As soon as Su Jiu'er walked out of the room, there was a sudden silence below, and a pin drop could be heard.

"Thank you for coming to support Jiu'er tonight, Jiu'er is so polite." Su Jiu'er, who was covered with a veil, was blessed.

"It's right to come to the field to support Miss Su."

"Miss Su's "Fortune Operator" is very good, and I admire it very much."

"Miss Su is really talented and beautiful, the only one in ancient and modern times."

"Miss Su, can you take off the veil and let me admire Miss Su's peerless appearance."

The scholars below were flattering and flattering.

"It's really urgent, I can't see Su Jiu'er's face." Nan Zhuyu jumped anxiously in the private room on the second floor.

Su Jiu'er did not show her true face, which made the originally enthusiastic atmosphere even more intense.

Su Jiu'er said it and retreated back into the room.

"Miss Su, this is my family's ancestral "Yan Lu Gongzhen Post", which I specially brought to you today."

"Miss Jiu'er, this is the "Hundred Horses" I bought with my daughter, and I specially gave it to Miss Jiu'er."

"Jiu'er, this "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" is my grandfather's treasure, I stole it, no, I specially gave it to Jiu'er."

The scholars below were holding high the gifts given to Su Jiu'er, and their enthusiasm was very high.

Nan Zhuyu also rummaged through the objects given to Su Jiu'er, but there was nothing to take out of the hand, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the folding fan in Zhang Baiyi's hand and shouted excitedly: "Jiu'er, Jiu'er, I have a Tang Baihu painting fan here, but my grandfather's favorite baby, I specially came to give it to you from my grandfather today." ”

Young Master Zhang is about to vomit blood in anger, you can give it as a gift, why are you robbing my fan, what is your grandfather's baby, it is obviously this young master's thing, it is really unreasonable, how can it be unreasonable.

Although Zhang Baiyi thought so in his heart, he didn't say it on his lips, so he simply let Nan Zhuyu enjoy it, did he really dare to give away my fan?

The scholars on the first floor suddenly quieted down a lot when they heard Tang Baihu's painting fan, and looked in the direction of the second floor.

Tang Baihu was a merry man in the former dynasty, his calligraphy and painting are unique, and the real works are hard to find, this is not the most important thing is that Tang Baihu often mixes in the fireworks of the wind and snow, and its reputation is even higher in the Qinglou, according to legend, he not only does not have to spend money and goes to the Qinglou can also be ordered casually, even the coffin money after death is the Qinglou women, and every year there is a group of prostitutes to organize the "condolence" activities at their own expense, at that time, the prostitutes circulated among the prostitutes "Born as Tang Baihu" Such words, it can be seen how high Tang Baihu's status in the hearts of the Qinglou women.

Nan Zhuyu shouted like this, and Nan Zhuyu was also a little embarrassed, holding a folding fan high and fixed there.

The old bustard's eyes were so vicious when he looked at the objects, and he could see at a glance that it was the true handiwork of Tang Baihu, and he was afraid that Nan Zhuyu would regret it, so he shouted loudly: "Nan Zhuyu, the third son of the Nan family, gave Su Jiu'er girl Tang Baihu a painting fan." ”

Nan Zhuyu and Young Master Zhang both had stiff expressions,

Nan Zhuyu secretly complained in her heart, I just saw that you were so enthusiastic and wanted to enjoy it, but I didn't want to really send it!

, isn't it, really give away my fan? Zhang Bai was so angry that he really wanted to dig Nan Zhuyu with a radish face.

The turtle slave came quickly, holding a tray in his hand, waiting outside the door.

Nan Zhuyu was extremely reluctant to put the folding fan on the tray,

At the same time, the following is also in hand many celebrity calligraphy and paintings sent by the sons.

"Isn't it just a broken folding fan? When I go back, Master Ben will return you a basket. Nan Zhuyu was a little weak-hearted by the angry Young Master Zhang,

"A basket?" Young Master Zhang said angrily.

"If you make a price, I'll pay you." Nan Zhuyu dodged and didn't dare to look at Young Master Zhang's eyes.

"Forget it, it's just a fan." Zhang Baiyi looked at Nan Zhuyu's expression and knew that Nan Zhuyu did not intend to give away the fan, so he no longer pursued it.

In a moment, the turtle slave collected all the calligraphy and paintings of the celebrities and placed them on a long table with flowers in the middle of the hall, and pressed a small note under each item, on which was written the name of the owner of the gift.

The old bustard looked at the dazzling objects on the long table, and his mouth could not close when he smiled.

"Jian Ren and Jian Gongzi gave Su Jiu'er a red agate." The old bustard pulled his throat and read the gift list.

A white-faced scholar stood up and bowed his hand to the many sons, and then sat back in his place.

As the old bustard read the gift list, the turtle slave walked to the room where Su Jiu'er was on the second floor with a plate containing red agate.

If Su Jiu'er left the items, it means that the things sent are favored by Su Jiu'er, and there may be a chance to drink and talk about poetry and lyrics at the same table with the Oiran. Don't be depressed if you don't stay, if you can win Su Jiu'er's favor in the next level, you can still drink at the same table.

"Yao Kong, Yao Gongzi gave Miss Su Jiu'er a holy pen." A scholar stood up,

"Sha Wu Sha Gongzi gave Su Jiu'er's girl Yan Lugong a real post."

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Zhang Baiyi and Young Master Zhang listened to the drowsiness,

Nan Zhuyu listened to the gifts given by the scholars with great interest, and commented from time to time, "This night pearl is inferior at first glance, and the one called Jufengdeng is embarrassed to get it." ”

"Min Shuiwang and Min Gongzi gave Su Jiu'er and Wang Xizi a painting of "Sanxi Treasure Post".

"Wow-" There was a commotion on the first floor,

Min Shuiwang's big meat ball immediately got up and arched his hand to everyone present with a proud face.

There are jealous eyes around, I am afraid that in addition to Tang Baihu's painting fan, Wang Xizi's "Sanxi Treasure Post" is the most precious.

Su Jiu'er was also moved, and said secretly: I haven't heard of a big family surnamed Min in Hangzhou, this Min Gongzi is really generous, but I don't know how this writing is?

"Min Shuiwang's fat pig gave Su Jiu'er his ancestral Wang Xizi's true handiwork, it's really a lot of blood, it seems that Min Shuiwang is determined to get it this time, but I don't know if he will peel off his skin if he knows." Nan Zhuyu was also secretly frightened, Min Shuiwang dared to steal his family's ancestral calligraphy and give it to Su Jiu'er.

Except for some of the calligraphy and paintings, the rest of the jewelry was returned.

The scholar who was left with calligraphy and painting was very proud, and he couldn't help showing off. The eggplant that was returned was like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost, with a dejected face, and then thought that there was a better level than knowledge and literature, and he might be able to win Su Jiu'er's favor by mistake, so he swept away the haze and continued to listen to the following gift list.

"Zuo Qiushi, Zuo Gongzi, sent Su Jiu'er, a talented son of the former dynasty, Zhu Yunming's "Cursive Poems". A blue-robed scholar stood up and bowed.

Holding the tray to the second floor,

"The richest man in Jiangnan, Zhang Baiyi, Zhang Dagongzi, gave Su Jiu'er's girl Tang Baihu a painting fan."

"Whoa-" was another commotion.

Min Shuiwang's face was very ugly,

"Hmph~" snorted coldly and stared at Young Master Zhang on the second floor.

"It turned out that it was the son of Zhang Sanjin, the richest man in Jiangnan, who gave Tang Baihu a fan, no wonder he was so generous."

"Isn't it the third son of Nanzhu Yu Nan of the Nan family who sent the painting fan, how did he become Zhang Baiyi and Zhang Gongzi of Zhang's mansion!"

There is a lot of discussion below,

Young Master Zhang also looked at Nan Zhuyu suspiciously,

Nan Zhuyu said with some embarrassment: "When the turtle slave came up to get the fan just now, I said that the fan is yours. ”

Zhang Bai was relieved,

Just as everyone was talking, the side window of Su Jiu'er's room suddenly opened, and an object was thrown out of the room.

"Smack-"

The object fell to the ground, it was the Tang Baihu painting fan that had just been sent in, the painting fan that was originally folded had been opened at this time, and a picture of the Spring Palace was painted on it, and a pair of men and women in the painting fan were handed over, and they were doing the joy of the boudoir......

The crowd sighed,

Everyone sent some elegant items to please Su Jiu'er, but they didn't expect Zhang Baiyi to be so bold in sending a Spring Palace painting fan, in the eyes of everyone, just throwing the items out and not being kicked out was already very face-saving for Young Master Zhang.

Nan Zhuyu realized that something was wrong, and pushed Zhang Baiyi, who was sleeping on the table, with his hand.

Zhang Baiyi was pushed awake by Nan Zhuyu, raised his head with half-squinted eyes and said in a daze, "Is it over?" Is it going to go. ”

Nan Zhuyu suddenly found that in a half-awake state, there was a thin line of saliva at the corner of Young Master Zhang's mouth, which was slowly flowing to the table where Young Master Zhang was lying just now.

Nan Zhuyu wanted to help Young Master Zhang wipe it off, but he felt disgusting again,

When he was hesitating, Young Master Zhang opened his eyes and sobered up a lot, felt the abnormality at the corner of his mouth, and wiped it casually with his sleeve,

Su Jiu'er happened to see Young Master Zhang sleeping on the table through the window, and was secretly annoyed in his heart, this person is really shameless and dares to give me a picture of the Spring Palace, it is really unreasonable, and everyone is racking their brains to make me happy, you are actually sleeping, and you dare to drool, hum~ Wait for Hugh to blame me for giving you some color and see, Su Jiu'er also came to a small temperament at this time, and decided to wait for Young Master Zhang to make a fool of himself.