The dancing Hu Ji walked out of the restaurant in her best clothes. Zhao Lu was not interested in asking Li Siye about the cake anymore and directly turned his attention to Hu Ji, who had multiple braids and a red pleated skirt.
Hu Ji walked quietly to the wooden platform in the corner of the wine shop, which was covered with a Persian blanket. She had silver rings and bells on her fair feet, and her skirt was also covered with silver ornaments.
A Hu musician sat on a Hu stool holding a pipa, plucked the strings and started playing. Hu Ji stepped on the blanket with her bare feet, her arms gently swayed, and her body began to turn and dance, and the bells made a tinkling sound that matched the sound of the pipa.
The sounds intertwined together, and the hanging skirts flew upwards with the dance.
The drinkers first applauded, and then they held the wine glasses and tapped the time. Li Siye was immersed in this exotic music, holding his chin in his hand and quietly admiring Orchid's graceful dance.
The sun was setting outside the window, and it was almost dusk. The flow of people on the streets of the West City gradually increased, and two more groups of customers came to the wine shop. Among the guests present were traveling scholars and working officials. After a busy day, they came to the wine shop
Relax and enjoy your drink.
After sunset, before the drum beats the curfew, it is the most prosperous moment in the West Market. Li Siye thought to himself that the lifestyle of the Tang people is not much different from that of modern people. The students and officials went to the wine shops late at night to drink and enjoy music and dance, and white-collar workers The feeling when you go to a bar to relax after get off work should be similar.
At this time, several warriors came in from outside the wine shop. They were wearing white and slightly yellow robes with cut-off crotches, and they all wore horizontal knives at their waists. The two leaders were fat and the other thin, and their robes were on the left. The four or five people behind them were all on the right.
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Li Siye just turned his head and glanced at a few people. He felt that one of the fat men looked familiar, but he didn't pay much attention.
The warriors sat in the middle seats without making any noise to disturb everyone's interest. Even when the fat man called Dr. Jiu, he just raised his fingers and said nothing.
After they took their seats, they began to enjoy the dance of Orchid. The fat man shook his head gently in sync with the rhythm of Orchid's dance.
After Dr. Jiu poured the wine, the warriors clinked their wine bowls and drank heavily. After putting down their wine bowls, the fat man turned his head and accidentally saw Li Siye in the corner.
A smile oozed from the corners of the fat man's lips, and he whispered into the thin man's ear. The two of them walked straight towards Li Siye's table, carrying wine bowls and bar stools.
Li Siye looked up in surprise, and Zhang Xiaojing clenched the wine bowl in his hand warily.
The fat man is dressed as a barbarian, without wearing a turban, and his hair is divided into several bunches and tied behind his head. The thin man wears a turban, but his beard is tied up with silk threads like a barbarian.
They put down their stools and held wine bowls with both hands. The fat man smiled at Li Siye and said, "This gentleman, we have met before."
Li Siye thought about it and couldn't remember where he had seen this person before. He shook his head in surprise and said he had no memory.
The fat man didn't take it seriously and continued to say with a smile: "I was escorted to Beijing a few days ago. When I was passing by Tonghuafang, I saw a man doing business. He was fighting with his bare hands. He was surrounded by dozens of men, but he was able to beat them all.
Come on, that should be you."
Li Siye remembered what happened to him when he had just traveled through time and space. At that time, there were several soldiers escorting a barbarian passing by on Zhuque Street. He really didn't pay much attention to it because everything at that time was too big for him.
All are strange and novel.
He picked up the wine bowl, held it in front of his face with both hands, and said, "Nice to meet you. I'm Li Siye, and I don't know how to name you."
The fat man touched the wine bowl with Li Siye, brought it to his lips and took a sip before saying: "A certain person from the Turkic people is Pinglu's attack envoy An Lushan."
Li Siye was holding the wine bowl and had just taken half a sip when he suddenly choked and squirted out half the sip of wine, spraying the left hem of An Lushan's clothes across from him with wine.
Li Siye waved his hand and apologized: "Sorry, I choked on my drink."
The thin man had an angry look on his face and a hint of suspicion. An Lushan held his shoulders, raised his hands to Li Siye and others and said with a smile:
"It doesn't matter. I have a broad mind and trivial matters are not worth mentioning."
Zhang Xiaojing stood nearby and felt that the atmosphere was a bit unusual, so he quickly said to the two of them: "Two of you, please take a seat quickly."
An Lushan pointed at the thin man beside him and said: "This is my sworn brother, Shi Zuqian from the Sogdian tribe. Oh, now he has been given a new name by the saint, Shi Siming."
Zhao Lu sat aside and was in awe. He didn't expect that he could meet such an important official while drinking in the West Market. He felt in his heart that Li Siye was very lucky. If he was chosen by these two generals, he would go to Pinglu.
You have made great achievements on the front line, but are you worried about getting promoted and making a fortune in the future?
Zhang Xiaojing was also sincerely happy for Li Siye. After all, joining the army to serve on the battlefield was the right path, and it was always more promising than opening a business in Chang'an West Market.
Li Siye's heart was indeed stirred up. The two people in front of him were so damn famous. They influenced history as typical villains. After the separatist rule of the Tang Dynasty, the Song Dynasty in the future overcorrected and turned from an extrovert to an introvert.
He suppressed the surprise in his heart, and extended his hand to introduce calmly: "These two are my friends, Zhang Xiaojing, a bad handsome man from Wannian County, Chang'an, and Zhao Lu, a bad guy."
An and Shi made a solemn fist hug to Zhang Xiaojing, but faced the unattractive Zhao Lu, they just made a gesture with both hands. Zhang Xiaojing returned the greeting indifferently, and Zhao Lu bowed with a smile and bowed repeatedly.
Li Siye knew clearly in his heart that when looking at people, one should start with the details. An Lushan was smooth on the surface, but in fact he was cold and utilitarian, just like that mean god who didn't talk to mortals. These two people looked down on the villains in the market, didn't they know that they would
He made his fortune in the marketplace.
"The last time I saw the general, he seemed to have been escorted to Beijing. Now it seems that the danger has been averted."
An Lushan smiled happily and said: "What brother Siye said is true. When I was conquering the Xi tribe in Pinglu, I underestimated the enemy and rushed in. After being defeated, I should be killed according to the law. My foster father sent someone to escort me to the capital. I didn't expect that I was able to turn the danger into safety."
, it’s really the saint who shows mercy.”
After he finished speaking, he faced the direction of Daming Palace and solemnly made a cross-hand salute.
Li Siye became even more curious about An Lushan. He wanted to gossip about this super rebel's mental journey, so he suddenly asked: "Have you met the saint? What do you think of the saint?"
As soon as he finished speaking, both Zhang Xiaojing and Zhao Lu looked at Li Siye in surprise, and even Shi Siming couldn't help but tighten his palms on the table.
An Lushan looked in reverence, and solemnly saluted in the direction of the Daming Palace and said: "My Majesty, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, is the son of God and the common ruler of the world. His mind is broader than the sea, and his vision is loftier than the sky. Today.
Under his rule, our country, the Tang Dynasty, was in peace and prosperity, with all nations coming to court, and submission from all directions. Prosperity could be seen everywhere, both outside the borders and fortresses, and in the two capitals. Such prosperity has never been seen in thousands of years."
Li Siye didn't think his expression was fake, but the words didn't seem to come from his mouth. Li Siye felt ironic in his heart. Maybe the seeds of desire for totalitarianism in this person's heart haven't taken root yet.
A ridiculous idea suddenly came to Li Siye's mind. If he now clenched his fist, raised his middle finger joint, and hit An Lushan's temple hard, would he be able to kill him? If he could kill him, would he be able to kill him?
Will history be rewritten, and the chain reaction will affect the future? Will the future free-boxing fighter Li Ye be born? Then what does it mean for him to be sitting here now?
The success rate of killing An Lushan is still quite high, but success will undoubtedly cost him his own life. Shi Siming beside him is very wary of him. If he fails to kill him rashly, the steel knife in Shi Siming's hand will definitely
Cut to his own neck.
He put away the crazy thoughts in his heart. No matter whether he succeeded or not, it would not be good for him. No one would remember his historical achievements. Even if history was rewritten, there would only be this paragraph in the history books. Pinglu attacked An
Lushan was assassinated in a wine shop in Xishi City, and the thieves killed him. Look, even his name does not appear.
An Lushan took the initiative to pour a bowl for himself, looked at Li Siye with a smile and said: "Siye is tall, has amazing physical strength, and possesses unique skills, which is suitable for serving on the battlefield. An is now working with his adoptive father Zhang Shougui
My subordinate is in charge of the Pinglu Army. If you are interested, I can introduce you to him. How about we brothers serve on the battlefield together?"