, pointed at Lin Ziyun and yelled: "You want to eat and drink for nothing, hurt me, and have a reason?" What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for looking at people, I hit you because I paid for it, but you let me go. When you come to the store to drink, you are your food and clothing parents, you deceive your parents, and I am beating you today as an unfilial son. Lin Ziyun laughed angrily. He had never indulged himself like this, just because he had been treated unfairly. In fact, he already regretted seeing that guy being thrown to the ground by himself, but at the moment, he was drunk and what he didn't dare to do had given him courage.

"I beat you today to teach you a lesson for all the people in the world. You're just a tavern buddy, bullying the weak in this imperial city. I want to tell you today that you have been in Hedong for 30 years, and in Hexi for 30 years, don't bully young people into poverty......"

Without looking at the man again, Lin Ziyun slammed the door and walked out.

The streets were covered with icy rain, and the teenagers ran wildly.

The lights on both sides of the Huai River are like day, and the red lanterns are hung on the bow of the boat and hung in front of the door. The rain is rippling on the water, and the river is flooded with rounds of red candles, but the smoke and waves of Jiangcheng are vast, and no matter where they are, they can't accommodate a forest cloud. The autumn rain that soaked the corners of his mouth was neither salty nor spicy, and Lin Ziyun swallowed it mouthfuls and mouthfuls, as if this could calm him down.

The green buildings on both sides of the Huai River, the firelight illuminates the entire long river. The rain that drifted down turned into drops of red dust and tears in the red light of the city, pouring into the Huai River, which was filled with too much sorrow. With the autumn waves, with the canopy boat sailed out of Chang'an City, leaving no trace, no trace. The voice of the singer in the green eaves and red mansion sent away the ferryman, but it couldn't take away a person who couldn't go back.

Lin Ziyun cultivated the immortal method and obtained the magic technique, but what he couldn't get was his peaceful heart. Even the immortal intent of the spell could not hide the drunkenness on his face.

"Poof......

A man in a gorgeous robe sat next to Lin Ziyun with two jars of wine in his hands.

"I'm here for you for a drink, friend. ”

"You don't care who I am, and I don't want to know who you are. I lack a drinker, and you lack a jug of wine. ”

Zhao Qin picked up a jar of wine and handed it to Lin Ziyun.

Lin Ziyun didn't look at who it was, snatched the wine, and poured it in his mouth desperately. If he could, he didn't care who was who. If he could, he wanted to forget who he was.

"The smoke cage is cold and the moon is long and sandy, and the night is close to the restaurant in Qinhuai. The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country, and she still sings the backyard flowers across the river. Lin Ziyun looked at the brilliant lights on the other bank and looked up to the sky and laughed. In this life, I have ambitions, obscure work, and I have traveled to another world. It's ridiculous to laugh at yourself, it's ridiculous to laugh at others, it's ridiculous to laugh at the world. Laughing and laughing, he fell into the wine jar and wept silently.

This Du Mu's Bo Qinhuai expressed his dissatisfaction and anger with this world.

It's just that Zhao Qin, a courtier who is the son of today, is beside Lin Ziyun at this moment. Rao is appreciative of this person's talent, poetic talent, hearing this anti-poem, with his boldness, he couldn't help but hurriedly cover Lin Ziyun's mouth.