An Jingyu sat on the stool that Yan Huan moved, raised her head and chest, looked at the front with gentle eyes, and sat for half an hour, three portraits of the upper body of one meter long and half a meter wide were painted by the painter, just waiting for coloring.

She really regretted the suggestion that she should paint a portrait and hang it at the door of the Red Mansion, which made her so tired now, and she would have to stand for half an hour to paint a full-body portrait later, if only she had a camera or mobile phone from her previous life.

"The little master is tired, I'll help you rub your shoulders." Seeing her tired appearance, Yan Huan was very distressed. He took the initiative to stand behind her and rubbed her shoulders vigorously to relieve her tiredness.

"It's much better, thank you Yanhuan." For his careful care, An Jingyu has always been grateful and happy. "Take me for a walk outside, my legs are numb."

She didn't want to sit in the gazebo anymore and be stared at all the time, anyway, she had half an hour of rest, not only for her but also for the three painters to rest, and it was quite tiring to paint for an hour.

"Don't look at it, everyone walks away." Painter Wang leaned forward and approached Painter Chen, and said with a gloomy smile: "She is not what you can think, how can we ordinary people who do not have a prominent family background and gold and silver treasures have fun in this Red Mansion, Bao Oiran will get two or three hundred taels of silver a night, we...... is born an ordinary person, so she can only do ordinary people's things, and finding a wife who can be her side husband is the ancestor who smokes. ”

Because a husband, two husbands, and three husbands can be regarded as real husbands, and only the wife and the owner can be called husband and wife, while the four waiters and the five little husbands are not husbands, they should be regarded as serving the wife and the lord.

Zhong Liguo's male-female ratio is 15:1, which is very serious, and each woman has an average of more than a dozen children in her life, and it is a very proud and proud thing to be able to give birth to a baby girl and raise an adult.

"Ah...... I didn't! It's true. Painter Chen, who was deliberately interrupted by someone, was in a trance, and his eyes did not dare to cast his eyes on the girl anymore, so he could only stare at the picture scroll on the table in front of him.

"I just want to take a closer look, after all, if you take other people's money, you naturally have to do things for others." Chen Huashi looked at the girl in the picture scroll more and more obsessed, he has not yet passed the twentieth birthday, and has not married, naturally interested in and longing for the relationship between men and women, from the first sight of Miss An, his heart, his eyes, his mind, all possessed by her.

Painter Wang glanced at the portrait scroll he painted a few times, and it was indeed beyond his current level of painting, was it really to take money to do practical things for others? Or is the painting born from the heart?

"It's good that you can understand, if there are any bad rumors that spread, it will damage your reputation." Painter Wang is also out of kindness, for ordinary people to get married, the wife and the owner are very important to the husband's reputation and ability to make money to support the family.

"......" Chen Huashi has nothing to say, he doesn't know what to say, whether it is a misunderstanding or a clarification, it has nothing to do with Miss An.

An Jingyu, who had been wandering outside for half an hour, was in a happy mood, the green lotus leaves swayed in the wind, and the fish were playing and swimming, so unhappy.

reminds her of the song "Jiangnan" of Han Yuefu -

"Lotus leaf He Tiantian,

Fish play among lotus leaves.

……”

"It must be very beautiful when the lotus flowers are in full bloom, Yan Huan, when the time comes, let's take a boat to the lake, okay?" In her previous life, An Jingyu had never played so elegantly, she was detained in a welfare home since she was a child, and after nine years of compulsory education, she stayed in her room to write online articles, and the beautiful scenery she saw was obtained from online pictures.

The only thing I am glad about is that I made a little money, and I enjoyed everything I ate before I died, and I don't have any big regrets.

"It's all up to the little master." Yan Huan is the only one who obeys, and it's too late to hurt her, how can she object.

An Jingyu stood by the lake and gently stroked the lotus leaves with her hands. "When the time comes, I will pick lotus flowers to cook, steamed chicken with lotus leaves, and lotus seed soup, it's delicious to think about, hahaha......"

She smiled heartily, Yan Huan was afraid that her smile would be too exaggerated and affect her image, so she used the silk fan to block her.

The three servants moved all the tables and chairs in the pavilion to the outside walkway, because An Jingyu decided to paint a full-body portrait of her by the lake, which was two meters high and one meter wide, and took nearly an hour to complete.

Standing for less than half an hour was too tiring, An Jingyu shook her body gently, removed the silk fan blocking her mouth, and placed it on top of her head to block the scorching sun.

"Little master, but I'm tired." Yan Huan saw that she was uncomfortable by the sun, and ran over to open the oil-paper umbrella for her, the sun was not hot today, and it rained heavily in the middle of the night last night, and the weather was quite cool.

An Jingyu took the handkerchief from his hand and gently wiped the thin sweat from her forehead. With a casual sweep of her eyes, she saw that both sides of the lotus pond were full of people, a little far away, she couldn't see the appearance of those people, she could only look like a small girl in gray and blue, and some men and women in bright clothes

"Are they admiring lotuses?"

"Naturally, I am appreciating the only white lotus in this pond of lotus leaves." She is the white lotus hidden in the lotus leaves.

"What's the ...... Why didn't I see it...... Hehehe......" An Jingyu was half a beat slow before she thought that the only white lotus that Yan Huan said was herself, which made her surprised and delighted, and the silk fan gently patted him on the forehead. "Just your sweet mouth, reward you with a date to eat, hehehe......"

The exaggerated reaction of those people was not too surprising, and she was indeed dressed beautifully today. Usually she is plain-faced, living in a simple house, only staying in the music square and residence, and only a few people have seen her. There were nearly 2,000 people inside and outside the Red Mansion, and the only people she knew who went back and forth were those few people.

Her smiling and smiling appearance was imprinted in everyone's hearts, and she was sincerely amazed: "The Nine Heavens Xuannu is nothing more than that!" ”

Suddenly, many colorful butterflies flew to An Jingyu's side, so beautiful that she burst out of inspiration for a while, holding a silk fan, she also danced, a rotating action in place turned ten times in a row, with butterflies dancing, the beautiful scene amazed everyone.

When the three painters saw this landscape, they burst out of inspiration and buried their heads in painting.

Xiao Yi, who stood on the roof, also saw the beautiful scenery that he would never forget in his life, she was like a happy and innocent elf, which made people like and cherish.

Today he wanted to see if she had taken the tonic he had given her, but not to waste the precious things he had given.

(The author looks like a treacherous villain with "I know your secret": I see that you are a duck with a hard mouth, and you obviously haven't seen anyone for three days.) Xiao Yi took out a wooden stick with a cold face: The author is big, you come out, let's play together, I promise not to kill you! ）

Seeing her dancing vigorously, and being admired by so many men, it made him feel weird, but he couldn't say how he felt. I had to come happily and return disappointed.

Four days later, it was the Oiran Contest, and he waited and saw how her heart, unwilling to be trapped in the Red Mansion, escaped the hard cage and ascended to the throne of the Empress step by step.

When there were only three days left in the Oiran Contest, when the huge portraits of the five contestants were hung at the gate of the Red Mansion, and when everyone saw the last picture of the girl in white, they were all amazed, and the voices of surprise and admiration continued.

All of a sudden, the Oiran Contest became popular in the capital again, and became the object of people's chats after tea and dinner, and the shocking girl in white, Miss Liluo, became popular.

Originally, you could buy admission tickets for only 20 taels to watch the game, but this year, only those who got a set of invitations from the Red Mansion could watch the games, and as a result, some people resold the invitations, and some people paid a high price to buy the invitations in other people's hands.

As a result, some people are not happy, why can those 300 men get the invitation of the Red Mansion, they are also rich and powerful, and there are more than these 300 unmarried men in the capital.

So they formed a team to make trouble at the gate of the Red Mansion, and the Red Lotus people under pressure instructed the people below to make 200 invitations overnight, but they also had to spend ten taels of silver to buy, and only recognized people and did not recognize invitations, so as to prevent people from continuing to resell invitations.