Chapter Twenty-Seven: Talented?

At this time, the wolves in the hall were excited, some of them could still maintain their demeanor, and those bosses who were obviously nouveau riche behaved very badly, some slapped the table to express their excitement, some whistled without temperament, and some were more rational, and took out a large stack of silver tickets from their arms and waved them at Wang's mother. - Life is full of variety.

Our fat brother is still very gentle, he doesn't roar or scream, he just stares at the girl Yanran with dull eyes, but his hand is tightly grasped on the **** of the girl in his arms, and the hara in his mouth is already flowing out, and it is about to drip onto the chest of the girl in his arms.

Fang Zheng reluctantly withdrew his gaze on Miss Yanran. Since it's not mine, don't worry about it. Then Fang Zheng slapped the fat man's shoulder, only to hear the sound of "whoosh", the fat man's saliva shrank into his mouth, so dangerous!

Fang Zheng glanced at him with disdain, and whispered in his ear: "Fatty, can you be more reserved?" You are a prince, haven't you ever seen a woman? ”

There are a lot of concubines, side concubines, concubines and so on in the fat man's family, why are they still like they have never seen a woman in eight lifetimes?

The fat man retracted his gaze with difficulty, and the other party said with a smile: "Brother Fang, this woman is really a beautiful country, and she is a country and a city, tonight Brother Fang, you will do everything you can to enter her boudoir, and you must not let others take the lead!" ”

Fang Zheng's lack of interest, what's the use of being beautiful, being able to pounce is the king, what's the point of entering her boudoir just to listen to her play a tune.

The fat man waved his hand to let the little girl in his arms step back, and then lowered his voice in Fang Zheng's ear and said, "Brother Fang, you tell the truth, are you satisfied with this woman's appearance?" ”

is so stunning, if you are not satisfied, it will be too hypocritical, and even Fang Zheng will despise herself.

Fang Zheng nodded involuntarily and praised sincerely: "A good cabbage!" ”

Seeing Fang Zheng nodded, the fat man said excitedly: "That's good, I have known Brother Fang for so long, and we have shared hardships together, but I haven't given Brother Fang any gifts to show my heart, today I will redeem this woman and give her to Brother Fang, how about it?" ”

Fang Zheng was taken aback when he heard this, this gift is really not small, with the fat man's wealth and power, Fang Zheng did not doubt that he could do it if he could do it, but, so beautiful, why didn't the fat man himself enter the room, but gave this girl to him?

Seeing Fang Zheng looking at him suspiciously, the fat man smiled evilly: "I'm not looking at someone who is twenty-nine years old and has not yet been married, otherwise how can such a stunning beauty get your turn." It is said that ah, hehe, someone's name has stinked on the street, and no serious person is willing to marry his daughter to him, tsk, I'm really curious, so famous, how did you do it? Let the family be willing to call you 'Fang Tai Sui' behind your back, how much hard work does it take to silently pay ......"

When did this kid speak so badly? Fang Zheng touched his nose stupidly, glared at the fat man vigorously, and didn't speak.

Turning his head to look at the star-studded moon-like girl, Fang Zheng swallowed his saliva quietly, to have such a stunning appearance in the world, normal men must not refuse, right? What if she's a scourge? It's just a woman, and you're afraid that she's turned upside down? Temptation, great temptation, this woman, to want or not to?

After a while, Fang Zheng finally shook his head and decided to refuse the fat man's kindness. Beautiful things are only inhabited by the virtuous, and the "virtue" thing is a bit lacking in Young Master Fang......

"Fatty, forget it, I can't afford it." Although I made up my mind to refuse, my heart was still sour, what a good cabbage, and I don't know which pig will be arched in the future.

"Brother Fang, you're not sick, are you?" The fat man looked at Fang Zheng's thin figure strangely, and said strangely: "Could it be you...... No way? ”

"Fart! Young Master Ben is very powerful, under the bed is the professor, and on the bed is the beast. The ten girls of the night are not a problem, and the golden gun is not idle and so on! It was about the dignity of men, and Fang Zheng angrily slapped the case.

The fat man glanced at him, pouted and said, "That's it, women, they are not offered high, but used to be pushed by men, of course, it is okay to push men." Brother Fang, don't say more, leave everything to me. ”

Why is this fat man so enthusiastic about pimping?

Fang Zheng and the fat man had a few words, and the girl was already standing in the middle of the hall, without saying a word, she smiled and glanced at the talented and rich people in front of her, Fang Zheng took a closer look, and found that although this beauty was smiling on her face, there was no smile in her eyes, but with a little disdain and contempt, she looked down on these pretentious talents and rich people in front of her like a flock.

At this time, the maid standing next to Miss Yanran stood up and said crisply: "Miss Yanran has a question tonight, and if there is a correct answer, Miss Yanran will play a solo song for him, and invite all the talented people to listen to the question." ”

There was a commotion in the crowd, all the talented people were excited and eager to try, and the rich people were calm and relaxed, waiting leisurely for the talents to be defeated, and then they made their debut.

Another maid walked out with a wooden plate in her hand, and there was a piece of paper lying quietly on the plate, and the maid picked up the paper and glanced at it, and said, "Miss Yanran came up with a couplet tonight, please ask the talented people to couplet, listen well." ”

Alas, as expected, it's a couplet again, why don't you say that this ancient person didn't have a little innovative spirit? If you have nothing to do, you can make a couplet, and you can't pursue something noble? Even if you compare it to a meat joke, it can be done. Who wants to read my book if you keep engaging in these bloody episodes?

The fat man was overjoyed when he heard this, patted Fang Zheng's shoulder and said, "Brother Fang, it's your strong point to be right." This chick must be yours. ”

Fang Zheng looked at him speechlessly, how did he think that this was my strength? Just because of the phrase "brothels turn the sky upside down"?

At this time, the talented people in the hall couldn't hold it anymore, all of them had an expression of eagerness, and even the fat man couldn't help but prick up his ears, wanting to hear what kind of question this stunning beauty would come up with to test everyone. Fang Zheng watched coldly, but he was not interested: it was clearly a group of male animals competing to fight in order to win the favor of females and achieve their own mating goals, is it interesting?

Fang Zheng even regretted sitting in this hall a little now, why did I join in the fun? Just call a fan head to touch in your arms, wrap a private room, what's more, it's much stronger than the current scene, you can't see it, you can't touch it, and you are despised by the beauty with disdainful eyes, but everyone is eager to it, for fear of falling behind half a step behind, do men have the essence of cheapness in their bones?

The maid paused, and said crisply: "Miss Yanran's upper link is: 'Wangjianglou, Wangjiangliu, Wangjianglou Wangjiangliu, Jianglou is eternal, Jiangliu is eternal, Jiangliu is eternal. ’”

Everyone heard the clouds and mountains covered in fog, and they were a little dizzy by the "Jianglou River". At this time, the people in the hall were divided into three factions, and the talented people were frowning and thinking, trying to make this couplet, in order to enter the boudoir of the Yanran girl.

The plutocrats are not, they look at the talented people with happy faces. Wang's mother said that if no one answers, only the one with the highest price will win, and the rich people will of course not be as talented as the talented people, but if no one can get it, they will have the opportunity to use the money to smash the door of Miss Yanran's room, no matter who it is, they will be willing to give it a try.

There is nothing to do with their own faction, this is a type of people who have neither talent nor wealth, no matter how noisy the hall is, they are standing still, hugging the girl and eating tofu, it is obvious that Miss Yanran is an unattainable dream for them, so they are very resigned to their fate and simply don't look at it, and honestly eat what they have in their bowls. This kind of person is the wisest and the most helpless, and they have no choice but to be wise. - If people have the capital to compete for, they will have many ideas. For example, these talented and rich people in front of them, they are talented, or rich, this is their capital, and they think they have the ability to fight.

Fang Zheng felt that he should be regarded as a third type of person, because he was very responsible, and never hoped for things that should not belong to him, some things might be able to have it for a while, but if he didn't have the ability to protect it, it was destined to be lost. - For example, this Yanran girl, with her beauty and talent in the capital, was ransomed home by Fang Zheng, the child of the "four nos" businessman who has no virtue, no ability, no official and no lord, not to mention anything else, I am afraid that outsiders will throw stones and smash the tiles of his house several times a day.

Besides, Fang Zheng doesn't have this competitiveness, in terms of wealth, he only has more than 2,000 taels of silver tickets knocked from the fat man, if this money is against those rich people, I'm afraid he will be beheaded in a round, in terms of talent...... Well, it seems to be far away, pull back.

After the maid came out of the question, she retreated, and Mother Wang stood up and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Yanran has a question today, please think about it and then right, because no one has been able to answer Miss Yanran's question for a long time, so the rules have changed a little, if no one can match it tonight, then it is really unbearable, so I have to ask everyone to bid, and the one with the highest price can also enter Miss Yanran's boudoir." ”

When Mother Wang said this, Fang Zheng clearly saw that although Miss Yanran was still smiling, a little humiliation and unwillingness quickly flashed in her eyes, a beautiful and talented girl was seen standing on the stage like an auction item for others to buy and sell, and the boudoir, which was regarded as a forbidden place for men, became a bet for everyone, and anyone would feel humiliated and unwilling. Fate was unfair to her, but unfortunately she didn't have the ability to resist, so she could only go with the flow. The title of Oiran is not an honor worth showing off for women, it is branded with the mark of "Wind and Dust Joy Field", maybe a few years later, the Oiran in front of him is old and decrepit, and it is no different from those secret prostitutes who stand on the side of the street to solicit customers, and they are trapped in the dust, which is their fate.

After Mother Wang said those words, the hall was in an uproar, and the talented people were not convinced, and loudly accused Mother Wang of being full of copper odor and defiling Yanran girl Yunyun with silver money, accusation is blame, and then they are full of shame, after all, no one has answered the question of Yanran girl for so long, which really makes these so-called Jiangnan talents embarrassed.

The rich people seem to have been told in advance by Wang's mother, so they didn't have much reaction when they heard this announcement, but their eyes were full of banter, what if they were talented? Lao Tzu has money, but you still smash it obediently to give way.

Miss Yanran was still smiling, her eyes were desolate and desperate. What about the Oiran, even if she is talented, the country is fragrant, and she is not stained by the mud, she can't escape this day after all, no matter who wins, it doesn't matter to her, the dust woman naturally has the fate of the wind and dust woman, which can't be changed.

The fat man was shaking his head and chanting Shanglian: "Wangjianglou, Wangjiangliu, Wangjianglou Wangjiangliu, Jianglou is eternal, Jiangliu is eternal, Jiangliu is eternal." He paused, then laughed again, "Is this a couplet?" How can I pronounce it like a tongue twister? This Yanran girl can't be deliberately tricking us, right? With such a long uplink, who can get it? ”

Fang Zheng was embarrassed to say that he was right, which was a bit immodest. In fact, he had heard of this Shanglian before, and it is said that there have been countless descendants in the past hundred years, fortunately, Fang Zheng really remembered the Xialian, although the artistic conception may be quite different, it is better than these talented people who frown and think hard and still have nothing, right?

Although he didn't really want to enter her boudoir, Fang Zheng didn't mind showing off his literary talents, it felt really good to cheat, it could bring him a sense of intellectual superiority, and most importantly, there was no invigilator to catch him here. It's like a thief who steals something but no one finds out,β€”β€” do you think the thief is happy?

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but laugh, the life he had crossed was so beautiful.

At this time, the hustle and bustle of the hall has passed, the silence is abnormal, the talented people are thinking, and the rich people are drinking tea all day long, waiting for the talented people to withdraw gloomily, and they will appear on the stage to show their strong financial resources.

I have to say that Young Master Fang's laughter was too abrupt and out of place. In this quiet hall, it was tantamount to a thunderclap on the ground, and by the time he reacted, it was too late to regret it, and everyone stared at him in surprise. staring at Fang Zheng was a little weak-hearted......

The fat man didn't care what the other people did, he laughed and patted Fang Zheng's shoulder and said, "Brother Fang is really talented, he came out so quickly." ”

Everyone was in an uproar, the quiet hall began to become commotion, everyone stared at Fang Zheng and the fat man with a hateful look, and the fat man unconsciously pulled Fang Zheng and said loudly: "Brother Fang, hurry up and say the next link, the beauty's boudoir, besides you, who else can enter?" ”

This sentence completely aroused the anger of the people, and the hall exploded at once, and they all expressed their anger in their own ways, some of them scolded Fang Zheng for having no one in his eyes, and he was extremely arrogant, God knows, Young Master Fang didn't say a word yet. Some of them waved the silver ticket in their hands angrily, looking at the posture, they might want to avoid the truth and be false, and wanted to compete with Fang Zheng in terms of money.

Miss Yanran's expression was a little shocked, presumably in her opinion, no one was worthy of her eternal absoluteness. Mother Wang was regretful and annoyed, her thoughts Fang Zheng also knew that if no one was right, she would definitely make a lot of money tonight, those rich people were waiting to be sent to the door with silver tickets in their hands, but they didn't think about it, but they were stirred up by Young Master Fang, and it is estimated that the most disappointed person in the entire hall is her.

Inadvertently became the object of attention, Fang Zheng felt a little shy, and deeply felt that no matter how low-key he was, he was as bright and outstanding as a firefly in the dark......

Fang Zheng cleared his throat, scratched his head and said, "That, let's let the talented people go first, right." You can't tell me to come again. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone cast contemptuous glances at Fang Zheng, including the fat man. A few talented people even emotionally reprimanded him for deceiving people too much. This is how to have a prejudice against people, look, Fang Zheng was just modest, but in their eyes, he became a bully, and he was determined to see them make a fool of himself.

Fang Zheng had no choice but to say: "Then you're welcome, everyone, listen, my next link is 'Reflecting the Moon Well, Reflecting the Moon Shadow, Reflecting the Moon Shadow in the Moon Well, Moon Well Ten Thousand Years, Moon Shadow Ten Thousand Years." ’…… What's that, the artistic conception is a little worse, and it's right, isn't it? ”

There was a burst of heat on the face, and you don't need to touch it to know that it must be red. Although it feels cool to cheat, it still makes Fang Zheng feel a little ashamed to snatch other people's things and put his name on them, although no one knows that he plagiarized in this era, he can hardly bear the torture of morality and conscience. β€”β€”Everyone knows that Young Master Fang is a righteous man and a gentleman, and he advocates convincing people with virtue.

It's strange, why no one applauds? It's okay if you don't applaud you for a few words, what's the matter if you don't react? Fang Zheng looked around dissatisfied, only to see that the talented people whispered oh his next sentence, and then hung their heads, they all said that the scholars are hypocritical, so many so-called talents, and I didn't see anyone who maintained a demeanor and praised them, all of them had an expression that their wives had been robbed, just listening to a tune, as for this?

Of course, the rich people don't understand this, but when they see that the talented people have shut up, they can only unwillingly admit that he is in charge.

Miss Yanran stared at Fang Zheng with interest, her bright eyes flashed,β€”β€”Could it be that she has taken a fancy to me?" Fang Zheng unconsciously straightened his waist, feeling a little proud in his heart. When he looked in the mirror, Fang Zheng knew that he had the capital to be favored by the girl, and now he was unfortunate.

Miss Yanran turned her head sideways and whispered something to the maid next to her, then turned around and retreated. From her appearance to her departure, she never said a word to these talented and rich people, which is really cool.

The fat man patted Fang Zheng's shoulder and said angrily: "I've known Brother Fang for so long, and I still think you are unfathomable, little brother, I deeply admire you." Today, Brother Fang came out on top with his true skills, and he could teach others to have nothing to say. After speaking, he sneered and looked around, meeting the jealous and unwilling eyes of everyone, and his pride was overflowing.

Fang Zheng was a little puzzled, what are you proud of? It's not you who will go into the boudoir.

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It's late, you can't blame me, the starting point just went crazy and I couldn't get in.