People in the Tang Dynasty were heroic and especially good at drinking.
The juxtaposition of poetry and wine shows the elegance.
Regardless of whether they are nobles, nobles, ministers or talented scholars, as long as their financial conditions permit, they rarely go to restaurants and other places when they want to drink. They are always willing to invite one or two close friends and three or five friends to find a brothel and have a good time.
Drinking wine, talking about poetry, and the nephrite in my arms is warm and fragrant when I am drunk. At this point in my life, what more can I ask for?
This is a state, but also a pursuit...
Fang Jun was "carried" by his eldest brother Fang Yizhi to the banquet place. When he got off the carriage, he looked up and saw the plaque on the door, and felt a sigh in his heart.
Zuixian Tower...
As I walked around, I seemed to have a secret fate with this brothel, one of the best in Chang'an City - I wonder if the owner of this brothel was in conflict with me? It seemed that as long as I came here, nothing good would happen.
From the bottom of his heart, Fang Jun still has high expectations for such a popular land.
Although he is afraid of contracting some "hidden disease", how can a man not yearn for such a world?
Even if you don't dare to go into battle with a sword, shoes, and a gun, it is still a good thing to just drink flower wine, listen to a tune, and chat about life and ideals with that innocent man who is as green as green onions...
When the young man who was waiting for guests downstairs saw the luxurious carriage, he immediately rushed up to greet him. When he saw Fang Yi getting out of the carriage, this young man was also used to this scene. He immediately bent down to salute and sang a song.
Fei Nuo: "Welcome to the Fang family!"
Fang Yizhi nodded slightly.
Just as the boy was about to get up, he saw the curtain of the carriage was opened and another person jumped out. He quickly sang the promise again: "Welcome... uh... uh..." He suddenly stopped like a duck being strangled by the neck.
end.
It's not that he doesn't understand the rules, it's just that Fang Erlang in front of him puts too much pressure on him...
The battle with King Li You of Qi a few months ago had already spread to the capital. Rumors such as "Fang Erlang single-handedly challenged the heroes" and "Leng Bang Chui caused a disturbance in Zuixian Tower" have even been made into jokes by storytellers and spread in the market.
It is widely circulated among them.
The consequence of that incident was that the boss of Zuixianlou was scolded by several important ministers and princes, and was also severely fined a sum of money...
The name "Fang Erlang" is notorious in the eyes of everyone in Zuixianlou, and they are afraid to avoid it.
Fang Jun jumped out of the carriage, frowned at the young man who was halfway through singing his promise, and said displeasedly: "What's the matter, you're not welcome?"
The boy was startled, and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "How could it be possible... Erlang, you are so welcome to come, our Zuixian Building will be full of glory, haha, haha..."
She sounds nice on her lips, but in fact she is almost scolding her in her heart.
This man is not a good person either. He has a bad temper and is extremely courageous. His Royal Highness the Prince dares to use a hammer. If he doesn't like anyone in the building today, wouldn't it be necessary to stage a drama?
A good show?
But he doesn't have the guts to turn Fang Jun away. How can a shop owner choose customers? After all, even if he chooses, he doesn't dare to choose this person. If he gets angry, he might be able to smash it on the spot.
Got the signboard of Zuixian Tower...
Fang Jun looked at the troubled boy and knew that he was probably on the blacklist of Zuixianlou. As long as he could enter this shop, he would definitely be given "special attention". He smiled and waved his hands behind his back.
Following Fang Yizhi, he walked through the gate with great swagger.
As usual, the lobby is filled with orioles and swallows, colorful and fragrant aroma makes people feel dizzy.
As soon as Fang Jun entered the lobby, the originally chattering voices suddenly fell silent.
There is no way, Fang Erlang's glorious history is still vivid in our minds, his reputation is too great...
The smile on the well-maintained face of the old bustard who still retains his charm is a little stiff, and he feels a little scared. Today, there are many dandies and celebrities gathering in Zuixian Tower. What if this guy goes crazy again...
I was worried about myself when a deep voice suddenly came from my ears: "I wonder if Miss Lixue is still there listening to the Snow Pavilion?"
The madam looked up and saw that Fang Jun had walked up to her at some point. She was startled and took a step back hastily, as if she was afraid that Fang Jun would eat her in one bite... Following her movements, a wave of waves surged in her chest.
Very spectacular.
After calming down, the madam forced a smile: "Haha, Erlang knows, but Miss Lixue has become a good person..."
Have you become a good person?
Fang Jun clicked his tongue and sighed: "I miss the old relationship the most. As the saying goes, the clothes are not as good as the newlyweds. I remember that Miss Lixue seemed to be a little unkind to Fang. She still wanted to get close to me, but it's a pity... But...
Speaking of which, Miss Lixue went to the county government office that day to confirm that a certain person had beaten His Highness Prince Qi. I don’t know if it was her true intention, or she was coerced by this Zuixianlou?"
The old bustard was almost frightened to death. If the devil identified this as the Zuixian Tower and asked Lixue to testify... would the Zuixian Tower be demolished?
If he could do such a bold thing as beating the King of Qi, would the little Zuixianlou put him in his eyes?
She was anxiously thinking about how to explain, but unexpectedly, after Fang Jun asked this question, Shi Shiran had already gone upstairs. She breathed a sigh of relief, thought about it, pulled a boy over, and whispered.
How could Fang Jun be at odds with Zuixianlou? It’s not like he had nothing to do.
Although he was very unhappy with what that girl Lixue did at the time, he didn't pay much attention to it. It's understandable that a girl who has fallen into prostitution would want to seize a God-given opportunity to catch a golden son-in-law like King Qi Li You.
Following Fang Yi, he went straight to the private room on the second floor. As soon as he opened the door, the melodious sound of silk and bamboo could be heard.
There were soft tables placed in circles in the box, and there were a dazzling array of fine wines and delicacies on the tables. In the middle, a group of singers in colorful clothes and sleeves were dancing to the music.
The clothes are fluttering, the bare feet are slender, the waist is like a willow, and the dance steps are as bright as the snow. The spring scenery suddenly breaks out, and a sense of luxury blows towards the face.
The splendid Tang Dynasty, which was fierce and powerful, also had a depravity that was enough to ecstasy...
"Oh, why is Fang Dalang so late? I have been waiting for a long time. Needless to say, I will punish myself with three drinks!"
As soon as they entered the house, just as the singing and dancing ended, someone said loudly.
Fang Yizhi was a gentleman, so he did not shirk after hearing this. He took Fang Jun to find a vacant low table and sat cross-legged on the couch. A singer came over and filled up the wine. Fang Yizhi raised his glass and apologized.
He smiled and said, "I'm tired of waiting for so long. It's really my fault. Please drink!"
He drank it all in one go and drank three glasses in a row.
The atmosphere suddenly became lively.
Fang Jun looked at the cheap brother with some surprise. This guy was very boring and coquettish all day long. He sat up straight and never smiled. He thought he had extravagance and social phobia, but unexpectedly he was able to handle such situations with ease.
"What an honor it is that Erlang Fang is also sitting at the table with me! But I wonder if other than "The Charcoal Seller", other masterpieces have come out? Wouldn't it be nice to have them out for us to enjoy with our wine?"
As soon as the show started, someone pointed the finger at Fang Jun in a strange way.
Although I know that this is an inevitable situation, if a guy who is "quick and ignorant" will be invited by this group of guys who claim to be well-educated, can there be any good things? But such a bright and clear battle still makes people feel uncomfortable.
Fang Jun was quite unhappy.
If you didn't eat a bite of the food or drink a glass of wine, wouldn't it be a bit rude?