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The four leaders of the Qingzhou Fengyue Realm, that is, the top brands of the four buildings in Qingzhou, their performance as the finale tonight, is now finally starting to appear on stage.

By the window of the flower hall of the Gao family's painting boat, Zhong Hao, who was drinking wine and watching the beautiful woman perform, couldn't help but be shocked.

The first to appear was Lu Qiyun's girl from Yixiang Building.

Lu Qiyun held a five-string pipa and took the stage, followed by several beautiful women who danced with her.

Lu Qiyun wore a smoky blue skirt and dragged the ground, and the cuffs were mixed with patterns. It's just that the skirt is embroidered with a butterfly, covered with a water-green thin smoke gauze, and the thin silk thread is embroidered with slow cherry blossoms lush and blooming, elegant but charming. Slightly apply powder, eyes horizontal autumn water. A peach blossom between the eyebrows, beautiful eyes squinted slightly, eyes flowing, looking at everyone, like a pool of spring water. Zhong Hao looked at her beautiful eyes and couldn't help but tremble, with a seductive charm and extremely charming.

The sound of the pipa is raised, and the mouth of the tan is lightly opened.

Lu Qiyun's gentle and crisp voice sounded, and a group of accompanying dancers also danced like butterflies wearing flowers, and sang tactfully with the song "The Book of Poetry: Pu Jia":

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side.

If you follow it, the road is long and obstructive. Swim from it, like in the middle of the water.

The leaves are desolate, and the white dew is not dawning. The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae.

Obey it, and the road is obstructed. Swim from it, just like in the water.

The leaves are picked, and the white dew is not over. The so-called Yi people are in the water.

Obey it, and the road is blocked and right. Swim from it, like being in the water. ”

A song and a song, a hundred turns and a thousand times, everyone is drunk. Zhong Hao was also deeply moved by this clear and tactful singing, and the popular songs of later generations 'Wolves fall in love with sheep, love crazy' and the like, consciously were classified as garbage by Zhong Hao. is also a love song, what kind of realm is this, what kind of realm is the wolf loves sheep.

When this song floated into a big white, Zhong Hao picked up the wine glass and wanted to drink with the Gaodeli brothers, and couldn't help but look at the two, only to find that these two people were in the magic disease, and the harazi had flowed to the placket, as if he didn't know. Zhong Hao couldn't help but secretly slander: These two useless things, your daughter-in-law is still in the room.

Zhong Hao took his own wine glass and drank it.

After a song, applause, cheers, and screams all around, the atmosphere of tonight has really reached a climax. The performances of the four leaders are indeed not comparable to those red girls in front. The literati don't care about the elegance of the culture, and desperately cheer for their favorite famous prostitutes, tonight is destined to be a carnival night!

The dignitaries and local gentry on the Liuchuan Lianfang were not as fanatical as those young scholars, literati, and ordinary people in the market, but Lu Qiyun's song also moved them, and they were also talking about it. The people who can go to Lianfang are all famous or powerful people in Qingzhou, and their opinions are very important to the guidance of public opinion.

More than a dozen people sitting in front of the chairman will act as judges for tonight's Oiran Contest, and they are representatives of the officials and celebrities in Qingzhou City, and their opinions will naturally be crucial to the selection of the Oiran.

"The voice is crisp, the face is good, the posture is charming, and the end is a stunner. Such a charming doll sings such elegant poems, which is really unique. If the old man is twenty years younger, he must take her into the room, and he will give him a witty remark, add fragrance to his red sleeves, and sizzle...... Or the wind on the couch, wonderful! "Professor Zhu Wenli Zhu, who was known as educating countless children in Qingzhou just now, seemed to be an old ghost, causing everyone to laugh loudly.

Originally, everyone who couldn't let go because of high-ranking officials like Fu Bi and old men like Zhu Wenli sitting in the chairman, also became completely active.

In fact, in the prosperous Song Dynasty, the good stories of a pear flower pressing a begonia abound. If Zhu Wenli can bring a delicate baby like Qiyun into the room, it will be a good story, and everyone will only envy his ability to be fluent, and will not be ridiculed for eating tender grass.

The people in Lianfang have the right to speak, so can the Oiran only be determined by their intentions? Of course not, the literati and wealthy businessmen and gentry in Qingzhou will also have their ways to express their intentions.

Most of them hold "votes", that is, silk flowers that are jointly sold by the four buildings. The purchase of silk flowers is limited, and each person can only buy one, and there is no doubt that the organizers still want to ensure fairness. Because if the purchase restriction on silk flowers is relaxed, it will undoubtedly lead to ticket swiping.

The financial resources of the literati are incomparable with those of the wealthy gentry and merchants, and if there is no restriction on purchases, the financial resources of the wealthy gentry and wealthy businessmen can support them to buy enough silk flowers to vote for the girls they like, which is of course not allowed by the literati. They also hope that their intentions can be expressed, and they hope to be able to elect the long-as-awaited Oiran tonight, so they are supporters of the silk flower purchase limit.

Zhong Hao and Gao Deli brothers also have a silk flower in their hands, and this silk flower was naturally bought by Gao Deli.

Zhong Hao smiled at the corner of his mouth, playing with the silk flower in his hand, and couldn't help thinking: This is a live draft of the later generations, but it is much higher than the level of the draft of the later generations.

When the performance of the four major heads of the line is over, the literati, wealthy businessmen and gentry will throw the silk flowers in their hands into the flower basket marked with the names of the four major leaders, and the silk flowers are undoubtedly guided by the public opinion, although the dozen judges on the chairman have the final decision, but to a large extent they also have to follow the will of the people.

Lu Qiyun finished singing, and there were already many fanatical Qiyun fans who went to the four buildings to throw silk flowers into Lu Qiyun's flower basket, and Lu Qiyun smiled and thanked her.

Although Zhong Hao also admired Lu Qiyun's performance, Zhong Hao felt that he should wait for the performance of the four major capitals to finish before putting silk flowers.

Although Zhong Hao's silk flower can't change anything, the focus is on participation, Zhong Hao still cherishes his "votes". Of course, there are many people who have the same attitude as Zhong Hao, and most of them want to wait for the performance of the four major capitals to finish before throwing their silk flowers.

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The joy rose again, and the gentle girl Ji Lanzhi walked with lotus steps and strolled on the stage.

Miss Lan Zhi was dressed in a pale blue Pingluo dress, which was as long as it fell to the ground, without a single pattern, but a few orchids sewn between the sleeves. Tie a light blue belt around your waist and gently tie a knot. Miss Lan Zhi has a fair complexion, thin powder, elegant and plain makeup, and a petite and delicate figure, just like a small jasper in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. A pair of eyes are clear, with a gentle and gentle bookish atmosphere.

There was only one Lan Zhi girl on the stage, and the empty stage, coupled with her delicate figure, suddenly created an atmosphere of pity for me.

Miss Lan Zhi slowly walked to the table with the guzheng and knelt down and sat down, showing her hand lightly, and the sound of the murmuring piano came out.

The hustle and bustle around suddenly quieted down, lest they disturb Miss Lan Zhi, and they all listened quietly. Zhong Hao listened attentively, and the sound of the piano came, which happened to be the "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" that he had also heard Ye Yihan play not long ago.

In the sound of the pure and pleasant guzheng, Miss Lan Zhi spit slightly, a beautiful poem of "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", accompanied by the famous guzheng song of "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", was softly sung by Lan Zhi with her tactful and melodious voice:

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together.

Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river.

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail.

The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen.

Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year?

Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried.

Who's going to be in the boat tonight? Where is Acacia Moon Tower?

Poor upstairs wandering for the moon, should be taken away from the makeup mirror.

The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned.

At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month.

The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water.

Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home.

The river flows to the end of spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward.

The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road.

I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon will shake the river trees. ”

The sound of the guzheng is like the sound of a mountain stream and a spring, like a ring bell. The ethereal sound reminds people of the valley's orchids, and the ancient sound seems to resist the wind in the clouds.

Miss Lan Zhi sings softly like flowing water, with a unique charm. First of all, with a relaxed and cheerful singing voice, the beautiful, gentle and intoxicating picture of the moonlit night in the spring river in the south of the Yangtze River was slowly displayed in front of everyone. Later, with a mournful and sad singing, he slowly presented the sad lovesickness of the gentle woman.

Under the lonely moon in the spring river, the sail shadow is drifting, and the woman in the boudoir by the river is thin. The mandarin duck has been made into a pillow, and the tears wet the sleeves of the candle-side spring shirt. The moonlight enters the curtain, and it can't be opened, and it can't be brushed away. It seems that the thick lovesickness is difficult to dispel, lingering, and inexhaustible.

The guzheng stopped, the singing stopped, but everyone was still intoxicated.

The intoxicating piano sound, the intoxicating poems, and then being sung by an intoxicating gentle beauty with an intoxicating singing voice, Zhong Hao couldn't help but be a little drunk.

After a moment of silence, I remembered the sound of thunder. After the voice, many fans couldn't help but come forward to "vote", oh, it should be called a silk flower, and Miss Lan Zhi bowed her head one by one and thanked her gently.

Zhong Hao couldn't help but be moved by Miss Lan Zhi's delicate bookish charm, and wanted to give this gentle girl a silk flower to express her heart.

Gao Deli wiped a handful of the flowing haras, and said cheaply: "There are also Liu Xingshou and Ye Xingshou, the two major leaders who have not appeared on the stage, the first two performances are so exciting, it is estimated that their performances will be even more exciting." After waiting for the performance of the four major capitals, if you think she is good, it is not too late to send her. ”

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On the six boats, everyone was also talking. Qiyun and Lan Zhi, one is charming and the other is gentle, each has its own characteristics, and they also have their favorite fans.

The judges at the chairman's meeting were also enthusiastically discussing.

Fu Bi smiled and said: "Miss Lan Zhi, gentle and lovely, just like the jasper of the small family in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, warm and moist like water." The elegant guzheng with the gentle singing voice is indeed extraordinary. Compared with the charm of the Qiyun girl, the Lan Zhi girl has a simple elegance of 'clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving'. ”

"Just now I think Miss Qiyun's witty words are good, and the red sleeves add fragrance, but now it seems that Miss Lan Zhi is more suitable for red sleeves and reading, while Miss Qiyun is more suitable for warming the bed and stacking quilts, and the wind on the couch is good", Zhu Wenli does not lose the true colors of the old ghost.

Qingzhou General Judge Wu Zhenyun echoed: "Yes, Miss Lan Zhi has a gentle bookish atmosphere, which is indeed more suitable for red sleeves to add fragrance." The rich minister came to Qingzhou without bringing his family, so it is better to accept Miss Lan Zhi, and let her add fragrance to her red sleeves and serve on the side, which is also an elegant thing. If the rich minister is interested, the lower officials can match the rich minister. ”

Wu Tongju really wanted to do a pimping thing to curry favor with Fu Bi and his thighs. Although he, the Great Song Tongju, is the deputy of Zhizhou, he was established to contain Zhizhou and prevent Zhizhou from being difficult to control. Zhizhou's decree must be countersigned to be effective, and the general judgment itself is only half a level shorter than that of Zhizhou. However, when encountering the governor of Fu Bi, who had participated in the governor's affairs and served as a privy deputy envoy, it was obvious that he was not capable of making any constraints on Fu Bi, the governor.

Besides, the rich Xianggong is in his forties, and he is in the prime of life, and he will return to the center sooner or later, while Wu Zhenyun himself has no backstage, and he is still a general judge in his fifties, so he naturally hopes to get the support of the rich Xianggong and go one step further. If he can't climb to the backstage, he is afraid that he will work for a few more years, and he will wait to be promoted to the next level of honor and glory.

Fu Bi said with a smile: "Wu don't drive the good intentions of Fu Mou's heart, but just like flowers need to bloom on the branches and wither when they are folded down, Miss Lan Zhi can perform on stage in order to live a wonderful life, and her talent can bloom." If she is included in the boudoir and secluded in the house, she will lose this charm and lose this beauty. Therefore, Fu Mou can't be the person who destroys flowers with his hot hands. "The Song people are ancient, and they generally call Zhizhou Taishou, and their deputies are judged to be different drivers.

"The rich minister is really a person who pities flowers and cherishes jade, and the officials admire him." Although Wu Tongju failed to pimp, he was slightly disappointed, but he still patted his ass at the right time.