"There are also typical unfaithful men. Why don't I know who they are?" Li Shu looked at Zhu Ping'an, her cherry lips slightly opened, and she asked curiously.

"This person is hiding very deeply. I am afraid that he will scare you when he says it." Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly, his eyes full of confidence.

"But I don't believe it, come and listen." Li Shu closed the poem in her hand and smiled at Zhu Ping'an.

"I guess you don't believe it, after all, he has successfully deceived people for hundreds of years." Zhu Ping'an curled the corners of his lips and said with a soft smile.

"Oh, come and listen." Li Shu's curiosity on her pretty face increased a little more, and she looked at Zhu Ping'an and urged.

"He is" Zhu Ping'an deliberately elongated his voice, so he sucked his appetite before slowly saying: "Li Bai."

"Li Bai?"

Sure enough, Li Shu was surprised after hearing this, and a surprised expression appeared on her pretty face, and she didn't believe her ears very much.

There were no singers or film and television stars in ancient times, but poetry people filled the similar gap. For most girls, Li Bai, who "wine in the hearts, seven parts of the wine turned into moonlight, the remaining three parts roared into sword energy, and half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty was spit out with an embroidered mouth."

Now I suddenly heard that idols are typical unfaithful men. The surprise brought by this subversive statement is hard to describe in words.

"Don't mess around and coax me." Li Shu turned her watery eyes to Zhu Ping'an and said in a angrily voice.

"I have evidence." Zhu Ping'an curled his lips, "Li Bai is the most famous unfaithful man in history."

"What evidence?"

Li Shu leaned forward and widened her eyes curiously. Could it be that Zhu Ping'an really found the handle for Li Bai? But why have I never heard of it?

Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly, his two thick eyebrows were also smiling, and his black eyes turned slightly, feeling a little bad, and he said slowly:

"Since ancient times, poets have sent poems and sings to each other. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty went out with Li Bai, who was over teenager, in Luoyang, the eastern capital of Tang Dynasty, and went out together with Li Bai, who was over teenager, in his poem "Looking for Fan Shi's Seclusion with Li Shierbait" and said, "Sleeping drunk in autumn and walking hand in hand," the two of them got drunk and covered with the same quilt on the same bed, and they also played hand in hand during the day, which shows the feelings."

"Since then, Dupu has been loyal to Li Bai. He wrote poems for Li Bai regardless of whether he was together. He wrote about 140% of the total. When he was in Kyoto for two years, he wrote "Give to Li Bai" (Five Quotes), and when he went out together, he wrote "Looking for Fan Shi Seclusion with Li Shi Bai", in spring, he wrote "Remembering Li Bai in spring", and in winter, he wrote "Give to Li Bai in winter", and when he parted, he wrote "Give to Li Bai" (Seven Quotes), and when he didn't see Li Bai in a few days, he wrote "Give to Li Shengjiu" (Seven Quotes), and he wrote "Give to Li Bai" (Seven Quotes).

When he was drunk, he also dreamed that Li Bai wrote "Dream of Li Bai II". When he was drunk, he thought that Li Bai wrote "The Eight Immortals Songs"; when he was drunk, he thought that Li Bai wrote "Su Duan Xue Fu Banquet Jian Xue Hua's Drunken Songs". Even when he bid farewell to other friends, he did not forget that Li Bai wrote "Send Kong Chao's father to Xie sick and return to Jiangdong, and presented Li Bai to Li Bai". When Li Bai was exiled, he wrote "The Last Day of Li Bai" and "Twenty Rhymes to Send Li Shibai". In his later years, he still missed his youth and traveled with Li Bai. He wrote "The Past Travel" and "Sending Thoughts""

"The fourteen poems, the lines are all passionate feelings, and the friendship and praise of Li Bai. They can be said to be magical and literary. There are many famous sayings such as "Bai's poems are invincible, floating in thoughts," "The pen falls and shocks the wind and rain, and the poems make ghosts and gods cry", "Old friends enter my dreams, and I remember them all." "Li Bai's hundred poems, sleeping in a restaurant in Chang'an, the emperor calls him but cannot get on the boat, claiming that he is a fairy in the wine."

"Du Fu has written so many poems for Li Bai, which is infatuated by the ages. But what about Li Bai? Li Bai wrote a "Give to Wang Lun" to Wang Lun and a "When Wang Changling moved to Long Biaoyao to send this message", but it is not related to Du Fu's half a cent. Du Fu will reflect Li Bai's heart, but Li Bai will reflect Wang Lun; Du Fu will reflect Li Bai's heart, but Li Bai will reflect Chang Ling. Even if Du Fu has a hundred poems, it is not as good as Wang Lun's love words to send me, and looking at the fourteen poems sent by Du Fu, will Li Bai's conscience be painful?"

Zhu Ping'an curled the corners of his lips, citing classics and talking freely.

The little maid from the bun listened, nodded repeatedly, looking at Zhu Ping'an with a look of uncertainty, feeling that what the son-in-law said was reasonable.

"Ah, you will be honest and say that if the old scholar hears it, you will be able to splatter your blood for five steps. Do you dare to arrange the ancients?"

Li Shu listened carefully at first, but after listening to a few words, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. After listening to it, she couldn't help but smile. Her cherry lips opened slightly and smiled. When she heard it, she couldn't help but spat and was very coquettish.

Of course, the spit here is not a real spit, it just means emotion. It is just like the beautiful modern beauty's cute voice, cute and cute. In Dream of Red Mansions, Lin Daiyu has been flirting with Jia Baoyu several times, which is a bit like a flirting.

"I didn't say anything, there is evidence to prove it. Of course, I have to pay it back sooner or later. Li Bai later met Meng Haoran. Oh, by the way, Meng Haoran is also over teenager. Li Bai met Meng Haoran in Xiangzhou (now Xiangfan City) and admired her. Like Du Fu, Li Bai also wrote a lot of poems for Meng Haoran, roughly as many as five. When we met, we gave Meng Haoran a "Gived to Meng Haoran" to me, "I love Master Meng, and I am so romantic all over the world."

Not to be timid, he expressed his admiration for Meng Haoran directly; climbing the mountain to worship Buddha, he also wrote "Returning to the Mountain in Spring" to Meng Haoran to express his friendship; bid farewell to Meng Haoran to Guangling, and wrote "Sending to Meng Haoran to Guangling in Yellow Crane Tower", among which "Old Friends Leaving to the Yellow Crane Tower, and Fireworks Under Yangzhou in March" was even more famous; later he wrote "Given to Meng Haoran to the Snow in Huainan" one after another and "Tour to Wawu Mountain in Beihu Pavilion in Liyang", and he never forgets Meng Haoran."

"As a result, Meng Haoran only wrote "Stay Farewell to Wang Wei", I wonder what Li Bai felt like."

Zhu Ping'an shrugged and said with a smile.

The little maid from Baozi looked at her son-in-law with a ignorance, and she felt that her son-in-law was really knowledgeable.

"Jing Huihun said, who is like what you said? The pure friendship of others is as unbearable as you said. Besides, Li Bai has written poems with Du Fu. Li Bai wrote two poems "Send Du Fu under the Sand Du Fu in the City of Sand Du Fu" and "Send Du Erfu in the East Shimen of Lu County", and a limerick poem "Send Du Fu to Du Fu"." Li Shu's seductive watery eyes glared at Zhu Ping'an with a strong look, and was very coquettish.

"Li Bai's hundred poems on wine, one glass of wine and one poem, but he only wrote these three feelings for Du Fu, that is, three glasses of wine, which is really the same." Zhu Ping'an smiled and curled his lips.
Chapter completed!