In the amazed eyes of the guests, the fan dance of the Korean beauty Park Jung-hyun was finally finished, she performed the etiquette of the Koreans around, and then stood on the stage like a flower in full bloom, with a bewitching smile on her foxy face, a little jerky but very bold to throw her winks around, she looked charming, and her eyes were thrown, which was even more coquettish. The charm makes the souls of many men float out.

At this time, the five young men in Tsing Yi came out with black wooden plates in their hands, and there were already people shouting next to the flower selection platform: "Uncle enjoy the flowers!" ”

As soon as the words fell, some of the guests raised their hands and said loudly: "I'm here, five flowers!" The little guy Lisuo trotted over, and the happy guest had already taken out one hundred and fifty taels of silver tickets, and whispered to the little guy, and the little guy had already shouted loudly: "Tianmao Mixing Shen Dongjia has five flowers for the Baoxiang Lou Pu Zhenxian girl, thank Shen Ye for rewarding!" ”

A beauty in a white dress has already carried a basket of yellow flowers to the stage, and five flowers have been taken out, all of which are glued to the body of the Korean beauty, and someone in the background has recorded the name of Shen Dongjia and the number of flowers to be enjoyed.

In fact, the Great Qin Empire is relatively open, and the affairs of the people and nobles in Fengyue Field are not ugly, on the contrary, it is one of the extremely important topics to talk about on weekdays.

It seems that it is also an elegant thing to be good at playing with Fengyue.

As soon as the five flowers were glued, someone shouted below: "Here, I have six flowers here!" ”

"Eight flowers!"

"Ten flowers!"

"Give me fifteen!"

The five little guys ran around like rabbits, singing trumpets.

"Zhang's oil shop Zhang Dongjia has eight flowers, thank you for the reward!"

"Zhu Tianrong and Zhu Gongzi have fifteen flowers, thank Zhu Gongzi for rewarding!"

"Eighteen flowers on the shopkeeper of Tianyi Pavilion Liu, thank you for the reward!"

"Zhu Tianrong and Zhu Gongzi will have five more flowers, thank Zhu Gongzi for rewarding again!"

The sound is endless, and it is very lively in all directions, the old bustard of Baoxianglou is smiling, and he can't close his mouth, you must know that a flower is thirty taels of silver, and there are already thousands of taels of silver in this moment, and these silvers finally flow into her sleeves.

Chu Huan naturally didn't move here, Yingren brought someone over today, it was purely for Mo Lingshuang, and the other girls were beautiful and glamorous, and in Yingren's opinion, they were also boring.

Chu Huan leaned back in his chair and sipped tea, this was the first time he felt the extravagance of Fengyue Field, listening to the shouts of those dignitaries and nobles, the number of flowers was also higher than one another, it was definitely a lot of money, silver seemed to be just a number in the hearts of these people, and then think about the poor people he had seen, the people in many places couldn't even eat enough, and the gap between the two was so huge.

A single flower of these populations is enough to make many people's homes live for a year or more, but they wave their hands without blinking.

Drunk and golden, singing and dancing, this made Chu Huan finally understand the meaning of these eight words.

In just a moment, the Goryeo beauty Park Jung-hyun's clothes were full of yellow flowers, red and yellow complemented each other, and the highest one was already seventy flowers, and this Goryeo beauty attracted more than 10,000 taels of gold in just a short period of time.

After coming out of seventy flowers, the four began to be quiet for a while, although many of the rich people in it are worth millions, but after all, they are just holding a kiln sister, and they have their own price in their hearts, and no one will really pay a sky-high price to support a girl, and even if they pay a huge price, they may not be able to hold a beauty.

It's like the front one has sixty flowers, and the back one has seventy flowers, if the people in front can't keep up, they can only watch the money they cast go down the drain.

And this only collects cash and silver tickets, there is no credit, take out the silver tickets, will give you flowers, very realistic.

For a long time, no one made a sound, and when a gong sounded, the beautiful woman of Goryeo saluted again, and then retreated.

Soon, the second girl came up, from the Furong Pavilion, who could represent the Furong Pavilion, and was naturally not an ordinary girl, graceful and graceful, with her own temperament.

She also offered a dance, and after the dance, there were happy guests with flowers, but compared to the Goryeo woman in front of her, this woman obviously had a lot less flowers.

In this way, the girls took the stage one after another, but Yingren was extremely anxious, just waiting for Mo Lingshuang to appear, until the fifth place, a burst of beautiful music, only to see a woman floating on the stage like a white cloud, her clothes were like snow, like a dream, dressed in snow-white robes, spotless, with a piece of yellow jade hanging from her earlobes, her hair was bunned and loose, and a jade hairpin was inserted obliquely.

Her shoulders are draped, made of leno, vaguely revealing round fragrant shoulders, her skin is white and red, and she is so beautiful under the red light that Yingren is almost suffocated.

Compared with the last time they met, Mo Lingshuang's dress today was naturally brighter, but the pure beauty on her face had not changed.

Yingren looked at Mo Lingshuang blankly, as if he was enchanted.

Ling Shuang Qingshui's appearance of a hibiscus had already shocked Yingren, but such a glamorous dress at this time made him appreciate another kind of beauty of Ling Shuang.

Chu Huan also looked at Mo Lingshuang on the stage, watching her appear, he was really amazed, his eyesight was excellent, seeing Mo Lingshuang's eyes, his heart suddenly trembled, he faintly saw that although Ling Shuang also had a faint smile on his face, but the smile was very reluctant, those eyes were black and white, Gu Pan Shengyan, and the scriptures seemed to have a thousand words to say.

In the sound of music, Ling Shuang has already danced.

She is a traditional original dance, with a solid foundation, and an excellent figure, Ying Ying's small waist is twisted, and the shawl dances like two long dragons, covering her under the red silk.

The zhengqin is like a dream, the flute is like a fantasy, the tune is quiet, and the clouds are drifting and the water is flowing.

Ling Shuang danced, really as light as a butterfly, soft as a boneless, suddenly like it, but retreated, the fragrance drifted away, and the shadow was fleeting.

The rhythm and dance are very tacit, first it is quiet as water, and after a while, the music changes, and there is a remnant of the sound of the erhu, which becomes impassioned and sonorous, and the expression on Chu Huan's face actually becomes solemn, attracted by this sonorous tune and Ling Shuang's dance, I only feel that Ling Shuang in front of me has turned into a butterfly, flying between the desert and yellow sand, moving and beautiful with delicate beauty, and like a lonely goose in the sky, a lonely wolf in the desert, with a hint of nostalgia in the desolation.

The music was high, Ling Shuang's arms danced suddenly, driving the red silk to dance, and the sky seemed to be a number of fireballs falling from high in the sky, spinning on the flower selection platform, everyone was dizzying, the tone wanted to rest, and it seemed to have the afterglow of the horizon.

Yingren's eyes were actually looking at the stage stupidly, but Ling Shuang also seemed to see Yingren, Gao Spinzhi, every time she turned around, her eyes were looking at Yingren, after a few times, her eyes wandered, and finally saw Chu Huan next to Yingren.

The red silk was flying, Yingren couldn't see Ling Shuang's face, but Ling Shuang's wonderful eyes could clearly see Chu Huan, she didn't have a smile on her face, but at this moment she showed a faint smile.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, the sound of bleakness was also broken in an instant, Ling Shuang was already lying on the ground like a butterfly, and the courtyard was still like a river and sea, but it became calm for a while. The water is clear.

Many people are still silently savoring.

Chu Huan praised it in his heart, this kind of music and dance can only be heard here, and it can only be glimpsed in macro blockbusters after a thousand years.

Ling Shuang stood up slowly, although she was brightly dressed, her whole person was as calm as water, and she once again regained the demeanor of a green lotus out of the water.

Someone has already shouted: "Uncle enjoy the flowers!" ”

Yingren was excited, and was about to get up and call, but Chu Huan reached out and held it down.

Yingren was a little anxious, he now knew that the women who performed on the stage tonight would be taken off tonight, regardless of whether they could become the leaders of the line or not, and the ones who were eligible to take off the cards were the ones who spent the most flowers.

What Ying Renxin was most worried about in his heart was that Ling Shuang was going to serve other men tonight, and he really didn't have the idea of possessing Ling Shuang's body in his heart, he just hoped that Ling Shuang would not be gained by others.

Chu Huan said softly: "Let's see the situation first, don't be too anxious!" ”

At this time, some people have already begun to flower.

Speaking from the heart, although Ling Shuang is very beautiful, but the people who compete for the Oiran tonight are all beautiful women, and they have their own styles, Ling Shuang's dancing is intoxicating, but the dances of other girls are not inferior.

Previously, Park Zhenxian of Baoxiang Building and Cui Meier of Qingqiu Pavilion were extremely popular, with many flowers, in Yingren's eyes, Mo Lingshuang was very brilliant, and he was the most beautiful person in the sky, but not all men are a taste, and not all men will take a fancy to Lingshuang, Lingshuang has the beauty of cold and delicate, but it lacks coquettish and charming.

In addition, there is also a lot of attention to today's appearance arrangement.

Baoxiang Building is the No. 1 building in Yunshan, so the girl Park Jung-hyun was the first to appear, and the guests were holding silver tickets in their hands at the beginning, and they were spending a lot of money, and the more they went to the back, the more nervous the silver in the hands of many people, some people certainly fell in love with Lingshuang, but they may not have enough silver in their hands.

So whoever comes out first will take advantage of it first.

Ling Shuang's fifth appearance, the reason is also very simple, although the Jade Building where she is located is one of the six treasures of Yunshan, but her strength is ranked behind, which also causes Ling Shuang to appear late.

Even so, there were still not a few people who put flowers on Ling Shuang, and there were bursts of shouts, but in a moment, Ling Shuang was also glued with hundreds of purple brocade flowers.

Ling Shuang's smile was very stiff, and she didn't show off her style, she just stood there quietly like a green lotus, but her eyes were quietly looking at Chu Huan's side.

Chu Huan and Yingren sat next to each other, Ling Shuang looked at this side, Yingren only looked at himself, and his heart was even more excited, and he made up his mind to help Ling Shuang tonight no matter what, so as not to let her be ruined by other men.

The number of flowers has increased to eighty, there is silence in all directions, it seems that no one has flowered anymore, more than eighty purple brocades, already two thousand four hundred taels of silver, such a huge amount of money for a night, it is also extremely expensive.

After being silent for a while, Yingren saw that no one was screaming anymore, and was about to get up, when he suddenly heard a voice not far away and said lightly: "Give me a hundred!" ”