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Chapter 52

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    The place for entertaining guests in Yingmei Xiaoge is on the first floor, the shoji door facing the yard is open, and a thin silk curtain hangs down to keep out the cold wind.

    More than a dozen guests sat in the wine room, drinking, laughing, and admiring plum blossoms.

    The four corners of the wine house are burning charcoal pots to dispel the cold in winter.

    A maid led Xu Qi'an in, and everyone turned their heads to look at this tall young man in a moon-white book long robe.

    Xu Qi'an's mind flashed the rules of tea gathering that Wang Butou described, trying to make his smile gentle, and bowed to everyone:

    "I'm Yang Ling, a scholar in Lower Changle County, everyone, please be polite."

    Among the people present, there were not only gentry in brocade clothes, but also students from the Imperial Academy; their status were neither high nor low.

    Some people looked away indifferently, some looked at it carefully, and some smiled back.

    It seems that during the Jingcha period, the officials of Dafeng were much calmer and more honestIn the past, with the rank of Miss Fuxiang, this place would definitely be reservedXu Qi'an took his seat calmly, his eyes always glued to the role of "  "Xi Jiu" on the body of the oiran lady.

    Her complexion is full of spring, her eyes are colorful, her fragrance is colorful, and her charm is natural.

    This woman is very niceXu Qi'an, who has read countless eyebrows, was also amazed.

    In terms of facial features alone, this oiran is at the same level as her aunt, Xu Lingyue, and Chu Caiwei, with different looks and styles, each with its own characteristics.

    Belongs to the kind of stunning beauties who can definitely make men stunned and looked at while walking on the street.

    But in terms of temperament, this oiran has the beauty and elegance of a lady; in terms of clothing, she has tulle dresses that women in this era dare not wear.

    The fragrant shoulders are half exposed, the neck is slender, and the bra is wrapped with a layer of fan tulle, and the gully is looming.

    Where there is a ditch, there must be fire - it is reasonable for her to be the oiran.

    Miss Fuxiang acts as Xi Jiu, also called Lingguan. Lingguan is in charge of presiding over drinking orders, and is responsible for the atmosphere on the banquet. This work is usually done by famous prostitutes or courtesans, which ordinary women cannot do, because they are not good at literary accomplishment.  Very demanding.

    This time, the children are taking turns to speak the joint language, and the joint language is the right pair. On Xu Qi'an's left is a middle-aged man in a light blue robe and a jingle ring.

    It just so happened that it was his turn, the middle-aged man raised his glass and pondered for a long time before saying, "Ice cold wine at one, two, three."

    The Oiran lady raised the small flag in her hand, and commented (flattered) on the Shanglian.

    The smile on the middle-aged man's face widened, which was quite useful.

    This is the reason why Xi Jiu has famous prostitutes with profound literary heritage to be his job. Even ordinary prostitutes who are not good enough will not be able to flatter them even if they want to.

    After the review, a pair of beautiful eyes fell on Xu Qi'an, the most beautiful oiran lady.

    Everyone at the banquet followed suit.

    I'm not very good at pairing It's difficult just to be right Xu Qi'an is calm on the surface, but secretly anxious in his heart.

    He looked at the plum tree in the yard, and with a flash of inspiration, he deliberately drank a glass of wine, made a free and easy heroic gesture, and said loudly:

    "There are hundreds of lilacs and thousands of heads."

    "Wonderful!" The eyes of everyone present lit up, and when they looked at Xu Qi'an, there was a little smile on their faces.

    It is considered to be an admission that he has the qualifications to compete for the oiran, and treat him as a player of the same level.

    Fuxiang Huakui smiled, and commented on Xu Qi'an's second line as usual (praise).

    The smile on his face was too professionalafter the evaluation, he stopped looking at me immediatelythe sitting posture was a bit stiff, and he only drank when persuading himXu Qi'an quietly observed the limbs of this oiran lady  language.

    Combined with the knowledge of behavioral psychology, I came to a conclusion: This oiran lady doesn't think much of our level.

    I have been patiently accompanying me.

    At this time, the servant girl brought in a man, a handsome young man with fair skin, cool eyes, thin and red lips, delicate facial features, male and female appearance.

    Everyone in the room looked sideways, even Fuxiang Huakui showed surprise, even she didn't see such a handsome young gentleman.

    After the young man dressed as a scholar entered the room, he glanced casually, and was stunned in vain, froze in place.

    The corners of Xu Qi'an's eyes twitched wildly, and he held back for a long time: "What a coincidence."

    The handsome young man's mouth twitched, and he also held back: "What a coincidence"

    "You two know each other." Beside Xu Qi'an, the middle-aged man in a light blue robe said in surprise.

    More than just acquaintance, he is my little brotherXu Qi'an suppressed the overwhelming shame and embarrassment, and smiled calmly: "We have met a few times, brother Xu still remembers Yang, we are in Changle County.?The quality of the guests here is uneven, and it is a little difficult to just match the pair. The fragrant oiran Lan Xinhui is kind, and deliberately did not mention poetry, so as not to embarrass the guests and lose face.

    At this moment, Floating Fragrance Huakui stood up gracefully, blessed her body, and said softly: "The little girl is a little tired, so I will leave first, and you can drink slowly."

    The tea siege is over.

    Next, if the oiran lady takes a fancy to someone, she will ask her maid to keep him and bring him into the house.

    If you don't like it, the servant girl will see off the guests, and then start the next round of tea playing.

    Everyone waited expectantly and anxiously, time passed, and after half a stick of incense, a servant girl came and said softly:

    "My wife invited Mr. Zhao into the house for tea."

    The guests shook their heads regretfully and sighed, while some smiled and congratulated Mr. Zhao.

    Mr. Zhao was smiling, with the attitude of a winner.

    Now, the three men of the Xu family couldn't sit still.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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