Tang Sufan wandered aimlessly in Chang'an City...
Wearing a snow-white cloak, a bright white robe underneath, a brocade belt around the waist, and a purse with a snowflake pattern on it.
Long hair, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes.
The so-called handsome figure is nothing more than this~
Obviously, Tang Sufan was extremely coquettish in the crowded streets of Chang'an City.
The culture of the Tang Dynasty was more inclusive than that of previous dynasties, and it was not common for men to touch powder and comb their hair.
For someone like Tang Sufan, it was equivalent to looking up to the sky without makeup.
But I really can't stand this handsome guy's facial features and his youthful talent.
His handsome little face and unique attire attracted the attention of passers-by.
The somewhat pretty daughter kept turning her eyes away, making Tang Sufan's weakness continue to ache.
And she exclaimed inwardly at the openness of this Tang Dynasty woman~
Not to mention the daughter's house, even the men have to take a second look.
Which noble man is this?
It’s really a handsome man’s dress, he’s so coquettish, no, I’ll try to learn how to dress up when I go back, and I won’t lose to this guy~
Under the eyes of passers-by with amazement, envy, and jealousy...
As a man who was at the forefront of the trend of the Tang Dynasty, Tang Sufan was very self-conscious, gentle and gentle, and his image of a modest gentleman was very similar to this guy.
From time to time, he would raise the corners of his mouth and reveal a smile that looked like an immortal.
With his hands behind his back, the mouth hidden in his heart had already formed a "venomous" arc, and he was walking leisurely.
After coming out of the theater, we headed east. Maybe we were tired from shopping. The direction was Dongmen Street.
Not far away, I saw a bulletin board filled with people...
Tang Sufan became interested and walked over in three or two steps, and heard many people talking.
"This year's Lantern Festival is very lively. I didn't expect that the Holy Spirit will be on tour today!"
"Yes, I met him once from afar when he was the King of Qin, but now I never expected to see him again!"
"It's lively, it's lively. Our Chang'an City hasn't been as lively as this year in many years!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for allowing us poor people to burn this cheap and easy-to-use charcoal to survive this winter..."
"Yes, today's saint is blessed! Who said that the stolen emperor... um... um..."
Before he could finish his words, the quick-eyed companion next to him covered his mouth, and he quickly smiled in response to the surprised looks from around him...
Tang Sufan, who was standing behind, couldn't help laughing.
This guy is so brave that he almost told the truth.
"On the 15th day of the Yuan Dynasty, the festival is hard to come. The whole country celebrates together, prepares En'er and all the people, the saints parade, and celebrates with the people..."
Tang Sufan whispered about the notice that had been hanging on the notice board for two or three days.
Tang Sufan couldn't continue to read these heart-wrenching words after repeating them for two times, but he roughly understood the meaning.
Tang Sufan couldn't help but look strange...
Isn't it Lao Li? The Lantern Festival...oh no, it should be called the Lantern Festival now.
This guy has made some achievements this year and finally has the nerve to show off?
In the past two years, there have been many disasters. The Weishui Alliance kept him in the palace all day long. Now that the national situation is getting worse, he has given the Turks a blow in the head.
The noise coming out now is the character of this guy who is showing off, that's right.
Tang Sufan had a strange look on his face. If on this day...he and the dog emperor had a bloody look in the crowd...
Tsk tsk tsk...
Go back and think about it...
"The first month of the year is the New Year. It's the first day of the Lunar New Year. Every household has a reunion, and the young ones pay New Year greetings to the elderly~"
After reading the notice, Tang Sufan clasped his hands behind his back, hummed a tune that others thought was strange, and left directly.
Lantern Festival ~
Interesting~
Looking around, I feel that my father-in-law's role will not last long.
But I had to come out early that day to see how Old Li would die.
After all, he had to pretend to be the victim when it came to the showdown...
Continuing eastward, I was about to go back to Xiaoyaoxuan to see how the business was going.
While walking...
Tang Sufan was wondering how he could have such a happy encounter with his cheap father-in-law on this Lantern Festival.
I saw another small group of people just in front of the street...
"You bitch, you soiled my wife's embroidered skirt. Can you, a bitch, be worthy of it?"
Snapped!
Tang Sufan happened to be passing by and was about to leave with a glance when he heard this crisp slap.
And the familiar curse words from vulgar TV series...
Tang Sufan couldn't help but look up and saw a young girl lying on the soil-colored snow that had been trampled by pedestrians.
His whole body was covered with dirty snow stains and mud stains...
Facing a maid with a ferocious look, she didn't even make a cry in reply...
And behind the maid with an angry expression, stood a noble woman with sharp eyebrows, arrogant eyes, and a beautiful brocade skirt.
Faced with the beating and scolding of a young girl by his own maid, in addition to the disgust on his face, there is also the natural indulgence...
Just when the others watching couldn’t help but point and point...
The evil maid stood up with her breasts puffed out.
"Let's go, let's go! Who's still looking! My wife is the second young lady of the Cui family. This bitch has stained my wife's fine silk and satin. Slap her a few times to give her an advantage!"
When others heard this, they couldn't help but be surprised.
The word Cui family immediately caused many people to disperse.
Even if some people have unfair intentions, they can only give up and retreat.
No matter what, this Cui family cannot be offended.
This is Chang'an City...
People outside always think that there are many wealthy families, and the noble princes are nothing more than that.
But those who really know it know that only people from these big aristocratic families dare not provoke them no matter what...
Seeing many people dispersing in despair, the evil maid smiled proudly.
"Hmph, Chunlan, slap her twice more to make her memory long~"
A sharp command came.
The noble lady behind the maid seemed to be still angry. She waved her hand arrogantly, glanced at her with disgust, and said casually with the corner of her mouth curled up.
Bang bang!
Another slap in the face...
The crisp voice made many people fall silent...
Tang Sufan obviously turned his head and saw the distance on the opposite side...
Wu Hou, who had already patrolled the corner of the street, turned around when he saw what was not far away, and walked away as if he hadn't seen it.
This group of Wuhou who patrols the streets is the most clever, and most of the noble disciples in Chang'an City know them.
Now that I see the second young lady of the Cui family, I can only run away.
Otherwise, why would you cause trouble for nothing?
The girl was slapped twice, like a numb puppet, without any anger or tone...
as……
This kind of encounter has become common in her life, and that kind of numbness to suffering...
There wasn't even a single tear on the red face, only the figure that kept curling back and squirming...
Many people have seen this before and are not surprised.
What's so strange about these days?
Tang Sufan raised his eyebrows slightly, Cui family?
What a Cui family, so majestic!
But this time, Tang Sufan didn't look angry. Instead, he exhaled like a sigh...
I've seen it too much, I'm used to it...
"Oh...whatever..."
Just as Tang Sufan stepped forward, the voice from the other side made Tang Sufan couldn't help but look over.
"As expected of the second young lady of the Cui family, she is openly committing murder under the Emperor's feet. She is so majestic and majestic. My little girl admires it~"
This voice, neither soft nor hard, but gentle and long-lasting, made the second young lady of the Cui family turn her head.
He snorted coldly: "Who do I think she is? She turns out to be an opera prostitute?"
Outside the crowd, Yin Qiaoer appeared with her maid.
"Ms. Yin, look, it's Miss Yin from Chunxin Pavilion..."
"Where is it, Mrs. Yin!"
…………………………
(End of chapter)
