Xu Qi'an took a sip of wine, put down his wine glass, looked around at the beauties, and said in a free and easy tone: "The other day I accompanied Princess Huaiqing to a banquet, and I wrote this half-seven poems because of my feelings."
His tone was relaxed and frank, as if it was just a trivial matter, but the hearts of the oirans were shocked when they heard it.
It's himAya, whose guess has been confirmed, feels like it's going to happen at this moment, as it should be.
It has been a long time since Dafeng had no poetic talent. Princess Huaiqing had no good works circulated before, and suddenly there is one more good work, which is abnormal.
It's just that when I heard the news, I really couldn't connect with Xu Qi'an. After hearing what he said just now, thinking of his identity as a warden and his extraordinary poetic talent, I boldly tried it out, but I didn't expect that I really guessed it right.
Now who this poem came from, the Secretary of Jiaofang still doesn't know, and there are countless curious people outside. This news alone is a talking point full of gimmicks.
"Xu Lang" Fuxiang's affectionate gaze and charming eyes are more attractive than any sweet words to her who loves poetry.
Other oirans, in addition to admiring and amazed at Xu Qi'an's poetic talent, there was another thing that made their hearts flutter, which faintly surpassed the poetry itself
He was able to enter the imperial city and attend the banquet of the princes and princesses.?¡
This means that Xu Qi'an is the confidant of a certain prince and princess, otherwise he would not be taken to the banquet. In this way, his value is not just poetry.
?The appearance is still handsome, and he is a watchman, holding powerOf course, the oirans are used to seeing high-ranking officials and dignitaries. The power of a beater is nothing, but what if this beater has the talent to overwhelm Shilin, and if this beater is valued by a prince or daughter.
The sum of these auras is much more attractive than being a concubine for those old men.
"I can't take Fu Xiang cheaply, I have to snatch him Now Fu Xiang is the number one oiran of the Jiaofang Division. If she gets another poem, the sisters will never have a bright future"
Thinking of this, the smiles of the oirans became more and more sincere, each of them wanted to say something, and hooked up with Xu Qi'an with affectionate eyes.
The atmosphere in the reception hall instantly became hot.
After the drinking order ended, under the influence of alcohol, the oirans punched boldly, each with their sleeves rolled up, revealing their white and slender forearms and delicate fists.
The main reason is that Xu Qi'an didn't mind and gave them courage
As it was getting dark, Jiaofang Division had more guests, and then noticed a very strange thing.
Today, many oirans thank guests behind closed doors, instead of playing tea.
Someone went to the old bustard angrily, and the old bust asked if these aunts and grandmothers were going to rebel, and how to make money if they didn't open their businesses.
So I called someone to inquire, and after asking, I found out that all the oirans who thanked the guests had gone to the Qingchiyuan. There were eight people in total, that is to say, there were nine oirans in the Qingchiyuan.
"How is this going?"
"Listening to the voicethey seem to be very happy. Who is this important person entertaining?"
"How is it possible? During the Jingcha period, who would dare to play like this? Who would be so stupid as to give the handle to the enemy with his own hands."
"Maybe they're just playing around together."
"Guess what, just go and ask."
A guest knocked on the gate of the Green Pond Courtyard, and Xiao Qingyi, who was guarding the gate, opened the gate and was startled by the sight in front of him.
A dozen or so guests surrounded the entrance of the Green Pond Courtyard.
"What are the ladies doing inside?" A luxuriously dressed young man looked at the courtyard and asked in a deep voice.
"I am entertaining guests." Xiao Tsing Yi said.
There was a sudden silence at the gate of the courtyard, and after a few seconds, someone said with a strange expression: "Wow, which adult is inside If it is inconvenient to disclose, then forget it."
Xiao Qingyi thought for a while, the guest in the courtyard was Mr. Xu, not the big man that the guests thought, he didn't think there was anything to hide, so he said frankly:
"It's not what the men think, Mr. Xu is the guest inside."
Mr. Xu?
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and searched their minds for a while, but they couldn't find anyone who could fit in.
Is there a noble or high-ranking official named Xu in this dynasty?
The young man who knocked on the door frowned and said, "That Mr. Xu?"
"Xu Qi'an, the one who wrote the gift of floating incense, Mr. Xu Qi'an." The young man in green said, he was rewarded with three silver coins, and he was in a good mood. This was all thanks to Mr. Xu, and he was happy to make him famous.
It's him?
present,sp; Xu Qi'an made a long story short, "Remember, you must let Jin Luo come over. I don't know much about qi skills, so I'm not sure about the opponent's strength. There are nine oirans in the Qingchi courtyard. They are all sheep and have no ability to protect themselves. By the way, if the person on duty is Zhu, you can go to Sitianjian to look for Song Qing."
?He didn't say anything extra, he believed that as long as Song Tingfeng explained the situation truthfully, with Jin Luo's rich experience, he would know what to do.
Song Tingfeng's face became more and more solemn, the dissatisfaction and anger just disappeared, and he went back to the house to get the saber and gong, and rushed out of the yard while tying the magic weapon.
Xu Qi'an quickly returned to the Green Pool Courtyard, with a frivolous smile on his lips, an expression of having fun, opened the door, and said with a smile:
"Beauties, I'm back."
He just glanced at the banshee who was pouring wine for his wife with low eyebrows from the corner of his eye, and immediately looked away.
Unsure of the opponent's strength, Xu Qi'an didn't dare to act without authorization, letting the opponent escape was the next best thing, he didn't want to see the innocent oiran hurt.
Next, you should eat, drink, and touch what you should touch.
Xu Qi'an and the oirans played wine punches, served wine orders, and played dice, having a great time.
Who has the rounder buttocks, who has the softest breasts, who has the slimmest waist, who is made of waterit's all clear.
But Xu Qi'an was not happy, instead he was a little anxious, waiting and waiting, an hour passed, and Song Tingfeng still hadn't returned.
At this time, the banshee raised her head, glanced at Xu Qi'an, and said softly: "It's late at night, ladies and gentlemen, go back early, will Mr. Xu rest at my wife's place tonight?" (Remember this website: www.hlnovel .com