Plane game: mental disorder at the beginning

Chapter 64 The iron cavalry protrudes from the sword
It's mealtime now, so it's so lively in Dengxian Tower.

As soon as Fang Jingzhe entered the door, a waiter in blue linen came forward to greet her.

"Guest officer, is there one for you?"

"Yes, give me a box on the third floor." Fang Jingzhe patted the purse on his waist, looking like he had money but no place to spend it.

The waiter in the store showed a look of embarrassment, "It's a coincidence, the guest officer, the private rooms are full today, how about I take you to the private room on the second floor? The scenery is also very good."

"Lead the way."

Fang Jingzhe didn't worry about it, anyway, the third floor and the second floor didn't feel too different, and he didn't plan to really go to the private room.

He came here because he wanted to hear the news, so what if he got into the box.

……

The private seats on the second floor are actually nothing more than a wider distance between the tables, but ordinary people can still hear clearly what the next table says as long as they pay attention.

Not to mention that Fang Jingzhe is not an ordinary person.

After sitting down.

The waiter asked courteously, "Guest officer, what would you like to eat?"

Fang Jingzhe didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "Two catties of beef, a jar of red meat."

This is always the case in TV dramas, no matter where those heroes go, they always eat two catties of beef and a jar of wine, and they eat so boldly.

Fang Jingzhe also wanted to try today.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words came out, the face of the waiter in the shop changed drastically, and he said in panic: "Guest officer, the sale of beef is banned by the government, so it's embarrassing for you to order this."

"Huh? No beef?"

"Guest officer, there is really no beef. All the cattle in the field are registered with the government. Even if an old cow dies suddenly, it's not our turn to collect it, and the taste is also bad. It's not as good as guest officer Try our new dishes, you will be satisfied."

Instead of embarrassing the waiter in the shop, Fang Jingzhe let him watch a few special dishes of Dengxianlou, and then quietly looked around.

When his dishes were served, a few young people dressed as young masters at the next table chatted.

……

"If you want me to say, Miss Miaoli is the most important oiran. Miss Miaoli is beautiful, so... she is very skilled..."

A dandy young man in a green robe, holding a mountain and water folding fan, while fanning the fan in a chic way, he praised the girl Miaoli in the Red Pavilion.

But the brocade-robed youth opposite him obviously disapproved, and retorted loudly: "How can Miaoli in the Red Pavilion be compared to Shui Linglong in Qunyuyuan? That taste... tsk tsk tsk..."

"The two you mentioned, I don't know how many guests came to the scene. If I had to say, Miss Yueyao from Fanghua Pavilion is better, she is still a young lady."

The man with a big black mole on his mouth shook his head while twirling the three long hairs on the mole.

"Isn't Qingguan just a young child?" The young man in brocade robe shook his head and said with a smile, "Brother Han is all you need."

"Qing Guan'er is naturally better than Qing Guan'er." The young man with a black mole looked wretched.

Fang Jingzhe was at the side, eating food slowly, but his ears were pricked up.

This is all first-hand information, so it must be listened carefully.

……

Those dandies reviewed all the oiran candidates recommended by eight different brothels, and then said whose new lady was of the highest quality.

In the end, someone asked in a low voice: "Why do you think His Majesty would give honor to the Oiran Contest?"

"Perhaps your Majesty has his eyes on one of them." The green-robed dandy looked around and said in a low voice: "The empress in the palace, how interesting is the sister in the building?"

"Hahahahahahaha, Brother Wang is right."

"But if His Majesty takes a fancy to someone, wouldn't it be better to directly order someone to be sent to the palace or to be raised in a small courtyard? Why is there such a big fanfare?"

"Maybe it's to please the beauties? Don't you forget that the first emperor smiled to win the concubine Zhou, so the beacon fire said something, and the eighteen princes entered Jingqin, and there was almost a big mess. If That's not the case, His Majesty may..."

"Brother Wu, be careful! Let's only talk about romance, not state affairs."

"Extremely great!"

The next few people talked about things in Fengyuechang.

Rao Fang Jingzhe felt a little parched after listening to it, and he didn't know how these people could speak in public.

After listening for half an hour, these people talked about the selection method of the oiran competition.

First of all, the candidates will be nominated by the eight major brothels in Jinling Prefecture, and each brothel will only select one person.

One month before the final of the Oiran Contest, anyone can buy a flower ticket at the government, but the ticket is not for nothing, it needs real money to buy.

The price is: one tael of silver for one vote.

After getting the vote, fill in the name of the candidate you like, and put it in the corresponding flower basket on the day of the final. This is considered as a valid vote.

The person with the most votes in the end will be the winner of this oiran competition.

It is worth mentioning that the Oiran Contest does not impose restrictions on whether the candidates are pure or not, nor does it restrict previous oirans from continuing to participate in the election.

The green-clothed dandy said with a look on his face, "Ms. Miaoli is the oiran of the last year. If she wins again this year, it will be twice."

"Brother Li, don't you think that Miaoli can be compared with the third oiran 'Luo Shuixian' of the former emperor's dynasty?"

"It's a pity that I was born late, otherwise I would have to see the real face of the 'Luo Shuixian'. The paintings of the real face of the 'Luo Shuixian' that are circulating today are not ordinary."

The young man with black moles said in a tone of "I understand best": "Maybe it's just a rumor in the flower street of Jinling Mansion. I look at Yueyao's appearance and I am the Nine Heavens Xuannv. Everyone, why don't you follow me and vote for Yueyao?" Bar?"

"Brother Han, you are not authentic."

……

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After coming out of Dengxian Tower, Fang Jingzhe turned to the wharf of Qinhuai River.

At this time, during the daytime, all the boats would stop on the banks of the Qinhuai River, and only sail into the river at night after the guests boarded the boats.

The red pavilion that those dandies were talking about just now is actually a vermilion two-story ship among the rows of painted boats.

The big red boat stood out from the crowd of painted boats, very eye-catching.

If you want to know the worth of the girls here, you only need to look at the size of the painted boats in the river to know a thing or two.

Looking at the big boat in the Red Pavilion, Fang Jingzhe knew that there was 20 taels of silver in his pocket, and he was afraid that he would never see the face of that Miaoli girl.

Not to mention there are seven more after that.

He originally planned to go through the eight candidates one by one before making plans.

But now it seems that we have to find another way.

Back at the Fulai Inn, Fang Jingzhe continued the rent for seven days at the counter, and the money in his pocket was used up.

He couldn't help sighing: money, I can't help but spend it.

Back in the room, Fang Jingzhe immediately felt something was wrong.

It appears that someone else has been in this room.

There is an extremely imperceptible aura of strangers.

If Fang Jingzhe hadn't opened the "mental activity" just to be on the safe side, he would never have found out.

Fang Jingzhe stood at the door, his eyes wandering around the room.

Suddenly, he saw a two-finger-wide rice paper on the table of the Eight Immortals.

The ink on the paper was dense, and the letter was written: "Zishi, spring is full of buildings."

And at the end of the note, there was a picture of a mouse.

　The original chapter title is gone, so...

　　There was a section of the river crab in the middle, so I had to change it.

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(End of this chapter)