Myth is Coming

But the more Li Bai and Shaoyang talked, the more enjoyable they were.

If you want to talk about Shaoyang's attainments in Yuefu poetry, it is naturally different from Li Bai's by many levels; but Shaoyang has the "knowledge" of later generations, and even accidentally said a few words after drinking, "Zhulong lives in a poor family, and the light shines brightly." , Li Bai was shocked as a heavenly man.

"Good poem, great poem!" Li Bai exclaimed again and again, "The opening of this chapter is magnificent, and the use of allusions is clever. Unexpectedly, you also have such a masterpiece, Hulin. I would like to hear the full text!"

Shaoyang is sweating profusely, this... the copied poem is copied directly to the original author!

Although Shaoyang has worked hard and read many classics, he is naturally not very clear about the time of many poems. How do you know that Li Bai has not written this poem yet?

This is a little embarrassing.

Although Shaoyang could recite the full text, Shaoyang didn't want to plunder the beauty of others, so he shook his head and said, "I only got one sentence by accident, how can I have the ability to write lyrics like this?"

Li Baijiu cheered up, "Just tell me, wait for me to complete it with you."

Shaoyang didn't want this masterpiece handed down from generation to generation to disappear. Since he opened his mouth, of course he had to close it, so Shaoyang hurriedly said with a smile: "This is when I happened to visit Youzhou. , I heard a woman on the way say that her husband went to the north to fight in the war, and he hadn’t returned for a long time. I was touched for a while, and I was faintly moved..."

Li Bai patted the case, "I also want to visit the mountains and rivers of Kyushu, and listen to what I have learned during my travels. This is a manly thing!"

He has no ambitions here, and when Shaoyang mentioned it, it touched his mind even more.

But Shaoyang was afraid that Li Bai would forget to fill in the poem, so he hurriedly said: "Brother Taibai, don't forget, I always feel a little unhappy if I don't finish this poem."

Li Bai smiled and said, "What's so difficult about it?"

He just groaned for a moment, before opening his mouth:

"The sun and the moon are out of touch, and the north wind is howling.

Thinking of a woman leaning on the Lanmen Gate, thinking of the Great Wall, suffering..."

Shao Yang was dumbfounded, what is this all about? It is far from the poem "Northern Wind" originally written by Li Bai!

this……

Shaoyang suddenly had a feeling of ruining the classics.

Sin oh sin.

Fortunately, this is just a fragment of time, not real history.

Of course, Shaoyang was still sweating profusely.

Such a thing actually happened... However, after thinking about it carefully, Shaoyang felt that this was reasonable. After all, the background of Li Bai's writing of this poem and his state of mind in real history are quite different from that at this time. He also only listened to his own "dictation", even Shaoyang himself did not experience it personally, and he didn't have much "true feelings".

It's just a pity.

Shao Yang checked his screen, and sure enough, although he [triggered] "Northern Wind", he failed to grasp it.

On the contrary, other "The Road to Shu" and so on were all mastered by Shaoyang and became his own exercises.

His "Yuefu Zhenjing" has been further improved!

And this kind of perfection has added a few "poetry" exercises written by Li Bai, which is actually only one aspect; more importantly, Shaoyang has heard many true Yuefu scriptures from Li Bai, the master of the Yuefu poetry anthology. essence.

No matter how many poems there are, it is difficult for Shaoyang himself to comprehend.

Great opportunity!

The more the two talked, the more enjoyable they were, and they drank a lot of wine, even Shaoyang was a little drunk, "No, it's quite a lot, let's stop like this."

Shao Yang said with his tongue out.

Li Bai was in high spirits when he heard the words and slapped the table, "Stop what? Drink!"

Shaoyang was still a little sober, "Don't, don't drink, you're going to be drunk."

But Li Bai laughed "haha", "We meet each other when we are awake, but we separate when we are drunk! We will be together forever and love each other forever. Since we are interested, we can only stop when we are exhausted. Where is the time to stop?"

Li Bai refused.

Shaoyang had a headache.

The two were tangled there, and after a while, Li Bai got annoyed and slapped the table, "Isn't it the Qinglian sword song? I'll teach it to you!"

Clang!

Li Bai drew his sword out of its sheath, but saw the cold light shining, and a green lotus blooming in the sky.

Qinglian Jiange's supreme swordsmanship, he actually showed it so casually in front of Shaoyang's eyes!

The magic of swordsmanship was completely displayed in front of Shaoyang's eyes!

Shao Yang was taken aback...

To be honest, he really didn't think about this sword technique this time. Although Qinglian Sword Song is hailed as the number one swordsmanship of this era and is the collection of Li Bai's lifelong talents, Shaoyang obviously has other ways to learn it.

So, seeing Li Bai standing up and dancing his sword, Shaoyang quickly covered it with his hands, "I only made friends with Taibai to talk about poetry and music, wine and music. If you look at Qinglian Sword Song, doesn't it seem that I came here for this?"

He didn't want to look at it!

This Qinglian sword song, known as the best in the world, was performed so casually by Li Bai, without any intention of hiding anything.

Just to have a drink.

However, when I returned to Shaoyang, because I didn't want to spoil my purpose, I covered my eyes and didn't look at it!

Treat this world's best swordsmanship as dirt.

Zheng!

Li Bai's sword edge came out of his hand and inserted into the wall beside him, the sword edge made a clang. Li Bai had already sobered up a bit, but when he saw Shao Yang covering his eyes, he really refused to look at him, he couldn't help feeling ashamed and admiring, seeing the sword technique right in front of him, but covering his eyes, what a noble act this is?

Therefore, Li Bai couldn't help apologizing: "It's my fault. Hu Lin's actions really have the demeanor of the ancient Xu You! Bai feels ashamed."

Li Bai paid for himself, even if he saw this kind of swordsmanship, he might not be able to resist it.

How grand is it that Fang Ye can do this by putting himself in the same way as others?

What a noble heart?

But he exchanged his sword skills, which really stained his eyes; Brother Fang Ye covered his eyes, which should be the reason.

After this, Li Bai was completely drunk.

Shaoyang is also fully awake. At this time, it is naturally impossible to continue discussing the "Yuefu Zhenjing" that Shaoyang wants, and Shaoyang can't help but complain in his heart. .

However, considering that he has gained a lot this time, he can devote himself to deliberation, and after thoroughly integrating what he has gained, he can slowly look for opportunities.

Come when you rise up, and return when you are exhausted.

There is a legacy of the Wei and Jin Dynasties!

Li Bai had some admiration for Shaoyang. He ordered Xiao Er to remove the banquet and sit down to talk with Shao Yang.

When the two talked about the "Ten Things to Say" presented on the Qianqiu Terrace in Shaoyang, Li Bai couldn't help admiring, "Hulin, you are on the Qianqiu Festival, commenting on various swordsmanship, one by one, you are really elegant!"

Shao Yang sighed, "Unfortunately, it's still useless."

Li Bai understood Shaoyang's thoughts.

When he presented his poems, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty was astonished as a heavenly man, and immediately recruited him. He asked the right questions and asked about the common people's affairs.

However, a few years later, he only wrote poems like "Clouds think about clothes and flowers, and spring breeze blows Revlon" here.

What one really thinks of is to stabilize the country and rule the world, but it is just a fantasy.

Tang Xuanzong's trustworthiness was not at all the trustworthiness Li Bai wanted.

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