As Feng's mother walked into the Huamanlou, her vision suddenly became broader.

The hall was brightly lit, but not dazzling at all, and the huge night pearl was reasonably inlaid on the wall, illuminating every corner of the sky.

The interior decoration is extremely luxurious and elegant, and the owner's intentions can be seen everywhere, but compared to the gold and silver houses made of pieces of luxury goods, the taste of the flower building is much more elegant.

There was a half-platform in front of the church, which was still empty.

On the first floor, there are already many guests seated, and each seat is separated by a screen curtain, so that they cannot see each other, and the privacy of the guests is preserved.

The private rooms on the second floor are actually enlarged in independent space, blocked by huge screens and bamboo curtains, and the number of private rooms is significantly smaller than that on the first floor, with elegant and noble decoration and a wider line of sight.

Feng's mother took Qing Li to the third floor, and in the wide corridor, you can vaguely see that there are three rooms, but the middle hall is larger, and the two sides are slightly smaller.

Leading Qing Li to the side, Feng's mother explained: "The one on the far left is the living room of the concubine, and the middle one already has guests, if Li Gongzi doesn't dislike it, there is only the one on the right." ”

It can be seen that these three are all superb, and Qing Li doesn't pay much attention to it, nodding and acquiescing. It's just that when I walked through the middle room with Feng's mother, I actually felt a familiar iron-blooded wind.

Calm and depressed, cold and domineering, she had only felt such an aura on Ling Yichen, could it be that he was also here?

Turning his suspicious gaze to the closed door, Qing Li paused slightly. Soon followed Feng's mother to the private room.

Of course, she didn't have to worry that Ling Yichen was here to bid, that person had never had the heart to do anything. On the contrary, if he really comes. So I guess there's something wrong with tonight's auction!

With a frown, Qing Li turned her eyes to look at Mother Feng, who was smiling lightly, and saw that her expression was the same, and she temporarily suppressed her thoughts.

A boy in Tsing Yi was already waiting outside the door of the private room, and when he saw a few people coming, he hurriedly welcomed them in. The wing room is large, and the light is much warmer than the lobby. The incense burner burns with elegant sandalwood, and it only takes a moment to make people slightly drunk.

The side of the wing room facing the half-platform was covered with a crystal curtain. This thing has a feature that the front can be seen through. On the reverse side, it looks no different from ordinary white yarn.

So now, Qing Li can clearly see the scene on the first and second floors through the crystal curtain, but the people outside don't know the scene in the private room at all. This feeling of being able to peek into control of the overall situation really gives people a great sense of security.

Qing Li secretly admired the ingenuity of this design. Also began to be suspicious. Where did Jing Xuan get so many novel and good ideas!

There were already three women standing in the room, and they were in their prime, and they looked extremely iconic. One stands next to the piano, one holds the pipa, and the other holds a jasper flute, with different postures, fat and thin, but they are all gentle people.

The three of them saluted. Then they played and sang. The sound of silk and bamboo is soft and soothing, light and soft. Listening to it makes people feel comfortable and fluttering.

There are soft nongs, all kinds of talents, and such a thoughtful service attitude. Qing Li finally knew why so many talented scholars regarded this place as a source of inspiration since ancient times, and it was indeed a place where muses were produced.

Seeing Qing Li's satisfaction, Feng's mother was also overjoyed, and ordered her to go down and wait for her to prepare to go out.

Ling Sier came for Duan Yufeng, looked in front of the curtain for a long time, but never found that figure, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Feng's mother leaving, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop, "Where is Duan Yufeng?" Where are the others? ”

Eagerly, her breath was slightly rushing, but Mother Feng was not at all annoyed by Ling Sier's anger.

She is a person who has seen strong winds and waves, what kind of gentleman brother has not dealt with it, how can she care about the rude clamor of a little girl?

Withdrawing her hand without a trace, Mother Feng smiled and said, "Little boy, we have rules here, we can't disclose the information of the guests, and the concubine can't tell it!" ”

She replied lightly, Ling Sier froze for a while, and her voice became a little louder, "What do you mean by not being able to tell?" Do you know who I am? This ......"

"Ahem...... cough" Before Ling Sier finished speaking, Qing Li's two clear coughs sounded at the right time, stopping him.

Standing up and pressing Ling Sier's body, she patted Sier's hand soothingly, then turned her eyes and smiled: "Mother Feng is embarrassed, my little brother has been used to being willful and rude since he was a child. ”

"Where, where, ......," Feng's mother greeted hypocritically.

How simple can the people brought by Li Gongzi be? Just now, he spoke out to obstruct it, it must be that the young master has an extremely noble identity that is inconvenient for people to know. So, but she can't afford to offend.

With a sneer, Feng's mother owed her body again, "The two sons sat first, and the concubines took their leave." "There are such two characters, she has to report it.

Qing Li didn't stop it, while soothing Ling Sier's depressed mood, he waved his hand to the three women, "You guys go down, there is no need here for the time being." ”

She was helpless.

The little girl is so impulsive! Fortunately, I came with me today, otherwise something would have happened.

"Don't worry, wait slowly." She patted Si Er on the shoulder and walked over to the crystal curtain to take a look.

I saw that most of the cubicles on the first floor were local merchants and celebrities, and there were also elegantly dressed scholars, but they should all come to join in the fun, and if they really have to pay a large amount of money, I am afraid that they will not be able to do it.

The private rooms on the second floor are mainly business tycoons, or the sons of court officials and ministers, as well as many princes and descendants, so it can be seen that the people who really have the ability to come to the auction should be in the private rooms on the second floor.

Her sharp and indifferent eyes swept over, and her slender willow eyebrows suddenly tightened.

In the few private rooms on the second floor, almost all the officials above the fifth grade in the ink court are occupied! Even the Shangshu Li Yun, Shilang Yuanye, and Zhang Qingshan, the Criminal Division, who I saw in the Criminal Department a few days ago, were all in a box!

Isn't it, this Qingxi girl is really so good, even people who are nearly half a hundred years old can't help but come to see her beautiful beauty?

After glancing around again, he really didn't see Duan Yufeng.

Qing Li wrinkled his eyebrows in contemplation, and his eyes fell on the wall beside him.

Since there is no one on the first and second floors. Either he didn't come, or he was in the largest private room in the middle.

She had just clearly felt Ling Yichen's breath, and if Ling Yichen came. It is not surprising that Duan Yufeng is with him......

Ling Sier paced back and forth in the room, running to the window from time to time to take a look, in the noisy and chaotic lobby, where could she see someone's shadow, she was so anxious that she was about to cry!

"Sister! What about others, you say? Ling Sier asked unwillingly. She obviously came for him today, why can't she even see a shadow?

Qing Li pursed his lips and laughed teasingly: "Someone was very angry when he heard that people came to bid today, and now they are not coming." Why are you not satisfied again? ”

She deliberately didn't tell her guesses, otherwise she would have rushed to the next door at once.

If it was Ling Yichen, it would be fine, but if it was someone else. It's no joke!

Ling Sier's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "So he didn't come!" Her eyes shone brightly, and the next second she became angry again, "Those two long-tongued women." Net deception! Hum! ”

Sit down angrily. Ling Sier vented all his grievances. She privately thought that Qing Li's words meant that Duan Yufeng would not come to prostitution. The prostitute suddenly felt relaxed and sat down at the round table and ate pastries.

At noon, she didn't eat properly because she was angry, and now she realizes that she is a little hungry!

Looking at Ling Sier eating recklessly, Qing Li shook his head and smiled.

She's really a child, love comes and goes so fast!

A faint glance at the bright light outside the curtain. Qing Li said casually: "Si Er, since no one came." Let's go back. "Today's Hua Manlou will definitely not be as calm as it seems, and she can't let Si Er take risks here.

However, Ling Sier hurriedly shook his head, "Sister, it's rare for us to come here once, let's see how beautiful that top brand is!" "She always has a bit of a persistent preference for novelties.

Qing Li was about to persuade, but he heard a sudden ethereal sound in the hall, a soft and tactful tune, like a spring water jingling bell, and the big beads and small beads fell into the jade plate, which instantly soothed the troubles in everyone's hearts and made people indulge in it.

"Here we go!" Ling Sier was overjoyed, jumped to the window, leaned on the soft chair near the window, and looked leisurely.

Welcoming?

Qing Li's eyebrows raised lightly. Greet guests with this song, it's ingenious!

Seeing that it was impossible for Ling Sier to leave, she could only sacrifice her life to accompany the gentleman.

Fortunately, Yukiko Ya is here, and it shouldn't be too much of a problem to protect the two of them.

Reassured, Qing Li also sat on the soft chair in front of the window.

There was already a woman in a green dress standing on the half-platform, her hair tied high, and her face covered by a light veil. Even though he couldn't see his face clearly, his smart and vivid eyes seemed to be able to speak, and he was already thrillingly beautiful.

The delicate figure of the weak willow Fufeng looms under the light veil, with the taste of wanting but not being able to. This silent temptation. Confusion is often fatal......

There were bursts of admiration in the crowd, and Qing Li could hear the clear word Qingxi in the mixed voices, thinking about it, this should be the top brand!

It's a beautiful woman......

Qingxi smiled sweetly at everyone and bowed slightly, "Welcome to Huamanlou!" "The crisp and pleasant sound is beautiful.

The crowd applauded, and there was a lot of noise, and finally it gradually subsided at her signal.

"Today is the day when the tide is blooming, and only those who answer the correct questions are eligible to bid, so you must answer the questions carefully!" She blinked mischievously, looking forward to the beauty of the light, like a forest elf.

When the words fell, I saw her raise her hands. Soon, a child or a beautiful maid handed over a blank paper in each compartment, and even the private room where Qing Li was located was also sent into one.

Ziya took it and handed it to Qing Li, there was no half trace of pen and ink on the soft and smooth paper like mutton fat, she held this white rice paper, and her heart was faintly uneasy.

And this uneasiness, after Qingxi asked that question, reached the extreme.

"My question is, what should be the basis for governing the country?" (To be continued......)

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