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Chapter 17 Beauty in the Curtain, Laughing Like Yingyan(1/2)

Of course, Mo Ziming was lazy to pay attention to this kind of clown-like behavior.

There are too many mad dogs biting people on the street. Can people still bite back?

So, Mo Ziming pretended that he didn't hear it, slowly drinking a small wine, waiting for the peony to come out, so as to see if his name is worthy of his name.

However, Qin Song and Lu Buping couldn't hold back their anger. On the one hand, they couldn't hold on their faces, and on the other hand, they were a little angry.

"Damn it, how could Brother Liu get along with these people?"

"Oh, I used to think that Brother Liu had some character, but I didn't expect... just, everyone has their own ambitions."

"These guys are really crazy too..."

"There is no way. Gusu candidates dominate the list for many years. Now many people are willing to move their families to Gusu Mansion to live, which has led to a surge in housing prices in Gusu Mansion..."

Hearing this, a word came out in Mo Ziming's mind: school district house.

As the saying goes, a slap cannot be slapped.

In that room, a group of people finished singing and performed hard.

As a result, Mo Ziming ignored the situation at all, and he was lazy to look at the other person.

In the boredom, the group finally calmed down a little.

Soon after, the crowd suddenly became turbulent...

The main master finally appeared.

Eight women in lilac dresses surrounded a woman in plain white dress and walked through the corridor.

"It turns out that he is a beauty, and he deserves the name of a courtesan!"

Lu Buping couldn't help but exclaim.

"Beautiful is beautiful, but compared with our Hongxiu, it is still slightly inferior."

Qin Song replied with a look of slightest expression.

Mo Ziming agreed with this. After all, he had seen Hongxiu with his own eyes. He was naturally beautiful, charming and enchanting, and had a fatal attraction to men.

However, this peony is indeed outstanding, with bright eyes and white teeth, tall figure, delicate curves, and skin like cream.

Walking like a weak wind supporting willows, graceful and graceful.

Between the eyebrows, there seems to be a little shy and a little melancholy, which makes people feel loving and pity.

"Little girl Peony, I have met you all my lords, I wish you all my lords a blessing!"

After approaching, Mudan turned sideways slightly, put her hands on her waist and gave a blessing.

"I wish you all the best!"

Then, the eight maids also gave a blessing.

"Hahaha, I have heard of the name of the Peony Girl for a long time. When I saw it today, it turned out to be like a flower and a fairy-like appearance!"

Chang Wei stood up, his face full of spring breeze, and he exclaimed with a fan.

"Thank you, my son, for the praise!"

Peony once again blessed with a gift.

"Miss Peony, I'll introduce you to me. This is one of the four young talents in Jiangnan, Mr. Chang Wei from Gusu Prefecture."

In this case, how can there be fewer flatterers?

"So it's Mr. Chang, the little girl is disrespectful!"

"Haha, Miss Peony doesn't have to be too polite. The name of a talented man is just a love for many friends."

In front of the beauty, Chang Wei looked graceful and elegant, with a handsome look.

"Brother Mo, can't we go over and say a few words to Miss Peony?"

Seeing that the limelight was stolen by Chang Wei and his group, Lu Buping turned his head and asked unwillingly.

"No hurry, what should be come will come naturally."

Mo Ziming smiled and said.

Sure enough, after a while of social engagement, Mudan ordered the maid to pour a cup of tea and began to toast in turn.

"The little girl is so powerful that she uses tea instead of wine. I wish you a cup of tribute to you."

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"It's okay, just get your mind!"

So Peony held the teacup and toasted it one by one.

Then he arrived in front of Mo Ziming and the other two.

"Three young men, the little girl is unable to clone her. If you have any negligence, please don't blame me."

"Haha, the girl is so serious!"

Lu Buping picked up the wine glass and smiled.

Peony raised the teacup and smiled: "Thank you for the large amount of money. The little girl wishes the three of you a cup. I wish the three of you to be famous on the list!"

The courtesan is the courtesan and understands the psychology of the candidates very well.

At this moment, nothing is more beautiful than this blessing.

"I am grateful to Miss, I will respect you first!"

After the wine, Peony walked into the venue and sat down, gently stroked the strings of the piano, and the eight maids danced according to the string rules.

"The east wind and rain outside the curtain, the beautiful woman in the curtain, and laughs like orioles and swallows.

I am very sorry for the warmth of the first month of this year, and the lights, wine and colors are shaken by calenders, and the drums are mixed with Yuyang.

The dance is to remove the jade hairpin, and the sweat is wet and the fragrance is soft.

Who is chanting the ancient resentment tonight? The Qing poem has not yet fallen into the inkstone of Bingsheng..."

A song of butterfly loves flowers, sad and graceful.

The sound of the piano and the singing are endless, making people forget it and immerse themselves in it without realizing it.

The song is over.

After a while of silence, the crowd stroking their hands and shouting.

"Miss Peony is indeed well-known, beautiful, beautiful songs and beautiful singing, which is amazing.

How about letting me play a song with ugly performances and the Peony Girl will give you a dance?”

Chang Wei seemed to want to show off his piano skills, so he stood up and said.

Peony did not refuse, after all, this was her obligation.

After all, everyone spent so much money to come to Mudanyuan to support him, and it would be too perfunctory to leave the show after singing a song.

So, Chang Wei sat proudly at the edge of the piano and played a song.

The peony chanted and danced softly, fully demonstrating her graceful figure, sweet voice and outstanding dance posture.

It is worthy of being the title of "Courtess".

Afterwards, he was invited to accompany a few poems before leaving.

According to the rules set by Baihua Pavilion, the major courtesans can choose guests by themselves instead of being selected by the guests.

Such rules are established to distinguish the courtesan from other girls, and at the same time they can also increase the courtesan's value.

According to the psychology of most people, the easier it is to get something, the less you won’t cherish it, and it is difficult to have a sense of expectation.

Baihua Pavilion does the opposite, letting the girl choose guests and letting the guests jealous... Such a method is not very clever, but it is very effective.

Not long after, several maids came over with four treasures in the study.

One of them stepped forward and walked: "Dear young masters, Miss Peony said, please ask all the young masters to write a poem.

In the end, she will pick one of them…”

Every courtesan in Baihua Pavilion has its own rules for selecting guests. Some rely on their own interests, some rely on who is richer, and some regard their talents.

Obviously, peony belongs to the category of talent.

"Haha, I want to tell you, we are all here to make up the numbers. With Mr. Chang's literary talent, he must have been attracted by the Peony Girl."

"That's it, that's it, but at least we can cooperate with you..."

Chang Wei also looked confident and determined to win.

When the maid put the paper and pen on the small table, Chang Wei was the first to walk to the table, pondered for a moment, and began to write.

Mo Ziming took the paper and pen and walked to the other side, and Long Feifengwu wrote a poem:

"When the twilight is broken, people talk about the west wind bank.

The moon sets and the river is flat, and the reeds and flowers are gone without geese.
To be continued...
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