In a short period of time, after the introduction of Qingji and others, the three of Qingming have learned about the identity and status of this Diyan girl. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It turned out that she found the old bustard of Ningxiang Courtyard a year ago, and when the old bustard saw this self-recommended girl, she was shocked, and even accepted the girl's conditions.

Ningxiangyuan almost didn't use any special means to support her, Diyan soon became the top brand in the courtyard, her appearance also helped Ningxiangyuan quickly gather popularity, stand out in the crowd of green buildings, many people came to Ningxiangyuan, just to when happened to be able to take a look at her.

The conditions put forward by the girl are very harsh and strange, she only receives two guests a month, one is willing to pay a lot of money, and at the same time she can see it, and the other is a monthly hydrangea throwing celebration, the girl will choose a man she likes, and the chosen person can spend the night with her for free that day.

Free to spend a good night with the most popular top brand in the city, there are such beautiful things in the world, which naturally provokes the men up and down the big subject country to itch in their hearts, so, every month to throw hydrangea celebration, Ningxiang Yuan is crowded with people, some people, the first night to wait in line outside the courtyard gate, I am afraid that I will be late, and the family will not let in.

When Qing Ming and the others arrived, it stands to reason that Ning Xiang Yuan was no longer allowed to enter, it was the old bustard who saw the face of Qing Ji, and didn't want to lose a big customer, nor did he want to offend the princes and high-ranking officials with deep backgrounds, so he made an exception and let them in, and arranged seats for them.

At this time, the drum beat began to have a drum beat, the rhythm was bright and the sound was loud, obviously a warm-up before the big man appeared.

Sure enough, surrounded by a group of young women in colorful gauze skirts, a woman in her twenties appeared on the stage, walked out of the central private room on the second floor, came to the railing, and looked out from the distance by the railing, looking out among the people in the hall.

The hall suddenly fell silent, and all eyes brushed to the railing on the second floor, and one by one their mouths opened wide, and some of the vulgar people drooled greedily.

I saw that the woman was wearing a wrapping tight rose red silk skirt, each part of the skirt was strictly tailored according to her figure, the close-fitting rose red, showing the woman's ultimate figure, exquisite curves, fragrant shoulders and thin waist can be held, a pair of slender legs, straight and feminine.

On the one hand, the tulle covers her face, mysterious and curious, and on the other hand, the transparent cloak makes the rose-red tight skirt looming, making her beautiful figure more charming and full of temptation.

The old bustard had already returned to the high platform at the front of the hall, and looked back at the pretty lady on the second floor, the woman nodded lightly in the tulle, just this head, her posture was soft, and she couldn't help but want to get close to her and cherish her.

The old bustard got the signal, turned to everyone and said, "Our Diyan girl has come out!

She was full of spring breeze and proudly declared: "Don't worry, everyone, according to the old rules! Everyone stays where they are, and the girl will choose! If she chooses, she will throw the hydrangea down, and the old man who gets the hydrangea is the guest of our Ningxiang Courtyard tonight!"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was some commotion in the crowd, some people were ready to compete for the hydrangea, some people who had never seen the girl's appearance turned their heads to ear, guessing how amazing Diyan's beauty was, and some people who had seen it were complacent, and that posture was more proud than seeing the king of heaven.

Qingji is the proud one, he once spent a lot of money to have dinner with the Diyan girl, and also participated in the hydrangea throwing celebration, but he was never selected.

Long Xing has been completely dizzy, he just saw a fairy sister on the street, and now there is a stunning beauty in front of him, although he can't see the other party's appearance clearly, but just by looking at the figure, he knows that it must be the national color and heavenly fragrance!

Qingming and Dusheng were a little calm, but the two of them had their own thoughts.

Du Sheng thought that if he happened to be selected by Miss Diyan, he must escort King Ming back to the palace first, and then come to Ningxiang Courtyard, no matter what, he couldn't delay the important matter of defending King Ming.

Of course, Qing Ming was curious about the appearance of the woman on the second floor, and at the same time, he secretly made comparisons, feeling that this woman was a person in the Qinglou after all, needless to say, she had a good figure, but her clothes inevitably fell into clichés, and it was not as good as the woman in the street carriage just now, fresh and refined, and immortal.

Although my fair lady and gentleman are good, Qing Ming didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, so he shrank his body slightly, wishing to hide himself in the pile of people around him and drown.

At this time, the old bustard beckoned: "Don't be impatient, everyone, the girl is being selected, please wait patiently!"

"Whether you choose it or not, when the celebration is over, let her lift the cover and let the big guy see! What does it look like?" shouted an impatient man in the crowd.

The corners of the old bustard's mouth raised, and he laughed: "This master is a newcomer! Old rules! After choosing a distinguished guest, our girl will take a short rest in the central private room on the second floor! If some guests want to see the beauty, ten taels of gold, hand it over to the old lady, you can see the girl's face from the crack in the door, and each guest can stay for ten seconds!"

There was another commotion in the audience.

Some people muttered: "Ten taels of gold look at it for ten seconds! Is it worth it?"

Some people proudly replied: "It's definitely worth the money!

At this moment, the girl Diyan, who had been standing on the second floor and watching coldly, beckoned to the old bustard, and the hall suddenly quieted down again, and everyone thought that the girl had been picked, so everyone held their breath and looked forward to the next major play.

The old bustard ran up to the second floor, leaned over, put her ear in front of the girl, only to see the girl whispered a few words, and then stood quietly, Qianqianyu's hand gently put back in front of her lower abdomen, she gestured, all full of charm.

The old bustard who returned to the high platform of the hall cleared his throat and said in a flattering voice: "Oh, my lord! Let's throw the hydrangea to celebrate, there is a word in advance, the main thing is that the girl has to choose the right Langjun! As for whether the hydrangea is thrown or not, it doesn't matter! The girl just said that she has taken a fancy to a son, in case the hydrangea is thrown in the wrong direction, I am afraid that the son will not be able to catch it!"

"Huh, which son?"

"To throw it or not to throw it?"

There was a noise in the hall.

The old bustard coughed a few times, raised her voice and shouted: "According to the girl, I won't throw it today! The girl will come down in person and hand the hydrangea to the child!"

In order to avoid the crowd being restless, she continued to soothe: "Don't worry if you haven't been selected! Our hydrangea throwing celebration will still be held next month! You can also come and make a bid with me, if you are willing to spend a lot of money, you don't have to participate in the monthly audition!"

The men are huddled together, and they all know that this is fair competition, and whether they can be favored by the girls or not depends on their own charm! People are free, what more can you ask for? So, no one has anything to say.

Next, I was looking forward to it, I didn't know that the boy was so lucky that he could make the girl value the girl, and he had to bend downstairs to deliver the hydrangea by himself for him.

Under the gaze of everyone, the Diyan girl is like a star in the spotlight, all the ways down, like a weak willow supporting the wind, like a spring flower swaying, Qianqian's ten fingers are holding a palm-sized hydrangea, red and yellow, looking jubilant.

When they got closer, everyone gathered their eyes, wanting to see the girl's look through the tulle, but the white gauze was obviously translucent, but it couldn't be seen, and they could only vaguely see a pair of big flashing eyes and a cute little nose bridge!

Although everyone wants to get close to the girl, when she really comes to her side, she comes with a strange fragrance, just like the freshness of the rain lotus in summer, exhaling like an orchid, obviously a Qinglou woman, but it makes people admire, and subconsciously retreat to open the way, making way for her.

After a while, Di Yan stopped, raised her hands lightly, held the colorful hydrangea, and handed it out, she didn't say a word, and waited quietly.

Everyone's eyes brushed over, looking at the lucky person who was chosen by the Diyan girl, and their eyes were about to erupt with fire.

It was none other than the girl who was taken by her, it was Qing Ming, who was dressed in a brocade robe, with willow eyebrows and starry eyes, slightly pursed lips, and a handsome face.

Now he has become the focus of the hall, and he has also become the target of the rest of the men's hearts except for Qingji and other companions, especially when everyone sees him stunned, he is really angry, if it weren't for the girl here, I can't wait to rush up and beat him up.

Looking at the hydrangea that had been handed to him, Qing Ming didn't dare to reach out to take it, Di Yan just stretched out her arms straight like that, without flinching.

The air around him gradually froze, and the atmosphere became more and more awkward.

At this moment, Qing Ji couldn't sit still, grabbed the hydrangea from the girl's hand, stuffed it into Qing Ming's arms, and said with a smile: "What are you doing in a daze!

As soon as she saw that the hydrangea was in Qing Ming's hand, Di Yan bowed, gave a salute, and then turned around and left without looking back, and returned to the central private room on the second floor.

Wataru quickly stood up and came behind Qing Ming to protect him, in case someone who was not convinced came forward to challenge.

He didn't forget to joke: "The son is outstanding and deserves his name!"

Qing Ming glared at him and said, "General, why are you also coaxing! You don't know that Yun Li and I don't have that...... Alas!"

Wataru Sheng said with a smile: "Actually, Childe doesn't have to be so nervous! A girl, what can he do to you? You will go in and chat with people, as for the rest, isn't it all yourself? In such a crowd, if you don't pick up the hydrangea, you really can't say it!"

Long Xing smiled: "That's it, people are earnest, I feel distressed when I see it, you are still embarrassing!"

Qingji shook his head and said, "Don't be afraid, nephew, wait for Uncle Hui to go in with you!"

General Wataru Sheng smiled and said, "Your Highness Qingji, I'm afraid this is not appropriate!"

Qing Ji coughed awkwardly and said, "Isn't my nephew afraid!

Qing Ming was a little overwhelmed, as if he had done something wrong, and played with the hydrangea in a daze.

General Watari leaned close to his ear and whispered: "King Ming, don't worry, you just follow the girl into the house later, your subordinates and Long Xing will be waiting outside, as long as you say hello, we will come in at any time!"

Things came to this point, Qing Ming was put at the forefront of the line of fire, and shook his head helplessly.

Di Yan rested for a while in the central private room on the second floor, during which the gentlemen willingly handed bags of gold to the old bustard, just to see the beauty in the crack of the door.

After that, the top girl moved to the center room on the top floor, and closed the door.

The old bustard came over, pulled Qing Ming and pulled him upstairs, the drummer rumbled and beat the drum vigorously to cheer up, Qing Ji, Du Sheng and Long Xing followed closely behind, surrounded by a group of unconvinced men, and went up to the second floor.

The family members rushed over and blocked everyone at the staircase, Qingji glared at the family angrily, the old bustard understood, nodded to the family, signaled for release, and he went up with Dusheng and Long Xing.