A Weird Theater That Started In London

Vol 7 Chapter 17: Festive Haze

"The weird theater from London (!

"A gentleman wants to be indifferent to words, but quick to do---respectfully punished seven points. He Jian has spoken the least since he entered the door, fined alcohol and fined alcohol!"

"It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar-five minutes to pick up a guest. Lu Qing is a guest, why don't you drink alcohol soon?"

"Riding on a fat horse and wearing light fur — clothes are very good. Who is dressed the most gorgeous tonight?"

This is a hard time.

Some of the people at the scene wore official robes, some wore regular clothes, and some wore Japanese fur. It was difficult to distinguish the good from the bad. In the end, Chao Heng said that the black-maned horse is like a dragon.

Although I don’t know how Li Bai and the others’ mounts are, they are definitely inferior to a black-maned horse, so Lu Li happily drank a whole glass of ice wine and continued to draw:

"The son is in Qi Shao, and I don't know the smell of meat in March-the master is five points. Since this banquet is mainly for Mr. He, please please."

When the words were over, Lu Li raised his wine glass and greeted He Zhizhang.

As the Eight Immortals of Drinking, He Jian’s drink volume when he was young is probably not smaller than Li Bai's, and although he is old now, this little wine is nothing, and he drank it straight away with a flick of his sleeve.

"Life and death are destiny, riches and honors are in the sky-drink ten."

"It's not as good as the tongue-it's very good at multilingualism."

"The one who is inferior and ridiculed--the two in the last seat each have ten points."

"..."

"Chen Li is on the list, only those who can't-let go."

At this point, the silver chips in the thick tube have been sparsely counted. With Li Bai’s "release", everyone was let go. The first round is over, and whoever draws first needs to be decided by rolling the dice. .

The two girls in colorful clothes put down their pipa, lifted the lotus step lightly, first arranged the old chips, and then replaced them with a new set of chips and inserted them into the silver tube, while the other girls continued to play music, sing and dance.

Because as early as when they entered the table, there were five pubescens on their tables. There were five in total, and the shape was similar to ginkgo. The center had two pointed ends, and there were four sides in total, two black and two white, and some areas were also engraved with patterns, calves. ,pheasant.

"It's the first time for Xiaolangjun to come to Pingkangfang, why don't you let Nunu help?"

Obviously, Miss Qian Rui misunderstood.

In fact, Lu Li is not the first time to come to Pingkangfang. He is a frequent visitor here. Although he can't write poems, he is almost proficient in other gameplays.

Hulu drinking pheasant.

Five woods are all black, for Lu, with 16 chips.

Two pheasants and three blacks are pheasants with 14 chips.

Two calves and three whites are calves.

The five woods are all white, which is white and counts eight pieces.

This is a precious color, and there are six miscellaneous colors under it: open, plug, tower, bald, pout, and pound. If Lu Li is willing, he can throw anything with his five senses and control far beyond human beings.

In this way, it seemed to be cheating, so he didn't refuse Qian Rui's good intentions. He turned slightly to the side, and after making room, he smiled and said: "Then there is a girl."

At this time, Chao Heng and Wang Wei looked at Lu Li intently, and said in their hearts: Young is good, this is only one round, and they were selected as the guests on the scene.

Except for those who live on the number one in A, everyone knows the lady, Huang Liu’s family is the most sought after girl from Qianrui, and in time, she will surely become an oiran.

With a raised hand, five ginkgo-shaped dice spun in the bowl: "Pheasant, fourteen chips, please, please."

The tone was full of joy.

Qian Rui didn't expect that with a throw of his hand, he actually got Gui Cai, second only to Lu.

"Girl Qianrui said good luck."

Chao Heng used a pun. He knew that Lu Li came to Pingkang Fang to find a female companion and spend the Shanghai Yuan Festival together.

Twenty-five-year-old Dali Siqing, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, could hardly believe that if Qianrui could get Lu Li's attention, he would take three or four hundred taels of gold to redeem her and set it outside as a housewife. It's definitely a beautiful thing.

"calf."

"bald."

"tower."

"stick up."

After a while, the final result came out. Li Bai had the worst luck. No, it should be said that he had the best luck. He took the lead in drinking and drawing money. However, this first order really makes people feel embarrassed: "Being a government with virtue, such as Beichen-official. The height is very high."

Who among the five present has the highest rank?

In other words.

Which one is more noble, Sanpin Secretary Supervisor and Sanpin Dali Temple Chief?

Several lines of sight passed over Lu Li.

At almost the same time, the girl Qianrui fell into contemplation, and an absurd idea poured into her mind.

Fortunately, Jian He knew that Lu Li didn't like to make publicity, and took the initiative to say: "What are you doing in a daze? Is it just to deceive my old age and reluctant to let the old man drink?"

Hearing this, Qianrui girl dispelled the distractions and ordered the maidservant to go and pour the wine.

After all, it is impossible for the twenty-year-old third-ranking member to think about it, but this little episode still left her with a heart, ready to take the opportunity to strike aside.

"Cut the chicken with a sledge-knife-to persuade the law to record the matter seven points." After Li Bai finished drinking, he drew a lottery.

Xi Jiao is also known as the Lulu affair. Miss Qianrui didn't say a word. She picked up the glass and drank half of the glass of wine, and drew a lot: "Make friends with friends, and you will believe in your words-please be with you for ten."

A pair of peach blossom eyes fell on Lu Li.

Yes, you don't need to open your mouth to know who this is going to.

Just as Lu Li was about to pour the wine for himself, a soft voice rang in his ears: "Spring Banquet, a glass of wine, singing again, and Chen Sanyuan: One wish for Langjun to be a thousand years old; Second wish for his concubine to grow healthily."

"Three Wishes are like Liang Shangyan, seeing each other year after year."

There are so many tricks to play with a glass of wine. It can only be said that he opened his eyes, and Lu Li cheerfully picked up the glass cup and drank it up.

It is worthy of being a famous prostitute, even if she does not serve others, with this talent, it is worthy of the world's pursuit.

In this way, the dice clinked, laughter, and the twilight gradually deepened. Inside the gate, it seemed to become an independent world of bliss. The candlelights of the prostitutes were bright, and the banquet where Lu Li was located was filled with laughter. The waves have been going all night long.

"When singing and chatting freely, persuade each other with wine, make a drink for me, and make three wishes with you--"

"One wish for the world to be peaceful, and the other wish to be strong. Three wish to meet with you when you face the white head."

The persuasion song rang in my ears from time to time.

The common saying of the world: Li Bai Doujiu poems one hundred poems.

Xu Shi's drunkenness was aroused, he left the table, took off the brush from the belt, and asked Miss Qianrui for a piece of silk, and immediately swiped the brush and ink:

Mrs. Shangyuan? Partially Queen Mother Jiao.

The sage triangle bun, with the rest diverging and hanging down.

Qiu is wearing a green hair brocade and is dressed in a red robe.

Mobile Ying daughter, Xian and Feng Xiaoxiao.

The eyebrows laughed at themselves, and suddenly fluttered in the wind.

Leave the title "Mrs. Shang Yuan".

This Shangyuan is not the other Shangyuan. Recently, Li Bai is addicted to mythology and novels. It just happens to be the festival of the Shangyuan, so he drank and wrote this poem about immortals.

Aside ~www.wuxiamtl.com~Chao Heng's heart is also hidden in his heart, and he is too strong to drink, staggering to the window sill, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, first sing in the local accent that everyone can't understand, and then shake it again Head, lying by the window, chanting in Mandarin:

"Looking forward to the long sky, the side of Nara is driving forward."

"On the top of Mikasa Mountain, I want to see the full moon again."

Homesickness is a lesson from heaven and earth.

Wang Wei and Jian He both meditated silently, preparing to comfort their friends with poems, while Lu Li and Qianrui whispered.

Suddenly, Chao Heng screamed in a panic, "Someone in the attic over there wants to commit suicide!"

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