Traveling to Tang Dynasty

The dining beds in the hall are arranged in an arc, the middle is empty, and there are guzheng instruments on the left and right sides of the middle. It can be seen that the middle is the stage of the Tang version. Six gauze lamps are placed around the stage, which must add a little more charm when the women dance.

The ancients were very good at playing, counted the total of eighteen dining beds in the house, found one that no one was and sat on it, took off the rabbit skin coat and shoes and lay on the bed like this, comfortable~ Didn't you say that there were already stools in the Tang Dynasty, hurry up and popularize it, kneeling and sitting is too torturous.

Knock knock knock

.... A woman who came down from the upper floor, who looked to be about 25 years old, was wearing a light blue skirt and had a good face. Strange, the woman walked briskly towards Qianyuan at this time, but there was no sound, but there was a little bit of dusty feeling. Approaching the front of the body, the right hand is outside, the left hand is inside, the hands are interlocked, moved to the chest, the head is slightly bowed, and the knees are curtsied. "I've seen Childe, Childe Wanfu." "

Look at this young master Wang again, grunt, swallowed saliva. Hurriedly got up, made a handprint of the Hao Fireball Technique, leaned over slightly, and returned the embarrassment to the other party. "I've seen the girl. "He didn't mean it, he really wouldn't.

Brother Yuan thought to himself, this woman is so beautiful, the second floor of our house is of this standard? Hey, hey, hey,

At this time, the woman opposite was also secretly thinking in her heart, what was this kid rubbing in his hand just now? He just called me a girl, hehehehehe.

"I don't want the son to call it that, the concubine Liu Ying is the bustard mother of this Mingyue Building, the son is here early, I am afraid that the son will be bored, why don't the slave family call the singer for the son, how about playing a song?"

"Good!".

This is the old bustard! It's not quite the same TV series I watched. But this one is better, this one is better.

The little guy brought dried fruits and nuts, and picked a walnut for 1,000 yuan and threw it in his mouth, fragrant~ The walnuts that have not been fried have a fragrance and a general flavor when eaten.

It's knock

again, a woman down, presumably this is a singer, but isn't it a little younger at this age, looking about 15 years old. He walked to the center and knelt beside the instrument, his fingers plucking the strings, and the sound of the instrument was long.

At the beginning, Wang Qianyuan, who was not interested in such an age, listened carefully, this ~ has a little bit of the charm of mountains and rivers, elegant! I closed my eyes again. Hmm~ It seems to have entered the clouds, and I have seen the small bridge and flowing water.

Leaning on the edge of the dining bed, his eyes slightly closed, Qianyuan enjoyed the comfort of the moment. Rhythm soothes people's emotions and relaxes people's nerves. As soon as the man relaxed..... It's easy to fall asleep, especially if you're excited all night and wake up too early.

I don't know how long it was, I was woken up by a loud noise, I slept so comfortably, I came to Datang for so long, this is the first time I slept so well. Huh, what about the singer?

Suddenly, I heard a voice coming from the staircase, which attracted the attention of Qianyuan. "Please, Brother Lu, Brother Li, please. Or Brother Tang first..."A voice of humility came. Soon, five or six people came up, and when they saw that Qianyuan was already sitting there, everyone hugged their fists and saluted Qianyuan. Qianyuan also hurriedly put on his shoes and got up, and quickly sealed....

Everyone sat down next to Qianyuan in turn, and a small servant came in to bring tea, pour water, light the lamp, and hand over the wine. In the room on the second floor, the guests pushed their glasses and changed their lamps, and the sound of conversation and laughter continued. It's as if a black and white picture scroll has been painted with color.

At this time, Liu Ying walked over, squatted slightly with her legs and gave a salute: "Tell the prince that the concubine has been punished like a dream, and he didn't dare to disturb when he saw that the son was asleep." "

After trying to understand, Qianyuan could roughly guess that he should be asleep, and the singer was angry and left, so he opened his mouth to explain for the singer: "The dream girl has an extraordinary rhythm, she must have seen me tired, and sent me to sleep to replenish my soul." After speaking, he took out a gold particle from his bosom and slapped it on the table. is the so-called sedan chair person carrying people, not to mention that this one is so generous. Aunt Liu smiled even more, and bowed down again: "The concubine is like a dream to thank the son." "

Before I knew it, the guests arrived one after another, and the bustard mother Liu Ying walked to the center to thank the guests. After that, the bustard's mother called the prostitutes on the third floor and performed on stage, and for a while, the second floor was not lively, and all the talented people gave poems and favorite women. Those who really can't do it can only give some money, and the result is the shame of paying the money, and the face of the person who receives the money is not complaining. Look at what other people's businesses are doing!

So what is Brother Yuan doing at this time, he is sitting on a dining bed with the bustard's mother chatting, he was full of anticipation, thinking about the beauty on the third floor, but who knew that it was a little girl, and he was suddenly interested.

What kind of place is that Qinglou? That's the ancient people who had fun, the rules of the Qinglou are that you must not let the guests lose their interest, this is not~ Seeing the lack of interest of Wang Da Tuhao, the bustard's mother came up with an expression of I still have good goods.

Qianyuan has been eaten and seen, not to mention these tablets on the third floor, even the one in front of him can do it....... Alas, I went, I didn't expect this bustard mother to be so material, and the ancient skirt was too much to cover the figure.