Everyone followed the guide out of the back door of the Drunken Immortal Tower. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A bright moon is in the sky, and a little bit of clear light is sprinkled on the river, and the entire Qingshui River surface is sparkling. There is a huge flower boat moored at the water's edge, about more than ten zhang, with a two-storey attic built on it, and a large red lantern hanging around it, with a light curtain and bright lights.

Liang Lan followed and boarded the boat, and found that there were five tables on it, and everyone took their seats in the order of prompts.

In front of the table was a platform on which five or six girls who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old were singing and dancing.

In terms of appearance, compared to the girl who was in the drunken fairy building just now, he rose a step up.

"Anchor~"

Someone shouted, and a "bang" sound was heard, and the flower boat began to slowly break through the water.

Gao Dengyun's friends sat there, talking loudly. Liang Lan occasionally listened to two sentences, and saw that although their tone was impassioned, their discussions were all superficial. But it's all hearsay, and they don't have their own opinions at all. But he is like a master who directs the country.

Liang Lan didn't like this kind of chatter without any dry goods, so she shook her head and stopped talking.

"Banquet~"

Someone shouted loudly, and a girl in a sparsely dressed girl, showing most of her breasts and buttocks, walked in with all kinds of dishes. The scholars sat upright, but their eyes were not honestly looking at the girls who served the dishes, and they wished that their eyes would turn into raging flames and burn all the cloth on the girls' bodies.

"Don't look at it, these girls are just appetizers, and the delicious ones are still to come."

Gao Dengyun smiled and raised his glass: "Come, let me introduce to you, this is my ghost talent who has just become strong, Liang Shanbo." ”

"Ghosts?"

Hearing the nickname that Gao Dengyun temporarily chosen, Liang Lan couldn't help but sigh, and when he saw everyone raising their wine glasses, he also drank a glass and said, "Uncle Shan has met you, fortunately." ”

"Look up for a long time, look up for a long time."

"I've seen Uncle Shan."

……

Everyone raised their glasses and talked about the scene.

Gao Dengyun's group of friends also know more about Qingshui's readers, and they have never heard the name Liang Lan before, so they are a little contemptuous in their hearts.

Gao Dengyun's talent is known, and those who have good deeds evaluate Qingshui's top ten talents, and the fifth place is Gao Dengyun. And this Liang Lan Liang Gongzi didn't even touch the side of the candidate.

After Gao Dengyun introduced Liang Lan, he pointed to one of the scholars with a slightly yellowish face and said, "This is Xu Chao, Xu Yueqian, from Qingshui Academy." ”

Qingshui School ranks among the top three in QS County, although it is not as good as Qingyun School, but it also has a deep heritage. This Xu Chao is also a little famous among them.

Everyone raised their glasses again, much more enthusiastic than just now, obviously heard Xu Chao's name, and had a heart for friendship with him.

Xu Chao drank wine, but his face was cold, although he studied in Qingshui Academy, his family lived near Xiliang Garden in the county. I have long heard that Liang Lan is not only not talented, but also famously dull and stupid. At tonight's night banquet, Gao Dengyun first introduced Liang Lan and then Xu Chao, and the tone of the introduction was obviously not as important as Liang Lanlai's, which made him angry.

Could it be that in Gao Dengyun's heart, I am not as good as this Liang Lan?

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Xu Chao couldn't hold back any longer, picked up the wine glass, got up and walked to Liang Lan.

"Under Xu Chao, the word is more than before. I have heard the name of Uncle Shan for a long time, and I am fortunate today, I want to ask Brother Liang to write a poem for tonight, how about it? ”

His tone was inquiring, but he drained the glass of wine in his hand, which was clearly coercion.

If you are an ordinary reader, you will definitely be so provoked by others, you must not be able to respond. This is exactly Xu Chao's purpose, he doesn't believe that Liang Lan can improvise any good poems at all.

Everyone else had the same idea, and the whole table looked at it in unison.

Liang Lan didn't care about it, took a fat chicken leg with chopsticks, took a big bite of it, and said vaguely: "It turned out to be Brother Yueqian, who has been looking up for a long time, and I drank too much wine today, I'm afraid I won't be able to make poetry." ”

"You...... Brother Shan is really not an ordinary person. ”

Xu Chao couldn't have imagined that this Liang Lan was so thick-skinned, and the talent that scholars valued most was so despised by him. He immediately brushed his sleeves and returned to his seat.

This Liang Lan is so cowardly that he doesn't even dare to compose poetry, he must have no real talent at all.

Everyone also thought in their hearts, looking at Liang Lan's eyes with some disdain.

Liang Lan didn't care about their reactions, and the atmosphere on the field was a little awkward.

At this moment, I suddenly saw a bright light on the attic on the second floor, and a large number of flower petals fluttered on the ground in the light. A few beautiful figures floated lightly onto the stage with the help of ropes, and their faces were more beautiful than those women just now.

The people who eat, without exception, all looked up at everyone on the stage.

Liang Lan's eyes were also attracted, is this the Oiran tonight, it is really beautiful, but I don't know which one is the thirteenth spring niang.

was staring at it and heard someone next to him shouting: "Thirteen Niang is here~"

"Brush"

A long rope hung down on the second floor, and a long shadow robe fluttered down the rope, and she was in mid-air, her body and rope danced together, looking like a fairy under the moon who had just descended from the Guanghan Palace.

Even a well-informed person like Liang Lan feels that there is a kind of magic hidden in her dancing posture, which makes people can't help it.

He hurriedly took a deep breath, the true qi in his body was circulating, and he suddenly felt that his consciousness was clear, and when he looked at the thirteen niangs again, he didn't feel that Youcai was so charming.

This woman is a little weird!

Liang Lan looked ahead, and the eyes of the thirteen mothers who were meeting the spring also looked over.

It seems that Thirteen Niang is not very old, and her beautiful face is full of breathtaking beauty. But somehow, Liang Lan always felt that this girl was a little familiar, which reminded him of Dong Chunniang he had seen in the Dong Mansion some time ago. However, although Dong Chunniang is beautiful, she is far less charming than today's Thirteen Niang.

On the stage, the thirteen mothers, who danced gracefully and gracefully, were also shocked in their eyebrows.

It's him?

How did he end up here?

She thought to herself, and a faint black mist appeared on her face, which made her look even more charming.

Liang Lan, sure enough, you are also this kind of person who is addicted to sensuality, and I will make you pay the price today.

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I don't know how long it took, Gao Dengyun woke up from this dance, his mind was a little dazed, as if he had just drunk a large jar of wine.

It's the second time I've seen Thirteen Niang's dancing, and I'm still shocked. Such fairy characters, not to mention sharing the same bed and pillow, upside down, even sitting together drinking and chatting are also rare beautiful things in the world.

Thirteen Niang once said that only by making articles and poems that satisfy her will she be eligible to enter her account.

I thought hard for a long time, and finally made a more satisfactory poem, hoping to succeed!

Gao Dengyun clenched the fan, and his palms were dripping with sweat

……

"Thirteen Niang, I heard that whose article and poetry satisfy you, you can sleep with whom, I have a good poem here."

At the table in front of them, a fat man shouted loudly, and his vulgar words caused laughter.

The fat man's face was slightly red, and he hurriedly recited the poem aloud: "Hibiscus is like a willow like an eyebrow, how can you not cry about this." If...... If so......"

The fat man scratched his head, but he couldn't remember the last two sentences, it turned out that this poem was not made by him at all, but he asked a person for a lot of money.

Seeing that the fat man was stumbling even reciting poems, he laughed again.

The fat man's face turned red, and he stopped talking, and sat back in his place.

"This son, the poems are good, next time you have to read them more smoothly." A middle-aged woman with came to the stage and said with a smile: "But is there any other talent who is willing to give poetry?" ”

When everyone heard this, they all looked at me, and I looked at you, looking like they wanted to step forward but lacked information.

Gao Dengyun pinched the fan, took a deep breath, and was about to read out the poem he had conceived for a long time.