"Naturally, it's for my lady to have a good taste." I smiled and turned back to speak. The Yaoguang girl who took off her fur was dressed in a beautiful dark blue beard robe, with her hair coiled on her head and a hat, revealing an exotic style.

"Huh? Thank you, Mr. Fu. Yaoguang smiled sweetly at me, a bright smile, like the sun shining through the clouds.

"Why do you keep staring at the concubine?"

"You're still so pretty."

"Hooligans!"

"Of course, the lady really understands being a husband."

The two of us were quietly flirting and scolding each other, and next to them, Li Yuanfang, who was standing at the door of the private room, pursed her lips vigorously, her face turned purple, as if she was a seriously ill patient with a stool that was about to prolapse. When he heard someone knocking on the door of the private room, the guy quickly coughed loudly, and then opened the sliding door of the private room.

A large table was filled with sumptuous food, and Marlang, wine, and Sanle pulp were all served. After that, several bearded men in traditional Arabic costumes walked in with musical instruments in their hands and saluted us. Retreat to the side of the private room, and with the flicking of their fingers, melodious and exotic music falls back into the private room.

And an old man with gray hair and a deep eagle nose slowly stood up, and with the music, a slightly hoarse but solemn and nostalgic singing voice gradually sounded, in response to the music, gradually high.

Well, in my previous life, I liked Arabic style music and dance very much, especially the kind of distant and desolate chanting, as if it could make people feel the desolation of the desert Gobi through the singing, as well as the yearning for beauty of the people struggling to survive here.

However, the sadness in the song, even the music and the voice, cannot be concealed.

I was listening to it, and I didn't even have time to taste anything, I suddenly felt a slight coldness in my palm, and then I realized that Yaoguang's eyes were also slightly red when I heard it, and the slightly cool fingers had fallen on my palm.

A long tune, after being pulled to the top, slowly descended like a haughty eagle, like a proud eagle, folding its wings sadly, and falling into the desert of eternal silence.

I applauded, very warmly, to the old man of Persia, who had white hair. And my mother-in-law was also so excited that she high-fived vigorously.

The old man thanked us in jerky Chinese, then sat back down, picked up a plucked instrument, and joined in the music.

After that, two Persian dancers came, although these two Persian dancers were very beautiful, but, with the mother-in-law by his side, this son naturally had to be a little more restrained, his eyes were serious, and his expression was also very serious, just like a casting master sitting on the referee's table.

The dancing is very beautiful, and the waist is twisted well, especially the girl on the left, twisting too fast, so that Lao Tzu's eyes are trembling with her waist. Fortunately, my mother-in-law can also see the difference, otherwise, I will have to smell the sweet and sour, with a little spicy balsamic vinegar.

"It's so good-looking, it feels even better than what I saw in Yang Xuangan's mansion." At the end of the song, the Yaoguang girl was very excited.

"Mm-hmm, that's pretty good. Still, I think the old man's chant is even more intoxicating. Naturally, Ben Gongzi didn't go to the performance and was very excited, and still commented with a sanctimonious look.

"This is really, husband, I really can't imagine that in such a small shop, there will be such a singer with a moving voice." Yaoguang looked at the old man who was still playing the instrument with a look of admiration.

"Well, yes, it's a pity that our family doesn't have a place to raise a band right now." Ben Gongzi also stroked his brows with some pity, it was really a pleasure to hear such a song. Think of the old days when the royal capital kept kaki dancers, but nowadays, all of them have been transferred to the Ministry of Culture.

And the Royal Theatre is their stage, and the Royal Song and Dance Troupe performed at the Royal Theatre today is definitely not comparable to my Quanjude Grand Theatre in terms of dance and music.

"It's okay, when the husband has time, I'll accompany the concubine to listen, okay?" Sister Yaoguang gently held my hand and said sweetly.

Looking at this pretty face and those watery eyes, I nodded. Yes, business has taken away too much of my time, the time with my wife and children is indeed too little, and the time I spend alone with Yaoguang or Qingxia is even less pitiful.

"Okay, let's do it, every few days, let's come out quietly and go to see a play, or go to see a song and dance, okay?"

Hearing this, Yaoguang was so happy that she clapped her hands there, but because she was worried that it would affect the playing of those music, she did not touch her palms, but gently tapped her ten fingers, and her head gently swayed left and right, with a smug face, seeing her appearance, I almost laughed out loud, this mother-in-law is so cute.

Tasting these delicious food and wine, enjoying these exotic music and decorations, and then Yaoguang girls hooking up and talking about private words, it is very pleasant.

During this period of time, because of her mother-in-law, Yaoguang sister finally knew that she had restrained her alcohol addiction, not only did she drink it only once in three or five days occasionally, but she also didn't drink too much, which was about twenty or thirty lamps.

Well, the degree of turbid wine is about the same as that of later generations, and coupled with the large amount of alcohol of Yaoguang girl, twenty or thirty lamps will make her cheeks red at most, and she will lick and charm. This made me very curious, but the Yaoguang girl finally squirmed and told the truth.

It was the first time that the Yaoguang girl opened her stomach to drink, and as a result, the whole study was turned into a fragrant battlefield of wreckage, that night, Ben Gongzi and Yaoguang Sister almost did what they should have done, and they did what they shouldn't have done, but the next day Ben Gongzi's legs were weak, and he felt like he was on a boat when he walked.

As for the Yaoguang girl, well, this girl is strictly forbidden to get close to her within three steps for three days, and she looks awkward when she walks, no matter how you look at it. As a result, Qingxia and the two nurses snickered for a long time. Well, after listening to Yaoguang's sister's explanation at the time, I also felt a little burned on my face.

According to Qingxia, that night, the call of our husband and wife was enough to resound throughout the courtyard, which made my son extremely speechless, I obviously remember only hearing the seductive voice of Yaoguang girl, like a nightingale singing high in the night sky, we are gentlemen, how can ghosts cry wolf howl?

Under the anger of this son, naturally the tiger's body was shocked, and Sister Qingxia was tortured, well, in the end, Sister Qingxia, who was soft and weak, plump buttocks and red, and sweaty clothes, finally told the truth, this son did not cry, but occasionally made a few howls like a wolf, damn!

But more of a sigh of relief, Yaoguang sister can drink less, for me, for the family is a blessing, her body has always been healthy, but there is really no resistance to alcohol.

Now, because he is shy, he doesn't dare to drink more, just like the old saying, if you lose your horse, you don't know if it's a blessing?

Nowadays, there are many kinds of wine, but Yaoguang has only tasted a few glasses, but in this way, he has also drunk more than 20 glasses, and his pretty white face is becoming more and more red and tender, and his eyes are rippling like a clear stream at the bottom.

If it weren't for the fact that there were outsiders here, Ben Gongzi might have pounced on it and bitten a few bites to relieve the anger in his heart.

After eating for almost an hour, and when the musicians were almost half an hour away, Yaoguang and I left the private room and walked downstairs. Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped on the corridor, I heard someone shouting loudly at the entrance of the restaurant.

When I looked up, I couldn't help but be stunned. A middle-aged man dressed in a brocade robe, also dressed as a beard, stood in the doorway with a proud expression, while two Persian-bearded thugs with scimitars at their waists were glaring at the old man who had just been singing Persian songs to us in the private room.

Although Ben Gongzi couldn't understand the Persian barbarian language, he looked at the menacing appearance of the two guys, the boss who looked crying and mourning, and the old singer with gray hair and a blood-red palm print on his face.

Ben Gongzi's face couldn't help but sink, and he strode forward. "What are you doing here?"

"This son, this, it's none of your business." The Hu Ren boss's weeping face squeezed out an ugly smile, and he leaned over and said. He also politely led his hand out, looking timid and afraid.

Yaoguang girl raised her eyebrows, and wanted to move forward, I quickly stretched out my hand to stop it, and shouted in a deep voice to the boss of Hu Ren: "It's really none of my business, but, respecting the old and loving the young, this is the nature of my Chinese people, seeing the old people being bullied, can't I ask a question?" ”

The boss of the Hu people grinned, but he didn't know how to answer, but the middle-aged Hu man who was standing at the door with a proud look on his face looked at us with a playful smile. "These Han people are quite lenient in their affairs."

This guy waved his hand towards the door, and suddenly five or six bearded men with scimitars at their waists rushed in, one or two with a full face of meat, either thugs or hooligans.

Li Yuanfang, the loyal servant of this son, had a cold face, stood in front, and stood according to the knife. "Under the rule of the imperial capital of the Chinese Empire, do you want to make trouble?"

This guy is tall and strong, and he is very intimidating, at least his head and body are very bluffing, and he scared the few big men who came out. And the old man who had been slapped in the face walked over with a look of humiliation at the urging of the boss. "Honored guest, you are worried, it was Guedro who accidentally provoked this distinguished guest......" The old singer who called himself Guedero looked humiliated and sad, and he must have been very sad in his heart when he said such a thing.

"Old man, this is China, not the Western Regions, not Persia, here, no matter what kind of person violates the law, he will be punished, you don't have to worry." I smiled and shook my head, stroked the old man, and then my eyes fell on the Hu Ren shopkeeper. "How do you connive at others to make trouble in your own shop?"