The long-lost net drum bell is still ringing in a low voice, but there is no solemnity and silence on Chang'an Street.

Groups of scholars dressed in white robes and holding folding fans swayed on the street, spitting out a few elegant verses from time to time, which is the favorite outfit of Chang'an today's scholars. Not only young people, but also many young children chased and frolicked in the streets, and their families followed them with smiles on their faces, laughing and scolding them for being naughty.

The shops on the street are no longer closed as in the past, but hang two huge red lanterns at the entrance of the shop, and light up the originally gloomy courtyard door, welcoming the nightlife of Chang'an City.

The clouds in the sky still haven't receded, the summer days are a little long, the moon hook has just climbed up the north sky, and there are only a few stars dotted on the blue sky.

Chang'an City seems to have ushered in a new life, and there is no curfew tonight.

In this sunset, a convoy drove into the north gate of Chang'an City, and the carriage of this convoy was quite dusty, and it looked very dilapidated and withered.

A young man with blond hair in the carriage poked his head out of the window and kept looking curiously.

"Positu, is this the Tang Dynasty?" The young man's dark blue eyes were full of surprise.

"Wang, this is Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty." The old servant, named Positu, bent down in the carriage and said gentlemanly.

The blond-haired young man of "Chang'an" seemed to be a little intoxicated, muttered a few times, and finally let out a sigh of emotion, "Poxitu, the prosperous Cheng dù here is simply bigger than the ten Caimu countries. ”

Positu nodded and said, "King, the king of the Tang Dynasty owns the largest land in the world. His capital must also be the most prosperous in the world. ”

Showing a look of yearning, the blond-haired young man said hopefully: "I really want to meet the king of the Tang Dynasty and see what he looks like." ”

Po Xitu was a little worried: "My dear prince, now we are the down-and-out monarchs who have been driven out of the territory, don't forget about the fact that we are going to ask His Majesty of the Tang Dynasty to send troops." Now we must treat the king of the Tang Dynasty with the highest etiquette of my Caimu country. ”

The blonde youth nodded, "You don't need to say more about this, I know. ”

Po Xitu was a little relieved: "Because of our identity, so now these people from the Tang Dynasty will be respectful to us and send us here from such a far away place in the Western Regions, we must not go against the will of the King of the Tang Dynasty here." ”

The two were talking. The curtain in front of the carriage was slowly opened, and the coachman who looked like a small man said: "Two, the foreign inn where you live has arrived, tomorrow is the morning dynasty, and your excerpt from Europe has been picked up by the eldest grandson." He will take the two of them with him tomorrow, and today you will rest here. ”

Positu bowed to the little servant with royal etiquette, "Thank you for sending us from Shuofang to Chang'an." ”

The little guy was a little flattered, "No, no, no, this is all the task assigned by the above, and it is also a blessing for my ancestors to be able to send two royal figures to Chang'an." ”

Although he couldn't understand what the little guy was saying, Positor politely made another European aristocratic salute. Only then did he take the blonde young man's hand and get out of the carriage.

After getting out of the carriage, the last touch of the sunset on the horizon also sank, and the blonde young man looked at the wide street. There are also pedestrians who walk by the side of the road from time to time, showing a curious look, but his appearance also attracts the onlookers of the surrounding people.

"You two, the door is here, please come in." The little guy hurriedly pulled Prince Caimu, who was looking around, and there was no curfew tonight. If a strange-looking foreigner like him stays on the street for a long time, he will inevitably lead to something wrong.

"Okay." Prince Tsemu was very polite and followed the little servant into the gate.

This is a courtyard house, which is the private courtyard of the eldest grandson Wuji. On weekdays, any guest can stay here for a while.

"The eldest grandson already knows that you are here, and there will be slaves and maidservants waiting for you to wake up tomorrow morning. Then he followed the eldest grandson to the Hajj, do you understand? The little guy asked patiently.

"We know, we'll be on time." Positu said in fluent Chinese.

"Okay, it's much more convenient to have you in Chinese, then you have a good rest, and I'll retire first." After saying that, the little guy hugged his fists and covered the courtyard door.

For a while, only Positu and Prince Zemu were left in the courtyard, and six servants came up, and a middle-aged man dressed as a steward came up.

"Please also ask the prince and this housekeeper to move to the cabinet, it is getting late, presumably the two of them are also tired, the slaves and maids will serve the two to bathe and change clothes, and it will be convenient for them to go to court tomorrow."

"Well, thank you." Positu nodded, "Prince, they said we should go and take a bath." ”

"Okay." Prince Caimu showed a look of fascination, "I haven't taken a bath for a long time, and I feel that my body has a moldy smell, and I can finally wash my body again." ”

The sky has completely darkened, but Chang'an seems to have just woken up, everywhere is red lanterns, as if it is Chinese New Year's Eve, the streets are full of laughter, Chang'an residents experience this exciting nightlife for the first time.

On the streets, all kinds of buying and selling occupy the entire wide street, and all kinds of novel knick-knacks selling skewers, candy men, and windmills attract the pockets of residents.

The bright red light seemed to be able to illuminate half of the sky, and Jin Wu and the chengguan quietly patrolled the streets in a team of three, trying to find the outlaws, but it seemed that the atmosphere around them was only joy, without a trace of gloom and silence.

The most lively place tonight is not the Fang Market where various residents live, but the Pingkang Fang next to the Imperial City.

Volume 2 of "The Remains of Kaiyuan Tianbao": "Chang'an has a Pingkangfang, a place where prostitutes live, and there are few chivalrous people in Kyoto, which are gathered here. …… At the time, people called this workshop a merry Yazawa. It can be said that Pingkangfang is the first red-light district in China, and now that there is no curfew, the dusty women of Pingkangfang are standing tall, waving the embroidered silk in their hands, looking forward to the spring breeze with some literati.

Of course, with these wind and dust girls, it is natural that there are indispensable Wenmo, one by one, wearing scribe robes, laughing in twos and threes, and entering the door of Pingkangfang, where the voice of Yingying Yanyan is urging people's blood to rise.

The smile on the face of the owner of 'Yihongyuan' is almost to the root of his ears, and the wrinkles on his face are squeezed together, like a blooming chrysanthemum, she has been in the industry for more than 20 years, and it is the first time she has seen such a spectacular scene, almost all the rooms in Yihongyuan are full, and even some guests have paid for the room for three days in a row.

The girls are also full of joy, the money earned is a little hot, just sing two songs, you can get the uncle's reward, in the past, this kind of thing can only happen once in half a year.

The proprietress kept receiving the guests who came in from the front yard, her face was already happy, there was no curfew in the Tang Dynasty, and she didn't know how much silver she could earn in the future, and two days ago, there was only one lady who didn't know which one was actually masked in the company of more than a dozen women who looked like the city came down to Yihong Courtyard, and directly explained the intention, willing to perform songs and dances in Yihong Courtyard, but not sell her body, and the money and money obtained were half of the proprietress of one person, how could the proprietress let go of this kind of good thing, and immediately signed a contract with the veiled woman for half a year, Singing and dancing are performed every seven days.

Double happiness is coming, the proprietress suddenly feels that she has rejuvenated her second spring, and she beckons the guests to please, but the smile on the corner of her mouth can't hide it

"Princess, the slave doesn't understand, why do we surrender our noble status to dance for these Tang people." A woman in white was unwilling to say to a woman facing the vanity mirror in a pink incense pavilion.

The woman was veiled, and she could vaguely see her breathtaking face, beautiful skin, and smooth curves, showing the best side of the woman.

"Jingkong, this is the realm of the Tang people, and we can't still hold the noble identity of the royal family of the Japanese Kingdom." The woman said slowly, "We need to get close to the top officials in Datang now, if it is too easy to be discovered by using intelligence agencies, we can use this way to dance in the largest Fengyue field in Chang'an City, in order to quickly expand our fame, so that we can attract the attention of the top talents in Datang" (to be continued)

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