A Weird Theater That Started In London

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A number six.

When you open the window, you can see the courtyard below, with flowers, strange stones, pots and pavilions, all available.

As for the two men sitting in the room, one of them is still wearing official robes. It is obvious that he has just left the official office and hurried over before changing into his normal clothes. The other one’s clothes are simple, but he must be rich and honorable to have fun here. Undoubtedly dude.

At this moment, Lu Li looked out the window silently, expressionless, obviously thinking about something.

Floating fragrance.

Why do you always hear this name?

This shouldn't be a small holiday surprise made by Bai Xiao deliberately.

If that is the case, it would be better to stay at school. It was not fun to play, but Bai Xiao's eyes were extremely sincere at the time, and he even made a promise.

As a teaching assistant, does he need to lie?

On the side, Chao Heng was drinking tea. As the heat rose, the air was filled with various flavors——

The spicy flavor of green onion, ginger, and Chinese pepper, the sweet flavor of jujube and cinnamon, the refreshing flavor of mint leaves and orange peel, the milky flavor of butter...

If it wasn't for some tea leaves floating in the cup, this thing might not be called tea.

Obviously, the two arrived early, in other words, Li Bai and Wang Wei were delayed by something.

As he was thinking about something in his heart, Lu Li was not impatient, holding the porcelain cup in one hand and tapping the tabletop gently with the other.

However, as time went on, Lu Li finally felt relieved, even faintly expecting what would happen next.

After all, one's own strength lies here, everything is an episode, and the right is to be a game. In addition, everything is imaginary, and troubles may not happen.

At this time, there were bursts of powdery fragrance in the tea fragrance, and a hint of light red flashed in the afterglow. Lu Li and Chao Heng raised their eyes at the same time, and saw a few girls with bright eyes and red lips walking slowly around the screen.

I have to say that Huang Liuniang really has the ability to open such a large prostitute in Nanqu, Pingkangfang, which is an inch of gold.

These little ladies are not tall, but all of them have shaved shoulders and have full chests. They have a graceful and delicate posture with their waists twisted while walking.

"Let the two distinguished guests wait for a long time, and the slave will pay a gift."

When the words fell, the little girl headed slightly bent over and made a solemn worship.

This is the etiquette that the heroine Wu Zhou has simplified since she became the country, and the benefits are obvious.

The girls’ hair buns are covered with various headdresses. If the movements are too large, the delicate little objects are afraid that they will fall like rain.

At this time, Chao Heng, who is half the master, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, the master hasn't come yet."

As soon as the voice fell, the noise came from outside the screen. The man seemed to be drunk and was chanting poems:

"It is obvious that there is Tang, and the heavens are worthy of all nations."

"The ancestors should order, and the four rules follow."

"Shenxi has no borders, we have the same virtue."

"Great-grandson Jixu, enjoy the perfect match of God."

His voice was strong and mellow, and he couldn't hear a trace of oldness, but Chao Heng was overjoyed and smiled and said to Lu Li, "He Jian, they are finally here."

When the words fell, I got up and went to meet.

The Sanpin Secretary Supervisor, at the same level as the Dali Temple Secretary, supposedly didn't need to be too humbly, but Lu Li still followed.

He Zhizhang, the first of the Eight Immortals in Drinking, is listed as the ten friends of Xianzong. Everyone knows this sentence: Zhizhang is like riding a boat, falling asleep in the bottom of a well.

For Lu Li, the poem "Taihe" just now was too uncommon. Another poem by He Zhizhang will be more popular in later generations, and even children will recite it--

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Thousands of years later, his poems are still popular. What is it if it is not in history?

At the same time, Lu Li was also curious about what Li Bai looked like. This poetic fairy once described himself in his poems like this—the sky is the content, the way is the appearance, the unyielding himself, and the renunciation.

Heaven and Tao.

Too abstract.

As the bead curtain collided, Lu Li walked out of the room and looked forward intently——

Three people.

The leader is an old man with a wooden staff, his face is reddish, his head is pale, but he doesn't tremble at all when he walks, he should be He Zhizhang who is about to resign and return to his hometown.

Li Bai?

Looking away from He Zhizhang, Lu Li saw a middle-aged man who was less than seven feet tall, with a belt tied around his head and a jade scarf around his waist. He looked arrogant and suave.

Xu realized that someone was looking at him, and Li Bai looked back.

His eyes were piercing, like a hungry tiger.

At this time, Chao Heng and the three of them finished the ceremony and hurriedly introduced: "Brother Taibai, this is Lu Qing. I met on the road in Xishi and invited him to come and have a drink."

In fact, there is no need to go into further details. All three of us knew Lu Li, the confidant of the saint, and the youngest Dali Siqing in this dynasty.

"I didn't expect to be able to spend the Shanghai Yuan Festival with Lu Qing, we are fortunate."

Wang Wei, the official physicist, smiled all over his face.

Putting aside the mysterious and mysterious things such as temperament, from the heart, Wang Wei has the best face among the three, elegant and upright, and handsome in appearance.

In the past, Princess Yuzhen praised him for "a wonderful year, white and beautiful". In addition, Wang Weiqin's poems and essays have won the world. The princess fell in love with him at first sight and said on various occasions "Jing Zhaode this life is a relief." , Rong Zai!"

Since the imperial examinations of this dynasty were not named, the examiner could see the names of the candidates when they were reading the papers. As expected, Wang Wei Shunli Chan Gong, who was appreciated by the princess, won the honor——

This is a romantic talent, but also appreciated by the nobles and nobles, it is hard not to be on the list.

"He Jian."

After a sudden turn of his thoughts, Lu Li walked up to the three of them and crossed his hands to salute He Zhizhang, the oldest and oldest official.

This etiquette is simple, but respectful, because when you cross your hands, you must place it at a square inch, near the heart.

Upon seeing this, He Zhizhang swept away the drunkenness, cross-handed and returned the gift.

"After the next dynasty, the old man, Taibai, and Mo Jie drank a few more glasses at the Xuanyangfang wine market, making Si Qing wait for a long time, no wonder."

Lu Li was not surprised by this.

Li Bai is also the Eight Immortals and Ten Friends of Xianzong. Du Fu wrote a poem to praise: Li Bai has a hundred poems, and he will go to a restaurant in Chang'an. The emperor couldn't get on the ship, and he claimed that the minister was the immortal in the wine.

Although Wang Wei is not good at wine, he is also listed as the Ten Friends of Xianzong because of his advocacy of Taoism.

In other words.

The three are friends at year-end.

But Lu Li didn’t like this kind of red tape. He simply broke the atmosphere and said with a smile: “The official admires the names of Taibai and Moji for a long time. long time."

"Haha, please, Si Qing."

A group of five people walked back to the room ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ After a short while, the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and the role of celebrity prostitutes began to appear, and they spoke a lively atmosphere:

"The slaves have heard about your talents for a long time. It's the Spring Festival, why don't you chant it with a proposition and a joint sentence?"

"good."

"good."

Li Bai, Wang Wei, and He Zhizhang are all big names in the literary world, and they are naturally worthy.

Only Lu Li felt a little embarrassed by all the people present, but he said in public that he had no ink in his stomach.

"This young man has been silent, does he want to retire?"

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