Standing outside the Taiji Palace, looking at the blood-stained hands, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's a shame.

However, your weakness is not a reason for me to let you go.

The sunset in the sky is infinitely better, but it is almost dusk.

The twilight of the Li Tang Empire.

............

In Chang'an City, in a garden, Li Bai, Du Fu, Wang Wei and Zhang Xun are reciting poems against each other.

This is also a station of Changgemen in Chang'an City.

After Li Jiancheng ascended the throne, although there were also big vassals, the four of them also got a small official position.

But except for Zhang Xun, Li Bai, Du Fu and Wang Wei got idle jobs.

And even if it is Zhang Xun's position as a general, it is also an ornament.

The real commander of the army will definitely not be his turn.

This is a far cry from their original ambition to enter the phase.

But the four of them are not really corrupt, they know very well that they are not suitable for trouble with Li Jiancheng.

At least not yet.

Changgemen would not support them against Li Jiancheng.

Because today's Li Tang Dynasty Hall has almost been occupied by Confucianism, there are not a few people from Changgemen.

Although the four of them are strong in martial arts, their influence in the Changge Sect and within Confucianism are still far from those of some old people.

Therefore, when they are full of boredom, they can only drink and have fun and recite poems to pass the time of boredom.

The four of them are indeed all-rounders in civil and military affairs, during this time. Between them, many famous stories have been born.

For example, now, Li Bai staggered to his feet. A jug of wine was raised high from his hand and poured into his mouth.

A pot of wine was sprinkled with at least half a pot, but Li Bai didn't care at all, and the other three didn't say anything.

They knew that Li Bai was a poet.

The four of them are all rare geniuses in Changgemen, but in terms of poetry, Li Bai is the most genius.

His mind is wild. Often, when others don't feel anything, inspiration comes.

Now it is obvious that Li Bai suddenly had an inspiration again.

Du Fu, Wang Wei and Zhang Xun all focused on Li Bai. I didn't notice the sound of four footsteps coming softly.

Li Bai did not disappoint the three of them either.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.

You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I was born to be useful. The daughter is scattered and comes back.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is fun. You will have to drink 300 cups at a time.

Du Wang Zhang, the third senior brother, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, the king of Han feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words and little money. The path must be sold to the gentleman.

Five-flowered horse, golden qiu. Hu'er will exchange for fine wine and sell eternal sorrow with you. ”

"Good ......"

As soon as Li Bai's poem came out, everyone applauded.

This poem is a very vivid expression of Li Bai's unruly character: on the one hand, he is full of confidence in himself and arrogant, and on the other hand, after the twists and turns in his political future, he also reveals his feelings of indulgence, enjoyment, and pleasure.

In this poem, he interprets Zhuangzi's philosophy of happiness and life, expressing his contempt for wealth and sages. And in the booze of drinking, in fact, there is a deep feeling of talent.

The whole poem is heroic, emotional, fluent, and has a strong appeal.

"Taibai, what's the name of this poem?" Du Fu asked.

"Since it's today's drinking poem, let's call it "Will Enter the Wine". Li Bai said.

"It's really a good poem, but it's a pity that Huai Cai doesn't meet him, and he has to see if it's really a monarch who has no vision, or whether he has no talent. A cold voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"Who?" Li Bai suddenly woke up, and was actually touched by someone and didn't notice it.

It's incredible, after all, the four of them are all great grandmasters.

Although the great masters of Confucianism may not be as good as the ordinary great masters in terms of combat effectiveness, the realm is real.

Li Bai Dufu and the others looked up, and then they saw that there were four people in this garden.

Four swordsmen.

All the white clothes are like snow, and the expression is arrogant, like the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, lonely and peerless.

The pupils of Li Bai and the others contracted suddenly.

Four great masters, great masters of kendo.

And it is completely different from them, it can be seen from the natural aura on their bodies that between them, they are not at the same level at all.

In fact, it is.

Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuixue, Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng, these four people, any of them, are not comparable to Li Bai.

"Enemies. Li Bai quickly determined the identity of the person who came.

After all, now Ye Gucheng's information is no longer top secret.

The hall master of the Blue Dragon Society is undoubtedly one of the top figures in the rivers and lakes now.

Their portraits are not a secret.

It's just that they are supposed to be attending the Famous Sword Conference at the Sword Worship Villa at this moment, why did they suddenly appear here?

Regarding this point, Li Bai had no time to continue thinking.

They attacked almost subconsciously.

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying......"

Li Bai only had time to say this sentence, and he couldn't say it anymore.

He slowly lowered his head, staring at the Excalibur stuck in his chest.

The sword was so fast, so fast that he didn't react at all.

Then, Li Bai closed his eyes.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he heard Simon Fuxue's faint comment: "It's really stupid to waste time reciting poetry before making a move." ”

Ximen Blowing Snow is not very powerful among the great grandmasters, and even the four of them are actually only the bottom of the great grandmasters.

After all, they had just broken through to the Great Grandmaster, and no matter how talented they were, they could hardly compete with the old Great Grandmaster.

But in the face of the four great masters of the Changge Gate, Ye Gucheng, Yan Shisan, and Xie Xiaofeng, the results achieved were exactly the same as those of Ximen Blowing Snow - they were all killed in one move.

It's not a level of combat at all.

Although both sides are great grandmasters.

Ye Gucheng pulled out his long sword from Du Fu and said coldly: "It's so weak." ”

Yan Shisan nodded and said, "I really don't understand, if you make a move, you can make a move, why do you have to recite a poem, it's a waste of time." ”

Xie Xiaofeng's face was also excited, he didn't even have the slightest interest in Zhang Xun who died under his sword, he just looked at the sunset that was gradually setting, and said, "Fu Hongxue and Ding Peng should have already done it." Who would have thought that this huge Chang'an City would change its flag overnight?"

Today is destined to be Li Tang's Good Friday. (To be continued......)

PS: There are still 2 chapters to complete......