He was groggy, his head felt painful and numb as if someone had hammered him. Before he could even open his eyes, Li Shan knew that he was drunk.
When was the last time you drank like this?
It seems that when I went to the hospital for an internship, I met a cute little nurse... Before I could do anything, she was hooked up by a bastard who was an intern at the same time, and then I bought two bottles of Niulanshan that night...
Forget it, just the appearance in his previous life... Li Shanqing couldn't help but touch her cheek.
After lying on the bed for a while, Li Shancai gradually recalled that he went to Li's house today to thank Mr. Li and his wife, and then a group of bastards surrounded him to Dongshan Restaurant, and then he drank hard!
It would be fine if it was Sanlejiang, but those guys actually drank Yuhuchun... Li Shan was thinking at that time, this is called, you will not survive if you do it yourself!
Drunk, a group of people gathered around him and came to Pingkangfang again... This time Li Shanxue behaved, and fell unconscious not long after, and has been sleeping until now.
"Li Langjun is awake." The maid standing by the bed came up to serve him, respectfully and affectionately.
"Where are the others?" Li Shan yawned, "What time is it?"
"Several gentlemen are enjoying the dance in the small courtyard. It's past the time of Xu."
"It's already curfew." Li Shan stood up slowly and cursed: "You're lying drunk in the flowers and you don't even go home!"
The maid smiled sweetly and said: "Now Pingkangfang is full of flowers, indeed they are bushes."
Li Shan sighed. Ever since he said the sentence last year, "The spring breeze is so proud of the horse's hooves that I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day" and then wrote several famous poems in Pingkangfang that have been passed down to future generations, the so-called Pingkangfang... has become more common.
There are countless famous prostitutes named after flowers.
Even when he comes to Pingkangfang, he is jokingly called drinking flower wine. Li Shanzhen is dumbfounded. Is this how the so-called flower wine comes from?
After wiping his face, Li Shan went out boredly and strolled into the small courtyard. He saw a girl dancing under a plum blossom tree, her clothes and belt fluttering, her dancing posture elegant, which attracted cheers from everyone around her.
The dim lights on the surrounding corridors, the bright moonlight in the courtyard, and the occasionally falling plum blossom petals further highlighted the dancing posture of the whirling girl. When Li Shan looked closely, she looked like a bearded girl, no wonder whirling.
"Huairen is awake." Yang Siyi patted the couch next to him, "I have been sleeping until now. I pity the dancing girls..."
"Dancing?" Li Shan sat down and looked around. In addition to Yang Siyi, there were also Gao Jixi, Fang Yizhi, Li Zhaode, Zhang Wenguan and others... that was all. Li Zhaode was quite courageous, and he actually dared to stay up late at night.
Suping Kangfang.
Fang Yizhi explained: "Today Huairen came to Pingkangfang, and all the famous flowers in the place gathered together to perform a dance, hoping that Huairen would give poems."
Yes, I was the one who threw the blame last year... It was also instigated by these guys last year. After Li Shan wrote the song "Only peonies are the true national color, and the flowers bloom in the capital," the famous prostitute named Peony became famous.
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When the music stopped, the dancing Hu girl put her hands on her lower abdomen and prostrated herself to the ground, but raised her neck high and stared at Li Shan.
Zhang Wenguan put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Brother Huairen will think about it for a day, and there will be a new work!"
"Just about to listen."
Li Shan turned his head and saw a strange young man speaking. Yang Siyi introduced: "This is Chen Xuande, the second son of Jiang Guogong. He only entered Beijing at the end of last year and is already a frequent visitor to Pingkangfang."
Among the ministers and assistants, the one who was most friendly to Li Shan was Jiang Guogong Chen Shuda. Li Shan exchanged a few pleasantries and said with a smile: "Jiang Guogong is elegant and clear, and his writing is brilliant..."
"Huairen, there is no need to say more." Chen Xuande said with a bitter look on his face, "Today the whole place danced, it was a great event, so I missed the curfew... I am afraid of being scolded by my father tomorrow. If I get Huairen's new work, I think I will not be able to escape this disaster.
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One hundred and eight squares in Chang'an have a night curfew, and only Pingkang Square does not have a curfew.
Li Shan was stunned and turned around to look. Fang Yizhi, Li Zhaode, Wang Renbiao, and Yang Siyi either had bitter expressions on their faces or nodded repeatedly... Only Zhang Wenguan had an indifferent expression. His parents are not in Chang'an now, and no one cares about him.
Li Zhaode rolled his eyes, "Today is a grand event. We are looking forward to Brother Huairen's new work, so I am late. I think the elders can also be relieved."
Yang Siyi laughed and said: "Brother Huairen has been thinking about it for a long time until nightfall before he can complete the poem..."
What do these guys mean?
I cover my head and sleep until the moon reaches the zenith, can this pot still fall on me?
"Huairen, if there is no new work..." Fang Yizhi held Li Shan's left hand, "I'm afraid that on the day of leaving Beijing, I won't be able to go to Baqiao to see him off."
"..."
Yang Siyi held Li Shan's right hand and said, "Brother Yi Zhi means that he will definitely be injured on the bed and it will be difficult to get up."
Li Shan lamented that he had made a careless friend, and turned to look at Hu Nu, who was still worshiping in front of her. She had a tall figure, round curves, and fair skin that seemed to reflect the moonlight.
There were many poems praising plum blossoms in ancient times, but Li Shan still thought about it for a long time, and then slowly said: "All the fragrances are swaying and blooming alone, taking up the charm of the small garden. The sparse shadows are slanting across the water, the water is clear, and the fragrance is faint.
Floating Moon Dusk.”
After being quiet for a moment, Chen Xuande sighed: "Although there is not a single word "plum" in the poem, the scenery of plum blossom is written all over."
"All the flowers are falling and Xuanyan is alone..." Yang Siyi shook his head and said: "That's exactly what happened today."
Wang Renbiao nodded and said: "The dark fragrance floats in the moonlit dusk... It seems inconsistent, but in fact it coincides."
Chen Xuande stared at Li Shan with envy and jealousy, "Such a poetic talent is given to me by God!"
Well, this idea was originally invented by Li Shan, and then it spread... It's really a gift from heaven!
As soon as the poem was completed, it was circulated inside and outside the courtyard, and soon spread throughout Pingkangfang. This Hu girl became the luckiest girl tonight, and from tomorrow there will be another celebrity in Pingkangfang.
But Li Shan, who was still a little dizzy, suddenly reacted and grabbed Zhang Wenguan by the collar, "Tomorrow, tomorrow..."
"Brother Huairen?"
"Tomorrow!" Li Shan growled: "Tomorrow I will pay a visit to the Cui Mansion!"
Zhang Wenguan was startled and laughed a few times, "My uncle will not blame you for your romantic and elegant affairs."
You're talking lightly. The future son-in-law paid his first visit after getting engaged. The day before, he actually went to the most famous red light district in the world to fight all night long and even created a celebrity with his own hands... Even the average father-in-law couldn't bear it!
What's more, Cui Xin is a maniac about doting on girls!
After barely sleeping for a while and being very nervous until the next day, Li Shan took Zhang Wenguan back to Sun Moon Lake and went to Cui Mansion carrying the gifts he had prepared in advance.
As soon as he entered the door, Li Shan had the urge to move his feet outside the threshold. Cui Xin, who had just left the office, looked gloomy and said slowly: "The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight dusk."
"It was so wonderful that it spread all over Chang'an within half a day."
Li Shan bowed solemnly and said seriously: "Yesterday, I accidentally drank alcohol at noon. I got together with friends at Dongshan Restaurant. I was drunk by all my friends and fell asleep all night. Because it was difficult to travel under the curfew, I had to stay in Pingkangfang. During this period, I made a new work
There is nothing else like this poem."
Cui Xin sneered and said: "How can you stay overnight in Pingkangfang when you are drunk in Dongshan Restaurant?"
Li Shan said sincerely: "Only after I woke up did I realize that it was Zhigui who had brought my nephew there."
Zhang Wenguan on the side was stunned, Brother Huai, you are really a dog, no wonder you didn’t let me leave as soon as I left Pingkangfang... just for this moment, right?!