Chapter 035: The Prodigal
@@ε°Ήηε¦δ»ε¨δΊ¬δΈε£°θͺζι, but he was suffocated again and again in front of Yang Yi, and he was naturally very uncomfortable, after learning that Yang Yi was helping Li Xiangxian, this time it was his turn to make an appointment, and he wanted to hold the purple lotus girl of Lichun Courtyard as an oiran to see who could win.
In fact, the beauty of the Oiran competition has become the second, because the girls who can participate in the Oiran Contest are all flowers and moons, and the country and the city, once the beauty reaches a certain level, the appearance alone can only be Chunlan Qiuju, each has its own victory, and the final decision is the talent, with the talent that can move people, then her beauty can have a deeper connotation, and it is more addictive.
Yang Yi smiled at Yin Yu's challenge! He said politely: "Yin Caizi is now the world's prestige, if you play some children's tricks, you will inevitably fall into your name, so let's play this time, let's play bigger, 100,000!" Does Yin Caizi dare? β
Yin Yan was taken aback, 100,000 yuan had to sell half of his Yin family's property to make up this amount, and used it to gamble with Yang Yihao, it was okay to win, but once he lost, he was afraid that he would be hung up and beaten by his family, but he was said by Yang Yi, and Yin Yan was not good at weakening his face in front of everyone, it was really difficult to ride a tiger!
Yang Yi saw that his face was pale, and then laughed and said: "Since Yin Caizi dares to come to me, is it possible that he has no confidence to win, if you think 100,000 is too much, then we might as well change the way, and the loser will be a scholar for the other party for three years!" Of course, the scholar doesn't want you to do it in vain, fifty times a month, how! β
100,000 yuan is just a matter of money, and being a scholar for three years is better for Yin Yu than letting him die! lest the entire Yin family be embarrassed! He really wanted to turn around and leave, but Yang Yi's tone of winning and not losing really made him unacceptable, and then he was swept away by his contemptuous gaze, and the blood all over his body suddenly became hot!
"100,000 is 100,000! A gentleman's word! β
"It's hard to chase a horse!"
The gamble between Yang Yi and Yin Yu quickly spread throughout the city, adding infinite highlights to this year's Oiran Competition, and teahouses, restaurants, streets and alleys were all talking about it, and even diluted the thick clouds in the court.
The people of the Great Song Dynasty are good at gambling, buying catties of fruits, pork or something, many people are not directly paid to buy, but with the meat seller Guan Pounce, win the fruit, pork and leave, lose home to eat rice, the court has not seriously banned gambling, during the New Year, it will be officially announced to open for three days, let the people pounce, and even the government will organize some gambling games!
Listening to Yang Yi and Yin Yan's gamble, it suddenly aroused the enthusiasm of the people of Tokyo all over the city, and some big businesses also followed the opening of the hall, and the people enthusiastically followed the betting, which suddenly led the whole Tokyo to be agitated, and looked forward to the early arrival of the Oiran Contest every day.
Li Meiniang, the old bustard of Yixiangyuan, is simply in love with Yang Yi, the last time a gamble people were still talking about it, and soon there will be a bigger one, and the name of Yixiangyuan has also soared upward, and it has suddenly become the most famous Qinglou in the Great Song Dynasty, and now it is a daily gold!
In order to let Li Xiangxian, a cash cow, win the Oiran competition, Li Meiniang treated Yang Yi as a fairy and tried her best to cooperate, except for Li Xiangxian, even if he wanted any girl to accompany him, he didn't say anything, and he didn't charge money!
Yang Yi is not polite, every night to call a few beautiful girls in the Fragrance Courtyard, wanton flowers, happy and unlimited, every day when I wake up is lying in a pile of jade arms between the milk, Yang Yi's super strength on the bed is no secret in the Fragrance Courtyard, many girls eat the marrow and know the taste, can't stop, and fight to serve him every night!
A prodigal is a prodigal! Life must be happy, the soul has gone back thousands of years, Yang Yi has never thought of restraining himself to be a humble gentleman, not to mention that he is a humble gentleman in these years, and he also takes pleasure in visiting the green building.
On the small building in the backyard, there is a sad and beautiful sound of the piano that goes straight to the heart, on the carpet in the hall, Li Xiangxian danced, in order to better show the bird's flying action, but also specially designed a sleeveless blouse, her pair of jade arms were exposed in the wind, or rigid or soft swing arms, not only won the meaning of the "Spirit of the Sparrow" in later generations, but also the whole dance also melted into some of the light spirit of the sword dance, occasionally when jumping high, it was like a bird flying in the air, beautiful and sad action expressions, which made people look intoxicated.
Yang Yi sat in front of the small table, satisfied with the wine to taste, Li Xiangxian has received training in various dances since childhood, itself is extremely talented, after Yang Yi's guidance, into some dance elements of later generations, its expressiveness is extraordinary.
After a dance, waiting for the musician to retreat, Li Xiangxian sat next to him with a slight panting, after the exercise, the skin on her face was healthy and ruddy, tender as if it was about to drip water, undulating breasts, crystal jade arms, Yang Yi's eyes did not leave her delicate body, frank and scorching, as if admiring an artistic treasure!
Whenever he looked at him like this, Li Xiangxian felt as if he had no clothes on, and he couldn't hide in front of him.
In the past few years in the Qinglou, she has experienced all kinds of gazes, but even those dignified high-ranking officials dare not stare at themselves so calmly, their eyes are mostly dodgy, like Yang Yi's undisguised and calm scrutiny, there is really no one, which makes her heart beat faster, and at the same time, she can't help but ooze a trace of joy in her heart.
After these days of contact, Li Xiangxian unconsciously gave birth to a sense of dependence on him, he is sometimes very domineering, so that you can't have the idea of resisting, and at the same time can give you careful care, let you indulge in it, handsome appearance, what impressed Li Xiangxian even more is his talent.
She never thought that the dance could be danced like this, it had such a strong expressiveness, every time she danced this dance named "Life and Death Love" by Yang Yi, Li Xiangxian herself was also obsessed with it unconsciously, as if she had really become the sad and desperate lonely goose.
"Yang Lang, what do you think of the slave family's dance? Is there anything else to improve? β
"If you just want to use this dance to win the Oiran, it's enough, how do you want to make this dance a part of your life, then you should think about it carefully, I have said everything that should be said, how to understand, how to integrate it depends on Xiangxian!"
"Thank you Yang Lang!"
When Yang Yi heard this, he immediately laughed and didn't speak, but his eyes were clearly saying: It's not sincere to say thank you on the bare lips!
Li Xiangxian then poured the wine full and wanted to toast him.
"Xiangxian, I've already drunk a lot of this wine, and if I drink it again, if I get drunk and do something offensive, I'm not responsible!"
"You disciple!"
Li Xiangxian snorted lightly, reluctantly put down the wine glass, pursed the moist cherry lips, leaned up and kissed him on the forehead, these days, it was the third time he was forced to do this.
Maybe it's not forced, which girl doesn't have a spring? Last night she suddenly had a dream, dreaming that she and Yang Yi had become a pair of winged wild geese, chasing each other and playing, suddenly, an arrow came, Yang Yi fell miserably, and when she flew to the ground to find Yang Yi, he had died gloomily! And she could only gather around him and wail one after another, desperate and helpless.
When she woke up from her dream, she found that her cheeks were wet, and her tears stained the pillow mottled, and at that moment she understood that Yang Yi not only entered her dream, but also entered her heart.
"Alright! I'm a disciple, so I'll do what a disciple should do! β
After Yang Yi finished speaking, he couldn't help but say that he grabbed her soft waist, and at the same time choked her moist red lips, Li Xiangxian didn't finish his breath, and the fragrant lips were invaded by his wanton plunder, and the place on the delicate body that was caressed by his big hands was like a fire, and it was hot!
"Hmm...... Yang Lang don't ......" When he found that his twin peaks had fallen into his hands and were being teased by his heart's content, Li Xiangxian couldn't help but struggle, but the strength of the struggle was extremely weak, as if he was flattering his request.
The incense is curling among the golden beasts, the spring breeze in March blows the peach petals outside the window, such as the shy red face of the beauty, the quiet morning, the deep courtyard, in addition to the soft groan of Li Xiangxian from time to time in the room, there is only the lovesick bird on the branch outside the window jumping and chirping happily.
"Xiangxian, where is your family?"
"In ...... The slave family has no family! β
Li Xiangxian's words, which had not retreated from the red tide on her pretty face, flickered a little, and she didn't feel a little guilty after speaking, just after a twist and lingering with Yang Yi, although she was not really a cloudy rain, but she was still indulging in a burst of vertigo, and at this moment let her immediately say the words of deception, and she couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt in her heart.
Yang Yi stretched out his hand to help her straighten out her messy clothes, and then straightened her hair, without further questioning, everyone has their own secrets, in fact, as far as Yang Yi is concerned, approaching Li Xiangxian is just out of curiosity about these churches, as for what they want to do, as long as it doesn't endanger himself, he doesn't even bother to care too much.
"Xiangxian, are you drunk?" Yang Yi suddenly turned to ask this sentence.
Li Xiangxian snorted lightly when he heard this: "You men who are not like this, pretentious. Flow; Besides, who are you? Why should I eat your stuff? β
"Hahaha! Don't fall in love with me, Xiangxian girl! β
"You...... Who will fall in love with you, a disciple! β
"That's good! I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projected in the heart of your waves, you don't need to be surprised, you don't need to rejoice, disappear in an instant, really, I am just a cloud, I don't know where I came from, where I am going! β
Thinking of the fact that he had traveled through a thousand years, Yang Yi was a little indifferent when he spoke, Li Xiangxian looked at his eyes that suddenly became empty, and for some reason, he felt a slight tingling in his heart.
She wanted to say something, but when the words came to her lips and she didn't know where to start, Yang Yi stood up lightly and said, "The Oiran Contest will start in two days, Xiangxian, you better practice more!" β
Seeing that he was going out, Li Xiangxian couldn't help but blurt out, "Where are you going?" Are you leaving? β
Yang Yi turned around and smiled faintly, and then quietly retreated, making Li Xiangxian suddenly feel at a loss, maybe it was the sun covered by the clouds, and she felt that her surroundings suddenly became dim......
When Yang Yi went downstairs, she happened to meet Lin Ke'er, and she immediately squatted down, but Yang Yi clearly saw the cold light that flashed out of the corner of her eyes, and couldn't help but be surprised in her heart, and at the same time gave birth to an awe-inspiring sense of vigilance!
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