A few moments.

The noise in Jufu Building ended.

As the sound of a rolling cloth sounded, a white silk cloth filled with poems was put down from the window of Jufu Building.

Under the sunlight, the white silk and black characters are particularly conspicuous.

Without waiting for Li Bai and the others to look closely, a young man appeared at the window and chanted loudly: "The wind of the crabapple is covered with scarves, and the sleeves are full of trouble. The warmth is the day when picking vegetables, and the lonely person is not the only one who is a flower. He does not bother with the ant wine to rush his lungs, but he remembers that the fishing straw raincoat is covered with illness. Why do you come late and learn from the spring of Qujiang and spring after the rain."

After reading this whole poem, the young man stood at the window and bowed in the direction of Meiju:

"My younger generation Xia Gu, with the guidance of his master, has this work "Spring Rain in Shu". I am so embarrassed to show my shame in front of all the seniors..."

The young man spoke with a humble expression and polite expression. Even the guests in Meiju could not feel disgusted with him, and the Jufu Building was filled with compliments and flattery.

"The time is in a hurry, and this poem has not insulted our Qinghui Academy."

At this time, Old Man Murong also stood by the window. Although his mouth was harsh, the joy in his heart had already been "written" all over the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

"Teacher Xie corrected."

Xia Gu bowed deeply to Old Man Murong.

“You don’t have to be so restrained outside.”

Old Man Murong waved his hand, then looked at Wang Meiju again, and then said with a smile:

"Today's time is in a hurry, so we no longer look for other excellent works. We will use this song "Spring Rain in Shu" to ask all the friends in Wangmeiju."

He said the word "ask for advice" with great force.

Looking at the plum blossoms and living inside.

"This old man knows that we are not good at writing and writing, but he asks for advice one by one. This is intentional."

After Old Murong's words, before Li Bai and Ahu could react, Zhang Liao from Bailian Villa was the first to stand up.

"Sit down." Zhang Bailian glared at Zhang Liao fiercely, and then continued:

"Taibai Restaurant opened on the first day today, don't make any trouble!"

As a veteran, he knew very well that the conflict between monks and scholars cannot be solved by force, especially for scholars with high status, if they are not done well, they will cause big problems.

Unless you can surpass them in talent learning, the best way to solve problems is to lose sight of them.

"Taibai."

At this time, Li Ke also waved to Li Bai.

"Go with me to greet your master and his old man with a glass of wine."

He picked up the wine cup and winked at Li Bai.

After struggling in Shu for so long, he naturally knew how difficult these scholars were.

"Yes, yes..."

At this time, Qingxuan also smiled and spoke.

"Nephew Li Xian, Taibai, let's drink, come on..."

He enthusiastically waved to Li Ke and Li Bai.

"I, Zhang Bailian, are here to respect the old immortal Qingxuan!"

"Haha, I, Qingsong, have been revered to Master Qingxuan for a long time. I am fortunate to meet you today, and I also want to respect the elderly and immortals for a cup."

As if they were afraid that Li Bai would feel embarrassed, Zhang Bailian and Taoist Qingsong also stood up with wine cups at this time.

"You two are so kind."

Qingxuan immediately stood up from the seat.

Seeing Qingxuan stand up, Yun Zhishou, the Fen Tianshi and the others stood up.

"Old Master Zhang has long wanted to visit you in the mountains. I will meet you today. We must drink a few more drinks."

Yun Zhishou smiled and raised the wine cup in his hand.

"I have heard that the owner of the manor has a lot of money. I, Mr. Fan, will definitely have a drink with the owner today."

Master Xing Tian also smiled and spoke.

"I'm afraid you're thinking about asking the old owner to make weapons for your disciples."

Master Fen Tian on the side teased.

"..." Master Xing Tian frowned and looked at Master Fen Tian for a moment, and then retorted:

"Then aren't you the same?"

"Hahaha……"

When Zhang Bailian heard this, he smiled heartily, interrupted the two of them's quarrel, and then said generously:

"Although I haven't got a hammer for a long time, since everyone here today is willing to come and praise my friend Taibai. If you have any requests in the future, I will definitely accept it!"

"Old Zhang, don't get tired of your body."

When Li Bai was shocked when he heard Zhang Bailian say this, he quickly persuaded him.

According to Zhang Bailian's personality of striving for excellence, it is impossible to produce a weapon without a year or two. In addition, he is old now, and it is unimaginable to make the body and mind after so long.

"I am happy today. Everyone here is the best. I, Zhang Bailian's weapons, can be appreciated and honored by you!"

Zhang Bailian waved his hand when he heard this, and he was very heroic and authentic.

"Don't worry, Taibai." At this time, Zhang Liao put his hand on Li Bai's shoulder, then looked at him with a smile:

"Yuan and I are here!"

Li Bai could only smile bitterly when he heard this, and he felt that he seemed to be owed a favor to Bailian Villa this time.

Zhang Bailian's promise surprised everyone here, and the atmosphere in the restaurant became extremely harmonious for a moment.

"It is definitely not as easy as being able to gather these old guys with your own strength." Zhao Yuanjun, who was quietly watching this scene, couldn't help but start to reexamine Li Bai.

"My friends in the restaurant opposite, if you plan to admit defeat, come out and tell the old man, "You are not that turtle, why are you huddling in that building?"

But just as I was happily watching Mei and drinking, a sarcastic voice suddenly came to the restaurant opposite.

"It's outrageous. I really think I dare not touch him?"

Master Burning Tian stood up at this time.

The rest of Yun Zhishou and others also frowned.

"I'll go and let this old guy shut up." Master Xing Tian also stood up at this time. He glanced at Zhang Bailian and Li Bai next to him, "I'll just take it as a thank you Mr. Zhang."

"With me here, can you do it?"

Master Fen Tian gave Master Xing Tian a blank look.

"You have to fight me for this kind of thing, right?"

Master Xing Tian gave Master Fen Tian a blank look.

As they said that, they were about to walk out of the seat.

"Two seniors, there is no need, no need..."

Seeing this, Li Bai was a little panicked and quickly stopped them.

He knew very well that with the status and temper of these two great gods, it was really possible to attack Old Man Murong. The reason why he had been tolerating before was not because he was unwilling to accept it. The big reason was that he felt it was not cost-effective and there was no reason to do it.

Now that Zhang Bailian’s promise is made, the two of them naturally have a reason to take action.

After all, in the world of cultivation, it is a very cost-effective thing to make the Tang Dynasty's first swordsman owe a favor. What's more, these two people have learned that the foundation-building pill in Qingyang Palace is 80% related to Li Bai. Now there is a chance that an alchemist and a swordsman owe a favor at once, so naturally they will not miss it.

"Taibai, don't worry." Xing Tianshi looked at Li Bai and smiled, "We will deal with troublesome things and will not involve you."

"No, no, no..."

Li Bai waved his hands repeatedly, then smiled bitterly:

"I really don't have to bother you, I can handle it myself."

"We'll do this."

Master Fen Tian frowned, "There are many disciples in this old man who are already in high positions in the temple. With your current status, it will be very troublesome to deal with the following things."

“It’s really not that complicated.”

Li Bai was amused and crying.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing this, Master Xing Tian became a little curious.

"Come on the pen!"

Li Bai raised his hand, then looked at Xing Tianshi and the others with a smile:

"Isn't it just a poem? I'll just write it to them!"

"The pen is here, the pen is here!"

Ah Hu, who had already prepared a lot, ran over happily and handed the pen to Li Bai.

At the same time, under the instructions of Ah Hu, a group of friends had already arranged tables and chairs in the middle of the restaurant and placed a long piece of red cloth and satin.

So, in the puzzled eyes of the crowd, Li Bai draped the wolf hair in his hand with golden ink, and then wrote three big words like iron and silver hooks-

"The road to Shu is difficult."

...
To be continued...