Poet of the Tang Dynasty: Li Du and I Drank Together

Li Yanci traveled through the Tang Dynasty, pretending to be the most useless and idle seventh prince. No one knew that under the skin of this handsome young man, there was a modern female soul who had seen through the fate of the Li family and only wanted to fish and die. In order to avoid the shackles of the harem and escape from the legitimate Shura field, she disguised herself as a man all year round. She was a Buddhist and lived in obscurity. She lived in the palace every day and watched Li Shimin blatantly favor Li Tai, the king of Wei. She originally wanted to eat and wait for death, avoiding the tragic fate of all members of the royal family, and never intended to interfere with any destiny. But on a rainy night in the East Palace, she impromptuly wrote a poem, which caused the clouds on the rainy night to shake the heaven and earth. It went against the will of heaven and healed the prince's old lameness for many years, tearing into pieces his desolate destiny. From then on, she could not hide her magical power of poetry. She can move celestial phenomena when she writes, and can cure all kinds of diseases by reciting poems. She can accumulate countless merits and go against the fate of a hundred years. In the year of the great disaster, she wielded her pen from a high platform to suppress the locust flood, with a golden rainbow penetrating her body and auspicious cranes hovering around her. With her numerous merits and deeds, she became a poet saint of heaven and earth, and saved all people from suffering from water and fire. I thought it was a pension agency, but unexpectedly it became the core of the Tang Dynasty's destiny. When the Tang Dynasty was at its peak, the poet Li Bai entered Chang'an with his sword, and the poet Du Fu came on the wind. The three of them drank wine by the river, talked about poetry and Taoism, and surveyed the mountains and rivers. The immortal poems, the holy pen, and the soul of destiny poetry gathered together, creating the most romantic scene at the pinnacle of the literary world through the ages. In the past, she just wanted to avoid all regrets, but now she is rewriting the century-old tragedy of the Tang Dynasty. All the people gathered around him, and all the people bowed their heads in admiration. Li Yanci lazily spread his hands: his original intention was to risk his life, but accidentally, he became the only god who served Taoism in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.