Chapter 64: Mid-Autumn Festival

Donglai Inn, Li Sicong stood in front of the window and looked at the street scene that gradually blended into the night, quietly in a daze.

"Little Hou Ye, what are you doing in a daze?"

A word suddenly came into Li Sicong's ears, which made Li Sicong suddenly come back to his senses.

Li Sicong turned his head to look, but the people who came were Chen Tai and Wu Yulin, and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Forehead ......"

Chen Tai was a little twisted, and it seemed that it was a little difficult to speak.

"Oops, the chain will fall off at a critical time, if you don't say it, I will say it."

Wu Yulin said, and stood in front of Li Sicong: "Brother Li, it's so lively outside, there are a lot of beautiful lanterns, let's go out and have a look." ”

"So that's it, I thought there was something going on, something mysterious."

Li Sicong showed a smile: "Even if you don't say it, I plan to take you around the city later." ”

"Little Hou Ye, then let's go now!" Chen Tai said excitedly.

Li Sicong nodded, and said a little strangely: "Huh? Why don't you just see the Hu account room? ”

"Back to the little marquis, Hu Ledger went to the restaurant opposite to set a table, and now it is estimated that he is waiting for us to eat." Chen Tai said.

"In that case, let's go to dinner together."

Li Sicong said a word, and then took the lead to leave, while Chen Tai and Wu Yulin also hurriedly followed.

......

After eating, Li Sicong and his entourage of four came to Chang'an Street.

Everyone was in the midst of the lively flow of people, eating mooncakes while looking at the beautiful street scene, and had a lot of fun.

"Little Marquis, there are so many people in Chang'an City, you see, there are so many Persians." Chen Tai said excitedly.

Li Sicong took a look at Chen Tai's point and found that there were indeed many foreigners, and the appearance of these people was not much different from that of modern Iranians.

Among these Persians, there are many veiled women in white, whose clothes are loose, but they still cannot hide their graceful figures.

"This figure is really good......

Chen Tai's eyes widened, and his gaze followed the group of Persians to disappear before he reluctantly took them back.

"Look at your little bit of talent, if you have the ability, you are a whole Persian daughter-in-law, what's the use of just looking at it?" Hu Qing said.

Chen Tai snorted lightly and said, "Then I can think about it anyway, it's better than you don't even dare to think about it, who can't know." ”

"You, you kid dare to say it again? Who do you say can't!? ”

Hu Qing's beard on his jaw fell together, and his subordinates also rolled up their cuffs, looking like they were going to fight.

"I'll just say what's wrong with you? Just your old body, I won't say anything else, I guess this Persian girl can sit you to death with a ****. ”

"Fuck, you little bunny, looking for a fight!"

"Oops? Lao Hu, you still want to do it with me? Okay, okay, you come, I'll see how hard your bones are......"

"Alright, shut up!"

Li Sicong said a word, only to make the two of them close their mouths at the same time.

Li Sicong was speechless: "I said, what are you two yelling on the street?" It's almost all about to lose the face of this marquis. “

"The little marquis is angry."

"The old slave is ashamed."

Chen Tai and Hu Qing both showed a touch of remorse.

Li Sicong saw this scene, but he shook his head and sighed lightly, and the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"Brother Li, what does Brother Chen mean by ****? Is it a kind of kung fu? Wu Yulin asked while eating moon cakes.

"Well, what's this...... Yes, it's a very powerful kung fu, and you'll know what it looks like when you grow up. Li Sicong said.

"Yo Xi, Yo Xi! ~“

At this moment, a word suddenly came into his ears, and Li Sicong's ears stood up instantly.

Speaking of this kind of voice, Li Sicong has only heard it in anti-Japanese dramas.

"It's ...... Japanese? ”

Li Sicong thought for a while, and then looked at the place where the voice came from, not far away, a man who was only half the height of a normal person was talking and laughing with an old man about fifty years old carrying a wine jug.

During this period, the short man also recited poems against the old man, and he was full of interest.

Chen Tai also looked at the 'dwarf' and said, "Look at this little man is so obscene, it should be a Fusang person, right?" ”

"I heard that Fusang is an uncivilized land, everyone is not well fed and clothed, and the height is as low as children, but I didn't expect it to be true." Hu Qing also echoed and said.

The person from Fusang seemed to hear the words of Li Sicong and the others, but he walked up to Li Sicong and stretched out his hand to salute and said: "This brother Tai seems to be very dissatisfied with the poems below, today is a festival, why don't you ask Brother Tai to use this bright moon as a poem, so that I, the person of Fusang, can open my eyes?" ”

"At best, our little marquis can fill in the words, and it doesn't seem like it's good to compose poetry......," Hu Qing whispered to Chen Tai.

Chen Tai also realized that he was talking too much just now, but he hurriedly pulled the corner of Li Sicong's clothes: "Little Marquis, let's go quickly." ”

"Hehe, could it be that Brother Tai just said big things? I originally thought that Datang was full of talents, but I didn't expect that there were also big words, hehe......" The short man chuckled.

The old man on the side, who was originally admiring the moon with the Fuso man, couldn't help but wrinkle a little when he saw this scene.

"Yes, I'll compose a poem."

Li Sicong thought about the poems in his memory, and suddenly had an idea, as if he remembered something: "Yes, listen to it." ”

When the flowers fell, Li Sicong followed the example of a literati, pacing up with one hand in front and the other behind: "A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone has no blind date." Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio ......"

After reading a poem, the Fusang man and the old man were already dumbfounded, and even the surrounding spectators became silent.

After a long time, the people around him, including the Fusang man, all stretched out their palms and clapped them, and their mouths kept applauding.

"Datang is really full of talents, it was too superficial just now, please forgive me." Fuso man said.

Li Sicong chuckled and said, "Don't get in the way, I'll leave if there's nothing else." ”

After the words fell, Li Sicong beckoned to Chen Tai and the others, who were still a little confused, and was about to turn around and leave.

"What the hell is a little day......" Li Sicong muttered.

"Little brother stay!"

A voice came from behind him, causing Li Sicong to turn his head and look, it was the old man who spoke.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Li Sicong asked.

The old man smiled: "The old man doesn't mean anything else, he just wants to ask the name of the little brother." ”

"Li Sicong."

After Li Sicong finished speaking, he left the place with Chen Tai and the others without looking back.

Watching Li Sicong leave, the Fusang man said with emotion: "I can't imagine that there is such a talented person in Datang, Master Fang, this person shouldn't be buried in the market." ”