This big prince doesn't seem to be simple, and the city is very deep.

Shen Ao suddenly felt that Zhao Heng, the Qinzong in history, was not a cowardly and inactive person, and from his series of methods, it could be seen that his great wisdom was foolish.

There is no shortage of princes who think they are smart and proud, but most of them have been crushed into scum by the wheels of history, and this Zhao Heng, who is not liked by the officials, has no power in the harem, and carries the name of the eldest son of the emperor, as if he is sitting on a volcano and roasting, if he is not careful, he may die in Huangquan.

If you want to fight for the throne, you must first be able to pretend to be a grandson, obviously angry at the supreme position, but you must pretend to be indifferent to fame and fortune, not only to pretend, but also to pretend to be believed; While making people believe, they must also be able to please and sell well!

Obviously, this Zhao brother is very good at playing this hand!

But this kind of thing has nothing to do with Shen Ao, Shen Ao lowered his head and took a sip of tea, his eyes fell on Feng'er who was covered with a light veil, and said to Feng'er with a smile: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, when the time comes, just sing the song according to my method." ”

He bowed his head and said in a low voice: "Childe, I know, I must do what you ask." ”

Good boy! Shen Ao had a good impression of Feng'er, his eyes glanced secretly, but he saw Zhou Ruo shaking the fan to pin her pretty face, and happened to see that there were looming ear piercings on her ears, Shen Ao smiled and said: "Cousin, you are very unsuccessful in pretending to be a man, others will know that you are a young lady when they see it, don't shake this fan, no matter how you shake it, you will still be a beauty." ”

Zhou Ruo snorted coldly, glanced at Shen Ao, and said silently in his heart: "How am I, do you want to take care of it?" But he didn't talk to Shen Ao, only frowning slightly.

Shen Ao touched the nail, so he had to sit with his eyes closed and nourish his spirit.

After noon, the day gradually turned west, the sky darkened, and the faint light was not enough to illuminate the ear chamber, but fortunately, the little servants thought thoughtfully, lit a few candles, and the ear chamber gradually became bright again.

There were already many spectators seated in the hall, Shen Ao pushed open the windowsill of the ear room, and looked down from here, the hall was crowded with people, making various noisy noises one after another in the swaying light.

Looking to the right from here, a platform has been built at the top of the main hall, and there is a high platform paved with a layer of red cloth up the stairs.

Shen Ao looked at the crowd and found a lot of young people wearing Confucian shirts of prison students, shouting at their companions and classmates one after another, but the students who learned too much clothing were very few, Shen Ao snickered in his heart, most of the prisoners' families were not bad, and the entrance fee of ten yuan was nothing, as for the students, it was different, except for a few rich families, most of the rest were born in poverty, not to mention entering the market, but they didn't even have a chance to see a cat.

The prisoners are all new forces that support Hao'er, and with them, Shen Ao has a greater grasp.

After a while, Wu San'er hurriedly walked over and said to Shen Ao: "Brother Shen, I just went to draw lots on behalf of Miss Hao'er, and Miss Feng'er's appearance was at the end. ”

Shen Ao sighed and asked him, "Is it better to appear at the end, or at the front?" ”

Wu San'er just ran before and after, but he inquired about a lot of rules, and said: "Naturally, it's better to be in the front, Brother Shen, you think, each spectator can only receive one hydrangea when they enter the venue, if the girls who are performing in the front are outstanding, their brains are hot, won't this hydrangea be thrown out?" In the end, no matter how amazing Feng'er is, even if they want to support Feng'er, they are afraid that there will be no hydrangea in their hands to throw. ”

Shen Ao slapped the window edge and said firmly: "Don't be frustrated, it's interesting to seek victory in adversity, rest assured, this time we will win." He was afraid that Wu San'er's words would affect Feng'er, who was on stage for the first time after all, and was not as good as other old fritters.

Zhou Heng didn't know what was going on, and said with some trepidation: "Cousin, can we really win?" It is said that this time Miss Zhen Zhen is going to sing a new song here, and with her strength, she may ...... I'm afraid it's not easy for us to win! ”

Shen Ao just glanced at him, and then pursed his lips and said nothing.

By the time it was time to decommit, the spectators had already taken their seats, and there were as many as a thousand people, and the wall lamps and lanterns hanging on the walls and beams illuminated the venue in white, and many of the spectators had begun to boo impatiently, urging the girls to hurry up on the stage.

Shen Ao was also a little anxious at the moment, although he said a lot, but before the winner was decided, no one knew what would happen, although the prisoner was the iron ticket of Feng'er, but no one knew if these guys with the brains of the sperm worms would have a hot brain and throw the hydrangea out first.

Although he was anxious, his face was calm, and he finally brought some relief to a few people around him!

Shen Ao looked back, and happened to find that Zhou Ruo's eyes inadvertently fell on his body, Miss Zhou's skin under the light was brighter than snow, her eyes were like a pool of clear water, the coldness was slightly less, like the snow melting on an iceberg, although it was cold, it was a little softer.

With the sound of a gong, Shen Ao didn't have time to guess Zhou Ruo's thoughts, when he heard someone raise his voice and say, "Everyone, be quiet, the Oiran Contest, start now." ”

As soon as this person's voice fell, the audience was solemn, even Shen Ao in the ear room and several people also came to the window, looking at the high platform, eager to wait for the beautiful woman who was about to appear to come out.

In the rising lights, the needles in the hall can be heard, countless people stretched their necks, a figure gradually appeared, step by step, not slowly, the dust raised has not yet landed, the second step has not fallen, at this moment, everyone's heartbeat has gradually accelerated, heavy gasps come and go, in front of everyone's eyes, a figure from behind the scenes to the foreground.

Depend on! Shen Ao scolded in his heart, what appeared on the high platform was not a fairy-like beauty, but the beard and hair were white, and the old dragon bell Xu Wei, the waiter of the Xu Qianli Department.

There were boos in the stands, and everyone had the heart to hang themselves, waiting for thousands of times, but what was waiting for such a bad old man, the disappointment can be imagined.

Xu Wei made a straight face, turned a deaf ear to the boos from the audience, arched his hands step by step, and coughed desperately a few times, as if he was going to cough up blood; In fact, he coughed up blood and poured it, so he quickly asked someone to carry it down, called the beauties to come to the stage, and spent ten times to come in to see the beauties, who wants to see this old face.

After coughing, Xu Wei suddenly became energetic, and held back for a long time before saying, "Please Miss Bijun of Qingfeng Pavilion to come to the stage." ”

After Xu Wei finished speaking, he finally left, and everyone exhaled, the old man's legs and feet were too unfavorable, and he didn't know how many beautiful moments he had delayed.

Immediately, a woman came in curl, she bent her waist in a slight step, and her wrist was in a light veil; The eyes are full of spring water, and the jasper dragon and phoenix hairpin is obliquely inserted on the head; Xiu Jingyan is more delicate than flowers, pointing to the root of the onion such as containing Zhu Dan, a smile and a smile touching the soul; Between the left and right, many people are already crispy.

Miss Bijun sat on the low stool on the high platform, under the eyes of everyone, she was a little shy, and only listened to her softly: "The slave family presents a song for all the adults and sons, please give me advice." The voice was so sweet that someone brought in the piano and played for her.

Bijun raised his eyebrows, then opened the cherry mouth and began to sing, what she sang, is just the most common song in the market, about a scholar fell in love with a young lady in a green building, the story of the two love and grinding, this story is very ambiguous, many people have listened to it more than 100 times, but from the mouth of Bijun singing, but there is a different flavor, the viewers only feel that they have become the scholar, the wall Jun has become the scholar's friend, in the eyebrows, teasing each other to show love.

Wu San'er's eyes were sharp, and he whispered to Shen Ao: "Brother Shen, this Miss Bijun is the most outstanding girl in Qingfeng Pavilion, and she is also very famous in Bianjing City, she is naturally far worse than Miss Zhenzhen, but her strength should not be underestimated. ”

Shen Ao nodded, pursed his lips and smiled, and continued to listen to Miss Nabijun's music.

After singing the song, everyone came back to their senses and applauded, and the wall gentleman stood up and said sweetly: "Thank you for your love." ”

Suddenly, many hydrangeas were thrown to the high platform, there were hundreds of them, and the wall was also a very popular figure, and as soon as he came to the stage, he won the favor of many people.

However, most people are still more sensible, pinching the hydrangea, but not throwing, in fact, although the last person to appear has a disadvantage, but the first person to appear, can not please anything; The competition has just begun, and many people are still hesitating, so they naturally refuse to throw the hydrangea easily.

Waiting for the wall Jun to smoke step by step, there are a lot of agile little guys on and off the stage to clean up the hydrangeas on the ground, after half a pillar of incense kung fu, the results of the statistics came out, the wall Jun got as many as one hundred and twenty hydrangeas, such a result, is extremely remarkable.

Shen Ao estimated in his heart that all the spectators combined, I am afraid that there are only more than 1,000 people, 120 hydrangeas, and at least 20% of the hope of winning the championship. However, the current variables are still very large, and the red card girls in each of the Golan Qinglou should not be underestimated, and in the end, I am afraid that the title of Oiran will fall into whose family, it is not easy to conclude now.

Then, a few more ladies came on stage, or enchanting, or quiet and generous, or shy, some singing, some playing the piano, and some dancing, which suddenly pushed the atmosphere to **, but although the next few ladies were all good, the hydrangea did not get much.

Shen Ao predicted in his heart that the highest voice of the spectators now was only afraid of Zhen Zhen and Feng Er, and what he was most worried about now was that Zhen Zhen would take the lead and take the lead in sucking away all the hydrangeas!

At this moment, someone sang loudly: "I invite Miss Zhen Zhen to perform." Shen Ao's palms suddenly pinched into a cold sweat.