The twentieth day of each month is the big day for the selection of Oiran in the Aromatic Pavilion.

Why is it not on the fifteenth day of the first month, the people of the Aromatic Pavilion say that the fifteenth day of the first month is to worship God, but we are not here.

The Aroma Pavilion is a vulgar place, where you can indulge your desires and enjoy yourself.

This is not the first time Qin Sheng has come, he often came behind his eldest brother's back before he got married, and he also met a lot of friends, but no one remembered anyone after a meal.

Qin Sheng likes the Aromatic Pavilion, there is no other brothel here, everything is voluntary.

Even, sometimes, Qin Sheng can feel a faint freedom here.

This is the first time Qin Sheng has come after getting married, but it is not the first time that Oiran has been chosen.

Qin Sheng skillfully found the last position, ordered a bottle of good wine, a few side dishes, and beckoned Cardamom and Linglong to sit down.

"Linglong, why did you go so long this time, Miss, no, you didn't rush back from the young master's wedding." Cardamom asked as she nibbled on a chicken claw.

"Don't mention it, Senior Brother Ou could have left after treatment in that Mingxiu Village this time, but the woman didn't let him, and he stayed up all night to make the anti-facial cream they wanted, so it was delayed." Linglong's face was unhappy.

Qin Sheng put aside a peanut bean and said, "Linglong has learned a lot this time." ”

Linglong nodded vigorously and said, "Yes." But it's still not as good as Cardamom, and Miss. Oh, also, the senior brother said, I'll come to Ancheng in a few days. ”

Qin Sheng nodded, and asked again, "Did the master say come?" ”

Linglong's eyes lit up, and she said expectantly: "Come!" And with a big gift! ”

Qin Sheng raised his chin, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is pretty much the same." ”

Qin Sheng stuffed his mouth full with sauce beef, and when he saw the Oiran's team coming, he hurriedly patted Cardamom and Linglong to take a look.

There are no requirements for the Oiran of the Aroma Pavilion, so if you want to choose, you can just sign up.

Each person has one chance to perform, but you are not allowed to perform anything fragrant, all of them are your real talents, and the rest is nonsense.

Every year, the performance of the Oiran in the Aromatic Pavilion will be the latest program for the banquet of the kings and nobles in the coming month.

Whenever a person finishes performing, everyone can throw the little daisy in their hands to her, and the person who spends the most money on the stage is the Oiran of the month.

Of course, not everyone's daisies are infinitely available. Three for each person, one for the excess fifty taels of gold, and no more than two for each person, that is to say, a maximum of five daisies per person.

The Prajna of the Aromatic Pavilion has been re-elected for five consecutive months, and if the Oiran can be elected this month, it will break the previous Oiran record of the Aromatic Pavilion in one fell swoop.

The performance of the Oiran began, and the three of Qin Sheng's master and servant watched it with relish, and from time to time they discussed the number of votes, and their voices were full of emotion, as if they were choosing the Oiran on stage.

"Knock knock."

Two short knocks on the door silenced Qin Sheng and the others.

Qin Sheng coughed lightly twice, lowered his voice and said, "Dare to ask Brother Tai what's the matter?" ”

"Seeing that Brother Tai is so interested, can we enjoy it together?"

A warm voice came, which made Linglong suddenly feel interesting, Linglong squeezed her eyebrows and hinted that Qin Sheng agreed, Qin Sheng ignored Linglong, and still lowered her voice and said, "No." This kind of thing has to come by itself. ”

"Hahaha, brother, let's talk about it together through this small wooden door."

Qin Sheng turned around and threw a "what" look at the wooden house next door, as if the other party was a sick person.

In this month's Oiran, it seems that Weiyi's red-sleeved dance can fight with Pranya at the moment.

Prajna is good at the piano, and literati and writers all say that the music played by Prajna has a backbone.

Weiyi did not dance the red sleeve dance today, but changed the enthusiastic style of the past and danced a soft dance.

And the song is the last song made with Pranya winning the Oiran.

Qin Sheng laughed and said continuously: "Interesting and interesting. ”

"Why did the young master say that?" Cardamom looked puzzled.

"It's ambitious." Qin Sheng poured a glass of wine as he spoke.

"Brother, like ambitious women?"

A warm voice came from next door, interjecting into their conversation.

"A woman can be both rigid and soft, both water and ice. I like any woman. ”

Qin Sheng's face, I am a, what can you do to me.

As soon as a voice came out of the next room, it was drowned out by the cries of the people downstairs.

There was a burst of cheers, and Qin Sheng went downstairs to see that Praruo had entered.

Pranya didn't bring her piano this time, and it is said that Pranya's piano also has a background.

It is rumored outside that this piano was given by Prajna's sweetheart, but I don't know who my sweetheart is.

If this time it was a dance, there was an uproar in the audience.

You must know that Prajna has never danced, and he has never even seen a small writhing.

This time, Pranyo really whetted everyone's appetite.

Prajna is dressed in white, with a red Huadian character on his forehead, his hair is simply tied up, and the whole person looks gentle and gentle.

The music is a super fast-paced song, which is different from the soft dance that everyone envisioned at the beginning, and the whole dance seems to be powerful and explosive.

The people in the audience came back to their senses and hurriedly threw the little daisies in their hands on the stage, and after a while, the platform in front of them was full of small daisies.

Qin Sheng got up and clapped his hands, and had to sigh that Praruo's dance this time was really high.

As the voices of appreciation came from all around, a different remark came into Qin Sheng's ears.

"Have you heard? I heard that the sweetheart of the Seventh Prince is Prajna. ”

"Isn't the Seventh Prince just married?"

"Don't you know? The whole capital knew that the first thing the Seventh Prince did when he came back was to go to the Prajna room and take it for seven days! ”

"Oh my boy, I haven't been home during this time."

"Why are you like entering the city for the first time, come and tell you about it......"

Qin Sheng felt very wonderful when he heard this remark, the Seventh Prince in other people's mouths was her husband, but the things he talked about were related to her and had nothing to do with her.

Qin Sheng was even wondering if he could use this to quarrel with the Seventh Prince, just like a shrew, crying, making trouble and hanging himself, would the Seventh Prince give him a letter of resignation, and he could go to see the great rivers and mountains.

The mother of the Aromatic Pavilion walked from upstairs to the front of the stage with a bunch of small daisies in her hand, and said loudly, this is the seventh prince who bought all the extra little daisies from the other people present.