It is rare for a fifty-year-old to live like a straightforward child.

It is precisely because of his pure and straightforward nature that his talent and poetry do not have a trace of human spirit. But the purer life is, the more painful it is. The world is too complicated and cannot tolerate his simplicity.

The world was so hard that he compromised. He Zhizhang introduced Li Bai to the palace and became a Hanlin attendant. His duties not only drafted edicts for the emperor, but also wrote poems and essays for the emperor's fun. That year he wrote many poems and essays that suited the emperor and the imperial concubine, such as "The Song of the Palace" and "Qingping Dictation", which were all called to please the emperor and the imperial concubine. While he was more and more painful.

How can a person who is straightforward and free by nature be a shameless literati who flatters the powerful and nobles of the Tian family? To put it nicely, it is called "the imperial literati", but to put it badly, it is a dog raised by the Tian family who can write and write poetry.

In just one year, Li Bai resigned and left Chang'an.

He was completely discouraged in the court and officialdom, and indulging in the mountains and rivers to travel around the world is probably a kind of escape.

But in his heart, he still had a trace of his ideal of serving the country, loyalty to the emperor and benefiting the people, and he had never shattered. However, his personality was destined to be an official.

The clear whistle under the night may be the catharsis that he cannot express his life's ambitions.

Gu Qing looked at him with some sympathy. When he read his poems in his previous life, he was all free, romantic and heroic. He drank with him face to face in this life, and even became his drinker. When he looked at him up close, he realized that behind his heroic and free image, there were many unspeakable pains.

Li Baiyin's full song "The Road Is Difficult", then staggered and knelt across from Gu Qing, picked up the wine jar and handed it to him: "I have danced my sword for you, and you will drink this jar full of you, and live for the people of heaven and earth!"

Gu Qing was startled and shook his head quickly: "If you don't drink, you will die."

"Duh! My dear brother was cheating and was not a gentleman!" Li Bai shook his head vigorously and said, "Yesterday you went to the porcelain kiln. I found that Brother Song. Brother Song told me that the Mid-Autumn Festival poem was actually written by you. Humph, I was not honest in drinking, and I was not honest in being a person. Why don't you admit such a good poem?"

"Brother Taibai, you didn't ask," Gu Qing said innocently: "If you point to my nose and ask, who wrote that poem, I might admit it, but you only asked me for wine and said that if you have wine, you are a confidant, and you are obviously a friend of wine and meat."

Li Bai didn't care about that much, so he picked up the wine jar and poured it into Gu Qing's mouth. Gu Qing pushed him left and right, and the wine spilled all over.

I seriously suspect that the famous "Eight Immortals in Drinking" in history, and the few who are still alive are all famous for being forced to be consumed by Li Bai. They are so embarrassed to be so embarrassed that they are so embarrassed to tell the public that they have to pinch their noses and admit that they are the Eight Immortals in Drinking.

"Okay, okay, stop! Brother Taibai, wait." Gu Qing couldn't stand it anymore: "Does Brother Taibai love drinking so much?"

Li Bai sighed, "If there is no wine, how can you live a life? Wine is my life."

Gu Qing thought for a while and said, "In a few days, I will brew some good wine for you. A real good wine will make you look ecstatic in one sip..."

Li Bai's eyes lit up: "What wine?"

"I don't have a name, burn a knife, stuff the donkey, gentle years, etc., you can call it whatever you like." Gu Qing said indifferently.

Li Bai frowned: "You are also a talented man who wrote Mid-Autumn Festival poems. Why are you so vulgar? One is more rude than the other."

“The gentle years are also unpleasant?”

“Unclear!”

Li Bai was sitting on the straw mat in the middle of the yard without sitting, and poured wine into his mouth with a wine jar, and his expression suddenly became bleak.

Gu Qing was silent for a moment and said, "Brother Taibai, I will send you a poem."

Li Bai immediately sat upright: "It is a blessing in the world to get a poem by a talented man. Taibai is willing to listen carefully."

Gu Qing said again: "I won't write poems anymore. The words are too ugly, which makes people and gods angry, and they vomit as soon as they see them. I read them out, Brother Taibai and listen to them."

"My brother, come on, I can't wait." Li Bai looked at him eagerly. He only took two things seriously in his life, one was wine and the other was poetry.

Gu Qing stood up, looked at the silent and dark night sky with his hands, and slowly chanted: "Those who abandon me will not stay yesterday's day. Those who disturb my heart will have many worries today. The long wind and thousands of miles of autumn geese can bring you up to the sky, and the small thanks in the middle will be clear. They all have a happy and prosperous thoughts, and want to go up to the blue sky to see the bright moon. Draw a knife to cut off the water and flow more, and raise a cup to eliminate sorrow and sorrow. Life is not satisfactory, and the Ming Dynasty is spreading a small boat."

Li Bai wrote down one by one. After Gu Qing finished chanting, Li Bai still closed his eyes and savored it carefully. Suddenly his expression was shocked, as if he was struck by thunder. He opened his eyes and looked at Gu Qing with a steady state, his eyes turned red without realizing it.

Gu Qing sighed and said, "Brother Taibai, you and I have only known each other for a few days. In the past few days, I have seen Brother Taibai's eyebrows are depressed and the knots are hard to express. You have ambitions, but why can't you tolerate the world? Since that's the case, why not let go of your mind and follow the circumstances? I will give this poem to Brother Taibai, and I will talk to you in a deep way. Brother Taibai should not blame me Meng Lang."

"Brother Taibai's talent is worthy of historicness. Thousands of years later, in history, your reputation is better than that of thousands of emperors and generals. Why should you be inferior to yourself and be depressed? The temple is so high that it is hard to ask, how can you compare to the freedom and pleasure of the world and the world."

Li Bai seemed to have not heard Gu Qing's consolation, but just recited the poem repeatedly, and then praised: "Good poem! Poems are like a horse running in the sky, and the dragon goes out to the sea. It is anger of being talented but not being met, and it also has a strong and intense feeling, and it also has the intention of expressing consolation. It has twists and turns, ups and downs, and the poems in this world can be ranked among the top ten, and Gu's talented brother!"

After saying that, Li Bai's body shook, and he remained silent for a long time. Suddenly, his head was lowered, and tears as big as beans fell on his clothes.

"'Life is not satisfactory', only my brother Gu knows me. I traveled to the mountains and fields and could make friends with my life. Li Taibai's greatest blessing in this life. My brother's poems and passionate love, but Li Taibai cannot repay me, so I can't bow."

After saying that, Li Bai stood up, dressed up, and bowed to Gu Qing formally to the ground.

Gu Qing hurriedly got up and returned the favor, feeling a little guilty.

The poem I just now is actually Li Bai's, but he hasn't written it yet, so Gu Qing asked it to be published in advance.

Gu Qing just felt that this poem could comfort Li Bai's mood. He was so impressed that he was not satisfied with his talent. He was depressed in Xingqing Palace in Chang'an a few years ago. He was full of talent but could not be used. He was raised like a pet by the Tian family. He had only been a Hanlin attendant for a year and resigned from his post and left. He could not imagine how the arrogant Li Bai spent that year and how much humiliation he endured.
Chapter completed!