Chapter 90 The dispute over the belonging of the oiran
The beautiful figures on the stage came and went one by one. Wei Changtian watched and listened to Yang Liushi explaining the secrets.
For example, the share of the rewards, and the rights and obligations after becoming an oiran, etc.
Generally speaking, it is similar to the live broadcast industry in previous lives.
After making money, the government of the live broadcast platform will take a part, and the brothels of the guild will take another part. In the end, only 10% or 20% will fall into the hands of the "anchor".
Wei Changtian did a rough calculation and found that the flowers he saw from all the girls he saw after arriving totaled more than 200 flowers, worth more than 10,000 taels of silver.
According to this situation, it is probably not easy for the government to make tens of thousands of taels in one night.
Thinking of the thin county magistrate far away in Zhongling County who couldn't even collect the money to suppress bandits, Wei Changtian couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief.
The world is really huge, and there are different places even if it is not even ten miles apart.
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After being told by Yang Liushi, "Even if you get multiple embroidered handkerchiefs, you won't be able to sleep with several girls at the same time." Wei Changtian completely lost interest in giving rewards and just sat and watched the fun.
Although the flower girls are all charming and lovely, if you watch Yingying Yanyan too much, you will get tired of aesthetics.
After all, these women are quite different from Yangliu Shi in all aspects.
This kind of feeling is called literary and artistic - the pearls and jade are in front of you, but the rubble is hard to hold.
To put it more poetically, it’s called - once the sea was filled with water, except for Wushan, it was nothing but clouds.
To put it simply, it’s called—that’s it?
This means that Yang Liushi cannot come on stage, otherwise he will be killed directly.
"...Miss Xiangling, got thirty-seven flowers in total! Ranked twenty-second on the Hundred Flowers List!"
Another woman came down from the stage. The turtle counting the votes shouted and placed the small wooden sign with the word "Xiang Ling" on the corresponding position on the flower list, and the people ranked below her collectively moved back one place.
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For example, the girl Yumeng dropped from fifty-three to fifty-four.
There is also real-time ranking...
Wei Changtian took a sip of tea out of boredom and turned to look at Liang Zhen.
The two men looked at each other and could see that the latter was a little anxious.
Although these women are good, they obviously can't catch Liang Zhen's eyes.
Wei Changtian had met Liang Zhen's wife and Liang Qin's biological mother.
Not to mention anything else, the size alone is enough to look down on all the beauty.
The two of them looked more and more bored, but at this moment, a burst of extremely enthusiastic cheers suddenly broke out from the audience.
"Miss Su Yu is here!"
"The branches and leaves are supporting Su, Jie Yu is beautiful! She is Fairy Su Yu!!"
"These legs, this waist... reward!!"
In just an instant, dozens of peonies were thrown onto the stage one after another, and there was a chorus of registrations from the waiters in the audience.
"Yonglong is in charge, shopkeeper Liu, please give Miss Su Yu three peonies!"
"Duan family, Mr. Duan Long, give Miss Su Yu two peonies!"
"The Lushan layman, Song Zhengming, gave Miss Su Yu a peony!"
"..."
This was the first time that Wei Changtian saw a talent being presented with flowers as soon as he came on stage, so he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the girl Su Yu.
A pleated skirt with scattered flowers, water mist and green grass, a light blue thin veil of green water, and a hollow gold hairpin inserted diagonally on the head, decorated with dots of rubies.
Her appearance and temperament are indeed first-class, especially her slim waist, which makes it easy for people to wonder whether she can withstand some strenuous exercise.
But the truth is that Wei Changtian did not feel as amazed as he did when he first saw Yang Liushi.
Because this person is indeed not as good as Yang Liushi, at most he is on the same level as Lu Jingyao, and barely above Liang Qin.
"I would like to thank all you gentlemen."
Standing among the flowers, Su Yu gently knelt down and saluted, and her gentle eyes swept over the flower throwers one by one: "But there are sisters waiting behind, so why don't I just draw lots and perform the performance first."
"Just let them wait! We're going to watch you!"
Someone shouted loudly, which immediately aroused bursts of agreement.
"That's right! This position of oiran must belong to Miss Su Yu! It doesn't matter whether others can compare with her or not!"
"Don't argue with me! I even brought the deed of the house at home! Miss Su Yu must be mine tonight!"
"Hmph! Mr. Zhang has such a loud tone!"
"..."
Listening to all kinds of messy sounds, Su Yu didn't pay attention. She just smiled and put her little hand into the wooden box for drawing lots, and quickly took out a small piece of paper.
A turtle man took the note and looked at it, then shouted loudly:
"Miss Su Yu won... a painting! A portrait!"
As the name suggests, the requirement of this question is to draw on the spot.
Compared with other inspection items, "painting" should be the most difficult one, but Su Yu did not show any worry or panic. She was obviously very confident in her painting skills.
There are already servants and maids on the stage who have prepared pens, inks, paper, inkstones, etc. Since it is a portrait, of course there is also a model.
All the spectators rushed to pose in various poses that they thought were the most chic and romantic, hoping to be lucky enough to be spotted by Su Yu and become the subject of the fairy's painting.
However, after Su Yu's beautiful eyes wandered around for a while, her gaze stopped on Wei Changtian who was drinking tea with his legs crossed.
"This young master..."
Her red lips parted slightly, and she heard a soft voice: "I wonder if I can watch you paint?"
If you want to paint me, just say you want to paint me, but you have to use such an ambiguous term...
Wei Changtian sighed in his heart that he was too handsome to keep a low profile, and then he shook his head seriously.
"cannot."
"..."
There was a sudden silence in the embroidery building, and countless pairs of eyes looked at Wei Changtian, as if they were looking at a huge fool.
Some people think that his brain is not good, some people think that his eyes are not good, and some people think that he is really bad at playing hard to get.
However, Wei Changtian didn't care what others thought. After refusing, he continued to drink tea by himself, as if he didn't care about the matter.
Fortunately, Su Yu had seen the world. She was just stunned for a moment before she immediately saluted and apologized:
"It's the servant's fault. I hope you won't blame me."
"It doesn't matter."
Wei Changtian waved his hand and ignored her, and Su Yu also knew that it would be inappropriate to find another man at this time, as she would rather use someone else as a candidate.
After thinking for a while, she simply asked someone to bring a bronze mirror and said softly to the audience: "Since we are painting portraits, why don't we just paint ourselves."
Paint yourself?
Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this, and they loudly agreed:
"That's a good idea!"
"Drawing a beautiful woman in the mirror! How wonderful!"
"Hahahaha, if this matter spreads out, it will definitely be a good story!"
"..."
Seeing that most people agreed, and it was not against the rules to paint herself, Su Yu smiled softly, and soon started painting on the rice paper while looking in the mirror.
Such a scene of "beauty painting herself" is indeed fresh enough, and countless peonies fell on the stage at once.
However, no matter how much others throw at her, it is destined to be in vain, because Su Yu has already been appointed by Liang Zhen tonight.
"Master Liang, you can throw away as many peonies as you want, but the money for the flowers will be paid for by my lower official!"
Seeing that the time was almost up, the fat county magistrate summoned a few boys carrying flower baskets with a look of flattery on their faces.
Of course, Anyi County Government, as the "organizer" of this flower ranking, would definitely not need to pay for throwing away a few peonies. The reason why he said this was just to let Liang Zhen appreciate it more.
"Master Chen, I don't understand this either."
Liang Zhen felt like a mirror in his heart, but he still had to put on a show of face.
"However, this girl Su Yu's painting skills are indeed superb, and she deserves a commendation or two, but how much..."
He looked at the boys and asked, "How many flowers do you have in these flower baskets?"
"Sir, there are more than a hundred flowers."
"Um……"
Liang Zhen nodded: "In that case, just throw them all up!"
"this……"
Several boys were dumbfounded for a moment, but the fat county magistrate reacted quickly enough and immediately urged: "Didn't you hear what Mr. Liang said? Why are you still standing there?!"
"Yes Yes……"
The boys did not dare to resist the order, so they immediately ran to the edge of the stage, and then in full view of everyone, they held the flower basket and shook it upward...
More than a hundred large and delicate peonies scattered all over the sky, like a rain of flowers.
Everyone in the entire embroidery building was dumbfounded. Even Su Yu stopped painting and turned around in surprise with her mouth open.
"Shuzhou, Mr. Liang, give Miss Su Yu one hundred and eight peonies!"
...
According to the situation before the flower evaluation list, it is considered a lot for one person to enjoy five flowers.
Even if Su Yu is the most powerful contender for the Oiran, the person with the most awards so far has only received twenty flowers.
It was divided four times.
After all, one more reward will mean one more name, which is equivalent to one more face.
But now Liang Zhen directly increased this record five times as soon as he took action!
One hundred and eight flowers, discounted to 5,000 taels of silver!
Many people here have this kind of net worth, but no one would spend so much money just to sleep with a woman.
What's more, I can only sleep for one night.
After a brief silence, a burst of surprise and discussion broke out in the embroidery building, most of which were discussing the origin of this important figure who needed to be accompanied by the county magistrate in person.
Liang Zhen didn't care about this and still sat there calmly.
Anyway, as long as the fat county magistrate didn't say anything, no one would be able to recognize him as the commander-in-chief of Shuzhou.
Even if this matter does spread in the future, it will not cause any harm. At most, the wife who stayed in the capital will write a few words of ridicule.
Wei Changtian looked at Liang Zhen's calm and composed appearance and thought that this was probably the "internal account" of the live broadcast platform. He didn't know if some idiot from above would jump out to "challenge" him.
And as if to prove that there are people in any age who "risk their lives for the sake of face", before he finished his thoughts, he saw several more servants holding flower baskets running straight to the stage, almost in the same way, scattering all the peonies.
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"Master Peng Benzhi of the Peng family in Anyi would like to give Miss Su Yu one hundred and twenty peonies!"
"Wow!"
There was another uproar in the audience, and everyone's eyes were focused on a young man in white.
However, compared with Liang Zhen's calmness, Mr. Peng was obviously trying to force a smile, and his face was even a little pale.
Wei Changtian didn't know how powerful the Peng family was, but someone in Xiulou knew.
"The Peng family? Is that the one who does the cloth business? I remember that their business is not that big..."
"Hey, didn't you just listen to Mr. Peng? This time he secretly brought all the deeds to his home and vowed to enter Miss Su Yu's curtain tonight."
"This...won't the head of the Peng family be angry to death when he finds out about this?"
"Who knows..."
Everyone whispered and looked at Peng Benzhi not with admiration, but even with disdain.
But at this time, Peng Benzhi no longer cared about what others thought of him. He stared at Liang Zhen with his eyes, seemingly angry, but also with a hint of begging.
He was at the end of his rope. Not only did he use the money from his business to buy goods, but he even bought out several rooms in his family's house.
If Liang Zhen raises the price again...
"Master Liang, how about you reward me with a few more flowers?"
The fat county magistrate glanced at Peng Benzhi from a distance, turned to Liang Zhen and said flatteringly: "In my opinion... it's better to just round up the two hundred and forget it."
"Well, then just follow what Mr. Chen said."
Liang Zhen nodded indifferently, and soon several servants scattered baskets of peonies on the stage for the third time under Peng Benzhi's desperate eyes.
Everyone was numb to this, and Su Yu was holding up her brush blankly, not knowing what she should say at this time.
"Shuzhou, Mr. Liang, please give Miss Su Yu ninety-two more peonies!"
Two hundred flowers, ten thousand taels of silver, one thousand gold!
"Plop~"
Following this shout, the originally graceful young man in white suddenly collapsed to the ground.
Someone around him kindly helped him up, and when he got closer, he heard Peng Benzhi's mouth seeming to be trembling and muttering something.
"Money, money...I can still get some money..."
"Miss Su Yu must be mine tonight...must be mine..."
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The flower appraisal list continues in a rather strange atmosphere.
Although Peng Benzhi said that he could still collect money, he actually did not do anything. He just sat at the table as if he had lost his soul, looking very miserable.
Perhaps due to the influence of this "competition for the ranking", the quality of Su Yu's self-portrait has obviously declined in the second half, but overall it is still considered a superior work. It is not difficult to see that she does still have some abilities.
As for how many peonies she got in total... four hundred and seventy-six, Fault topped the list.
"Thank you for viewing the flowers."
"Thank you, Mr. Liang, thank you... Mr. Peng."
Su Yu glanced at Peng Benzhi, who was still looking like a ghost, and sighed softly before walking off the stage.
The following girls also knew that they had no chance, so they all took the initiative to shorten the time on stage and completed the entire "main match" in less than a quarter of an hour.
The ownership of the oiran has been very clear, and now there is only one last step left before the end of the "Flower Appraisal List" - picking flowers.
A large flower bouquet with hundreds of kinds of flowers was brought to the stage, with the peony, known as the king of flowers, at the top.
Su Yu needs to choose a man to come on stage to pluck the peonies for her, which not only means that she has won the name of the oiran, but also means that she has chosen her "first night" after becoming the oiran.
The madam who guest-starred as the "host" chirped some nonsense like "The beauty is headed by the beautiful peony", and the re-dressed beauties also appeared again.
She is wearing a red dress that sweeps the floor, with gorgeous and complex patterns embroidered on the wide hem. Her long hair is tied into a bun, with a jade hairpin loosely tied up, and a golden walking stick stuck on it.
Compared to her simple and elegant outfit just now, Su Yu's current outfit is almost that of a bride to be married.
"Suck~"
There was a sound of gasping in the embroidery building, and the madam waited for everyone to look at it for a while before smiling and saying: "Miss Su Yu, please quickly point out the person you like!"
"yes."
Su Yu lowered her head and slowly turned her body towards Liang Zhen.
This result is as expected.
Although there is no explicit rule that the person with the most rewards must be selected, but since he spends the most money, it would be unreasonable if you still don't let him sleep.
"Master Liang..."
Su Yu on the stage had already spoken, and Liang Zhen also sat up slightly.
But at this moment, someone walked up to Peng Benzhi, who was about to faint, and suddenly shouted:
"Miss Su Yu! Wait!"
"Um?"
The sudden change instantly attracted everyone's attention, and soon someone recognized who the speaker was.
"Song Zhengming? Song Jiajia?"
"What? Is this Lushan layman Song Zhengming?"
"It's absolutely true! I happened to meet him when he was giving lectures in Luzhou City a few months ago!"
"But what is he going to do?"
"..."
This Song Zhengming seems to be quite famous in Luzhou, but no one knows why he suddenly interrupted Su Yu.
"Master Peng..."
Song Zhengming looked at Peng Benzhi and sighed softly: "Well, although you and I are strangers to each other, I received your father's favor more than ten years ago."
"...That's all, I will help you today, which can be regarded as repaying this favor."
After Song Zhengming said these words, everyone thought he was going to pay for Peng Benzhi.
But when it comes to literati, raising money is just vulgar.
He suddenly took out a piece of paper from his arms and said loudly to Su Yu word by word:
"I present this poem to the girl on behalf of Mr. Peng..."