After drinking a few sips of wine, Gu Qing's excitement gradually calmed down.

The excitement just now was because I saw ancient celebrities, especially poets, and the only person who lived the purest life in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Gu Qing was excited because of his fan mentality. After all, I memorized so many poems when I was a child, and I still had to understand them after memorizing them. The teacher asked, why did Li Bai write this sentence, what kind of emotions he expressed, etc.

These nonsensical questions once tortured Gu Qing to the point of going crazy.

Seeing the living poet with his own eyes, Gu Qing believed that Li Bai would not be able to answer the questions raised by his teacher in his previous life.

I wrote it with the help of alcohol. When I wrote it, I wanted to have a clear idea, so what else could I do? Some poems were not even very particular about the rhythm of the tone. After writing, I threw my pen and fell asleep. I woke up and was confused. What did I do when I was drunk, what poems I wrote, and what emotions I felt when I wrote the poem. Gu Qing felt that Li Bai might not be able to answer these questions.

For fans to get crazy intermittently when they beat their idols, there is no need to praise them too much. The idol will still vomit if they drink too much, and will still hurt if they get beaten.

"Brother Taibai is here to stay, I'll make some wine dishes for you." Gu Qing was very enthusiastic about the guests.

Li Bai held the wine jar with one hand and grabbed him with the other: "Don't be busy with me, why should I use vegetables to drink? You and I will raise my glasses and drink."

"Drink?" Gu Qing smiled: "Brother Taibai is so proud, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman."

So the two of them each carried the wine jar and drank it.

Li Bai's wine is not very good strictly, and he kept talking nonsense after getting drunk. The main topic is some of his experiences and anecdotes about the Tang Dynasty's mountains and rivers over the years. He seemed to be particularly fond of the mountains and rivers. He talked about the famous river and rivers, and occasionally gave out "ah oh hug"-like praise. After saying this, he closed his eyes and savored it, and looked fascinated, as if he was integrated with those scenery.

He rarely mentions the court officialdom, his expression is quite contradictory, and his subject changes, and he becomes a famous scenic river.

After drinking a jar of wine without realizing it, Gu Qing felt a little dizzy and didn't serve the food. He drank it quickly and quickly, and even the best he could not bear it.

Strangely, Li Bai was not drunk yet. He seemed to have drunk a lot, but he would fall down as soon as he touched it, but he could continue to drink. With such a thin figure, he was very curious where the wine he drank had been hidden.

You might as well drink and urinate? No doubt, this wild and straightforward poet can do anything.

Gu Qing leaned over and looked under the table with concern. The ground was dry, the straw mat was dry, and the futon was dry.

Fortunately, the drunk poet still has some integrity.

Seeing Gu Qing leaning down, Li Bai was stunned and leaning over. The two met under the table.

"Is it the custom of drinking here hidden under the table? It's interesting, come and try it." Li Bai said, putting his head under the table, hooking his hand to the wine jar, and pouring wine into his mouth with difficulty.

Gu Qing blinked and laughed, and simply stretched his head under the table. The two of them buried their heads at the bottom of the table, placing their butts to drink, laughing while drinking.

Song Gensheng pushed the door and saw this picture at first sight.

"Two butts?" Song Gensheng rubbed his eyes, wondering if he hadn't woken up.

There was a laugh from the bottom of the table. Song Gensheng stepped forward, leaned over to observe, poked his head out curiously, and also stuck his head under the table.

So there were three heads at the bottom of the table and three butts outside the table.

"What are you doing?" Song Gensheng asked quietly, turning to look at Li Bai: "I didn't ask for advice, you are..."

Li Bai laughed and said, "Another drinker comes, it's time for a white drinker! The wine comes!"

The wine jar was gone, so Gu Qing got up and went to the kitchen to get the wine. This time he took three jars and handed them to Song Gensheng one jar.

The bottom of the table was too boring, and Li Bai and Gu Qing played for a while and then felt bored, so they returned to normal.

"This one is Li Bai, whose courtesy name is Taibai." Gu Qing introduced enthusiastically: "Brother Taibai, the young man named Song you have been looking for, the one who wrote Mid-Autumn Festival poems is him, Song Gensheng."

Li Bai's eyes lit up and he suddenly grabbed Song Gensheng's arm: "Did you write Mid-Autumn Festival poems? Good lyrics! Today I met Brother Gu and Brother Song again, which is a blessing today."

Holding Song Gensheng's arm affectionately, Li Bai laughed and said, "I only see the young talent in my life. Tonight, you and I will sleep together, discuss poetry and essays, come and drink."

Without saying a word, he picked up the wine jar and poured it into Song Gensheng's mouth. Song Gensheng was shocked and struggled hard: "Stop it, wait! The person who wrote the lyrics is not me, it is... Woo woo."

Gu Qing watched the fun with a smile. After getting close to Li Bai, his poems were indeed as good as his. Li Bai was a very straightforward person. He never followed secular ethics in his words and deeds. He said whatever he thought of. His words and deeds were like a big child who was not familiar with worldly affairs, innocent and straightforward. Except for the years when he entered the Hanlin Attendant in the first year of Tianbao, he had to write some poems to praise Li Longji. Most of the time he said the truth at other times.

Li Bai admires a person's way of drinking wine. The more you drink, the more you feel that the other person is a confidant.

Song Gensheng was soaked by Li Bai that his hands and feet were scattered, and the mouth of the wine jar blocked his mouth, and he almost passed away.

Li Bai was still dissatisfied. While filling the wine, he turned his head to Gu Qing and said, "Your friend is unhappy and even drinking is so slow and tender. How could such a restrained person make such a stunning and stunning Mid-Autumn Festival poem?"

Gu Qing smiled and said, "Everyone has its own nature. Some people don't like drinking, and it's useless to force it."

Li Bai sighed with regret: "What my brother said is, it's me Meng Lang."

After saying that, Li Bai's interest seemed to have diminished a lot, so he let Song Gensheng go and took a sip of wine alone.

Song Gensheng covered his neck and coughed hard, his face flushed and his expression was also confused in pain.

What happened? He was drunk by a stranger without saying a few words in the door. Are strangers so scary these days?

Song Gensheng accidentally discovered the faded sword under Li Bai's cushion, his expression stopped, pointed to Gu Qing, who was gloating, and said that he had already taken revenge, and decided to avoid the edge for the time being. This stranger did not know where he came from, so he hid first.

Without time to explain the author of the Mid-Autumn Festival poem, Song Gensheng didn't even say goodbye, and fled in panic while coughing.

Gu Qing and Li Bai laughed.

Tonight, let's be indulge in silence.

"Brother Taibai knows sword skills?" Gu Qing looked at the long sword he was wearing curiously.

Li Bai picked up the sword and said, "I was proficient in swordsmanship at the age of fifteen, and I have used this sword to kill bandits and strong men."

Gu Qing was solemn and stunned, not understanding why he wanted to solemnly. He had also killed the strong man. The process was a bit hard.

Li Bai took another sip of wine and said loudly: "It's great to drink with my brother, but I'm just having no fun and dancing. Wouldn't it be disappointing? Why don't you think of dancing a sword for your brother and living for your brother!"

As he said that, Li Bai suddenly had a sudden body, his thin body flew backwards like a sharp arrow, and with a clang, the long sword was unsheathed, and the blade emitted a dazzling cold light under the moonlit night.
Chapter completed!