The previous dynasty's reforms were in full swing.

The imperial harem was in turmoil, but due to Zhao Lefei's self-reflection and repentance, things temporarily calmed down.

Li Shimin, who had been busy as a spinning top since his rebirth, finally had a moment to catch his breath.

On this day, Li Shimin, who had nothing to do, was reading historical records, hoping to find more information about his posthumous life.

Gao Lishi came without being summoned.

"Your Majesty, I heard that Li Taibai has come to the capital."

Li Taibai?

Li Shimin looked at the person in confusion.

Then he remembered that this person was famous for his poetry. Li Longji had also presented poems several times during his reign, attempting to enter the court as an official.

His poems were magnificent, and he even earned the title of "Immortal Exiled to Earth."

Li Shimin had also unintentionally read his poem "The Difficulties of the Shu Road."

Although he did not love poetry, he was amazed by the extraordinary and unparalleled momentum of the other person.

Indeed, he was the first person in history.

It was a pity that although Taibai had remarkable poetic talent, he was not suitable for officialdom. He didn't understand the deceit and hypocrisy of the officialdom, and in the end, he only stayed in the Hanlin Academy for three years before resigning and wandering around with the line, "The road is difficult, I return from whence I came."

Li Longji had lamented Li Bai's departure more than once.

Now that Li Bai had returned to Chang'an, Li Shimin would be the first to report it.

Li Shimin had been curious about this person for a long time, so he immediately issued an edict: "Summon him to the palace for an audience."

Gao Lishi was overjoyed and agreed eagerly.

It had been a long, long time since he had guessed His Majesty's thoughts correctly!

He was absolutely ecstatic!

Gao Lishi happily withdrew, but it wasn't until two days later that Li Shimin finally saw Li Bai's true appearance.

Looking at him in the hall, wearing only a white robe even in the cold winter, with a wine flask hanging from his waist, he had a proud and unrestrained demeanor. He looked more like a wandering swordsman than a poet.

Li Shimin looked at him with great interest for a while before speaking:

"Coincidentally, a good wine arrived at the palace yesterday. Since Taibai has come today, why not have a drink together?" Li Shimin said, gesturing for Gao Lishi to fetch the wine.

The exiled immortal's expression froze.

He obviously didn't expect that the first thing the other person said upon seeing him would be an invitation to drink together, rather than asking him to write a poem.

Li Taibai furrowed his eyebrows.

This Emperor seemed to be different.

Li Shimin sat calmly, allowing him to gaze freely. It wasn't until Li Taibai withdrew his gaze that he casually said, "You seem much more open-minded now compared to when you were an official."

Li Taibai chuckled and said, "Being an official is far less enjoyable than indulging in mountains and rivers."

Although he still had lofty ambitions, he had long realized that he was not cut out for officialdom.

Li Shimin also smiled and didn't say much. He silently thought to himself.

No wonder he could write—

Relaxing in a gourd flask, frolicking in the boundless sea.

He truly was an enlightened person.