Chapter 30 The Oiran Election

Song Ling didn't have a clear understanding that she had inadvertently hugged such a thick thigh, after all, she also came to the capital to take a spin, and the master was Uncle Guo, which had no impact on her life.

However, she keenly grasped one point: "Since you don't show up much in Beijing, how do you know, senior brother?"

Tu Baichuan paused and said, "Because we are relatives." ”

Uncle Guo's relatives are naturally also relatives of the emperor, Song Lingyi still needs to ask in detail, but Xie Qiong put the teacup lightly and said something silent.

As soon as Song Ling habitually listened to him, he immediately stopped opening his mouth, and after a while, there was a knock on the door.

Xie Qiong went over to open the door, and the little guy in the front yard stood outside the door of the small courtyard with his hands, and replied politely: "Gongzi Xie, the chronicler asked me to pass on a message, the front is now lively, if Gongzi and Miss are interested, you can go and have a look." ”

This was exactly what Song Lingyi wanted, she had long wanted to go up to the front to take a look, got up to leave, and then turned around and asked, "Senior brother, can you go?"

"Go ahead, I'm not going to join in the fun. ”

Tu Baichuan stroked his chest with one hand, signaling that he was an injured person, so Song Ling pulled Xie Qiong and left.

Although the night is dark, the front yard is really lively, the smell of wine in the hall, the charming smell of fat powder, and the cheers one after another, all mixed together.

On the platform in the center, a tall girl with a red veil is dancing, and the hem of the cropped shirt is surrounded by a circle of golden thread beads.

Compared to normal days, tonight is indeed a little too lively.

Xie Qiong stopped the guy who was leading the way in front of him: "What's the matter today?"

The little girl replied with a smile: "Childe, Miss, you only arrived today, so I don't know, tonight is the day of this year's Oiran election in our Qin Tower." ”

"Oiran election? How to choose this? Does it also depend on voting?" Song Lingyi became interested.

"Miss said right, today's guests can get a silk flower at the door, you can give it to your favorite girl in the building, if necessary, you can also spend money in the field to buy more silk flowers to send out, tonight, the girl who received the most silk flowers, is this year's Oiran. ”

Song Ling nodded: "But I see that there are also women coming in today!"

"Oh, miss, don't be surprised, Qin Lou already receives female guests, and the Oiran in our building is not the only one who can do it!"

I didn't hear Tu Baichuan talk about this just now, but Song Lingyi thought it was even more funny: "Then can I vote later?"

"Naturally, Miss, wait a minute. With that, the little guy ran to the door, brought two silk flowers over, handed them to Song Ling and the others, and continued: "The field is full today, I may not be able to arrange a seat for the two of you, you might as well go around, and you may also encounter something fun." ”

"It's okay, thank you, little brother. ”

The little guy was quickly dragged away to get busy, and Song Lingyi began to squeeze towards the side of the stage, although the tables and chairs around were full, but she saw a few people sitting on the ground in front of the stage, close and clear, she also wanted to join in the fun.

Xie Qiong didn't mind, as soon as the snow-white robe was lifted, he sat on the ground with her.

Song Ling sat down on the ground, turned his head and arched his hand at the person behind him, his big round eyes blinked lightly, and he said sorry, but the person behind him was still looking at Hu Wu, and he didn't have time to pay attention to her.