"Master Liu, I heard that you are very good at poetry and poetry?"
Jiang Yufeng knew what her mother meant. She also had a good impression of Zhu Youji, who had good looks and temperament, so she used this excuse to ask.
Zhu Youji smiled slightly and guessed what Jiang Liu meant, saying: "Yes, Yufeng."
"Then Mr. Liu, can you accompany me for a walk, and remind me by the way, I am very interested in poetry, especially the poem by Shixian..."
Jiang Yufeng looked thoughtful for a moment, then touched her lips and teeth lightly, and said the poem that has been sung for thousands of years: "The clouds think of clothes and flowers, and the face looks like the face. The spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick. If I hadn't seen you on the top of the jade mountain, I would have met under the moon on Yaotai." "
Hearing this poem again, Zhu Youji also felt mixed emotions. The last time he heard this poem was from the mouth of Li Xuanyi, the commander of Xuantianwei.
I heard that the Poet Immortal recited poems and composed poems, soared to the upper world, became wild and unrestrained, caused a sensation, and became famous for a while. Unfortunately, it ended badly. After being drunk, he disappeared into the forbidden land of despair.
"Okay, let's go for a walk." Zhu Youji did not refuse Jiang Yufeng's invitation. After all, it was easier to enjoy flowers and scenery with a beautiful woman than to chat with Jiang Biehe and his wife.
"Why?"
Seeing the two of them leaving, Xiao Yu'er wanted to get up and follow, but Jiang Biehe grabbed his arm and said with a smile: "Xiao Yu'er, let's continue drinking tea and don't affect the two of them talking about poetry... "
"Forehead……"
Xiao Yu'er is very smart, so it's very clear what such an obvious action means.
Jiang Biehe just didn't want Xiao Yu'er to be this light bulb.
Helpless, Xiao Yu'er could only nodded and continued drinking tea with Jiang Biehe and his wife.
Under the leadership of Jiang Yufeng, Zhu Youji walked up the corridor and looked at the carps swimming in the pond, feeling much calmer.
"Girl Yufeng, this poem was actually written by the Immortal of Poetry to a noble concubine who was the most beautiful woman in the country."
"Using objects to describe people and beautiful scenery to refer to this peerless and beautiful imperial concubine."
"This is a story from an ancient dynasty..."
As he spoke, Zhu Youji raised his hand and waved, and the thick clear air surged out, spreading out like ripples and covering a small space.
In an instant, the surrounding scenery changed.
Magnificent palaces, antique streets and alleys, and splendid pavilions are all displayed one by one.
Countless people were coming and going, whispering to each other, talking and discussing.
"The feast of bliss is about to begin."
"The queen is coming out!"
"How spectacular! Is this the feast of bliss?"
"What a powerful illusion!"
…
Under the discussion of the crowd, two white black birds flew high into the sky. The huge golden pond was filled with purple wine and shrouded in mist. A little girl stepped on the clouds and floated up. The scene was extremely stunning.
The little girl stepped on the clouds and mist and reached the highest point. She held the flute in her hand and started to play it gently.
Under the melodious sound of the flute, the light rain, accompanied by the warm and comfortable atmosphere, fell on the guests, and they all showed smiles.
Jiang Yufeng, who was in it, was deeply shocked by this scene. She felt as if she had traveled to another world, a wonderful space that did not belong to the upper world.
Jiang Yufeng stretched out her hand, feeling the raindrops falling on her palm, turned her head and asked, "Mr. Liu, this is..."
"The feast of bliss."
"When the ancient dynasty was at its peak..."
Zhu Youji introduced with a chuckle, looked at the extremely prosperous scene around him, raised his hand and pointed, and said: "Look, he is Li Bai, the Immortal Poetry."
Following the direction of Zhu Youji's finger, Jiang Yufeng looked over.
I saw a drunk man in white being carried by a eunuch in red palace clothes to the wine pool in the center.
"Li Bai, you smell like alcohol, and you haven't even taken a shower or changed your clothes!"
The man in white clothes drunkenly muttered: "I don't take a shower or change my clothes, but I'm cleaner than you!"
"go."
With a gentle push, the eunuch pushed Li Bai down next to the golden turtle statue, held his hands in front of his chest, and said with a faint smile: "Li Bai, your glory and wealth are about to come."
"Who are you?" Li Bai, drunk and blurry, asked, "What's the matter?"
"Hey, I'm Gao Lishi." Gao Lishi said, squatting down slightly and whispering: "Your Majesty, you sent me to ask for poems from you."
Li Bai leaned leisurely on the back of the golden turtle and asked in a calm tone: "What to write?"
"Write about beauties." Gao Lishi responded with a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, Li Bai laughed, shook his head, and sighed: "There are no beauties."
"Oh, why don't you just write according to who is the most beautiful today?" Gao Lishi saw that Li Bai was ignorant and quickly suggested something.
"I can't write what others asked me to write." Li Bai's eyes were dull, his expression was a little lonely, and he shook his head slightly.
Gao Lishi's eyes turned cold and he asked: "Your Majesty, are you considered someone else?"
"If he asks you to write, you have to write."
Seeing Gao Lishi's tough attitude, Li Bai didn't get used to him. Taking advantage of his drunkenness, he shook his head and said: "Take off your boots for me, and I will write."
After saying this, Li Bai suddenly raised his feet and laughed loudly: "Hahaha..."
Gao Lishi's expression changed, he stood up, put his hands behind his hands, and said, "I only take off the emperor's boots."
Li Bai seemed to have guessed Gao Lishi's reaction, and replied unhurriedly: "The empress said that in the banquet of bliss, there is no distinction between superior and inferior. I found a senior official to try it, and it turned out to be fake. Already."
"Gao Lishi, you are bullying the emperor and empress!"
"Ha ha……"
Hearing what Li Bai said, Gao Lishi also looked ugly. He quickly knelt down and, regardless of his identity, grabbed Li Bai's boots and took them off.
He had no choice but to deal with this drunken Li Bai.
We can only agree to it first, otherwise who knows if he will say anything amazing again.
The guests watching around were also laughing.
Jiang Yufeng couldn't help but smile, covered her mouth, and said with a smile: "Master Liu, is this Shixian? Why do you look like this?"
"Bohemian and free-spirited, that's what it looks like naturally." Zhu Youji chuckled, turned his eyes, and saw a woman hiding in the crowd not far away, looking a little out of place and looking dazed and timid.
At this moment, Jiang Yuyan's heart was full of fear and fear. She had just been washing clothes in the backyard when suddenly mist appeared around her. Then, she saw the flying blackbirds and the little girl playing the flute.
She ran out and wanted to ask what happened.
As a result, I came to this wonderful banquet out of nowhere.
She looked at the guests around her, the magnificent palace, and the crystal clear wine pool with great restraint. She felt like a child in a novel who was lost in the world of immortals in the sky.
She was extremely confused and scared. She didn't know who to look for, let alone what to do.
She just stood there blankly, looking at everything around her.
At this moment, a gentle male voice sounded in her ears.