Datang: Huchi served as a bodyguard, but refused to enter the court as an official

He casually wiped a handful of wine stuck to his beard.

"Finally, an interesting kid came here, unlike others, he just talked about the truth with the old man when he came up!"

Liu Bai picked a fairly clean chair and sat down, and said, "There is still a second half of this poem!"

"tell me the story!"

Liu Bai read leisurely: "When drunk, he only sits in front of the flowers, and when he is drunk, he comes to sleep under the flowers. Half drunk and half awake day after day, the flowers fade and bloom year after year!"

Wang Ji repeated it several times in his mouth, and burst out laughing again.

I wanted to drink again, but the bottle was empty.

"Green Ant, go buy wine!"

"slow!"

As Liu Bai said, he took the small jar of wine he had brought from Wang Shouren, and threw it directly to Wang Ji.

"People have different heights, and wine has different shades. The wine bought outside is not worthy of Liu's poems!"

Wang Ji wasn't too polite, he pulled out the cork and drank it sullenly!

As the wine entered his throat, his eyes lit up immediately!

You know, this distilled wine is far from being comparable to ordinary rice wine.

At least fifty or sixty degrees!

Wang Ji only felt a ray of fire in his stomach, and it went straight to his mind, so hot that his whole face turned red in an instant.

However, after the spicy, it is full of mellow, and the whole body is light, as if it is going to ride the wind!

When had he ever drank such fine wine?

In an instant, I felt that this life could never be separated again.

He kept his mouth tightly shut, his forehead was gradually sweating, and it took him a long time to let out a breath of alcohol, and shouted loudly: "Good wine!"

Seeing this, Liu Bai laughed again.

The matter of inviting Wang Ji out of the mountain is at least [-]% possible!

A true Confucianist often has one or two eccentricities.

Some love flowers, some love tea, and there are people like Wang Ji who are addicted to alcohol.

As long as you grasp their preferences, you will be like brown sugar in the future, clinging to your side, unable to go away even if you kick them!

Throughout the ages, I don't know how many literati and scholars have been defeated by this trick!

Wasn't Li Bai, the poet fairy of later generations, called into the court by Tang Xuanzong because of a pot of wine?

Of course, he was expelled from Chang'an by Tang Xuanzong because of a pot of wine.

Wang Ji's temperament is also very suitable for Liu Bai's appetite.

Go straight to the point and don't engage in nonsensical things.

It's not like some people who only know arty and have no real ability at all, but they just want to pretend to be a learned person.

Liu Bai simply didn't play tricks.

"Mr. Wang, Liu was entrusted by His Majesty to build a royal academy in Chang'an. I don't know Mr. Wang, but would you like to teach in the academy?"

Wang Ji drank one gulp after another, a full three catties of baijiu, and he finished it in the middle of Liu Bai's two or three sentences? !

Liu Bai said persuasively again: "If Mr. Wang is willing to join the academy to teach, good wine is enough, and in my Liu's house, there are several more delicious wines!"

Wang Ji shook his head, as if his consciousness was a bit confused, but he still said indistinctly: "This old man lives in seclusion and doesn't like to meddle in mundane affairs, just go to Chang'an."

He waved at the little book boy, and said, "Green Ant, go get some silver, and buy some wine with Mr. Liu!"

The little book boy responded, took out a handful of copper coins from the earthen pot in the corner of the hut, and held them timidly in front of Liu Bai.

"Young Master Liu, I wonder if the money is enough?"

Liu Bai couldn't help laughing.

The little book boy is only seven or eight years old, even if he holds it with both hands, how many copper coins can he hold?

"Mr. Wang, what is the price of the jug of wine you drank just now?"

Wang Ji obviously drank too much, and started talking with his tongue.

"Isn't it just a jug of wine? How much is it worth?"

"No, no, Liu's wine is brewed from refined grains. It took a lot of effort, and a famous doctor mixed precious medicinal materials."

Wang Ji was taken aback by what he said.

"What is the price?"

Liu Bai stretched out three fingers.

"One altar, three hundred guan!"

Wang Ji raised his head abruptly, and said in disbelief: "One jar of wine costs three hundred guan?!"

Liu Bai nodded with a smile, and said, "Three hundred guan, no bully!"

"Can't afford it! I don't have that much money, Mr. Liu, please return it quickly! I won't feel bad when I think about this wine again!"

Liu Bai fetched another jar of wine, put it in front of Wang Ji, and said, "Mr. Wang, please think about it again. If you go to Chang'an with Liu, you can have as much wine as you want!"

Wang Ji stared straight at the wine jar, his throat surged unconsciously.

A characteristic of all alcoholics is that they overestimate how much they can drink.

He thought that with such a small jar, it would be fine to drink seven or eight jars.

Anyway, Liu Bai gave it to him, so why refuse?

He didn't know at all that there was a saying about the degree of alcohol.

"Then old man, you're welcome!"

Dong dong dong

This jar was poured down by him again.

Liu Bai's smile became wider.

This time, he asked Wang Shouren to bring five jars of wine, at least fifteen or six catties!

No matter how good a drinker is, he should be put down.

That's right, he just planned to stun Wang Ji and take him away!

Others value Wang Ji's status and should treat each other with courtesy, but Liu Bai doesn't care so much. After Wang Ji is taken away and his thatched hut is set on fire, he won't even want to go to the academy!

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Wang Ji, "Mr. Wang, there are still a lot of good wine in Liu's mansion, would you like to leave with Liu?"

Wang Jizui couldn't even open his eyes, and unconsciously said: "Okay"

Liu Bai immediately stood up, and said to the little bookboy, "Green Ant, pack Mr. Wang's luggage, let's go!"

Chapter 112: Wang Ji, who was miserable by Liu Bai, wanted to vomit blood

The little book boy opened his big eyes, looking at Liu Bai like a curious baby.

He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Green Ant, have you been to Chang'an?"

The little book boy shook his head, and said with some disappointment: "Green Ant has been with Mr. since childhood, and has only been to Luoyang City, and has never been to other places."

"There are many delicious things in Chang'an, the cheese from Cao's mother-in-law, and the pastries from Mingdiexuan"

Liu Bai talked about a lot of delicious and fun things, and the little Shutong's eyes lit up.

It's too easy to fool a child. After a few words, the little book boy started packing Wang Ji's luggage.

Xue Wanche and others rested in the distance, and they were very tired after driving for more than an hour.

Only Li Chengqian was lying on the horse's back, howling occasionally.

"What is the taste?"

Xue Wanche sniffled.

As soon as he turned his head, his face changed drastically!

I saw the thatched hut where Wang Ji lived, and at some point, it caught fire!

The winter is dry, and in the blink of an eye, the entire hut is engulfed in flames.

Fortunately, there are no trees around, otherwise the whole mountain will be set on fire!

Everyone panicked and were about to run to put out the fire.

At this time, they saw Liu Bai pulling a seven or eight-year-old child towards them.

Behind him, Wang Shouren carried the semi-conscious old man on his shoulders, and followed suit.

Before they could open their mouths, Liu Bai said directly: "I set the fire on fire, Mr. Wang has already decided to go back with us!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Xue Wanche's forehead was sweating.

He could tell at a glance that Wang Ji was already unconscious.

In this case, is he willing to agree to Liu Bai?

It had nothing to do with him, he still put the question on his lips and swallowed it.

Luoyang City, Liu Family Inn!

Wang Ji sat up covering his forehead.

Liu Bai's wine was really exciting, and now he just felt like his head was about to split open.

After his vision regained clarity, he rubbed his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

When did my own hut become so luxurious? !

wrong!

He quickly got up, opened the window and looked down.

Not in his own hut at all, but in Luoyang City!

"Green ants, green ants!"

squeak-

The green ant happened to come in with a water basin, and was overjoyed to see that Wang Ji had woken up.

"Sir, you slept for a full day and night, and finally woke up!"

He put down the basin and wiped Wang Ji's face with a towel.

Wang Ji pondered for a long time before he remembered that he seemed to have drunk Liu Bai's wine before he fell asleep.

He felt something was wrong.

"Where's Liu Bai?"

The green ant giggled and said, "Young Master Liu is downstairs, and he told you to leave immediately after you wake up!"

"When did the old man say he was going to Chang'an?"

The green ant scratched its head and asked strangely, "Didn't you say it yourself?"

The corner of Wang Ji's mouth twitched violently a few times, and he quickly put on his clothes.

As soon as he got downstairs, he saw Liu Bai sitting in the hall drinking tea.

He said with grief and indignation: "Liu Bai, how dare you plot against me?!"

It's all up to now, how could he not know that he was cheated by Liu Bai!

"Mr. Wang has finally woken up. We are going back to Chang'an soon. Why don't you eat something before leaving!"

Liu Bai put down his teacup, pointed at the food on the table with a smile.