Sometimes, people are pushed forward by the times; Sometimes, the situation also changes according to people.

Song Yi, who was blindfolded by blood in the sun, couldn't see the prosperity of Bianzhou City at this moment, as well as the excitement of the Oiran Competition.

The painting boat is like a high platform, and the red card is like a famous actor. People with status watch the play on stage, but people with a slightly lower status can only watch from a distance on the riverbank, shouting and cheering, poor and happy.

Different horizons determine different heights

Yu Guduo is actually very good in figure and appearance, she is a leader in this Bianzhou City, when Du Qingyan was not yet popular, she was already the red card of Mingyue Tower; And after Du Qingyan left, she deservedly became the top brand of Mingyue Tower.

Jade Guduo twisted her flexible waist on the painting boat, her body swaying like a willow in the wind, her wide sleeves fluttering, and she danced to the sound of the piano.

When he raised his head, he was wrapped under his shirt and stood proudly with his breasts; When bending and waving his sleeves, the waist is bent steeply, like a soft and bent willow branch; The plump buttocks under the gaudy skirt are twisted all the time, and they are charming but not flattering.

Among the aristocratic scholars who watched, Jiang Cheng shook his head slightly, as if he was overwhelmed by the dance of the jade bone duo, fell into the rhythm of the qin, and said to Wang Su beside him with a slightly confused look, "Brother Wang, what do you think of this jade bone duo girl in Mingyue Tower?" ”

"Compared with the woman named Zhu Xiaoxiao in the previous flower shop, she is a little less soft and a little more charming." Wang Su, who was dressed as a man, said lightly after groaning.

is still dressed as before, or the same partner, Wang Su always feels a little less comfortable sitting here!

Just after Wang Su finished commenting, the jade bone duo of the Na Yan dance on the stage had already finished dancing a song, and the sound of the piano stopped just right. Before Jade Guduo retreated backstage after the ceremony, the poor scholars and civilians under the painting boat roared loudly, and for a while some people threw wild flowers and other things they had collected on the painting boat, and some even threw their own clothes.

But no matter how loud their voices were, they couldn't determine the ranking of Jade Bone Flower in this Oiran Contest. Because the people who can decide are sitting in the guest seats on the boat. Among them, including a few people in the circle of Jiangcheng, in fact, they also have the right to comment, and finally decide the qualifications for the title of Oiran in Bianzhou City, in the position of the most zhongyāng in the guest seat, an old man with white hair, that is the real name of the country after retiring from the Guozi Prison, Confucianism, Shen Zhinan.

After the jade bone duo finished jumping, some notes passed from the crowd one after another and handed them to Shen Zhinan's position, and finally handed it over to him and the other two senior Confucian scholars of Bianzhou City beside him to decide.

At this time, the next person walked out of the background. As soon as this person came out, the entire venue was in an uproar, and even many people in the guest seats from various circles on the painting boat also moved, and Shen Zhinan had to speak to suppress the noise slightly.

Wang Su also sighed slightly and said to Jiang Cheng beside him, "In terms of posture and elegance, she is actually slightly better than Du Qingyan I have seen." I don't know what the end result is."

"I support Master Ning!" Jiang Cheng said to Wang Su with a meaningful smile, emphasizing his position, not caring at all whether Wang Su would think that he was sitting on the comment table with biased thoughts.

On the stage, Huang Ying was still wearing a plain long skirt, which seemed to be slightly painted with light makeup, and the whole person seemed to be a little more fragrant, but there was a layer of faint smoke between her eyebrows.

After saluting everyone, Huang Ying sat in front of the guqin in person.

Everyone on the field began to calm down, waiting for her performance.

The sound of ding dong sounded suddenly like a clear spring around the hollow valley, and then there was a gurgling small bridge and flowing water, and the beautiful fingers of the yellow warbler stirred the strings, which instantly brought people into an ethereal atmosphere, at this time the yellow warbler opened her cherry red mouth, and from her mouth floated out a light sound like a hollow valley yellow warbler.

"Silently go to the west building alone and the moon is like a hook!"

Sakura's lips opened slightly, and as soon as the voice came out, she was shocked!

"The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks the Qingqiu scissors constantly, and the reason is still messy, which is sorrowful"

Huang Ying's voice is really wonderful, especially at this moment, there is a faint soft and sad feeling between her eyebrows, which makes people instantly feel a desolate and sad feeling in their hearts.

Wang Su's eyes lit up instantly, he opened his lips, and only after a moment did he murmur, "She actually sang the words written by Song Yi to participate in the Oiran Competition!" ”

Jiang Cheng was also slightly surprised, this song "Cry in the Dark Night" had already spread all over Bianzhou, accompanied by Song Yi's name, but because of the later announcement of the bloody case in the whole city, the scholars and people in the entire Bianzhou City were actually caught in a kind of busy speculation about Song Yi, and they couldn't tell what kind of person it was.

But at this moment, it seems that through Huang Ying's wonderful voice and this wonderful song, everyone has been pulled back to their admiration for Song Yi. At any time, talented people can always dump a lot of people, let alone under the rendering of such a natural sound as Huang Ying.

"Huang Ying sings really good words"

"I feel like crying"

"Is this poem really made by that murderer?"

In the crowd, some people couldn't help but whisper. Under the backstage, Master Ning, who was dressed in a suit that showed a small piece of his waist, listened to the wonderful sound that came to his ears, and his expression was complicated

The Oiran Contest in Bianzhou City seems to have entered the most colorful moment; Thirty miles outside the city of Bianzhou, a group of people from the government inquired about the news of one person along the way under the leadership of Liu Yanyuan; And in the Aoki Village, eighty miles west of this wave of people, a bloody battle is taking place at this moment.

The wind and smoke drifted, the sound of fighting soared into the sky, blood splashed from time to time, and there were screams

Song Yi's eyes were blindfolded by blood, and a bandit from Aoki Village took advantage of this opportunity to raise the machete in his hand and slash down at Song Yi's shoulder, and Song Yi shook his head, reached out and touched the blood on his face, about to regain his sight, not knowing that the blade was close at hand.

In the moment Song Yi saw it, the blade had arrived! Song Yi gritted his teeth in shock, closed his eyes, and smashed it with a punch.

"Huh"

At this time, Song Yi only felt a hot stinging pain coming from his ears, as if something was scraping past his ears, and then he heard the sound of a gold and iron clash of 'Zheng' ringing in his ears, which shook his eardrums.

For a moment, there was no pain from the blade entering the flesh, and Song Yi swung out the punch that returned blood to blood and landed in the air. When I opened my eyes in surprise, I realized that the man who was swinging the knife to cut him was staggering backwards.

Song Yidun raised his knife and slashed down with his hand.

Burst! The sound of a blunt knife entering the flesh came instantly, and after Song Yi slashed this person, he kicked this person out of the air with a heavy kick by the way, and then pulled out the knife and looked behind him.

The flying sword girl stood not far away, and raised her willow eyebrows proudly towards Song Yi, and her immature face seemed to have a look written on her immature face, You owe me my life.

Song Yi arched his hand towards her, showing a grateful expression, and then turned to kill the remaining bandits.

At the foot of the mountain, Niu Erhu was guarding Tang Feng in wonder, and suddenly saw the wind and smoke on the hill, touched his funny head and muttered, "What's the situation up there, why is there such a big fire and smoke?"

"Hmm" Tang Feng, the little boy of the Tang Mansion who was blocked from his mouth, seemed to want to say something, but because he was sealed, he could only make such a sound.

"You want to talk? But Song Gongzi didn't let the Sprinkle family let you go, only let the Sprinkle family watch you closely! Niu Erhu said to Tang Feng.

"Woo woo woo" Tang Feng snorted at Niu Erhu again.

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"Hmm"

"Damn uncle, I'll see what you have to say! Anyway, Song Gongzi didn't say that he wouldn't let you speak. Niu Erhu struggled for a moment, then patted his funny head, walked over and uncovered the cloth in Tang Feng's mouth.

Tang Feng gasped violently, and then said loudly, "You arrested me just to coerce my father to suppress the bandits, if you let me go, I will definitely help you!" ”

"I don't believe you," Niu Erhu said firmly, stiffening his neck.

"Really! Look at the smoke billowing on the mountain, at this time there must be a big change in Qingmu Village, if no one goes to help your Song Gongzi at this time, he may be bad, at this time if I ask my father's people to help him, I will definitely be able to help him! Tang Feng, the little boy of the Tang Mansion, widened his eyes and said seriously.

When Niu Erhu heard Tang Feng's words, he began to hesitate.

At this moment, the chaotic area of Aoki Village began to gradually shrink, and the frightened horses had already scattered in all directions. Those who resisted and escaped, a small number of dead and wounded, most of them took advantage of the chaos to run down the mountain, and Ran Donglai led a group of core gangsters in Aoki Village, and began to integrate dozens of people to clean up the messy situation under the firelight.

Song Yi and the Flying Sword Girl had just cooperated with a few young men who had been captured by the bandits in Qingmu Village to level a small group of bandits

Only then did a slight smile appear on the expressions of the two, and several other people also began to laugh loudly, and suddenly felt a majestic murderous aura sweeping towards this side. Turning his head to look, dozens of heads and dozens of murderous bandits, holding murderous weapons in their hands, surrounded Song Yi and a few others.

Song Yi felt that the air under the sun was suddenly cold.

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