Qiu Ju's voice, the people who woke up from the intoxication, looked at it obsessively, Qiu Ju's charming face, sighed constantly, sighed, as if it was not complete, broke free from the rendering of the tragedy, and the contempt for the woman in the wind and dust in his heart was completely gone after this song;

"Little beauty! People of my generation who practice martial arts, although they don't know how to play the piano and music, don't understand poetry, but they understand the last sentence! Your destined person is me! You just wait to have a good night with me tonight! Hey..."

"Such a vulgar and vulgar person dares to talk nonsense! I don't know what to do! Miss Qiu Ju has such a fairy posture and jade body, how can you be a reckless man who can try to get involved? Quickly retreat, don't be ashamed and lose face! ”

"Hey, hey! What are you fighting for now! If you have the ability, when you bid for a while, you can talk with money! If you don't have money, don't mess around here, what's the use of coaxing! Wait and see! Tonight, this autumn chrysanthemum fairy! It's definitely down! This son is her destined person! ”

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The knights of the rivers and lakes do not understand the rhythm of music, they are the first to wake up, and they shout impatiently on the spot, and then the people who wake up are naturally not to be left behind.

"This son! That's true! As the saying goes: a good night is short, and a beauty is rare! The old slave didn't want to sweep away the interest of the masters, so he simply started the bidding for the red pill of this Qiu Ju girl! I hope you like our Qiu Ju girl, don't miss the opportunity! ”

The old bustard saw everyone, and the interest was high, and some people said that it was on time, and immediately stood up with a smile and announced, seeing such a hot scene, she couldn't help but fantasize that there would soon be a lot of income, and her heart was hot and radiant, as if she had ushered in the second spring;

"Good! You can say that again! I can't wait! Come on, come on! Listen up! Ben Gongzi bids! Five hundred taels of silver! ”

"Five hundred taels! Pauper! You sent the begging for food! With this little money, I dare to participate in the red pill bidding of the Qiu Ju Fairy! I don't know what to do! Let's go cool! Young Master Ben bid 1,000 taels of silver! Don't dare to talk about the high price, but I didn't insult the alluring appearance of the Qiu Ju fairy! ”

"I'm embarrassed to say it to others! You're no better! Ben Gongzi bids! One thousand taels! Gold! Equivalent to five thousand taels of silver! In this way, he is worthy of the peerless appearance of the Qiu Ju Fairy! I just want to be able to get the mercy of the Qiu Ju Fairy, so that my son can kiss Fangze and achieve a long-cherished wish! ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately screamed, and instantly turned into a beast in heat, one by one on tiptoe, pulling their necks, and their green tendons burst out, fighting for a red face and a thick neck, throwing a lot of money, spending money like dirt, and even more easily, unaware and unconcerned;

"This boy bids a thousand taels of gold! Is there anything higher? The old slave is here, and I cheekily advise all the masters, don't miss the opportunity, so as not to regret it at that time! Such a beautiful woman, maybe at the moment of your hesitation, she will miss you! ”

When the old bustard heard this, she was overjoyed, and the bidding at this time had exceeded the estimate in her heart, but her insatiable nature seemed to be ignited by the anger of the fierce bidding on the scene, and she frantically vented her desire for money in her heart, shouting loudly at the top of her voice, covering up the noisy noise;

"It's so noisy! What's going on out there? ”

Mo Li was already depressed, listening to the sad singing outside the door, deeply touched, such as meeting a bosom friend, feeling in his heart, involuntarily, gave birth to an inexplicable, sympathetic feeling, until the end of the song, while continuing to pour wine, while secretly reminiscing;

Just when he was in a complicated mood and full of emotion, he suddenly heard the noisy noise outside, and suddenly became furious, and with the anger surging in his chest, he stood up suddenly, slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, and shouted angrily at the door;

"Childe! Rest your anger! This, outside, is competing for the red pill of Miss Qiu Ju, and the bidding is fierce! If the son is interested, you can participate together, if the child, dislike them for being too noisy, please forgive the old slave, there is nothing you can do! I'm sorry! ”

When the old bustard heard the voice, he hurriedly came in, and while making amends and smiling faces, he meant something and explained without a trace;

"Qiu Ju? Who is it? ”

The mood was depressed, and the wine was drunk too fast, Mo Li was already a little drunk at this moment, coupled with his chaotic thoughts, he didn't hear the meaning of the old bustard's words, and he was quite dissatisfied with the old bustard's vague explanation, and asked again in a slightly angry tone;

"Qiu Ju, the top Oiran of our Spring Courtyard, tonight is the day she comes out of the pavilion!"

The old bustard was helpless, so she had to patiently explain that the Mo family's family background was not something that she could afford to provoke as an old bustard in the Spring Festival Courtyard;

"In other words, as soon as the Oiran is taken down, it's going to be quiet outside, right?"

Mo Li grabbed the wine jug, raised his head and poured a sip, thinking of the tragedy that went straight to the hearts of the people, and took advantage of the strength of the wine to ask indifferently;

"Uh, yes!"

When the old bustard heard this, he replied helplessly, not knowing what this little ancestor wanted to do;

"Outside now, how much is the bid?"

The indifferent voice and cold tone made the old bustard confused for a while, and hurriedly opened the door, asked a few questions, and then turned around and replied:

"Young Master Mo, it's already two thousand taels now!"

Hearing the bustard's offer, Mo Li did not hesitate, waved his hand, his posture was arrogant, and he spit out bold words, shocking the four seats:

"Ask for the price of this son, four thousand taels!"

When the old bustard heard this, he looked embarrassed, and he wanted to stop talking, but he didn't seem to hear Mo Li's words and didn't take any action;

"How?"

Mo Li frowned, his face was not good, and even between his eyebrows, involuntarily, a faint trace of killing intent rose;

"Ugh!"

When the old bustard heard this, his heart tightened for no reason, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied:

"Master Mo! The price was shouted outside, and it was gold! ”

Hearing this, Mo Li poured a sip of strong wine again, looked at the old bustard, and snorted coldly:

"Humph!"

His eyes squinted at the past, with a hint of contempt, disdainful opening, and a cold tone, full of undoubted taste:

"Four thousand taels!"

The old bustard was glanced at by Mo Li, and in a trance, she actually felt a killing aura that only people in the rivers and lakes had from the Mo family's son, who was dancing and writing, and was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly turned around and went out, shouting out Mo Li's name, as well as the almost, the sky-high price that suppressed the audience:

"Son of the Mo family, bid, gold, four thousand taels!"

After the old bustard finished speaking, he glanced back, and Mo Li, who was still drinking bitterly, saw that he had no intention of blaming, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but after thinking about it, he thought of the four thousand taels of gold that was about to arrive, and he trembled with excitement in an instant, and his heart was full of joy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info