Cheng Qingluan woke up again, dizzy in her head, noisy noises kept coming from her ears, and the chaotic atmosphere of joy stimulated her to open her eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Her vision was just covered by a bright red cloth, and the light from the outside could see that the red cloth was embroidered with a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water. She tried to struggle a little, and found that she was tied to a chair, her hands twisted and tied to the back of the chair, her feet bound together with twine, and a silk handkerchief with strong incense tightly gagged her mouth.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "kicking" footsteps beside him, and I heard someone laugh and say: "Ladies and gentlemen, don't be impatient, don't be impatient." This time, we are the new girl from Fuxianglou, don't scare people with you old men. The soft and soft voice also carries the unique mature charm of the Qinglou woman.

When the owner of the voice passed by her, the evil wind of the incense brought up by the skirt raised half a turban, and Cheng Qingluan saw a bewitching figure walking in front of her.

Then a rough voice coaxed: "Hey, Mei Niang, why is your new girl still wearing a headscarf, why don't you quickly open it for us to see?" ”

As soon as the words fell, there was another commotion.

"Hey, my uncle, don't be so anxious. This new girl is not the same as those vulgar fans in the past, let's not follow the old rules. Mei Niangjiao smiled and said: "Let's play some new tricks this time, do you think it's okay?" ”

"Good! Good! Good! If you want to play something, come quickly, don't delay Young Master Ben and kiss Fang Ze. A young man said eagerly and loudly, but although his voice was loud, he lacked energy, and it was obvious that he was a person who had been wandering around the fence for many years.

Cheng Qingluan's face turned a little pale, biting his lower lip tightly, and a wave of humiliation and grief surged in his heart.

Shadow Floating Incense, Floating Fragrance Building, it is clearly a green building that is doing money and meat trading!

I don't know how long she has maintained this appearance, Cheng Qingluan only felt that her whole body was sore, and she barely moved her fingers, and at the same time that her fingertips just touched the knot, Mei Niang's voice sounded again: "Uncles, in fact, it is not very difficult to get a glimpse of a beautiful face, as long as anyone can afford the price, they can lift this headscarf with their own hands......"

Before Mei Niang finished speaking, there was a "bang", and it seemed that someone pretended to open the paper fan elegantly, and the rugged male voice took the lead in shouting: "I will give fifty taels of silver." ”

In fact, compared with the usual Oiran appearance, the price of fifty taels of silver is not high, and it can even be said to be a bit low.

Mei Niang snorted softly and did not speak.

"Master Cai, can you also get this price? Only fifty taels want to see the face of a beauty? The eager young man just now sneered disdainfully, and quoted, "I'll pay eighty taels." ”

"I thought the price was high, but it was only eighty taels, and Young Master Ben paid one hundred taels." Just listening to the voice, I feel that he is a young man who is weaker than a woman.

Listening to the quotations from outside, Cheng Qingluan raised his head sideways and looked in the direction of Mei Niang through his turban. A strange feeling welled up in her heart, and the Mei Niang seemed to be a little disdainful of this bidding, even careless.

"Lord Qian Shaobao, you ...... Don't be too complacent, I'll give you one hundred and twenty taels. The young man was unwilling to be despised, and added another twenty taels, but his voice was a little trilling, and he should be distressed that the price was getting higher and higher.

The lord of Qian Shaobao did not hesitate at all, and as soon as the young man's voice fell, he shouted again: "I will give one hundred and fifty taels." He paused and added two words, "Gold." ”

Everyone gasped, and their eyes turned to the Lord of Qian Shaobao, but they were all silent. One hundred and fifty taels of gold, such a price is ten times higher than the previous one, and this is just a turban, so everyone has no intention of continuing to fight.

When Fuxianglou quieted down, Mei Niang smiled and said, "Is there anyone who offers a price higher than one hundred and fifty taels?" ”

"Mei Niang, you are content, this one hundred and fifty taels of gold is just a headscarf, and it is not a Spring Festival together, so don't sell anything else." Some people were already impatiently shouting, and many people in the crowd began to be agitated by others.

"That's it! Come on! Since no one is taller than one hundred and fifty taels, then we will ask the lord of Qian Shaobao to come up, taste the taste of being a bridegroom's official, and lift the turban of this beauty. Mei Niang smirked and made a round.

Through the turban, Cheng Qingluan heard a sound of flirtatious footsteps slowly approaching him, and suddenly panicked, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably. Suddenly, the light in front of her eyes brightened, and her head was light, and the bright red turban was lifted from the end, and fell to the side like a dead leaf.

The voice of Lord Qian Shaobao sounded in his ears: "Beautiful ...... It's beautiful. ”

Cheng Qingluan raised his head in shock, just as he met the reckless gaze of Lord Qian Shaobao, and hurriedly looked away. But the lord of Qian Shaobao didn't mean to let her go, he kept circling her, and finally stopped in front of her, lifted her cold chin lightly with two fingers, and sighed.

Cheng Qingluan was forced to look at him, her heart was both frightened and sad, only to feel that the hot blood kept rushing to her brain, and some blurry pictures suddenly became clear, as if something was impacting her nerves.

Seeing this, Mei Niang's eyes flashed with an imperceptible light.

Seeing that the woman in front of her is still elegant and cold like a snow lotus blooming on the plateau, even in the Qinglou, although her face is slightly sickly, it is still difficult to hide her peerless demeanor. Everyone was suddenly impatient, and before Mei Niang could speak, they jumped up and shouted like monkeys, and almost fought.

Near the water, how could the lord of Qian Shaobao let go of such a stunning look, staring at the quiet and calm woman in front of him, and took the lead in quoting a high price of one thousand taels of gold.

In the past, the highest price of the Oiran was only 500 taels of gold, but this time it was a high price of 1,000 taels of gold at the beginning, and everyone was surprised. After the surprise, everyone was distressed for a while, and the taboo of increasing the price was to increase it little by little, so that everyone would not feel distressed, so the owner of Qian Shaobao raised the price to a frightening height at the beginning, and bluffed most of the competitors first.

Everyone knew this truth, but it was difficult to offer a higher price than this, and the Fuxiang Building suddenly became cold again.

Mei Niang Shi Ran stood on the stage, touched the dankou on her nails, and said with a smile: "Don't be anxious, Lord Qian Shaobao said that this time he didn't come according to the old rules, of course it wasn't a simple one with the highest price." As he spoke, he gave a look and asked the nursing home to ask the master of Qian Shaobao to step down first.

"What do you want to do with Mei Niang, say it quickly!" The impatient roar of the crowd who were hung up and longed to turn into wolves. What's wrong with this Mei Niang today, she always talks only half of her words, which makes people's hearts itch uncomfortably.

Mei Niang made a reassuring gesture, and the carved hall was suddenly so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground, after all, everyone wanted to snatch Cheng Qingluan as soon as possible and then ravage, so they turned their ears sideways and listened to Mei Niang's words.

In the past, the rules of Fuxiang Building were no different from other green buildings in Xirong, nothing more than debut, bidding, the highest price was won, and the process was simple and rude. This time, however, it was different.

Cheng Qingluan is not wearing the original palace costume at the moment, but a cumbersome wide-sleeved satin dress, mainly rouge, with a light pink gauze coat on the outside, and layers of inner lining, covering a flawless skin like clotted white jade, sitting quietly on the chair, like a blooming peony flower, delicate and dazzling.

Don't underestimate this seemingly light costume, in fact, there are as many as eight layers inside, each layer is composed of lightly dyed tulle, although each piece is taken out separately to see the texture is clear, but through the overlap of different layers of pink, it can also form a dense and opaque barrier.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in fact, I don't know how many light veils this girl is wearing, but ......" Mei Niang's silky eyes were thrown, and she continued with a smile: "However, everyone only needs to quote in a stick of incense, and the one with the highest price can peel off a piece of clothing from that girl." And so on, whoever can remove the last barrier of that girl will belong to that person. ”

Everyone didn't expect that this Mei Niang was also a wonderful person, and she came up with this method that was more ruthless than simple bidding.

Who wouldn't deflorate? But I didn't expect that what was more interesting than picking the whole flower was to remove the petals one by one.

As soon as the words fell, the entire Fuxiang Building immediately boiled, and the crazy screams of everyone almost woke up the entire capital.

Cheng Qingluan remained calm at first, but at this moment, when she heard everyone because of Mei Niang's words, even the roof was shaken off with a layer of dust, and suddenly a gaze full of bloodthirsty murderous intent shot towards Mei Niang unabashedly.

Mei Niang was startled and took a step back, but quickly realized her gaffe, glared back at her defiantly, and then resumed her smile to greet the others.

At this time, the huge commotion caused by the Fuxianglou has attracted the attention of many people, more and more people go inside, in order to take care of some high-ranking and powerful people, the boxes on the second and third floors are all cleared out, it can be said that those who are present today, except for some officials who can go to the mountain with the emperor to worship the sky, the rest of the high-ranking officials in the capital are almost all present, and some even show up at the Qianqiu banquet.

But one is that those who stay in Beijing are all of lower grades, even if they attend the Qianqiu Banquet, they are still sitting in the back position, so although Concubine Ning is amazing at the banquet, she can't recognize her appearance. Besides, at the palace banquet, staring at the emperor's favorite concubines, do they want their own lives?

Second, Concubine Ning's status is noble, how can she be compared with the courtesans of Qinglou, even if she recognizes that the woman on the stage is eight or nine points similar to Concubine Ning, she will only suspect that people are similar, and she will definitely not think about Concubine Ning.

As a result, a farce of the dignified Xirong Imperial Concubine selling herself to the Qinglou was staged in the Fuxiang Building.

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Inside the Royal Palace.

"Niangniang, according to your orders, Concubine Ning has been sent to Fuxiang Building, and Mei Niang has also been prepared. It's just that the emperor ...... "a middle-aged woman dressed in a purple palace maid's costume took some sandalwood, put it in the gilt incense burner of Guanyin sitting lotus, and slowly lit it."

"Let him go......" The woman called "Niangniang" folded her hands and knelt on the futon, a pair of shrewd phoenix eyes shimmered, her eyes crossed the tall and benevolent Guanyin statue in front of her, and looked into the distance, her face was calm, and she was in a position of power and inevitable.

"Yes, slave maid understands." The palace maid covered the incense burner, retreated back with half-lowered eyes, and stood respectfully without speaking.

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The incense prepared by Mei Niang is not long, about one-third of what is usually seen, and it only takes half an hour from the beginning to the time it burns out. For the sake of a beautiful woman, everyone is also desperate, all of them are red-faced and sweating.

After the first round of snatching, the price has gone to five hundred taels of gold, which is equivalent to the selling price of an ordinary Oiran, and this is just a small piece of clothing.

The lord of Qian Shaobao boldly threw the silver ticket to Mei Niang, stomped on Cheng Qingluan step by step, and inadvertently met the other party's ice-like eyes, and his steps couldn't help but pause, and then raised a playful smile, touched his smooth chin and slowly walked to her to freeze.

At this moment, she was not afraid, but subconsciously suppressed this emotion. But looking at a pair of hands stretched out to her shirt, and a pair of eyes staring at her from the audience, no matter how indifferent Cheng Qingluan is, he can't withstand such humiliation.

The end of Qian Shaobao's eyes swept the desperate look on her face inadvertently, only to feel that Mei Niang's method was interesting, and Qingluan was not allowed to think about it anymore, Qian Shaobao Lord pulled the thin placket to both sides, and with a "swish", the pink tulle was easily torn into pieces by him and fell down.