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The young talents in the crowd bowed their hands one after another.

Whether it is sincere or false.

At least on the surface, they are very polite to Zihong.

"Hmph...hypocrisy." Yan Qingqing muttered in a low voice.

Yu Yi also sighed in his heart, this eldest prince is not simple, but has a deep scheming mind.

His own person was beaten, but he didn't get angry on the spot, and even apologized falsely to win people's hearts.

A person like Zihong is very suitable to participate in the power struggle.

The emperor of the Zhuxia Empire was a powerful man of the holy rank, and he had not appointed a heir apparent when he was young and in his prime.

He has many children.

The eldest prince and the second prince are all strong contenders for the crown prince.

"Everyone is gone, everyone is gone."

Under the gesture of the eldest prince, the scholars who watched the excitement left one after another.

Only Yuyi and the others remained at the bow of the boat.

"Third brother, you've grown up."

"Brother Dahuang's situation has become smaller."

"..."

The corner of Zihong's mouth twitched, and his eyes turned to Yan Qingqing: "Cousin, how are you doing?"

"Very good, it tastes delicious." Yan Qingqing said indifferently.

"..."

Zihong was completely speechless.

He could only change the subject and said, "Third Brother, Cousin, the Lou Chuan Poetry Fair is about to start, let's go in together."

Zixin and Yan Qingqing nodded noncommittally.

Yuyi is a crowd eating melons all the time.

He could tell that the eldest prince Zihong was trying his best to win over Yan Qingqing, or rather Yan Qingqing's father, the general who held a large army.

But Yan Qingqing didn't like it very much, and she looked down on the eldest prince.

Relatively speaking, the relationship between Yan Qingqing and the third prince Zixin is very good, better than a real sibling.

The battle between royal families is indeed complicated.

A group of people walked towards the painting boat.

Yan Qingqing moved closer to Yuyi and said in a low voice: "Xiao Yu, I believe you have also seen the purpose of the eldest prince.

Alas... I really don't want to communicate with these people, but I have to do superficial work.

In fact, I want to take risks more, and I really like the kind of life without restraint. "

"Well, I can see it." Yuyi nodded noncommittally.

When he first went on an adventure in the misty forest, he found that Yan Qingqing was not suitable for intrigue.

Otherwise, as the captain, she wouldn't be played around by Gu Boyuan, Rosa and others.

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Chapter 294 The Thirteen Flower Fairies in Hongxiu Pavilion

Everyone came to the inside of the painting boat.

The Hongxiu Pavilion is indeed the largest brothel in Chaoge City, and its Hongxiufang is still extremely luxurious.

The interior of the red sleeve boat is carved with jade railings, and the lights are feasting and feasting.

It looks luxurious but not extravagant, noble and elegant.

The first thing that catches the eye is a wide hall, which is surrounded by surrounding rooms in the shape of a patio.

The hall is full of desks.

At the end of the hall is a large ornately decorated stage, which is where the actors and courtesans of the Red Sleeve Pavilion perform.

At this moment, the hall is already full of people and guests.

Around the hall is the room of the painting boat.

The corridor on the second floor was also full of people.

There are fox-eared girls, rabbit-eared girls, cat-eared girls, and other maids and maids coming and going in the boat, which aroused the interest and hobbies of the male compatriots.

These people's maids and maids are dressed coolly, but they are not kitsch, and they fully grasp the weaknesses of men.

Whether it is literati or maids, most of them are cultivated people, only a few are ordinary people.

The literati of the Zhuxia Empire are not like the literati after the Song Dynasty in China, who have no power to restrain a chicken.

They all have certain cultivation bases.

Many people switch careers to become scholars because they are not very talented in cultivation.

In the painting boat, everyone's strength is suppressed by the formation to become ordinary people.

This is to prevent some hot-tempered guys from fighting because of a small quarrel.

If there is no formation, the painting boat will not be able to withstand the aftermath of the battle of the monks.

Zixin smirked and said, "Brother-in-law, how about the maid at Hongxiufang?"

"Pretty good." Yuyi nodded.

Zi Xin explained with a smile: "Hey, these orc maids are just side dishes, and the real masters are all talented women of our human race.

There are twelve golden flowers and one oiran in Hongxiu Pavilion, and they are the cash cows of Hongxiu Pavilion.

It is said that in today's poetry meeting, Twelve Golden Flowers and Oirans will appear.

We Chaoge City, and even famous talents from the Zhuxia Empire gathered in the Red Sleeve Boat just to witness the beauty of the Twelve Golden Flowers and the Oiran. "

"Huh? The Red Sleeve Pavilion is so high-profile, what about the other boats? Are they willing to be robbed of their business?" Yu Yi asked in surprise.

As the place of fireworks, the Nile River is full of brothels.

Facing the unique beauty of Hongxiu Pavilion, it is impossible for other brothels to remain indifferent.

Zixin spread his hands helplessly, "So what if you are not reconciled? There are many bigwigs behind the Red Sleeve Pavilion participating in the shares.

The oirans for several consecutive years have all come from Hongxiu Pavilion, and other brothels can't compete for it.

They can only settle for the next best thing and receive scholars with lower rankings. "

"So it is."

Yu Yi understood.

Although he was not born in ancient China, he also knows how attractive an oiran is to those talents who are trying to gain fame.

Zixin brought Yuyi, Yan Qingqing, and Bai Xiaomeng to the left corner table in the front row.

The eldest prince Zi Hong and Wu Tianhao sat in the corner on the right.

Wu Shihao still stared at Yuyi with resentful eyes, wishing to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Yuyi is too lazy to pay attention to this kind of dude, if he dares to continue jumping in front of him, he will kill him casually.

As for his holy grandpa, Yuyi is equally sure of killing him.

"What are you looking at? Keep staring at Xiaoyu, I will take your head off and use it as a chamber pot." Yan Qingqing glared angrily.

Yu Yi rolled his eyes, this guy Yan Qingqing is really outspoken.

Using Wu Tianhao's head as a chamber pot, she is not afraid of being caught

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Scared to death?

Wu Tianhao trembled in fright, shrank his neck, and dared not stare at Yuyi any longer.

A charming lady Yu stepped onto the stage.

Sister Yu is wearing a long red dress with a very low neckline, revealing a deep gully, which is very charming.

Hongyi Yujie said coquettishly: "I am the person in charge of Hongxiu Pavilion, Hongjie.

Young talents from all over the world are welcome to come to participate in the poetry conference of Hongxiufang.

The winner of today's conference can become the guest of Twelve Golden Flowers.

Maybe he will become the wishful husband of the oiran Baihua Fairy, it depends on whether you can win the beauty's smile. "

"Wow... Really? I like the Chrysanthemum Fairy among the Twelve Golden Flowers the most."

"Haha, I like Rose Fairy."

"I like Peony Fairy."

"I like it better, Plum Blossom Fairy."

"I want Baihua Fairy."

……

Sister Hong's words made the talented scholars in the hall blow up.

The scholars present were scrambling to express their attitude towards their favorite flower fairy.

Relatively speaking, very few people mentioned the oiran Baihua Fairy.

It's not that Fairy Baihua is not as popular as Fairy Twelve Flowers, but because she is so popular and she is so beautiful that the talented scholars present subconsciously feel that they cannot be compared to her.

Miss Hong stepped down from the stage.

The lights flickered on the stage.

Twelve beauties wore scarves and flew out from various rooms on the third floor, falling slowly.

When they landed, they were accompanied by petals scattered from the top of the boat, really like a fairy descending to earth.

The musicians in the shadow of the stage are playing ethereal fairy sounds to set off the twelve flower fairies.

Twelve flower fairies slowly landed on the main stage. Their waistless tube tops, knee-length skirts, and bulging figures attracted countless eyes.

Their attires are roughly the same, but the colors of the dresses are different, and each of them wears a flower hosta with his own title on his bun.

Immediately afterwards, a more mysterious beauty with a veil landed slowly with a guqin.

The elegant sound of the piano resounded in all directions, and twelve flower fairies danced lightly.

The beautiful and enchanting figure attracted the attention of all the men in the boat.

"Wow... Fairy Rose is so beautiful, it's so beautiful to dance."

"Nonsense, it's obviously Peony Fairy who dances better."

"Farting is the best dance for Plum Blossom Fairy."

"Stop arguing. Of the twelve flower fairies, no matter which one is a peerless beauty, they dance very well."

"It's extremely, it's extremely, the twelve flower fairies compete high."

"I feel that the twelve flower fairies can play so well, and it is indispensable to cooperate with Baihua fairy's piano sound."

"Yes, Fairy Baihua is worthy of being an oiran, and her piano skills are really like fairy music."

……

The scholars in the painting boat whispered to each other, not concealing their admiration for a certain fairy.

Yu Yi stared intently at Baihua Fairy playing the piano.