Look at the sky, it's still early, the military camp is in chaos now, and there is nothing to do when you return to your station. Now there is martial law everywhere, and you can't go out. The two of them have to sit here, talking nonsense.
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Xiaodong has a typical mentality of a commoner, with some low self-esteem and a little cunning. Many anecdotes and strange things including gossip came out of his mouth, which also gave Xiao Han a deeper understanding of the world. He is a person of flesh and blood.
The plump Tang Dynasty seemed to slowly include Xiao Han, an outsider, and become a part of it.
At the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the sun was very poisonous, but the wind was very cool. The two lazy people just sat on the big willow tree nearby, and half a day passed. Listening to the chirping of cicadas, the two half-year-old boys were bored.
The conversation lasted until evening.
When it was time to eat, the military camp slowly became lively. Many soldiers appeared out of nowhere and rushed towards the meal with bowls the size of human heads. Naturally, Xiao Han was not in a hurry. Today
Brother, I need to go eat something good! But why hasn’t this damn person come yet?
Just as he complained in his heart, a young man dressed as a soldier appeared in front of Xiao Han and presented the invitation with complimentary hands.
Since he and Xue Shou had agreed long ago, the greeting invitation was just a formality. Xiao Han took it casually and handed it to Xiaodong's hand without even looking at it.
"Okay, wait for me here for a while, I'll go change clothes..."
After that, Xiaodong and the young soldiers were asked to wait outside while Xiao Han quickly rushed back to Xiaodong's tent and secretly put on the starched and white robe that he had stolen from Old Man Hua.
He dressed himself up carefully, without a mirror, combed his hair in front of a basin of water, and then used a wooden hairpin to temporarily fix his hair. Although a few strands of hair escaped, this was what he had done these days.
The best one I’ve ever made.
He grinned at the slightly ordinary face in the basin, and a layer of fine ripples suddenly appeared on the water. The face reflected in the basin was immediately impossible to see. This damn broken copper basin...
Reaching out to stir the basin of water, Xiao Han happily rushed out of the tent and called Xiaodong to join him for a big meal. Unexpectedly, Xiaodong, who had been chatting and laughing just now, changed his face and refused to go even if he grabbed the tent and beat him to death.
Xiao Han is going to kill him!
Xiaodong is not stupid either. When someone invites Xiao Han, what is he, a little follower, doing? Being a decoration? Besides, his identity does not allow him to eat with those people, so he lies in the tent and does not let go no matter what Xiao Han calls him!
There was no other way, so Xiao Han had to go alone.
As for Old Man Hua, who even had his clothes stolen from the bottom of the box, he was immersed in writing a letter in his tent. Xiao Han took a peek, and he was full of posture, as if he was always greeting heroes from all over the mountains!
Letters were sent out from the tent in an endless stream. The old man was announcing his and Xiao Han's thoughts to his friends in Xinglin and inviting them to come to Chang'an to get together! As for Xiao Han's invitation to go with him,
He only answered one word, get out!
Ever since, Mr. Xiao Da went to the banquet completely alone...
The soldier who came to pick up Xiao Han was young, polite, and looked like a scholar. He even spoke in a low voice, which made Xiao Han, who was used to seeing rough-voiced soldiers in the past two days, feel a little uncomfortable.
adapt!
"Xue Shou is also strange. No wonder he has never brought any personal soldiers. If all his personal soldiers are like this, it is better not to bring any. If there is a fight, I don't know whether he will save Xue Shou or Xue Shou will save him..."
The poor soldier didn't know that Xiao Han had turned him into a third-class cripple, and he didn't know why he had to invite this ordinary soldier with a greeting card. But this was what the master said, even though he had doubts.
Lead the way for Xiao Han conscientiously.
"Mr. Xiao, please go this way..."
"Mr. Xiao, please come with me..."
"Xiao..."
"Okay, okay, stop Xiao! I'll just follow you! You're not a three-year-old child, you can't kill me!" Xiao Han was annoyed and a little angry.
"Mr. Xiao..."
"I said, stop shouting!!! Plop..."
"There is a trap, Mr. Xiao..." the soldier shouted weakly.
Xiao Han lay on the ground and tried to get up. Fortunately, the hole was not deep and he only fell down.
Xiao Han got up from the ground and slapped the ashes on his body. He now strongly suspected that this soldier had a grudge against him!
The innocent soldier opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he saw Xiao Han's eyes were very unkind and suspected of wanting to beat him up, he immediately shut up and honestly led the way...
"It's finally quiet..." Xiao Han sighed and limped along.
As he walked through the camp gates one after another and watched the heavily guarded gates being opened one by one, Xiao Han sighed deeply. The law was indeed prepared for white-bodied soldiers like them. For the upper-class people, it was nothing more than a blank piece of paper...
Xiao Han didn't know much about banquets attended by the ancients, but in fact they were very particular. The more formal the banquet, the more rules there were. Fortunately, most of the people attending the banquet this time were military men.
Chai Shao and Zhang Qiang are among them. It is estimated that these warriors and reckless men don't pay much attention to etiquette. This just suits Xiao Han's intention. He really doesn't understand any rules...
I don’t know how many streets I walked through with the soldiers. The streets were not as lively as the capital at all, but deserted. There were not many pedestrians, let alone the little lady next door, the young lady next door thirty years ago.
There is indeed...
After being looked down upon several times, the disappointed Xiao Han could only concentrate on looking at the scenery of the ancient capital. Unexpectedly, the soldiers in front stopped before he could take a few glances at the scenery.
"arrive?"
Xiao Han stopped and looked up curiously.
In front of him, a wooden restaurant with a height of four or five floors was standing tall in front of him.
The carved stone steps, the intricately carved wooden doors, and the rimmed wine flags fluttering in the wind all declare its nobility. Looking forward, it seems that even the restaurant's signboard is decorated with gold.
Done!
Baihua Pavilion, three big characters sparkled in Xiao Han's eyes. This name is good, really good! It sounds like...
The accompanying guard looked at Xiao Han in surprise, who was about to drool. After thinking for a long time, he finally mustered up the courage to interrupt the distinguished guest's daydream: "Mr. Xiao?"
"Ah? What happened again?" Xiao Han was startled and quickly lifted up his sleeves and wiped the corners of his mouth: "What happened?"
"Well, it's okay. My master is waiting for you in the Lotus Pavilion upstairs. Since I am of low status, it is inconvenient for me to go up. Brother Xiao Han, please go in by yourself..."
"Lotus Pavilion? Watery Yanghua? So sentimental... bah bah bah..."
Facts have proved that in the mouths of dirty people, the most beautiful things seem to have a hint of obscenity. Under the influence of domestic films about love or love, Xiao Han, an outstanding time-travelling young man, thought of "Yihongyuan" when he saw a restaurant.
You really can’t blame him, that’s how costume dramas are done!
After taking two deep breaths and suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Xiao Han stepped into this magnificent door.
Stepping into the gate, Xiao Han immediately felt like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and everything she looked at was strange!
Inside the gate, the spacious lobby seems to have a subtle sandalwood scent floating in it. If you smell it carefully, it disappears. Looking around, you can see the antique beams, the high hanging gilt lamp holders, and the tall
The counter is very novel to Xiao Han.
In the lobby, the tables, chairs and benches we often see are not placed. Instead, like the Japanese, there are low mats, several low mats connected together, and guests sitting behind them, all wearing the same clothes.
The silk and satin are very gorgeous. Compared with them, Xiao Han's old robe is as shabby as a beggar.
As the saying goes, people should look at others first. Before Xiao Han could feel it, a fat man sitting near the door glanced at the new Xiao Han, squinting his small mung bean eyes and chuckled, with a look of disdain on his face.
He didn't know what he was talking about with the people at the same table. For a moment, everyone in his circle burst into laughter...
Xiao Han naturally knew that they were laughing at him. He had heard this laughter so much in his previous life that he had become immune! But fortunately, it was a high-end restaurant and the waiter was quite good. He didn’t look down on others. When he saw Xiao Han
When Han entered the door, a man in a green shirt, a hat and a white towel on his shoulders rushed to greet him and asked with a smile: "There are distinguished guests here, how many are there?"
Xiao Han was not in a hurry to talk. He gave the fat man a hard look first. From his clothes, he couldn't tell what he was. He could only tell that he was quite rich, because he only had several jade pendants hanging on his waist.
Well, he wanted this thing too, because he had seen Xue Shou and failed. He remembered that when he went back and told Old Man Hua, Old Man Hua almost kicked his prodigal apprentice to death.
You're a prodigal? How many copper coins does a jade pendant cost? How many herbs can you buy? You have a lot of soldiers. Will you die if you buy that stuff?
But even though this guy seemed to be rich, Xiao Han didn't frown. When were barefoot people more afraid of people wearing shoes? It's just that he came to the banquet today, not to fight. I'll bear with him for now!
After walking a few steps to avoid the fat man, Xiao Han tried his best to pretend to be a regular visitor and said to the waiter: "Come to the banquet, a table reserved by a friend!"
"Oh, which room may I ask? I can lead the guests over." The waiter followed Xiao Han step by step, still smiling, as if it was his natural expression. At first glance, he was very enthusiastic, but after a closer look, he seemed to be a little shy.
He felt angry, and there didn't seem to be any fluctuation in his smile.
This made Xiao Han look at him strangely, thinking that more than a thousand years ago, the hotel was managed with a smile?
"Please tell me the name of the room, so I can guide the guests there..." Seeing that Xiao Han didn't answer, the waiter repeated it very politely. His smile, tone, and even his eyes did not change. He was like a robot. Xiao Han looked at him more and more.
of surprise.
But surprise is surprise, there are many strange people in this world, and no matter how strange this person is, he is just a waiter in a shop.
Thinking of this, Xiao Han stopped looking at the waiter and looked around. He didn't find any room with a name on it. It was probably upstairs! After thinking about what the talkative soldier said, Xiao Han scratched his head.
Scratching his head, he replied: "Oh, the room I booked, um, it seems to be called Lotus Pond?"
