As Li Mi said, after walking north along Zhuque Street, after passing Jingshanfang, the population became denser, and the clothes of passers-by became much more gorgeous, with the smell of a prosperous city. The more people walked north, the more people were, the walls on both sides of the street were still there, but the eaves of the eaves of the roof that were higher than the walls gradually increased. From time to time, you could see a faint figure behind the pearl curtain. Listen carefully and hear a few cute laughs.

Li Zaixing's lonely heart began to move.

As the saying goes, after three years of military service, the old sow turned into Diao Chan. Not to mention that he not only worked as a soldier in Tibet for five years in his previous life, but also worked as a young novice monk in Prajna Temple for eight years in this life. He has not seen many women for more than ten years, let alone in close contact. Although he has not been formally ordained, he really has no chance to break his lust. Now he has arrived in Chang'an, the most prosperous city in the world. There are so many beautiful women. How could he not be excited and excited?

Li Zaixing looked around, hoping to see a few beautiful women in the Tang Dynasty and enjoy the pleasure of seeing them first. Not only that, even Teller Piao was a little excited, because there were quite a few pedestrians on the road, including beautiful mares. Teller Piao was blowing and wagging his tail, and was very proud of his ability. He wanted to see the passing little mare more often, and seized the opportunity to rub his neck with a maroon little mare. It was not until Li Zaixing discovered that he kicked it, and then left reluctantly. Without taking two steps, he fell in love with a white horse in front, rushed over, lowered his head, and touched the white horse's buttocks.

"Where did you come from the wild boy? You dare to slap my horse." The leader was a tall man with a beard with a deep nose and eyes. He didn't look like a Han man, but he spoke Chang'an words much more authentic than Li Zaixing. Seeing Teller's white horse, he was immediately furious, staring at Li Zaixing with green eyes, and staring at Li Zaixing fiercely.

Li Zaixing hurriedly held Tellepiao awkwardly and smiled embarrassedly. He bowed to the young man in gorgeous clothes who had just turned around on the horse's back and said with a smile: "Brother, I'm ashamed, oh, my god..."

Halfway through Li Zaixing's words, he had already seen the true face of the young man in the Chinese costume. He was shocked and screamed subconsciously, and he couldn't say anything else. The man's face was so terrifying. It was fine if he had a round big pie face, with a large piece of yellow on his forehead and a red cheek on his cheeks. It looked like he was performing, but what scared him the most were his eyebrows and lips. The man's eyebrows were short and thick, like a broom, flying upwards. There were a little cherry on his lips, but the cherry might have been there for too long, not red, but black.

With yellow forehead, red cheeks, short eyebrows and black lips, Li Zaixing, who was not mentally prepared, was frightened and his heart was jumping around and almost fell off the horse's back. If Wei Yingwu saw that he was so nervous, he would definitely fall all over the ground.

Li Zaixing covered his heart and swallowed, feeling his throat dry.

This is too frightening. Could it be that an actor who is running around, and the time is too tight to take off his makeup? I'm scared to death.

"Where did the wild boy come from? He was fussing, scaring Anu to death." The young man in the Chinese clothing was also startled and covered his bulging chest and said angrily. His voice was sharp, and he didn't know whether he was talking with his throat or being born like this. He glared at him, looked at Li Zaixing up and down, frowned, and his eyes slanted, showing a little contempt. "Hmph, I don't know where the country man came from, it's really disappointing."

Before Li Zaixing could speak, Lu Hu rushed forward, laughed and bowed: "This little lady is so ashamed. My master came to Chang'an for the first time. I don't know the rules. I'm abrupt. I'd like to forgive me."

"This young man speaks the official voice, but he is a polite person." The young man in the gorgeous clothes glared at Li Zaixing again, and said to the Hu man who was still angry and angry, "Let's go, don't bother with such people, it will ruin the demeanor of my capital. Go quickly, if you are late, you won't be able to catch up."

The Hu groom responded gently and quickly left with the white horse.

Li Zaixing was still in shock and confused. "Is this... a woman?"

"Of course it's a woman, and it's a rare beauty." Lu Hushang smiled and said, "The Tang Dynasty is open and there are many women wearing husband's clothes. If you see them more in the future, you won't be surprised."

He looked at the bloated figure gradually moving away, recalling the two snow-swept eyebrows, and there were tens of thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past. A woman, a rare beauty? What about the willow-leaf eyebrows and the small waist? Fortunately, it was my first time meeting in broad daylight. If I saw you at night, I would probably be scared.

After hearing Li Zaixing's question, Lu Hu continued to explain that the yellow on the woman's forehead was called the yellow forehead, which is the yellow forehead that is often called "yellow forehead invading the hair", also called Huahuang. Her eyebrows were broad eyebrows, and you also mentioned willow-leaf eyebrows, but it was just a new eyebrow makeup that just appeared. Not every woman liked it, and there were many people who liked broad eyebrows. As for her lips, it was called black lips. This was the makeup that came from Tubo, which was rare in the Tang Dynasty. I didn't expect that the Lord King would see it the first time he entered Chang'an.

Li Zaixing was so amused that he could not help but let out a cold sweat, and was disappointed. His hot spring heart suddenly became cold. He thought about Princess Taiping played by Zhou Xun in "The Palace of Ming Dynasty" and secretly greeted the makeup artist. You are so stupid. But after a second thought, he seemed to be unable to blame the makeup artist. If he really wanted to use makeup according to the real makeup in history, he was afraid that this TV series would lose its nose and eyes.

To soothe a wounded heart, Li Zaixing and Li Mi came to the end of Zhuque Street. In front of him was Zhuque Gate, the southern gate of the imperial city. Compared with the Mingde Gate I saw before, Zhuque Gate is taller. The palace wall alone is more than three meters, and the gate tower is taller and more majestic and magnificent. In front of Zhuque Gate, a east-west Chunmingmen Street is not as wide as Zhuque Street. It is estimated to be more than one hundred meters, about forty meters.

Unlike the deserted street at the southern end of Zhuque Street, the street in front of Zhuque Gate is very lively. People come and go, and traffic is crowded. Even if it cannot be compared with Dafujing in later generations in Beijing, it is not far away. The biggest difference is that pedestrians come and go in a hurry, and no one stops to see the scenery. Because there is no beautiful scenery, there are no shops on both sides of the street, only rows of willow trees and silent walls, and on the north side is a palace wall that is more than three meters high, silently indicating the dignity and supremacy of the royal family. Although Zhuque Gate is majestic, it cannot be seen every day. Only rural people like Li Zaixing who have entered the city for the first time will stop here.

Alas, the decaying class society. Li Zaixing sighed secretly and followed Li Mi to the east along the street. After walking about two or three miles, at a crossroads, Li Mi stopped and bowed: "Brother, there is Pingkangfang in front, so I won't go in with you."

Li Zaixing bowed and returned the gift: "Sanlang is willing to do it, and I don't think there will be any problem with Lu's guide. If there is anything, I will go to you again."

Li Mi nodded, took care of Lu Hu for a few more words, and then rode the donkey north. Li Zaixing led the horse to continue traveling east. After walking not far, he came to the north gate of Pingkangfang. Li Zaixing immediately noticed a problem. He had just turned around from Zhuque Street and passed by the two yards, but there seemed to be no north gate, so he inquired Lu Hu.

Lu Hu explained with a smile that the four rows of Thirty-six fangs on the east and west sides of Zhuque Street only have two gates, east and west, and no north and south gates. Because Thirty-six fangs are facing the imperial city and the palace city, in order to prevent the overflow of the royal energy and the north and south, they can only leave two gates. And other gates usually have four gates.

Li Zaixing was speechless. Feudal superstition killed people. If you really want to keep the king's aura from overflowing, it would be enough to not open the north-south door. The streets between Fang and Fang are not north-south? These officials have opened two less doors for an inexplicable reason. It is so troublesome for the people. In such a large community, four doors are considered small, let alone two doors.

Li Zaixing complained in his heart and entered the north gate of Pingkangfang. As soon as he entered the door, he felt a different atmosphere. Compared to Chunmingmen Street, which was often the first time, Pingkangfang was more lively. Not only were there many people, but the sound was also noisy, with more human fireworks. The brightly dressed men and women were either riding horses or riding cars, coming and going in a constant stream. From time to time, people stopped to say hello to each other, and one voice was loud or gentle, and generous laughter and gentle smile were mixed together, one after another. Perhaps the road was a little narrower and the crowd became much more crowded. It was really crowded and sweating. Looking around, there were more horses, and it seemed that they were a little more than the streets outside.

"Why is this so lively?" Li Zaixing asked curiously.

Lu Hu took a look: "I think the Jinshi has been released. The students come here to drink and celebrate." He glanced at Li Zaixing and pointed to several rows of courtyards on the east side: "This is the most famous romantic summit in Chang'an City. Not only are the students willing to come, but also the young men like Wei Sanlang like to come. If you live here, you will have many opportunities to meet in the future."

"I live in Bodhi Temple, not in **." Li Zaixing smiled and said, "I said Ahu, do you think I live in Bodhi Temple because it is convenient to go to **?"

Lu Hu smiled and did not explain. Although he was arranged by Li Mi to be a follower, he did not regard Li Zaixing as his master in his heart. He was polite to Li Zaixing, but out of politeness. He didn't care what Li Zaixing thought, but from his performance on Zhuque Street, he thought that he, the novice monk who had not received the precepts, was not a gentleman who was rude to be polite and respectful. It was normal for him to go shopping.

Li Zaixing didn't say much. He could roughly guess what Lu Hu thought. He didn't need to explain to Lu Hu. The reason why he wanted to live in Bodhi Temple after coming to Chang'an was because his master had lived in Bodhi Temple for a while before, and the token given by the client also showed that he might often go in and out of Bodhi Temple.

However, after listening to Lu Hu's introduction to **, Li Zaixing felt that the master asked him to live in Bodhi Temple not only because the client was convenient for entering and leaving Bodhi Temple. Since these ** are gathering places for young men, they are naturally also places where stunning gangs, assassins and other jealous people in the world often appear. Correspondingly, this is also a distribution center for various gossips, and living here is conducive to the transmission of messages.

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