"Woman, you don't dare to agree, are you afraid that you won't be able to become an oiran?" Long Chuangchuang thought, no matter what, he must let her participate in the oiran competition.
"Nonsense." Sooner or later, he shouted at the little guy.
Aunt Roy was stunned and asked cautiously: "Girl, what did mom say wrong?"
Sooner or later, he realized that he was overly emotional, waved his hand and said: "It's none of your business, you can go out first..."
"No, you shouldn't give up. Mom, I won't leave. Girl, you must agree. Let's not talk about how glorious it is to be elected as the number one oiran in the imperial city. Even if you put aside these things, the girl has to think about herself.
ah."
"If you think for yourself, why don't you go to Flower Street and work as an courtesan?" After all, she used to be an aristocratic woman, but now she is willing to degenerate and think of herself?
"Girl, when I see you, I think you've lost your mind. Think about it, after becoming an oiran, you will gain a reputation and have more admirers. What kind of life will you have in the future?"
When Aunt Roy said this, she winked and said: "Besides, you are different, girl. As long as you become an courtesan, you will be sent directly to the priest. This is something that many people can't ask for. If you can become a god
Concubine, that is the blessing gained through ten lifetimes of cultivation..."
As if she thought the conditions she offered were tempting enough, she added: "I'm not afraid of girls' jokes. If I were ten years younger, Mom, I would also go to this Oiran competition."
Looking at the shy look of the half-old woman with exaggerated makeup holding her heart in both hands, she twitched her lips with a smile.
"Mom's charm is still there. Let alone ten years ago, even now she is still a pear blossom over a begonia."
She said something against her will, and not surprisingly, she was despised by Long Chuangchuang.
"Hahaha!" Aunt Roy smiled and waved her embroidered handkerchief, her flowers trembling with laughter, "Young girl is really good at talking, but, mom, I like honest good boys like you, so that's settled."
"You really want to go?" Sooner or later, I was dumbfounded, and my heart was beating very fast, shocked by Aunt Roy's smile.
God, where did the sudden jealousy in her heart come from? It couldn't be that this old woman covets the position of the concubine of the Goddess. Is she angry?
"Shall I go? The girl is joking about her mother again. Of course you are going." Aunt Roy said with a smile.
"You want to go so badly, why do you want me to go?"
"Who said I want to go? Even if I want to go, I can't just say I can go." Aunt Roy suddenly felt sad, "Girl, time is not forgiving, I think back then my mother was also the most beautiful woman in the world.
How many princes and nobles have bowed to me... Hey, it's a pity that I was young and ignorant and arrogant, otherwise why would I be like this now? Girl, you can't follow in my footsteps, it's better to listen to mother's words."
The old madam was eloquent, but sooner or later she would feel dizzy after listening to it, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Oh, I'll go!"
"That's right," Aunt Roy was overjoyed and called to her, "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you dress up the girl quickly?"
"yes."
Sooner or later, someone would inexplicably drag her out of bed, and she could only hear Aunt Roy chattering endlessly, thinking to herself, she just sighed, this is the generation gap.
"Xiaoyu, go and take out the gold jade clothes I collected. If we don't succeed today, we will be successful. We must teach that old lady Jiuniang a lesson and let them all see that Hongxingyuan is still the flower street of the past.
Damn it! Humph, even a mere Baoxianglou dares to steal people from me over and over again, but he rebelled against her!"