"You two are so generous with your money. It seems that I am too embarrassed to refuse this oiran competition." Lu Wushuang smiled brightly, completely chasing the winnings of ten thousand taels of silver.
As soon as she finished speaking, three disdainful glances were shot at her.
Lu Wushuang smiled and ignored it, imagining ten thousand taels of silver in his pocket, and the corners of his mouth curved even wider.
"What are you thinking about, laughing so happily?" Suddenly, a shadow pressed down, and an enlarged handsome face came closer, and warm breath sprayed on Lu Wushuang's face, tickling it.
"I don't miss you anyway." Lu Wushuang raised his hand and pushed Bei Tangye away. Really, why are you so close?
The breeze is refreshing and the bamboo leaves are swaying.
The four of them left the bamboo forest, and Lu Wushuang stayed at an inn in Yuezhou. Every day, she would still ride a carriage out of the city to visit the grave of Vanilla in Ubud Mountain. On the way out of the city to Ubud Mountain, she didn't think about escaping.
, but Bei Tangye watched closely, and several hidden guards followed her every day. Bei Tangye and Nangong Yu worked together for the first time to organize the Oiran Competition. The two were only responsible for coming up with ideas and planning, while Han Tian and
Tie Yi is responsible for the execution. As for Nangong Yudie, he stays in the inn every day and diligently practices piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Ten days later, the autumn air was crisp, the sky was blue and the clouds were clear, and the bright sunshine poured into Yuecheng Square.
Today's Yuecheng Square ushered in another lively event after the Chrysanthemum Festival - the Oiran Competition.
In the center of the square, there is a high platform about half a meter high. Under the high platform, there is a row of chairs at the front with soft cushions on them. There is a square table between every two chairs, which is specially used for tea and snacks.
These top positions are specially prepared for people with status and status. The positions of Bei Tangye and Nangong Yu, the two organizers who funded the event, are naturally the two in the middle.
Behind the chairs, the same chairs are placed in rows. There is no square table in the middle. There are five rows in a row, leaving a distance in the middle of each row for guests to walk. On the left and right sides of the high platform, three meters away,
A rope was used to separate an area. There were benches in these two areas, which were specially prepared for ordinary people who came to watch the oiran competition.
Behind the high platform, there is a shed specially used for women participating in the oiran competition to put on makeup and change clothes.
However, outside Yuecheng Square, a temporary flower shop appeared for no reason. Business in front of the flower shop was booming and it was extremely busy.
The autumn sunshine is shining warmly with golden light, and the oiran competition will officially begin in a quarter of an hour.
"Why are you still here? Why don't you hurry up and get ready? Don't you want to win that 10,000 taels of silver?" In the temporary small room behind the flower shop, Dongfang Che was dressed in a luxurious brocade robe as dark blue as water, shaking a wave in his hand.
Folding Fan walked into the small cubicle and looked at Lu Wushuang who was busy counting money. It was true that the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was urging her anxiously.
"Why are you so anxious? This hasn't started yet. Besides, even if I can't win the lottery, the money I make from selling flowers will be enough for me to live luxuriously for a while." Lu Wushuang didn't even raise his head, while he was busy counting money and accounting.
While talking.
It turned out that when Bei Tangye and Nangong Yu were preparing for the oiran competition, Lu Wushuang very kindly made a suggestion to the two, that is, for the girls participating in the oiran competition this time, everyone should throw flowers together, and whoever gets the flowers will
Whoever has the most will be the final winner. Moreover, this can also bring income to most flower farmers in Yuezhou City who mainly grow flowers.
After Nangong Yu and Bei Tangye agreed to the proposal, Lu Wushuang immediately found Dongfang Che. Lu Wushuang came up with ideas and Dongfang Che offered money. The two joined forces and bought tens of thousands of pots at a low price.
Flowers, just after the Chrysanthemum Festival, were mostly golden chrysanthemums, followed by red chrysanthemums. Green chrysanthemums were rare and very valuable. There were only a dozen pots cultivated in total, all of which were bought by Lu Wushuang and Dongfang Che.
"When the oiran competition comes to the last moment, don't forget to ask people to bring green chrysanthemums and red chrysanthemums to the competition venue to sell them." After keeping accounts for a while, Lu Wushuang looked at the pile of white money.
Smiling so hard that she almost couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. She put down the wolf hair in her hand, handed the account book to Dongfang Che, and warned him.
"I understand, little money fan, if you don't go backstage to put on makeup quickly, it will really be too late." Dongfang Che, who took the wolf hair, said as he pushed Lu Wushuang out of the cubicle.
"Is silver really so good? Let a person who has been depressed for several days suddenly have a smile on his face?" After Lu Wushuang left the cubicle, Dongfang Che stared at the pile of white silver in front of him.
He was stunned and didn't understand why Lu Wushuang smiled so happily when he saw this pile of money.
Shaking his head and thinking no more, Dongfang Che wrote and started keeping accounts. In fact, he also wanted to go to the oiran competition, but he had made an appointment with Lu Wushuang first, so he had to sit in the cubicle and keep accounts. However,
, Lu Wushuang also promised to compensate him afterwards.
In the center of the square, the oiran competition has officially begun. The master of ceremonies who is in charge of presiding over the oiran competition is standing on a high platform announcing the rules of the oiran competition. The audience is full of seats, and the people sitting on the chairs are all squires in the city or surrounding areas.
The wealthy people all held handfuls of golden chrysanthemums in their hands, which they all bought from the makeshift flower shop outside the square.
Throughout the square, the fragrant and intoxicating fragrance of chrysanthemum floated in the air.
"Today, the oiran competition prepared by Prince Qi can be held in Yuezhou City, which is a blessing for Yuezhou City. Now, I will announce the rules of this oiran competition. The rules are very simple. The ten participating girls will take part in the competition in order.
Go on stage for a talent show, and the top three with the most flowers will advance to the finals..."
The emcee who was responsible for presiding over the Oiran Competition talked a lot excitedly. When he saw Beitang Ye sitting in the middle of the audience, he frowned slightly and finally ended his long speech with an announcement.
"Now I announce that the Oiran Competition has officially begun. Let's invite the first girl, Miss Liu Hexiang, the daughter of Yuan Liu, to take the stage."
After the words fell, I saw a lady in green dress walking up to the high platform. She looked at Beitang Ye, who was sitting in the middle with a lazy expression, with a pair of autumn water apricot eyes, who had not performed yet, and Liu Hexiang turned into a girl.
Two red clouds appeared on her delicately made-up face, and her heart skipped a beat.
I didn't expect that Prince Qi is so handsome. It would be great if I could catch Prince Qi's eyes today and accompany him around.
Backstage, Nangong Yudie had been hiding behind the curtain and peeking at Bei Tangye. When she saw Liu Hexiang's nymphomaniac look on the stage, Nangong Yudie was extremely unhappy. In her heart, these small families,
A woman of low status is not qualified to peek at the noble Beitang Ye.
Nangong Yudie raised her hand and touched her hair. When she put her hand down, there was a silver needle mixed with her fingertips. She flicked her finger and used five points of internal energy to shoot towards Liu Hexiang's calf. The silver needle was half-entrapped.
.
On the stage, Liu Hexiang suddenly felt a sharp stabbing pain in her calf. Before she could perform, she screamed in pain and fell down on the stage.
Everyone in the audience didn't know why, and they thought she fell because she was too nervous.
Everyone in the audience burst into laughter, mocking Liu Hexiang.
"Go down, go down, go down."
Everyone looked contemptuous and started to yell at each other. Some people even impulsively turned the flowers in their hands into eggs and threw them on the stage.
However, Liu Hexiang fell down on the stage, feeling painful and ashamed. She looked at Beitang Ye with watery eyes, hoping to attract Beitang Ye's attention, even to win his pity or a look. However,
Bei Tangye sat lazily on his chair, his eyes slightly closed. No one he wanted to see came to the stage. Even if someone died on the stage, he would not show the slightest concern.
"Guizhi, go help the woman on the stage down."
Seeing that everyone was still throwing the flowers in their hands angrily and excitedly, shouting, "Go down, go down, go down." There were more and more flowers on the stage, Nangong Yudieliu frowned slightly and ordered.
Guizhi answered, walked up to the stage and caressed the willow and lotus fragrance.
"Slap her and give her a candy. You are quite a good person." The person who said the sarcastic words was Lu Wushuang. Just backstage, she could see clearly that the silver in Nangong Yudie's hand was
The needle flew out.
"I know how to be a good person, but I can't compare to your charming methods, making two of the best men in the world fight for you." Nangong Yudie glanced at Lu Wushuang, with jealousy and coldness in her eyes.
"The charm is too great, there is nothing we can do about it." Lu Wushuang smiled angrily.
Nangong Yudie was so angry that her face was gloomy and ugly, and she was about to retort when Liu Hexiang was helped down by Guizhi. Her wet eyes were full of gratitude and she thanked Guizhi. On the stage, the master of ceremonies announced.
"Miss Liu Hexiang received a total of one hundred and eight flowers."
Everyone in Taiwan was speechless and booed.
"Everyone, I would like to remind everyone here again that among the ten girls this time, which three girls will be qualified to enter the finals depends entirely on the flowers in your hands. Please be careful and don't throw them away casually.
Flowers were thrown everywhere.”
After the dramatic scene, the emcee once again announced that the second girl to appear was Nangong Yudie.
Today, Nangong Yudie is still wearing a snow-white long skirt, with several chrysanthemums embroidered with gold thread on the skirt, which complement each other with the chrysanthemums in the field. She is as beautiful as a chrysanthemum fairy, aloof, cold, noble and elegant.
As soon as she came on stage, before the performance started, Nangong Yudie's beautiful face and gentle smile attracted a round of applause. Countless flowers, like dancing butterflies, flew towards the stage one after another.
Looking at the flying golden chrysanthemums, the smile on Nangong Yudie's face became as bright as a flower.
Backstage, Lu Wushuang watched the chrysanthemums being thrown towards the stage. The more she threw, the more money she would earn. Her pretty face and smile became brighter and more charming.
"Throw it, throw it as much as you like." Lu Wushuang silently cheered and shouted for the men who threw the flowers.
Guizhi stood aside, looking at Lu Wushuang, who had a bright and bright smile, like a winter jasmine blooming in March, and was very puzzled.
The more flowers the princess gets, the greater the threat to her. Isn’t she supposed to be nervous and sad, but why is it that she smiles and becomes happier?
Guizhi shook his head in confusion.
On the stage, the piano table was placed, and Nangong Yudie sat elegantly, twirling his fingers, and the beautiful and melodious piano sounds slowly flowed out.
This is a very artistic Guqin piece - "Mountains and Flowing Waters".
Nangong Yudie's fingering skills are skillful and her movements flow smoothly.
When I heard it, a beautiful picture seemed to appear in front of my eyes.
The mountains are vast, the mountains are towering, the waterfalls are sloping down, the water splashes lightly, and gurgling toward the east.
Everyone was fascinated. Bei Tangye had never thought that Nangong Yudie had such superb piano skills. Compared with Lu Wushuang, he could not help but start to worry about Lu Wushuang. After all, the last time he was in Prince Qi's Mansion, he had
Cai Feng Ming Qi Qin. But this time, Nangong Yudie used the Haiyue Qinghui Qin, one of the famous Qin, while Lu Wushuang had nothing. Just in terms of musical instruments, it was slightly inferior.
Sitting in the third seat to the left of Beitang Ye is a man in blue and rich clothes. This man is Peng Cheng, the son of the prefect of Yuezhou, and he is also a talented and learned man.
After listening to Nangong Yudie's piano music, he was completely intoxicated by the beautiful piano music. He couldn't help but blurt out his praises, "Looking for close friends in the mountains and flowing water, good piano and good music, it is like a tune that has traveled through thousands of years, making people drifting and heart-beating."
, people are immersed in the scene, as if they are seeing the quiet and majestic mountains, as well as the gurgling streams and the turbulent sea.”
Peng Cheng, who was so excited, stood up and walked to the performance stage. All the flowers in his hands were dedicated to the goddess on the stage - Nangong Yudie. The love in his eyes was obvious.
Looking at the handful of golden flowers, there were at least hundreds of them, Beitang Ye's face darkened, and he glared at Peng Cheng. But the other party was completely immersed in the goddess's music, crazy and drunk. There was no time left.
Pay attention to Bei Tangye's eyes.
The prefect of Yuezhou, who was sitting next to Beitang Ye, was so frightened that he quickly wiped the cold sweat from his head and guessed that it seemed that the woman the Prince of Qi wanted to win was not the elegant and beautiful woman on the stage when he held this oiran contest.
A woman as noble and beautiful as a fairy, but there is someone else.
The prefect of Yuezhou hugged a large bouquet of chrysanthemums in his hand, and it seemed that he would have to consider scattering the flowers later.
When the song came to an end, there was a burst of cheers from the audience. Countless flowers were thrown towards the performance stage as if they were free of charge.
Naturally, Nangong Yu couldn't lag behind others in her sister's performance. He gave an order to Han Tian, and threw ten handfuls of flowers, one hundred each, towards the stage.
The audience was in an uproar, secretly guessing the identity of Nangong Yu, who had a gentle smile and was generous.
Backstage, the women who peeked at the performance stage through the curtains were all jealous and turned their admiring glances towards Nangong Yu.
The happiest person was Lu Wushuang. Seeing the thousand flowers thrown on the stage, her eyes narrowed with joy. It was only the preliminaries and there were so many flowers. If it were the finals,
, there will definitely be more.
Just thinking about the scene of scattering flowers made Lu Wushuang want to look up to the sky and laugh three times.
On the performance stage, Nangong Yudie smiled dignifiedly, elegantly and noblely. Her watery eyes stared at Beitang Ye with tenderness, waiting for him to take action.