Since he heard that he left a poem in Baihualou and sold it at a high price of 15,827 yuan, his name is in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion in the world, and some of the poems that have been updated the fastest in the past are also deeply excavated by good deeds, spread all over the world, and are sung by the Oiran of the Qinglou Chu Pavilion.

Since the Tang Dynasty, Wenlin, which has been barren for a long time, finally ushered in a young Wenqu star.

It's a pity that Wen doesn't seem to have any interest in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion, and the only appearance is for Xie Lingyun, who is known as the world's first beauty, which really makes countless Oiran who want to recommend themselves to the pillow sad.

From ancient times to the present, although there have been countless moving love stories between Oiran and talents, in essence, they are actually using each other's relationship, and the talents need the Oiran to sing and sing with their own poems and songs to make a name for themselves, and the Oiran needs the poems of the talents to increase their value.

Because of the different aesthetics of people, the top few oirans, if they only talk about posture and talent, are actually among the best, and there is no obvious difference between superior and inferior. At this time, you need a poem that can be remembered for centuries to add points to it, so as to distinguish the superior. The poems written by Wen are all high-quality, and they have been praised by Yan Wenting, a contemporary person, which shows that the poems he made are no one to compare with today.

Now all the Oiran in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion in the world regard it as the highest honor to be able to get the poems written by Wen himself, but now it is so difficult to even meet each other.

The reason why these oirans are so fond of the poems they hear is actually very simple. In each green building, there will be a few Qing people, so the combination of meat and vegetables can attract more guests.

Unfortunately, this quota is limited, and a green building will support at most one of these oirans, and a slightly larger green building, such as Baihualou, will definitely not have more than three people.

These women, once trapped in the Qinglou, the fate that awaits them is often tragic. A little red lips are tasted by thousands of people, and the pillow is not known on the side, which is their final ending.

There are talents in the country, among the Qinglou, how is it not the case, every Qingqi person, there will be a day of old age and decay, in order to ensure the greatest interests, the Qinglou will auction off their first night before this, and since then it has completely become a tool for receiving customers.

Any industry, if it wants to develop benignly, must give practitioners a glimmer of hope, and Qinglou is no exception. If the Oiran had saved enough money to redeem themselves before the first night was auctioned, they would have been spared doom.

But this is just a glimmer of hope, because the money to redeem themselves is an astronomical amount for them, especially the Qingqi people, they can only rely on their talents to earn money, and after the Qinglou is commissioned, there is actually not much left.

But even for that glimmer of hope, an ambitious woman will choose to gamble.

When the deadline is approaching, if it is the old bustard of the Qinglou, who still has some conscience, he will inform in advance that at this time, in fact, most women's money is definitely not enough to redeem themselves, so in order to avoid bad luck, the only choice and the luckiest choice is to marry a dignitary to become their concubine, so that the dignitaries and dignitaries can provide the money needed to redeem themselves. This is already the best choice for them, but even this kind of opportunity is actually rare.

And the favorite talents, but because what complements the talents is the poverty of the talents, as poor talents, they can never afford to pay the sky-high price of the Oiran to redeem the silver, which is why their love will often end in tragedy.

When Xiao Fengxian learned that Wen was coming today, in order to seize the slightest opportunity, she resolutely appeared regardless of the reserve that Oiran should have. After all, Wen is really different from other talents, if you can't leave them behind today and get to know each other, maybe in the future, there will be no chance. After all, half a year has passed since the last time Wen Wen came to Baihualou, and he has not set foot in Qinglou once in half a year, who knows when he will come again next time.

As the Oiran of Baihualou second only to Xie Lingyun, Xiao Fengxian's fate seems to have been predestined, although she is still a Qing person, but time has not allowed her to slowly accumulate money and redeem herself.

It is precisely because of Xie Lingyun's existence that all the oirans in Baihualou are actually desperate, but the body fragrance that makes people reverie has already overwhelmed countless women.

Xiao Fengxian is probably the Oiran in this Hundred Flowers Building, because of her dancing posture, which is different from Xie Lingyun, instead of singing, she barely has a glimmer of hope to redeem herself.

As long as you can get the help of listening to a poem, maybe you can get rid of the tragic fate you are about to face, after all, except for a woman who likes to work hard, no woman will be willing to live the kind of life that is bullied by men every day.

Faced with this unique opportunity, Xiao Fengxian hurriedly returned to the warm wind pavilion in the backyard of Baihualou, changed her clothes and face, groomed and fragranced, waited for warm tea, and waited for her to come.

Although the time has only passed for tea, Xiao Fengxian's heart is still extremely worried, and her heart is panicked, lest she say goodbye without saying goodbye, and the jade hands that have just been washed have been soaked with sweat because of nervousness. A heart is like a deer colliding with each other, clattering.

The door of the Warm Wind Pavilion was finally knocked, and Xiao Fengxian hurriedly straightened her figure, with a smile on her pretty face, and motioned to the maid who was waiting on the side to open the door.

The door was opened, but only the old bustard, alone, walked in.

Xiao Fengxian's expression suddenly became nervous, and she stepped slightly, looking behind the old bustard, but there was no one. The radiant look that had been radiant a moment ago immediately dimmed.

If her heart is dead, this is her current mood, a pair of small jade hands, without noticing, she clutched the silk in her hand.

"Mama........ Wen Jue, he ..........," Xiao Fengxian said in a dry voice.

"You stupid woman, do you really think that Wenjue can save you? Your ransom silver is not a small amount, not to mention that the little lord still owes us 100,000 yuan of money in Baihualou, you don't really think that he can give you another 100,000 yuan. The old bustard looked at the little phoenix with a face like ashes, and said the cruelest words in the world in a warm voice.

“........ Mama, Fengxian just wants to get a poem from Wen Jue, how dare I hope that Wen Jue can give me this redemption money. Xiao Fengxian said in a dry voice.

"Even if you get poetry, do you really think that Wenjue's poetry will be worth ten thousand gold? Mama is not afraid to tell you the truth, it is just a transaction between Baihualou and Bangxiantang, in the name of poetry, the money will be cleaner, and you can also win the red Lingyun by the way.

So, you stupid woman, don't leave anything to chance. The old bustard ruthlessly debunked.

As an old bustard, her current mood is actually complicated, both some hope that Xiao Fengxian can save all the money for redemption, and some are afraid that she will praise the money, after all, once she praises, Baihualou will lose a cash cow in the future. As the Oiran of Baihualou second only to Xie Lingyun, there are still countless dignitaries and dignitaries who want to kiss Fangze, after all, Xie Lingyun is an unattainable existence, and it is also a very good choice to replace it with a little phoenix.

“........”

Seeing that the brilliance in the eyes of the little phoenix fairy was lost, a pair of jade hands, just holding the silk in his hand, the old bustard sighed lightly and said: "Mama, I know that you are also arrogant, if there is no little lady Xie, with your appearance, there may be some hope, but now........ Since you don't accept your fate, then try it, lest you complain about Mama's ruthlessness in the future.

Wenjue, Mama I have left it for you, it will be there in a while, as for whether it will succeed or not, it depends on your ability. When the old bustard had finished speaking, he sighed softly and turned to leave.

“........ Thank you, Mama. Hearing that Wen hadn't left and was about to come, Xiao Fengxian cried with some joy.