Datang started from donating medicine

He didn't speak, and stood aside.

Chapter 484

After a while, on a large table, pens, inks, papers and inkstones were all ready.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Gu Bao picked up the brush and began to write poems.

At this time in the brothel.

A gong sounded, and then someone shouted: "Qiniang is going to read poetry."

The whole brothel suddenly became lively.

A lot of people crowded together, and even looked down from the windows.

I want to see who is so reckless.

You know, it's not that no one wants to rely on talent to take Qiniang away for nothing.

But Qiniang has hundreds of thousands of net worth and high vision, so it's not that easy.

After the sound of the gong, two strong men immediately stopped in front of Qinianghua Pavilion and were not allowed to enter or leave.

Apparently, he was afraid that someone would tell Qiniang about the appearance of writing a poet, or who it was.

inside the room.

A little girl hurriedly walked into the inner room and said, "Miss, has someone written a poem for you again?"

Qiniang slept lazily on the bed, covered with a thin quilt.

Only the bright wrists and jade arms are exposed, and the beautiful head of three thousand black silk.

She held a book in her hand and was reading it carefully.

He didn't lift his head when he heard the words, and used a very soft voice.

The little girl sighed, and said: "It's true, people don't let people see what they look like, even if the young lady wants to choose, it's difficult."

Qiniang remained motionless, lying on the bed and reading a book, as if everything in front of her had nothing to do with her.

The little girl sighed, as if she was used to all this.

She moved a bench, went to the bed and sat down, whispered: "Miss, don't you want to be redeemed?"

Qiniang didn't turn her head back, she said softly: "It's just a way for them to make money, how could I really be redeemed."

Her voice was crisp and melodious, and she was as intoxicating as a nightingale in the deep valley.

"Why do I think it's okay?"

The little girl said: "That is, you can't see anyone. If you really agree to the rest, you can really be redeemed."

"If it's an old man in his [-]s or [-]s, do I have to marry him?"

Qiniang finally turned her face, her complexion was fair, her facial features were exquisite, her face was like a silver plate, although she looked very young, she was full of charm that girls didn't have.

"What about the young husband?"

The little girl muttered: "If nothing else, you might have a chance if you give it a try. If you don't try, when will the young lady want to redeem herself? Although you have earned a lot, it is far from the price of redeeming yourself. Now It is the number one oiran, everyone holds it, if you get old and look bad in the future"

The little girl didn't go on, but the meaning was very clear.

Qiniang sighed quietly, her charming eyes were full of sadness.

If she is no longer the number one oiran in Chang'an in the future, she will not be able to relax so easily anymore.

It's fine if someone is willing to take a concubine, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll really live a life with those jade arms that thousands of people sleep on.

At that time, not to mention that no one would let her choose, even if she chose him, I am afraid that most of them would not have a good idea.

Thinking of this, her delicate body trembled.

There was a change on her beautiful cheeks, she turned her head away again, and continued to read.

The little girl was in a hurry, "Miss, you can't do this, you don't care about anything like this, just in case one day"

Qiniang didn't speak.

The little girl sighed, Qiniang was kind, but she had no heart at all.

And there is no opinion.

If Qiniang hadn't been so kind to her and never treated her like a maid, she wouldn't be nosy at all.

But when she thought that a kind lady would be bullied and unkind in the future, she felt that it was impossible.

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"Finish!"

Gu Bao threw away the brush and put his hands behind his back, looking very chic.

The crowd rushed up in a hurry.

Someone said: "I will drink.

Don’t you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky and rushes to the sea without returning.

See you, Gaotangmingjing has white hair in sorrow, and the morning is like blue silk and snow in the evening.

Life is full of joy, so that the gold is empty for the moon.

I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone"

Following the man's chanting, the expressions of everyone around him changed.

There was ridicule at first, and gradually became serious. When you think about life, you must have fun, and don't let the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and when the money is gone and returned, many people can't help cheering loudly.

Looking at Gu Bao's eyes instantly became hot.

Those who can stay again, their knowledge may not be very good, but they still have the ability to appreciate talent.

Gu Bao's "Will Enter the Wine" can definitely be passed down through the ages.

"After Shixian passed away, I didn't expect another great talent to be born. This son is a great talent."

"I don't think it's worse than Shixian!"

Xiaosan was both surprised and happy in her heart, listening to the evaluation of Gu Bao by the people around her, as if evaluating herself.

My heart was already full of joy, and I looked at Gu Bao with eyes full of admiration.

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"Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrows with you."

In the room, after the little girl finished reading, her eyes widened and she said in surprise, "Whose work is this? You are so talented."

After Qiniang finished listening, she also turned around again, stretched out her jade lotus-like arm, and said softly, "Bring it here, let me have a look."

"Miss, this person is so talented, he must be a contemporary celebrity."

The little girl's name is Pu Liu, she is petite and cute, she is usually relaxed and happy with Qiniang, and naturally she has learned a lot.

For such a good work, it is natural to appreciate it.

"You must be happy in life, don't let the golden bottle face the moon.

I was born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone. "

After reading these two sentences, Qiniang's eyes were in a trance, and she murmured: "There are such talented people in the world, and they actually did it for me."

"Miss, it must be a famous contemporary artist."

The little girl hastily said: "Quickly agree, at least you won't lose money if you follow him."

Qiniang smiled and said, "Famous family? Which famous family?"

"It might be Wang Bo. I heard that he was in the capital recently."

Qiniang tilted her head slightly, "I have recited Wang Bo's works before, and they don't have such charm."

"Could it be Gu Taibao?"

"Gu Taibao?"

"It's the Poetry Immortal."

"I have also read his works, most of them are romantic, and it seems to be his style."

"Don't worry about it."

Pu Liu said: "It's not easy to have a good work. If Miss doesn't choose, I'm afraid she really has no choice."

Qiniang was still sitting under the quilt, half lying on the bed, worried: "But what if he is a 80-[-]-year-old old man?"

"What if?"

"But if it's an uncle in his 50s or [-]s, he's afraid of people. I'm so delicate. I don't want to marry those people."

"What's wrong with uncle."

Pu Liu muttered and said, "Is the beard a young man in his teens?"

Qiniang raised her eyebrows, "Just looking at the artistic conception in this work, it's not something a young man can do."

Seeing that Miss started to hesitate again, Pu Liu couldn't take it anymore, and threatened: "Miss, do you still want to go?"

Chapter 485

"Whether you want to sleep with someone or with people all over Chang'an, if you don't choose, you have no choice." Qiniang shuddered all over, turned her head, hid in the bed, and again.

Pu Liu stamped her feet angrily.

At this time, the voice of the old bustard came, "Qiniang, have you made your choice? Do you disagree, and I'll go back now?"

Qiniang opened her mouth, but did not speak.

Pu Liu opened his mouth and said, "My lady has said it, and she agrees."

"Squeak!"

The door opened, and the old bustard walked in with a sullen face.

She didn't look at Pu Liu either, she frowned and said, "Qiniang, do you agree to be redeemed?"

Pu Liu said: "My lady said she would like it. This work is so well written, even if it is not a famous artist, it will definitely become a famous artist in the future."

The old bustard frowned even deeper, "Qiniang, are you really willing to leave hundreds of thousands of dollars and go with a poor ghost?"

"My lady said"

"you shut up!"

The old bustard yelled loudly, scaring Pu Liu to shut up quickly.

"I didn't ask you, just say a few words to my old lady."

Turning her head, her voice was gentle, "Qiniang, tell me, do you disagree? If you disagree, I'll call him away."

Seeing that Qiniang was silent, the bustard smiled, turned around and said, "Then I disagree. I'll go out and talk about it."

If Pu Liu gets angry, she rushes up and whispers into Qiniang's ear, "You want to be a prostitute so much?"

Qiniang's face turned red, and she couldn't help shouting: "I agree."

Pu Liu heaved a sigh of relief, her own lady was too uninhibited.

If you don't give any incentives, if you are sold, you will be given money.

Today's work is so good, if it is a famous artist, it will not lose money.

The young lady may not understand, but she understands that if she doesn't choose, it will be over.

You must know that Qiniang has been the second oiran in Chang'an, and Xianyuan has been at the top for several years.

Now that he has become the number one oiran in Chang'an, how much is his use value?

The old bustard didn't seem to hear, and continued to walk outside.

Then it's time to close.