Quick Transmigration: Eternal Lovers

Chapter 84 After I Became Li Yueyuan, Li Bai and I Were Overwhelmed (38)

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And the little chubby who entered the private school lost weight quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ahem, I have to change my name to Xiaoshoudun in the future.

Every time he was detained, every time he was stroked by a ruler at close range, every time he had a night battle with lights on, the little thin dun'er silently drew a big turtle and wrote Li Taibai's name on it, and babbled about it once.

Everyone praises that the exiled immortal who was famous in the Tang Dynasty, in Xiaoshoudun'er's place, has become the unlucky one who draws a circle and curses you.

Perhaps, this is the true brotherly love, love and kill each other.

Xiaoshoudun yawned, with dark circles under his eyes, full of resentment, "Brother, why didn't you tell me that the private school is so scary?"

"The shop is good, but it's hot."

Sun Ge spread his hands and blinked his eyes innocently, "Is it scary?"

"Back when I was studying, I felt like a fish in water, and I was proud of the spring breeze. Your brother Taibai was even more energetic, and the master praised him."

"Aren't you like this?"

Little Slender Pier: ...

Hehe, when he didn't ask.

Show off, show off nakedly, and despise him by the way.

Xiaoshoudun puffed out his chest, his eyes were flickering, but his mouth was stubborn, "Of course."

The little thin pier who wants to be strong in his life!
Sunge pursed his lips and chuckled, remembering the phrase that everything is soft except hard mouth.

"Brother, I'm full."

"I'm going to finish the homework assigned by my master. It's all my fault for doing a good job in the essay. I have to share my experience and exchange ideas with my classmates tomorrow."

Xiaoshoudun said without blushing or panting.

As soon as he turned around, he had a mournful face.

Make a fuss, kill him, the soft meat is gone.

As for exchanging ideas?

More precisely a public review!
If you ask him what type of articles he writes most smoothly after he has been in a private school for so long, then it must be a letter of repentance.

It is also a book of repentance, there was once a fairy Taibai who wrote beautiful words consistently, but when he comes to him, it is exhausting to write every day.

Xiaoshoudun said that Chang'an City was too hostile to him.

Sunge did not expose Xiaoshoudun's bravado, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and the troubles in the private school have already reached her ears.

Who made Xiaoshoudun write poems in the style of Lord Qianlong later.

Write flowers, one after another, two, three, four or five.

Write mountains, one after another, two, three, four or five.

……

That elderly wife didn't drag her to the private school without beating her beard and glaring in a panic, she was already showing mercy.

Xiaoshoudun is extremely resistant to stress and is naturally optimistic, so she doesn't need to bother to explain it.

It was the stacks of confession books that gave her a headache after reading them.

Li Bai, who was far away in Henan Province, first visited Sima Chengzhen on the balcony of Wangwu Mountain with Cen Xun.

Today's Sima Chengzhen has white beard and hair, showing his old appearance, and his body is trembling, but he is more kind-hearted and caring for all beings.

"Little friend, I still remember you."

Sima Chengzhen was sitting on the futon with the dust in his hand, and he lacked energy when speaking.

Sima Chengzhen is really old, this is a very obvious signal.

"On that day, the old Taoist concluded that the little friend is not something in the pool. When we parted, he once said that if he gets what he wants, the old Taoist will definitely congratulate him from afar."

First there was the emergence of the south of the Yangtze River, the circulation of poems in the Daming Palace, and the courteous reception of Xuanzong, and the story of He Zhizhang's golden tortoise for wine. Li Bai has already become the most dazzling pearl in the literary world of the Tang Dynasty.

In the year of his founding, he became famous all over the world.

"Who is this?"

Sima Chengzhen looked at Cen Xun who was next to Li Bai, puzzled.

Cen Xun bent down and cupped his hands, and said respectfully, "I'm Cen Xun, Li Bai's best friend."

"Surname Cen?"

"A descendant of Cen Xiang's family?"

Sima Chengzhen met and heard a lot, and made many friends.

Court princes and dignitaries are dignitaries, and country folks are talented scholars and poets.

Cen Xun nodded, his respectful voice should be yes.

"Little friend, please."

Sima Chengzhen pointed at the futon beside him, and smiled in a fairy-tale manner.

Li Taibai is finally not as unrestrained and unrestrained as he was back then.

"Little friend is not far away, but you have doubts?"

The fragrance of tea is lingering, lingering, the water mist rises, and the face looks unreal.

Hearing this, Li Bai sighed lightly, without hiding it, and said frankly and naturally, "Master Daoist, it has been a year since he was summoned by the sage to the Daming Palace to be enshrined in the Imperial Academy."

"Poetry is sought after by thousands of people, and His Majesty is also full of praise."

"Brilliant clothes and gorgeous clothes, calling friends and calling friends, but my heart is like being pressed by a stone, and I can hardly breathe for a moment."

Li Bai's voice was flat, not showing off, but a simple statement.

Sima Chengzhen stroked his beard and listened quietly, "What you want is not to be full of friends, but to have a good reputation."

"Little friend feels depressed, nothing more than the gap between reality and what he wants."

"What do you want, little friend?"

Through the dense water vapor, Sima Chengzhen thought of Li Mingyue, the really rebellious and surly person back then.

No one in this world is as good as Li Mingyue in terms of having no worries, no desires, no desires.

Including the Li Taibai in front of him who moved the Tang Dynasty with the name of an exiled immortal.

Relegating immortals and living in the secular world will inevitably be contaminated with the world of mortals.Li Mingyue, on the other hand, really watched with cold eyes, rarely moved.

Even in the steaming atmosphere of the human world, Li Mingyue just bathed in it soberly, rather than sinking into it.

With a clear purpose, he is a chic and unrestrained prodigal son, but he can advance and retreat freely.

It stands to reason that Li Mingyue should have a way to solve Li Bai's confusion and doubts.

But why Li Taibai still traveled thousands of miles, set off on a trek, and came to Wangwu Mountain.

What does he want?
Li Bai was silent, and then said loudly, "I want to save the country and help the emperor, instead of writing lyrics and composing music in the Imperial Academy, just like the wind and the snow."

"A long-cherished wish for many years, it has not changed."

Sima Chengzhen smiled, who would have thought that Li Taibai, the exiled immortal, was actually an official fan?
It's just that long-cherished wishes may not be suitable.

"Little friend, have you ever heard the story of the pre-Qin Ganwu envoy Qi?"

Sima Chengzhen filled up the tea and opened his mouth slowly.

"The envoy of Ganwu to Qi crossed the great river."

"The boatman said: "The river is between the ears, the king can't cross by himself, can he be the king? "

"Gan Wu said: "Otherwise, you don't know. "

"Everything has its advantages and disadvantages. I would like to be honest and honest. I can serve the master and not use soldiers. A galloping horse can reach thousands of miles. Putting it in the palace and making it catch mice is not as good as a small raccoon."

"Little friend, do you know what the old way means?"

Conscientious, loyal and honest, he can assist the king, but he cannot lead troops to fight.

A thousand-mile horse can travel thousands of miles a day, but if it catches mice, it is not as good as a civet cat.

"Little friend is a great talent, with magnificent imagination and eloquence. If Datang Jinxiu comes out of your mouth, it will be more romantic and immortal."

"Li Taibai, born to be a banished immortal, why?"

"Being a mediocre official, in a dilemma between a free and unrestrained temperament and a well-mannered officialdom, is it a waste of time?"

Sima Chengzhen said frankly and directly.

Li Taibai's visit to Wangwushan Balcony Temple today is both fate and good fortune.

He is dying, and he will pass away at an unknown time.

It is most appropriate for him to say these words.

He seemed to understand Li Mingyue's intentions.

(End of this chapter)