Li Bai threw the wine bowl and laughed loudly at the assassin who was chasing the prime minister: "I predict that you will suffer a bloody disaster today!"
Dressed as a poetry immortal, he originally wanted to stay in the Imperial Academy and wait for the imperial edict to lie down. Unexpectedly, he was a merchant who was not even qualified for the imperial examination. Seeing that there were only eleven years left in the Anshi Rebellion, he took a wine bottle and kicked open the door of the power struggle.
"Writing a poem for the imperial concubine? How about sending auspicious auspiciousness to the prince?"
"Helping Bianjiang change his words? He also changed the Jiedushi system."
In his drunken state, he splashed ink on the map of the Tang Dynasty: "It's time to write in a different way about this country."
When Li Bai stopped writing poems and instead wrote imperial edicts, the card table in the prosperous Tang Dynasty welcomed the craziest players.
