There was still a smell of moist earth in the newly dug secret tunnel. Xue Bai and Du Jin held hands and walked to the end. They opened the bluestone slab and outside was a warehouse in Fenghui Branch of Dongshi City.
After leaving the warehouse, the luxurious carriage of Mrs. Guo's house was parked outside the door. The driver was the Diao brothers. After getting on the carriage, he lifted the curtain and looked back. He could see a figure in the crowd looking towards this side.
"No matter how secretive you are, they will still be able to guess that you have met Li Cong." Du Jin said.
"There is no evidence, so what if you guessed it?" Xue Bai said: "Li Cong has no position as heir apparent, I have no power as Wei Jian, and you don't have the emperor's only Ming soldiers. How can I see if I can handle another big case?"
Du Jin had seen Li Linfu eliminate political opponents many times, but she was still a little worried and said: "You are sent to Haiyang. I'm afraid you won't be able to delay it by pretending to be ill."
She used the word "distribution" because derogating Haiyang was a punishment for Xue Bai's instigation of Wang Changling to publish the newspaper. I'm afraid he could avoid it without resigning.
Haiyang County belongs to Chaoyang County and Lingnan Road. If Xue Bai really went there, he could just say that he was infected with miasma and died there, and it would be useless for Mrs. Guo Guo to come forward.
"It is enough to drag it until Geluofeng rebels. Looking at the conflict between Nanzhao and the imperial court four years after Tianbao, we know that it will definitely rebel. The imperial court thought it could only control the situation, but looking at the appearance of this foolish king and mediocre ministers, it was impossible to control it.
Do you want to stay?"
"Even so, I'm afraid Li Longji won't calm down with you. You are too disrespectful to him this time."
"Then, force him." Xue Bai murmured to himself: "Times have changed."
"What's the difference?"
"The emperor who swept away the chaos of Wuzhou and created a prosperous age was once extremely worshiped by the world. For more than thirty years, people crawled at his feet and regarded him as a god. This kind of prestige covered up too many mistakes, but once someone stood up
Once you poke it, you will find that the soil and thatch inside the statue are dry and fragile, and will fall over if you touch it."
Even Du Jin couldn't understand this sentence.
In the eyes of most people, today's saint is still aloof. The subjects of the Tang Dynasty and the foreigners all over the world have to look at his face and act. Everything will be done according to the saint's will. This is the reason why the Right Prime Minister's power is so powerful.
Xue Bai was betting that the saint was already weak and would compromise.
Du Jin was not sure whether he would win or lose this time, so he muttered in a cursing tone: "You know? I can't wait to see Nanzhao break the self-confidence of this foolish king and sycophant."
"I hope my judgment is wrong." Xue Bai said.
If the Tang Dynasty collapsed, he knew that it would be difficult to reverse the situation. On the contrary, if the overall situation could still be controlled, he personally still had many ways out.
~~
"Haiyang County? Lingnan?"
Ge Shuhan was hungover and still had a severe headache. He vaguely heard Cao Buzhe talking about the recent rumors in the Chang'an market, and asked the details in confusion.
"Li Mi has left, why was Xue Bai demoted?"
The world looks at the size of the official position rather than the rank. The Yushitai is an important government office in the central government, and Lingnan is a remote place. I am afraid that the Chaoyang Governor is not as good as a Censor in people's eyes. This is of course a demotion, and it is simply an exile.
"When I got back to Chang'an, I drank all day long." Cao Buzhe threw a few newspapers on the couch, "The whole city is talking about it, but you are the only one who is as drunk as a dead camel. See for yourself."
She was actually illiterate, and she didn't care about Xue Bai or Li Mi. However, this incident caused a storm in the city. She thought that Ge Shuhan, who was also the imperial censor, should also know about it, so she bought the newspaper specially.
"So many." Ge Shuhan rubbed his head, took a cursory glance, and murmured: "It turns out it's not because of the emperor's direct advice, or for the sake of fame, regardless of the interests."
"Give me."
"It's early in the morning and my head still hurts."
"I said, give me money! Money to buy newspapers!"
Ge Shuhan pointed to the clothes on the ground and his wallet was inside. When he returned to Chang'an this time, the saint gave him a lot of money and treasures. He distributed almost all of them to his soldiers, and spent the rest randomly.
He didn't even look at how much money Cao Buzhe took away. At this time, he had an idea in his mind. The more he thought about it, the more feasible it became.
"Get me dressed and I'll go out."
"I'm surprised, you don't feel comfortable buying a Silla maid to serve you?"
"The Silla maid is too young and cannot bear the wind and frost of Qinghai Lake..."
Ge Shuhan asked his subordinates to inquire, went out, mounted his horse, and went directly to Xue's house in Xuanyangfang.
When they arrived at the place, Qian'er Dafu went up and knocked on the door. Ge Shuhan looked around and found that someone was staring at Xue Zhai, but he didn't care.
"General, Xue Lang is ill. He said he would go over to visit the general later."
"I happen to be visiting a doctor, so it doesn't matter if I wait for him."
Qian'er Dafu didn't understand, so he went up to ask again. After a while, the servants of Xue House welcomed them into the hall to wait for them.
This wait lasted for almost half an hour. In the meantime, Mrs. Guo sent someone to deliver medicine to Xue's mansion. After that, Xue Bai came out wearing a big cloak.
"Excuse me for being rude, Doctor Lao Geshu is waiting for you."
"Haha, I came over unexpectedly without saying hello in advance." Ge Shu Hanlang said with a smile, "I'd like to thank you for running away while you're sick."
As he spoke, he patted Xue Bai affectionately and asked in a low voice: "Is this just pretending, or has it been hollowed out?"
"Worried about national affairs, I can't sleep at night."
Ge Shuhan refused to accept such hypocritical words and said: "I'm coming here and want to hire you to work in my shogunate."
"I have been appointed as the magistrate of Haiyang County."
"Don't talk to me." Ge Shuhan said: "We all know that the Haiyang Order was a slap on your face by your right hand. This time you have gone too far. Others dare not speak for you, but I dare
. Just nod and don’t worry about the rest. I’m just waiting to work in Longyou. It’s hard to say what the official position is. The worst I can do is to be a camp and water transport inspector. The salary is easy to say, 300,000 yuan.”
"Thank you for your kindness, General." Xue Bai said, "How about I introduce a talent to the General?"
"who?"
"But the Flying General of Dragon City is here."
"Wang Changling? Okay!" Ge Shuhan laughed and said, "You come to my tent with him and bring the subordinates who may be implicated. Longyou can accommodate all the talented people in the world!"
Xue Bai looked around and felt the heroic spirit of the Tang Dynasty from him again.
Then, he couldn't help but think about how many talents that the imperial court could not accommodate over the years had been absorbed by border towns in this way. It was okay for Ge Shuhan to expand the borders for the country, but what about An Lushan?
He retracted his thoughts and did not agree to the matter. Instead, he said: "The Right Prime Minister may let Wang Changling go, but he will not let me go. I only hope that the general can fulfill Brother Wang's ambitions for the frontier."
The implication is that he will not go to Longyou.
Ge Shuhan waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, I will talk to your right minister."
Xue Bai thought for a while and asked: "Does the general believe me now about Nanzhao?"
"A small country is a rebel, and the imperial court can easily suppress it." Ge Shuhan said: "Don't worry about the miasma in the south anymore. Just look to the northwest and wait for my news!"
He was very interested in recruiting Xue Bai. After saying that, Feng Fenghuohuo was about to leave, and then stopped when he went out.
"By the way, I am a rude person, but today I am hiring Mr.
"Yes, I will send it to the general."
Xue Baili saw his brother Shu Han out of the house, and then turned around to go back home. Several people came from the east and shouted, "Who is Xue Lang?!"
Some of these people were dressed as officials and some were dressed as sergeants. The leader hurried to the door of Xue's house and saluted.
"Xue Lang is staying, and I am the judge of the Imperial Court in Anxi. I have come here to appoint Xue Lang as the counselor of the Anxi shogunate on behalf of the Jiedushi of the four towns in Anxi. This is a draft, please Xue Lang to read it."
Xue Bai looked around and saw that Wu Jiu was in his mid-thirties, tall and well-mannered. He was obviously a man of both civil and military skills.
He couldn't help but ask: "I was demoted just recently, where did Judge Wu get the news?"
"Xue Lang doesn't know something." Wu Jiu said: "Anxi Jinzou Academy is in the east corner of Xuanyangfang. We are fairly well-informed. We are laughing and laughing."
"But, I'm afraid Gao Jieshuai still doesn't know about this, right?"
Xue Bai called Ge Shuhan "general", which was the old name of his old friend. However, he was not familiar with Gao Xianzhi and did not think that Gao Xianzhi would get him into big trouble.
He didn't want to, but Wujiu was very confident.
"Don't worry, Xue Lang. Because Cen Shen has praised him many times, Commander-in-Chief has long wanted to hire Xue Lang to go to the Anxi shogunate to establish a great cause. We can take full authority to act on behalf of the general in this matter. If Xue Lang is not at ease, we can wait a month or two."
If you know, there is no need to go to Chaoyang, we will convince the right minister later."
Later, he added proudly.
"Commander Jie dares to travel thousands of miles to attack Xiaobolu Kingdom, bypass Fumeng Lingzhao to report military intelligence, and recruit Xue Lang, why should he be afraid?!"
Everyone in Anxi Jinzouyuan couldn't help but grin. Through their smiles, it seemed as if one could see a Tang Dynasty military flag planted on the land thousands of miles away to the west.
"I saw Doctor Geshu just now." Wu Jiu said again: "Although Anxi can only give Xue Lang a retainer of 150,000 yuan, he has unparalleled achievements waiting for Xue Lang."
"Thank you so much, Judge Wu," Xue Bai accepted the proposal and said with a salute, "Please allow me to consider it."
"It's natural. In the past, I was afraid of disturbing Xue Lang. If I had time, we would drink together."
"Well, I'm very lucky."
~~
Xue Bai returned to the study and sat down, unfolding a map he drew himself and looking at it, feeling a little confused.
His original idea was very simple, to use the Nanzhao incident to raise a flag and let the world know that there was a new force in the Tang Dynasty.
This force occupies the name of orthodoxy by supporting King Qing and the son of the former crown prince; it shows the integrity and character that dares to disobey the saints and confront Li Linfu; it has promoted a group of talented low-level officials; and it also has foresight in border towns.
…
On the night of Yuan Dynasty in the sixth year of Tianbao, Xue Bai believed that there should be a third force in the court besides the East Palace and the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. So, after three years of agency calculations, he finally let it take shape in the cracks.
, it once hid under the wings of Party Yang, but now it has to go to the battlefield of the battle for the reserve position.
According to the original plan, he only needed to wait for the news of the Nanzhao rebellion to be revealed, so that people could see this budding force that wanted to thrive.
This may be quick, it may be a few months, it may be a year or two. In the process, all he can do is improve his reputation, secretly accumulate some strength, promote some party members, and then refine the elixir.
But the conquests of Ge Shuhan and Gao Xianzhi gave him more choices.
He has to make new considerations while executing the original plan well.
"Mr. Lang."
Xue Bai put the map away, turned to look at Qing Lan, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Someone came to Mr. Lang, claiming to be Hedong Jinzouyuan..."
Xue Bai was willing to go to Hedong to have a look, but he knew very well that Wang Zhongsi would never conquer him, which was very dangerous.
His plan was like trying to test carefully on the edge of irritating Li Longji. Involving Wang Zhongsi basically crossed the most dangerous line, and both of them might be ruined.
However, Wang Zhongsi had received Xue Bai's kindness, and when he went to the memorial hall in Hedong and learned that Xue Bai had conquered both Helong and Anxi, he could not help but express his gratitude.
He watched Xue Bai being demoted to Chaoyang with a cold eye, but did not help him, or someone might make trouble for him.
Therefore, the proportion of this conversation must be grasped well.
Xue Bai walked towards the outer hall to greet the visitor, and then when he arrived at the front yard, he heard shouting from outside the gate in the distance.
"Uncle, my nephew is here to see you!"
"Mr. Anfu, I'm afraid you can't go in yet."
"Haha, I brought a gift to my uncle..."
Xue Bai whispered to the visitor entering the memorial hall from Hedong, "You'll be back soon", and walked towards the gate. He saw An Lushan carrying a big belly up the steps under the service of the waiter... This is a matter of sight, look.
It does look like it's been moved to the stomach.
"Uncle!"
Xue Bai stopped and faced An Lushan with his city. He had to adjust his breathing to show a non-disgusting expression.
"Why is Mr. Anfu free to come here today?"
"I heard that my uncle was promoted to Haiyang County Magistrate, but he still fell ill. My nephew thought about sending more ginseng. My uncle likes ginseng, doesn't he?"
Xue Bai looked at An Lushan intently, and his face became sterner.
It seems that young people are always easily out of control and irritated by one or two insinuations.
An Lushan is still smiling, which makes the city look even better.
"My nephew came here this time to appoint my uncle as the secretary of the Fanyang Jiedu Envoy. I will pay him 500,000 yuan to help my nephew wipe out the Khitans in the ninth year of Tianbao. Xi, this is the saint's high hope."
"Yeah?"
"My nephew heard that several envoys wanted to recruit my younger uncle, but my younger uncle must help my nephew first. We are a family." An Lushan looked honest and honest, and said: "Sage, right
Prime Minister, I will definitely promise my nephew not to let my uncle go to Chaoyang. I heard that crocodiles there can eat people..."
"Cough cough cough cough."
Xue Bai coughed and interrupted An Lushan.
He seemed to be really sick. He waved his hand and asked the people around him to help him through the door. He turned away An Lushan and his gifts with a bang, which was quite a loss of grace and etiquette.
~~
It's night.
"They say you are sick." Yang Yuyao gasped, a satisfied and tired look appeared on her red face, and said: "You have a disease that can torture people to death."
In the cold spring weather, Xue Bai's face was still stained with sweat, and he asked: "Do you like it?"
"Um."
Yang Yuyao retracted her sore legs and said: "Wipe off the sweat quickly, don't catch a cold, the fake illness will become real..."
"I have to go to Chaoyang to take up my post." Xue Bai suddenly said.
"What?"
"An Lushan came to threaten me today and wanted to take me to Fan Yang. If I expose his conspiracy, he will definitely kill me. It is very dangerous for me to stay in Chang'an, so it is better to retreat."
"No, you think I can't protect you..."
"Listen to me, I am not using you to protect me when I mention this to you." Xue Bai said, "No matter what, I have to at least set off. But what you have to keep secret is that I will be back soon.
"
"Don't leave, I'll find a way."
However, Xue Bai solemnly repeated it again, saying: "I exposed An Lushan's conspiracy and he wanted to kill me, so I had no choice but to be demoted despite my illness."
Yang Yuyao was stunned for a moment. Although she vaguely understood the meaning of his words, she still found it difficult to accept it.
But no matter how strong she was, she could not change Xue Bai's situation. In the end, she could only vent her anger on Anlu Mountain.
"That bitch deserves to die, I will never let him go."
~~
The next day, Dunhuafang, Yanzhai.
"I exposed An Lushan's conspiracy and he wanted to kill me, so I had no choice but to be demoted despite my illness."
Just when Xue Bai said this, a chuckle suddenly sounded from behind the screen.
Wei Yun was a little embarrassed. After thinking about it, she simply called Yan Yan out and lectured her: "Why are you laughing?"
"Go back to Auntie." Yan Yan pretended to be a virtuous person and said in a serious manner: "My daughter is not smiling."
Seeing her like this, Xue Bai smiled slightly.
"Stop being ridiculous." Wei Yun couldn't help but said, "When such a big incident happens, you are still smiling."
"Brother clearly has a plan, but he pretends to be aggrieved. He goes around saying that he was forced to be demoted by An Lushan. Why should I believe his lies?"
"My daughter doesn't know how to talk properly. Go back to the boudoir and don't eavesdrop anymore."
Although Wei Yun taught Yan Yan a lesson, she actually wanted them to meet each other before Xue Bai left the capital.
When her daughter retreated, sadness appeared on her face.
"Alas, you two, master and disciple, can't stop."
"Don't worry, Madam, the teacher will return to the court soon and be promoted." Xue Bai said: "The student thinks that the teacher will be the prime minister in less than two years."
"Don't comfort me." Wei Yun sighed, "What I'm worried about now is your marriage."
Xue Bai came today and had already considered this, saying: "Within one month, the student should be able to return to Chang'an."
"real?"
Xue Bai was silent for a moment and said: "As long as the student is still alive and has been thrown out of office and convicted, he will come back and give an explanation."
"Don't say such unlucky words. Then continue the preparations. When you get married in March, I can let go of my hanging heart."
"Yes." Xue Bai said: "It's just that Li Linfu and An Lushan want to harm me, just in case..."
"Nothing goes wrong, remember, Sanniang is waiting for you to come back to consummate the marriage."
…
After leaving Yan's house, Xue Bai turned around and took another look, feeling that a lot of things had not been said.
March of this year happened to be a time when he was in a bad situation. He felt that he was quite ashamed of marrying Yan Yan at that time. But although the Yan family did not say it directly, their firm support for him was enough.
.
This time, Xue Bai was a little reluctant to leave.
~~
The eighteenth day of the first lunar month, afternoon.
Baqiao, the eastern suburb of Chang'an City.
There are willow trees on both sides of the Ba River. I sent people away from Chang'an and sent them here.
Du Wulang didn't fully understand the situation and asked, "Do you really want to leave?"
Xue Bai took the trouble and said: "I will expose An Lushan's rebellion..."
"I mean, you brought very little luggage, and Qing Lan didn't bring any either." Du Wulang scratched his head and whispered, "Won't others notice?"
"That's because I don't want to leave Chang'an. I am lucky and hope that the saint can recall me." Xue Bai smiled and said, "Don't worry, public opinion is on our side."
Du Jin did not follow Xue Bai, but arranged a few groups of people to pretend to be caravans and protect them secretly along the way; Du Jin did not forget to give a few words of advice.
"Did you spend the first night at Lantianyi?"
"yes."
Du Wei whispered: "That's where Xue Xiu was sentenced to death. You must be careful."
"Okay, my wife has taken care of the family. My mother sometimes does things recklessly, so you should watch her more."
"rest assured."
Du Wei wanted to see Xue Bai off for a while, but there was the sound of horse hooves behind her.
"Xue Lang!"
It was Wang Changling who came with everyone from the newspaper office.
Everyone in the Du family then packed up their carriages and horses and reluctantly returned west to Chang'an.
Xue Bai stood there with his horse, waiting for Wang Changling to rush to him.
"Brother Wang, why do you need to come here?"
"Why did Xue Lang leave so hastily? He didn't say anything in advance."
"I exposed An Lushan's conspiracy and he wanted to kill me, so I had to be demoted despite my illness."
"Hu'er deserves to be killed." Wang Changling stepped forward, took Xue Bai's reins, and said, "Follow me back and meet my brother Shu Jieshuai."
"It's useless, he can't beat Ge Nu and Hu'er..."
"Now that Mr. Xue is gone, can you bear to see the chaos in the court?!"
Among the people seeing him off, a young man suddenly shouted.
He was actually too excited. After he shouted, he lowered his head hurriedly and was at a loss when everyone looked at him.
"Ye Ping." Wang Changling introduced: "I just accepted a student last year."
"I seem to have heard his name."
Ye Ping was flattered and said quickly: "I...I am just a nobody. Xue Lang must have never heard of it..."
Wang Changling said: "The first literary newspaper we ran published his poem, 'White jade is not a treasure, I don't need a thousand pieces of gold. I remember a thousand pieces of paper and hold thousands of books in my heart.'"
"It turned out to be him."
Ye Ping said hurriedly: "The student came from a humble background and had no place to seek refuge. He was able to join the teacher's school because of the newspaper run by Xue Lang. Now when we are discussing the situation in Nanzhao, we all think that Xue Lang is like watching fire. At this time, Xue Lang is like watching fire."
After being demoted to Lingnan, who in the court dares to speak out?"
The next moment, another person also stood up.
"Student Chang Gun, I would like to remind Xue Lang that in the past ten years, countless people have been killed by censors sent to serve as slaves. Xue Lang's trip to Chaoyang is extremely dangerous and must be taken seriously."
Chang Gun's background was obviously much better than Ye Ping's, and he acted calmly and calmly.
However, compared with Xue Bai, Chang Gun could only consider himself a junior in front of Xue Bai based on his reputation and official position. In fact, he was almost the same age as Xue Bai.
After a farewell, in the end, Wang Changling failed to persuade Xue Bai to go back and ask his brother Shu Han for help.
He couldn't help but sigh: "I came to the Longyou Shogunate because of your recommendation, but I have to watch you go to Lingnan. How should I deal with myself?"
"The ups and downs of officialdom are common. Brother Wang, why don't you give me a poem?"
Wang Changling had been busy with newspaper publishing until today. Suddenly he learned that Xue Bai was leaving. He was really not in the mood to write poetry, but he still spread out the paper and ink he carried with him, took out the wine bottle and took a sip.
Later, on the banks of the Lashui River, he wrote a small poem.
"The spring river sends you sorrow, and the grass grows densely."
"You can't speak when you're drunk, and the countryside is filled with rain."
Xue Bai read it, put the poem away, and then directly wrote a poem with Wang Changling's pen and ink.
He had already planned to write it. Through this poem, he wanted to spread the story of his persecution by Li Linfu and An Lushan further and push his reputation even higher.
There was not much emotion at this time, let alone sentimental feelings.
Just do whatever it takes.
This time, Xue Bai did not use Yan Kai and wrote in cursive.
After finishing writing in a hurry, he dropped the pen, raised his hand and waved to say goodbye to everyone, got on his horse, and headed straight for Baqiao.
Everyone came forward one after another and looked at the poem left by Xue Bai, which was titled "Because of the Nanzhao rebellion, I moved left to Chaoyang to Baqiao and looked far away at Languan to encourage the sages."
"A letter will be sent to the Nine Heavens in the morning, and eight thousand people will be demoted to Chaozhou Road in the evening."
"If you want to eliminate evil things for the sake of saintliness, you are willing to cherish your remaining years."
"Where is Yun Heng's home in Qinling? Snow surrounds the blue mountains, and the horse cannot move forward."
"I know you came from afar with your own intentions, so that you can take me back to the riverside of Gumiasma."
They were a little shocked, wondering how Xue Bai could write such "decaying" sentences at such a young age?
Looking back, Xue Bai had already driven his horse towards the Qinling Mountains lying on the horizon.
~~
But in fact, just after crossing Ba Bridge, Xue Bai suddenly reined in the reins.
"Lang Jun, what's wrong?" Diao Bing asked.
"I'm going to buy some biscuits."
"I'll go."
"Need not."
Xue Bai said, dismounted and went over to buy Hu cakes. He took out a package from the horse and placed it on the cake stall.
"This is for grandma."
The old woman selling Hu cakes was stunned and murmured: "Who is Mr. Lang?"
Xue Bai had already turned around and left with the Hu cake.
In that package were two sets of clothes, one large and one small. More than three years ago, Xue Bai and Qing Lan passed by here and received the favor of the old woman. He knew that the old woman loved her grandchildren the most, so he took some with them when passing by.
Gift.
It's a pity that I didn't see the old man driving the donkey cart today.
Xue Bai bit into the hot Hu Pancake, thinking about this, and looking at the rolling clouds above the Qinling Mountains, it was rare for him to relax.
…
Half an hour later, Lao Zhuangtou drove the donkey cart back to Baqiao.
"Hey, Aunt Sun, are you wearing new clothes?"
"It's strange. Today, a man put this package down and said it was for me."
"Could it be that someone else dropped it..."
While he was talking, four fast horses came over. One of them, a woman wearing men's clothing and with a fierce look, drove her horse over.
"Have you ever seen a handsome man passing by here? Going towards Tongguan or Lantian?"
"this……"
A bunch of copper coins had been thrown down.
Lao Zhuang's eyes widened, wondering what kind of fortune Aunt Sun had made today.
"Lan...Lantian."
~~
Lantianyi.
It was getting dark, and Diao Geng felt as if something was missing because he could not hear the dusk drums in Chang'an City. He felt uneasy all over.
"Brother, there are no drums or curfew. Why do I feel so panicked?"
"In Lang Jun's words, you need order."
As he spoke, Diao Bing looked around with some vigilance and was on guard.
It is said that it was in that hall that the imperial army sent by the saint chased and strangled the prince-in-law Xue Xiu to death.
But more than ten years have passed, and no trace has been left here. There is only the smell of horse manure in the air. Because there were too many business travelers in the past, the sound of horses honked from time to time.
The Diao brothers had just tied their horses and saw Xue Bai walking towards the store, so they quickly followed.
"Is there a poem board?"
People in the Tang Dynasty loved poetry, and restaurants and guesthouses often had poetry boards for people to write poems and leave their names. Xue Bai planned to leave the poem he wrote today at Lantian Posthouse to increase its use.
"Yes, it's in the back. Lang Jun, please go there by yourself."
"Thank you very much."
The Lantern Festival has just passed and the moon is still round and very bright.
Xue Bai then walked to the back of the post house. On the way, he saw a well that was sealed. He couldn't help but wonder whether the bodies of some of the people who were traveling with Xue Xiu were buried in it.
Under the bright moonlight, I walked to the place where I wrote the poem.
It was a small pavilion, but there was a person writing a poem in the pavilion.
This person was wearing a white silk robe that was a little too wide. He was tall and tall. He was holding a wine bottle in one hand and a pen in the other. He was muttering poems to himself in a low voice.
When he heard someone coming, he turned around and said with a smile: "Young Master is also here to write poems?"
Xue Bai didn't hear clearly what the man was reciting just now, but he could feel that the poem had great charm. Seeing that the other person was an old man in his fifties, he responded: "Sir, he writes good poems."
"I'm bored living in the guest post. I just compose poems at will. Sir, would you like to have a drink with me?"
"Juniors don't know how to drink."
As he said that, Xue Bai stepped forward and accidentally saw the poem written by the other party. The handwriting was extremely free and easy.
"The windows are full of bright moon and the sky is calm..."
He read a sentence, realized something in his heart, and asked tentatively: "Sir, do you like to write about the moon?"
"Yes." The old man put his hands behind his hands and looked up at the full moon in the sky. "I have loved looking at the moon since I was a child. I think it looks like a mirror."
"Mirror."
"Look, the gods in the sky are also looking at this mirror. They are on the other side. If you look carefully, you may be able to see the gods."
After saying that, the old man laughed loudly, as if he was amused by himself.
Xue Bai couldn't help but laugh too, thinking that it would be good if he could make friends with this person during his demotion.