After wearing the book, I broke the plot

Nian Beast felt a sudden discomfort, and seeing Song Qi go in without restraint, he had no choice but to follow.

As soon as they entered, everyone's eyes were attracted, and to be precise, they all looked at Song Qi. The old bustard in the building greeted him with a smile on his face, and said: "You two are objectively looking at each other, but First time?"

The old bustard looked at Song Qi as he spoke, his eyes lit up, Song Qi was a little uncomfortable being looked at by her, and he took a step behind the beast in the past, and said: "I think it's noisy, get us two quiet rooms, without ordering Don't bother us."

Seeing that the cost of this place is very high, Nian Beast calculated carefully: "You don't need two rooms, one is enough."

"Whoever wants to share one room with you, just two."

The old bustard looked around, waved the round fan and said with an ambiguous smile: "You need two rooms to do things well, right?"

The bustard arranged them in an accordion in the backyard, where only the sound of the piano could be faintly heard, and it was generally quiet, but the fee was also very expensive, and it would cost a lot of money to stay for one night without any extra consumption.Nian Beast's heart was bleeding, and when he heard the old bustard asking them with a smile if they were still satisfied and whether they needed someone to serve them, before Song Qi could speak, Nian Beast quickly said that there was no need to drive them away.

Song Qi lay comfortably on the flower chair, regretfully said: "We should call another one who plays the piano, one who dances, and one who beats his back and legs, so that he can afford such a nice house."

"Farewell, since I was with you, my wallet has been getting thinner and thinner. Let's drink Northwest Wind when it's used up."

Under the sun, Song Qi squinted his eyes and smiled and said, "Hey, you're stingy, anyway, you'll be rich again after the Chinese New Year."

Tomorrow is the competition for the first prize. Song Qi doesn't know the purpose of Wang Yu calling him here, but he has to get enough energy to deal with it. At night, the hall of Hualou just started to be lively, and Song Qi washed up and rolled up the bedding. Going to sleep, Nian Beast, who has been yelling that he is not used to it, ran to the hall to play instead.

When he was in a daze, Song Qi smelled an unpleasant smell, although it was very faint, he was still awakened, pretended to turn over in a deep sleep, slightly opened a slit of his eyes, and saw that the room was full of a light blue color. The smoke was blown in from a thin bamboo tube through a gap in the window.

Naturally, this kind of low-level fragrance couldn't fascinate Song Qi, but just as he wanted to see what the other party was trying to do, he pretended to be stunned and let his breathing be deep and slow.At first he thought it was the news that Wang Yu was referring to, but then he denied it. The person who released the smoke obviously didn't know that he was a monk. .

After Song Qi pretended to faint, the person outside pulled back the small bamboo tube. After a while, the door was pried open, and a hoarse voice said, "I fainted, what should I do next?"

"Do you still need me to teach you? Tie it up!" The voice came from the old bustard: "Be careful, don't touch his face."

Song Qi allowed himself to be carried to a room full of fat and powder. The old bustard was explaining something outside. After a while, he heard the sound of the Nian beast yelling outside. The old bustard quickly laughed and said, "Master, can you The young master who was with you just now? He just went out and looked quite anxious."

According to Nian Beast's IQ, he would definitely be fooled. Song Qi really heard Nian Beast's voice quiet down. He opened his eyes and looked around the room. It was locked tightly. He knocked on the floor. It was upstairs. The sound of silk and bamboo outside is very loud, and the original purpose of this room is probably to attract guests.

Song Qi moved his fingers, and the reins that were tied up on his body were loosened automatically. He lay down on the bed, even if he was tied up, he wanted to make himself more comfortable.

On the second day, Song Qi was woken up by the sound of firecrackers outside one after another. There is a custom here that every morning of the festive season, every household has to set off firecrackers to welcome the arrival of the festive season. When I blocked it and went back to sleep, I heard footsteps outside and woke up instantly.

When the old bustard opened the door, she saw that the young man who was arrested last night was still sitting against the wall in the same posture as yesterday, and it seemed that she hadn't slept all night. She immediately walked over to take the cloth strip stuffed in Song Qi's mouth with distress, and ordered He said: "How do you treat him? This is the hope of our building. Come and feed him something quickly, and let Liu'er come up and put on his makeup when it's done."

The thugs who followed the old bustard responded, and after a short while brought some food, the old bustard said to Song Qi: "Young master, I don't ask much, as long as you help me for a day, you will still be free in the future. If you are willing, I will untie you."

Song Qi nodded pretending to be humiliated, and the bustard smiled and said, "Smart man."

After eating breakfast, Song Qi murmured in his heart: "I think you are quite stupid."

After a while, the girl named Liu Er knocked on the door cautiously with the dowry, and went in after getting a response, leaning over to the old bustard, "Mom, did you call me?"

"Come on, put on some makeup for my new brother in the building. Do you think it's more suitable for the thick and gaudy ones, or the more elegant ones?" The old bustard looked around Song Qi several times with great vigor, feeling more and more satisfied in his heart. , very sure of being able to win the fourth oiran.

She had been secretly seen by other candidates in other buildings, but she was not as beautiful as the one in front of her. With this appearance, this figure, and this temperament, she couldn't compare with the previous hundred oirans.

Liu'er replied in a pleasant manner: "Young master, light makeup is suitable."

"Then don't hurry up. I'll give you half an hour. If you can't draw well, then don't take your hands." The old bustard glared at her, then went out shaking her folding fan and twisting her buttocks. Hurry up, shed a single hair to apologize with your lives."

This girl Liu'er's hands were trembling when she adjusted her makeup. Song Qi sat on the chair and watched her play drums in a leisurely manner. Suddenly, the timid little girl summoned up the courage to ask him: "Did the son also be arrested by his mother?"

"Ah."

Liu'er showed a worried look on her brows, and said: "Don't listen to your mother who said that you will let you go when you get the oiran. When you really get the oiran, you will be the cash cow of this building. She can't let you go. If you want to It’s best to escape now.”

Song Qi was a little surprised at what the girl said to her, and replied: "I don't intend to leave for the time being."

Liu'er shook her head, held a thin charcoal pencil, and wondered where to start. This young man's eyebrows were so long that they didn't need to be touched up, and his eyebrows and eyes seemed to have their own makeup. The eyelashes were also very long, and his skin was fair and delicate. Fan, after much deliberation, it seems that there is really nowhere to start.

Liu'er said: "Master, you don't need makeup, you are already extremely beautiful."

Song Qi didn't know much about his appearance, and he only thought that she was complimenting him. After all, there was an insurmountable gap between the appearance of a mortal and that of a monk. People probably wouldn't say that.

In the end, Liu Er bit the bullet and dazzled some rouge at the end of Song Qi's eyes, and then dyed some red lips, fearing that her mother would say that she was perfunctory, so she fiddled with it here and there. After finishing the treatment, Song Qi looked in the mirror Even the flirtatious ones can't recognize themselves.

Liu'er said embarrassedly: "I originally wanted to draw the young master a cold type, but... the original appearance of the young master has reached the peak, so I had to change it slightly to the side."

Song Qi sighed and looked away from the mirror, and let Liu Er toss his hair again, so Liu Er's task was finally completed, he was relieved and ran out to ask the bustard to come in and check.

Song Qi obediently put on the clothes prepared in the room, and when he was pulling his coat on his shoulders, the old bustard pushed the door in. Song Qi glanced sideways, adjusted his clothes slowly, and then turned around.

The old bustard was amazed and said yes, and even rewarded Liuer ingots of silver, and asked Song Qi to go downstairs. There were several chariots prepared outside, with a red gauze curtain on top of it, and Song Qi sat on it. After entering, the chassis of the person who carried the sedan chair was very stable, and he had practiced kung fu.

He glanced back, and a few good-looking people came out of the building, and they also sat on the rest of the walking chariot.

Is this going to be paraded?The thought of being watched by a large group of people made Song Qi feel uncomfortable. He cast a small spell to make the red gauze curtain a barrier. If others want to see him, they can only see part of his face, and they cannot see the whole thing from any angle. Face.

Only in this way did he relax a little, and sat down to take a nap, waiting for the news that Wang Yu wanted to tell him to come to him.

After walking around Fengdu City, the chariot stopped in the flower market, and then those thugs retreated. Song Qi looked around, puzzled, and the rest of the chariot lifted up the red gauze and came out , took the basket from the maid, and entered the bustling flower market.

"My lord, are you not going?" Seeing that Song Qi hadn't come out, the people outside couldn't help asking, then the red gauze was lifted up, Song Qi took the basket and said, "Go."

Along the way, Song Qi met several people from the cultivation world in the flower market, and some ministers from the Yu Kingdom also came here to play. He felt ashamed, raised his sleeve to cover his face, and passed by The mask stand then walked along with a mask and put it on his face without even looking at it.

Seeing this, the servant girl who followed him did not hinder him, because this young man's figure alone could win the top spot in the flower market.

Song Qi received a lot of flowers along the way, and soon the basket was full, the servant girl took his flower basket, and gave him another empty basket, Song Qi glanced at her, and said: "You look unfamiliar, don't you Is there anyone in the building?"

The maid said with a beaming smile, "Young Master, you have a photographic memory. The servant is indeed not from the building, but the official family who organizes the festival."

"Oh." Song Qi replied indifferently, with other things in his heart, his footsteps seemed a little heavy, he had a premonition that the person you were waiting for was coming.

But he also had this premonition many times before, thinking that he would meet that person by turning a corner, crossing a long river, and crossing this mountain, but every time he ended up disappointed, so after he had this premonition, he laughed at himself first. After a while.

There are strings of lanterns hanging on both sides of the flower market, and there are flower trees all over the street. All kinds of objects sold have flower elements, and the fragrance of flowers can be heard everywhere. The laughter of children hovers in the sky, and the festive red silk is wrapped around On the flower tree, there is a sign with the person you like hanging.

Song Qi walked in the hustle and bustle out of place, and from time to time he would receive flowers from the little girls, and the girl who followed him asked, "Is there something on your mind, sir?"

Song Qi said: "Everyone has something on their minds."

"Yes, everyone has them, so when compared in this way, I always feel that when I am troubled by my mind, it seems hypocritical."

"You're right." Song Qi smiled, and the girl couldn't help but bend her eyes when she saw him smile, and continued: "Young master has gained a lot from this trip, this time the oiran must be your boss again. "

As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar around, everyone scrambling to be the first to swarm in one direction, vaguely heard words such as "shocked as a heavenly man" and "beautiful crowned the world", the girl muttered: "Who else can be as good as you?" Can't you, son?"

"Go and have a look." Song Qi handed her the flower basket and followed the flow of people in that direction.

The servant girl was a step slower, and she couldn't see Song Qi's figure if she tried to chase her again. She hurriedly said to her back: "Hurry up and find it, it's such a mess here, don't let someone hurt you!"

Song Qi was constantly pushed forward by the crowd, and finally found a gap to get out, only to find that he was squeezed to the edge of the covered bridge. The fence of the covered bridge was very low, and he was about to be squeezed and fell.

The people looked excitedly at a flower boat in the river below, the shadow of the candle was shaking, Song Qi couldn't see the direction clearly, he wanted to stand back, but he didn't know that the hand holding the pillar was severely pressed down , I gave away my hand in a moment of pain, and just fell down.

There was a splash of water, and the clothes on his body were really in the way. When Song Qi was about to take off the mask, someone grabbed his wrist and was quickly brought out of the water.

On the deck of the ship, the man asked, "Are you okay?"

Hearing this sound, Song Qi twisted his clothes for a while, and suddenly looked up. The handsome young man in red leaned slightly to look at him, with a black rope tied from his forehead to the back of his head and two long The tassels, the hair is still loosely tied, but still so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

As dazzling as the scorching sun.