He is the creator's fault

The Qimo Club is an annual event held in Linglongfang. If a newcomer wins the competition and becomes the leader, his worth will increase greatly and his status in the workshop will be much higher. It's good to be redeemed by others, so you don't have to live in a flattering life, so both the guests and the people in the workshop value Qi Mohui.

The previous leader of Linglongfang was Chu Qing. Not only that, he was also the leader of Qimo Club for three consecutive years. But just a few days ago, Chu Qing had saved enough money to redeem himself and left Linglongfang. Yueyang is the candidate he is optimistic about to hold a leader again and go to town.

Today, the front yard of Linglongfang was full of spectators, and even the private rooms on the second floor were reserved. Even so, there were still many people who did not buy admission tickets and could only sit in the teahouse outside Linglongfang Here, when the Qimo meeting is over, listen to someone say a few words.

The people that Qi Mo will attract are not only wealthy, but also powerful and powerful, so this competition cannot tolerate any mistakes. The meeting is approaching, and the teenagers gather in the atrium, waiting anxiously, not knowing what their fate will be. , even Yue Yang, who has always performed well, was a little restless.

Only Yao Yiru stood in the corner, his eyes fell on the goldfish in the pool, wondering what's so good about a few fish.

"Yao, aren't you worried?"

Yueyang walked to Yao's side and asked in a low tone.

"worry about what?"

"It will be miserable if you don't perform well in a while."

Yao stretched out his pale fingers to break off a leaf, and threw it into the water. The fish thought it was food, and they scrambled to come up.

"You see, these fish seem to be free, but in fact they are just imprisoned in a small pool. Just like this Qimo Club, it doesn't matter if they win the leader, they are still controlled by others. The real freedom is never given by others. .”

This was probably the longest sentence Yao said. After finishing speaking, Yao left the atrium. Yueyang stared blankly at Yao's back, never expecting Yao to say such a thing.

After a long time, Yue Yang turned around only to realize that Feng Zexi had appeared behind him at some point, and he had heard how much of the conversation between the two of them just now.

"Master."

Yue Yang bowed to Feng Zexi, but found that Feng Zexi's attention was not on him at all, until Yao's figure completely disappeared, Feng Zexi looked back and sneered.

"Freedom is not that easy..."

"Master?"

Facing Yueyang's suspicious gaze, Feng Zexi restrained his expression, pondered for a moment before opening his mouth.

"I have something for you to do."

Yueyang's heart shuddered.

"Master, please tell me."

"There is a distinguished guest among the people who came today, you must please him."

"who is it?"

"Prince Xiang's son."

As soon as the music in the front yard stopped, Yueyang took a deep breath, carried his qin and walked towards the vermilion stage. Before him, someone had already played, danced, played and sang, and when the guest saw the qin in his hand, his interest immediately dropped. However, when Yueyang emerged from the layers of light gauze curtains, the conversation stopped immediately.

Feng Zexi had enough confidence in Yueyang's appearance, and now the reaction of everyone was not what he expected, but the middle window on the right side of the second floor did not respond, which made him somewhat disappointed.

Yueyang sat down in the center of the table, exhaled lightly, and slowly put his hands on the strings.

Although all the people present here are rich, not all of them know how to play the qin, some of them just spend money to be arty, and take a look at the beauties by the way, they can understand the sound of Yueyang's qin, which shows that they have good skills.

In fact, Yueyang is still young, and his piano skills are already in the top five in Zhuguo, but he is still a beauty, listening to a beauty playing the piano, even if the sound of the piano is only eight points mysterious, he can hear that he is very forgetful.

After the song was played, there were still many people who were intoxicated in the artistic conception and couldn't get back to their senses for a long time. Even the distinguished guests on the second floor were sent to inquire about the news and wanted to be the first guest of Yueyang. The elegant room still didn't respond.

Yueyang calmly held the piano and left the stage, but felt a little bit lost in his heart. From the beginning to the end, the son of Prince Xiang didn't even show his face until he stepped down the last step and saw Yao standing under the stage. Only then did Yueyang turn his attention away from Prince Xiang's son.

"It's your turn?"

Yao nodded and walked around Yueyang towards the stage. Yueyang found that Yao was holding a sword instead of a musical instrument. What is Yao going to do?With doubts and worries, Yueyang stayed where he was.

Today Yao is wearing a pure white robe, the style is extremely simple, there is no decoration at all from head to toe, even so, wearing him is like a splendid dress, watching him approach step by step, it is like walking down from the clouds, Qingmei Unfathomable, it also reveals a cold aura that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Everyone looked at Yao, forgetting that they were in the Chu Pavilion of Qinlou in a daze. They just looked at the young man in white in front of him, and wanted to ask him a question—is there any people in the palace in the sky?

Yao stood still on the vermilion platform, without looking at the people sitting under the platform, raised the sword in his hand and danced. If Yao was standing, it was white snow, but when he raised the sword, it became a gust of cold wind .

Yao's sword dance was so fierce that the guests who were closer could even feel the wind of the sword blowing on them, their hearts trembled, fearing that the sword in Yao's hand would suddenly drop and stab him to death on the seat.

The more exciting, the more fascinated, everyone's eyes seem to be glued to Yao's body, fearing that they may make mistakes, whether they are high-ranking officials or literati, the desire-desire in their eyes is exactly the same at this time.

Finally, Yao put away his sword, stopped, and stood in the middle of the stage with lowered eyes, like a still scene. Everyone gradually relaxed from the visual feast, gasped for a few times, the bloodshot eyes faded, and were still trapped in the In a long absence.

"I will offer 1000 taels of silver to buy him."

A hoarse voice came from the corner, and everyone woke up like a dream. They realized that such a beauty was within their reach, so the bidding sounded one after another. It was obvious that it was not time for the auction, and the people on the field could not hold back. live.

"I will offer 5000 taels of silver."

"I gave 7000 taels."

"I offer 1 taels."

Immediately afterwards, the distinguished guests on the second floor couldn't wait to participate.

"Thirteen thousand."

"Fifteen thousand."

"One thousand seven."

……

"I offer [-], gold."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar. This is gold. Even if everyone here is dazzled by the beauty, it is impossible to spend 2 taels of gold to buy a beauty.

Those who can afford such a price are not ordinary people. Everyone looked towards the second floor, wanting to know who is such a heroic figure. When they recognized the guard standing by the window, the crowd was in an uproar again.

"It's Gu Yuanjing!"

It is rumored that Gu Yuanjing, the son of the Prime Minister of the State, is the newly appointed Diange University scholar. He is a first-class scholar. Such a character, the good husband and son-in-law that so many women in the capital dream of, has always been clean and self-conscious, not close to women, but now he came to the brothel?Still throwing a lot of money at beauty?

Everyone on the field was shocked, and what shocked them even more was the next development. The private room in the middle on the right side of the second floor, which had never been bid before, opened its mouth after Gu Yuanjing finished speaking.

"Thirty thousand gold."

"Here, isn't this the prince Xiang's son? Why is he here?"

"Don't you know, the capital where Prince Xiang's son just returned a few days ago?"

"Then there will be a good show to watch..."

The reputations of Prince Xiang's son Li Yanting and Gu Yuanjing are completely two extremes. If Gu Yuanjing is a breeze and a bright moon, then he is a bloody storm. Gu Yuanjing is a lover in a dream, and he is a horror in a dream.

The dignitaries in the capital, from the court officials to the descendants of the aristocratic families, from the lady in the boudoir, to the guard guards outside, all of them feared Li Yanting, fearing that they would have the slightest connection with this evil spirit.

However, it is no secret that Gu Yuanjing and Li Yanting do not deal with each other in the capital. They even competed against each other at the state banquet. Now that they are together, they will definitely not live in peace.

Hearing Li Yanting's price increase, Gu Yuanjing, who was sitting in the private room, closed his folding fan. This Li Yanting really lingers!

"Thirty-five thousand."

"forty thousand."

Almost at the moment when Gu Yuanjing's voice fell, Li Yanting's voice rang out, no matter how dull he was, he could tell that he was deliberately against Gu Yuanjing.

Gu Yuanjing stood up from the chair, walked to the window, and looked at Li Yanting, who was drinking comfortably, with an unpredictable voice.

"What is the meaning of this, Prince Xiang's son?"

"Everyone has the love of beauty. This son has taken a fancy to this actor. Is there any problem?"

"In this way, Prince Xiang's son must compete with this subordinate."

Li Yanting was noncommittal, he just didn't like Gu Yuanjing, so he finally had a chance to harass him, how could he let it go.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the scene was stagnant, the private room next to Li Yanting suddenly opened, and a young man in a red brocade suit came out of it, his flirtatious phoenix eyes were sentimental yet seemingly ruthless, and his gestures were all coquettish.

The moment the man in red appeared, the expressions of Gu Yuanjing and Li Yanting changed slightly, and even Feng Zexi, who was hidden in the dark, showed a surprised expression, obviously recognizing the man's identity.

Yu Huanxu, the sixth son of the current emperor, is romantic and affectionate, loves the most beautiful woman in his life, and he is a master who does not take too much trouble when watching the excitement. Previously, Gu Yuanjing and Li Yanting would quarrel at the state banquet. He contributed a lot, but now he appears , Gu Yuanjing had an ominous premonition in his heart.

really……

Yu Huanxu looked at the very attractive Yao on the red platform and said with a light smile, "Since Prince Xiang's son and Master Gu are not willing to give in, why don't we have a competition to decide who belongs to this beauty."

"Okay, let's compete."

Li Yanting was aggressive by nature, so he immediately agreed.

"How to compare?"

"You literati are neither interested nor good at it. I heard that you are proficient in the six arts, so let's compare it to archery."

"it's here?"

"Of course, let the beauty on the stage be the target. He looks good at martial arts. Whoever hits him first wins."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was terrified, this is not a competition, this is murder, using people as targets, even if she wins, wouldn't that beauty have a narrow escape?Li Yanting was really as cruel and cruel as ever, it was really bad luck for a beauty to meet him for eight lifetimes.