Puzzled

In Gu Xueran's room, Su Yanhui had already taken off his shirt, and Gu Xueran took good care of the wound.

Gu Xueran pulled Su Yanhui to sit on the bed, her anger still lingering: "What kind of person is Jiang Daiqing, he dares to bully you!"

Su Yanhui said in a daze: "He's right, I'm ungrateful, but I can't help it, I really love Pei Yimo."

Gu Xueran was a little disappointed: "I know this. Choices are always difficult, so I don't expect you to give up Pei Yimo."

Su Yanhui looked at him: "Young boy also likes me, doesn't he?"

Looking back at this, Xue Ran was not angry, but blushed and nodded: "It is enough for me to be with you like this."

Su Yanhui smiled and said, "Why aren't you angry?"

Gu Xueran lowered her eyes and sighed: "It's up to you, I'm very disappointed now. Why do you think so many people like you? Pei Yimo used to be a person with eyes on the top of his head, and people who admired Wen Nanhui also caught him. Daba, if only you and I got to know each other earlier?"

Su Yanhui smiled softly: "There are too many what-ifs in this world. I often think, what if Mo'er wasn't the leader of Luomei Sect, and if he didn't practice "White Plum Jade Hairpin"? Or, if I had chosen Wen Nanhui back then. , what will happen?"

"But... life has only consequences and consequences."

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The next day, Su Yanhui felt that his injury was much better, he didn't want to stay in the inn and see Gu Xueran or Jiang Daiqing or Wen Nanhui, so he went out for a walk alone.

He made an agreement with Gu Xueran not to tell Wen Nanhui that Jiang Daiqing wanted to kill him.

In Jiangling's largest brothel, Liehuo Building, there was a din of voices, and Su Yanhui also squeezed in to join in the fun.

It turned out that they were choosing the oiran, and all the contestants were beautiful and beautiful, with extraordinary temperament. Looking from left to right, they looked like fire, water, ice, and fog.Flames are raging, gentle like water, noble and glamorous, elusive.

The young bustard said to the packed young masters: "Young masters! My lords! Today we are electing the oiran in Liehuo Building, and we have selected the most popular among the girls from the four gates. We are waiting for your lords to judge!"

Su Yanhui was so crowded that he couldn't find his way. Just now he heard what the bustard said, so he asked a young man next to him: "What about the four gates here?"

The young man next to him took a look at him and said, "This young man must be an outsider, right? The signboard of the Raging Fire Building is four styles of girls, namely the Flame Gate, the Shuirou Gate, the Ice and Snow Gate, and the Wuyu Gate."

Su Yanhui let out an "oh", thinking that Yue Shanglou once held a contest to select the oiran, and Honglian won the championship for three consecutive years, a group of girls could not compare to a single man, Honglian.

After being silent for a while, Su Yanhui quickly focused on the four beauties on the stage. It could be seen that most of the men were interested in the beauties from the Flaming Gate. The most primitive desires.

"The rules are very simple. Four girls, Huolie, Quanling, Cixue, and Qingnv, will show off their talents, and each adult will throw a copper coin in the corresponding box. Whoever has the most copper coins in the box will be the beneficiary." The next oiran!" The old bustard shouted happily, the people in his eyes were full of sacks of money.

Su Yanhui looked over one by one, and they all looked good.

There have been many discussions among the crowd.

"Of course I'm going to vote for Fire Girl, you don't know how coquettish she is on the bed!"

"If you want me to say that you should vote for Miss Cixue, it is fun to pursue a woman who is difficult, and you will have a sense of conquest. This young master does not want a girl who can be obtained within two months!"

"Why vote for Cixue? I think gentle girls are the cutest. I want to vote for Miss Quanling."

There was a lot of discussion, and Su Yanhui listened to it, and found that very few people wanted to vote for Qingnv.

Looking at the stage, Su Yanhui found that only Qingnv was wearing a pink veil, and her red lips were faintly visible underneath, which also had a special charm.

Su Yanhui asked a young master: "I think this young girl from Wuyumen is not bad, why do you feel that her popularity is not high?"

"It's not that we don't want to vote. To be honest, the girls from the Wuyumen are not bad at all. It's just that the people from the Wuyumen all cover their faces and don't take off their veils at any time. It always feels a little worse."

Su Yanhui smiled, thinking that this young girl must be a stunning beauty, but after thinking about it, he felt that this mysterious young girl was very attractive to him.

Qingnv is Shuang, Teng Liu is Xue, isn't this clearly telling everyone that she is using a pseudonym?

Suddenly, the noisy crowd quieted down, and at first glance, it turned out that it was Huo Lie's first talent show.

Huo Lie is very beautiful, although he is not as good as Zuo Xiaonan, who is also a phoenix in the fire, he can be regarded as a city in a dusty place.

Huoli grew lotuses every step of the way, and took off his coat when he walked to the middle of the stage, leaving a sleeveless red vest on his upper body, embellished with dazzling rubies. The style is very novel and has a strong exotic style.

The design of exposing the waist and arms made the young masters blood spurt when they saw it. Before Huo Lie could start showing it, someone had already thrown copper coins into her box.

Huo Lie smiled slightly, and said: "Thank you for your support, Huo Lie will dance for the adults today."

After all, a few girls who played music next to them started to play the piano, and Huo Lie danced to the sound of the piano.

Su Yanhui had also seen the world before, and immediately saw that what Huo Lie danced was a dance from Tianzhu. He had also seen Tianzhu's dancers dance, and he was really amazed at that time.

The dancing posture of the woman in front of her is also elegant, which is actually comparable to that of the dancing girls from Tianzhu.

After a dance, everyone below clapped their hands and applauded. After a while, Huolie's box was full.

Huo Lie thanked everyone and went down, it was Quan Ling's turn to play.

Quan Ling really seemed to feel tenderness like water, worthy of being the signature of Shuiroumen, she nodded slightly, her voice was obviously lower than that of Huo Lie, and said: "Today, Quan Ling would like to sing a song for Junge."

The girls next to her began to play a very soft tune, and the first sentence of Quan Ling's singing had already melted everyone present.

"You have to break it early, one branch is rich and colorful, don't wait for Fangfei. Four pieces of machine, the mandarin ducks are about to fly together. The poor old man is white first. Spring waves and green grass, deep in the cold dawn, relative to the red clothes."

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"Five machines, the period of intimate and ingenious hearts. The branches of the acacia tree are connected. Under the double-headed flowers, two concentric places, a pair of metamorphosis children."

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"Spring clothes. It's sad to be dyed with plain silk. The world is filthy and colorless. It should be like an autumn fan, and it will be discarded forever. There will be no time to serve the king....Singing flies down and draws cool dust, and after dancing, the fragrant wind blows the embroidered grass .. I want to form a thread of hatred, but suddenly there is a heartbroken person in front of my respect. I will return with my sleeves folded, and the prime minister will go well..."

It was said to be singing, but it sounded like crying.After a song, everyone was still unable to extricate themselves from the illusion created by the singing for a long time, and some even forgot to wipe away their tears.

Su Yanhui couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion when he heard it, the singing was so clear, long, and extremely soft, he suddenly remembered that a few years ago, the woman singing Qu Yuan Chuci that he and Wen Nanhui heard at night was this person's singing!

In a blink of an eye, Quan Ling's box was also full, and Ci Xue was next.

Ci Xue appeared generously, but with no expression on her face, acting like a queen.Said: "Young masters, please ask questions, and Cixue will definitely be able to answer."

It was as if a pot had exploded in the crowd, and immediately a young master laughed and said, "Miss Cixue, what should I do if I can't answer the question?"

Ci Xue glanced at him: "It's up to you."

Su Yanhui also couldn't help but feel that this woman was bold, and it was always a man's business to get academic honors in school, so how dare she speak nonsense?

But the young master in the crowd immediately said: "Okay, Miss Cixue is really straightforward, then please Miss Cixue please treat me with this poem."

After saying that, the man thought for a moment, and said: "Chanjuan Rourou took a picture."

Ci Xue replied without hesitation: "Han Cicada makes a miserable shadow of herself."

The man said again: "The lantern flower touches the flowing water under the shadow."

Ci Xue still didn't think about it: "Look at the clear sky from the eyes of the people."

Cixue's wonderful answer won applause from the audience, and the young master also said: "Miss Cixue is very talented in writing, and she answers questions fluently. Nangong Zhuo admires it!"

Su Yanhui looked at the man who called himself Nangong Zhuo, and he looked like a peach blossom.

Cixue remained calm and nodded slightly.

Immediately afterwards, someone said: "Miss Cixue, Yi asked the Queen Mother of the West for the medicine of immortality, and Chang'e stole it to fly to the moon. There is a mourning, and there is no way to continue. Do you know what Chang'e and the moon are like now?"

Now the crowd was discussing a lot, even Su Yanhui felt that this person was deliberately making things difficult for Ci Xue, who in this world really knew what the moon was like?

Unexpectedly, Ci Xue then replied: "I wonder if this young master has heard that the moon is full of potholes and there is no life?"

Everyone was astonished, this kind of words must not be believed, she is just a brothel girl, and it is common to play tricks on the occasion, not to mention such a fluent answer, it is more like a casual fabrication.

But Su Yanhui couldn't bear to ask: "How did Miss Cixue know?"

Unexpectedly, this sentence was an overlapping voice, and the other voice that sounded at the same time as Su Yanhui was Nangong Zhuo's voice just now.

The two looked at each other, nodded slightly to express their politeness, and then looked at the beautiful porcelain snow on the stage in unison.

Ci Xue looked at Su Yanhui and said, "I just know some knowledge that few people know, nothing to be surprised about."

Not to be outdone, Su Yanhui said: "Then Miss Cixue must know that Wang Huizhi loves bamboo all his life, and after living in an empty room, she ordered him to plant bamboo, or asked why, Huizhi only chanted and chanted bamboo, saying?"

Ci Xue snorted through her nose, and received: "How can one day be without such a gentleman? One cup forgets the world, and seven bowls make wind."

Now everyone present who has read "Book of Jin" sighed repeatedly. This Cixue is clearly a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. How can she read poetry and books, know astronomy first, and geography secondhand?