"I heard that you have figured out and want to see me?"
The madam pushed open the door and looked at Qingqiu with her shrewd eyes.
I couldn't help but feel proud when my servant said that she was not looking for life and death as before. There was no one who could not be trained well in her hands.
Qingqiu bowed according to his memory and turned around slowly, "What do Aunt Hong think of my appearance?"
The madam didn't wonder why Qingqiu knew her name, he just thought she asked the thug outside the door.
Seeing her asking this question, Aunt Hong narrowed her eyes slightly, "You have a slim figure and a beautiful face. Even the most famous person in the building is a bit inferior to you."
The most important thing is that temperament, which cannot be cultivated in the building. If she hadn't been like this, she wouldn't have let her go so easily when she was training people.
Qingqiu covered her mouth and chuckled, "In that case, Aunt Hong thinks I have the qualifications to be an oiran."
She smiled on her face but sighed in her heart. This body was really fragile. Since she couldn't run easily, she had to find another way. She was sure that the other party would never miss this opportunity to make money.
As she thought, Aunt Hong didn't want to refuse but was afraid that the other party was playing tricks. After thinking to no avail, she still agreed. At worst, she would send a few more people to watch her, because she didn't believe that the cooked duck could still fly!
"Then you have been recovering well recently to prepare for the upcoming Oiran election.
By the way, let’s choose a fancy name and completely break up with the past. "
Qingqiu raised the corners of his lips, "Let's call her Shen Qingqiu."
Shen Qingqiu, the courtesan of the brothel, wanted her name to be resounding throughout the capital. I wonder if the noble sister-in-law could live with it?
Ah, I think she has been missing for many days, but the Prime Minister's Palace didn't send anyone out to look for her, which shows that she is in the palace.
In fact, Qingqiu didn't know that the prime minister didn't like this daughter and would not ask about her movements. The aunt's mother also had an indifferent attitude and Shen Qingshuang was covering her up, so the servants would not dare to expose her.
This led to the fact that not many people knew that she was missing, and the matter was naturally concealed.
So much so that when Shen Qingqiu became famous in the capital, the Prime Minister wanted to kill Shen Qingshuang.
The Oiran Competition officially begins.
Anyone who has seen Qingqiu knows that it is very likely that the oiran will fall on her this time, but they are not jealous but happy.
Having an oiran court in the building can also indirectly increase their income. This is a good thing for everyone, so as not to cause any trouble.
They even learned that this year's competition would be held in their own building, and the girls arranged the venue with all their heart.
The brothel street, which was usually very lively, was even more crowded today. They all came to join in the fun after hearing that they were running for courtesans.
Aunt Hong was collecting the money at the door. She was laughing so hard that her mouth almost burst as she held the money. This amount of money was worth the income of several days in her building. She would make a lot of money after the show started!
Xiaoxiang Pavilion has many pavilions and bright lights.
The curtain is made of pearls, and the red tape is as dense as rain.
The brothel is full and the bottles are filled with fine wine.
The errand runners shuttled among the guests, and the faces of those who received the silver reward were all smiles.
After a while, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra sounded, and the oiran election contest officially began.
The Oiran competition has always been fiercely competitive, and the girls tried their best to stand out. After the voting, only Qingqiu and the red card Ruyan from the opposite family were left on the field.
This time the competition is dance.
Ruyan took a few steps forward and started dancing first.
Her dancing posture was outstanding, extremely enchanting, and every move was full of temptation. For a moment, everyone in the audience was excitedly shouting her name.
Ruyan looked at Qingqiu proudly, her dancing skills had always been outstanding, no matter how stunning she looked, this courtesan could not rely solely on her face.
Apparently she has forgotten how Qingqiu defeated them in the first three games.
Aunt Hong in the audience was also a little worried. The Oiran competition was held in a hurry. Previously, she only knew that Qingqiu was good at chess, calligraphy, and calligraphy, but the daughter of a good dancer never learned, and she didn't learn from the people in the building for long...
In her entanglement, Qingqiu's white clothes began to dance briskly, and as the music became louder, her dance became faster and faster.
When the body turns around, the skirt of the skirt is flying, like a mysterious girl flying towards the heavenly palace.
If Ruyan is the enchanting vixen, then Qingqiu is the goddess that the world is eager to pursue.
It seems like smoke and has fallen into vulgarity.
This kind of cold and refined person always arouses men's desire to conquer in brothels. For a while, everyone voted for Qingqiu, and she deservedly ascended to the throne of oiran.
At this time, Aunt Hong walked onto the stage holding the handkerchief and squirming.
He pinched his throat and said with a smile: "Thank you so much for your support. Being able to please the nobles is also a blessing for my Qingqiu family.
This grand event also coincides with the auction of the oiran's first night, with a starting price of one thousand taels. "
"One thousand five hundred taels."
"Two thousand taels."
"Three thousand taels."
The sound of auctions came and went, and everyone wanted to pick this high-altitude flower.
Under the stage, Du Miao of the Hou Mansion, a well-known playboy in the capital, touched his chin and looked at the oiran on the stage. Inexplicably, he felt that her face looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.
He chuckled, "Where have I seen him before? Maybe he has met on this street these days?"
He took this feeling of familiarity as a good impression, and consciously fell in love with her at first sight.
Then he motioned to Ah Cai beside him.
Ah Cai's eyes showed understanding, and then he shouted loudly, "Eight thousand taels!"
The handsome young man stiffened and lowered his bent legs. He couldn't help but glance at him again and again, making him feel guilty.
Could it be that the price he bid was too low and the young master felt it was not worthy of his status?
The noisy crowd paused for a while, and only a few people were still bidding.
"Nine thousand taels."
"Ten thousand taels!"
A potbellied man in the crowd gritted his teeth and shouted, "It would be worth it if such a beautiful woman could have a romantic night."
Ten thousand taels was a watershed, and as a result, there were fewer competitors.
At this time, the bidding price had reached twelve thousand taels, and Aunt Hong was so happy that her eyes turned into slits with laughter.
Ah Cai also smiled, didn't he have the opportunity to redeem himself and make meritorious deeds, "Fifteen thousand taels!"
The handsome young man stared at him, gritting his teeth and looking at him, "You are so grand!"
This was the only private room he had left. He silently prayed in his heart that someone would increase the price, but unfortunately he was answered with silence.
Qingqiu frowned slightly on the stage. He remembered that during the Oiran Competition, the Oiran had his first night photographed by a girl disguised as a man. How could this...
Qingqiu looked at the young master who was obviously a woman disguised as a man. Why didn't she bid?
A young man disguised as a man: ...I am really short of money and can't compete with him. I really can't compete with him.
She poked her head with a folding fan and looked at Qingqiu with some suspicion. Had she seen this oiran? Where was he?
Seeing that no one was bidding again, Aunt Hong announced on the spot, "Congratulations, Mr. Li, for winning the first prize. The oiran will be yours tonight."
Aunt Hong was very happy. She said that Mr. Li, a frequent visitor to my rival's house, was a fool and rich in money. He really didn't deceive me!
She has to ask Qingqiu to keep him. From now on, this culprit will belong to our building.
Qingqiu's lotus steps moved slowly towards the victim in the center of the field who was dressed in red and covered in gold and jade. Not to mention he was very good-looking.
Ruyu's skin is fair and smooth, and his innocent rabbit eyes make people want to ravage him. But unexpectedly, they match his attire very well, and he is as charming as a little white rabbit who has become a spirit through cultivation.
As she moved, people arranged by Aunt Hong began to throw rings, jade pendants and other objects to build momentum for Qingqiu.
Once there is a leader, a large group of people will follow. Gradually, the spectators begin to throw valuable things at Qingqiu's feet in the hope of attracting her attention.
Seeing that she didn't respond, he started throwing the banknotes again. The banknotes were scattered from the second floor, and it rained down on the whole hall. Aunt Hong was so happy that her mouth split open to the back of her ears.
As Qingqiu and the enemy left, the people on the scene gradually calmed down. When someone's interest was aroused, they naturally found someone to appease them. The whole building was extremely busy for a while, and the girls also had a full meal today. .
Mr. Li had no choice but to be taken away by Qingqiu.
This is the beauty he snatched away with all his personal money, so he has to eat it no matter what.
Besides, with so many people staring at him, he couldn't lose face.
The enemy felt a touch of warmth on his hand, and he couldn't help but feel proud in spite of the envious and jealous eyes of the whole building. He was outcompeted by so many people, which showed his strength.
Qingqiu looked at the silly Mr. Li and was speechless. Where did this idiot come from?
In the room, seeing him standing still, Qingqiu rolled her eyes at him, stood up and pushed him down on the bed, running her slender fingers from his eyebrows to his raised Adam's apple.
Their eyes met, Mr. Li looked at the pair of charming eyes above him and swallowed hard, feeling the numbness on his Adam's apple. He breathed quickly. He did not expect that the holy goddess on the stage would be so...such...in bed.
The candlelight flickered in the room, and the figures on the bed tent gradually overlapped...
