The most powerful sage system

Chapter 15 The Oiran's Guest of Honor

Chapter 20 Oiran's Guest of Honor (asking for rewards, favorites, recommendations)
Xiao Cui glared at Tang Sen fiercely, and then stood by the door with a pouty face.

"Xiao Cui, step back and stand guard at the stairs. Without my order, no one is allowed to come in!" Behind the bead curtain, the cold voice sounded again.

"Yes, miss!" Xiao Cui respectfully blessed her, then turned around reluctantly and walked towards the stairs.

The bead curtain fell, covering everything in the boudoir.

But Tang Sen could vaguely see a woman in a veiled skirt sitting at the wooden table, unhurriedly raising her jade hand, holding the teapot, pouring herself a cup of fragrant tea, and saying at the same time: "Let's begin!"

"What to start with?" Tang Sen Qingxiu's face showed a hint of doubt.

"Aren't you here to participate in the selection of the little girl's guest for the curtain?" Su Yanran behind the bead curtain was stunned, "Old rules, make me laugh, no matter what method you use, as long as it works, the little girl will be the guest of honor tonight." Guest of honor!"

"Oh, look at my memory, I forgot about it, forgive me!" Tang Sen stretched out his hand and scratched his slick forehead, "Beauty, you should be ready. The monk is very good at telling jokes, even if People who are dead can laugh out loud!"

The beautiful figure behind the bead curtain was too lazy to continue talking, but her divine sense remained on Tang Sen, as if looking him up and down.

Tang Sen stood outside the bead curtain, with a calm expression on his face: "Today, I'm not trying to make you smile, I'm going to teach you a lesson in life philosophy!"

At this moment, Tang Sen couldn't see the beautiful face hidden behind the bead curtain and under the veil, and the disdain he showed, a little monk like you, who is only seventeen years old, is still telling others the philosophy of life?

"A businessman took his daughter to a field trip and returned in seven days. After returning home, he didn't see his wife, but saw a note left by his wife on the table. After the businessman read the note, Be furious now!"

"What was written on the note?" Su Yanran asked casually behind the bead curtain.

"My wife said: You are traveling with other people's wives, but I have to be tortured by other people's husbands at home. I have been tortured to death for the past few days!" Tang Sen replied.

Not far away, Xiao Cui heard Tang Sen's words, and immediately spit secretly: "Bah, shameless, to tell such a joke! It's so vulgar!" Immediately, her impression of this little monk was even worse.

Tang Sen pretended not to hear Xiao Cui's whisper, and still had a calm face: "Do you know why the businessman was furious?"

Behind the bead curtain, the beautiful lady rolled her eyes and said to herself, "Aren't you going to be annoyed when your wife is cheated on?! That woman is really, she's so ignorant! Oh, forget, you are a monk, you can't marry a wife and have children !"

Hearing Su Yanran's whisper, Tang Sen grinned: "The businessman slammed the table and was furious: I just took my six-year-old daughter out to investigate business, and your mother-in-law just took care of her three-year-old son at home for seven days, and With the help of the nanny, how could it be "deadly and alive"? It is really unreasonable."

"Giggle!"

"Pfft!"

Upon hearing Tang Sen's words, whether it was Xiao Cui at the stairs or Su Yanran behind the beaded curtain in the boudoir, they were all taken aback for a moment, and then giggled.

"Uh...Miss Su laughed, Miss Su laughed!" Su Yanran's laughter spread like a silver bell, and was immediately heard by the guests who hadn't left yet, and someone suddenly exclaimed.

"How did the little monk do it?" So many literati and high-ranking officials failed to make Miss Su, the oiran, smile. Unexpectedly, a little monk who was not very good at going up just made Miss Su giggle. , Is this... too weird?
Curiosity kicked in, and someone immediately looked into the matter with a look of displeasure.

Miss Su, that is the number one oiran in Chang'an. No one can match the melody of the strings, she is beautiful and has a wonderful voice. She is like a fairy descended from the world.

With such a beautiful woman, who wouldn't want to be her first guest and kiss Fangze!

Seeing that a young monk became the first guest to enter the scene, those people naturally felt resentful, and wanted to know what kind of magic the young monk used to make Miss Su smile.

People from all corners of the country with strong martial arts skills calmed down and listened carefully, only a few words were heard.

"The little monk seems...as if he told Miss Su a short story!" The warrior's birth was somewhat uncertain.

"What short story?" A group of dignitaries and dignitaries surrounded the martial artist and asked expectantly.

"It seems to be... a businessman and his wife's housework!"

"Cut, it's probably some dirty joke. I didn't expect monks to play such a mentally retarded routine. Why didn't my son think of this trick? What a pity!"

"This young master is suave and suave, and he knows a lot of nasty jokes, why did he forget to tell one or two to make the beautiful woman laugh?"

Immediately, the audience secretly blamed themselves!
At first, "puchi" laughed, Su Yanran immediately covered her small cherry mouth, recalling what Tang Sen said just now, "I'm here to tell you a philosophy of life", but what kind of life is in this little story? philosophy?
"Hey, little monk, this is obviously a short story that is easily misunderstood. Is there any philosophy of life?" Su Yanran was thinking, and Xiaocui, who had a sharp tongue, had already asked.

Seeing that Tang Sen was looking up with an unfathomable expression, Xiao Cui frowned, her small face was full of disdain, and she teased, "You're pretending to be unfathomable! It's disgusting!"

Tang Sen habitually stroked his head with a big light bulb as bright as a kilowatt, with a profound expression on his face: "Although this story is short, it is powerful. Tell us: seeing is not necessarily believing. We have to explore it carefully and , to make the most correct judgment!"

"What kind of nonsense is this!" Xiao Cui stomped her little feet, feeling very upset.

But behind the bead curtain, Su Yanran showed a contemplative expression, and then said pleasantly: "Xiaocui, go arrange the kitchen and ask them to prepare a few nice side dishes, and bring a pot of 20-year-old Chunxiang Zui, I want to treat you well." Please entertain this little master!"

"Oh, by the way, the little monk down there, please Miss Xiao Cui, please arrange for him some beautiful and skilled girls to entertain him!" As soon as Su Yanran finished speaking, Tang Sen suddenly reminded Xiao Cui.

"Men really don't have any good things, and monks are no exception! They eat fast and chant Buddha all day long, pretending to be like a saint who has no desires and desires, and they do such dirty things behind their backs! Bah, what a shame!" Xiao Cui With a mutter, go down and make arrangements.

"I said Miss Su, shall we just talk through the bead curtain like this? Anyway, the little monk is also your guest of honor, don't you invite the little monk in?" After standing outside for a long time, Tang Sen felt that his legs were a little weak, and he deliberately reminded.

"It's the little girl's fault, little master, please!" Su Yanran stood up, half of her pretty face covered by a light veil, a pair of foxy beautiful eyes, a sly slyness flashed away, and she snorted coldly in her heart: Miss Ben will take a good look at it today. Take a look at your background and see how deep you, a little monk, can hide.

Accompanied by the dissatisfaction, anger, and scolding from the dignitaries and talented merchants outside, Tang Sen reached out to lift the bead curtain and walked in calmly.

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