The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

During this period, even though they saw many hermits with successful cultivation, after these people heard about Murong Baiheyang's identity, they also respected him, a famous Zhongxing minister of the Tang Dynasty.

However, even though Murong Bai discussed with them and learned a lot of magical methods that were not recorded even in Master Huiguo's "Secret Records of Magical Techniques", in the end, he couldn't meet a real one. Immortals.

——In fact, the highest level of cultivation of these strange hermits is only at the level of Master Huiguo, and it is almost the same as the current Murong Bai.

Disappointed in his heart, Murong Bai finally returned to Chang'an with his wife, and built a manor in the suburbs of Chang'an, where he studied Taoism scriptures and learned secret methods.

Until Yongzhen was 17 years old.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival in Yongzhen's 17th year, Murong Bai hosted a banquet in the village to entertain many of his friends.

Bai Juyi, Han Yu, Liu Zongyuan, Liu Yuxi and others all attended the meeting. Among them, Han Yu and Liu Zongyuan brought their nephews and nephews with them, hoping to get advice from Murong Bai, the "King of Heyang".

Regarding this, Murong Bai of course would not refuse anyone who came, as long as the question was not too secretive, he would answer whatever they asked.

Among these younger generations, there was another one, Han Yu's grandnephew, who was especially intelligent, but his name was Han Xiangzi.

Murong Bai knew about the relationship between Han Xiangzi and Han Yu in the legend, so he naturally paid attention to it.

But after talking for a long time, although I found that Han Xiangzi really knew a lot about Taoist classics, his cultivation was only at the level of ordinary monks in Qinglong Temple, not at all like the eight-hole gods in myths and legends. one.

After Murong Bai paid attention to Han Xiangzi for a long time, he laughed at himself, encouraged Han Xiangzi a few words, set up a separate table for their younger generations, and went to chat with Bai Juyi and others about poetry.

Everyone talked about poems and songs, and sang wine happily, so happy.

After all, because of the appearance of Murong Bai, the Yongzhen New Deal not only did not fail, but also achieved the great achievement of Yongzhen Zhongxing, which not only restored the national power of the Tang Dynasty in its heyday, but the current territory of the Tang Dynasty is far stronger than that of Emperor Taizong. Much wider.

Therefore, naturally there will be no "two kings and eight Sima" who have been relegated to the local area. Bai Juyi and others have now become important ministers in the court, and they are all very high-spirited.

Therefore, the poems they wrote at this time will not have the cynicism and depression hidden in their poems in history.

It's getting late, but today's weather is not good, and the clouds are overcast. I'm afraid there will be autumn rain.

Everyone was having a feast in the gazebo in the garden. Seeing the night fall, some servants would come up to light the candles.

Murong Bai repelled them with a wave of his hand, shook his head and said to Bai Juyi and the others, "How can it be Mid-Autumn Festival tonight without the bright moon?"

He walked out of the gazebo slowly, raised his sleeves and waved it lightly a few times, and saw the dark clouds dissipate in an instant, and a bright moon like a jade plate hung directly above everyone's heads.

The bright and clear moonlight sprinkled down, causing everyone to clap their hands and applaud.

Murong Bai took his seat again, and everyone started drinking again, and used the wine to compose a poem on the theme of Mid-Autumn Festival.

Murong Bai also wrote a poem here, he didn't choose to copy it, but based on his deep knowledge, the poems he wrote are not too bad.

The reading is quite satisfactory, although it is not considered as a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, but it also has the demeanor of a famous artist, which attracted everyone's applause.

After reciting the poem, Bai Juyi picked up the jug from the table and filled a glass for everyone.

But when he raised the wine glass to his lips, he suddenly realized that since they came to Murong Bai's place around Shen time in the afternoon, no one was seen to refill the wine in the wine pot on the table.

Everyone was talking excitedly, so of course they didn't notice this trivial matter.

At this time, Bai Juyi told the truth, and everyone realized that the liquor hidden in that small jug had been drunk by them for such a long time.

Bai Juyi shook it lightly, but the wine in the jug was still full, just like before!

Chapter 422

Chapter 422

"What is this, you little tricker?"

Meeting everyone's amazed eyes, Murong Bai couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

All present here are his best friends, and when talking with him, they always call him by his first name, and he is not as cautious as facing a prince with a different surname from the Tang Dynasty.

Therefore, Murong Bai also used such small tricks, which can be regarded as adding style to tonight's banquet.

After all, his family didn't keep singers and dancers, and he didn't want Chunqin to come out to dance with the guests.

Hearing everyone's admiration, Murong Bai suddenly laughed again, he looked around at his friends, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I'll just sit here and drink, and I'll be a little lonely in the end."

"Tonight coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival. How about inviting Chang'e from the moon to come down and dance for us?"

After finishing speaking, Murong Bai picked up a bamboo chopstick from the table and lightly threw it towards the bright moon in the sky.

Immediately, I saw a beautiful woman walking out of the middle of the moon, and then slowly flew down to the courtyard.

This beautiful lady was dressed in a white gauze court attire, and her feet were full of silk socks. After landing, she first saluted everyone.

Then, she twisted her extremely soft waist and danced in the courtyard.

All of you here are famous figures in the literary world of the Tang Dynasty, so they have naturally seen all kinds of romantic affairs.

Bai Juyi and the others were even regular visitors to Hu Yulou, but at this moment, they couldn't help admiring the neon clothes danced by the beauties in palace costumes.

"It really is a fairy!"

"Even Master Liao in Hu Yulou might not be able to perform such a wonderful dance!"

"Flying swiftly, erratically like a god, walking lightly on the waves, dusty in socks, he is the ancient Luoshen, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that?"

Hearing the sighs of the crowd, Murong Bai shook his head and smiled.

Suddenly he raised his right hand and pointed at the beautiful woman, and saw the fairy who came in the middle of the moon suddenly jumped up and flew towards the stone table in the pavilion.

It became smaller and smaller in mid-air, and when it landed on the table, it had become only the size of a palm.