The battle for the Oiran began.

On Changhong Lake in late autumn, the white clouds float, the autumn leaves are scattered, the painting boat is beautiful, and the thousands of boats pass by, accompanied by the shadows of each other.

These are just the beginnings.

The real Oiran is held in the first card room of each green building.

There are also a lot of dignitaries and nobles who spend a lot of money.

They boarded the boat and commented on the nine boats that were slowly sailing into the middle of the lake.

This is the battle of the Oiran every five years, and it is also a grand event in the royal capital Tianque City.

In addition to Xue Qianrou, An Xiaomeng, Nian Hong, and some other top brands of Qinglou have appeared.

Xiao Ying was crowded in the crowd, carrying a platinum sword box and being squeezed around...

She loves to join in the fun.

But no matter how much she liked to join in the fun, she wouldn't take that hateful apprentice with her.

The image of Xia Ji stepping on her back came to mind, and she couldn't help but rub her small waist, thinking about it, it was still a little sour.

The Son of Heaven also left the palace, accompanied by a kind of secret guard, on one of the painting boats, and in this painting boat there was Concubine Ning, who was lifting the gold-embroidered curtain, looking left and right.

Ji Sheng smiled: "Is Concubine Ai looking for Xia Ji again?"

"Yes, Xiao Ji is always not reassuring, but he will definitely come, right?"

Concubine Ning responded casually.

Others may not know much, but she clearly knows that among the nine paintings, the three most brilliant pearls are the objects that Xiao Ji frequents.

She couldn't help but give birth to a kind of in-laws looking at the concubine.

After all, the person who has been with Xiao Ji for the rest of his life... It won't be her.

Such a feast, Xia Ji did not come.

He doesn't like to be lively.

Just wait until the dust settles in the distance.

He had only finished the last pot of wine.

Throw it away at random and sit quietly on the empty street in a daze.

In the distance, a eunuch ran close with his sleeves waved and shouted: "General Xia, the emperor and Niangniang are looking for you, why are you here alone?"

This is the chief eunuch beside the emperor, Gonggong Feng, and a person with a mastery of the "Sunflower Treasure Book".

Xia Ji looked at Father-in-law Feng's stiff face, got up and said, "It's troublesome for Father-in-law to come looking for me, but..."

Father-in-law Feng smiled and pulled Xia Ji's sleeve: "Don't just do it, let's go with the Sprinkle family." ”

Bite!

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Xia Ji was stunned.

Did you get closer, you were touched... Is it easier to obtain?

"Father-in-law Feng, you're here... It's just that Xia Ji has just drunk wine, and now he is stumbling and doesn't want to go anywhere. ”

The chief eunuch persuaded again and again, but Xia Ji just refused to go.

He had no choice but to give up and returned the way he came.

...

The Oiran controversy was full of drama.

Nian Hongxiang played a song comparable to fairy music, humming "As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world", and then won the championship in one fell swoop.

She felt hurt in her heart, and she could show this sadness.

This means that it has entered her heart again, and with her magic sound method, if she can't win the championship, then there is a problem.

But before it was announced, she had already abstained, and then left Changhong Lake directly on the painting boat.

She stood at the bow of the boat and left very suddenly.

The old bustard of the Flying Flower Palace was simply stupid, but she knew that there were many dignitaries and nobles at the scene, and she did not dare to be presumptuous.

Just secretly squeezed through the crowd, and then chased after it.

When the Oiran leaves, it is up to the rest of the people to choose.

In the end, the final fell between An Xiaomeng and Xue Qianrou.

An Xiaomeng was defeated.

She didn't feel sad, she said "Congratulations to Sister Qianrou", and then leaned over to the shore with the boat.

The selection of the Oiran is only the first step in this event.

In the crowd, the noisy and lively feast has just begun.

...

The old bustard of the Flying Flower Palace chased after Nian Hong, and she was almost angry.

Obviously, the Oiran is already her own family, but in the blink of an eye, she was given away by the red makeup.

What did she think?

This is a great honor!

What is she being stimulated and what nerves is she experiencing?

What are so many days of hard training for?

The old bustard is no longer young, if she is young, she will go on her own...

When passing through the bluestone street, she saw a familiar figure, so she hurriedly shouted: "Young Master Xia, General Xia, General!"

The boy was getting drunk and opened his eyes when he heard a voice.

"What?"

"She didn't know what kind of magic barrier she had entered in the red makeup, she was fine before, but she suddenly ran away after getting the Oiran, and she just went out of the city. ”

"You want me to go with you?"

"General..."

"Go on your own. ”

"Doesn't the general care about red makeup?"

Xia Ji had already snorted again.

The old bustard glared at him hatefully.

It's really a non-toxic husband, and he used to look at the red makeup eyebrows, but at this time, he looked like he ignored it, and the man really didn't have a good thing!

She no longer cared about Xia Ji, and hurriedly took a few guards and chased in the direction of the city gate.

Xia Ji opened his eyes, walked back to the Feihua Palace, came to the boudoir with red makeup, took off a guqin behind the curtain, and then climbed the glazed brick roof, in the autumn wind, spread the guqin on his lap, looked into the distance, and moved his fingers, the sound of the piano did not become a tune, but he first had a little love.

Like an introduction, the beautiful sound of the piano popped out of the boy's hand.

He lowered his head to play the strings, his posture was casual, and his expression was free.

The National Hand Saint Master is nothing more than that.

His skill with musical instruments is also extraordinary.

This is a song to Alice.

It was obviously a piano piece, but it was played by Xia Ji on the guqin, and there was a deep feeling between the tunes.

A few rounds, but it reached the climax, which was a blessing, a joy, and a joy.

It seems to be a reincarnation in the world, always between sadness and happiness.

Nian Hong's makeup, which had not yet left the city, suddenly stopped, and she heard the sound of the piano, and the wind sent this mournful and unique tune.

She couldn't help but turn her head sideways and glanced in the direction of the Flying Flower Palace.

That's where she's lived for almost a decade.

There, who's playing the strings?

Who else?

Nian Hongxiang couldn't help but smile.

At this time, the song once again entered the climax of joy, joy.

She couldn't help but feel a little better.

"Xia Ji, the next time we see you, I wonder if you will be shocked? Wuye is dead, I don't blame you, but I want to help him fulfill Wuye's wish... I'm going to overturn it this week. ”

At this time, the old bustard had already caught up, she was panting, pointed to the charming girl, and then skimmed the nursing homes on both sides, "Catch... Catch her back. ”

Two strong guards ran up.

But before they could touch the corner of the girl's clothes, she had already floated away like a red glow.

The old bustard tilted his head in shock.

The head of the Flying Flower Palace, with long sleeves fluttering, like two fiery red wings, she flew up to the city, and even flew directly through the city gate, sweeping away like the wind in the distance, and a few ups and downs have disappeared without a trace.

The old bustard collapsed to the ground in fright, and sighed: "Mom, it's really deep!"