I'm the villain in the book

After all, these women are a lot worse than Yang Liushi in all aspects.

This kind of feeling can be said to be a bit of literature and art - pearls and jade are in the front, and tiles are difficult to hold.

To put it poetically, it is called - once the sea is difficult to be water, except Wushan is not a cloud.

To put it simply - this is it?

This means that Yang Liushi cannot come to power, otherwise he will be killed directly.

"...Miss Xiangling, she got a total of 37 flowers! Ranked 22nd in the Hundred Flowers List!"

Another woman came down on the stage, and the Guigong who counted the votes shouted and placed the small wooden plaque with the word "Xiangling" on the corresponding position on the flower list, while those ranked below her collectively retreated one place. .

For example, the Yumeng girl dropped from 53 to 54 at this time.

There is also a real-time ranking...

Wei Changtian took a sip of tea and turned to look at Liang Zhen.

The two men looked at each other and saw that the latter was a little anxious.

Although these women are good, they obviously can't get into Liang Zhen's eyes.

Wei Changtian had met Liang Zhen's wife, Liang Qin's biological mother.

If nothing else, just the size is enough to look down on Qunfang.

The more the two of them looked, the more boring they became, but at this moment, there was a burst of extremely enthusiastic cheers from the audience.

"Miss Su Yu is here!"

"The branches and leaves help Su, Jieyu is beautiful! It's Fairy Suyu!!"

"This leg, this waist... reward!!"

In just an instant, dozens of peony flowers were thrown onto the stage one after another, and there was a sound of registration from the servants under the stage.

"Yonglong is on the line, shopkeeper Liu, reward Su Yu with three peony!"

"Duan's family, Duan Long's son, reward Su Yu with two peonies!"

"Lushan layman, Song Zhengming, reward Su Yu with a peony!"

"..."

This was the first time Wei Changtian had seen a talent who had just come on stage and received a flower viewing, so he couldn't help raising his eyes to look at the girl Su Yu.

A pleated skirt with scattered flowers and misty green grass, a light blue green smoky gauze, a hollow gold hairpin slanted on the head, and decorated with dots of ruby.

The appearance and temperament are indeed first-class, especially the thin waist, which makes it easy for people to guess in their hearts whether they can withstand some strenuous exercise.

But the truth is alive. At this time, Wei Changtian did not have the kind of amazement he had when he first saw Yang Liushi.

Because this one is really not as good as Yang Liushi, at most he is at the same level as Lu Jingyao, barely able to be better than Liang Qin.

"The slave family thanked all the young masters."

Standing in the pile of flowers, Su Yu gently bowed her knees and saluted, her gentle eyes swept over the person throwing flowers one by one: "But there are still sisters waiting behind, or the slave family should draw lots to present their art first."

"Just let them wait! We're going to see you!"

Someone shouted loudly, which immediately caused bursts of echoes.

"It's very, very good! The position of the oiran is none other than Miss Su Yu! It doesn't matter whether others are comparable or not!"

"Everyone, don't argue with me! I even brought the house deed! Miss Su Yu must be mine tonight!"

"Hmph! Mr. Zhang is so loud!"

"..."

Hearing all kinds of messy voices, Su Yu ignored it, just smiled and put her little hand into the wooden box of the lottery, and quickly took out a small note.

There was a turtle who took the note and glanced at it, and immediately shouted loudly:

"Girl Su Yu won...painting! Portraits!"

As the name suggests, the requirement for this topic is to paint on the spot.

Compared with other inspection projects, "painting" should be the most difficult item, but Su Yu did not show the slightest worry or panic, obviously very confident in her painting skills.

On the stage, there are already little servants and maids who have prepared pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other items, and since it is a portrait, of course there must be a model.

All the spectators scrambled to put on various poses that they thought were the most unrestrained and romantic, hoping to be fortunate enough to be favored by Su Yu and become the person in the painting written by the fairy.

However, after Su Yu's beautiful eyes wandered for a while, her gaze stopped on Wei Changtian who was drinking tea with Erlang's legs crossed.

"This boy..."

The red lips parted lightly, and the crisp voice entered the ear: "I wonder if the slave family can watch you paint?"

If you want to paint, just say you want to paint me, but you have to change such an ambiguous statement...

Wei Changtian sighed in his heart that he was too handsome to keep a low profile, and then shook his head solemnly.

"No."

"..."

There was a sudden silence in the embroidered building, and countless pairs of eyes looked at Wei Changtian, as if they were looking at a big fool.

Some people think that his brain is not good, some people think that his eyes are not good, and some people think that his hard-to-play tricks are too bad.

However, Wei Changtian, regardless of what others thought, continued to drink tea by himself after he refused, as if he didn't care about the matter.

Fortunately, Su Yu was considered to have seen the big world, but she was stunned for a moment, then immediately saluted and apologized:

"It's the slave family that was abrupt, I hope you don't blame the young master."

"It's okay."

Wei Changtian waved his hand and ignored her, and Su Yu also knew that it might be inappropriate to find another man at this time, and she meant to use others as alternates.

After thinking about it for a while, she simply asked someone to bring a bronze mirror and said softly to the audience: "Since you are painting portraits, why don't the slave family paint yourself."

paint yourself?

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard the words, and they loudly agreed:

"That's a good idea!"

"Beauty draws beauty in the mirror! Wonderful!"

"Hahaha, if this matter gets out, it will be a good story!"

"..."

Seeing that most people agreed, and that painting herself was not against the rules, Su Yu smiled softly, and soon began to paint on rice paper while looking in the mirror.

Such a scene of "beautiful self-painting" is indeed fresh enough, and for a while, countless peonies fell on the stage.

However, no matter how much others throw it, it is doomed to be futile, because Su Yu was already appointed by Liang Zhen tonight.

"Master Liang, you can throw away as many peonies as you want. The money to buy the flowers is all covered by the lower officials!"

Seeing that the time was almost up, the fat county magistrate summoned a few servants with flower baskets, and their faces were full of ingratiating expressions.

Of course, as the "sponsor" of this flower review list, Anyi County Government definitely doesn't need to pay for a few peony flowers. The reason why he said this is just to let Liang Zhen have more affection.

"Master Chen, I don't understand this either."

Liang Zhen felt like a mirror in his heart, but he still had to put on a dress for face.

"However, this girl Su Yu's painting skills are indeed superb, and she deserves a reward or two. As for how much..."

He looked at a few servants and asked, "How many flowers are there in all of your flower baskets?"

"Master Hui, there are more than a hundred flowers."

"Um……"

Liang Zhen nodded: "If that's the case, then throw it all away!"

"This……"

A few servants were dumbfounded for a moment, but the fat magistrate responded quickly enough, and immediately urged: "I didn't hear what Mr. Liang said? What are you still doing?!"

"Yes Yes……"

The servants did not dare to resist the order, and immediately ran to the side of the stage, and then shook the flower basket up in front of everyone's eyes...

More than 100 beautiful peonies are scattered all over the sky, as if a rain of flowers has fallen.

Everyone in the entire embroidery building was stunned, and even Su Yu stopped painting and turned back in surprise with her mouth open.

"Shuzhou, Mr. Liang, reward Su Yu girl with one hundred and eight peonies!"

......

According to the situation before the flower evaluation list, it is a lot for one person to enjoy five flowers.

Even if Su Yu is the most powerful contender for the oiran, the one who currently has the most has only rewarded [-] flowers.

Also divided four times.

After all, one more reward means one more name, which is equivalent to one more face.

But now Liang Zhen has directly increased this record by five times as soon as he makes a move!

One hundred and eight flowers, 5000 taels of silver!

Many people here have this wealth, but no one would spend so much money to sleep with a woman.

What's more, only one night's sleep.

After a short silence, there was a burst of surprise and discussion in the embroidered building, most of which were discussing the origin of this big man who had to be accompanied by the county magistrate.

Liang Zhen didn't care about this, and still sat there calmly.

Anyway, as long as the fat county magistrate didn't say it, no one would recognize him as the general soldier of Shuzhou.

Even if the matter does spread in the future, it won't hurt, at most it will be written by the lady who stayed in the capital to ridicule a few words.

Wei Changtian looked at Liang Zhen's calm and composed appearance, thinking that this is probably the "internal account" of the live broadcast platform, and he wondered if any idiot above would jump out and "swipe right".

And it seems to be to prove that there are people who "don't die for face" in any age. Before he thought about it, he saw a few more servants holding flower baskets and went straight to the stage, almost the same way. All the peonies were scattered. null.

"Anyi Peng's family, Mr. Peng Ben, reward Miss Su Yu with 120 peonies!"

"Wow!"

There was another uproar under the stage, and everyone's eyes were focused on a young man dressed in white.

However, compared to Liang Zhen's calmness, this Young Master Peng was obviously trying to force a smile, and his face was even a little pale.

Wei Changtian didn't know how powerful the Peng family was, but someone in the embroidered building knew.

"Peng's family? It's the one who does the cloth business? I remember that his family's business is not that big..."

"Hey, didn't you listen to Mr. Peng just now? He secretly brought all the house deeds from the house this time, and vowed to enter the curtain of Miss Su Yu tonight."

"This...the Peng family's patriarch will be mad when he finds out about this?"

"Who knows..."

Everyone whispered, looking at Peng Benzhi with no admiration, even disdain.

At this time, Peng Benzhi couldn't care about what other people thought of him. He stared at Liang Zhen with a pair of eyes that seemed a little angry, but also seemed to have a hint of begging.

He was exhausted, not only using the money to buy goods in the business, but even squeezing out a few houses at home.

If Liang Zhen raises the price again...

"Master Liang, would you like to give a few more flowers?"

The fat county magistrate glanced at Peng Benzhi from afar, then turned his head and flattered Liang Zhen: "According to the lower official's opinion... it's better to get the number of [-] directly."

"Well, that's according to what Lord Chen said."

Liang Zhen nodded indifferently, and soon several servants threw baskets of peonies on the stage for the third time in Peng Benzhi's desperate eyes.

Everyone was numb to this, and Su Yu held up the brush in a daze, not knowing what to say at this time.

"Shuzhou, Lord Liang, give Miss Su Yu another 92 peonies!"

Two hundred flowers, ten thousand taels of silver, one thousand gold!

"Puff~"