"If your husband has low back pain, it''s better to move to the boudoir and knock for you?"

    "Later."

    "I''m really a clean shepherd. If you don''t believe me..."

    "Cough, after a while, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

    "Your companions are drunk and have nothing left or right. If you don''t go to the slave and sit down?"

    "Oh, don''t be in a hurry. Let me cultivate for a while."

    “……”

    "It''s getting late. Let''s go and have a rest first. It''s the Shangyuan Festival at dawn. You should keep your energy."

    Qian Rui''s delicate body hangs on Lu Li''s body, but let her exhale like orchid and wink, the honest Lu Li only said:

    Qing is a beautiful woman. However, I have a sore back. I really can''t do what I want. Let''s talk about it later.

    Finally, qianrui girl reluctantly left and looked back step by step. Her eyes were extremely resentful.

    In this regard, Lu Lihui smiled apologetically.

    Without personnel, sorry?

    Got a hidden disease and can''t be humane?

    Qian Rui, who boasted of reading countless people, was so tangled for the first time, but she firmly believed that Lu Li would not despise the dust woman.

    When the beauty was gone, Li Bai, who was staggering, and Chao Heng, who was clasping shoulders with Wang Wei, changed his drunkenness and looked at Lu Li together, as if asking: what''s the matter with you, little brother?

    Only He Jian was really old. He drank a round of wine in xuanyang square in the afternoon and half a bucket of wine later. After leaving the scene of the murder, Jiannan Shaochun and Xinfeng drank one cup after another. He said: there is Tang in Zhaozhao, and Heaven gives all countries.

    Obviously, they are worried about state affairs.

    "It''s getting late. Please step back and have a rest."

    At this time, Lu Li waved his hand and signaled the music prostitutes and dance prostitutes to leave. It was interesting to listen to music and poetry, but freedom was also very good.

    After half a night''s hard work, the little women were really tired. When they saw the benefactor motioning them to leave, they were relieved. After forking their hands and saluting, they withdrew.

    The sound of bead curtain collision gradually disappeared.

    In the room, four men still awake looked at each other silently.

    "Drink?"

    "Yes."

    "Come on."

    Huang liuniang was afraid that Lu Li could not feel her hospitality. She estimated that she moved the wine cellar. The oldest of the eight immortals drank directly and lay beside her talking nonsense.

    At present, there is only one Li Bai who is known as not drunk in a thousand cups, and he is still trying his best to maintain the name of the Eight Immortals in drinking.

    However, Lu Li has secretly made up his mind. Before dawn, he must get the other three drunk and write poetry. He is not as skilled as others, but he is really good at drinking!

    Anyway, he is also a military general who has been on the battlefield. Are you afraid of three literati?

    "Come on, get drunk now."

    The clinking of glasses sounded again.

    Both Jiazhou Fushui and Yicheng Jiuniang are sake, and the degree is really not high. Therefore, Lu Li proposed to drink qidilu wine. This is sorghum wine, which has one characteristic: Great aftereffect.

    Wine Baron, glass cup, wine bottle, altar and bucket have larger and larger capacity

    So far, the test is not only liver function, but also gastric capacity.

    Chao Heng was the first to fall. This international friend was not as good as he Lao, but he knew himself clearly and didn''t drink much before.

    Now I can''t avoid it. I directly reveal my original appearance and sing loudly holding the wine jar.

    Although Lu Li didn''t understand what it meant, it could be concluded that the wanderer who had been in the Tang Dynasty for more than 20 years was homesick.

    Before long, Wang Wei was also unable to drink. He looked for a corner to shrink, his eyes closed, and became a quiet and beautiful man.

    Only Li Bai drank more and more, chanting poems and drinking at the same time. If his face was not getting redder and redder, Lu Li doubted whether he could get drunk before dawn.

    "Brother Taibai, don''t just drink Lu wine. It will taste better if you add some dry wine and wine."

    "Come on, drink!"

    Hearing the speech, Lu Li took the lead in drinking the mixed wine in one gulp, looked at Li Bai with a smile like a nobody.

    Time goes by slowly.

    Four watch one, four watch two... Five watch one, five watch two

    Finally, the immortal Libai in the wine fell before dawn and lost to the mixed wine.

    After Lu left for the toilet, he stood alone at the windowsill and stared at the north.

    The first day of coming to the prosperous Tang Dynasty passed. I was busy and free, and the style I saw was also very novel.

    The sound of dawn rumbles on the sun, and the sound of dusk rumbles on the moon.

    Lu Li had experienced the latter one yesterday. Seven quarters before sunset, the Gong struck three hundred times. Dongshi shops closed and customers went home; At dusk, the street drum was divided into five waves, a total of 800 times. The last drum sounded, and the night just came.

    Next, he will see the most spectacular scene in Chang''an - the bell and drum of the whole city.

    "The view here is not good. Change a place."

    With a whisper, Lu Li jumped out of the window, moved three or four, and jumped directly into the attic where Mingyue lady committed suicide.

    Art experts are bold.

    No matter what evil spirit is, as long as you dare to show your head, you can do it directly.

    This is the foundation developed through several worlds.

    Dong!

    Suddenly, the first morning drum sounded, and Lu Li jumped to another higher attic and looked North at the main gate of Taiji palace——

    Chengtian.

    Due to the barrier of the Imperial City, he could not see the scene of the Forbidden Palace, but a moment later, Hanguang, rosefinch and Anshang, facing pingkang square across the cross street, all of them stepped up the tower and began to beat drums.

    Forbidden Palace, Imperial City, in turn.

    The drums are rhythmic and uniform.

    Then, the drum towers on the North-South streets began to follow up. From the inside out, from north to south, the drums sounded wave after wave, higher than a while, as if urging the sun to rise quickly, and reminding the residents of Chang''an not to sleep in at the same time.

    Work at sunrise, rest at sunset, and be happy between heaven and earth.

    Ancient ancestors were so simple.

    While Lu Li was immersed in this strange atmosphere, the bell exploded in his ear, and the monks of Baotang Temple began to hit the morning bell. In fact, it''s not just this one. Nearly 200 temples, large and small, in Chang''an City hit the bell on time.

    The drums were excited and warm, the bells were deep and far away, and the two were intertwined. Chang''an woke up.

    The palace gate, the imperial city gate, and the square doors of each square are opened in order to welcome the rising sun from the eastern sky.

    The drumming was not continuous. It was divided into four waves, totaling 3000 times. Usually, people who stayed in bed didn''t get up until the end of the five drums. They cleaned up their tired faces, staggered out to buy Hu cakes and soup. When they had enough to eat and drink, they left their food money, burped and began to busy with their work.

    But today is different. The Shangyuan Festival officially began for three consecutive days and nights. There is no curfew or Jin Wuwei. You can go in and out freely at 108 square of Chang''an and watch the lights at will, including the imperial palace.

    As soon as they heard the drums, the children in the main corner rushed out of the house first. They couldn''t wait for the night market to open only once a year. Now they have to play around together and be happier than the new year.

    From now on, lanterns, elephants, rhinoceros, operas and popular entertainment activities on the market have been staged one after another.

    From now on, princes and nobles, Qianshou people, Taoists and monks, excellent prostitutes, geisha and good family women can enjoy themselves in the streets, forget all unhappiness and enjoy the freedom and Carnival brought by the festival.

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