I was a beauty blogger in ancient times

In South Street, the night is always more lively than the day.Especially on the night of the Oiran Ceremony, warm-colored lanterns are hung above each pavilion, creating a hazy feeling together with the veils.

On the high platform of the Oiran Grand Ceremony, the veils have been pulled aside, and the copper bird lamps are placed all over the high platform, leaving only the front side for people to perform. The whole high platform is illuminated like daytime, and every aspect of everyone can be seen clearly Chu.

The ranking of the second round is based on the ranking of the first round. In the first round, the 10th place is the first performance, the 9th is the second performance, and so on.As No.1, Liu Guang is naturally the last to appear on the stage.

Because Daxuan has no wars, has been peaceful for many years, and the entertainment industry is so well developed, Zhao Yiqing feels that the marketing and money-making methods of the Oiran Grand Ceremony are just as important in modern times.

The high platform of the Oiran Grand Ceremony is surrounded by pavilions, and each private room in the pavilion has an open viewing platform, with tables, stools and tea sets, for the convenience of the group of dudes to watch during the second and third rounds.

These pavilions with observation decks are called Guanhua Pavilion. If you want to book this Guanhua Pavilion, you don’t need money, you need contacts.Although Zhao's family is not bad in the capital, Mr. Zhao never went to Hualou, and it was Zhao Yiqing's first time to participate in the Oiran Grand Ceremony, so he had no way to do so.

Liu Guang originally wanted to book a room for Zhao Yiqing, but Zhao Yiqing refused. He felt that it was the same everywhere anyway, and it was not as lively as in front of the stage.

But just as he was so excited to recruit money and treasures to buy silk flowers, a member of the Ji family was waiting for him at South Street, saying that Young Master Ji San had been waiting for him for a long time.Zhao Yiqing entered Guanhua Pavilion for free.

Ji Maocheng decided on the flower viewing pavilion with the best view and the largest one, and he didn't know how much he spent. Zhao Yiqing clicked his tongue twice, feeling that he still couldn't fit into the dandy life, and then sat down very consciously.

Mu Di was also there, although it was the Guanhua Pavilion booked by Ji Maocheng, but it was Mu Di who was sitting in the main seat.

Zhaocaijinbao is very taboo in front of outsiders. I am afraid that others will say that the Zhao family is not good. They have always stood behind Zhao Yiqing and served them with all their heart.But Zhao Yiqing was afraid that they would be tired, so he let them sit down, but Zhaocaijinbao was very stubborn about this matter, he could do whatever at home, and he had to follow the rules when going out.In the end, Zhao Yiqing had no choice but to ask them to move two small benches to sit in the back, and Zhaocaijinbao reluctantly agreed.

Ji Maocheng is also a person who doesn't like to take people out, and the servants he brought are also guarded outside.Not to mention Mu Di, he was always alone.

So for such a lively event, there are at least seven or eight people, and at most more than 20 people come together.And in such a large private room as theirs, there were only five of them bringing fortune and treasure.

Zhao·No Friends·Yiqing

Season No Friends Mao Cheng

Mu No Friends Di

The three looked at each other and were silent.

Fortunately, with the sound of music, the Oiran Ceremony began soon.

Before the second round of the competition, the major brothels on South Street will jointly stage a large-scale song and dance as the opening. This is also the moment for other people in the building to show their faces, and many girls will become famous through this opening.

This opening is usually to sing the more popular songs in South Street. The girls in South Street sang the songs, which are very pleasant. Although Ji Maocheng has listened to a lot in Qinfeng Building these days, he has no sense of music. He is still not very familiar with these tunes, but Ji Maocheng and Mu Di, the two of them have nothing to do and hum along with them, and there is life when they see it.

Zhao Yiqing looked at it and suddenly felt that the entire Oiran Ceremony was more like a talent show. This publicity, this arrangement, was a bit like a modern media company.Zhao Yiqing stroked his chin, and had some thoughts in his mind.

Before he had time to think about this side, the people on the high platform suddenly retreated, and the veil around them was also put down, the sound of the flute suddenly sounded, and a bare foot stepped on the platform.

It was a girl in a white veil, she came slowly, dancing in the veil, like a spirit in the mountains, watching the world playfully.

Immediately, the stage was filled with silk flowers by the audience who were close to him, and Gui Gong, who was holding flower baskets and collecting people's silk flowers everywhere, also returned with a full load.

Zhao Yiqing, who was at ease at first, suddenly raised his heart in his throat, and he said

Now the rules of the Oiran Ceremony do not favor the winners of the first round, but the winners suffer even more.

Someone in front performed well, and everyone was happy, so they threw two or three flowers up, and by the end, there might be no silk flowers in the hands of some audience members.

Ji Maocheng seemed to see Zhao Yiqing's worry, and said, "Don't worry, it's okay, just take a look, the people in the Huaguan Pavilion haven't been thrown away yet, they are all waiting for Liu Guang!"

After talking about this, Zhao Yiqing was even more worried. How many people and how many silk flowers can there be in the Guanhua Pavilion?This is still a game based on public ratings.

It's no use just worrying, Zhao Yiqing could only look on with a frown.

The second girl sang ditties, and what she sang was not about love, but about anecdotes in the market, which eased Zhao Yiqing's frowning brows, and almost threw a silk flower on it.

But Ji Maocheng and Mu Di seemed to be used to each other, they didn't raise their eyes, they didn't know what they were talking about secretly.

Zhao Yiqing leaned over and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Speaking of something you don't understand!" Ji Maocheng glanced at Zhao Yiqing and said.

Zhao Yiqing rolled his eyes and said, "You didn't say how you knew I didn't know."

Ji Maocheng snorted, looking as if his tail was going up to the sky, he said: "I was discussing with the general about the art of war that Master taught a few days ago, how do you know if you didn't go to class?"

"Yo, so amazing!" Zhao Yiqing said with a smile.

"That's not right!" Ji Maocheng looked proud.

"Then I'll test you." Zhao Yiqing asked, resting his head on his hands, "It is said that we need to use troops according to the battlefield situation, but how should we do it?"

Ji Maocheng couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time, and said anxiously: "Zhao Yiqing, what kind of stupid question are you asking? How can you ask such a general thing? You should ask me under what circumstances, how many soldiers do I have, how many opponents have, what? Terrain, what kind of combat power, I can answer it like this!"

Seeing his distraught look, Zhao Yiqing was overjoyed, and wanted to hit him again, so he backed up: "Speedy like the wind, slow like a forest, plundering like fire, immovable like a mountain, hard to know like shadow, moving like thunder."

Just as Ji Maocheng was about to speak, he watched Mu Di suddenly sit up straight and looked at Zhao Yiqing with fiery eyes.For some reason, he felt that he would be scolded if he opened his mouth now, so he immediately shut up.

Of course Mu Di would not believe that this sentence came from a young man who had never led a soldier before, so he asked, "Who wrote this?"

Zhao Yiqing did not evade. He had already investigated clearly that the history of Daxuan was different from his own in ancient times. Although there were some characters and works that existed on both sides at the same time, there were still quite a large number of people who did not appear in Daxuan. on the history.

So he replied: "This is a tree of the art of war. It was written by a man named Sun Wu. I got it by chance, but the original book has been destroyed."

Mu Di immediately showed regret.

"But..." Zhao Yiqing smiled and said, "I've memorized them all."

Zhao Yiqing was able to memorize the entire "Sun Tzu's Art of War" all because of his native family.He was born in a scholarly family, and his style of conduct followed the ancient etiquette. Zhao Yiqing was treated strictly since he was a child, and he basically memorized all the classics that could be reported.It's just that the family was too rigid, with father, son, son, monarch, minister, and ministers. There were so many rules. Zhao Yiqing moved out of the house after college.

After hearing Zhao Yiqing's words, Mu Di pulled Ji Maocheng aside, sat in front of Zhao Yiqing, and said, "Back."

There was a threatening light in his eyes, as if Zhao Yiqing dared to let Zhao Yiqing's blood splatter on the spot if he dared not carry his back.

Zhao Yiqing swallowed his saliva, and carried his back tremblingly: "Soldiers, the great affairs of the country, the place of death and life, the way of survival, must be investigated..."

His mouth was dry and his eyes were black, but Mu Di didn't let him stop, and he didn't dare to stop until there were bursts of exclamations from the crowd.