Li Yuanjing felt that he couldn't continue to suppress it, and he was also a human being when he was small.

When emotions are not released for a long time, it will inevitably lead to a series of consequences.

It's been a year since I came back, and even Li Yuanjing himself can't figure out why he's doing this?

Isn't it okay to be an idle king?

Li Yuanjing, who had changed his clothes, stood on the streets of Chang'an, shaking his head helplessly: "No, at least you can't be the kind of idle king who eats and waits for death!" ’

No matter what era, no matter what place, if you want to live a satisfactory life, you must have some dry food in your hands.

What do you call your heart if you don't have money? What do you mean?

Now Li Yuanjing feels that his whole person has been released, and he is in a very happy mood.

With the listing of raw silk, it has gradually enriched its hands, although it has not reached the point of wanton squandering, but at least now you don't have to look at people's faces if you want to do something.

"Where are you going?" Li Yuanjing looked at the few little rabbit cubs behind him like a headless fly.

said that he was here to relax, but when he arrived in Chang'an, he didn't know where to go?

Datang's entertainment industry can basically be described by the four words of extreme scarcity, and there are only so many places to go, anyway, standing here, Li Yuanjing doesn't know where he can go?

"Drunken Xiangju?" Cheng Chuliang swallowed his saliva secretly and said cautiously.

Li Yuanjing thought about it, turned his head to look at Fang Yiai and Changsun Lian, and saw these two goods nodding eagerly, and secretly scolded the goods.

I finally got in the mood to come out and relax, these three goods just wanted to have a big meal!

Has this king done you badly?

"Then let's get drunk!" Li Yuanjing nodded helplessly, mainly because he didn't know where to go, just eat, and then talk after eating!

"I've been looking forward to Zuixiangju for a long time, but I haven't had the opportunity to go to ......" Seeing Li Yuanjing agree, Cheng Chuliang hurriedly put on a smile, as if he understood his wish for many years.

Li Yuanjing naturally didn't know where Zuixiangju was, and he didn't want to talk to a few foodies, so as not to lower his compulsion.

However, the eldest grandson, who had not spoken much, was the most active, and directly guided the coachman to speed up and run to the Drunken Immortal Residence.

In my imagination, Zuixianju should be a restaurant that looks relatively tall, at least a three-story layout.

But when the carriage stopped in front of the Drunken Immortal Residence, no, it should be a long way away from the Drunken Immortal Residence, Li Yuanjing realized that he was wrong.

Zuixianju is not a restaurant, but a separate courtyard, no different from an ordinary house, and even standing on the street, you can see that there are a lot of trees planted in the courtyard.

What kind of restaurant is this? It's obviously a cannon yard......

"Huh? Why are there so many people here today? Cheng Chuliang couldn't help but be a little puzzled, he had secretly walked here a few times before, and he had never seen so many people.

"Aren't you afraid that your father will beat you to death when you go home?" Pointing to the sign hanging by the door in the distance, Li Yuanjing said speechlessly.

The girl's name is written on the sign, and the higher the ranking, the bigger the card will be.

Due to the distance, Li Yuanjing didn't see who the top card was, but Li Yuanjing knew very well that the only thing that could be laid out like this was the Qinglou or something.

"My father still wants to come, if it weren't for my mother's strict management......" Cheng Chuliang shrunk his neck silently, and suddenly felt that it didn't seem appropriate to expose the bottom of his father's pot like this.

Li Yuanjing subconsciously took out a small notebook from under his buttocks, and wrote down Cheng Chuliang's words in the notebook.

"Your Highness, don't remember......" When he saw this small book, Cheng Chuliang instantly tightened his chrysanthemum.

This is not an ordinary small book.,It's full of black history of a few of them.,Once this book is lost.,And then handed over to a few of their old sons.,It's estimated that tomorrow's sun doesn't have much to do with them.。

"Your Highness, I remembered, today should be the first day of the Drunken Fragrance House!" The eldest grandson thought about it and felt that it should be right.

"Sunrise?" Li Yuanjing was stunned, what the hell is Zhengri? I can't even figure out the cadres, but I know what Zhengdan is......

"Drunken Xiangju has the rules of drunken Xiangju, set a positive day every month, usually at the end of each month as the positive day, are mainly based on current affairs, if something big happens, it may also be advanced, it is now the middle of the month, it should be in advance." Changsun Jian explained.

"There are so many rules in a broken green building?" Li Yuanjing couldn't help but be a little dissatisfied, I'm afraid that his cards are not as drunk as they are, right?

"Your Highness, don't underestimate Zuixiangju, although they have no background, but the major families are very face-saving, and on the day of Zhengri, no one dares to cause trouble, everyone must act according to the rules......" Changsun Lian continued to introduce, he also knew nothing about this, and he had heard what people said.

"It's Pei Chengxian!" Fang Yiai pointed to the young man who was entering the drunken fragrance house through the gate.

"Let's go, let's go check it out!" Li Yuanjing waved his hand, what is the inheritance, how do you know who you are? Anyway, you don't have a surname of five and seven wangs!

A group of four people got off the carriage directly, and there were too many onlookers in front of them, so the carriage was not suitable for entry at this time.

Li Yuanjing didn't care, anyway, it was just a few steps.

"How many sons, do you have tokens?"

was about to take his three younger brothers into the drunken fragrance house, but was stopped by the porter in front of the door, and asked with a smile.

"What token?" Li Yuanjing glanced at Changsun Lian.

The eldest grandson shook his head in confusion, how did he know that he would need a token to go in?

"Then I'm sorry, it's different from the past, if you don't have a token, please leave for the time being, and come back tomorrow, or take a question from the box next to it, do it right on the spot, the inner courtyard will comment, if it meets, you can enter." The porter explained with a sincere smile.

Looking at the costumes of a few people, you can know that they are not ordinary people, and the people who work in this kind of place are very good-looking, and they know what kind of people can't be provoked, and what kind of people can be provoked.

These people in front of them are obviously not something they can provoke, even if they are not afraid of drunken Xiangju, they can't fall into the mood first, and their attitude must be in place.

Li Yuanjing looked at the place pointed by the porter, a small house facing the street, there were not many people over there, only a few people were trying their luck there, after all, most people were embarrassed.

"Shall we open a fragrant drunken house?" On the way to the next door, Li Yuanjing has been thinking about this problem, a small drunken Xiangju has done such a bad job, and he is dignified King Zhao, although he did not show his identity, but he was still forced to do things according to the rules.

If you open a similar one, and then ask Li Shimin for official prostitution, won't the business explode directly?

It's just that the official prostitute is not enough, after thinking about it, Li Yuanjing continued: "When the time comes, you all go home and set up some confidential information, and we will do it three times a month......

"Your Highness, the ...... who will die" The eldest grandson rolled his eyes speechlessly, and he was still clichéd, and before the words came out, the person was already cold.

When entering the gatehouse, it happened that a middle-aged man about thirty years old walked out with a token in his hand, obviously passing the assessment and successfully getting the ticket for this day.

When he saw Li Yuanjing and the others, this person was not panicked at all, but calmly straightened his clothes, and walked out with a confident face.

'Pretending to be ......'