Konghou [Quick Transmigration]

As dusk approaches nighttime, the sky dims after being gorgeous, and bright red lanterns replace the setting sun as the embellishment of Xiangmanlou Zhulou.

There were more and more prostitutes who had been surrounding the stage before. With the sound of thunderous gongs and drums, the so-called oiran election began.

Annan drank tea boredly in the wing room and had no interest in the gradually rising music downstairs, and Shiliu didn't seem very interested either, but he could only stand in front of the window and stare at it because of the coercion of his master. Girls who want to perform.

"Good Shiliu, how is this girl's beauty?" Annan put down his teacup, and asked with a smile the loyal servant who was forced to smile and kept exuding depression.

"Not bad." Sixteen replied firmly.

"Is it just not bad?" Annan asked again, got up and walked to the side of Shiliu, glanced at the beautiful woman on the stage who was singing, and said with a smile: "In my opinion, it is a rare beauty."

Shiliu never guessed what his smiling master was thinking, so he said casually, "Not as good as the princess."

Unexpectedly, Annan's smile disappeared the moment he spoke, a hand with long nails grabbed Shiliu's throat, and Shiliu had no time to respond and did not dare to respond, Annan looked at him coldly, gritted his teeth and said : "Sixteen, graceful flattery belongs to others."

Different from the bustle and bustle below, a coolness spread in the entire wing, and the atmosphere was oppressive.

"Sixteen... I know I was wrong." Sixteen struggled to squeeze out a sentence, his whole face flushed red, even though he knew that Annan would not really kill him for this sentence.

"It's good to know what's wrong." Annan let go of Shiliu calmly, and Shiliu coughed a few times physiologically.After he adjusted, Annan stretched out his hand to straighten his wrinkled collar, and whispered softly like a child: "My sixteen, if you become those hypocritical people, I won't like you gone."

Shiliu didn't answer, the liking Annan said doesn't necessarily mean she really liked her, but what she said didn't like her was no different from wanting to kill you.If Shiliu is a modern person like Annan, then he must be able to accurately describe his master, who is schizophrenic, ghost, animal, perverted and anti-social.But Shiliu is an ancient, he can only secretly think that his master is a lunatic.

The girl who had a melodious singing voice on the stage before had left, and was replaced by a sweet and lovely girl in yellow clothes, beating a tambourine and singing Huagu opera.

"Look carefully for me, and tell me if you like someone." Annan's gentle smile had already been seamlessly connected with the mourning just now. She patted Shiliu on the shoulder and went back to drink tea.

Seeing her gone, the madam, who had been secretly observing the wing room and was almost frightened, breathed a sigh of relief.I thought to myself that a dominatrix is ​​a dominatrix after all, not only vicious but also pretending, the smiling one before twisted someone's neck at the slightest disagreement, I can't be offended,

A long time passed, so long that Annan dozed off with his arms half propped up, and only then did Shiliu, who had been silent all this time, say, "It's her time."

"Huh?" Annan yawned slightly, and walked out of the window rather lazily to look.

I saw a woman in a long white dress with ink-splashed flower-and-bird paintings on the corner, walking slowly to the middle of the stage with a guqin in her arms. The woman looked up, and Annan saw her appearance clearly.

Very beautiful, after all, there will not be a few heroines who are not beautiful.But this kind of beauty should not be the beauty of a brothel girl, just like the Liu Sheng I have seen before, she is out of tune with him, it is a kind of beauty that emerges from the mud and is not stained or stained.Like smoke like mist, like resentment like sorrow, like Yaotai spring under the moon, like high mountains with crystal clear snow, so beautiful and so distant and noble, as if separated from others by thousands of mountains and ravines, not to be played with.

However, all human beings have bad roots, the more unpolluted they are, the more they want to pollute.

The woman Shi Shiran sat on the chair that had been prepared, put the qin on the qin case, lowered her head and plucked the strings slowly, and a voice as indifferent to the world as she herself sounded.

As soon as she played a short section of Annan, she laughed out loud, and turned to ask the cold-faced Shiliu beside her, "Sixteen, what did you hear?"

"..." Sixteen didn't speak, and answered Annan with confused eyes.

An Nanshun pointed to the woman who seemed to be immersed in his music, and said with a very happy expression: "This song is called 'Si Fan', and it tells the story of the Wushan goddess Si Fan who went down to Yaotai to meet King Xiang. The first part is Miaomiao Xianyin Not stained with the world, but the latter part is lingering with clouds and rain in Wushan, which is a very interesting song."

"Look at this girl, she is completely white, with haughty eyes and brows, isn't she like the pure and pure goddess in the first half of the song?" Annan looked down at the woman who was getting more and more romantic in the song, the goddess Sifan, this A story that makes people think about it, not to mention the famous Wushan Yunyu?

Those who are turbid are themselves turbid, whether she intends it or not, every sound in other people's ears is straightforward and seductive!She may be the goddess of Wushan at this moment, but there are too many people who want to be King Xiang.

"Bai Shuangyin... Interesting." Annan read out the name of the woman who had been investigated earlier, and scanned the group of spectators who understood the song and those who did not understand the song. As she expected, some were not interested, and some were secretly satisfied There are lewd ones, and there are also those who clearly exposed their insignificance. Under the ambiguous red light of the brothel, every face seems to be distorted.

There is only one exception, Liu Sheng.The most insipid and poorest among the crowd, he closed his eyes and completely indulged in Bai Shuangyin's "Si Fan" song, and his expression changed with the sadness and joy in the song.When Bai Shuangyin's song ended, he opened his eyes, everything was clean and clear.

"It's really a match made in heaven on the surface." Annan looked back and forth between Bai Shuangyin and Liu Sheng on the stage, and his smile turned into a hypocritical disdain that anyone could see.

Accompanied by Bai Shuangyin's Quluo, King Xiang of the Qu Zhongmeicheng, and the "Kings of Xiang" in the audience are about to start their dream-chasing journey.The madam beamingly raised her hand holding the gorgeous brocade handkerchief, as if firing the starting gun. The spectators who had been silent for a long time became lively and began to bid for the defilement they planned.

Annan waited quietly. The number kept changing from low to high, and the number of bidders became less and less. Gradually, it changed from a competition among many people to a competition between two people.A rich man with a sallow complexion and a withered figure, who looked like he had been hollowed out by wine, lust and wealth, and a fat, big-eared, oily-faced son of an official family, the two of them chased each other and refused to give in to each other when asking prices, and they both looked determined to win. .

"Tsk tsk." Annan chuckled, and looked at Bai Shuangyin who was silent on the stage as if she had nothing to do with her. She was really a girl who could pretend, and she pursed her lips tightly when the two bid.Obviously the hands pressing on the strings were trembling slightly, but her expression was still so detached and dignified.

In contrast, Liu Sheng's attitude was much more obvious. His dejected hands clenched into fists, and his face was full of grief, resentment and powerless desolation, as if he was the one who was waiting for two dandies to set the price like goods at this time.

Annan has been patiently waiting for the contest between the two, and soon the potbellied son of the official family lost to the rich man who seemed to have been hollowed out, and with a displeased face, he plunged into the crowd with his arms around a pretty little girl.

The official boy raised his thin head and snorted coldly, stretched out four fingers arrogantly, and shouted very majesticly: "400 taels! Miss Bai is mine now, who can snatch it from me!"

"420 taels." The gentle voice was like a gust of wind blowing from the stream, gently brushing into everyone's ears, the voice of a woman.

The crowd was in an uproar, looked at Annan who was standing in front of the railing and looked down with a smile, and there was another burst of pointing and talking.

"Princess Annan!" The hollow man recognized Annan without the slightest disguise, raised his neck and shouted arrogantly: "Who did I think it was? Princess, you, a woman, came to such a place to imitate me." If a man bids for Hua Niang, isn't he afraid of embarrassing the Zhen Guo government?"

Annan chuckled, and said softly: "Since you know that I am Princess Annan, and you still speak to me in such a tone, you are not afraid of offending me, offending the Duke of Zhenguo, and making your Li family suffer? Li Ziming."

However, Li Ziming showed no fear, turned his head to the old bustard who was watching the theater, and said, "My son pays 450 taels." Then he sneered at Annan, "I want to see if Lord Zhen dares to ruin the family style for you." , promiscuous women against my Li family."

"Hehe, Li Ziming, you need to know what it means to say that misfortune comes from your mouth." Annan's smile did not change, and he looked at Li Ziming, who was looking up at him with his neck on his back, and said to Shiliu behind him: "Sixteen, go and beat him up, beat him up. Throw it to the door of Li's house when it's half dead."

"Yes."

"Annan, how dare you!"

A voice full of energy and a voice of lack of confidence sounded at the same time. Annan listened to Shiliu's pretending to be heavy steps when he went downstairs, and said with a smile: "Why don't the princess dare?"

As soon as the words fell, Li Ziming pushed the Hua Niang in his arms to the crowd, and ran away without thinking.He was so scared that he didn't even want face.

Annan, a notorious woman who gouged out eyes with her bare hands at the age of 12, the princess who was specially allowed by the emperor to call her "Father Emperor", the only daughter of the powerful Zhen Guogong.Looking around the world, how many people really think they can afford it?

"He really is like a dog. Sixteen, come back." Annan said calmly, and looked around at the crowd who mocked Li Ziming's fleeing, with the same gentle tone as before: "This princess will give you 500 taels, what do you want?" Increase the price."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, although they were not angry, but no one dared to speak.

"The princess is acting so perversely, isn't he afraid that the minister will wait for the court to read your book tomorrow?" Finally, the fat man who lost the competition with Li Ziming just now spoke in the crowd.

"Heh. My father is not me who is going to court. What do I have to be afraid of? Could it be that you can participate in abolishing me as the princess?" Annan looked around the crowd and said: "Since you don't raise the price, then this Miss Bai should belong to the princess, right?" Her gentle eyes looked at Bai Shuangyin, who was looking carefree, and when Bai Shuangyin met her eyes, she turned to Liu Sheng in the crowd, and Liu Sheng heaved a sigh of relief seeing such a development. , happier than Bai Shuangyin.

As a matter of course, Bai Shuangyin became the oiran of Xiangmanlou this year with the highest price of '500 taels' in the audience, and Annan also became her first guest to enter the scene amidst the discussions as planned before.

The next day, the rumors about Annan in Jingzhong were updated. She was no longer a pure dominatrix, but a shameless dominatrix who was as good as a mirror.But these are not what Annan cares about. After all, the night is still long, and it has even just begun.

The willow twigs on the moon cover a pot of epiphyllum in front of the window with a layer of tulle.This is the window on the other wall of the wing room, facing the outside of Xiangmanlou. Once you open the window, you can see the original ecological night scene that was not covered by smog in ancient times.After bidding, Annan went back to the wing room to play with the pot of epiphyllum placed on the window sill. It has been a long time.

But she didn't find it boring, on the contrary, she was full of interest. In Sixteen Eyes, she looked like a brat who was about to get a new toy and was waiting to destroy it.

"A spring night is worth a thousand gold, Shiliu, are you going to share this money with me?" Annan looked away from Epiphyllum, looking at Shiliu, who was standing next to him like furniture, with an extremely ambiguous smile.

Shiliu twitched his mouth and flipped over out of the window in a chic way. After a while, there was a soft sound that ordinary people could not hear from the tiles above Annan's head.Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Annan smiled, but the door was not locked.

As soon as she finished speaking, two people pushed the door open and walked in, one was the bustard with a smile on his face, and the other was Bai Shuangyin with cold brows and eyes, aloof and dignified.

"Princess, it's Miss Bai." The bustard pulled Bai Shuangyin to Annan, and like all the guests, she squeezed the flesh on her face and made an ambiguous expression unique to an old driver for many years.

Bai Shuang remained silent, looked at the smiling Annan indifferently, and was able to give a rough salute to Annan after being pulled several times by the bustard, and said coolly: "I have seen the princess."

Annan nodded, glanced at the arrogant Bai Shuangyin, and said to the madam whose face was darkened by Bai Shuangyin's attitude: "You go back, she stays."

"Yes, yes, yes." The old bustard kept saying, and before he left, he bumped into Bai Shuangyin and thought he whispered a warning: "Serve the princess well, or be careful with your skin."

Bai Shuangyin pursed her lips again, but her attitude did not change at all.

"It's so courageous." Annan smiled, sat on the chair next to Bai Shuangyin, and uttered lines like the domineering president in the novel, "You are the first one to be so rude in front of this princess."

"..." Bai Shuang was silent, and after a long time, she squeezed out a sentence, "I must not be the last." After she finished speaking, she looked straight at Annan, and seeing Annan's smile became more and more gentle, her heart gradually became uncertain.

"Sit." Annan didn't look angry, and pointed to the chair beside her to signal Bai Shuangyin to sit down, and she said after taking Bai Shuangyin to sit, "Have you heard of me before?"

"I've heard of it." Bai Shuangyin replied, her voice was calm without any ups and downs.

"Really?" Annan slightly tilted his head in Bai Shuangyin's direction, and asked, "Then what do you hear about me?"

Bai Shuangyin looked at her the same way, and said: "The heart of a snake and a scorpion hides a knife in a smile."

Annan laughed, pressed Bai Shuangyin's shaking right hand that was resting on the table, and said in a low voice, "If it wasn't for your body's instinctive reaction, then I would have been really fooled by your fearless expression. "