Amid the stunning eyes of the guests, the fan dance of the Goryeo beauty Park Jung-hyun was finally finished. She performed the Goryeo etiquette around her, and then stood on the stage like a flower blooming in a flame. She had a charming smile on her face, a little awkward but very boldly threw her charming eyes around. She looked charming and her charming eyes were even more coquettish. Her charming appearance made many men's souls float out.

At this time, five young servants in green clothes came out holding black wooden plates in their hands, and someone shouted loudly beside the flower selection platform: "Old man appreciate the flowers!"

As soon as the words fell, a cheerleader raised his hand and said loudly: "Five flowers are here!" The servant jogged over quickly. The cheerleader had already taken out one hundred and fifty taels of silver notes and said to the servant in a low voice. The servant had already shouted loudly: "Tianmao Mixing Dong's family raised five flowers for Miss Park Jung-hyun, Baoxianglou, and thank Mr. Chen for his appreciation!"

A beautiful man in white dress was already carrying a yellow flower basket onto the stage, and took out five flowers from it, all of which stuck to the Gaoli man. Someone in the backstage recorded the name of Dong-Jian family and the number of flowers to appreciate.

In fact, the Qin Empire was relatively open, and the affairs of literati, poets, officials and nobles in the romance are not ugly. On the contrary, it is one of the extremely important topics of conversation in daily life.

Being good at playing with the moon seems to be an elegant thing.

The five flowers just stuck, and someone shouted below: "Here, I have six flowers here!"

"Eight!"

"Ten flowers!"

"Give me fifteen!"

Five servants ran around like rabbits, singing trumpets.

"Eight flowers on Zhang Dong's family are here, thank you Mr. Zhang for your reward!"

"Zhu Tianrong, Mr. Zhu, fifteen flowers on top of him, thank you Mr. Zhu for your reward!"

"Eighteen flowers on the shopkeeper Liu from Tianyi Pavilion, thank you Mr. Liu for your reward!"

"Zhu Tianrong, Mr. Zhu, five more flowers, thank Mr. Zhu, and I will reward you again!"

The sound was endless, and the crowd was very lively. The madam in Baoxianglou smiled and couldn't even close her mouth. It should be noted that a flower was thirty taels of silver. In this moment, thousands of taels of silver had already been earned, and these silvers finally flowed into her sleeves.

There was no movement on Chu Huan's side. Today Yingren brought people here, and it was purely for Mo Lingshuang. No matter how beautiful and beautiful the other girls were, they seemed boring to Yingren.

Chu Huan leaned on the chair and savored the tea. This was the first time he felt the luxury of the romance and moon. Hearing the shouts of the high and higher among the nobles, the number of flowers was higher than the other, which was definitely a waste of money. The silver seemed to be just a number in the hearts of these people. Think about the poor people he had seen. In many places, people could not even have enough to eat, and the gap between the two was so huge.

A flower in these people is enough to make many people live for a year or even longer, but they don’t blink even when they waved their hands.

Being drunk and intoxicated by luxury and singing and dancing brings peace, Chu Huan finally understood the meaning of these eight words.

In just a moment, the Korean beauty Park Jung-hyun's clothes were covered with yellow flowers, red and yellow, and her beauty was bright and bright, while the highest one had already produced seventy flowers. This Korean beauty only attracted more than ten thousand taels of money in just a short period of time.

After leaving the seventy flowers, I began to quiet for a while. Although many wealthy people here are worth millions, they only support a kiln sister and have their own prices in their hearts. No one will really pay a sky-high price to support a girl. And even if they pay a huge price, they may not be able to hold a beauty.

It’s like the one in front has sixty flowers, and the other in the back has seventy flowers. If the person in front cannot keep up with his financial resources, he can only watch the money he has invested to waste.

Moreover, only cash in and bank notes are collected. There is no credit for you. Only by taking out the bank notes will you spend money on it. It is very realistic.

After a long time, no one made another sound. With a gong, the Korean beauties bowed again and then retreated.

Soon, the second girl came up and came from Furong Pavilion. She was able to represent Furong Pavilion. She was naturally not an ordinary girl, she was graceful and had her own temperament.

She also performed a dance. After the dance, there were some guests on the flowers just now, but compared to the Korean woman in front of her, the woman had obviously fewer flowers.

In this way, the girls took the stage one by one, but Yingren was extremely anxious and waited for Mo Lingshuang to appear until the fifth place. In a wonderful musical sound, a woman was floating on the stage like a white cloud. Her clothes were as white as snow, as if they were dreams and fantasy, wearing snow-white silk dresses, spotless, with a piece of black and yellow jade hanging on her earlobe, her hair was clouded with pine trees, and a jade hairpin was inserted diagonally.

Her shoulders were covered with silk and made of yarn, and her round shoulders were faintly exposed. Her skin was white and red. She was so beautiful that Yingren was almost suffocated under the red light. She walked in a scattered way, fluttering and moving, and was indescribable.

Compared to the clear water that appeared in the clear water when we met last time, Mo Lingshuang's dress today is naturally stronger, but the pure and beautiful face on her face has not changed.

Yingren looked at Mo Lingshuang blankly, as if he was possessed by a demon.

The appearance of the lotus in Lingshuang's clear water has already shocked Yingren as if he were heavenly. However, his beautiful dress at this time allowed him to appreciate another kind of beauty in Lingshuang.

Chu Huan also looked at Mo Lingshuang on the stage. When she saw her appearance, she was really amazed. He had a great eye. When he saw Mo Lingshuang's eyes, his heart suddenly trembled. He saw that although Lingshuang had a faint smile on his face, the smile was very forced. His eyes were clearly black and white, and he seemed to have thousands of words and elements.

Amid the music, Ling Shuang was already dancing.

She is a traditional Central Plains dance with solid foundation and excellent figure. She twisted her waist with her tight waist and her silk was dancing like two long dragons, covering her under the red silk.

The zither and piano are like dreams, the flutes and shengs are like illusions, the tunes are quiet, and the clouds are floating and the water flows.

The frost dances gracefully, as light as a butterfly, and the whole body is as soft as boneless. It suddenly comes as if it comes, and quickly retreats, the fragrance drifts away, and the beautiful shadow drifts away.

The rhythm and dance are very tacit. First, it is as quiet as water. After a moment, the musical sound changes, and the sound of the erhu is mixed with it, becoming passionate and powerful. Chu Huan's expression becomes awe-inspiring. He is attracted by the sonorous tune and Ling Shuang's dance. He only feels that the Ling Shuang in front of him has turned into a butterfly, flying between the yellow sand in the desert, moving with a charming beauty, and like a lonely geese in the sky and a lonely wolf in the desert, with a burst of sounds, bleak and dark, and there is a hint of nostalgia in the desolation.

The music was loud, and Ling Shuang suddenly danced with her arms, causing the red silk to dance. The sky seemed to fall from a high altitude, spinning on the flower selection platform. Everyone was dazzled, and the tone was about to stop, and it seemed to have the afterglow of the horizon.

Yingren's eyes were staring at the stage in a daze, but Ling Shuang seemed to see Yingren, spinning at high speed. Every time she turned around, her eyes were looking at Yingren. After a few times, her eyes were flowing and she finally saw Chu Huan next to Yingren.

The red silk was flying, Yingren could not see Ling Shuang's face, but Ling Shuang's wonderful eyes could clearly see Chu Huan. There was no smile on her face, but she showed a faint smile at this moment.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the sound of bleakness was interrupted in an instant. The frost was lying on the ground like a butterfly. The courtyard was still like a surging river and sea, but at this moment it became calm and quiet. The water light was clear and congested.

Many people are still savoring it silently.

Chu Huan praised it in his heart. Such music and dance can only be heard here. A thousand years later can only be seen in macro movies.

Ling Shuang slowly stood up. Although she was dressed brightly, she was as quiet as the water surface, and once again returned to the charm of the green lotus coming out of the water.

Someone has already shouted: "Old man appreciates the flowers!"

Yingren was excited and wanted to get up and call, but Chu Huan reached out to hold him down.

Yingren was a little anxious. He now knew that no matter whether the women who performed on the stage could become the first ones, they would be picked up tonight. The ones who were qualified to take the charts were the guests with the most flowers.

What Yingrenxin is most worried about is that Ling Shuang will serve other men tonight. He really doesn’t have the intention to possess Ling Shuang’s body in his heart, but he just hopes that Ling Shuang will not be gained by others.

Chu Huan whispered: "Look at the situation first, don't be too anxious!"

Someone has already started to put flowers on.

In terms of heart, although Ling Shuang is very beautiful, all those who compete for the courtesan tonight are beautiful beauties, and each has its own style. Ling Shuang's dance is fascinating, but the dances of other girls are not inferior.

Previously, Park Jung-hyun, a person named Choi Mei-er from Baoxiang Building, was very popular and had many flowers. In Yingren's eyes, Mo Lingshuang was very outstanding and was the most beautiful person in the sky. However, not all men have the same taste, and not all men will like Lingshuang. Lingshuang has the beauty of coldness and beauty, but lacks the charming and charming posture.

In addition, there are also many requirements for today's appearance arrangements.

Baoxianglou is the first big building in Yunshan Six Pagodas, so the head girl Park Jung-hyun was the first to appear. At the beginning, the guests were holding silver notes in their hands and spending a lot of money. The more they reached the back, many people became more nervous. Some people were interested in Ling Shuang, but they might not have enough money in their hands.

So whoever appears first will take advantage of it first.

Ling Shuang was the fifth appearance, and the reason was very simple. Although the Cuiyu Tower where she was located was ranked among the six Yunshan Mountains, her strength was at the bottom, which led to Ling Shuang appearing late.

Even so, there were still many flowers on Lingshuang, and there were still screams. In a moment, hundreds of purple brocade flowers were stuck on Lingshuang's body.

Ling Shuang's smile was very stiff, and she did not show off her charm. She just stood there quietly like a green lotus, but her eyes were quietly looking at Chu Huan.

Chu Huan and Yingren sat next to each other, Ling Shuang looked at this side. Yingren just thought it was looking at herself, and she was extremely excited and made up her mind to help Ling Shuang no matter what tonight and prevent her from being ruined by other men.

The number of flowers on the top has increased to eighty, and there is silence everywhere. It seems that no one has ever raised the flowers anymore. More than eighty purple brocade flowers have cost 2,400 taels of silver. Such a huge amount of money to exchange for a night is extremely expensive.

After a while, Yingren saw that no one was calling again, and was about to get up, he suddenly heard a voice not far away and said lightly: "Give me a hundred flowers!"

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Chapter completed!