Tonight's Huayue Building is full of people and lively.

The biggest reason for this is that the pillars of Huayue Tower, the first time the Oiran is shining, and they are finally going to 'go out of the cabinet'.

Of course, 'out of the pavilion' is used for the words of a good family when a woman gets married, and it is more appropriate to use it in the land of fireworks in the Qinglou, or 'combing'.

Not only the dignitaries and nobles of Chang'an, the capital, but also some high-rollers from the north and south also carried huge sums of money and entered the Huayue Tower.

Huayue Building occupies a large area, it is said to be a building, but it is more like a medium-sized manor.

Even so, this not small Huayue Building is also extremely crowded tonight.

If it weren't for today's special rule that you need to pay thirty taels of silver to get started, I'm afraid that there will be more.

Although most people have the self-knowledge in their hearts that they can't own the famous Oiran of Chang'an tonight, but out of some dark psychology, there are still many people who want to see with their own eyes how the Oiran that was once only visible from a distance is auctioned off like a commodity tonight, and then they all of themselves are handed over to a stranger.

Some of them have a bit of a way, and even spend a lot of money to find a Taoist priest to buy amplified notes, just waiting for the Oiran to be sent into the cave room, eavesdropping on the movement in the cave room, to satisfy the dark curiosity.

Beauty makes people yearn for it, and defilement, destruction, and trampling on beauty are the darkest and unsightly ** in people's hearts.

Hatsuruto has been sitting in the room for two days without eating, and although he has been trapped in the land of fireworks for many years, he has long known that the superficial praise and respect are nothing but false prosperity, and sooner or later they will dissipate. But when this scene that hits reality is about to come, Hatsukito still can't accept it.

Although the first Zhao people have the intention to go on a hunger strike, delaying the time to leave the cabinet.

But the old bustard of Huayue Lou had obviously already made up his mind, so he forcibly poured her a hundred flower pills just now.

Baihua Dan is the behind-the-scenes boss of Huayue Tower, and the secret formula found from the palace is secretly refined by the Danhuo Taoist. This elixir was originally used by the concubines in the palace to swallow, which can not only smooth the skin, let the body carry its own fragrance, but also have the effect of replacing food and satiety. The only drawback is that eating too much will cost you your life.

It's just that for Qinglou women, longevity is not necessarily a blessing.

On the contrary, it is a kind of happiness to be able to pass away in the best years.

The hub has been beaten.

The wind ensemble team invited by the bustard also began to play festive sounds.

All of this is very similar to the pomp and circumstance of everyone's girlfriends when they get married, but what is fake is fake, no matter how true it is.

As long as it is past tonight, the previous popularity and popularity will disappear, and all that remains is gradually withering, until finally it becomes no different from an ordinary Qinglou woman, or even worse.

Huayuelou has been based in Chang'an for many years.

Chu Zhaoren even clearly knew that the old woman who was now in charge of cleaning the latrine every day was also the Oiran of the year, and at the peak of the pomp, she was even a little stronger than her, and it is said that she also served wine to Li Taibai. It's a pity that Li Taibai is too dazzling and too proud, and he can't look down on the Oiran at that time, and he only has Yang Guifei in his eyes, who is glamorous and famous in the world.

Otherwise, if Li Taibai left a poem for this Oiran, perhaps the fate of this Oiran would be very different.

He sighed leisurely.

Hatsuruto finally picked up the eyebrow pencil on the table, began to lightly trace the eyebrows, and then gently applied rouge, embellishing the pale face that originally did not have much blood with some ruddy.

Tonight is her last chance, no matter who wins the first prize in the end, as long as she can serve well and win joy, maybe there is a slight chance that she will be directly redeemed and brought back to the mansion to be a canary.

This may be the best way out she can have now!

A gong sounded, and the bidding officially began.

No matter how realistic those superficial efforts are, when the outcry sounded one after another, everything was picked up by the red fruit, and the pride of the first light was shattered.

From thousands of taels to tens of thousands of taels, and then to hundreds of thousands of taels, the higher the asking price, the lower the heart of the first shining person.

Although there has never been a guest in the curtain, the first Zhao people are in the land of fireworks, and there are some truths that should be understood, and they naturally understand.

She is just a woman, no matter how beautiful and famous she is, where is she really worth so much silver?

No matter who wins in the end, as long as the heat in her heart is vented, the regret over the loss of a large amount of money will turn into self-blame and resentment, and finally be transferred to her.

Such resentment and unwillingness are difficult to offset no matter how good the service and compromise.

In this way, the possibility of wanting to get out of the Qinglou after tonight is also infinitely reduced.

"One million taels!" a clear and loud voice suddenly sounded in the lobby.

The originally noisy lobby was quiet for a while.

Listening to this voice, the first person in the room was also stunned.

No matter how you listen to it, it's a woman's voice.

Sure enough, in the lobby, after a little silence, it became noisy again.

"A woman also came to snatch the Oiran for what she did and to embroider the flowers?" a voice laughed loudly.

"Brother Liu, this is your loneliness, and it's not necessarily useless, isn't it rumored that there is a way called grinding tofu?" another voice said wantonly with obscenity.

The sound of frolicking in the lobby has gone up a notch.

However, although it was a woman who asked for the bid, there were almost no people who dared to open their mouths to tease the bidder directly.

The status of women in the Tang Dynasty is not low, and the princesses and nobles of the Tang Dynasty are even more famous for their brutality and willfulness.

At the foot of the Son of Heaven, the capital of a country, the woman who dared to come to the land of fireworks in the Qinglou late at night to give a million to buy an oiran may be the origin. If you say the wrong thing, you will lose your life.

The voice of ridicule and ridicule gradually lowered when boxes of real money were carried in.

No one thought that there would really be a woman who was willing to spend millions for another woman.

So many taels of silver are enough to do too much, and even with the addition of the name Oiran, a million taels of silver far exceed its value.

"Crazy! what a crazy woman!" Many high-rollers who originally had the chance to win, thinking that they could taste the shy and beautiful of Oiran, were deflated at this time, and could only curse in their stomachs.

Although many of them have rich family assets, they will not put most of their family property on it for the sake of a woman.

The gong sounded again, and the Oiran was officially 'married'.

When the old bustard used a red silk rope to bring the first photographer out, through the red tulle, the first photoman finally saw the woman who took a picture of her.

Dressed in a black beard, wearing a jade crown on his head, holding a jade cigarette stick, and two mustaches painted on his small lips.

There was a strong taste of aggression in his eyes, and the first photos of the people who saw it were in a heartbeat.

But I saw the woman in the beard striding upstairs, holding the hand of the first Zhaoren directly with her hand, and then picking up the tulle on her face with a cigarette stick, carefully studying the appearance of the first Zhaoren.

The corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, and his smile is as wanton as fire, and there is a kind of emotion like a man admiring a beautiful woman.

"White tea Qinghuan has nothing else to do, I'm waiting for the wind and waiting for you. ”

Gently touched the ears of the first Zhaoren, the voice of the woman in the Hufu was clear with a heroic spirit, and there was no ordinary woman's delicate at all, this voice fell into the heart of the first Zhaoren, and for some reason it made her heart ripple inexplicably.