The dancing orchid walked out of the inner room of the wine shop, and Zhao Lu was not interested in asking Li Siye about the cake again, so he directly set his eyes on the orchid who was wearing a red pleated skirt with multiple braids.

The orchid walked to the wooden table in the corner of the liquor store, covered with a Persian blanket, with silver rings and bells on her fair slender feet, and silver ornaments on all sides of her skirt.

A Hu musician sat on a Hu stool with a pipa in his arms, plucked the strings and began to play. The orchid stepped barefoot on the blanket, her arms swayed slightly, and her body began to turn and dance, the sound of the bells jingling and the sound of the pipa intertwined, and the corners of her skirt fluttering upwards with the dance.

The drinkers applauded for a while, and then beat the beat with their glasses, and Li Siye immersed himself in this exotic music, holding his chin and quietly enjoying the graceful dance of the orchid.

The sun was setting outside the window, it was almost dusk, the flow of people on the streets of the West Market was gradually increasing, and two more groups of customers came to the wine shop. Among the guests present were scholars and serving officials, who came to the wine shop to relax and drink after a busy day.

After sunset, and before the curfew, it is the busiest time in the West Market. Li Siye thought to himself that the lifestyle of the Tang people was not much different from that of modern people, and the feelings of the students and officials who went to the wine shop late to drink and enjoy the music and dance should be similar to the feeling when the white-collar workers went to the bar to relax and have fun after work.

At this time, a few warriors came in from outside the wine shop, wearing white and slightly yellow robes with missing hips, and wearing horizontal knives around their waists, led by two people, one fat and one thin, with the left side of the robe, and the four or five people behind him were all right.

Li Siye just turned his head to look at a few people, and felt that one of the fat men was a little familiar, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

These martial artists sat in the center seat, but they didn't disturb everyone's interest, and even the fat man greeted Dr. Wine, but he only hooked his fingers and didn't make a sound.

Once they were seated, they began to enjoy the orchid dance, and the fat man shook his head gently in sync with the rhythm of the orchid dance.

After Dr. Jiu put the wine on it, the warriors picked up the wine bowl and touched each other, and after putting down the wine bowl, the fat man turned his head and accidentally saw Li Siye in the corner.

A smile oozed from the corner of the fat man's mouth, and he whispered in the thin man's ear, and the two of them walked straight towards Li Siye's table with a wine bowl and a stool.

Li Siye looked up and was slightly surprised, and Zhang Xiaojing clenched the wine bowl in his hand vigilantly.

The fat man was dressed as a bearded man, without a hood, and his hair was tied back in several bunches, while the thin man wore a hood, but his beard was tied up with silk threads like a bearded man.

They put down the stool and held the wine bowl with both hands, and the fat man smiled at Li Siye: "This Langjun, we have met."

Li Siye thought about it, didn't remember where he had seen this person, and shook his head in surprise to say that he was not impressed.

The fat man didn't care, and continued to say with a smile: "A few days ago, I was escorted into Beijing, and when I passed by Tonghuafang, I saw a man who was performing arts, fighting with people with his bare hands, facing dozens of men besieging him, but he could beat them all down, that should be you." ”

Li Siye remembered that it was the encounter he had just crossed over and possessed, when there were several soldiers escorting a Hu man to pass by on Suzaku Street, and he really didn't pay much attention to it, just because everything at that time was strange and new to him.

He picked up the wine bowl, held his hands in front of his face and said, "Fortunately, in Xia Li Siye, I don't know how to be famous."

The fat man touched the wine bowl with Li Siye, took a sip to his lips and said, "A certain Turkic Pinglu crusade made An Lushan is also."

Li Siye just took half a sip of the wine bowl, suddenly choked his throat, squirted out half of the wine, and sprayed the left side of An Lushan's clothes on the opposite side full of wine.

Li Siye waved his hand and apologized: "I'm sorry, I choked on it."

The thin man had an angry face and a hint of suspicion, An Lushan pressed his shoulder, and smiled at Li Siye and the others:

"It doesn't matter, a certain broad-minded, trivial matter, not enough to worry about."

Zhang Xiaojing stood next to him, and also felt that the atmosphere was a little unusual, and hurriedly said to the two of them: "Two, please take a seat."

An Lushan stretched out his hand and pointed to the thin man beside him and said, "This is my sworn brother, the Sogdian Shi Zugan, oh, now he has been given a new name by the sage, Shi Siming."

Zhao Lu sat on the side and was in awe, he didn't expect that he could meet such a big official after drinking in the West Market. He sighed in his heart that Li Siye's luck was too good, if he was favored by these two generals and went to the Pinglu front line to make meritorious contributions, would he still worry about being promoted and making a fortune in the future?

Zhang Xiaojing was also sincerely happy for Li Siye, after all, entering the army to serve on the battlefield is the right way, and it is always more promising than opening a business in the west market of Chang'an.

Li Siye's heart did make waves, the two people in front of him are so fucking famous, they have influenced history as villains, since the division of Tang Domain, the future Song Dynasty has been overcorrected, from extroversion to introverted.

He suppressed the surprise in his heart, and stretched out his hand to introduce without shock: "These two are my friends, Zhang Xiaojing, the bad handsome man of Wannian County, Chang'an, and Zhao Lu, the bad man."

An Shi and the others solemnly hugged Zhang Xiaojing, but in the face of Zhao Lu, who was not good-looking, they just shook their hands with a little meaning. Zhang Xiaojing returned the salute indifferently, and Zhao Lu bowed slightly and smiled again and again.

Li Siye knew in his heart that he should start from the details when looking at people, this An Lushan is smooth on the surface, but in fact it is cold and utilitarian, just like that mean fairy, seeing that mortals do not agree. These two people look down on the villains in the market, don't they know that they started from the market.

"The last time I saw the general, it seemed that he was still escorted into Beijing, and now it seems that the danger should have been saved."

An Lushan smiled happily: "What Brother Heiye said is not bad, when he was in Pinglu to conquer Xibu, he underestimated the enemy's rash advance, and after losing the battle, he should be killed according to the law, and my father-in-law sent someone to escort me into Beijing, but I didn't expect to be able to turn the danger into a disaster, it is really a saint's grace."

After he finished speaking, he solemnly bowed in the direction of Daming Palace.

Li Siye's curiosity about An Lushan became even heavier, and he wanted to gossip about the mental journey of this super thief, and suddenly asked, "Have you already seen a saint?" What do you think of saints?"

As soon as his voice fell, Zhang Xiaojing and Zhao Lu both looked at Li Siye in surprise, and even Shi Siming couldn't help but clench the palm of his hand on the table.

An Lushan's face was reverent, and he solemnly saluted in the direction of Daming Palace and said: "My Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty is the son of the heavens and the co-lord of the world, his mind is wider than the sea, and his vision is higher than the sky. Now under his rule, my Tang Dynasty is peaceful and peaceful, all countries come to the court, and the Quartet is subjugated, whether it is outside the border gates, or in the land of the two capitals, you can see prosperous scenes everywhere, and this kind of prosperity is unprecedented for thousands of years. ”

Li Siye didn't look at his expression as if he was fake, but such words didn't seem to come out of his mouth, Li Siye suddenly felt sarcastic in his heart when he heard it, maybe the seeds of longing for totalitarianism in this person's heart have not yet taken root.

Li Siye's heart suddenly had a ridiculous idea, if he clenched his fist now, protruded his middle knuckles, and aimed at An Lushan's temple with a fierce blow, could he guarantee that he would be killed. If he can die, will history be rewritten, and the chain reaction will affect the future, will the future free fighter Li Ye be born? So what is he sitting here now?

The success rate of killing An Lushan is still quite high, but after success, he will undoubtedly take his own life. Shi Siming beside him was very wary of himself, if he couldn't kill him rashly, the steel knife in Shi Siming's hand would definitely cut his neck.

He put away the crazy thoughts in his heart, whether he succeeded or not, it would not be good for him. No one will remember his historical exploits, even if history is rewritten, there will only be such a paragraph in the history books, the Pinglu crusade caused An Lushan to be assassinated in a wine shop in Xishi, and the thieves ambushed him. Look, even the name won't appear.

An Lushan took the initiative to pour himself a bowl with a wine set, looked at Li Siye with a smile and said: "Si Yelang is tall, has amazing strength, and has unique skills, which is suitable for serving on the battlefield." An is now in charge of the Pinglu Army under his father-in-law Zhang Shouqi, if you are interested, I can introduce you on your behalf, how about our brothers serve the battlefield together?"