A Weird Theater That Started In London

"The weird theater from London (!

"Hubing, hot Hubing."

"Deep fried pills, fragrant and crispy!"

The stalls of the shops along the street were lined up one after the other, and the shopkeepers greeted the passing pedestrians loudly.

And Lu Li leaped down to the attic. He couldn't wait to follow the flow of people and walk around the streets of Chang'an, looking left and right to admire the style of Shangyuan and enjoy the long-lost comfort.

After returning to Room A, the two maidservants had been waiting for a long time.

"Langjun, my lady has prepared gargles and new clothes for you..."

"lead the way."

This time, Lu Li didn't shy away from it, but followed him very quickly, because the day was here, no matter how enthusiastic the little lady was, she would abide by the etiquette.

At the same time, the girl Qianrui, who had been sleepless all night, was freshening up under the service of the maidservants.

Unscrew the thin tube of ivory, a fragrant scent of fried nails spread out instantly, lightly tapped the fingertips, and she brought out the brightly colored mouth fat.

Half the Jiao, Sheng Tan Xin, Tian Gong Qiao, Mei Hua Nu, Da Chun Hong, Xiao Chun Hong... These various lip makeups, Qianrui girl can paint, but today they are very serious and meticulous.

Not far away, a maidservant opened the cabinet, took out a Persian conch daisy, and sent it to the dressing table. According to legend, this object was a mutation of the sea conch and was worth ten gold.

The bead curtain collided, and a handmaid who led the way walked quickly: "Lady, Lu Qing is here."

As she was painting her lip makeup, Qian Rui just hummed, indicating that she already knew.

Passing through the yard connected by the corridor, Lu Li walked into the sliding wooden lattice door, and he saw a large screen on which was painted a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water, which seemed to imply something.

Behind the bead curtain, several women were walking faintly, looking very busy.

Obviously, Qian Rui has arranged everything. The little lady in charge of leading the way pointed to the side and said softly: "Langjun, the bath and gargle are in the compartment over there. You go wash first. I'll change into new clothes later when I come out."

Even though he was not drunk, he was still full of alcohol during the banquets that lasted all night. In addition to today's festival, Lu Li felt that it was indeed necessary to take a bath and change into new clothes.

However, he urged: "The official comes by himself, no one needs to serve him."

In this era, it is common for maidservants to help with watering and bathing, so you must say hello in advance.

The little lady was quite surprised. The first time she heard of this request, she said helplessly: "Here."

After a while, the compartment was closed tightly.

There are no showers, no saunas, and no massage jets.

There is a drainage channel and a drainage channel with Yuhu in the middle for people to lie in. Next to it are hangers (strings), bath beans, tooth wood, and tooth powder. Although a little crude, they are better than complete.

Especially bath beans, originally thought to be simple objects made of plant ash and pulp water, but after Lu Li used it, he realized that there were many good things in it, such as flour, bean powder, honey locust, and pearl powder to absorb dirt. Flower juice and spices are used to enhance fragrance.

In addition, the wiping is also very particular. The maidservant prepared two kinds of cloth towels in advance, one for the upper body and the other for the lower body.

For Lu Li, the whole process was quite novel. If he weren't worried about someone suddenly breaking in halfway, he would like to soak in for a while.

"Langjun, open the door."

A timid voice came from outside the door.

Lu Li put down his shirt and said, "What's the matter?"

"The lady ordered me to bring clean clothes."

"come in."

When the words fell, the door was slowly opened, and a young lady stepped in with her new clothes in her arms, her face full of calmness.

"Langjun, do you want a slave to help you pierce your head?"

"No, I'll do it myself."

Xu knew that Lu Li didn't like being served. The maidservant didn't say much, and after putting down her new clothes, she crossed her hands and left.

Round neck robe, waist belt leather belt, six-heeled boots, black moats wrapped around the head, casual and decent.

A refreshed Lu Li walked out of the bath room.

However, the girl Qianrui hadn't finished freshening up yet, and she didn't know how long she would have to wait.

"What are you doing standing stupidly outside, is it because you are afraid that the slave's family will eat you? Come in."

"Help me see how this looks like."

"There are a lot of banquets on the last Yuan Festival. As Lang Jun's female companion, you can't lose dignity, right?"

Hearing this, Lu Li stopped hesitating and walked in quickly.

Yan!

A high-waisted red and black skirt, a small cluster of flowers, narrow sleeves, a splendid half-arm shirt, and two feet like frost——

Girl Qianrui is changing shoes at the moment.

Frankly speaking, this glamorous body is undoubtedly a murderous man's eyeball walking on the street.

But Lu Li wasn't satisfied, he felt too ostentatious, and he stopped talking.

And Miss Qianrui had been observing in secret. Seeing Lu Li frowned, she guessed what he was thinking and asked: "Does Lang Jun have a banquet tonight?"

Lu Li shook his head: "Only tomorrow night's palace banquet cannot be avoided."

"Then what are your plans today?"

"Look all over Chang'an."

Sure enough, I would be wrong.

No, it should be a benefactor who did not play cards according to common sense.

After thinking about it, Qianrui girl smiled and said, "In that case, the slave will change into crisp clothes."

"good."

A smile appeared on Lu Li's face, and he said, "The lady is considerate, so go out and wait..."

"Stay well, for the first time to see a customer who has come to Pingkangfang, who still can't let go."

Amidst the complaints, Miss Qianrui removed her coat and asked the maid to bring over a set of men's clothing.

The head of the black gauze was wrapped in the bun, the round neck was worn and the hip was running, and the flint bag, leather pouch, and meat cutting knife were specially hung up when the belt was tied.

Putting off the gorgeous attire with cascading skirts, and putting on this simple and tough men's suit, Lu Li really feels refreshed.

Of course, no one really thinks of her as a man, because her face has obviously been painted with pink and daisy, her eyebrows are slender, and her vermilion lipstick is just right. Walking on the street, a three-year-old child can see that this is an upside-down. Little girl in clothes.

"So, Lang Jun is satisfied?"

For the previous outfit, Qianrui girl and the maidservants were busy for an hour, but now they changed it directly into this way, which really complied with the sentence: cast your eyes to the blind.

"Satisfied, satisfied."

"When you have eaten Chaoshi, take the lady to the East Market for a stroll."

The silk and satin clothing store, the rouge pollen shop, and the jewelry store ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The above three places have been the favorite places for women to visit since ancient times.

Because of this, after hearing Lu Li's words, Qian Rui smiled and told her maidservant to go to the back kitchen and bring some food.

Lu Li proposed to go directly to the street to eat market delicacies, which is called the Shangyuan Festival, and it is good to have fun with the people.

In this way, the two left the brothel and officially started the trip to Chang'an.

However, Lu Li did not forget that Li Bai and the others, who were so drunk and unconscious, ordered the maidservant to cook sober soup for them, and left a note:

Shangyuan Ankang, meet again tomorrow night in the government affairs office.

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