Chapter Eighty-Seven: Snatching the Hydrangea
"This is a 10-year-old lotus white, and it is very mellow in the mouth...... Childe, let Peony toast you. β
"......" Bai Shou looked like he was sitting still, completely ignoring the flattery of the people around him.
Peony, who had not received a response, was a little embarrassed, and after a while, he leaned on Bai Shou's shoulder with a smiling face and a boneless face, and exhaled like an orchid, "Childe ......"
Bai Shou calmly pushed away her hand holding the wine glass, frowned, and said a little impatiently, "I don't drink." β
He Xiaoqiao, who was munching on chicken legs next to him, glanced at him, and just wanted to open his mouth to persuade him not to be so puzzled, but the peony eyes over there turned, and suddenly let go of his hand-
Seeing that the wine in the cup was about to pour into Bai Shou's thigh, Bai Shou's expression remained unchanged, and he stood up and avoided it.
And the peony that was originally on his shoulder also fell to the ground with a scream because of the unstable center of gravity.
The people around were all attracted by that scream, He Xiaoqiao frowned, and seeing that Bai Shou was still unmoved, he hurriedly changed his distressed look, walked over and stretched out his hand to pull Peony up, "Peony girl didn't fall anywhere, right?" β
"It's okay......" Peony sat back with He Xiaoqiao's hand delicately, with tears in her eyes, and pressed a handkerchief to the corner of her eyes, "It was Peony's mistake just now, but fortunately I didn't stain my son's clothes, otherwise Peony really doesn't know what to do?" β
He Xiaoqiao's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile, "This is the first time my brother has come, and when he suddenly sees a beauty like the peony girl, he will inevitably be a little nervous, the peony girl must not be like him." As he spoke, he looked at Bai Shou again, who was also very cooperative, and said with a cold face, "I'm sorry just now." β
Peony originally made He Xiaoqiao laugh again when he said it, but now that Bai Shou also apologized, it was difficult to say anything.
He Xiaoqiao smiled wickedly and touched her chin, Peony leaned over softly, picked up the wine glass again and wanted to feed her wine, Bai Shou just breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw this situation, he began to stretch his face and want to throw Peony out - He Xiaoqiao doesn't know how to drink at all, and if she lets this woman feed it again, if she gets drunk, will she have it?
Thinking like this, he turned his head and wanted to call Hong Fang, but he saw him sitting there stiffly, not daring to move, letting the girl named Gui Zhi next to him pour wine cup after cup, his face turned red, and he was obviously a little overwhelmed.
β¦β¦ It seems that this one can't be relied on either.
But fortunately, He Xiaoqiao was clever and knew that he couldn't drink, so after two sips, he asked people to go to the kitchen to change a pot of hot tea on the grounds of stomach discomfort.
The three of them sat for a while, there were more and more people in the hall, and almost all the famous dignitaries and nobles in the capital were present.
Hearing that the person next to her said that Miss Lanxin was ready to come out, He Xiaoqiao gave each of the three girls a piece of broken silver and sent them away.
When the three girls left happily, He Xiaoqiao put his hand against his chin and looked at Hong Fang playfully, "It's the first time to get so close to the girl, how do you feel?" β
Hong Fang, who was finally relieved, still blushed, covered his chest and gasped for a while before touching the hot sweat on his forehead and stammering, "Too...... It's so fucking exciting! β
He Xiaoqiao almost didn't laugh, and even Bai Capital couldn't help but shake his head - it's just that he was fed wine, do you need to be so excited? Look at this!
The people present today are basically big families, and everyone has a good face. So even though there were a lot of people, there was no noisy quarrel scene, everyone just quietly found a place to sit, or they found someone they intended to climb to compliment them.
After almost a stick of incense, the turtle slave standing at the door checked the list and confirmed that everyone who should have come came, and then asked people to close the door.
The musician on the stage stopped playing, and Chun Thirteenniang, the bustard mother of Yihong Courtyard, who had already changed her clothes, shook her handkerchief and walked to the center of the stage, clapping her hands a few times with a smile, "Everyone, everyone! Everyone, be quiet and listen to me first! β
Seeing that everyone stopped talking and looked in the direction of the platform, Chun Shisanniang smiled with satisfaction, "Ladies and gentlemen, let everyone wait for a long time!" Now our Orchid girl is ready, and when she goes up to the second floor, you can start grabbing the hydrangea! β
"Good!"
The dignitaries and dignitaries who had spontaneously gathered in front of the stage applauded one after another.
Someone shouted in the corridor on the second floor, "Waiting from the morning to now, Thirteen Niang, you should let Miss Lanxin come out, we are all in a hurry!" β
"Don't worry, don't worry." Chun Thirteen Niang waved her handkerchief and sneered, "Miss Lanxin should have gone upstairs by now, and she will meet you soon, don't worry, everyone!" β
"It's just that they all say that they can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and they have waited so long, and they don't care about waiting a little longer." As soon as the words fell, someone over there said with a smile.
He Xiaoqiao raised his eyes and looked over, and saw that it was a middle-aged man who looked quite elegant who spoke, so he couldn't help but pout.
Thanks to that bookish atmosphere, he actually came to the Qinglou with such a decent look, and he didn't know what the identity of this person was.
"Come on, Miss Lanxin is out!"
Someone in front of him suddenly shouted excitedly, and as soon as these words came out, the upstairs and downstairs were instantly boiling.
"Orchid girl, orchid girl......"
He Xiaoqiao also looked up, and saw that on the second floor of the performance stage, the door of a wing room deliberately separated by a screen had been opened, and two little maids with double buns carrying incense burners went out first, and then a slender figure slowly walked out of the door.
Dressed in a flowing white dress, his black hair was pulled up into a delicate flying bun, his face was still covered with tulle, leaving only a pair of beautiful eyes outside, looking forward to his life.
"Orchid girl, orchid girl......"
The shouts below became louder and louder, and Chun Shisanniang hurriedly stretched out her hand to signal them to be quiet, "Everyone be quiet, be quiet." β
Seeing that it was barely quiet below, Chun Thirteen Niang smiled again and said, "Don't worry, everyone, I'll throw hydrangeas right away." Now we Miss Orchid have to toast everyone firstβcome on, bring the wine! β
Chun Sanniang clapped her hands, and as soon as the words fell, a little maid immediately brought the tray and brought the wine up, and He Xiaoqiao and the three of them also took a glass.
The orchid girl upstairs who had been pretending to be mysterious took the wine glass from the maid's hand, turned her beautiful eyes downstairs, and her voice was as beautiful as a yellow warbler out of the valley, "Thank you for being here today, Lan Xin toasts you with a glass, I wish you a long and healthy life, and your wishes come true - Lan Xin will do it first." β
As he spoke, he put his hand holding the wine glass under the tulle, raised his head slightly and drank the water and wine in the glass, and then turned the buckle in the direction of everyone, "Please!" β
"Please!" The people waiting downstairs were all very enthusiastic when they heard this, and without saying a word, they drank all their wine, and then made the same gesture as her to show respect.
Hong Fang is the same, and Bai Shou has drunk all the wine a long time ago. As for He Xiaoqiao, she had no intention of drinking those spicy liquors, but just symbolically touched her lips with the rim of the glass.
"Good!" Chun Thirteen Niang shouted with a smile, turned to look at Lan Xin again, and saw that the latter nodded at her, so she turned around and shouted loudly, "Everyone, the wine has also been drunk, and people have seen it, and then it is the most exciting moment - let's ask Miss Lan Xin to throw the hydrangea down!" β
The last sentence undoubtedly succeeded in igniting everyone's emotions, and the upstairs and downstairs were boiling again.
"Throw the hydrangea, throw the hydrangea, throw the hydrangea......"
Someone came over and invited He Xiaoqiao and his party to the side, while explaining that those who stayed were all people who had paid two thousand taels of silver in advance, and they were the only ones who could grab the hydrangea, and asked others to make room for them.
He Xiaoqiao shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he could understand, but turned his head and secretly said to Hong Fangbai and the two of them, "As soon as the hydrangea is thrown down, someone will definitely take advantage of the fire to rob it, and the two of you should also look forward to the opportunity to grab it, even if you can't grab it, you must not let the hydrangea be robbed too early, understand?" β
"Understood."
"Girl." There is still a commotion downstairs here, and the little maid upstairs is already holding a tray and sending a big red hydrangea decorated with tassels.
Lan Xin just looked sideways slightly, a complicated light flashed in her eyes, and she hesitated for a while before stretching out her slender jade hand and holding the hydrangea up.
The many dignitaries waiting downstairs all held their breath and involuntarily stretched out their hands as if they were bound to win.
He Xiaoqiao stood comfortably with his back against a pillar, patting his chin with a folding fan with his hands around his chest, his eyes full of interest.
It seems that this orchid girl should be a person with a story - maybe she has a favorite person in her heart for a long time, but she can't stay together under pressure, otherwise she won't have helplessness and sorrow in her eyes when she goes to get the hydrangea.
Such bloody plots are not uncommon in TV series and novels.
Lan Xin took two steps forward with the hydrangea and stood next to the fence, slightly raised her hand to reveal a piece of her wrist, and looked around the faces of the men waiting to grab the hydrangea below.
Someone below immediately shouted, "Miss Lanxin, look this way, this way!" β
"No, it's right to throw it here, throw it here!"
Lan Xin looked at the crowd pushing each other downstairs, lowered her long eyelashes to hide the loss and disgust in her eyes, closed her eyes, and raised her hand to push the hydrangea forward.
The big red hydrangea streaked through the air, and the air seemed to be still for a moment, until the hydrangea fell into the crowd and then boiled again.
"I grabbed the hydrangea, mine, it's mine!"
Someone in the crowd who was almost scuffling suddenly shouted, but before everyone could see who was speaking, the red hydrangea flew high again, and at the same time, someone snorted, "What yours?" That's Lao Tzu! β
Seeing that the hydrangea was constantly flying around in the air and there was no landing point, the crowd that was stopped and stood on both sides to watch the excitement also began to get excited, and even Chun Shisanniang in the stands couldn't help but tighten the handkerchief.
On the contrary, Lan Xin, who is the heroine of the incident, looks indifferent, as if it doesn't matter to her at all who the hydrangea falls into.
He Xiaoqiao couldn't help but be a little more curious about her.
The battle for the hydrangea over there has entered the white-hot stage, and seeing that the people around him have begun to can't help but push the temporary seal built by a dozen or so big men hand in hand, Bai Shou glanced at the hydrangea that was still flying in the air, and saw the opportunity to shoot out the peanuts in his hand, just hitting the hydrangea that was about to fly again.
The hydrangea turned around and drew a high parabola gracefully, seeing that it was about to fall to no one.
"The hydrangea is about to fall to the ground, grab it!"
I don't know who took the lead in shouting, but the people who were trapped on both sides and could only watch the excitement couldn't hold back anymore, pushed away those courtyards and rushed to the middle of the hall.