Counterattack Guide of the Female Cannon Fodder

Feihualou.

"Hey, why doesn't the oiran come out yet?"

"That's right, didn't you say that the oiran is going out to dance today?"

"How long will you have to wait?"

"If it wasn't for the face of the girl, I wouldn't be here!"

"That is, the environment of Luoxiang Pavilion next door is much better than here."

Beside the flower stand wrapped in red silk, a large group of men waited around, craned their necks and looked inside, cursing, but still not ready to leave.

On the other side of the table, there were also a lot of scholars who were dressed up and dressed up. These scholars had folding fans in their hands and a wine glass in their hands. They all looked personable.

But only when you get closer can you know what they are talking about, not much more elegant than those crude people.

"I said Brother Lin, it's the first time for us to come to Feihualou, is this oiran so beautiful?"

"That is, I once looked at it from a distance. It's really a celestial posture."

"It may be an eye-opener today."

"Heh, what kind of posture of heaven and humanity, it's just a kiln sister." Amidst the voices expressing expectations, a handsome man in a blue scholar robe said disdainfully.

Others found him boring when he saw his upright appearance, and couldn't help but sarcastically, "Brother Qin, this is a brothel, a place for fun and pleasure. If you are really proud, why do you need to come?"

Qin Zi'an snorted softly and ignored it.

Literati are light, and the relationship between scholars and scholars is also very delicate. Qin Zian is an examinee who came to Beijing from Jiangnan. It's just that in a place like the capital, it's always bad to be too uncomfortable, so he can only follow it to Feihualou.

Qin Zian felt that his appearance was nothing but a human skin, and the skin was not important. What is beautiful and not beautiful is not as attractive as the poetry in the book in his heart.

After a while, the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and the melodious and melodious music sounded out, causing the originally noisy Feihualou to gradually quiet down.

They all know that this is the oiran about to come out. So one by one closed their mouths and craned their necks to look at the flower stand.

At this time, the surrounding candlelights dimmed, and all kinds of candlelights and night pearls were hidden on the flower stand. Red petals floated down from the sky above the flower stand. Amidst the sound of silk and bamboo, a red figure appeared.

She was wearing a long red dress, stepping on the red silk hanging horizontally in the air, and stepping on the lotus steps. When she reached the top of the flower platform, she turned on her toes and fell to the ground.

The sound of silk and bamboo gradually died down, and everyone stared with bated breath. The scene quietly seemed to hear the sound of petals falling in the air.

The figure on the flower stand slowly turned around, revealing that stunning face.

It seems that all the beautiful modifiers used on her body are not excessive. She has Qiushui's eyes and her small and exquisite Qiong nose. She is standing there quietly, just like a painting.

"Little girl Chu Yunyao, I'm giving you a courtesy." The beauty on the flower stand blessed her body slightly, her voice was as gentle as a Wang Qingquan.

"So beautiful……"

In the audience, I don't know who sighed, and then everyone came back to their senses and called her name loudly.

It was like an otaku who saw a goddess.

Su Li stood on the stage and looked at the crazy men below. They had already begun to throw silver and gold jewelry on the stage. She took two steps back in silence to avoid being hit, with a small smile on her face.

Well, to dress as an oiran, she herself refused.

Ran and egg.