Looking at the almost perfect woman in front of him, a sentence suddenly flashed in Ma Xiaoyao's mind, a sentence describing women: "This woman should only exist in the sky, how rare is it to be seen in the world?" Ma Xiaoyao didn't know why he remembered such a sentence.
Ci, probably because the woman in front of him left a deep impression on him.
"Oh...it's a pity that my face is covered again..."
"It's like lifting up the veil and seeing the true face behind it."
"My dream lover...can't you just let me see what you look like..."
"I have dreamed of you many times in my dreams, and I have sketched your appearance several times..."
"I'm telling you: Stop fantasizing! Boss Murong once publicly stated the reason for covering her face with gauze. She said... She has liked a saying since she was a child: Women should look good to please themselves! It is because of this sentence that Boss Murong is sensible.
When she was young, she wore a veil to see people every day. She said... only the man who can enter her heart has the power to lift her veil!"
"Yes, I've heard of it too..."
"Oh...I wish so much...that the man who walked into Boss Murong's heart is me..."
"Go ahead and dream about your spring and autumn dreams! You're not even worthy of carrying Boss Murong's shoes!"
"I'm not worthy of carrying shoes, so you are?"
"At least I'm better than you! Didn't you see? Boss Murong smiled at me just now!"
"Screw your grandma and grandma, boss Murong will smile at you? Are you daydreaming?"
"You are just fucking daydreaming..."
"Hey, you dare to talk back! I think you want to get beaten!"
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While listening to the discussions around her, Ma Xiaoyao secretly muttered in her heart: A woman likes her appearance... This boss Murong really has quite a personality. If she can never meet that man in her life, won't she have to wear a veil all her life?
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"Everyone, be quiet!" Boss Murong walked to the ring and said softly. It's strange to say that Boss Murong's voice was obviously not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.
Ma Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed! He felt vigilant in his heart! This boss Murong is actually a master. Ma Xiaoyao almost missed it just now. On the surface, he looks very weak and needs a man to protect him, but in fact... Murong Xiaoxiao is a great master. What he did just now
The "Baili Sound Transmission" skill is not something that ordinary people can use. Baili Sound Transmission is a very mysterious skill. It is said that if you practice it to the extreme, you can say anything and people hundreds of miles away can hear it, and you can hear it.
It is so clear that everyone is spreading it like this. As for whether it is true or not, there is no way of knowing. Anyway, so far, no one has been able to truly transmit the sound "hundred miles". This method has transcended the limitations of martial arts and should be called
"Magic".
Of course, Boss Murong cannot achieve "hundred-mile" sound transmission, but it is still easy to make hundreds of people in the audience hear her words clearly. As Ma Xiaoyao said, don't be fooled by Boss Murong's appearance.
Cheating, Boss Murong is not only perfect in appearance, but also has extremely high kung fu. As for how high it is... no one knows. It is rare to see Boss Murong doing anything.
Seeing that everyone was quiet, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Boss Murong's mouth. She likes to be superior to others and likes the feeling of being praised!
"This oiran competition is the same as before. Whoever gets the most money will be the oiran of this month!" Boss Murong opened his red lips and said slowly: "If everyone has no objections, then I will announce the start of the competition.
Already."
The scene was completely silent. Even the bastards Mr. Long and Yan Xiaoming kept their mouths shut. Although they were very arrogant, they did not dare to offend Boss Murong. Both of them knew very well about Boss Murong’s background.
If Boss Murong is offended, then the two of them will never have a good life again.
Last year, there was an arrogant and domineering young man who teased Boss Murong in front of his face. His legs were broken and thrown out on the spot. The young man also had some background and sent a group of people to take revenge. In the end, they were all beaten and maimed and thrown out... Two days later.
Accompanied by his father, this young master came to apologize to Boss Murong in person... This young master's status in the imperial city is just higher than that of Young Master Long. With such a prominent background, he finally came to apologize obediently. From this point on,
It is not difficult to see that Boss Murong has a very profound background.
Seeing that everyone was silent! Boss Murong announced loudly: "The once-a-month oiran competition begins now!" After the announcement, Boss Murong turned around and walked off the platform.
After Boss Murong left the platform, the ten girls participating in the competition began to pose on the platform and tried their best to please everyone.
"I will give you one hundred taels of silver to support Miss Wanruo!" A man with a dark face shouted first.
"I will give you two hundred taels of silver to support Miss Ruoshui!"
"I will pay five hundred taels of silver..."
"I will pay eight hundred taels of silver..."
"One thousand taels..."
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The audience was in chaos, and many people were competing with each other.
"I will support Miss Huanhuan with 10,000 taels of silver!" Young Master Long raised his hand lazily. As expected of Young Master Long, he spent tens of thousands of taels in one move.
The girl named Huan Huan hurriedly stepped forward and saluted Mr. Long to thank him.
"Miss Huanhuan, don't worry, I'm here today to help you win the Oiran!" Young Master Long said confidently.
"Tsk..." A mocking voice came from the side: "What a shameless statement. Wanting to seize the oiran with just ten thousand taels of silver is simply a wishful thinking!"
"Yan Xiaoming, I let you go just now, but you still dare to provoke me? Do you think I dare not deal with you?" Young Master Long turned his head and glared at Yan Xiaoming fiercely.
Yan Xiaoming opened the folding fan and shook it a few times: "Young Master Long, don't scare me. I know better than anyone how many pounds you have! Today I will put it here, the Huanhuan you chose will never be an oiran.
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"What an ugly fart..." Young Master Long cursed loudly.
"I will support Miss Shishi with 30,000 taels of silver!" Yan Xiaoming stretched out three fingers and waved them in front of Young Master Long: "Did you see, I will give you 30,000 taels of silver!"
"Isn't it just thirty thousand taels? What's so great!" Young Master Long snorted coldly: "I will add an additional fifty thousand taels of silver to support Miss Huanhuan!"
"I will add an additional 100,000 taels of silver to support Miss Shishi..."
"I will add an additional 150,000 taels of silver to support Miss Huanhuan."
"Want to compete with me for wealth? You are still far away! I will add an additional two hundred thousand taels of silver to support Miss Shishi..."
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The two exchanged words with each other, and within a short time, the two of them had reached 500,000 taels. Judging from their posture, they seemed not to let go.
As a famous young man in the imperial city, what is the most important thing? Of course, it is face. Sometimes, for the sake of face, even if the family is destroyed, he will not hesitate!
The two happiest people at the scene were none other than Huanhuan and Shishi. They never dreamed that someone would offer them such a high price... What an unexpected surprise... Huanhuan and Shishi kept praying in their hearts, and continued
Fight, don’t quit!
Become famous tonight!
There used to be no store like this in this village!
It's strange to say that boss Murong should be happy when someone offers so much money to hold the Oiran, but her expression is very calm, and there is no trace of happiness at all, as if everything happening in front of her has nothing to do with her.
There was another person who acted very calmly. This person was Ma Xiaoyao. He saw that Young Master Long and Yan Xiaoming were arguing, and the anger was getting louder and louder. Ma Xiaoyao was very happy! He really hoped that Young Master Long and Yan Xiaoming could fall out...
As long as the two of them fall out, the rest can proceed...
It's a pity...God doesn't fulfill one's wish!
Although the two of them had a fierce argument and even started to curse, they both restrained themselves from taking action. In the eyes of these young men, it was not a big deal as long as they didn't take action! Neither of them were fools, and they knew they were right if they had a falling out.
There is no benefit to each other, so we will only engage in some verbal disputes, and we will not do anything more extreme.
After a fierce competition, Young Master Long won in the end! Young Master Long directly offered a sky-high price of three million taels of silver! Even though Yan Xiaoming was unwilling to do so, he had to give up in the end! Although he was the son of the Marquis, he could
The amount of money he could use was limited. Three million silver was already beyond his ability to bear. Besides, spending three million taels of silver for a mere woman was simply not worth it. Only a fool like Mr. Long would do this.
Do.
"Aren't you awesome? Why don't you argue with me?" Young Master Long grinned and looked at Yan Xiaoming with a mocking look on his face.
"Hmph!" Yan Xiaoming snorted coldly: "Spending three million taels of silver to woo a woman with an unfair fortune is simply a pig-headed behavior. Mr. Long, I advise you, it is best not to let your father know about this matter.
, otherwise...your father will definitely break your legs!"
"You dare to call me a pig head? Damn it! Yan Xiaoming, if we can, we will go out and challenge each other. The loser will kneel on the ground and call his ancestors! Do you dare!" Young Master Long shouted with his eyes wide open.
"Sorry, I have no interest in a pig like you." Yan Xiaoming turned around and waved his hand: "There is nothing to see here anymore, let's go have a drink..."
Bastard! Mr. Long clenched his fists tightly and his face turned blue with anger. He really wanted to rush up and beat Yan Xiaoming up, but his remaining reason restrained him. Yan Xiaoming's background was no lower than his. If Yan Xiaoming was really beaten,
Beaten to death, Yan Xiaoming's father will definitely not give up. In the end, he still doesn't know what tricks he will use to deal with Young Master Long! Young Master Long doesn't want to provoke a high-ranking prince unless he has to.
Boss Murong slowly climbed onto the high platform and announced the final result in a warm and beautiful voice: "This month's oiran is... Huan Huan!" At this point, Boss Murong nodded to Huan Huan: "Do a good job! Try to win next month.
You can also capture the oiran!"
"Yes...I will definitely do my job well, and I will never let down the boss's expectations." Huanhuan's face was full of excitement. She never thought that one day she would become a courtesan that attracted much attention. Everything that happened today was like a dream.
