A Weird Theater That Started In London

After two more busy days, the house of Huang Liu's family returned to silence. The back cook prepared some cakes for the bad people who came to investigate the case, Wuhou, and sent them to leave.

As for Li Bing and Yuan Zai, they took their bodies back to Yining Fang where Dali Temple was located.

Go to the street and ask the four Jinwu guards to follow, and then carry the poke lamp with the words "Dali Temple" in your hand. As long as you don't go to the imperial city, no one will stop you, and you will go unimpeded all the way.

As the figure went away, the atmosphere in the quiet courtyard was strange.

Chao Heng looked around and suggested: "Go back and continue drinking?"

Frankly speaking, after witnessing a murder case in person, everyone can't talk about fear, but they really don't have the mind to continue drinking and having fun. What's more, it is not easy for those little ladies to smile now.

However, Li Bai and Jian He did not refuse. It is still in winter. The drum will not ring until five and three o'clock. During this period, the voices of the 108 lifang in Chang'an disappeared, and there was nowhere to go. It's better to stay and drink.

"Go back to the room, it's only two more days now, and the night restraint hasn't passed yet. If you leave here, you won't find a place to spend time."

Lu Li was relieved, no matter who the murderer was, just don't let him bother.

"Qian Rui is stunned to do something, and she will not accompany a few princes." Liu Niang gently pushed the beautiful woman beside her. She is panicked now, and she won’t say whether her top card was killed, whether she can open the door to welcome guests tomorrow night. It's a problem.

In addition, Lu Li, whose identity was exposed, became Huang Liuniang's object to please, because whether he can operate normally is a matter of a word from him, the chief official of the Dali Temple.

Of course, Huang Liuniang wouldn't mention it right away, he had to show his sincerity first, and then attack him sideways.

The twisted melon is not sweet.

Seeing the maidservants' faces pale, Lu Li waved his hands and comforted him: "Why don't you have any problems, if you girls feel unwell, just go to rest, let's talk and decide for ourselves..."

However, before finishing speaking, Qian Rui refused, and she said softly: "You are the benefactors of slaves. Is there any reason to leave the guests and go to rest alone?"

After speaking, she took the initiative to lead the way.

Not long after, the sound of silk and bamboo sounded.

Pingkangfang has resumed the excitement. More precisely, the excitement should remain the same.

After all, there are hundreds of prostitutes in Pingkangfang, and the death of Oiran Mingyue has not yet been heard, and the Chu Hall of Qinlou is still lit up with red candles, singing and dancing. In order not to lose guests, Huang Liuniang sent all the girls to accompany the guests. Not only did she not take any money from prostitution, but she also waived all the fees for holding lights and drinks.

Especially in No. 6 Room A.

Yingzhou Fushui, Wucheng Ruoxia, Hedong Ganhe Grape, Yicheng Jiujiang, the wine is sent here for no money, not only that, but there is no shortage of Jingshi wine, such as Xishiqiang, Xinfeng wine, shrimp Lu Li didn't know if others were upset or unhappy, but Li Bai was indeed happy and wrote three poems in a row.

But not surprisingly, they all had something to do with ghosts and gods, and a few happy prostitutes were so scared that they played the wrong pitch many times.

"Nu Nu has clumsy eyes, didn't guess Lang Jun's identity, and punished himself for a cup." Qian Rui's voice was gentle, her eyes looked resentful, and she seemed to be joking.

The Lu Li cup also contains the three-leaf syrup made from fruits, which is sweet and sour and refreshing, plus some ice cubes in the cellar, which is no worse than happy water.

At this moment, the clear eyes beside him kept staring at him, and Lu Li couldn't ignore it, and explained with a smile: "It's a fluke to be favored by the saint, so it's not appropriate to be too ostentatious."

After hearing the word "sage", Qian Rui's eyes grew fierce. It was a dream for the ladies of Pingkang Fang to participate in the blissful banquet held the day after tomorrow in the Qinzhengwu Building.

If she could be taken by the handsome prince in front of her and show her grace in front of the dignitaries of the Tang Dynasty, she would surely become known in one fell swoop, and Huang Liuniang had the same idea.

In fact, Lu Li knew that he had become the Tang Seng meat in the eyes of the little lady, but he was not disgusted.

In addition, bringing a female companion to the banquet can avoid being foolish—

Take tonight as an example, he felt a little embarrassed in the show of talent. As long as he had something technical, his eyes would be blacked out and he couldn't play at all.

By analogy, the Shangyuan night banquet hosted by the emperor will definitely be more troublesome, with more rules: comment on singing and dancing, toast, write poems to cater to the saints...

In this situation, without personal help, Lu Li didn't dare to go to the banquet.

Therefore, sometimes too high an official position is not necessarily a good thing, and the playing is too restrictive.

Presumably the classmate who led the yellow on the left and Qingcang on the right was hunting in the suburbs and had a great time, right?

Miss Qian Rui would never have imagined that Lu Li was distracted thinking about other things with the beautiful woman on her side, and the lingering affection in her eyes had not been noticed at all.

However, after Lu Li recovered, he gave Qian Rui a surprise. He glanced at the pale sky and said straightforwardly: "The sound of the drum in the morning is the Spring Festival. Everyone wants to find a decent female companion. ."

"I wonder if the lady has an appointment?"

Hearing this, Qian Rui was stunned, and almost overturned the porcelain pot containing the three-leaf pulp without notice. Fortunately, Lu Li quickly held it with his eyesight, otherwise he would have to go back to the house and change his clothes.

After seeing the world, the girl Qianrui quickly eased her mind. She didn't care about her restraint, and said hurriedly: "Never."

"In that case, the lady may wish..."

"Langjun, don't regret it."

"..."

This is the end of the matter. Girl Qianrui put aside her restraint, moved to Lu Li's side, and complained softly: "Lang Jun is about to dawn, is he going to sit here all night and waste a good time?"

This... is too enthusiastic to bear.

Actually, I just want to find a tool man.

Xu Shi noticed that Lu Qi was hesitating, and Qian Rui was tired of her voice again, and said in his ear: "The slave is a Qing 倌er. Before tonight, no one in the boudoir had stayed overnight."

Due to the sticking too close, the scent of the powder penetrated into the nasal cavity, the honest man Lu Li instantly converged his mind and sat in a precarious manner.

Are you kidding me?

Three Kingdoms World, UU Reading www.uukanshu. He didn't talk about yin and yang with Ding Qinyu, the wife of the Ming media, how could he indulge here?

Seeing Lu Li's body tight, Qianrui was surprised for a moment, and said with a smirk: "Maybe Lang Jun has no personnel?"

The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was possible, she smiled like a flower, wishing to take people away now.

Hmmm...just a little bit worry about your dead sister Mingyue Lady, she just received a box lunch, this is not appropriate.

Lu Li pondered for a moment, and said, "I have been feeling unwell recently, let's talk about it later."

"Unwell?" Qian Rui blinked her eyes.

"Well, I have a lot of work, often at the desk to approve cases, and my back pains."

Lu Li said with a serious expression: "The duty of the Qing dynasty to control the country and the detailed punishment of prisons is to use three considerations, one to be careful, to doubt the prison, second to mourn, to snow injustice, and the third to be fair. Jushu prison..."

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