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"Is this Mr. Xu?"
Xu Qi'an heard someone calling his name behind him.
Fuck, you were recognized by an acquaintance while visiting a brothel? While cursing inwardly, he turned around and breathed a sigh of relief.
Behind him is a handsome young man, wearing a small blue gown, which is the same as the young man standing at the door of Yingmei Xiaoge.
"Mr. Xu, my girl Mingyan would like to invite you to drink tea." The handsome young man bowed and smiled flatteringly.
Ming YanXu Qi'an searched in his mind for a moment, and found out who this Ming Yan girl is, and she is also an oiran, a big oiran who is famous for her dancing, and is at the same level as the previous Fuxiang.
Of course, Fuxiang's successful hype is no longer what it used to be.
Learn to dance As we all know, dance and yoga have the same effect! Xu Qi'an's eyes brightened slightly, and he smiled and said, "Lead the way."
The handsome young man burst into a smile, and kept bowing, "Master Xu, come with me, this way please, this way please"
If Xu Qi'an can be invited over, Mrs. Ming Yan will definitely be overjoyed, and she will not be stingy in rewarding money when the time comes. And if you return empty-handed, you will have to be scolded.
At the gate of Yingmei Xiaoge, she was about to come out to meet Xu Qi'an's small concierge. Seeing this scene, her face changed slightly, and she opened her mouth. She wanted to save Young Master Xu and scolded the colleague who dug the wall.
After thinking about it, my status and status are not enough to intervene in this matter, so maybe I will arouse Young Master Xu's dislike.
He gritted his teeth, closed the door, and ran into the yard in a hurry.
"Sisters, something big is wrong." He entered the tavern, stood at the door, and shouted a warning to the maid who was wiping the table and putting cold dishes inside.
A tall and handsome maid looked over with a frown, her voice soft: "You're in a panic, what's going on?"
The little concierge was full of anxiety, and said unhappily: "Young Master Xu was snatched away, just outside the gate of the courtyard, and was snatched halfway by the servants in Ming Yan's courtyard."
"What?"
"This little brat, the man who just robbed our wife."
All the maids were startled, and the tall maid shook off the wet cloth, held up her skirt, and rushed to the master bedroom as if reporting military information
In the master bedroom, Fuxiang, wearing a long plum blossom dress, sat lazily on the bed, holding a volume of books in his hands, while tasting purple grapes, while concentrating on reading the well-known stories of wits and beauties.
The fruit plate is full of seasonal fruits, such as grapes, sugar cane, bananas, and winter dates.
The maid serving her was squatting by the bed, holding her delicate, white and delicate feet in her hands, and pressing the acupuncture points on the soles of her feet.
"The lady has been in a trance recently, and she is not too happy. Are you thinking about Mr. Xu?"
"A stinky man, what do I think he is doing." Fuxiang shook her head.
"Then why do you make tea rounds every night, and always let me go outside to ask: Is Mr. Xu here?" the maid snickered.
Fu Xiang frowned, pointed to the fruit plate and said, "All the men in the world have the same virtue, just like sugar cane."
"sugar cane?"
"It was sweet at the beginning, so sweet that it melted the heart and liver. As you eat, you will find that it is a piece of scum in the end." Fu Xiang curled her lips.
Taking off her dignified and gentle airs, her eyebrows and eyes became more lively and vivid.
The maid smiled and said to herself, even if it is scum, it is really sweet when it is sweet.
Fuxiang was fine at first, but the maid opened the chatter box, and it was hard to calm down, so she pursed her lips:
"What do you think of Xu Lang?"
The servant girl laughed and said, "It's very powerful."
Fu Xiang blushed, kicked the servant girl lightly, staring coquettishly, and said: "Don't you think he is different from other men?"
The servant girl made a memory and agreed: "He is gentler than other men, and he doesn't have the arrogant attitude of looking down on us, but when he stares at the lady's chest, he is not much cleaner than those men outside."
"Men are all lustful," Fu Xiang didn't care about it, pinched a grape and stuffed it into her small mouth:
"Recently, there is a half-sentence and seven words circulated by the Secretary of Jiaofang, which is not bad at all. "Sparse shadows and slanting waters are clear and shallow, and dark fragrances float in the moon and dusk". It is said that it came from the palace."
The servant girl nodded: "I heard from the guests playing tea circle that it was made by the princes and princesses during the wine order, but I don't know which prince has such a poetic talent."
At this time, a tall maid came running up, panting slightly, her eyes anxious, and said: "Lady, Young Master Xu just came to the Jiaofang Division"
say?? Listen.
There are only four words left in Xu Qi'an's mind: young model in the clubhouse.
Fu Xiang and Ming Yan were so angry that they had to entertain the oirans warmly and hypocritically.
There was no room for so many people in the Jin Hall, so Mingyan Huakui invited everyone to the hall outside and arranged for the maids to serve delicious food and wine.
The nine oirans chatted and laughed leisurely, as if they were really good sisters, but they looked at Xu Qi'an from time to time, revealing the fact that they were secretly competing.
They are all human spirits, greedy for Xu Qi'an's body, but they don't show it. Maintain the identity and demeanor of an oiran.
However, Xu Qi'an smelled the vague smell of gunpowder, especially the floating fragrance, and when he looked around, he always showed a little impetuousness.
What's the matter, do you want to play the Nine Yin Manual Unfortunately, I don't have a mobile phone, otherwise I can post it on Moments to show off Xu Qi'an flirts with the oirans while complaining in his heart.
A very talented oiran proposed to play a drinking order.
After drinking for three rounds, Xu Qi'an's performance was mediocre, and no popular poems came out, which disappointed the few oirans who came because of him.
The talented female oiran who proposed to play the drinking order said with a smile: "Do you know the half-sentence and seven-word sentence of "When you are drunk, you are not in the sky and in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams?"
The oirans suddenly became active, Yingying Yanyan said: "I know, what a beautiful sentence."
Fu Xiang smiled and said: "It is said that it was spread from the palace."
The talented oiran nodded slightly, "Then do you know who did it?"
The oirans' eyes lit up, and they looked at her in unison: "Aya knows?"
Xu Qi'an lowered his head and drank.
The talented female oiran shook her head: "I don't know, but I know something else, which is not available in the Jiaofang Division"
She paused deliberately and drank slowly.
"Say it quickly." The oirans urged anxiously.
Fuxiang's attention was also attracted, her eyes sparkled, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously evoked a smile.
Xu Qi'an has seen this kind of expression before. In his previous life, when his girlfriend and best friend talked about luxury bags, they almost had the same attitude.
Aya was very satisfied with the attitude of the girls, and said with a smile: "This poem was also born during the drinking order, and the guests participating in the banquet at that time were all princesses."
"Is it the eldest princess?" the oirans guessed.
? If anyone among the princes and princesses can write such a masterpiece of seven words, it must be the talented eldest princess Huai Qing.
"I don't know about that." Aya shook her head, glanced at Xu Qi'an bitchly, and said with a smile:
"Although there are only half of the poems, they are not inferior to Mr. Xu's Yongmei. But I feel that Mr. Xu's poems are unique. The half of the poems seem to be a flash of inspiration, and they are not as talented as Mr. Xu."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Xu has a good work recently? My family has admired you for a long time." Another flirtatious and affectionate oiran winked.
The other oirans did not speak, but smiled and looked at him affectionately.
They are not only competitors, but also collaborators, trying to jointly extract some valuable things from Xu Qi'an.
Xu Qi'an drank his wine and chuckled: "Recently, I have run out of ideas and have no new works. After all, I can't write a poem after three or four days."
Hearing what he said, the girls were disappointed at first, showing sadness, and then realized that what he said was wrong.
After three or four days? Isn't Xu Gongzi's latest work the song "Yong Mei" presented as a gift of floating incense, and before that is "No one in the world knows the king" presented to Lay Ziyang.
They don't know the poetry of persuasion.
Both poems have been around for some time and have been widely sung, but their popularity has gradually dropped. What is the reason for the lapse of three or four daysthat is to say, he had a new work three or four days ago.
Aya remembered half of the seven-word poem that came out from the palace. It was the poems in the palace the day before yesterday. Naturally, it took time to pass them to the Jiaofang Secretary. After doing this calculation, the time was almost moderate.
She opened her beautiful eyes wide, and tightened the handkerchief with her slender fingers. At this moment, her delicate body trembled slightly with excitement, and she stared straight at Xu Qi'an, her voice trembling:
"Mr. XuYour new work is"
Fu Xiang reacted the fastest, and suddenly turned her head, her watery eyes reflected Xu Qi'an's appearance.
It is a kind of excitement and tension that is still on the verge of talking, just like the joy and anticipation of suddenly discovering that something you love and love is by your side.
The chatting and laughing stopped abruptly, and the hall fell silent. The bright oirans realized something, and turned their heads one after another, casting complicated and inexplicable gazes.
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