Chapter 14 (This chapter is free)

Sanleju is made from three fruits: Anmole, Pilile and Kelile. It was introduced from Persia during the Tang Dynasty and later brewed in Chang'an. Its color is turbid, its taste is slightly sour and astringent, and after a long aftertaste. After 30 or 20 years, it became one of the seven famous wines in the Tang Dynasty.

The wind blows willow flowers and the fragrance of the shop is filled with fragrance, and the beard drinks to encourage guests to taste it

At this time, Cui Po and his nephew Daoxu were sitting in the famous Chang'an hotel in Changlefang. They looked at the blonde and blue-eyed Persian beards, turned their heads and glanced at them. They saw that the store was decorated in exquisitely and exotic. The customers in the store were either scholars who were studying abroad or wealthy merchants in the east and west cities, and most of them were from foreigners from all over the world.

After looking at Daoxu who was waiting for the wine side, he could not wait. At this time, he had already changed into a Confucian shirt. While urging him to drink, he stared at Hu Ji who was teasing different guests. His face was full of ambiguous smiles. Cui Po shook his head and sighed slightly: "It's unfortunate for Dao Sect!"

After a while, the famous wine was finally delivered, but the wine was made of mutton and other items. The Hu Ji who delivered the wine smiled brightly and spoke fluent official language, but the unique tone and pronunciation had a unique kind of fun and charm. She was put on Cui Rao. When placing the wine, the Hu Ji even slashed her little fingers through Cui Po's palm, and then left with a string of silver bell-like laughter, which surprised Cui Po inexplicably.

"These guys are like this for most of the freshmen who come here. It's just a means to attract customers. Don't misunderstand me," Daoxue said after taking a quick sip of wine, and all that was brought to Cui Po's slight smile.

After taking a sip, Cui Po didn't like the taste of the wine, so he stopped drinking it. He called the Hu Ji, pointed to the wooden sign hanging on the wall and said, "Get me some rose apple (grape) wine." After a while, Hu Ji brought the wine to him and changed it to him. At this time, the wine utensils were also replaced with transparent glass bells, and a tightly wrapped cloth bag was also delivered with the wine.

Cui Po poured himself a minute, and his color was as straight as amber, but he really thought it was "glazed glass bell, amber is thick, and the small trough wine is red." It was already intoxicating. Just as the bell was about to drink, he was stopped by Daoxu. He opened the cloth bag, took out a drizzle of ice sculptures, threw it into the wine. After a while, the ice fish melted, and saw a faint mist in the wine, he said: "Uncle, this wine is also called fish wine. Every time he entered, he must use this ice fish to curl it. It was delicious. It was like your drinking method, and it was no different from the cow chewing peonies!" However, his complacent resulted in Cui Po's rolling eyes.

Cui Po raised the wine and drank it. He felt that the mouth was mellow and the aftertaste was long. Coupled with the refreshing coolness, there was an indescribable refreshing summer, and he praised it immediately: "Okay."

The two of them drank each other, but Cui Po drank three times every ounce of silence. When they were drinking, Cui Po saw that he was always paying attention to the empty platform in the store, but he didn't know what it meant.

After drinking a few more cups, he saw a girl about twelve or thirteen years old walking outside the shop. He went straight to the station without saying much. He just plucked the pipa in his hand and sang the song. Cui Po realized that it was used as a singing and dancing entertainment guest.

Cui Po raised the amber bell with his hand, and after listening to a few sentences, he realized that she was singing a song "Remembering Qin E" by Li Xian back then:

The sound of the cold is swallowed, and Qin E's dream is broken by the moon of Qin Tower. The moon of Qin Tower is the willows every year, and Baling is sad. The Qing Autumn Festival on the land, the ancient roads of Xianyang are silent, the sounds are gone, the west wind is gone, and the palaces of the Han family are in the sky.

The lyrics of this song are excellent, but unfortunately everyone is too familiar with this song. In addition, the girl is too young, has unfamiliar with the pipa skills, and has a young voice. She sang such a song that is nostalgic and profound, so it is difficult to express that artistic conception. As a result, after the song is sung, there are very few people who put money into the pot in front of the stage, which makes the little girl cry.

At this moment, Cui Po saw Daoxu beside him wave to the little girl. After a while, when he saw her coming, Daoxu asked anxiously: "Little sister, why didn't your sister come?"

"My sister is sick and is recuperating at home. She is hiring a doctor. She has to spend money to eat. There is no way, so I can only come. However, I practiced the pipa with my sister for too short, and we can't afford to buy new songs, so our business is not good every day, and today I'm not enough to buy the Taicang rice." The girl said here, and she couldn't help but tear down her tears.

"How can you eat Taicang rice? How is your sister sick? I..." Speaking of this, Daoxue reached out and took it into his arms. It was just an ordinary Taoist priest with good wine. What money would he have on his body? He could only go in empty hands, and then took out a few copper coins with red ears, and then looked at Cui Po with his eyes burning.

"Why can't Taicang rice be eaten? Although it is the old rice that has been cleaning the bottom of the official warehouse for many years, the taste will naturally be worse. However, since the "Poet Saint" Du Zimei had eaten it when she was in Chang'an for ten years, can you, a Taoist priest, eat it?" Cui Po thought angrily, but because the little girl was standing by, he couldn't say this. When he saw Daoxu's eyes, he still didn't understand what he meant.

But he himself is not rich, and this time he comes to have a lot of wine. He is still more than two months away from the exam, so he is really generous. But the little girl is really pitiful. If she doesn't help, she will feel sorry for her. It seems that she can only do this again! Then she ignored Daoxu's killing gaze and said to the little girl with a kind look: "You go to the store and ask for Bimo."

At a moment, I had to pass the pen and ink. In the contemptuous and disdainful eyes of Daoxu, Cui Po bowed down the case and wrote a new song. He turned around and explained some tips to the little girl, asking her to memorize the lyrics quickly.

After the commentary, Cui Po saw a wine-giving girl walking on the wooden platform in the hall, and smiled brightly at everyone. Then the other wine-giving girl in the store temporarily stopped delivering wine, took out a hand drum from the cabinet, and stood around in the hall. With the man on the stage, the sound of hand drums sounded from everywhere, and the Hu Ji danced the Hu Xuanwu, who was the best at An Lushan back then, at that bright rhythm, at first, the sound of hand drums was not too fast, and the dancing Hu Ji put on his waist lightly and slowly rotated. When he turned around, when facing everyone, he had the brightest smile, just like the spring breeze of willows coming towards him, which was extremely intoxicating.

After a while, with another high-five, the rhythm of the drums in the hall suddenly accelerated, just like a sudden rain and a new lotus, the sound was crisp and rapid. The dancer also spinned faster and faster with the rhythm, and only turned the red 30-fold skirt into a lantern, and the small braids with spinning heads stood upright in the air. The drinkers in the hall were also clapped and clapped together, and were extremely happy.

The dancer turned his legs alternately at first, but then he was almost at the extreme, and he only used one toe to point as the axis. The other toe slightly leveraged the force and then turned around. In the end, the whole person had turned into a burning flame, full of vitality.
Chapter completed!