Chapter 12: Not Alone
Bai Xiaoli got off the field.
Xu Fenglian sat down with her long legs crossed, ** Xu Jingwu's weak and boneless slender hands, so intimate in front of the public, she could feel that this eldest lady of the Xu family was always not so natural, but she enjoyed the feeling of wanting to refuse and welcome. There is a saying that she still holds the pipa and half-covers her face, which is such a beauty, and conquering it can make her feel a sense of accomplishment. If it were in the previous life, she wouldn't understand what such a grinding mirror like scratching her boots was, in addition to looking pleasing to the eye. But now I understand more and more that the so-called righteous way of humanity is more traditional and stubborn, and the more pleasure it will be to break through.
Although she can't be a man, she is still very satisfied with this life.
Buttocks, breast enlargement, long legs, absolutely beautiful and delicate.
She didn't fall either.
Left and right, the beauty is like a cloud, and the throne can be expected.
But Xu Fenglian is not satisfied with this, she wants more, more.
Her gaze never left Bai Xiaoli.
Xu Jingwu pursed her cherry lips and said softly: "If this Oiran wants to stand out in this Wanghai Banquet and make Yushan Academy fall in love, I'm afraid it will be difficult." A talented woman is indeed a talented woman, and even I am envious of her peerless temperament when playing the piano, but unfortunately her luck is not good. The threshold of the academy is so high, it is almost the same as the three holy places of Tianyun, and this year coincides with the gathering of geniuses, and it is bound to rise again, and the white girl is afraid that it will be difficult. ”
Xu Fenglian said: "So I want to give her a letter of recommendation." Yushan Academy doesn't want it, it has its own Luohe Academy of the Great Zhou Dynasty to take it in. ”
Xu Jingwu said: "Su Zhuo seems to have a good relationship with her, and as a relative of Emperor Su Zhuo, it is not impossible to send her to the Dao Palace of the Yonghui Dynasty." ”
Xu Fenglian shook her head and said, "No." ”
Although they had only met twice in a hurry, and had not really said a few words, she could be sure of this.
There are more princes and nobles in the Dao Palace Academy of the five dynasties than other sects, and the relationship is more complicated, although the name of Changle Hou is relatively loud, but it is not really respected, and only God knows how much his face can be worth, even if Bai Xiaoli really goes to the Dao Palace, she is likely to become the plaything of a powerful person in the Yonghui Dynasty without any backing.
Su Zhuo is a person who can endure until now, and he will not be so stupid.
Xu Jingwu was stunned for a moment, then understood, and chuckled: "In this case, unless this famous Oiran of Lingjiang can meet the big man of the academy who is "half a jade town pattern, peach and plum two or three full of rivers and mountains", and let him take a fancy to him, otherwise as long as she is still unwilling, she can only turn to you for help." ”
Xu Fenglian smiled and said, "I heard that the big man also arrived at Shengyue Mountain, but no one has really seen him, not to mention that the big man has only met five people in the past two hundred years, each of which is a natural asset, although Bai Xiaoli is good, but it is still a lot worse than a real genius." ”
Even if it is himself, he does not have full confidence to make this person match.
She thought to herself.
Xu Jingwu said: "It seems that she only has one way left." ”
In the sight, after Bai Xiaoli left the scene, he talked to Su Zhuo on the seat.
Even if he was uneasy in his heart, when he looked at the young man, his eyes were still shining.
A touch of gloom flashed in Xu Fenglian's eyes, she stood up, and said softly: "I remember that there is a person in the Luohe Academy Palace who has always wanted to see me, and I heard that he is more maverick than me. ”
Xu Jingwu stood up with him, thought for a while, and his expression became a little weird, "Are you referring to Nangong Buye?"
"Yes, that's him. ”
Xu Jingwu smiled bitterly: "He is indeed a character, he is only twenty years old, he is already in the lower realm of Lingqiao, since he shined at the Yuqing meeting, he has become even more famous, and at the same time, countless criticisms and praises have fallen on him. ”
"Nangong Buye is still an alchemist, but the reason why he has suffered so much criticism is because he has refined a strange elixir called Xuanyi Dan. He is a rare male and female appearance, born very soft, male and female, after taking this Xuan Yin Dan, his complexion has become fairer and smoother, and his voice is also melodious. After wearing the thin silk shirt, she can even afford the four characters of the national color and Tianxiang, the delicate beauty of the jade spirit, and the charm of the temperament, which makes many female cultivators in the Luohe Academy Palace envious. ”
Xu Fenglian sneered slightly: "A pseudo-mother." ”
Xu Jingwu was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, and sighed softly: "It's still the county lord, and he can come up with such an accurate statement as a pseudo-mother in the blink of an eye." This Nangong Buye is not interested in ordinary women, but he has a soft spot for you, saying that it is your heroism that makes him unable to extricate himself, and he also believes that you and him are a match made in heaven. He moved many children of the family with the sentence "Heaven is not old, I will not give up", even if he knew that he was not a real woman, but he couldn't help but feel pity and wanted to do that Longyang thing with him. But Nangong Buye is all about you, by the way, I heard that there is a portrait of you in his study, and it is said that you have to look at it every day to meditate and cultivate. ”
The sky is not old, I will not give up?
Xu Fenglian showed a smile, "Since he wants to see me so much, I will let him get his wish." ”
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This year's Wanghai Banquet is indeed far better than in previous years, there are many very good seedlings, many sects have already competed openly and secretly, and those emerging geniuses may have seen many representatives of the sects who came to lobby.
Of course, an existence like Yushan Academy, which is almost on par with the Holy Land, is also very proud in his bones, and at least it will not reveal some imagery until the third day of the Wanghai Banquet.
The maid who had a relationship with Su Zhuo at the Wanghai Chamber of Commerce sighed: "This time is really lively, although I haven't seen the Wanghai Banquet thirty years ago, but I think it's slightly inferior to this time." ”
Her name is Huang Yiyi, because she is clever and sensible, so Wang Xiyue often picks her up when she walks around.
Being able to have Wang Xiyue with her is a happier thing for her than a salary increase.
The king's shopkeeper seemed shrewd and majestic, but once he got acquainted with her, he found that she was a gentle and interesting person in private.
If someone below makes a big deal, she will also celebrate it with a feast, which she calls a "celebration feast." In the past, the shopkeeper rarely asked them about these subordinates, but Wang Xiyue was different, she regarded everyone as her own, she still remembered that more than half a year ago, Wang Xiyue's inadvertent word of concern, on the spot, made the old servant who had worked hard in the Chamber of Commerce for more than 20 years feel hot, and suddenly the old tears were rampant, and he almost didn't kneel down to thank him.
Wang Xiyue smiled slightly, looked at the four arts performances on the stage, and said softly: "This year is indeed interesting. ”
Her gaze was slightly dazed, although twenty years had passed, the prosperous mansion of her previous life seemed to have just happened yesterday.
Huang Yiyi remembered something, and her voice was a little excited, "Don't you all say that Changle Hou has superb painting skills, even the shopkeeper said that it was good, but I don't know if he can get the favor of Yushan Academy if he comes to power?"
Wang Xiyue just smiled when she heard this.
Huang Yiyi looked at her delicate and flawless side face and whispered, "I don't know why...... The slave always feels like the shopkeeper is a little lonely?"
"Loneliness?"
Wang Xiyue was slightly stunned.
At this time, a monk from the Wanghai Chamber of Commerce came to his side, whispered a few words in Wang Xiyue's ear, and handed her a volume of documents, and then retreated.
She flipped through a few pages at random, smiled meaningfully, and said softly, "There are so many interesting people, you won't be lonely." ”
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As the sky gets late, the battle of the four arts has also come to an end, and by this time tomorrow, those mortals who stand out will already be able to see who the scattered cultivation will be.
Since the end of the battle for piano skills, Princess Masaya has met several lobbyists from different sects, this royal princess has not only shown amazing talent in piano skills, but also in cultivation, people like her who have a good heart and talent are often the object of competition. Therefore, Yuehua Palace also took a great interest in her, promised a lot of benefits, and showed a posture of wanting to compete with Yushan Academy.
And Yushan Academy has always been ancient without waves.
Princess Masaya was not in a hurry to agree to either side, she just waited for the price and sold, and seemed to be ready to wait until the last day to make a decision.
However, Bai Xiaoli from Yonghui Lingjiang was not cared for.
Such a contrast is embarrassing.
At the end of the show, Yu Xiyan, who heard that he had been favored by the masters of the academy, walked past Bai Xiaoli, yawned lightly, and sighed as if intentionally or unintentionally: "What's the use of just having a beautiful face? ”
Bai Xiaoli's face turned slightly white.
Noticing that Su Zhuo looked over, she squeezed out a smile and said, "The academy is the last to express its position, so where is this." ”
Su Zhuo suddenly asked, "Do you regret it?"
Bai Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, bit her red lip, and muttered, "If you do it again, I will do the same." ”
Three years ago, at the beginning of the Wanghai Banquet, the servant who raised her from childhood to adulthood died of illness, and no one paid attention to a dead person, it was Bai Xiaoli who buried her and guarded her for three days.
For this reason, she missed the Wanghai banquet three years ago.
Bai Xiaoli said softly: "I am an abandoned baby, she adopted me and raised me with breast milk. For a servant, in addition to the face, the most important thing is that place. She has been getting thinner and thinner in order to raise me, but she has not cared about the gains and losses, so why should I give up a little for her?"
Su Zhuo nodded and said, "Okay." ”
On the third day of the Wanghai Banquet, Su Zhuo asked Zhang Xingyuan to go to the banquet first.
As for himself, he went alone to the depths of the jungle.