Ten thousand golden lotus, just for the Pomeranian to smile?!

Looking at the scholar's chic and calm appearance, such a spirit has a different temperament, which is shocking and impressive.

Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't speak, such a Lingyuan madman, the legend of Wan Jinbo laughing, is destined to spread in this Jianhong City for many years.

In the private room of the eldest prince, the table in front of the second prince was smashed by his fist, and his eyes widened angrily, "This kid is deliberate! What do you say that you are shy in your pocket, and when we get together the silver to ask for a price, we will come out at a sky-high price, and play us as monkeys?"

"Play this hand for us, if you want to capture it!" The third prince also broke the teacup, and there was no trace of grace, gritted his teeth and said: "There is no one in such eyes, even if he is a Lingyuan person, this matter must not be left like this, otherwise our Jian Hong Qijie will be ridiculed for a lifetime!"

The seven sons were all filled with righteous indignation, and they all shouted that they wanted to find this dog to settle the account!

The eldest prince smiled gloomily, and stopped everyone with a wave of his hand, "It's another hundred thousand taels, we have become someone else's foil, how many years has this happened? In our territory in Jian Hongcheng, you dare to step on our faces like this, what a big hand, what a big dog!"

He got up and came to the window, looked at Deqiong deeply, and did not change his color under the strange gaze of everyone, and said indifferently: "This brother is bold, we admit it, and there will be a period later!"

"Take, take. Since everyone else softened, Deqiong felt comfortable, but he also returned the salute with great reserve, and did not take the so-called Jian Hong Qijie too seriously, it was just a matter of having fun.

Closing the window, facing the suspicious and disdainful eyes of the six brothers, the eldest prince said coldly: "Call Xin Niang to me!"

"Oiran tonight, sick Xizi once cherished flowers!"

Xin Niang sang loudly, looking at the most eye-catching delicate beauty in the center, her expression was extremely complicated. Today's safflower, the astonishing price alone, not only overshadows the rest of the Oiran of the Qinglou, but even countless Oiran over the past few decades are difficult to compare, including her.

This little girl's life is too good, so good that even she can't help but feel jealous......

After tonight, it is destined to be infinitely beautiful and glamorous!

In the cheers of everyone, the sick Xizi raised his head slightly, looked at Deqiong affectionately, and suddenly smiled. It seems that heaven and earth are silent, and everything is discolored, only the beauty in red, with a smile!

The sudden blooming beauty is fascinating and incomprehensible!

Oiran, well deserved!

Only Zhong Ziji, who is familiar with her, knows that there is pride and pride in her smile. She retreated silently, sighing in her heart, becoming a king and defeating a king, from now on, everyone only knows that Oiran is sick Xizi, who will remember her as a flower?

As for the other beauties, not to mention.

Deqiong nodded with a smile and closed the window gracefully, before turning around, and the smile froze on her face.

"Senior brother, you must be finished, spend all your money in the Qinglou, you have no money to cultivate, it's strange if Senior Brother doesn't scold you to death!" Sun Qiu looked at him with pity.

Liu Heng had been focusing on cultivation before, and he hadn't paid attention to what was happening, but just now after Sun Qiu whispered to him, Liu Heng's face was almost black, and his eyes wanted to strangle Deqiong to death.

240,000 taels of silver, which also included his 5,000 taels of gold, had just finished speaking, and before he knew what to do with it, he was thrown out by Deqiong, a vain cargo! If it was given to him, so much money would be enough for him to cultivate to the peak of the martial realm, and he would have thrown it all in the Qinglou in a blink of an eye?

I've never seen such a loser!

And the Pomeranians laugh?

To put it mildly, this product is definitely looking for its own pumping!

Facing Liu Heng's fire-breathing gaze, Deqiong also seemed to feel that today was a bit excessive, and said with a smile: "Isn't this a hurry, we have never lost face in the Qinglou, and naturally we can't break the ring today." Don't worry, I will pay you back the money as soon as possible......"

"It's not about money. Liu Heng shook his head, sighed, and asked very seriously: "I'm curious, your father actually indulged you so much, didn't he think of killing you?"

Deqiong's face twitched, and Sun Qiu said in surprise: "Senior Brother Liu, how do you know? Senior Brother Deqiong was almost beaten to death by his father, and after he was kicked out of the house, the teacher took him in because he was pitiful. ”

And so it was!

Liu Heng nodded understandingly, if he gave birth to such a loser son, he would definitely want to kill him.

"It's not just his father who wants to clean him up, but also the senior brother, the second senior sister, the third senior brother......" Sun Qiu counted carefully, and was immediately covered by Deqiong, and sneered at Liu Heng: "Don't listen to this kid's nonsense, I just occasionally go crazy, occasionally, occasionally ......"

The door of the private room was knocked open, and Xin Niang led ten beauties to accompany Lord Xie Jin, which made the farce end. For a while, the warbler and the swallow, surrounded by the fragrant wind, were like a hundred flowers competing for beauty, and even Liu Heng was dazzled by this scene, and his mind did not belong.

"How about it? This money is not spent, right?" Deqiong squeezed his eyebrows and said proudly to Liu Heng, "Which one you like, just say it, keep it to your satisfaction!"

Liu Heng swept around, shook his head and said nothing.

Although these ten people are beautiful, he really can't understand that he can't afford to spend 240,000 taels to buy a night of romance. I don't know why, looking at these beauties in front of him, he suddenly thought of Miss Du in the grocery store in Liu'an County, and always felt that it seemed to be a little less aura, maybe when Miss Du grew up, it would be even more incomparable.

While talking, plates of delicacies are placed on the table, which is the most famous Oiran feast. Originally, it was a gift for the girls to thank the gold owner, and they wanted to disperse to the gold owner to accompany them, but today's gold master is actually the same person, so ten beauties rarely gathered together.

Seeing that Liu Heng was still not in high spirits, Deqiong groaned and said to Xin Niang: "That's it, you stay and talk with my junior brother, and Yuyan and Sick Xizi accompany our junior brother to drink, and the rest of the girls go to find a lively place, it's too crowded here." ”

"Mr. Xie. ”

Deqiong put down her words, and the rest of the girls were unwilling, so they could only salute and thank them, and they came out one after another.

"Childe is from Lingyuan?" Xin Niang was curious, and while beckoning everyone to a banquet, she smiled and said: "Well-informed, no wonder you can recognize the heel of the Oiran opera, and if you are a person in our city, where do you know what Lejia is?

"Oh?"

Deqiong was surprised, being included in the door wall of Lejia should be a statement of self-worth, but being able to be sent to be an outer disciple, "It can be regarded as your heart." ”

"It's not as good as the senior sisters of the Le family. Sick Xizi said humbly, the meaning of self-shame in her tone was very real, compared to the real disciples of Lejia, she really couldn't compare.

"Do you know a senior sister named Jing Yao?" Deqiong suddenly became nervous, obviously this name had an extraordinary meaning to him.

Sick Xizi thought about it carefully, and then said gloomily: "What Gongzi said should be the senior sister of the inner door, the Lejia has strict rules, and there is little contact between the inner and outer doors, and the slave family does not know it." ”

"You look a little like her. Deqiong's mood fluctuated a little, and her voice trembled slightly, as if she remembered something, and lost her soul.

In this way, it makes the sick Xizi feel uncomfortable, but he can only say: "This is the blessing of the slave family." ”

"She looks alike and sings, and I had the privilege of hearing her hum a few words, and I will never forget them again......," De Joan muttered, and then suddenly asked, "Do you know how to play the piano?"

Liu Heng couldn't help but take a closer look at the sick Xizi, this Deqiong did not hesitate to spend 100,000 taels to hold out the oiran, and his appearance was indeed a stunning asset, and he was actually the most beautiful one among dozens of beauties. But listening to Deqiong's words, it seems that there is another reason for her to be an oiran, and it is that she looks a little like someone, which makes Deqiong so sought after.

This Lejia disciple named Jing Yao, just after listening to a few words of humming, made Deqiong so obsessed, what kind of person would he be?

"The slave's piano skills are not as good as one-tenth of Sister Yuyan's, and I don't dare to be ugly. Zeng Xi's face was shy, and he said softly: "If the son wants to listen to the piano, let Sister Yuyan come." ”

Deqiong said: "She loves the piano the most, and she never leaves her hand every day, but I have never had the opportunity to hear her play, if I can watch you play a song, it can be regarded as a wish to be fulfilled." ”

Seeing that Deqiong was so stubborn, Zeng Xihua couldn't refuse, so she could only sit by the piano and play seriously.

The piano sounded briskly, and the tune was like a little girl's singing, but it was not as bad as she said, and Deqiong shook her head and listened to it with satisfaction. Liu Heng felt that it was not how well Zeng Xihua really played, but that Deqiong regarded her as the person in his heart, but she was just a love house and a black one.

Deqiong, it turns out that there is such an infatuated side, Liu Heng is thoughtful.

It made the three sons smile. Zeng Xihua got up apologetically and sat back at the table.

The people present naturally applauded and praised, and Xin Niang hurriedly greeted: "The three sons don't dislike Cui Yiju's craftsmanship? This Oiran banquet, the chefs are also painstaking, if they can't satisfy the sons, it really makes the slaves sad." ”

You have to taste the banquet bought for 240,000 taels of silver. Sun Qiu couldn't help but put down the chopsticks, tasted a few bites, frowned slightly and loosened, and muttered: "It's not as delicious as the porridge made by Uncle Cook." ”

Deqiong is not taboo in meat and vegetarian, and he is also happy when he is in a good mood, and he laughs and scolds while interviewing the dishes: "Can this be compared? It is not easy for a mortal chef to do this!"

Liu Heng took a pair of chopsticks, frowned and put them down. These dishes are exquisitely styled, colorful, and flavorful, but they don't seem to taste as good as the porridge and blood taro stewed by the barbarian cook, not to mention Uncle He's craftsmanship. The difference was not a little bit, he only found it difficult to eat, but he didn't want to spoil the atmosphere, so he simply drank tea slowly and methodically.

When the three women saw this scene, they only felt speechless, but this was already the best level of their Cui Yiju. They also saw that it was not the poor food, but the usual taste of these three people, which made them really powerless.

"Our Cui Yiju's wine is a must, it is a pot of jade brew with 100 gold, and it will definitely satisfy the three sons!" Xin Niang's eyes signaled to the sick Xizi, "Why don't you hurry up and give the three sons a glass?"

After pouring the wine, Liu Heng and the three of them gave the beauty face and took a sip, Sun Qiu and Deqiong were quite satisfied, but Liu Heng frowned slightly.

At first, I was looking forward to it, but I didn't expect that the good wine that was blown "a must" was actually such a taste, as light as water, not to mention, but also flattened out the smell of dust and miscellaneous smell that could not be concealed. There is a world difference between it and the wine brewed by Uncle He that he once drank, and he dared to claim to be a pot of 100 gold, which was really disappointing to him.

Quietly putting down the wine glass, Liu Heng only felt bored, so he could only wait for the two of them to finish eating, so it was better to leave early.

After a while, Deqiong was in the middle of a conversation with the three women, and was in high spirits, when the door was suddenly kicked open.

More than a dozen figures squeezed into the door, looking at them with unkind faces, led by the "Deqiong Seven Heroes". Deqiong put down the jade chopsticks, did not panic, and asked calmly: "Seven friends broke in, what happened?"

The eldest prince smiled coldly, "This Oiran banquet is good, right?"

"It's ok. Deqiong responded lightly, Liu Heng was depressed when he heard it, this is not bad? The 240,000 taels of this goods are really a loss, and it can't be lost anymore.

The seven people looked at each other, and suddenly showed a treacherous sneer, the second son rolled up his sleeves, and suddenly laughed and shouted, "Pour, pour, pour!"