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, 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 confidants and three or five friends to find a brothel and have a good time. Drinking wine, talking about poetry, the nephrite in my arms is warm and fragrant when I am drunk. At this point in my life, what more do I want?
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...
While walking around, I seemed to have a secret fate with this one of the best brothels in Chang'an City - I wonder if the owner of this brothel is incompatible with me? It seems that as long as you come here, nothing good will 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 this kind of world?
Even if you don't dare to go into battle with a sword, shoes, and a gun, it's still a good thing to just drink flower wine, listen to a tune, and talk about life and ideals with that clean-blooded man...
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..." Like a duck being strangled by the neck, he suddenly 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 made a big fuss in Zuixian Tower" had 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 Zuixian Tower, 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 is so dazzling, 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 didn't have the guts to turn Fang Jun away. How could a shop owner still choose customers? Having said that, even if I were to choose, I wouldn't dare to pick this person. If I get angry, I might smash the Zuixian Tower sign on the spot...
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 store, he would definitely be "focused on". With a smile, he followed Fang Yizhi swayingly with his hands behind his back, and swaggered through the door.
As usual, the lobby is full of orioles and swallows, and the rich aroma makes people feel dizzy.
As soon as Fang Jun entered the lobby, the 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 frightened. Today, there are many dandies and celebrities gathering in Zuixian Tower. What if this guy goes crazy again...
I was worried about myself when suddenly a deep voice 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. 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. It's very spectacular.
After calming down, the madam forced a smile and said: "Haha, it's easy to teach Erlang to know that Miss Lixue has already 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 quite unkind to Fang back then. 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 wonder if it was her true intention, or was she under the coercion of 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 up King 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 has nothing to do.
Although he was very unhappy with what that Lixue girl did at the time, he didn't pay much attention to it. It is understandable that a girl who has fallen into prostitution would want to seize a God-given opportunity to hook up with 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 flying, the bare feet are slender, the waist is like a willow, and the wrists are as bright as the snow in the dancing steps, and the spring breeze comes out, and a feeling of extravagance comes to the face.
The splendid Tang Dynasty, which was full of gold and iron, also had a depravity that was enough to erode one's bones...
"Oh, why is Fang Dalang so late? I've been waiting for a long time. Needless to say, I'll punish myself with three drinks!"
As soon as they entered the house, just as the singing and dancing ended, someone said loudly.
Fang Yi was a gentleman, so he didn't shirk his words. He took Fang Jun to find a vacant low table, sat cross-legged on the couch, and a singer came over to fill up the wine. Fang Yizhi raised his glass and smiled apologetically: "I'm tired of waiting for so long. It's really my fault. Please drink!"
Drink it all in one go, three glasses in a row.
The atmosphere suddenly became heated.
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 there are any other masterpieces besides "The Charcoal Seller"? 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 inevitable, if a guy who is "foolish, reckless 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 display of bright swords and guns still made Fang Jun quite unhappy.
If you didn't eat a bite of the food and didn't drink a glass of wine, wouldn't it be a bit rude?
Fang Jun frowned slightly and looked for fame.
