Chapter 88: Jiu'er wants to bring them all back to the palace
"Young Master, the election of courtesan in Changchun Garden is an annual event. The master behind this also specially invited many literati and poets to conduct the selection, and then gathered many brothels and red buildings in the capital to comment."
Song Chao diligently presented pastries, poured a cup of tea for Gu Shenghui, and introduced it with a tragic look.
Luo Yuan looked at Song Chao's appearance and curled his lips disdainfully, but looking at Gu Shenghui's appearance that seemed very interested, he also showed a flattering smile on his face.
"Yes, especially the girl named Ruyan, who is proficient in all shapes, dance, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has won three championships for the next three consecutive times!"
Gu Shenghui drank tea and crossed his legs and listened to the introductions of the two of them. The old god said, "It sounds really interesting."
Song Chao was delighted.
"It is the honor of Changchun Garden to make the young master feel interesting. I specially chose the best private room. After the curtain is pulled up, you can see the stage. Now the election of the courtesan has not yet begun. Master, please use it first.
Order pastries.”
Gu Shenghui nodded with satisfaction, twisted up a piece of cloud cake and put it into his mouth.
At this moment, a small soft voice came from the next door. Although I couldn't hear what I was saying, it just seemed to be sweet to the heart, and I was even a little familiar.
"Have you heard the child's voice just now?" Gu Shenghui looked at the two beside him and asked.
Song Chao and Luo Yuan looked at each other and shook their heads.
Luo Yuan: "Young Master, you probably heard it wrong. How could there be children in Changchun Garden?"
Song Chao also agreed.
Gu Shenghui listened carefully and did not hear it again, as if the sound just now was really his illusion. Could it be that he missed Jiuer too much, so he had auditory hallucinations?
--bite!
A crisp ringtone rang.
Three consecutive tones.
The madam held the bell in her hand and shook it three times.
The ringtone spread out from the madam's hands and fell to everyone's ears like a circle of ripples that a stone fell into the lake.
The bustle and bustle suddenly became quiet.
Changchun Building has three floors in total, and is in a circular shape, and the stage is placed in the middle of the first floor.
On the day of the election of the courtesan, the third floor is not open to the public.
The curtains on the box blocking on the second floor were pulled open, and you could see the stage in the center of the downstairs at a glance.
The madam stood on the stage, facing so many literati and poets, and was still generous and began to introduce the rules of the election of the courtesan.
Su Jiu stood on the chair, with her two small arms bent up and placed on the wooden railing, her chin against the horizontal railing, and her almond eyes were full of curiosity.
Hang Zongzhi leaned on the window frame in a lack of interest, and didn't even look at it.
Su Xuanyan circled the little man's waist aside, and looked at the little man's shocked look, but the smile in his eyes never dissipated.
After a brief introduction, the courtesan competition officially began.
The woman who first appeared on the stage covered her face with red gauze, only revealing her charming phoenix eyes, dancing gracefully, and her waist looming in the gauze skirt.
"Suck!"
Su Jiu subconsciously sucked the tears from the corner of her mouth, and her pair of apricot eyes stared at the woman's slender waist with burning heat.
Hang Zongzhi looked at the villain sideways, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
He had never seen such a lustful baby, and as a woman, what was there to look good about? It was just flesh and blood.
The opening was so exciting that the atmosphere suddenly became boiling.
Someone called the woman's name downstairs.
"Red lotus!Red lotus!"
On the stage, under the gauze, Honglian had a beautiful face. When she heard the shout, she smiled charmingly and turned around and left.
In the audience, countless eyes were burning, as if they wanted to follow her, but no one dared to move.
Everyone knows that the owner behind Changchun Tower is quite famous and has a fierce and vicious wrist.
Someone once tried to make trouble in Changchun Tower. Before the riot started, his feet were cut off in front of everyone's eyes, and the murderer has not been found yet.
After Honglian left, another woman came on stage.
Su Jiu was staring at her eyes. There were really many young ladies! They were all beauties!
Hang Zongzhi was not interested in these vulgar things. He originally wanted to have a sleep, but was attracted by the villain.
If you don’t look at it, you will know that a person’s expression can be so rich!
There are thousands of appearances in the world, so there are naturally different types of beauties.
For every different type of woman, Su Jiu's expressions on her face are different.
Facing Honglian, Su Jiu's face was full of obsession, but it was different from the desires of the men downstairs. Su Jiu simply admired it.
When Su Jiu saw the woman in white playing the pipa, all the obsessive expression on her face faded away, showing a look of admiration, which was a kind of expression, although I don't understand what you played, I still think it's so powerful.
.
Before I knew it, I saw the end of this look.
Women who can participate in the courtesan election all have their own skills, which is tantamount to a visual feast for the men in the audience.
Of course, it is also for Su Jiu.
"Uncle Emperor, can Jiuer bring them all back to the palace and then perform for Jiuer to show during the banquet?"
Su Jiu looked at her for a long time and her neck became a little sore. She raised her head and looked at Su Xuanyan expectantly.
The smile on Su Xuanyan's face froze.
"I'm afraid... it's not very good."
Not to mention whether the emperor's brother would agree, these women who participated in the competition belonged to Changchun Tower. The rumors behind the owner were very mysterious and no one had ever seen it.
Unless the emperor issued an order, it might be possible.
But for this, it may cause a lot of discussion and end up with the title of a foolish monarch who is greedy for beauty.
"Okay..."
Su Jiu was a little disappointed, but she was only a little lost, and was soon attracted by the girl in purple who came on stage in the end.
The woman in purple did not wear a veil, had a gentle and graceful smile, and walked onto the stage with a guzheng in her arms.
"Miss Ruyan!"
"It's Miss Ruyan!"
“…”
Before the woman started performing, the crowd began to boil.
Su Jiu's eyes also followed the woman closely.
Ruyan smiled at everyone, put down the Guzheng, and raised her bare hands.
‘Buzz!’
The piano sound starts.
It made everyone feel excited and suddenly became quiet.
Unlike the previous silence, the resentment and gentleness, the sound of the piano like smoke is solemn and killing, and even has some perseverance and tenacity that ordinary people do not have.
Everyone seemed to see a young man with a miserable life. He started as a soldier, went to battle to kill the enemy, suffered all his hardships, and finally became a general's life after experiencing the death of his comrades on the battlefield and various hardships.
The piano sound became cheerful at the end.
The general finally met his beloved person, and he was in love with each other and had a wedding night...
Everyone was brought into the story.
The last note fell and the general walked through his life.
For a moment, the noisy people didn't speak and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.
"good!"
Only a whirring sound of milk sounded, and everyone immediately came back to their senses and began to applaud.