Chapter 119: Hitting a Wall, the Carefree Li Bai
[: There is so much to say about the prosperous Tang Dynasty, but in terms of culture, the greatest achievement is Tang poetry, and when it comes to Tang poetry, we can’t avoid Li Bai!

: Li Bai, the Immortal Poet, the top star of the Tang Dynasty! 】

“It’s my Tang Dynasty!”

Li Shimin suddenly stood up and looked at the picture on the sky. That was his Tang Dynasty.

Although it is the later times, it seems that the country is stable and the people are peaceful.

And it is called the Great Tang Dynasty, it seems that the Tang Dynasty also ushered in a prosperous era!
“Congratulations, Your Majesty!”

The court officials all uttered their congratulations. They could certainly see that what was displayed on the sky curtain was a peaceful and powerful country.

“Hahaha, good!”

Li Shimin was in a good mood. He had always been worried about his reputation among the people. After all, his ascension to the throne was somewhat illegitimate.

It is precisely because of this that he is so cautious, just to be a wise and benevolent monarch and let the people of the world see that he, Li Shimin, deserves the throne.

Now seeing that the Tang Dynasty was so prosperous, he was of course delighted.

“Your Majesty, please do not get carried away by this and be diligent in ruling the country. After all, we do not know how far away the time on the sky is from now. Perhaps the emperors of the future will be wise?”

The only one who dared to say such words and pour cold water on Li Shimin at this time was Wei Zheng.

Li Shimin put away his smile and looked down at Wei Zheng. This man was really annoying and disturbed his interest.

But what Wei Zheng said does make sense. Perhaps the emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the future will be really wise and make the Tang Dynasty a prosperous era?

But no matter what, Li Shimin must share a share of the credit.

“My dear minister, you are right. I will work hard, but I also need your dedicated assistance.”

Li Shimin knew that governing a country was not an easy task. In addition to the emperor’s diligence and wisdom, he also needed the assistance of ministers.

Only when the ruler and his subjects are of one mind can the world be at peace.

“We will do our best to assist Your Majesty!”

The ministers immediately expressed their attitudes at this time; this was not the time to hesitate.

“Brother Taibai, this is your story!”

Li Bai was drinking with his friends, but he didn’t expect that the story on the screen was actually about his own life.

“Hahaha, this is a story about another me, a me in another world. Then who am I? Who am I?”

Li Bai took a sip of wine and squinted his eyes at the sky. This feeling of looking at another self was really strange.

It’s like looking at another possibility in my life.

“Li Bai! It’s actually Li Bai!”

In the Fights World, Xiao Yan looked at the sky with some surprise. He didn’t expect that he could see Li Bai appear on the sky.

But it seems normal when you think about it. After all, Li Bai is known as the Immortal Poet and is a very famous person.

He must have experienced a lot in his life, and these experiences would definitely be different in different worlds, so they are appropriate for comparison.

“Li Bai? Can he use a sword?”

In the Douluo God Realm, Tang San looked at Li Bai on the sky and was a little surprised. He knew Li Bai, but he never knew that Li Bai was actually a swordsman.

As a poet, can he really use a sword?

[Li Bai and Gao Shi arrived at the county magistrate’s mansion the next day. Li Bai was full of confidence. With his talent, as long as the articles he wrote were seen, he would definitely be recommended. It would not be difficult for him to become an official.

However, Li Bai was turned away. The county magistrate did not recommend Li Bai and did not even read Li Bai’s articles because he was the son of a merchant. He was directly dismissed.

“You have no eyes! You have no eyes!”

After being rejected, Li Bai waved his sword in anger, but he was Li Bai after all, so he quickly regained his optimism and invited Gao Shi to go to the Yellow Crane Tower together.

At the Yellow Crane Tower, Li Bai was drinking happily, as if he didn’t care about what happened during the day. “Brother Gao, come quickly!”

Li Bai pushed open the door, walked to the corridor outside, and looked at the surging Yangtze River outside the Yellow Crane Tower.

“Look at this Yangtze River. It flows out of my hometown. It carries me here across thousands of mountains and rivers. Brother Gao, are there any big rivers in your hometown?”

Li Bai hugged Gao Shi and pointed to the vast Yangtze River ahead.

“Bohai Sea and the Yellow River.”

Gao Shi looked at the Yangtze River, which was as magnificent as the Yellow River in his hometown.

“I haven’t been to the Yellow River, but I’ve read the poem “Climbing the Crane and Sparrow Tower, the sun sets behind the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea!” Wang Zhihuan’s poem is really good!

Li Bai stood on the railing and walked a little unsteadily.

Gao Shi looked very worried.

“Waiter, waiter! I feel like composing a poem on your Yellow Crane Tower. Where is your poetry board?”

Li Bai walked back into the building, called the waiter, and prepared to compose a poem.

“Sir, you can write poetry? Do you have any achievements?”

The waiter looked at Li Bai in surprise. Leaving poems in restaurants and scenic spots was very common in that era. Because of this, restaurant and scenic spots also needed to be selected and identified.

Especially a famous place like the Yellow Crane Tower.

There are countless people who want to leave their poems in it, and it is impossible for them to leave everyone’s masterpieces and put them on the poetry board, otherwise the poetry board will not be able to hold all the space.

So it is not easy to leave a poem in the Yellow Crane Tower.

The waiter had seen many people who wanted to leave poems, and his first reaction was to ask whether they had any official title.

If you have achieved fame, it means you have literary talent, so it is certainly acceptable to leave behind poems.

“Hahahaha, it’s just around the corner, within easy reach!”

Li Bai said it very lightly, as if he did not think gaining fame and fortune was a difficult thing.

“Sir, how about I serve you two more delicious dishes? Besides, writing poems is too much trouble!”

When the waiter heard that Li Bai had no achievements, he immediately declined.

“Stop talking so much and come to my poetry board!”

However, Li Bai, who was already a little tipsy, of course could not hear it and said he was going to the poetry board.

“Go, go, go!”

The waiter had no choice but to take Li Bai and the other man to the room where the poetry board was.

The Yellow Crane Tower has been open for a long time. Over the hundreds of years, many literati and poets have come here and left behind many poems.

“Waiter, where is the best poem written in the Yellow Crane Tower so far? I want to write it next to it.”

Li Bai looked down on the poems around him and asked the waiter where the best poem was. He wanted to write a poem next to it.

“What is the best poem ever? I don’t understand it either, but it is generally recognized by guests from all over the world that it was written two years ago by Master Cui Hao.”

The waiter was just a servant, he had not much knowledge himself, and he did not know whether a poem was good or bad.

But there are too many scholars of letters coming and going in the Yellow Crane Tower. Even if the waiter doesn’t understand, they do.

The poem that these guests unanimously recognized as the best was the one written by Cui Hao.

“Mr. Cui is from the Cui family. You know the Cui family, the head of the six great families. This Mr. Cui, who is less than 20 years old, has already passed the imperial examination…”

The waiter led the way while explaining Cui Hao’s background. 】

(End of this chapter)