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As the son of Changsheng Wuji, Changsun Chong can be said to have grown up with a golden key in his mouth since birth.
His father was Li Shimin's number one favorite, and his aunt was the current empress. A few years ago, he married Li Shimin's favorite daughter, Princess Changle.
But it was Dou Fengjie who made Yang Fan's memory more profound, not because of his life experience and ability, but because of his deeds.
As the nephew of Queen Dou, Dou Fengjie has a distinguished life experience, and Dou Fengjie is not incompetent. Unfortunately, he married Li Yuan's daughter Princess Yongjia (later Princess Fangling).
It can be said that the two are a perfect match, a talented man and a beautiful woman. To outsiders, it seems that they are a match made in heaven. They should be happy after marriage, but things do not develop as imagined.
After getting married, Princess Yongjia asked Dou Fengjie to be loyal to her and never look for other women outside, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
Dou Fengjie did this, but Princess Yongjia found another man to fall in love with. It was really "only the state officials were allowed to set fires, but the people were not allowed to light lamps."
As the consort, Dou Fengjie had no ability to control the princess, so he could only live his life in silence.
But the more she tolerated it, the more unbridled Princess Yongjia became, and she actually had an improper relationship with her nephew Yang Yuzhi.
This Yang Yuzhi is the son of Princess Yongjia, half of Princess Changguang.
The two people fell in love unscrupulously under Dou Fengjie's nose, and everyone in the world knew about it.
Looking at the green hat on his head, Dou Fengjie became more and more angry day by day, but he did not dare to vent his anger on the princess.
In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore and led his men to kill Yang Yuzhi, and finally he felt bad.
Although the bad temper came out, Dou Fengjie felt really aggrieved by his status as a cuckold, and soon he was angry to death. It can be said that Dou Fengjie was also a miserable person.
It wasn't until Fang Yiai finished introducing the people across from him that Yang Fan came back to his senses, glanced at the charming Chang Sun Chong, and cursed secretly.
“There are so many pretty boys in the Tang Dynasty. Let’s not talk about other things. This one’s looks are so stunning that they can be compared with the King of Wu, Li Ke.”
Looking at Fang Yiai who was staring at the opposite side, Yang Fan asked in confusion: "Why do you have a conflict with Changsun Chong?"
Through Cheng Chumo's explanation, he realized that he had misunderstood. It was not Changsun Chong who had a conflict with Fang Yiai, but Dou Fengjie.
The plot is ridiculous, it's nothing more than reciting poems, composing poems, and jealousy in a brothel.
Fang Yiai was a fool who could get into fights, but when it came to reciting poems and writing poems, none of them could compare to Dou Fengjie. Of course, he was often tortured to pieces.
However, I looked at Dou Fengjie, who was wearing a blue shirt, and then at Fang Yiai, and I could only sigh to myself - you are both of the same kind of people. You two have been wearing the same hat together for more than a thousand years, so why do you have to embarrass each other? !
At this time, I suddenly heard Li Jinghuan muttering: "I didn't expect them to come too. It seems to be a lively day."
Without Yang Fan asking any more questions, Li Jinghuan explained directly: "Over there are the bachelors from aristocratic families headed by the Cui family of Boling, and the leader is Cui Pu, and there is Lu Kangping, headed by the Fan Yang Lu family..."
At this time, Du He was heard murmuring to himself with a wry smile: "What a tragedy, what a misfortune, there is nothing to do today. I didn't expect so many people to come, many of them are great scholars in the literary world and bachelors of the Imperial Academy..."
Yang Fan turned around in confusion and asked, "What's going on?"
It's just a visit to a brothel. Although these people are nobles from aristocratic families, there is no need to be afraid. There is nothing so tragic about this.
Cheng Chumo replied with a surprised look on his face: "Haven't brothers Yishan even heard of this? Miss Shishi rarely performs, and sometimes she may not meet her only once every six months, but whenever she is on stage, she will dance with her friends with poems. If she sings poems If you can gain her insight through empowerment, you will have the opportunity to have tea and chat with Miss Shishi."
As soon as Cheng Chumo finished speaking, Fang Yiai's face fell, and he said with a plaintive look on his face: "I thought Miss Shishi's performance was a temporary arrangement, and we only needed to send some flower baskets to chat with Miss Shishi. Who knew that it would happen? That’s it, it looks like there’s no chance again.”
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After going back and forth, Yang Fan finally figured out the rules here.
This Shishi girl is actually just like Michael Jackson in the previous world. She is a famous superstar. Whenever there is a performance, fans will flock to her.
But something different is that Shishi Girl's performance is divided into two parts.
The first is a self-written and directed song and dance. As long as everyone thinks it looks good, they can send a flower basket to express their love. A flower basket is equivalent to ten dollars.
The second step is to recite poems and compose poems. People who write excellent poems will be selected to meet this poem girl. Of course, there are judges for the selection of these poems and poems, and the judges are all great Confucians.
Thinking of this, Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh secretly. Isn't this similar to the concerts held by later generations of celebrities?
It’s just that the later stages of reciting poems and composing poems should be more elegant.
Sending flower baskets is actually equivalent to giving a reward. Isn't meeting Miss Shishi alone equivalent to future stars choosing their own fans or movie fans to have a meet-and-greet?
Suddenly, the candlelight in Piaoxiang Building dimmed. When it brightened again, a woman was seen sitting in the center of the round platform with her face half-hidden, holding a pipa.
This girl is in her prime, with willow-shaped eyebrows. Most of her hair is pulled up into a bun on top of her head, and the other half naturally hangs down the back of her head. The bun is combed like a sharp sword and stuck to her temples.
A string of pearl necklaces hangs from her pink neck, hanging naturally and dazzlingly on her busty breasts. Her slender figure, paired with a cicada-like green dress, makes her appear to have a fairy-like beauty that is unbearable to climb.
The plain clothes, clear and bright face and the pearls on her neck form a strange temperament.
Noble and gorgeous yet celestial, seemingly incomparably beautiful but also full of melancholy, with a charming spirit deep inside, it perfectly blends the temperaments of Changsun Wugou and Wu Shun.
It is really surprising that such a stunning beauty should be trapped in this mortal world. It is no wonder that the children of these aristocratic families in Chang'an are so crazy.
But what caught Yang Fan's attention the most was the gaze that was like a clear spring. In Yang Fan's dull gaze, the woman quietly stood up and looked around with eyes like autumn water.
When he turned around again, his eyes met with Yang Fan's. He was frail and slender, and a look of pity arose spontaneously.
She lowered her eyes and lowered her jaw. She patted her little hand as white as jade, and the sound of the strings and bamboos suddenly disappeared, and the oriole-like voice was crisp and bright.
"Autumn Eve is approaching, and I have specially prepared a thin wine to meet friends with poems. All talented people can enjoy it to the fullest. Otherwise, it will not let down this beautiful wine under the bright moon. It is loved by you. I will dance a song first for you to appreciate it."
She frowned lightly as she spoke, her words were as crisp as falling beads, and her face was charming. As long as he was a man, he would have the urge to hold her in his arms and love her. She was the kind of man who wanted to get on the bed and find her as soon as he saw her. A lovely person who is happy but can't bear to be hurt.
Yang Fan couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. She was truly stunning in the world. This woman was worthy of the metaphor of being the most beautiful woman in a country. Her graceful and graceful temperament formed a clear contrast with the noisy worldly atmosphere. She was like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.
This Taichang Temple teaching workshop is really extraordinary. No wonder it can train so many beauties. I don’t know whether it is because their resources are too rich or their training is too good.
Everyone looked at this woman, and there was silence for a moment, as if time had been frozen. However, this woman smiled without showing her teeth, with a calm expression, without any shyness or embarrassment of being watched by everyone.
After a while, Changsun Chong coughed dryly and said, "What Miss Shishi said makes sense, and we have exactly the same intention. We will give it our best today and live up to Miss Shishi's expectations. I also invite Miss Shishi to show off her dancing skills. Let me have a glimpse of the girl's beauty."
Yang Fan suddenly realized that this was the Shishi girl that Fang Yiai and the others had been thinking about just now. She was really different from ordinary people. He touched the hair under his chin and said something interesting secretly.
