Live Huaxia: Opening dialogue with an emperor through the ages

"Going down to Gaoyang."

"As for Bai Juyi's name, it was just a whim just now, and it's just a copy of the predecessor's name."

"This Song of Everlasting Regret was made by Bai Juyi."

"In the minds of future generations, Li Taibai is a poetic fairy, while Bai Juyi is a poetic demon. The two echo each other and illuminate the history of Tang literature."

Gao Yang's honest words made Li Bai calm down again.

But fortunately, he is natural and unrestrained, informal.

As for Gao Yang's nonsense act of pretending to be Bai Juyi just now, he also felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

He sighed deeply.

The mind is still not out of the gaze between Concubine Yang Gui and Li Longji, the sage of the Tang Dynasty just now.

"Forever and forever, this hatred will never end. This Bai Juyi is worthy of the name of Poet Demon!"

He let out a long sigh.

The figure is a bit bleak.

There is no doubt that Li Bai at this moment, like Gao Yang, also knows the fate of the next imperial concubine, saint, Yang Guozhong and others.

Li Bai was unwilling.

But helpless.

Even though she is as unrestrained as a banished immortal, she is still nostalgic for fame and fame in this world after all, do you want to show off your ambitions?

"Changle. No, it's Brother Su."

Li Bai suddenly smiled: "It doesn't matter where you are from, today you and I are like-minded, and I will call you Brother Gao in the future."

Gao Yang cupped his hands and said, "It should be so."

The two smiled at each other.

Li Bai turned around and took one last look at the feast of bliss, he no longer had any nostalgia for the court.

"Brother Gao."

"Brother Yu has a lot to say to you."

"But this is not a place for you and me to talk, how about we go out and find a courtyard, have a drink and have fun?"

Gao Yang laughed and said, "That's exactly what I mean!"

Between talking!

Suddenly Li Bai felt clouds and mist rising around him. He looked up at the sky and saw a bright moon hanging in the sky.

Looking ahead, there seems to be a waterfall falling into Jiutian.

Looking back, there is the torrential river below him, the sound of apes on both sides of the bank, and in the attic where he and Gao Yang are.

There are countless fine wines on the table.

There are endless palaces in the distance, as if they are in the sky.

Clouds and mists shrouded him and Gao Yang's feet, while the moon was right in front of Li Bai's eyes.

It seems that by raising the wine glass in your hand, you can invite Mingyue to drink with him.

The feast of bliss around him disappeared without a trace in an instant.

What noble concubine, king?

What princes and generals?
The sages and sages of ancient times are all lonely, only the drinkers keep their names!

Li Bai was shocked.

He looked at Gao Yang.

"Brother Su, this is you."

"Brother Taibai, do you know where this is?"

Gao Yang sat across from Li Bai, he asked with a smile.

Li Bai shook his head again and again, he had never been here before, how could he know.

What's more, looking at the surrounding scene, this is basically in the heavenly palace, and the mountains, rivers and rivers under the feet can be seen in a panoramic view.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the full moon was hanging above his head, so even if Gao Yang said it was in the Moon Palace, he would have believed it.

"Brother Yu doesn't know."

Li Bai stood up, holding on to the hilt of his sword, and looked into the distance.

Gao Yang also stood up.

He said with a half-smile, "Is there such a trace of familiarity?"

In the TV screen, Li Bai was thinking hard about where this place is.

All the viewers in front of the TV were shocked by Gao Yang's generosity at the moment!
"Raise a glass to invite the bright moon!!"

"It seems that you can raise a glass to invite the bright moon here."

"The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, the light boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains!"

"Where is the Wanglu Mountain Waterfall, flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days!"

"Look, isn't the Road of Shu over there? The Road of Shu is as difficult as going up to the blue sky!"

"The deep pool in front of the courtyard, and the peach blossoms next to it, this is a peach blossom pool thousands of feet deep, not as good as Wang Lun's love for me!"

"Also, don't you think the attic where they are staying now looks familiar?"

"hiss!"

"Isn't this the Yellow Crane Tower?"

"I am a madman from Chu, Feng Ge laughs at Kong Qiu. Holding a green jade stick, I look away from the Yellow Crane Tower."

"The Yellow Crane Tower in the West Temple of the old man, the fireworks go down to Yangzhou in March, the lonely sail is far away, the blue sky is gone, and the sky of the Yangtze River has not been seen!"

"Isn't the Hanshan Temple on the top of the mountain in the distance?"

"As for the palace in the sky where Li Bai and Gao Yang are currently staying, isn't it the artistic conception of a dangerous building a hundred feet high, with the ability to pick up stars, not daring to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavenly people?"

"This is not a scene in reality, this is an independent world formed by Gao Yang using all the elements of Li Bai's poems!"

"This is the world in Li Bai's mind!"

"All the scenery here are composed of the elements and scenery in Li Bai's more than 900 poems!??"

"Fuck, I suddenly want to cry, look at Li Taibai now!!"

in the screen.

Li Bai stood on the railing of the attic of the Yellow Crane Tower.

His eye sockets gradually began to moisten, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

How could he not recognize it.

Although he doesn't know what the purpose is in some places here, but the road to Shu ahead is difficult, the Yellow Crane Tower here.

In the sky, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the Lushan Waterfall for nine days
There is also the Peach Blossom Pond in front of it.
"This is the world in your poem."

Gao Yang raised his glass to drink.

"Taibai, the Immortal of Poetry, has a total of 980 poems circulated."

"There are countless popular poems among them."

"There are" beauties rolling bead curtains, sitting deeply with frowning eyebrows.But seeing the wet tears, I don't know who to hate. "The Merry."

"There is also "An Neng smashes the eyebrows and bends the waist to serve the power, which makes me unhappy. "The unruly."

"With you, the heroism and grandeur when "the big roc rises with the same wind in one day and soars to [-] miles"."

"There is also your desolation of "the big Peng flies and shakes the eight descendants, and the sky is destroyed and the power is not enough"."

The bone knot in Li Bai's hand holding the sword has turned slightly white.

"This is you, Li Bai."

"For thousands of years, there has only been one Banished Immortal in this world."

"You are the only Taibai in this universe."

After Gao Yang finished speaking, he raised his glass and drank the wine in one gulp.

Li Bai turned around.

In his life, he spent all his family wealth, helping the poor and poor, and making friends all over the world.

However, for the rest of my life.

I have never received such a thoughtful gift.

He looked around, as if he wanted to deeply remember everything that happened today in his mind.

Li Bai was born in Shangli, so he could not take the imperial examination.

But he wrote his own poems and asked officials to recommend him, but he still couldn't get into the palace.

After finally being able to meet the saint, he was treated as a plaything, drafting imperial edicts, and writing poems to flatter horses.

Later generations think that I, Li Bai, are so chic.

But how many people knew about my lingering appearance.

Why should a man be twitchy!

Li Bai's eyes were red, and he wished he could cry right now.

"Ahh! Li Bai, don't cry!"

"Looking at Li Bai crying, I want to cry too."

"Actually, who is not like this, obviously you have worked hard enough, but the world is unpredictable, maybe a talent will not be appreciated after all!"

"The current Li Bai probably doesn't know at all, what kind of official position he wants to get, and the person he wants to be is not worth mentioning at all."

"There are so many prime ministers in history, like a fleeting moment, who can remember how many!"

"But there has only been one Li Bai since the ages!"

"There is only one poet fairy!"