Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

Luo Wangu and Yang Liufang, who had just eaten, drank another drink before leaving. They swayed left and right, full of confidence, and walked on the streets of the West Market. Their faces were filled with the light of righteousness.

Thinking that the two of them would shine in tonight's poetry meeting, they felt filled with a sense of pride.

"Brother Yang, I feel like I can do it again."

"Brother Luo, you can't keep good things to yourself. Do you remember those classmates who comforted us last year? Others looked down on us, but they were the only ones to ignore the past grudges."

Luo Wangu's square face became even more excited at this time: "Yes, let's tell them the news and let them come too!"

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There is no curfew in Chang'an tonight, and lights are everywhere lighting up the sky.

Liu Xuan walked in front, Da Zhuang followed behind, and Yaya rode on Da Zhuang's shoulders.

When the three of them came out of the crowded West Market, they didn't attract too many people's attention.

In Chang'an, there are many people who look like scholars, there are also many children, and there are even more strong people.

Passing through the West Market and onto the main road, Yaya was very excited by the large and small shops along the way.

"Aye, where are the three eldest sisters?"

Liu Xuan was admiring other places except Liquanfang with great interest. Although he had it in his memory, it was still different when he saw it with his own eyes.

"Yaya, let's go to the poetry show. Why do you only remember eldest sister?"

Yaya scratched her little head. It seemed that the braid on her head was a little tight: "Aye, eldest sister has mung bean cake."

Da Zhuang's snoring voice suddenly appeared: "How do you know your sister must be big?"

Outside Chongyi Square, the three Liu family members were standing at the crossroads. Liu Xuan frowned slightly. Wouldn't these three princesses be detained because of the rules of the palace?

It's normal. Liu Xuan smiled faintly. There were so many rules in the palace that even Li Shimin couldn't stand them, let alone Li Lizhi and the other three.

After buying Yaya a bag of preserved fruits from a small stall at the street corner, Yaya and Da Zhuang's movements began to become surprisingly consistent.

Suddenly, there was a roar of people, as if some grand scene had occurred.

Not far away, it should be Pingkangfang.

Liu Xuan was also a little curious.

Liu Xuan has seen the romance of a red lantern, and has seen female Bodhisattvas all over the pink street, but in a large-scale square, all the orioles are singing and dancing. Such scenes make Liu Xuan sigh with emotion: "The wisdom of our ancestors is infinite. of."

Chang'an 108 Square can be regarded as one hundred and eight huge communities, each with its own characteristics.

There are many barbarians in Liquanfang, and there are also noble people living there. This is naturally because it is close to the palace.

Xinghuafang is the most luxurious place in Chang'an because there are many nobles and nobles there.

In terms of prosperity, naturally we have to look at the Dongshi side. Xuanyangfang is the residence of officials. On weekdays, there are no white people coming and going, but there are scholars talking and laughing. Naturally, Pingkangfang next door has developed into a pastime for these officials in Chang'an. The place.

Where there are many officials, naturally there will be more and more scholars.

In this era, taking the imperial examination is like scratching a lottery ticket. Even if you remember the lottery numbers and travel through time, you won't win the big prize.

The grand prize has already been decided internally.

Outside Pingkangfang, Liu Xuan saw a carriage, which belonged to Li Lizhi and the others.

The driver of the car had a nervous look on his face and sharp eyes. He held a black stick-like object under his arm. When he got closer, Liu Xuan noticed that it was a black knife with a black scabbard and a black shirt. It was black, and the handle of the knife was black, hidden in the driver's clothes.

"Eh? Shopkeeper! You're here!"

Liu Xuan looked at the three of them and smiled: "You three girls, our appointment is at Chongyifang. Why are you waiting here?"

Li Lizhi lowered her head and said in a weak voice: "Just because...just because..."

Li Shu said openly: "Store, the three of us didn't have some things ready just now, and we were worried that the store was in a hurry, so we simply went to the entrance of Pingkangfang and waited."

"We left someone there." Li Shu still wanted to explain.

Li Hui's soft voice roughly interrupted Li Shu's explanation: "Liu Xuan, I'm sorry, I was a little too serious when I was preparing the gift. I should have picked you up."

Naturally, Liu Xuan couldn't hide the little thoughts of the three women, and smiled: "Let's go in, shall we go in and take a look?"

"I also want to know what is so magical about Pingkangfang that it can make three women so obsessed with it."

Liu Xuan didn't take it seriously. Compared with the girls of later generations, this Tang Dynasty woman was more respectful.

A casual joke made the three women's faces turn red.

Li Lizhi was the first to retort: ​​"Liu Xuan, how can you think so? Pingkangfang is a prosperous place in the Tang Dynasty. It is normal for boys and girls to yearn for it."

Yaya squatted on his strong shoulders and looked curiously at the entrance of Pingkangfang. At the entrance, people were coming and going. They were all young people. They were wearing scholar's long shirts, either simple or luxurious. They walked by, and they seemed to have something. Countless colleagues walked along, bowing their hands and saluting, laughing and joking, it was so lively.

"That should be Fengyue Tower over there, right?"

Li Shu looked at such a loft filled with lanterns and bright lights, and suddenly spoke.

"I heard that Fengyue Tower is very big, there are many people, and it is extremely crowded. If there are too many people in a while, you have to be patient when you squeeze in."

Li Shu clasped her hands behind her back, not noticing that there seemed to be a bottomless rut ​​in her words.

The three of them saw a loft decorated with lanterns and were instantly attracted to it. However, it was only then that Liu Xuan noticed that this was not Fengyue Tower, but just a... brothel called Pingshui Pavilion.

Looking around, on the street of Pingkangfang, such lofts are everywhere, like bamboo shoots in the mountains and forests in spring, densely packed.

"Sir, come and play!"

"Young Master, I see that you are someone who dances with guns and sticks. How about my sister buying you a drink?"

"Master, I heard that the six roots of you Buddhists are impure. Why don't you ask the little girl to come over and clean them for you..."

Liu Xuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The folk customs in the Tang Dynasty were open, and women had many words about tigers and wolves.

On both sides of the street, scholars who couldn't bear it were dragged in very quickly, and there were also many ordinary businessmen who took advantage of the women. Why don't they go in and let out a lot of blood?

They even used their kung fu on passing monks.

The monk's eyes were narrow and wandering, and he was not a serious monk at first glance.

"Liu Xuan, what are you looking at?"

Li Lizhi suddenly approached Liu Xuan and asked excitedly.

Liu Xuan is tall, but Li Lizhi is not tall enough. If she were taller, she could follow Liu Xuan's gaze and see the Hu woman dancing the Hu Xuan dance on the second floor to attract customers.

"Ahem, Miss Li, I was looking at the monk just now."