I died in the game and became a god

Chapter 42 A Glass of Poisoned Wine?
Shen Senguang reckoned that he had wasted more than 20 minutes on the second floor, so he could only let the master wait here, and he went to the third floor first to see if he could get the support of Fuxiang Huakui.

As soon as he walked up to the third floor, he heard a group of distinguished guests making tea circles.

A group of men in bright clothes gathered around a table of eight immortals, talking about goddesses, goddesses, etc., with their eyes and noses all fixed on the beauty in the middle.

Shen Senguang took a closer look at this Floating Fragrance girl. Her eyebrows and eyes are as delicate as a painting, her appearance is gentle, and her temperament has a kind of ecstasy like that of the little dragon girl played by Liu Yifei.

He usually has a cold appearance, but when talking and laughing, he is enthusiastic.

Such a beauty with a fairy-like temperament, but sitting with a group of big men in pajamas, talking and laughing happily, and wandering around the princes, is indeed quite rare.

No wonder, Miss Fuxiang is the chief oiran of the Jiaofang Division in Nanjing City.

Miss Fuxiang glanced at the person who came up, and knew that this was the new guest that the maid had told her just now, so she said with a dignified and cold face, "Young master is coming up."

"These officials are all playing tea circles here, playing with pairs. Which adult is it's turn today, oh, it's Mr. Cao from the Ministry of Rites. After Mr. Cao finishes speaking, it will be the turn of this new senior The son of the building."

Dachawei is a game played while drinking and eating.

You can play drinking orders, poems, and some simple pairs here. Of course, this kind of game needs a host.

This host is the oiran here, Fuxiang oiran.

In order to take care of the level of the people here, Fuxiang Huakui will not ask them to play such a difficult game as picking up poems, so as not to embarrass some guests who are not skilled enough.

That's why she asked everyone to play pairs.

In this case, the difficulty of the game will be lower, and individual guests will not be embarrassed.

Shen Senguang noticed that Fuxiang Huakuan's surface enthusiasm was repulsive.

The oiran of the Jiaofang Division does not look as easy to get along with as she appears on the surface.

A guest stretched out a fat pig's hand and wanted to put it on the waist of Fuxiang oiran, but Fuxiang slightly avoided it and gently pushed the guest's hand away with a folding fan.

Fuxiang Huakui said with a formulaic smile, "My lord, after the tea circle, I will choose another person to stay."

The other guests immediately hit up the conversation.

"That's right, what Shao Wu said is right. Only the one who wins the pair can stay."

"Don't be rude..."

Shen Senguang frowned.

I can't be right, and I don't have that leisure and elegance.

He looked at the left servant of the Ministry of Rites that Fuxiang Huakui was talking about. The left servant was staring at Fuxiang Huakui fascinatedly, but now he looked like he saw a ghost after seeing Shen Senguang, with a few drops of sweat left on his forehead.

Fuxiang Huakui stared at Zuo Shilang, "My lord, it's your turn."

She frowned slightly, and spoke in a soft voice, which made all the men at the table quicken their breath.

But Zuo Shilang didn't dare to speak for a long time, he looked at Shen Senguang again, "You...are you?"

Shen Senguang knew that he had recognized him. Logically speaking, Zuo Shilang was already qualified to go to the early court and was an important minister.

He must have recognized who he was.

And the people at the Eight Immortals table, many officials began to whisper, and they all seemed to recognize themselves.

In other words, this level may be passed without playing the right pair.

Shen Senguang had an idea, and said to the left servant of the Ministry of Rites expressionlessly: "My lord, do you think your love is more important, or your work?"

"Work?" Zuo Shilang thought for a while, and immediately knew what this meant. His expression changed several times, and he thought that the emperor's grandson wanted to be an oiran.

How could he rob a woman with the emperor's grandson?

Isn't this looking for death?

The left servant of the Ministry of Rituals gritted his teeth and said to Fuxiang Huakui: "Goddess, I remembered that I still have some notes to write. Oh, I have to go back to work now, see you some other day."

The other officials at the table of the Eight Immortals also used various reasons to evade this, such as feeling unwell, or suddenly remembering to go back and check the homework of the children in the inner house...

The rest of the officials are all good people. Seeing that everyone has left, there is no reason for them to leave.

Beauty is attractive, but work is more important!
Back and forth, within 5 minutes, only Shen Senguang and Fuxiang Huakui were left on the third floor of the Anxiang building.

Fuxiang Huakui stood up and breathed out boredly, all the pretended enthusiasm on his face disappeared, and turned into a cold and flat face.

"My son is a good means."

"Hey, although beauties can move people's hearts, they are no match for fame and fortune."

"The world is all fools, alas."

Fuxiang Huakui summoned a maid and brought a cup of tea. "This is the famous tea from Ehu Lake, if you dare to ask, can it win the eyes of the crown prince?"

She handed the cup of tea to Shen Senguang.

"Why doesn't your son drink it? Could it be that you despise my concubine's low status, so you think tea is also low?"

Shen Senguang took a sip subconsciously, but he did not drink it vigilantly. There are pitfalls everywhere in this game.

He was about to speak when he suddenly became dizzy. There is something wrong with the tea...

No, not tea, I didn't swallow it at all.

He looked up, only to find that Huakui Fuxiang had hidden a silver needle under the little finger of his left hand when he handed him the teacup.

It's a poisonous needle!
She stabbed me with a poisonous needle!

Compared with Kawashima in "Space Spy", he doesn't talk about martial arts! !
It's really shameless for a martial arts master to deal with me in such a low-handed way!

Who would have thought that such a pure and pure beauty would do such a despicable thing.

But why?
Isn't she a surrender faction of the Demon Cult?
No, Tuotuo Hua'er told me that if you don't go to Hexiang Garden, you come to Anxiang Xiaolou, you are looking for death.

Could it be that, among the ten sentences that the little girl said, this is the only one that is true? ? ? ?
Seeing Shen Senguang fall, Fuxiang Huakui couldn't bear to hit his head on the corner of the table, so he put the back of his hand on the back of Shen Senguang's head, allowing a red mark to be made on the back of his hand.

"You are just a child. I don't want to do harm to you, but you want to come to me yourself. If you were killed by the monk downstairs, you don't need to dirty my hands."

"I don't know how you persuaded the master to let you come up."

She said with a cold expression: "If you turn against Ming Ting, it will be us Goulan girls who will suffer."

"So I always advise believers not to fight against you."

"But I'm not reconciled. Prime Minister Hu Weiyong rebelled on his own. It doesn't matter to me Ailang. Why just say a few words, and my Ailang is considered Hu Weiyong's party."

"Now that I've said a few words to you, am I considered part of your party? Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

"Such a brutal royal family, kill it, just kill it."

"Prosperity, the people suffer; death, the people suffer."

"When will this world be able to allow us ordinary people to live in this world like a person?!"

(End of this chapter)