A Weird Theater That Started In London

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For the famous prostitutes of the Tang Dynasty, mastering piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy is the most basic professional quality. They are beautiful and attractive, not to mention, but there are only two most important skills: Xi Zheng and poetry composition.

The second one has no way, but Xi Jiu is different.

There are rules for everything. After the banquet is played, you can't just drink, you have to intersperse some activities to liven up the atmosphere. Xi is responsible for this matter. She asks a question and everyone answers according to the rules in turn.

Since it's a question, don't say there is right or wrong, there must be a difference between superior and inferior, who will judge?

Xi correct.

After the differences are distinguished, rewards and punishments are always required. Who will send someone to execute them?

Xi correct.

Therefore, the famous prostitutes of the Tang Dynasty are not vases. They must have extremely high cultural literacy. Especially now, this girl knows the identity of everyone present, and still has to play the wine order. It is obvious that she has confidence in herself.

At this moment, a pair of Yingying eyes fell on Lu Li.

Qian Rui couldn't understand Lu Li's way.

It stands to reason that He Zhizhang's official position is the highest, and there should be no controversy about sitting in the top position, but when the old gentleman came in, he said he wanted guests, that is, Lu Li was sitting in the main seat.

What kind of guests can make the third grade secretary of this dynasty be so polite, let Li Taibai and Wang Mojie sit down with a smile, and have no opinion at all.

The heirs of the Guogong Mansion and the nobles of the royal family are not so prestigious!

"Can."

How can a man say that he can't do it? Although Lu Chengzhong has no bottom, he still smiles, showing a confident look.

At this point, you can no longer regret it. If you are not as good as others, then accept the punishment honestly.

"Nu Bucai, let's start first, so I think it's a good idea." Qian Rui first drank a glass of Hedong dry and wine, and said after a little thought, "Lou Zhongyue is self-evident."

In the Shangyuan period, the world not only watched the lanterns, but also watched the moon. This sentence can be regarded as the occasion, but in the eyes of Li Bai and others, it seems mediocre.

According to the pre-determined order, the international friend Chao Heng took the lead. He was too lazy to think, and casually responded to a short sentence chanting the moon.

Li Bai and Wang Wei also felt very relaxed. The propositions were linked by chanting things. There was no difficulty, and it was easier than being a limerick.

"Little Langjun, it's you."

The sound reaches the ears.

From the announcement to the present, it only takes three or four breaths. Fortunately, the first question is not difficult. After searching for the intestines, Lu Li said: "Changan is a month."

I can't even talk about being well-regarded, it can be said that I have fallen into the inferior, but the girl Qianrui smiled unabated, raising the flag and making a comment. In fact, there is nothing to boast about, that is, to go back to the topic and return to the basics.

As for Jian He, when he was in the literary world, everyone was not born yet, so he passed easily.

There was no need to greet him at all. Lu Li himself took a three-cup penalty first, behaving rather chicly.

"The slave accompanies Lang Jun a cup."

Miss Qianrui was indeed considerate, and greeted the maid to bring two glass cups. After filling the wine, she walked to Lu Li with small steps and drank with him.

That's right, this was punishment, and it didn't embarrass Lu Li too much.

Maybe it's limited, maybe it's because of the intention to take care of it. Lu Li thinks it's the latter. Miss Qian Rui didn't have any problems next.

Either chanting things or chanting emotions, and doesn't pay attention to rhyming. As long as you don't repeat the imagery used by others, it's too much. Unfortunately, even so, Lu Li loses more and loses less.

In fact, Lu Li could win. The high probability was that Chao Heng couldn't stand it anymore. He deliberately lost several times.

"Poetry should be sent out according to the sex, stretched out, and there is no need to be so restrained."

Li Bai felt that this kind of wine order was boring and couldn't show it at all. He guessed that because of this, Lu Li didn't have any dazzling performance.

Chao Heng nodded. The banquet was organized to celebrate the festive season and to see him off. Now, with Lu Li's joining, it also means to connect with each other, and this is not the way to go. It is good to play freely.

At this moment, everyone was taking care of Lu Li, including Miss Qianrui, and she ordered the maid to bring a set of "The Analects of Confucius Jade Candle" silver wine poker——

A tortoise made of gold and silver, with a thick tube on its back, filled with silver sticks.

"Slaves find it uncomfortable to drink alcohol, or is it interesting to play with linguistic words. Are you willing to accommodate slaves?"

Everyone readily agreed.

Only Lu Li felt a little embarrassed. His performance tonight was a bit unsatisfactory, but after another thought, who can know everything?

In fact, human abilities are ultimately limited.

As for copying poems, coming to a world famous, Lu Li thought that his face was not so thick, and there was no need, just a party, so utilitarian.

In this way, the sound of singing and dancing was heard again in the No. 6 room of the letter A. The dancers in colorful clothes and the music prostitute played the Yanqu "Wu Mei Niang" of the early Tang Dynasty. Flying dancing girl.

Putting aside the inherited memories, it was the first time that Lu Li himself saw this kind of sight, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Beautiful.

"Little Langjun, let's draw the first lot."

Girl Qianrui walked with a smile, and behind her two maidservants, they placed the silver wine chips in front of Lu Li.

This is simple, follow the order in turn.

Before the draw, Lu Li drank a glass of Lingjiu, and then drew out a gilt and silver lottery:

"Choose the good and follow it-forty points!"

When the words fell, everyone looked at Li Bai.

The first half of the sentence is taken from the original sentence of "The Analects of Confucius", and the second half of the sentence is based on the rules of the game compiled according to the meaning of the text. "Daqi" refers to the person who can drink the most alcohol. He must be punished for drinking four glasses of wine in a row. A whole cup, five points is half a cup, and so on.

To say that the ancients can still play, and persuade a drink to be so elegant, unlike later generations: what kind of feeling is deep and stuffy, and the feeling is lightly licked...

Vulgar.

"Come on, fill me up."

Li Bai is not afraid of anything. The world calls him the immortal of wine, four glasses of dry and wine are nothing.

Tons tons...

Under the service of the maidservants, Li Bai drank four cups in a row, but still felt uncomfortable, and laughed loudly: "It's my turn to smoke. I really want to punish myself for three cups."

When the words fell, stretched out a hand to draw out a long lottery from the tube:

"If I can't learn enough, I'm afraid I will lose it---drink seven points! Haha, come and pour the wine!"

Most of the wine ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ is still Li Bai to smoke, however, this time it is not so lucky: "Be sensitive to things and be careful in words-let go."

Upon seeing this, the girls came to Wang Wei with their chips and waited for him to draw lots.

"The posterity is terrible-a teenager gets five points!"

There is no need to report the age. The youngest person on the table today is undoubtedly Lu Li. The other four are either middle-aged uncles or elders.

Girl Qianrui had been sitting next to Lu Li. She poured half a glass herself, fearing that Lu Li would have the wine, and said with a smile: "It's the first time that Lang Jun came to play with slaves, so I can't refuse."

Hearing that, Lu Li didn't talk nonsense, he just drank all the alcohol out of nowhere.

Frankly speaking, the wine chip is a good way to play, and you don't need to chant poems literally.

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