The first time in history

Qian Mingduo carefully observed the great poet in Chinese history before him, and couldn't help feeling excited and awed.

He has a slender and upright figure, and his posture reveals a boldness and uninhibitedness, as if he is ready to break free and fly into the sky at any time. His face has clear contours and strong lines, and every detail exudes a unique charm.

His sword-like eyebrows are slanted into his temples and slightly raised, giving people a feeling of firmness and courage; his eyes are bright as stars, deep and hot, as if hiding endless poetry and passion.

His high nose bridge makes him look particularly heroic; his slightly upturned lips reveal a faint smile, which shows more humility and obedience to the monarch, but also reveals a hint of imperceptible self-confidence and pride.

"Li Hanlin..." Qian Mingduo whispered softly, his eyes gleaming with admiration. He knew that the man in front of him was the famous and talented Li Bai, the great poet who conquered countless people with his heroic and unrestrained poetry style and free and uninhibited personality. Qian Mingduo felt that he had become so small, like a speck of dust floating in the universe.

"What did Li Hanlin report?" Qian Mingduo asked softly.

"Your Excellency," Li Bai said in a clear voice, "Today's banquet has excellent food, but the wine is not good."

"Taibai is absolutely right. I also feel that this wine tastes like fucking fermented glutinous rice. It doesn't taste like wine at all, and it's not even as strong as beer." Qian Mingduo nodded in agreement.

At this time, Gao Lishi was returning to the main hall with two eunuchs holding wine. He placed a golden pot on the imperial table, took another golden bowl and slowly filled it up. The color was as gorgeous as purple gold, and a rich aroma of wine instantly spread.

Qian Mingduo took a sip and found the taste mellow and soft, with a rich and intoxicating aroma, a mixture of sour and sweet, and a long aftertaste.

"Well! This wine is not bad." He pointed at Li Bai and ordered: "Such a good wine, please have a drink, Li Hanlin."

Gao Lishi hurriedly took a small golden cup and was about to pour wine, but was stopped by Qian Mingduo. "Taibai is known for his ability to compose hundreds of poems after drinking a cup of wine. How can such a small cup suit his taste? Bring another golden bowl and pour wine for Hanlin." Qian Mingduo placed the small golden cup in front of Yang Guifei and said, "My dear, I think this wine can be drunk again."

Li Bai took the golden bowl handed over by Gao Lishi, placed the wine on the carpet, and knelt for a long time: "Thank you for the gift, my emperor."

"Mr. Li, you don't have to be so polite." Qian Mingduo was really a little hungry. He looked at the delicacies on the imperial table again and said, "Why don't you drink while sitting down? It's too tiring to drink while kneeling."

"Lishi" Qian Mingduo turned around and said, "Ask the Shangshi Bureau to fry some appetizers for me, and tell them to add more soy sauce. I have a strong taste, so I like to eat something salty."

"Soy sauce?" Gao Lishi asked in confusion, "Saint, what is soy sauce?"

"Just tell the imperial chef to do it. You don't know anything about cooking, but the imperial chef knows how to do it." Qian Mingduo didn't know if the imperial chef of the Tang Dynasty knew what soy sauce was. But since he had said it, he let them do it.

"Your Majesty," Li Bai sat on the ground, curled up one leg, and drank a bowl of wine. Then he knelt and said, "I have drunk this bowl of fine wine. I wonder if Your Majesty can give me more?"

"My dear, you have a good alcohol tolerance." Qian Mingduo immediately said to the attendant beside him, "Go, fill Li Qing's cup again. I want to drink from Li Qing together."

"Saint." Yang Guifei held up the golden cup and said, "I wish to drink this cup with you and Li Hanlin."

"Okay!" Qian Mingduo said to Li Bai, "Mr. Li, the imperial concubine wants to drink this cup with you and me. Such fine wine, beautiful women, beautiful weather and beautiful scenery...Mr. Li, are you willing to write a poem?"

"I thank God for His grace." Li Bai took the wine that the eunuch had poured for him and said, "I thank Your Majesty for your kindness. I will compose a poem as soon as I finish drinking this cup."

Li Bai drank the wine in the cup, turned the golden bowl upside down on the carpet, and said to the eunuch: "Bring me a pen and paper."

"Bring me my wolf-hair brush, quick!" Qian Mingduo was so excited that he could not help but say, "One word from his embroidered mouth is half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty." This is the highest praise for the poet Li Bai by later generations, and at this moment, the great poet is so close to him. Qian Mingduo even wanted to go down and sit with Li Bai.

He looked around the hall and felt that everyone seemed to have long been accustomed to Li Bai's drunken state. Everyone was pointing at Li Bai, waiting for him to write a beautiful poem.

Look at Li Bai again, biting the end of the brush in his mouth, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was brewing and considering something. Suddenly, Li Bai opened his eyes, took out the wolf hair from his mouth, and sucked up the ink. Just when everyone thought he was about to start writing, Li Bai sat up again, then used one hand to poke the ground, looked up at the caisson in the hall, closed his eyes slightly again, slowly raised the imperial brush, and wanted to bite the end of the imperial brush again. But he was too focused on brewing the poem, and put the end of the brush that had just been soaked in ink straight into his mouth.

Everyone in the hall burst into laughter, and Yang Guifei was also amused by Li Bai's appearance. But Li Bai was unmoved, still closing his eyes and thinking.

"Your Majesty," Li Bai wiped the ink from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, "I am not drunk yet, so I have no good words to say."

But everyone knew that Li Bai could only write famous lines when he was drunk, so they asked Qian Mingduo to give Li Bai some wine.

"Give this pot of fine wine to you, my dear minister!" Qian Mingduo ordered with a smile.

Li Bai immediately took off the lid of the pot, tilted his head back and drank wildly. When the pot of wine was finished, he threw the pot away, bit the imperial pen horizontally on his lips, and tried to take off his boots with both hands, but he failed to take them off after repeated attempts. He looked up and saw Gao Lishi looking at him with a smile, so he took advantage of the alcohol and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I am trapped by my official boots and cannot express my poetic ideas. I beg Your Majesty to order Gao Lishi to take off my boots for me!"

The hall was suddenly silent, and everyone looked at Gao Lishi. You know, Gao Lishi was the most favored minister of the Emperor Ming. Even the royal family, princes and princesses had to respect him as "General Gao". But the arrogant Li Bai asked him to take off his boots in public. This was simply an act of unruly and contempt for Gao Lishi.

"It's a blessing to be able to take off Taibai's boots!" Seeing Gao Lishi looking at him with a wry smile, Qian Mingduo smiled and said, "Taibai got a famous quote because you took off his shackles for him. Isn't that a blessing for you?"

Seeing Gao Lishi glance at everyone and then look at him awkwardly with a half-smile on his face, Qian Mingduo said loudly: "If you don't want to take off Taibai's boots, then I'll do it."

"Sage, you must not do that." Seeing that the emperor was going to take off Li Bai's boots for him, Gao Lishi was so scared that he "plopped" to his knees. "Just now, Li Bai asked for your permission to take off his boots. It's not that I don't want to, but... I'm waiting for your permission."

"Ha, ha, ha," Qian Mingduo laughed. "Well, I order you to take off Taibai's boots."

"I obey your order." Gao Lishi replied in a low voice.

Amid the laughter of the crowd, Gao Lishi walked to Li Bai's side and took off one of his official boots with difficulty, then the other. His face was livid, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were wide open, and anger and humiliation were intertwined in his eyes. He did not dare to disobey the will of the saint, but he had already made up his mind to take revenge on Li Bai in the future.

While Gao Lishi was taking off Li Bai's boots, several chefs in the Imperial Food Bureau looked at each other in bewilderment. They didn't understand what the "soy sauce" in the sage's will meant, and they confirmed it with the eunuch who delivered the order.

One of them said loudly: "Could the soy sauce in the Saint's will be clear sauce?"

"That makes sense, that makes sense," several chefs nodded at the same time.

"But," said the Imperial Eunuch of the Imperial Food Bureau, "the Saint usually dislikes the taste of plain sauce. Why today..."

"My Lord," the eunuch who was delivering the imperial eunuch's message urged, "Hurry up and prepare. I'm still waiting for the meal to be served. If we are late, not only will the Saint say something, but Eunuch Gao will also blame us."

"Okay, okay, okay," Feng Yu immediately instructed the chef, "Follow the saint's order, you guys add more sauce."

The food bureau immediately became busy, while several eunuchs in charge of serving meals stood on a high platform, gazing at the hall from afar.

"I am willing to grind for Li Hanlin," Yang Guifei stood up and knelt in front of the imperial desk, and played softly.

"Good, good, good..." Qian Mingduo said several "good"s in a row, "Mr. Li... Li Bai, now you have a concubine grinding for you, and a strong man taking off your boots for you. Who among the scholars of ancient and modern times can compare with you!"

Yang Guifei led two palace maids carrying a table to Li Bai's side. The brocade paper on the table gave off a faint fragrance.

Li Bai held the imperial pen lightly, he raised his head slightly, looked at the blooming peonies in front of the imperial desk, and then glanced sideways at the peerless beauty Yang Guifei.

The ink in the ink pool has become rich and fine after being ground by Yang Guifei.

After a moment, Li Bai raised his lips and showed a confident smile. Then he shook his wrist lightly, and the pen moved like a dragon, and the elegant words jumped on the brocade paper like musical notes. With the last stroke, a "Qingping Diao" that is unparalleled in ancient and modern times was completed in one go.

After finishing the poem, Li Bai knelt on the ground and said loudly: "I would like to thank the saint for the wine, the concubine for grinding the wine, and Gao Lishi for taking off my boots. I am drunk and afraid that I will behave inappropriately. I will take my leave first." After that, he stood up, bowed and backed away until he reached the palace door, then turned around and left.

Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful and beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing.

If it weren't for Qunyu Shantou, we would meet at Yaotai.

Qian Mingduo read the poem softly, nodded with emotion, held Yang Guifei's slender hand, and praised sincerely: "Only Li Bai could describe Yuhuan's beauty so well, and only Yuhuan's beauty could make Li Bai write this famous line that will be passed down through the ages!"

"Saint." Yang Guifei leaned shyly in Qian Mingduo's arms. "Li Hanlin used such gorgeous words to describe me... I really don't deserve it!"

"No amount of fancy words can describe your unrivaled grace!" Qian Mingduo put one arm around Yang Guifei's plump waist and stroked her thigh with the other.

"My beloved concubine." Qian Mingduo thought that the person in his arms at this moment was Yang Yuhuan, Yang Guifei, and he was so excited that his whole body was shaking.

"Saint!" Yang Guifei signaled with her eyes.

Qian Mingduo looked around the hall and found that some people were watching the dancers, some were drinking and chatting, and some were quietly looking towards the imperial desk.

"Come back to my bedroom with me?" Qian Mingduo tried his best to control his trembling voice. "I want to go to bed."

"Yes!" Yang Guifei nodded shyly.

Just as Qian Mingduo stood up, thinking that great happiness was about to come, a hurried report suddenly came from outside the palace.

"Your Majesty, An Lushan has led his troops to rebel and has captured Hebei, Henan and other places, and is approaching Luoyang and Chang'an."