The beauty of the peasant girl of crossing

Chapter 25
Not long after the queen's birthday, the people of the capital ushered in another grand event - the oiran meeting began.

The Oiran Conference is one of the most famous events in Beijing, and it is also a means for those brothel brothels to make a name for the girls in their buildings.

The girl who won the flower name not only doubled her own worth, but it was difficult to meet with leisure money.

The brothel where the girl is located will also become famous, thus increasing its influence in this industry.

The oiran meeting came as scheduled.

This time, the Oiran Conference was held on the flower terrace, an open-air stage in the west of the city.

The flower stand has been carefully arranged, and at this time, the front of the stage is full of people, which is extraordinarily lively and noisy.

Yu Chonglou and Shen Furong dressed in men's clothes were standing behind the crowd.

Since Yu Chonglou helped Shen Furong to escape last time, he often came to Juxianlou to listen to Shen Furong's storytelling.

In their spare time, Shen Furong would also invite Shen Furong to drink tea and chat together. As they came and went, the two became more familiar with each other.

Today, when I heard Shen Furong say that she was going to watch the oiran election, Yu Chonglou followed without a word.

At this moment, all the young, beautiful and famous prostitutes are taking turns to perform on stage.

"Good! Good! Good! Good!..."

The people in the audience clapped and applauded, and there were bursts of cheers and applause from the crowd.

After closing her eyes and listening to a beautiful singing prostitute sang a song on stage, Shen Furong praised:

"It's like the sound of heaven. It's beautiful, beautiful. If this voice goes to tell a book, I won't have a place to eat."

I have to say that the girls who came to participate in the Hua Kui Conference are indeed very talented.

At this moment, Yu Chonglou was leaning against a big tree, and was looking at the stage in a trance. Hearing this, he looked at Shen Furong with a look of admiration, and his eyes were suddenly filled with a gentle smile.

They were standing in the backlight at this time, and the splendid sunlight could not reach their faces, but even so, Shen Furong, who was standing quietly behind the crowd, was still very eye-catching.

He thought that if Mr. Shen was not a big man, but a delicate girl, he would definitely be moved.

"It's just some vulgar fans," Yu Chonglou silently added in his heart: How can I be compared with you.

Shen Furong raised her eyebrows slightly and teased:
"Hey, I thought you wanted to see beautiful women when you came here. Don't you noble sons call themselves flirtatious? When did you become so flamboyant?"

Facing Shen Furong's ridicule, Yu Zhonglou did not change his color:

"Mr. Shen, don't listen to the rumors outside, I'm not some rambunctious, unrestrained playboy.

Although I look romantic on the surface, but in fact, I have passed through a thousand flowers, the leaves do not stick to my body, and I am very clean.

If I have a woman I love, I will definitely marry her, and I will only love her with all my heart and never change my heart! "

Yu Chonglou said solemnly, Shen Furong's eyes darkened, and she couldn't help but be moved.

She most admires those partners who love to the end of their lives and will never stop, such a single-minded, unswerving loyal love, I wonder if she can find it?

Shen Furong suddenly wanted to tell Yu Chonglou that she was actually a woman, not a gentleman.

It's just that the words turned around and swallowed, and finally she gave up the idea.

Maybe, now is not the time.

……

After a few moments, a girl with superb dancing skills ended the performance. Shen Furong looked around the flower terrace, but she couldn't find Feng Qi.

She couldn't help but be a little worried.

Feng Qi is very concerned about the election of the Hua Kui, how could she not come?

Isn't something wrong?

Seeing Shen Furong's absent-minded appearance, Yu Zhonglou asked with concern, "But what happened?"

Shen Furong nodded, "It's really not right, I'll go back and have a look, you're waiting for me here."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked quickly to the attic not far away.

She had heard someone say just now that this attic is a place for the girls who came to participate in the oiran election to rest. If Feng Qi came, he would definitely be inside.

"Shen Xian..."

When Yu Zhonglou saw that Shen Furong had disappeared in a blink of an eye, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, and could only wait in place according to his words.

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Shen Furong entered the attic, and after asking people, she quickly found the room where Feng Qi was.

Feng Qi was squatting on the corner of the wall and burst into tears. When she saw Shen Furong, she immediately rushed over and hugged her.

"Sister Shen, what should I do? The dress I used for the performance was destroyed. How can I go on stage after a while?"

Seeing that Feng Qiqiao's face was full of tears, Shen Furong hurriedly comforted:

"Don't cry Feng Qi, your eyes won't be beautiful when you cry, let's talk about what's going on?"

Feng Qi nodded when she heard the words, took a deep breath, and gradually stopped her tears, she said with a bit of choking in her voice:
"I've been practicing dancing in the backyard. I just came in to change my clothes, and suddenly found that my long skirt was damaged."

Feng Qi said, and brought the destroyed dress to Shen Furong to see.

This is a gorgeous red dress. Feng Qi, who was born bright, must be very beautiful with such a magnificent dress.

It's just that now the skirt of the long skirt has been cut with a long slit, and the broken part seems to be scratched by sharp objects such as hairpins.

"I don't know which goddess did it. It's my turn to come to power soon. What should I do?"

Feng Qi snorted and said, her heart was very anxious.

Now she doesn't even dare to think about winning the oiran, all she thinks about is how it will end when she comes to power.

The number of candidates for the oiran election is limited. This time, the bustard of Qingfenglou wanted other girls to run for the election.

If she can't complete the performance, not only will the bustard punish her, but she will no longer be able to stand out.

"Don't worry, let me think about it."

Shen Furong frowned slightly, thinking seriously.

This long skirt probably slits from the bare feet to the knees.

If this were in modern times, she would definitely tear up the skirt and open it directly to the bottom of the thigh, changing it into a cheongsam in seconds, which must have a unique flavor.

But this is ancient times, and Feng Qi wants to perform such a special dance. Obviously, it is not practical to do so.

When his eyes turned slightly, his eyes fell on the quiver hanging on the west wall.

Shen Furong's eyes suddenly lit up.

……

After a while, the tails of the dozen or so feathered arrows in the quiver became bare.

And the arrow feathers that should have been glued to the back of the arrow shaft were all moved to the scratched long skirt at this moment.

It not only covers the uneven gaps subtly, but also makes the long skirt look more gorgeous and bright.

After Feng Qi took the long skirt from Shen Furong, she couldn't wait to put it on her body, full of excitement:
"Sister Shen, you're amazing. You have come up with such an ingenious way. This red dress is even more beautiful than before."

Shen Furong smiled slightly, "Okay, get ready to go on stage soon!"

Feng Qi nodded vigorously, and hurriedly sat in front of the bronze mirror and began to comb her hair.

She will show her talents well, live up to Sister Shen's expectations, and show the person who secretly destroyed the long dress to see that she, Feng Qi, will not be easily defeated.

(End of this chapter)