Zhuang Qinghong quickly calmed down, and Hongli allocated a lot of subordinates to Zhuang Fei, in addition to the treatment that Oiran should have, it also meant to spy on Zhuang Fei; And not only that, she also re-got Zhuang Fei's identity, and she kept her mouth shut about being a waiter here, just saying that she was here to learn, so the identity she made for Zhuang Fei would definitely not be a subordinate who bought it halfway, thinking that Zhuang Fei's skin was like white jade, he should not be an ordinary child from a good family; Zhuang Fei's expression faded and humbled, but he was not arrogant, nor was he noble, and it was unlikely that he would be a declining nobleman, so it was most likely the son of a declining little rich businessman.

pampered and rich since he was a child, once his family fell into the dust, he resigned himself to his original charm.

If you become an Oiran, in addition to not being able to go out of the Flower Building, you can spend more time at your disposal, that is to say, as long as Hongli's vigilance is eliminated, Zhuang Fei has almost complete autonomy in Changfeng Building, so he only needs to look for opportunities to let Zhuang Fei come to him from time to time......

Zhuang Fei definitely didn't want to be a prostitute, but he had to do it, and even in order to keep him, Zhuang Fei had to keep doing it, but if it kept going like this, Zhuang Fei would definitely go crazy. He must see Zhuang Fei from time to time, Zhuang Qinghong smiled bitterly, maybe seeing himself, Zhuang Fei was even more painful...... No, just like Zhuang Fei did to himself before, he can also do it, so that the two of them can live happily as usual.

It was impossible to do anything in secret, Hongli would not reassure him, and he didn't want Zhuang Fei to risk doing it. You can only stay still for a while. Fortunately, Qi Jing has been extremely disgusted with him, and this action also shows that Qi Jing will never care about him as an abandoned person again, which is the best.

……………… Zhuang Qinghong thought a lot, and even calculated carefully, thinking about how to get along with Zhuang Fei in the future, and how to use the relationship to leave Hualou, but no matter how much he thought about it, there was no way to transfer the anxiety in his heart, and the bitterness in his mouth did not decrease at all.

It's been a long, long time.

It wasn't until dawn that Zhuang Qinghong changed into clothes, pushed open the door, and said a few words to the guard whose face was both hidden and strict, and finally a guard went to ask Hongli, Qing'er came over, and took Zhuang Qinghong away.

***

Zhuang Fei finally put on the warm jade bottom gold silk shoes in the room, tidied himself up, and walked out on the carpet that had been laid a long time ago.

A body of the line is very heavy, Zhuang Fei out of the door of the Oiran Building, immediately a small waiter bowed over, he was wearing a pale blue satin suit, stretched out his hand to help Zhuang Fei's left hand, this is the "right" of the street, forget the worries of the place covers a wide area, the flower street is criss-crossed, the length of the street reaches more than 40 kilometers, three days basically to walk again, for the Oiran himself, is a kind of physical torture.

It's also an honor for Oiran.

When the Oiran travels, everyone laughs and laughs, but the Oiran cannot, he must be solemn and show his beauty in every move.

When they were parade through the streets, there were twelve in front of them, and eight in front of them, all of whom were strong men, who were responsible for carrying ornate lamps, heavy canopies, and beautiful silver mirrors, on which were written the names of the Oiran, and they were responsible for displaying the names of the Oirans to the people; They were followed by two children of five or six years old, holding silk fans embroidered with the names of the oiran, then two □□-year-old children, carrying baskets full of petals, flying flowers at each turn, and at intervals there were spare baskets, and finally eleven or twelve-year-old children, holding out beautiful umbrellas, walking behind the oiran.

One of the umbrella boys was the handsome boy who delivered food to Zhuang Qinghong.

Six children stood in a trapezoidal shape, the Oiran walked among them, and there was only one thirteen or fourteen-year-old Fuzheng beside him, who needed to walk slowly and beautifully, and they were followed by the guards of the Flower Building, each tall and mighty, and the guards were arranged in two rows with extraordinary momentum, mixed with the servants of good silk and bamboo, all the way to the silk and bamboo, and the pomp was extremely grand. Finally, there are four [after the name], which also re-emphasizes the name of the Oiran.

Zhuang Fei walked on the carpeted street, suddenly a little funny in his heart, such a grand scene, the emperor may not have such a scenery when traveling, the street is crowded next to each other are all flat-headed people, stretched out their necks just to see him, squeezed their bodies just to look at him more, literate people have long spread his name, it is said that Hualou will also invite a number of literati, put a good position on the upstairs along the street, and after watching the ceremony, he will be covered by the world, and only after three days will he become a real Oiran.

When the Oiran is paraded in the street, all the flower buildings will not be opened, and the real estate with a good location is a good location for the ceremony, as long as you pay, you don't have to crowd the street, which is the best choice for the children of the family and the powerful.

As the focus of so many people's eyes, Zhuang Fei was still calm and walked forward as if there was nothing.

***

"He's so beautiful." In a certain flower building, a handsome man leaned against the window, his eyes kept on Zhuang Fei, smiled secretly, and said in a low voice, "Zhuang Fei?" I didn't expect to encounter such a good thing when I returned to Beijing this time...... That's nice. I thought I'd go back later. ”

The guards next to him dutifully acted as wooden men.

***

King Jin's Mansion, King Jin's study, Qi Jing slammed the inkstone to the kneeling guard, holding the table and trembling angrily, "What did you say?!" This time the Oiran is called Zhuang Fei? Why not report it early? ”

The guard's head hung lower, the blood on his forehead mixed with ink stained his face, he didn't know what was wrong with him, he did exactly what his master told him, but he would still be reprimanded like this, but he didn't dare to speak.

"Get out!" Qi Jing waved his sleeves, and the guard's eyes turned black, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and staggered out!

***

At the end of the three-day street tour, as expected, the name Zhuang Fei also represents another meaning at this moment, and it has completely become a term that people yearn for.

And finally, the secret auction is coming to an end.

Bidding in the dark is a very clever ploy. Each guest participating in the bidding only needs to pay ten taels of silver to buy a post with the characteristics of Changfeng Building, write the price he gave, and present it to the boss Hongli.

From the first day of the parade, you can ask for a sticker until you finally choose the person with the highest price.

Everyone wants this opportunity, but they are not sure how others will bid, so it is a wonderful way to give the highest price that they can afford, and not to be unhappy with giving too much money.

Of course, this bidder could not naturally be watched, and there was no need to be present, he was in the expensive Oiran Building at the moment, and was served by three small waiters to bathe.

Zhuang Fei soaked in the bath, let a few waiters serve, the three waiters glanced at each other, they were all relieved, it has always been difficult to serve the Oiran, this is indeed a rare good temperament, it is definitely a good thing for them.

After bathing, the two waiters put on the silk robe for Zhuang Fei, and the other waiter quietly came behind Zhuang Fei, squatted down, and reached into Zhuang Fei's robe, and a cold and slippery thing was against the unspeakable place behind Zhuang Fei.

Zhuang Fei glanced at the attendant beside him in surprise.

The waiter lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, his slightly wrinkled face was full of meekness, and he said with some flattery, "Zhuang Fei, this is Fuyu ointment, which is personally prepared by the grandmother who specializes in pharmacology in the building, and it is beneficial to the body...... It will make you suffer less pain later. ”

Zhuang Fei bit his lip and relaxed his body.