Thirty beautiful aristocratic ladies sat in a courtyard, each of them was very beautiful, dressed very gorgeously, the gems on the clothes could blind people's eyes, especially the folding fans and handkerchiefs in their hands, and the waving fragrant wind in the courtyard, Forman couldn't help but sigh, their knight lord could do things no matter where he was, and it was so big, before that, I had not heard of anyone who could gather thirty noble ladies who did not know each other together.

Not only did they gather together, but it also caused an unprecedented sensation, and Yang Yi's purpose turned out to be to sell tofu, which is simply incredible, and what is even more incredible is that Yang Yi only used thirty invitation letters to do it, people's minds are really wonderful, Fuman was busy while thinking about his heart, and their aristocratic lord was talking to the girls in a graceful manner, when thirty girls gathered, Yang Yi stood up.

Yang Yi held a transparent goblet in his hand, which was bright red grape wine, and he raised his glass to the aristocratic girls sitting at the three round tables with a smile, and said aloud: "

"On the occasion of Midsummer Night, I am deeply honored that you distinguished and beautiful ladies can take time to come to my little courtyard to participate in the tofu feast! Allow me, on behalf of myself and the people of Rock County, to extend my warmest welcome and most sincere greetings to all distinguished young ladies for their arrival!"

Yang Yi's toast is not new at all, the aristocratic ladies who often attend the dinner have heard toasts that are a hundred times more wonderful than Yang Yi, but the aristocratic ladies still gave applause, because this is a matter of politeness, although the applause is sparse, Yang Yi doesn't care, and smiles and asks Forman to bring the fruit.

Some seasonal but not cheap fruits, as well as a plate of fruit salad, I don't care about these noble ladies, no matter how good things they are, they have eaten them, they are only interested in Yang Yi and tofu, among them, Miss Mina is the most interested in Yang Yi, and asked Yang Yi curiously: "Respected knight, there are rumors outside that you are the prince of the Dragon Kingdom, is it true?"

"Yes, but my fate is ill-fated, I am not the Queen's own son, but I am the wisest and bravest of all the princes, so, you should understand......"

Of course, the aristocratic ladies understand that it is nothing more than palace fighting, this bloody plot has been staged in Hanover City I don't know how many times, they are all daughters of aristocratic families, and they have known more than others since they were children, and they immediately sympathized with Yang Yi, such a handsome and intelligent prince of a foreign land, but it is a pity that ...... but they could not inherit the throne.

Of course, there were other ideas, such as Miss Rehm's thought, how nice it would be if he were a real prince!

Although the aristocratic ladies pursue Yang Yi and like Yang Yi, it is just a girl's star-chasing mentality, but if they want to really marry Yang Yi, each of them will hesitate or even refuse, because in their hearts, only marrying the prince is true love and what they need. It would be good if Yang Yi could be a lover, anyway, lovers are widespread and common, noble ladies and ladies, who doesn't have a few lovers?

"Dear Dragon Knight, how did you get here? As far as I know, the Dragon Realm is in the mysterious and distant east, across the boundless sea. ”

Yang Yi smiled bitterly, and said to the aristocratic lady who asked: "For me, it was a tragic past, there is a good saying in our hometown, the past is unbearable, those painful experiences, let me forget it completely, I don't want to mention it again, I just want to be a baron in the Ottoman Empire and lead my people to live a happy and prosperous life......"

For anyone who is forced to fail to inherit the throne and live in a foreign land, the experience is indeed painful, not that Yang Yi doesn't want to say it, but what are those doings? Lao Tzu was parachuted here by them, but his performance was very infectious, and some kind noble ladies were simply happy to empathize, and they were very dissatisfied with the aristocratic ladies who asked these words, and rolled their eyes directly.

An elegant and dignified aristocratic lady said lightly: "We are here to be guests, not to inquire about the life of the Dragon Knight, this is a happy banquet, please talk about some happy topics." ”

This aristocratic lady is from the Gro family, she is a little older, she is twenty-five years old this year, and she has not been married yet, in this era, she is already a big girl at the age of twenty-five, but she didn't expect that Yang Yi could still invite her, so Miss Gro is very grateful to Yang Yi, she has entered the list of thirty people, so will there be fewer suitors in the future?

It is precisely because of her age that Miss Gro is much more sensible than those eighteen or nineteen-year-old aristocratic ladies, she finished coldly, diverted the topic, and asked Yang Yi: "Dear Dragon Knight, I saw the red carpet outside, it is really long and beautiful, and the red carpet on the ground welcomes guests, is it the custom of your hometown?"

"Yes, in our hometown, red represents the festivities, when the bride and groom get married, they should wear red clothes, celebrate the New Year, celebrate the festival, and hang red lanterns, and the red carpet represents the highest standard of welcome, only those beautiful, moving, the most expensive guests, can walk on the red carpet and receive the attention of others, and the distinguished ladies here, of course, are my most noble guests......"

"It's a beautiful ......"

The young lady of the Gro family successfully diverted the topic, Yang Yi was very grateful, and then the style of conversation changed, the aristocratic ladies did not inquire about Yang Yi's life experience, but asked him curiously about the mysterious country in the Far East, because of curiosity, Miss Mina asked: "Your poetry is really good, especially farewell to Kangqiao, I liked it after listening to it, are the poems about love in your hometown so moving......?"

Yang Yi said with a smile: "In my hometown, there are thousands of beautiful poems, the little apple is sung to the general public, and Kangqiao is sung to the knowledgeable, and there are some songs, whether they are literate or ordinary people, they all like it very much, to put it mildly, there are at least hundreds of thousands of poems circulating in my hometown......"

Hundreds of thousands of poems immediately caused an exclamation, although there are a lot of poems in the fairy tale world, but even if you count all kinds of country tunes, it is far less than hundreds of thousands, Yang Yi is hundreds of thousands of poems in one mouth, what kind of thoughts is that? It is simply unimaginable.

Yang Yi is very puzzled, is there a lot of hundreds of thousands? Dude, this is still less to say, hundreds of thousands of modern pop songs are not much, although Yang Yi can't remember so many, hundreds of songs are still no problem, after all, who didn't grow up listening to pop songs? After all, who goes to K songs, isn't it a point of one by one?

The aristocratic ladies were dumbfounded one by one, and they were all suppressed by Yang Yi, and one of the ladies covered their mouths and muttered to themselves: "God, hundreds of thousands of poems, it's incredible, it's really a mysterious and terrifying country." ”

Yang Yi hurriedly answered: "There are indeed hundreds of thousands of songs, but I can not remember much, after all, my identity is a prince, not a bard who studies poetry, nor a scholar." ”

After the is blown, the wind must be stopped, otherwise the wind will reach the ears of the Ottoman Emperor, if he feels curious and asks him to write down all the poems, Yang Yi will die, even so, in the minds of the thirty noble ladies, Yang Yi has become a halo.

"Dear Dragon Knight, can you sing us a poem that you think is good?" The request was made by Miss Mina, who was so curious, could there really be a place with hundreds of thousands of poems?

I have to say that the ladies of the aristocratic family still have a strong appreciation ability, after all, the environment is different, and the knowledge is not the same, Yang Yi's outstandingness has already surprised them, it is not difficult to hear from Yang Yi's words, Xiao Pinguo and Farewell Kangqiao are like very ordinary poems, so she is eager to hear Yang Yi's other poems.

Mina's proposal aroused the unanimous approval of all the noble ladies, they came to participate in the tofu banquet, not to eat, nor to join in the fun, but vanity, if Yang Yi in this banquet, any more amazing poems appear and spread out, then this banquet will become a legendary banquet, will be discussed all the time, and even with the poetry has been circulating, their vanity will be more satisfied.

"Dear Dragon Knight, please sing us a poem that you think is good, we like to listen to your poems. ”

"Sing, my noble knight, we will all be your listeners......"

"I am very much looking forward to the poetry of the mysterious ancient Orient echoing at our wonderful banquet......"

Thirty aristocratic ladies demanded one after another, Yang Yi's eyes were round, Lao Tzu is a tofu seller, not a special mother's artist...... But at this point, I really didn't continue without showing my hands, it seems that Lao Tzu really has to show off, but what should I sing that song?

What Yang Yi is worried about is not that there are too few songs, but that he can sing too many, which one is in line with the ancient mystery and rhythm of the East, and can impress these noble ladies?

Yang Yi, who pondered for a while, decided to sing Chinese style, since it is Chinese style, I have to mention Dong Chou, after all, I grew up listening to Dong Chou's songs, Yang Yi suddenly had a song in his heart, looked at the thirty noble ladies present affectionately, and said softly: "Since you noble ladies want to listen to it, I will present a song for everyone, Chrysanthemum Terrace!"