Friends and neighbors, sons. At this quadrennial Oiran Tournament, we are welcome to meet again here.

A beautiful woman, walking slowly forward with that graceful step, cheers everywhere came one after another, this woman looked like a beauty billet when she was young, and she really deserved the title of half-old. "Cheng Sisi, Cheng Sisi" the people outside cheered.

At this time, Rong Shan was sitting indignantly on the boat and drinking wine one by one, and Liu Cong had already left, as for why he didn't chase it back, Ye Qian's reason for Li Yingying was that it was not us who was at fault, Liu Cong himself spoke ugly, and he just went to the house to apologize to him tomorrow when his anger was gone, and it was important to see the selection of the Oiran.

"Today, let's see that the Oiran is really an Oiran, this strength really refreshes us, according to the rules, the last Oiran will also become one of the main judges of this session, Mr. Yan, what do you want to say to the twelve people who participated in the election?"

"There's nothing to say, just give a word: 'Master, what is the word for less money?' The path must be sold to the gentleman. Mr. Yan walked to the side.

"I thought that these Qinlou Chu Pavilion places were just empty with a skin bag and tricks that would coax people, but I didn't expect them to be all ideals in the world." After Ye Qian's words were finished, Rong Shan was curious: "What is the ideal in the world." Ye Qian replied: "In the world, everyone feels that things are beautiful and yearning. Li Yingying nodded: "I understand why I want to be a good man, such extravagant, no, beautiful and delicate things, everyone loves them." ”

"In this era of war, it is really a miracle that this Pingyang City can do this, without being implicated in the war, peaceful and rich." Rong Shan, who had eaten a few cups, had already reached a slightly drunken state, and his speech was bolder. "Yes, in this era, there are wars everywhere, or the Han people are slaughtered, but there are a lot of Han people here." Ye Qian continued.

"Although the city lord is not a good father, a good husband, or even a good person, but he has really kept the peace of Pingyang City for more than ten years, he may~" Speaking of this, Li Yingying's heart hurt, which is why she is reluctant to start directly and put down her father's move to delay again and again. "At the end of the day, it's just that I don't love and I don't realize that I want to love." Ye Qian said slowly, Li Yingying, who was already sad, seemed to suddenly understand something, her pupils slowly widened, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Yes, I don't love it, when did my father love their mother and daughter, he didn't love it from the beginning, his head sank, a slender, soft and smooth and tender hand touched Li Yingying's head, and Rong Shan wiped away Li Yingying's tears: "You don't have nothing, you still have me, you must have suffered a lot of grievances when I saw you for the first time, you don't have to be overly strong." In fact, Rong Shan didn't know whether this sentence was for Li Yingying or himself, he may have seen his own appearance from Li Yingying.

Ye Qian saw that the emotions were not quite right: "Come and drink, get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows." Just the three of them drank, at this time the first show of the people was over, but it was just a piece of piano, and there was nothing I wanted to listen to after listening to Liu Cong's piano before, when I thought of Liu Cong, Liu Cong was also born with a good skin, and talent, whether I could also be an Oiran, I was happy after thinking about it.

Yulan soup is fragrant, and the clothes are beautiful;

Linglian curled up and stayed, rotten and unclear;

The palace of longevity will be shining, and the sun and the moon will shine together;

The dragon drove the emperor's clothes, chatting about the Zhou Zhang;

The spirit emperor has descended, and he is far away in the clouds;

There is more than enough to see Jizhou, and the four seas are poor;

Sifu Jun is too restful, and he is extremely worried;

The second song is sung by Yun Zhongjun in the Nine Songs, different from the voice of the Oiran, there are some cold ones, if the voice of the Oiran is purification, then this voice is like a river.

"Another person who takes a decent path, Nian Nujiao has always liked this, a man who takes a decent path and has a slender figure and is clean, I'm afraid he has a great chance of becoming an Oiran." Li Yingying commented that Rong Shan does not think so, the last Oiran has done its best, and it makes little sense to choose another one, "Oiran is to make people remember more, he is under the glory of Mr. Yan, and there is no need to launch one." Ye Qian's words hit the nail on the head.

The second one came up as fluttering as the previous ones, a big red robe, strong and radical music as soon as it entered, different from the previous few people, Hua Dan's voice babbled, and the whole scene became different in an instant, this appearance, this look, it was a little charming, "If all the people sitting below are women, then they are really going to be fascinated." Ye Qian's words reminded Rong Shan that this was not Yin Fengji's, and looking at Li Yingying confirmed this idea.

This is okay, eloped with the city lord's favorite concubine, and sang on the stage generously, and threw a wink to this side after the play.

Please enjoy the sword dance in the next program, a man on the stage landed from above, his clothes were slightly open, but there was a looming sense of charm, the slender arm was soft to carry the sword, I felt that the sword was extremely light, holding a wine jug in one hand, the music started to dance, the sword was fast and with a lazy posture to play a sense of strength, and instantly Rong Shan's hand came, staggering to stand up, walking in front of the piano.

As his rhythm played, sometimes fast and rapid, sometimes slow like a thin stream, sometimes high-pitched and sometimes cold, the sound of the piano and the sword dance seemed to be fighting for a while, and then seemed to linger, like a pair of lovers, and for a time everyone was immersed in this time, and the man jumped up from the boat, and walked towards the boat like a drunken man walking on the water like a flat land.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns." As he spoke, he danced, as if some kind of magic penetrated into people's ears. As soon as the words fell, people came in, grabbed Rong Shan, rushed out, and jumped up, "Five-flowered horses, daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you." After drinking the wine in the pot, he sprayed it downward, and spilled the wine in his hand casually, and the wine pot was thrown away at will.

The place where it fell was the Oiran flower boat, and suddenly the man whispered in Rong Shan's ear: "What to do, I don't have the strength." With that, he fell straight down.

I'm afraid that the people on the flower boat even have the idea of eating it raw, this person is not Liu Cong, but Liu Cong came this time for a purpose. Mr. Yan looked at Liu Cong and said, "Don't look any further, everyone has returned to the boat, don't you dismantle my flower boat, I'm on this boat for the last time, it's very baby." ”

"What do I need to know? You don't have to pay the bills, what happened to Yin Fengji back then. Liu Cong asked. Oh? I thought you had something, it turned out that you were asking about Yin Fengji, not many people know about it, after all, except for me and that person, the people in the know are all dead, oh no, and your mother, Mrs. Zhang. Mr. Yan said slowly, "Shut up" Liu Cong's drinking order, but Mr. Yan was not surprised at all, after all, what he cared about most was his mother, and he didn't let others say no.

"The man you want to know has found it, and he is in this place today." Mr. Yan didn't procrastinate, Liu Cong looked at Mr. Yan and asked Mr. Yan to continue. "I don't know what's in it for me."

"Whatever you want, just say it, I'll give it to you." As soon as Liu Cong's words were released, it was obvious that Mr. Yan was very happy. "I want this piece of land." Liu Cong looked at the location on the map, the official fortress, the necessary place for fighting, Liu Cong was silent for a moment, this request is a little excessive. Mr. Yan looked at Liu Cong, knowing that Liu Cong would not agree easily, so he got up and knelt on one knee, "The minister greets His Royal Highness King Xuan." ”

Liu Cong looked at the banquet and was silent for a while: "Okay." After speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave, and when he just went out, he turned back again; "What's that man's name?"

Mr. Yan glanced at it and smiled: "Ran Min"