On the second day, the arrangement of the three of them made Yinniang stunned.

She walked over tremblingly, tears welling up in her eyes.

The fat powder under his eyes and face was washed white and yellow, and he didn't forget to rub it on his sleeves.

"I'm not mistaken! You're really making money, oh no, you're a dancing prodigy!"

"Thank you for your love...", she replied with a shaky face, looking at the mottled pink stains on her clothes.

"Okay, now you can go to rehearsals, you have to be skilled, skilled! As for the stage layout and special effects, leave it to me!"

"By the way, does this dance have a name?" asked after a few steps.

Mo Yi paused for a moment, and said, "Farewell to Liuyun." ”

"It's a little heavy, but it's elegant. Yinniang thought for a moment and said lightly.

Time flew by, and soon it was the day of the Hundred Flowers Feast.

Ziyu pulled the curtain open a small slit and looked out, and sure enough, the seat was full.

"It is said that a tea table here alone was fried to fifty taels of silver. Mo Yi sighed.

"In this world, there are people who are starved to death by a penny, and there are people who are willing to spend a lot of money. This kind of reality doesn't exist if you don't hate it. Ziyu closed the curtain and said lightly.

Today's Hundred Flowers Banquet, Lane Chun Yuan is completely new from top to bottom, and Mo Yi and Ziyu have also changed the uniform clothes and decorations in the garden as instructed.

The two of them changed from the coarse cloth and simple shoes of the past, and they looked even more jade-wooded, and their eyebrows were clear and extraordinary.

"It's really slow, it's almost an hour since I dressed up. Ziyu walked to the center of the backstage and looked around for a week.

I don't want to say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. "Slow work, everyone has been waiting for a long time!" "Silver Lady's voice came from afar, "Come and see how this issue of Oiran is?"

Mao Qing went down the antique mahogany staircase, and the ethereal sleeves brushed over the carved railing, light as a breeze, soft as a willow.

Mo Yi looked at her steadily, a little distracted.

Although he never said it, he always knew in his heart that she was extremely beautiful. It's just that now he is wearing exquisite clothes and red makeup, and he is even more beautiful, beyond the most remote imagination in his heart.

I saw her hiring a curling walk over, her eyes were like silk, and her lips were smiling.

It is still a light gauze skirt like a white lotus green leaf, but the style is more close-fitting, showing her slender waist and plump clouds on her chest. And the porcelain white skin under the neck, pearls and green, is even more attractive.

Looking back and smiling, the huge, brilliant and bright hall was instantly eclipsed.

There was only a statue of her in her eyes, and the people and scenery around her were nowhere to be seen, only she walked slowly, as if she had passed through the gap of reincarnation, as if she had walked through the four seasons.

That kind of face, half familiar and half unfamiliar, comes in small steps, and the Yiren are exquisite and unparalleled.

"What's wrong with you, little stone?" Moqing shook his hand in front of Mo Yi's eyes, and the beads on his wrist tinkled.

Mo Yi came back to his senses and looked away in a hurry: "It's nothing..."

"Why is it that every man looks like you when he sees me?" asked Mao Qing with a smile on her face.

"Ahem~" Mo Yi really couldn't answer, so he turned the conversation, "The show seems to be about to start!"

Yinniang just walked over at this time: "Don't worry, don't worry! Qinglian is the Oiran of this issue, you have to save it for the finale, and now you still have half an hour to prepare." ”

"What is the identity of this person, and who is the son of the gambling house owner 'Fang Jinyu' that you mentioned earlier?" Ziyu asked.

"The guests here are civil and military officials, as well as wealthy businessmen. But the biggest customers will hide their identities a little bit in a low-key way, which is really hard to determine. It's just that this Fang Jinyu has a characteristic, like his name, he likes to wear accessories that blend gold and jade. If you're sure you want to ask him for news, you'll have to work harder!" replied to the silver lady carefully.

"What do you mean by that?"

"This Fang Jinyu has participated in four hundred flower banquets in a row, although he must come every year, he has never taken a fancy to a girl, and she is indeed very tricky. Yinniang explained, "Of course, in previous years, there was no such good as Qinglian! this time can be regarded as the pride of our entire Qishui Town!"

"Okay, take a break, and when it's time for the finale, I'm going to push you out, and then I can't spoil my field!"

The three of them nodded and stood quietly aside.

"Hey, am I really good-looking like this?"

Pursing his lips, his face was still cold, and Mo Yi didn't answer. It's just that for some reason, there was a burst of heat from his cheeks to his neck, but fortunately, the collar was designed to be quite high, hiding his embarrassment.

"If you don't answer, I know the answer. Mao Qing was very proud, "But, then again, the moon-white robe you are wearing today also looks so good!" said appreciatively, as if you were a lan.

"Cheesy!" Ziyu complained.

"That's Xiao Zi, you love dark clothes too much!Besides, you haven't even tasted me yet!"

"Pretty is pretty, but if you praise you, are you willing to go back with me to be a lady of the village?" Ziyu smiled as she lifted her chin and smiled.

"It's not serious, just notice that you have something to say. He slapped his hand away.

"Are you fake or stupid?" do you really plan to stun someone who bought you overnight?" Ziyu asked playfully.

"Isn't that so?"

"That way, if that person happens to be unheard, we won't be able to stay in the town any longer. ”

"Xiao Zi, you said so much, you must have thought of a solution, right?" Mao Qing raised his eyebrows and said, "Say it quickly, say it quickly, it's time to play soon!"

"Then you take this. Ziyu tossed a small paper bag over.

Mao Qing pinched it in his hand and asked, "What is this?"

"Half of the phantom medicine and half of the *medicine, and a little...* medicine..."Ziyu shook her fan and replied lightly, "You carefully add that person's wine and food, I guarantee that he will think that he already has a moment of spring supper." ”

Mao Qing cautiously tucked into his sleeve and nodded gratefully.

Half an hour later, it was time for the three of them to appear.

Yinniang walked up to the stage: "Everyone, be quiet." I don't know if those 'hundred flowers' just now can fit the eyes of your uncles? If you don't like it, don't be anxious, I travel to a hundred places, and finally get a secret treasure, whether it can be seen by everyone, please appreciate it. With that, he walked off the stage.

A hundred bright lights went out suddenly, and the whole hall suddenly became dark. Everyone lowered their voices and exclaimed, but no one panicked. The venue slowly became quiet, and everyone waited with bated breath for the visual festival of the year.

Suddenly, a tactful flute sounded in front of the stage, like a nightingale crying, like the sound of heaven. In the darkness, there was a bright moon suddenly, cold and gorgeous...

On both sides of the stage, light smoke flowed out, and the melodious sound of the yaoqin joined in, like the moonlight on a calm lake.

A few lights and candles around are lit, and through this subtle and ambiguous light, it can be seen that there is a beautiful person in the center of the stage, especially dusty and independent.

Delicate figure, black hair like a waterfall, ethereal veil. Curling through the green smoke, it is like meditating in the flowing clouds.

"Ding..."The wrist flipped and the pearls collided.

The head of the jade hairpin trembled slightly, and the cardamom branch of the hairpin head was shaken.

A song of Qing Song golden silk clothes, when the moon cage flower shadow is half bright.

Slowly, the green smoke dissipated, leaving a trace of ecstasy and fragrance, like a beauty.

The beauty is on her back, she can't see her appearance clearly, although she is only wearing a light gauze skirt, but it does not reduce her noble and elegant temperament at all. She danced gently, her waist was weak and boneless, and her white wrists were full of empty flowers one after another.

Everyone was determined, but their eyes were still foggy. The beauty on the stage seemed to be a fairy who wanted to fly to the sky, tossing and turning among the flowing clouds.

Farewell, when will you return?" she seemed to ask.

Suddenly, the candles were all lit, and many peach blossom petals fell from the top of the stage, dripping like torrential rain, falling on the beauty's gauze skirt and long hair.

She began to spin, ethereal as if it were almost a gust of wind. That good-looking face and bright smile are amazing.

Mo Yi tried her best to keep her heart calm, but the flute sound had a slight disturbance that was not easy to detect, just because she was amazingly beautiful today...

When Mao Qing stretched his body towards the edge of the stage, his eyes quickly glanced around the stage, searching for 'Fang Jinyu'.

When he stretched his arms for the fourth time, a man in a golden robe in the audience had a sharp light in his eyes, and he looked at it slightly distractedly. I saw that the man was lying on his left hand, and the thick wrench on his finger happened to be the style of gold and jade.

Fang Jinyu! Mao Qing's heart was overjoyed, and his eyebrows and eyes deliberately looked at him several times.

I saw that the corners of Fang Jinyu's mouth curved into a vague smile, which seemed to show a clear 'affection'.

At the end of the dance, the whole hall was still silent, and it seemed that it was still immersed in the dreamlike fantasy of Fang Cai.

"Pap~Pap~" Fang Jinyu in the audience took the lead in applauding, and then everyone applauded like thunder as if they had come to their senses.

The dancers and musicians stepped back, and the silver lady came to the stage.

Mo Yi, who passed by her in front of the Qing Dynasty, glanced at her, indicating that everything was under her control.

"This is the Oiran of the Hundred Flowers Feast - Qinglian. The silver lady pointed to the clear water.

Leaned over and saluted, the smile on her lips made her even more delicate.

"It's still the old rule, the one with the highest price wins!" Yin Niang stood in the middle of the stage, thinking that this performance was an extraordinary success, I am afraid that it can set the highest price in history!

"Five hundred taels !!" has begun to be bid, but I don't want the reserve price to be so high.

"Six hundred taels !!"

"Seven hundred taels !!" Yinniang listened to these calls one after another, and her heart was even more overjoyed.

Mao Qing looked at them calmly, but now he was only paying attention to Fang Jinyu's attitude.

This rich man's personality is really weird, it seems that since the bidding, he has only been more interested in the bowl of tea in his hand.

finally waited until his bowl of tea was drunk, and the bid had already been mentioned to a thousand taels of silver.

I saw that Fang Jinyu closed the lid of the bowl and stood up, with a long body and an extraordinary demeanor.

The bony fingers pointed to the Taichung Haoqing, and said from afar: "One thousand five hundred taels, gold." ”

The smile on his lips was even brighter, and he thought that the noble son who was ruthless and indifferent was just like that.

The house is full and silent, and no one can pay a higher price than this.

The silver lady smiled and invited the noble son to the stage, and put the hand of the clear on his wrist.

With a light push on his back, the curtain was slowly opened.

"At the moment of the Spring Festival, Wanggongzi is happy" Yinniang's glutinous voice greeted, and Mao Qing and the golden-robed noble son were slowly sent into the 'flower room' that had been prepared for a long time.