After noon, it suddenly rained heavily.

After more than ten days of burning heat, the sudden heavy rain washed away the dust on Chang'an Street and also made a cool breeze blow. For a moment, the irritable heart seemed to settle down.

Located in Qujiangfang on the west side of Chang'an, the water flows and pavilions are staggered. After a new rain, even the sunlight seems to be much gentler, and everything reflects brightly.

Qujiangfang, known as Qushui Liushang, is a place where literary style is prosperous. For a time, many literati and poets lingered here wrote poems.

I heard the elegant man stroked his long beard on the cruise ship, and after pondering for a while, he chanted passionately: "After the ground is clear, no one dreams of green trees every day. Only the old friend of the south wind has opened the door and flipped the book!"

"Good poem!"

A sound of praise sounded between the pavilions and platforms on both sides of the straits, and the literati on the same boat shook their heads: "The artistic conception is rare, it should be clear!"

The elegant man looked at a complacent and waved his hands with a reserved look, but his eyes couldn't help but look at a pavilion on the shore.

After seeing the curtains without any reaction, I was suddenly disappointed and forced myself to socialize. Not long after, another 'inadvertent' cruise ship came here with a loud chant...

Behind the curtain, Li Bai, who was sleeping, turned over impatiently, woke up and could not sleep.

"Why are these people so annoying?"

On the side of the table, the elegant scribe who was buried in her head and wrote smiled and asked, "The beautiful scenery is rare. Why didn't Brother Taibai write a poem to meet the good situation?"

Li Bai sneered: "Forget it, everyone is so excited that they want to become famous, why should I come out and let it go?"

"Oh?" The scribe's writing paused slightly. When he looked up, he showed a handsome and gentle face, smiling: "Didn't that poem just now fall into Brother Taibai's eyes?"

"Poetry is a good poem, but what is entrusted to it is not human."

Li Bai laughed and shook his head: "I saw pavilions and towers everywhere. Where did the green trees and moss come from? Now the east wind makes my hair messy. Where did the south wind come from? It's nonsense...

Besides, the gentleman was there seriously chanting "Bites and bamboo shoots are scooping green onions, and pomegranate trees are hung with small bottles". It is really different. If a gentleman becomes a leopard, it is a bit too much."

"It's probably where I bought it?"

The bookmaker shook his head and smiled: "Just just look at the last two sentences, you will know that 'Open the door and flip through books' is the person who wrote the poem ridiculed him. He was still confused and ran to me to show off."

"you?"

Li Bai took off half of the book covered with his face, scratched his head, looked at the scholar he had met by chance in front of him, and was skeptical: "Brother Shangguan, are you a nobleman?"

"Yes." 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. I will be able to collect folk songs in the market for the adults in the palace. If there are one or two good words, it may not be impossible to reach the heavenly listening."

"Really or not?"

Li Bai subconsciously stood up, leaned closer, full of curiosity, and the eyes that had always been light and light could not hide their enthusiasm.

On the contrary, Shangguan Rong was a little surprised.

"I can't say that." He asked curiously, "Why, Brother Taibai is so idle and Yehe, do you also want to go to officialdom?"

"No, I mean you can enter the palace as soon as you go!"

Li Bai asked curiously: "Is there anything good to see in Weiyang Palace?"

Shangguan Rong's expression stiffened for a moment, but he didn't expect his answer to be so clear and unique. He was stunned for a long time before he coughed twice and whispered: "It's a serious crime to spy on the ban, Brother Taibai."

"Just ask, why are you just spying on me?"

Li Bai tsk and shook his head and said, "Look, all things in the world are born from nature. Heaven and earth are nurtured. If there are any good scenery, we should see it together. What's the matter with the wall? The one who is the emperor is too stingy."

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

"You said you could enter the palace, but you didn't want to tell me what's in the palace. I think you are trying to make fun of me."

Seeing that he was too lazy to say it, Li Bai had no choice but to ask, "What about the promised thing?

"Please wait a moment."

Shangguan Rong lowered his head, pondered for a moment, picked up the pen, and the pen was moved by the dragon and snake, and then waved the last two lines of the poem on the table.

If there were other people here, they would be shocked. Because whether it was the bold and powerful poems on the paper or the rich and graceful calligraphy, they were rare masterpieces in the world, it was a good fortune like a beautiful scenery when they gathered together.

After Shangguan blew the ink marks, he carefully picked it up, as if holding a treasure of gold, put it in a box, then put a small bag of lime to avoid the tide, and handed over the box with luxurious gold wires on the outside.

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

"I'm willing to accept the loss of the bet. Brother Taibai's poems are superb. I'm just copying one or two. Even if I add a box now, what's the pity?"

Shangguan sighed: "The poem "Jiangjinjiu" is majestic and magnificent, rare in the world. On the contrary, my brother's writing skills are not good, so he can only copy it to such a level.

I just wondered, why did Brother Taibai not want people to know that it was written by himself in his good poems that have been spread all over the world over the past few days?”

"Just like to appreciate poetry, what do I have to appreciate as a person?"

Li Bai happily put away the box: "Thanks to your good words, otherwise I would have been so poor that I wouldn't even be able to afford the gifts for my elders' birthday."

Shangguan shook his head: "It's more than that? Brother Taibai, as long as you say that the poem was made by yourself, it's no problem to spend a lot of money."

Li Bai was stunned for a moment, as if he had never thought about this problem, but soon, he shook his head seriously: "Beautiful things are appreciated by people, not for selling them for money.

It’s good that everyone knows poetry, so why do you know me?”

"But Brother Taibai is not nameless. Now there are people who are good at raising you to be among the top ten swordsmen in Chang'an."

"Really or not?" Li Bai couldn't believe it: "I can get ten of them in Chang'an City that are worth my challenge?"

“…”

Shangguan Rong didn't know for a moment that the other party had a very good mind or that he had too high regard for himself.

He shook his head and did not talk about this again. He just asked, "In a few days, it will be the time for the Qujiangfang Lantern Poetry Festival. I wonder if Brother Taibai will attend it? It is also possible that you can enjoy the charm of heaven in the next day."

"I've been very busy lately." Li Bai scratched his head, feeling a little distressed: "It depends on when, it will definitely be the next time."

Actually, it is not necessarily the case.

Recently, Lu Daoxuan seems to be busy with some mechanism, which makes Xun Qing go out early and come back late and no one is seen. When he is too busy, he asks Li Bai to help.

Either they cut wood around the stump or sit in front of the stove to watch the heat.

It's really annoying.

But why...Dao Xuan Gong gave too much money.

There are just some miscellaneous work left and right. I can pay off Di Renjie's debts earlier. Otherwise, I would lower my head every time I saw that dead person.

Before leaving, Shangguan asked curiously: "The elder you mentioned who celebrated his birthday recently is Daoxuan Gong?"

Li Bai was stunned: "That's right, you want to go too?"

"I'll forget it." Shangguan shook his head and said solemnly: "Daoxuan Gong is famous in Chang'an, and is now at the forefront of the storm... If you are his junior, please advise him to retreat as soon as possible and not be dragged into the quagmire again."

"When people get older, they don't want to listen to others. How can I persuade them?" Li Bai shook his head, heard what he meant, and said directly: "Besides, Daoxuan Gong is well-versed in the world. If it was his decision, I don't think there is anything wrong with it."

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

"Thank you for lending me a place to shelter from the rain today. I'll invite you to drink later."

Li Bai waved his hand, but after taking two steps, he couldn't help but turn back: "Can you really enter the palace at will?"

Shangguan nodded: "It's true."

"Then can you bring me some wine next time?" Li Bai said expectantly: "I heard that the wine the emperor drank is soft and soft. Is it true?"

“…”

Shangguan was silent for a long time, looked at the literary friend in front of him with admiration, and sighed: "Theft of the imperial objects is also a death sentence, Brother Taibai!"

"Tsk, why are there so many death rows in the palace? Then forget it."

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

"Take care of yourself."

Shangguan stood at the door, watching Li Bai walk away, until he and the boy who was waiting at the intersection made a round, rubbed the blind boy's hair and stopped him from leaving, then sighed and turned around to a carriage.

The carriage left and disappeared.

"How is it today?"

After receiving the Lixiang who had been waiting for a long time, Li Bai glanced at the boy holding the pipa, and confirmed that there was no sign of bullying, then nodded: "No one is looking for trouble?"

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

"Then we'll treat that guy to dinner next time. I wonder if he can bring his own wine."

Li Bai pinched his chin and thought for a long time before suddenly reacting: "Why do you always call me sir? It sounds so disgusting."

"Well? If you call the teacher, shouldn't it be a sir?"

Li Xiang asked in confusion: "When Brother Xun Qing enlightened me, I was also called Mr.."

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

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

Just as the two were chatting, Li Xiang's steps paused slightly.

"What's wrong?" Li Bai asked.

"Front……"

The boy raised his empty eyes and looked at the crowd: "There are a lot of people fighting."
To be continued...