Chapter 10 Oh, you are so boring.

"Oh, you are so boring."

"It's no wonder Shangchun Pavilion is such a good place, but I've never been here before!"

After hearing Lu Yi's words, he rolled his eyes at Lu Yi, and Mr. Yang took a sip of the wine in front of him and replied.

I promised to marry him, but this guy is still hiding it in front of me, it's so embarrassing.

In fact, I was just a little curious, this guy was so handsome, and he was very talented and rich.

Talented and wealthy.

How many women have you had by your side?

It's a pity that this guy never talks about this topic with himself.

Beside Lu Yi, besides himself, he did not see other women for the time being.

Even where he lives, this guy takes care of himself, not even a female slave.

This kind of behavior is out of place compared with those rich people around.

Those rich people, who didn't raise a bunch of domestic slaves?
"The feast is on, let's fill up our stomachs first!"

The two chatted here, and soon the banquet began.

Lu Yi glanced at the food and drink served, and said immediately.

It's not wise to talk about three wives and four concubines with Mr. Yang, or talk about other women.

So no matter what he said, Lu Yi was not ready to answer.

The grade of the banquet is not bad, and the wine is the best wine in the county and the best wine in the world.

All kinds of ingredients are the dishes ordered by the best restaurants in the county.

Similarly, it is also the best cuisine in the world, and no other cuisine can be more delicious than the cuisine here.

Except for Lu Yi and Mr. Yang, there are some dishes that even the county magistrate has never tasted.

Not to mention those candidates and oirans from all over the world, as well as Zheng Liwan and her party.

The drinks and dishes of this banquet alone can make these candidates praise each other, and eat to their heart's content.

After drinking for three rounds, a few oirans who were invited over began to perform some fluting, playing, playing and singing.

According to Mr. Yang, this kind of scene is rarely seen in this county and even in the whole world.

After all, these oirans come from different places, and they usually sit on the stage casually, and the consumption is not low.

Ordinary people really can't afford it, let alone oirans from several places come together to perform.

Now that these oirans are going to compete in Chang'an City, it is natural to create momentum along the way.

In addition to being invited by others, we can gather together.

Those who come here today are not candidates, but people with reputation in the city. They are invited to perform, which is of great benefit to them.

Therefore, the oirans from all walks of life have performed some special skills and worked hard.

Moreover, all of them are dressed in enchanting and charming ways.

Compared with the girls selling balls that Lu Yi had seen before, the advantage lies in their authenticity and their real talents.

Although these oirans also put on makeup, but it was all light makeup, and there was no P picture.

How can one become an oiran if one is not born with beauty and talent?
Their talents are also real talents, much stronger than those female stars I have seen.

"How about these oirans? Do you want me to ask later to see who can stay overnight? I'll treat you tonight!"

For such beauties, Lu Yi seriously appreciates other people's talents with admiration.

Of course, I occasionally look at the figure under the thin shirt.

Young Mu Ai, it's not like he has any secrets to hide.

However, Mr. Yang beside him didn't think so.

Seeing that Lu Yi had watched a little too much, he couldn't help but speak out.

Then, I got a blank stare from Lu Yi.

"When you see Huakui, you want to stay overnight. Brother Yang, don't worry. Your waist will not be enough by then?"

The family has money and food, and life is happy and worry-free.

Lu Yi didn't think it was strange that the disciples of such a wealthy family would pay more attention to female sex.

That's the way things are, Mr. Yang is not special.

It's just that this guy doesn't worry about it. If he uses too much, his back will hurt?

"I'm looking for an oiran to stay overnight, what does it have to do with whether my waist is enough?"

After hearing Lu Yi's words, Mr. Yang asked curiously.

He didn't understand the meaning of these words.

He vaguely felt that what Lu Yi said was related to the matter between men and women, but he had never experienced it himself, so how could he understand?
"You'll know when you get old."

"Let's listen to the music first. It doesn't cost money and you can see the oirans performing. It would be a waste if you don't listen to it well."

Seeing that Mr. Yang didn't understand what he meant, Lu Yi didn't explain.

After all, what I sometimes say is actually out of tune with this time and space.

It's normal that Mr. Yang can't understand.

There is no way to explain this kind of words.

"Why don't you write two poems and pass them on?"

"If you write well, those courtesans will like it, and you can often watch their performances without paying money, and you can even stay overnight."

After the talent show was over, it was time for the candidates to perform. They all took out their favorite poems, and then passed them to the county magistrate for review.

Not everyone has to take it, so Lu Yi didn't bother to copy it.

After all, if I copy one more song, the real masters in the future will have one less classic to be handed down.

You can't go too far in life, pretending to be drunk and copying all other people's poems is really resentful.

"No, they didn't ask for it to be written."

After hearing this, Lu Yi took a sip of wine and replied, the wine here is still improved by him.

Now it is not only famous in the county, but also spread to the world, and it is not cheap to sell.

The delicacies on the table are also from the craftsmanship passed down from his side.

As for copying one or two poems to make those oirans fancy him staying overnight, that's fine.

Whether it is possible or not, Lu Yi is not thinking about it now.

"Uh... Where is the oiran? You don't want to stay for free?"

Hearing Lu Yi's words, Mr. Yang couldn't help being taken aback.

There are so many oirans, as long as Lu Yi comes up with a song that is the same as the song he saw today, the oirans will definitely be moved.

At that time, it will be sung to these oirans, and it will become famous all over the world.

What a wonderful thing to be able to sleep with the oiran for free.

"In no mood!"

After hearing this, Lu Yi replied bluntly, he felt something was wrong with Mr. Yang today!

It doesn't seem like a good thing for him to keep urging himself to find an oiran to stay overnight.

如果不是自己就要娶他妹妹了,陆逸觉得自己少不了揍这家伙一顿。

"Oh, you are so boring."

After the banquet was over, neither Lu Yi nor Mr. Yang handed in their poems.

Not only them, but many others have not paid.

After all, poetry needs to be carefully crafted, how can it be so easy to come up with it in a short time?
After the county magistrate commented on the submission, he left first.

Zheng Liwan paid special attention to Lu Yi, and seeing that this guy didn't even write, and kept whispering to the guy next to him, she couldn't help being a little disappointed.

She thought that Lu Yi should be able to easily come up with a unique poem.

(End of this chapter)

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