Datang started from donating medicine

"Yes, yes, but the singing is not good."

"It's okay, as long as you can sing."

Gu Baodao: "Teach you a song, and you will perform it together later. Whether you can find a woman or not will depend on your ability."

As soon as they heard that they could find a woman, several people felt like they were fighting chicken blood. It was a difficult song to learn, but I learned it very quickly.

This made Gu Baozhi sigh with emotion, the rapid growth of hormonal impulse can really turn an idiot into a genius.

At this time, the time for the lotus feast is almost here.

A lot of people gathered in front of rows of tables.

But soon a bonfire was raised, and then a person was bare-chested, fisting and kicking beside him.

Around the bonfire, there were a few men kneeling and sitting.

Such a strange scene attracted the attention of many people.

"Isn't this the people from Cheng Chumo?"

Wang Xiaojiang stood in front of a table and said in a bad tone.

"Yes, it's them."

A person beside him said: "These people are like idiots in the afternoon, but at night, they have well-developed limbs and simple minds."

"What do they mean?"

A woman beside Wang Xiaojiang blinked and asked in a low voice.

Wang Xiaojiang sneered: "I'm afraid I want to attract women's attention. After all, I haven't picked it, so I can only rely on some three-legged skills to attract others' attention."

The woman frowned, shook her head, and said nothing.

Chapter 67 The Sea...

"I'm so mad, let me catch that little Taoist priest and definitely make him look good."

Gao Yang searched for a long time, but he couldn't find Gu Bao, which made her very angry.

Li Lizhi smiled helplessly, and suddenly pointed to the distance and said, "There is a bonfire over there, and there are people beside it."

As expected, Li Shu was attracted and said excitedly, "Go and see what's going on."

......

"King Wei, those boys lit a bonfire next to the lotus banquet, do you want to burn it?" A guard asked Li Tai.

Li Tai glanced at the interested sister-in-law, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, everyone is happy, it's just a bonfire, it's not a big deal."

"Here!"

After the guards retreated, Li Tai smiled and said, "I don't know what these boys are up to."

"Let's see it."

Princess Guantao smiled and said: "I hope there will be some surprises, otherwise it will be the same every year, and it will be boring."

"Sister-in-law taught me a lesson." Li Tai sweated.

At this moment, a strange musical instrument sounded suddenly.

The lotus feast, which was a bit noisy at first, became quiet in an instant.

"Hey, Wan'er, what musical instrument do you hear?"

In front of a table, a girl with delicate makeup suddenly asked.

Holding the pastry in her hand, Zheng Wan'er's face changed when she heard the words, and she looked along the light, but what she saw was a bonfire and several men beside the bonfire.

He knew those men, and they were some of the major public hazards that Chang'an was famous for.

Not doing business, looking for flowers and willows all day long, not doing business.

"Wennie, this should be a guitar." Zheng Wan'er said.

Wen Ni, that is, the girl with exquisite makeup, said in amazement: "What kind of musical instrument is this, why don't I know?"

"I don't know too well, I'm fortunate to have heard of it."

Zheng Wan'er glanced a few times, trying to find that familiar figure, but unfortunately, apart from the bonfire, she didn't see Gu Bao's shadow.

"No, I have to go and see."

Wen Ni said, stretched out his hand and pulled Zheng Wan'er over.

Around the bonfire, a circle gradually formed, men and women who like to watch the excitement.

While everyone was pointing, the kneeling people suddenly opened their mouths and sang:

"The bell rings the signal to go home

in his life

as if a little sad

The meaning of black skin to him

It's a lifelong dedication to the battle of skin color

Years turn possession into loss

tired eyes with hope

Today there are only remnants of the husk

Welcome to the glorious years

Hold tight to freedom in the wind and rain

A lifetime of struggle

Confidence can change the future

ask who can

Whether the boundaries of skin color can be distinguished

愿 这 土地 里

不 分 你 高 低

The beauty of colorful colors

是 因 它 没有

分开 每 种 色彩

Years turn possession into loss

tired eyes with hope

Today there are only remnants of the husk

Welcome to the glorious years

Hold tight to freedom in the wind and rain

A lifetime of struggle

Confidence can change the future

ask who can

Today there are only remnants of the husk

Welcome to the glorious years

Hold tight to freedom in the wind and rain

A lifetime of struggle

Confidence can change the future

Ask who else can do it. "

Oh, with the sound of Oh, Yuchi Baolin and Li Deju started to fight.

Out of breath, he played a round of bull coins alone, then knelt down on the ground and began to rest.

Several people or fight, or rest, or sing.

In the song that everyone can't understand, he staggered and sang this tune that made people excited.

"Today there are only remnants of the husk

Welcome to the glorious years

Hold tight to freedom in the wind and rain

A lifetime of struggle

Confidence can change the future

ask who can

Oh

Oh

Today there are only remnants of the husk

Welcome to the glorious years

Hold tight to freedom in the wind and rain

A lifetime of struggle

Confidence can change the future. "

After a song is sung, the audience is silent.

Everyone stared blankly at several major public hazards in Chang'an beside the campfire.

Inexplicably, some women suddenly felt that such a man seemed very attractive.

There is an inexplicable masculinity that attracts these women.

"Wow, why do I suddenly feel that they are so masculine?"

Wenny tightly grasped Zheng Wan'er's palm and yelled.

Zheng Wan'er smiled and said, "It's really good. Although I can't understand it, it's really nice."

Wayne laughed and said: "Some rhythms are obviously wrong, but this kind of music is really touching. It also makes me have a good impression of these men."

Zheng Wan'er glanced around and said casually, "You have a fiancé."

"You're not married yet, what are you afraid of?"

Weney didn't care.

Zheng Wan'er shrugged, she could do nothing about this best friend's bold style.

"No, I have to get to know each other."

Weney let go of Zheng Wan'er's little hand, and squeezed in directly.

Zheng Wan'er took a look, and found that there were quite a few women who had changed their impressions. Many women were pointing fingers, and they seemed to be springing up.

Hu Feng, a legacy of the Tang Dynasty.

The atmosphere is quite open.

Men pursue women, and naturally there are women who boldly pursue men.

The two love each other, as long as they don't hook up with a married man, generally no one will say anything.

However, Zheng Wan'er, who was reserved and serious by nature, was not interested in this.

Glancing around, she fixed her gaze on a pavilion not far away.

Just now she had a faint feeling that there was a musical instrument coming from inside, but she wasn't too sure.

After finishing the performance, Gu Bao grinned as he looked at the people who were surrounded and became the focus of everyone.