Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

There are three floors in the painting boat of Liufang Pavilion, which are divided into a hall, private rooms and a flower house for guests to spend the night.

Feng Ze handed over the sign, and a handsome maid with a curvaceous figure led the two of them to a private room on the second floor. The wall on the outside of the private room rose halfway up, and a tall gauze mist curtain hangs down. Outsiders see only vague and blurred images inside the curtain, but those inside the curtain can look out of the curtain very clearly and have an overview of the entire hall.

This is one of the most ingenious designs in Liufang Pavilion.

The maid leading the way was always holding a small and exquisite flower basket. Inside the flower basket were several nameless flowers with water droplets hanging on them. There were seven red and white flowers on the left and right.Entering the house, the maid blessed her body, placed the flower basket in front of Feng Ze, lowered her head to reveal a fair and graceful back of her neck, and explained in a soft voice: "Today's pavilion is a grand event for Liu Fang to trace her. After the girls on the flower platform come to the stage, the young master can throw the red flowers in this flower basket to the girls he likes according to his own preferences, and vice versa... If the young master likes any girl in the building, he can The price starts from ten red flowers, and the one with the highest number of flowers can have a spring evening with the girl. However, if the young master is interested in the girls outside the building, it will only depend on the sincerity of the young master."

"Look at the sincerity?" Feng Ze's lips curved into a smile that was not a smile, and he took out a red flower from the flower basket to play with in his hand, "If you talk about sincerity, then don't you want to marry her back home?"

The maid pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "Exactly."

Feng Ze nodded knowingly, and took advantage of the opportunity to throw the red flowers in his hand into the arms of the tall and straight man sitting beside him, and asked, "I'm afraid that each of these red flowers is not cheap?"

"Red flowers cost one hundred taels, and white flowers only cost half a tael." The maid said with a smile, "If you need anything, you can just ask your servants."

Feng Ze shook his head, and sighed with a smile, "Wang Yuanwai can play."

Hearing this, the maid's smile didn't diminish, she just bent over and said softly, "I only hope that the young master can find her fragrance in Liufang Pavilion tonight."

Night fell quickly, and through the gauze curtain in front of you, you could clearly see the spacious hall below.

At this time, many people have already found their seats below.Most of these people are talented scholars in Tianshui Town. They are very elegant and show themselves to be romantic. Gathering together under such a grand event, many people can't wait to start reciting poems and composing, lively and lively. The atmosphere became very hot.

The flower platform slowly rose to half waist height, and a middle-aged lady dressed as a madam, with thick makeup, walked onto the stage with a smile.

Behind her were two delicate and elegant girls, holding two nameless flowers, one red and one white, respectively.

Flicking the handkerchief, he explained the function of the flower branches in the hands of the two girls on the left and right tonight. The madam's gorgeous makeup and the charming smile on the corners of her lips were like sugar that was so thick that she couldn't stop pulling, making a sweet person feel tired.After talking about the price of the red and white flower branches, she threw the flower branches in the hands of the two girls into the air, and seeing the scholars and scholars in the hall sitting together, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Looking at the scene downstairs in the private room upstairs, Feng Ze couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly.

The scholars in the hall were obviously different from the guests upstairs, and Liufang Pavilion didn't seem to offer free red and white nameless flowers.And after the madam told the rules for tonight, the 100 taels of flower branches became the favorites in the eyes of these scholars, full of allure but at the same time completely heated up the atmosphere in the pavilion.

The two-color flower branch was finally snatched away by a black and bright man with two fists.The big man with a rough face had a murderous look in his dark eyes, and the center of his facial features seemed to have been wounded by a sharp knife, leaving a long scar, which was daunting.

After snatching the flower branches, the black-faced man looked around the hall first, and finally pulled down the cloth scarf on his head to cover his facial features, then flew onto the beam and sat on it very leisurely.

Seeing this, a group of scholars could only shake their heads and sat back to their original seats with regret.

On the flower platform, the bustard had already stepped off the platform at some point.

A woman holding a pipa walked out with curly steps, and the gauze skirt embroidered with delicate orchids swayed layer by layer, half of her jade arms glowing with luster were exposed, and the lapels on the shoulders and neck were like blooming flowers , there was a bright little mole on her pretty collarbone.

"My concubine is Wanlan, and I would like to present a piece of pipa music to all the gentlemen and masters here today."

This woman's facial features are extremely delicate and delicate, when she picked up the pipa in her hand, the moment she lowered her head and smiled instantly won the hearts of many people present.

In the private room upstairs, Feng Ze glanced at the flower table downstairs with a lack of interest, then took the cup in hand and signaled the attendants to fill it up.

The delicate maid was about to step forward, but was stepped forward by a tall man.

Surprise flashed in her eyes, the maid pursed her lips, she was not annoyed, she just smiled and said to Feng Ze, "Miss Wanlan is the third Qing leader in Liufang Pavilion, she is not only good at dancing and music, but also has a gentle personality. Wan Xiaoyi, what do you think, Young Master?"

Feng Ze raised his eyes lazily, and only glanced at the silent man pouring wine for him, but this time he didn't ignore or slap him away.

After taking a shallow sip, he heard what the maid said, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, his eyes turned lightly, and he met the man's deep eyes, and asked casually, "What do you think?"

Gu Yue paused for a while, but he didn't even look at the flower terrace downstairs, and replied, "vulgar."

"En." In a soft reply, Feng Ze frowned slightly.

The taste of the wine in the mouth is a bit astringent, and the stamina is also slightly insufficient. After all, it is not comparable to Fuchu's fine wine.

Putting down the wine glass in distaste, Feng Xuan propped his chin, picked up a white flower from the flower basket, and without thinking about it, threw the flower down through the gap on the side of the gauze curtain until it reached the center of the flower stand.

"My lord, this is it!" Qingxiu maid was surprised for a moment, then hurriedly covered her lips again.

The white flowers were particularly conspicuous in the pile of red flowers that fell from upstairs, not only fell into the eyes of the entire Liufang Pavilion guests, causing an uproar.

Even Wan Lan, who was picking up the lute, saw it clearly.

There is no way, who let the white flower not fall anywhere, but it happened to land on her toes.

The atmosphere on the flower stand became subtle for a moment, and the white flowers that fell on Wanlan's toes were like dazzling needles.Fingers made a sharp sound on the strings of the pipa. The woman with charming and beautiful features sat awkwardly on the embroidered stool. People panicked.

The red flowers that kept falling in the box on the second floor also seemed to have been pressed the still button.

Wan Lan's complexion turned pale, and her eyes were filled with tears.She looked at the madam in the audience as if asking for help, and seeing the madam winking at herself towards the second floor, she gritted her teeth and gently raised her delicate face towards a box on the second floor.

Two lines of clear tears flowed slowly from her eyes. The pretty pale girl pursed her lips tightly. She looked cold and not flattering when she lost her smile. She was dressed in a white orchid gauze, showing an elegant and elegant look. The color of spotless silt.

There was a moment of silence in Liufang Pavilion, and a red flower tremblingly fell again in the private room on the second floor, followed by big red flowers falling continuously...

Someone threw out ten flowers, and someone followed closely behind...

Fifty, sixty, a hundred flowers!

Wanlan opened her eyes slightly, but she couldn't see even a red flower falling from the private room on the left in the center of the second floor...

The disappointment in my heart was getting bigger and bigger, and the madam shook her head at her.

The number of red flowers was fixed at 120, and Wan Lan walked down the flower stage holding the pipa as if she had lost her soul.

"The plan failed." Passing by the madam, Wanlan heard the regretful voice of the madam, "It's only 120, so it's not a loss."

Her body froze for a moment, and Wanlan thought that she might not have anything worth using in the pavilion.

There was silence in the private room, Feng Ze looked at the flower platform and said with a smile, "I'm finally going down, this girl's pipa music made my heart flustered."

The handsome maid couldn't help but blurted out, "My lord, isn't pipa music your favorite?"

Glancing at the maid, the smile on Feng Ze's lips did not diminish, but a sternness flashed in his eyes, "You little maid, how do you know that the master's favorite is pipa music?"