Yi Huaqi didn't know why, but he knew that his fate with this woman was just a fleeting one. A poor scholar like him would never have a chance to meet such a beauty.
Yue Rong's beautiful eyes lingered on Yi Huaqi's back for a moment. At the same time, she felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart. She was no different from Yi Huaqi. She thought about it but couldn't remember when she had seen her before. It seemed that she had seen him in her previous life. We have known each other for a long time.
"Hey, Yue Rong, you're out now. The guest below has been waiting for you for a long time." At this time, the old bustard ran over excitedly, his fat body shaking violently, interrupting Yue Rong's thoughts.
Yuerong leaned forward slightly and chuckled, "It's not like mom insists on doing such a thing."
"My dear Yuerong, if your mother hadn't done this for you, where would you be today? After today, your name will be spread throughout Juechun City, and maybe even Yanzhoufu." Old Madam After saying this, he quickly took Yue Rong's hand and walked towards the stage, "Follow me quickly."
"Mom, slow down." Yue Rong muttered as she ran forward two steps with the old bustard.
Yi Huaqi sat back in his original position, and Wu Yuanshan smiled and nodded.
"Hey, how's it going? Is that girl Yuerong pretty?" As soon as Yi Huaqi sat down, Wang Mu also came up and asked curiously.
"You'll know soon."
As soon as Yi Huaqi finished speaking, the old bustard took Yuerong onto the high platform.
For a moment, the venue was silent again, and the sound of gasping for air could be heard. At this moment, the alluring appearance of Miss Yuerong shocked the entire audience, making the entire Baifeng Tower extremely quiet.
The men in the room all looked straight, their eyes bulging out, full of disbelief that there could be such a breathtakingly beautiful woman in the world.
"This, this, this woman is so beautiful." At this moment, someone reacted, staring directly at Yuerong, and murmured.
"Nonsense, this is not a human being, this is simply a fairy girl." Another person retorted.
"In my opinion, fairies are not even half as good as her."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I never thought that such a beautiful woman would end up in a place like a brothel."
After a long period of silence, the venue became noisy again.
"Miss Yuerong, I am willing to spend all my money to redeem your life."
"Miss Yuerong, don't listen to him. I am the Zhao family of Juanchun. If you ask around, I will definitely not let you down by marrying me for the rest of your life."
"I am willing to divorce my first wife and stay with you for the rest of my life."
"Amitabha, I am willing to take off this monk's robe for you and return to secular life." This was an old monk who sneaked into Baifeng Tower at some time and said with a Buddha name.
"Go away, what kind of brothel is this stinky monk visiting? You are shameless."
In an instant, waves of sound erupted in the venue, making people dizzy.
When Jiang Wenlai saw Yue Rong for the first time, he was completely stunned. As if he had been under some evil spell, he kept staring at Yue Rong.
You can't live without Yue Rong.
"Bang!" The tea cup he was holding in his hand fell down, and the tea splashed all over him. He let out a sigh, and then he recovered. He turned around and saw that Liu Hao on the side had become as dumb as him. Silly.
Wang Mu was also unsatisfied like Liu Hao. Drool almost drooled from the corner of his mouth. He swallowed, shook his head and praised, "This child is only because it exists in the sky. How can we get a chance to see it on earth?"
The calmest among the crowd were Wu Yuanshan and Yi Huaqi. After all, they had met Yue Rong before. Although they were still amazed by Yue Rong's beauty, they were not as shocked as they were at the beginning.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
"Look, everyone, this is our Yue Rong." The old madam was very satisfied with the response from the audience and shouted at the top of her voice.
"Yue Rong has met all the distinguished guests." Yue Rong bowed slightly, and coupled with her charming appearance, this appearance made me feel pity for her, and it immediately softened the hearts of all the men in the room.
"Old Madam, get the hell away from me. Don't be so close to Miss Yuerong. It's too disgraceful."
"Yes, yes, you look like this next to Miss Yue Rong. It is simply insulting to Miss Yue Rong."
"Old Madam, please tell me a price. As long as you dare to say it, I am willing to spend the night with Miss Yuerong today no matter what." At this time, the monk with a bald head shouted in the crowd.
"I'm going to beat you up, you old guy. You have Buddhas and Bodhisattvas with you and you don't have enough time. Someone come and beat him up."
As soon as the monk finished speaking, someone immediately stood up and cursed. Then someone immediately responded and walked towards the old monk fiercely.
"Hey, dear donors, I just want to save this girl for a while." Seeing everyone coming towards him, the old monk quickly waved his hands and begged for mercy.
"Miss Du Yuerong? You go home to marry your mother first, brothers, come on for me!"
After saying that, more than a dozen big men surrounded the old monk without any explanation. They punched and kicked him, and then heard the old monk howl like a pig.
Everyone in the venue burst into laughter upon seeing this, and after a while, the atmosphere gradually calmed down.
The old madam looked at everything in the room with a smile and said in a soft voice, "I have said before that our Yuerong is a performer but not a prostitute. If she meets a man she falls in love with in the future, she will be the one to marry me. She is marrying in Fenglou, so my guests have given up this idea. It is really rare for Miss Yuerong to show up today, so please don’t miss this opportunity."
"Get out of here, don't talk about it to me." Someone cursed at this time.
"Hey, yes, yes, yes, I'll step back now." The old madam didn't stop for a moment, and responded, glancing at Yuerong who was standing aside, "Now this stage is yours."
"I know, Mom." Yuerong bowed slightly.
After the old madam left, Yuerong stood alone on the stage, facing the eyes of thousands of beasts, Yuerong didn't show any stage fright.
Her red lips parted slightly, "This little girl is living here with no talent or virtue. She can only sing a few songs and dance in the mountains. Please don't dislike her."
"Okay, I will have no regrets in my life to see Miss Yue Rong's dancing. I will have no regrets in my life."
"Don't worry, Miss Yuerong, you are the goddess in my heart!"
The crowd shouted again.
"Then the slave family has made a fool of themselves." Yuerong said softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of drums in the venue, followed by the sound of pipa and piano. The melodious music immediately reverberated in the venue, making the originally noisy venue gradually quiet.
The next moment, Yue Rong's graceful figure also moved. She sometimes raised her hands and sometimes jumped lightly. With her gauze dress, she looked like a butterfly dancing in the flowers.
Then she raised her teeth slightly, and her melodious and ethereal voice immediately spread throughout the Baifeng Tower and into everyone's eardrums, just like clear spring water with a soothing beauty.
After a long time, the song ended and Yue Rong's body stopped moving.
Her breasts undulated slightly, and her delicate skin was covered with a layer of fragrant sweat, making her look even more charming.
Everyone was still immersed in the phantom and the beautiful singing just now and couldn't help themselves. It took a while before someone shook his head and sighed.
"Miss Yuerong is really a goddess descended from heaven..."
The venue immediately became noisy again.
Yi Huaqi also retracted his thoughts, glanced at Wu Yuanshan, and said with a smile, "Brother Yuanshan, a beauty like this can truly conquer a country."
"Oh? Really? After a while, Miss Yue Rong will come up with a question. Then you can go to the girl's room and talk about it. You can watch Miss Yue Rong dance and sing songs up close. Maybe you can win the girl's heart by then. , but I can’t help you." Wu Yuanshan replied with interest.
"Hahaha, Miss Yuerong is beautiful, but as a scholar, I don't have that kind of blessing. Forget it." Yi Huaqi laughed, waved his hand and said without any hope.
"That's not necessarily the case, Hua Qi, you are the best literary scholar in our Nanhu Academy. If you can't get up to the second floor, there will be no one in Juechun City." Wang Muye also said at this time.
"Well, Brother Wang is right!" Wu Yuanshan nodded in agreement.
Jiang Wenlai and Liu Hao both looked at the figures on the stage in a daze, and suddenly heard the words of a few people at the table next to them, and then they remembered that today's matter is not over yet.
A smile appeared on Liu Hao's fat face, "Brother Wenlai, I can't help you today."
Jiang Wenlai raised his eyebrows and said to himself, "What the hell did you do to me?"
But he smiled and nodded, and said confidently, "Don't worry, I am the one who takes the lead today."
The old madam came up to the stage and looked at the audience with a smile, "Dear guests, our Baifeng Tower has said before that today Miss Yue Rong will give a question. Whoever has good literary skills can enter the room and be led by Miss Yue Rong. Dance for it yourself."
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Yes, there is still this matter. Miss Yuerong, please tell me. "
The people in the venue immediately reacted with excitement and said that it would be a great thing to stay alone with Miss Yue Rong in the room, even if it was just a glass of wine poured by Miss Yue Rong herself.
"Yue Rong, come up with the question." The old bustard looked back at Yue Rong beside him and said with a smile.
"Well!" Yuerong nodded, pondered for a long time, and then said slowly, "The moon is already high in the sky, and the slave family has the word "month" in its name. Today, the slave family will ask everyone to compose a poem with the title of "month". You can go to your boudoir to talk about it."
As soon as Yuerong said this, there was an uproar in the arena. They didn't expect that the question asked by Miss Yuerong would be so simple.
But those who think this question is simple are just ignorant people.
Many students from Saigon College and Nanhu College, as well as some other people with literary talents, frowned.
The civilization of this world has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are countless poems about flowers, mountains, rivers, and moons. For such a common topic, whether it is good or not is another matter. The key is that anyone can write two poems. I think It's very difficult to surprise everyone.
"Let's begin!" Miss Yuerong said calmly, then her eyes swept across the field, and finally her eyes fell on Yi Huaqi unconsciously.
Upon hearing that the title was the moon, Wu Yuanshan, Yi Huaqi, and Wang Muye looked at each other, and then stopped talking and thinking about it.
Soon someone in the venue waved his hand, but it was a dark-skinned, thin middle-aged man.
Immediately afterwards, a boy came forward with a pen and ink and handed it to the man.
The man took the pen carelessly and wrote a few words on the paper casually, then blew the wet ink and handed it to the boy.
The boy quickly ran back to the stage and handed it into the hands of the old madam.
Girl Yuerong took a look at the poem written by the man, raised a smile on her lips, and began to recite.
"The bright moon hangs in the sky and shines on the brothel."
"There is a pretty girl in the brothel."
"The beauty is so beautiful that it disturbs my heart."
"My heart is like the bright moon today."
"Hahaha, what kind of bullshit poem is this, especially the last sentence, it's so forced that the shit is about to come out."
As soon as Yuerong finished reading, the audience burst into laughter.
The swarthy man's face suddenly darkened a bit when he saw that he was being laughed at like this.
After a while, the boy came up with another piece of paper.
Yuerong took it and read it as before.
"The sky is filled with stars."
"I drink alone under the bright moon..."
(End of chapter)
