I died and became a god in the game

Shen Senguang estimated that he had wasted more than twenty minutes on the second floor. He could only ask the master to wait here. He would go to the third floor first to see if he could get the support of Fuxiang Oiran.

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

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 the girl named Fu Xiang. Her eyebrows were as delicate as a painting, her appearance was gentle, and her temperament was as ethereal as that of the Little Dragon Girl played by Liu Yifei.

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

It is indeed rare for such a beautiful woman with a fairy-like temperament to sit with a group of grown men wearing only pajamas, chatting and laughing, and traveling around the princes.

No wonder, the little lady Fuxiang is the oiran of the Nanjing City Jiaofang Division.

Mrs. Fuxiang glanced at the person who was coming up, and knowing that this was the new guest that the maid had just told her about, she said with a dignified and cold face, "Young Master is here."

"These officials are all here having tea and playing pairs. Whose turn is it today? Oh, it's Master Cao from the Ministry of Rites. After Master Cao finishes speaking, it will be the turn of this new officer. The young master of the building."

Chawai is a game played while drinking and eating.

Here you can play drinking games, poems, and some simple pairs. Of course, this kind of game requires a host.

This host is the oiran here, the floating oiran.

In order to take care of the level of the people here, Fuxiang Oiran will certainly not ask them to play difficult games like picking up poems, so as to prevent embarrassment to some guests who are not good enough.

That's why she asked everyone to play the right pair.

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

Shen Senguang noticed that beneath the surface enthusiasm of Fuxiang Courtesan, she was repelling people thousands of miles away.

This courtesan in the Jiaofang Department does not seem to be as easy to get along with as she appears.

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

Fuxiang Oiran said with a formulaic smile: "Sir, after the tea party, I will choose one person to stay."

Other guests immediately started talking.

"Yes, Master Shaowu is right. Only the one who wins the pair can stay."

"You don't follow the rules..."

Shen Senguang frowned.

I don't know how to treat couples, and I don't have the leisure and elegance to say the least.

He looked at the Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Rites whom Fuxiang Oiran was talking about. Zuo Shilang was staring at Fuxiang Oiran infatuatedly. Now when he saw Shen Senguang, he looked like he had seen a ghost, and there were still a few drops of sweat on his forehead. .

Fuxiang Oiran stared at Zuo Shilang, "Sir, it's your turn."

She frowned slightly and spoke softly, which made the men at the table breathe faster.

But Zuo Shilang didn't dare to speak. 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 serve in the morning court and was an important minister.

He must have recognized who he was.

Moreover, many officials at the Eight Immortals table began to whisper to each other, and it seemed that they all recognized themselves.

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

Shen Senguang had an idea and said to the left minister of the Ministry of Rites without expression: "Sir, do you think your little affection is more important, or your work?"

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

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

Isn't this seeking death?

The left minister of the Ministry of Rites gritted his teeth and said to Fuxiang Oiran: "Goddess, I remembered that I still have some notes that I haven't written yet. Alas, I have to go back to work now. Let's see you another day."

Seeing this, the other officials at the Eight Immortals Table all used various excuses to excuse themselves, whether they were feeling unwell or suddenly remembered that they wanted to go back and check the homework of the children in the inner house...

The remaining officials are all smart people. Seeing that everyone has left, they have no reason to leave.

Beauty is certainly attractive, but work is more important!

After going back and forth, in less than five minutes, only Shen Senguang and Fuxiang Oiran were left on the third floor of Anxiang Building.

The oiran Fuxiang stood up and breathed out of boredom. All the pretended enthusiasm on her face disappeared and turned into a cold and dull expression.

"Your Majesty has good means."

"Alas, although beauty can move people's hearts, it is ultimately no match for fame and wealth."

"Everyone in the world is stupid, alas."

Fuxiang Oiran summoned her maid and brought a cup of tea. "This is Ehu's famous tea. I wonder if it can catch the eyes of the prince?"

She handed the cup of tea to Shen Senguang.

"Why doesn't the prince drink it? Is it because he dislikes my humble status, so he thinks the tea is also humble?"

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

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

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

He looked up and realized that when Fuxiang Oiran handed him the tea cup, he had hidden a silver needle under the little finger of his left hand.

It's a poisonous needle!

She stabbed me with a poisonous needle!

This is better than Kawashima in "Space Spy", he doesn't even care about martial ethics!!

A martial arts master actually used such a despicable way to deal with me. It is really shameless to the extreme!

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

But why?

Isn't she a surrender sect of the Demon Sect?

No, Tuo Tuohua'er told me that if you don't go to Hexiang Garden and come to Anxiang Xiaolou, you are looking for death.

Could it be said that out of the ten sentences that little girl said, this is the only one that is true????

Seeing Shen Senguang fall down, Fuxiang Oiran couldn't bear his head hitting the corner of the table, so he used the back of his hand to cushion the back of Shen Senguang's head, leaving a red mark on the back of his hand.

"You are just a child. I didn't want to harm you, but you came to me on your own. You didn't need to dirty my hands if you were killed by the monk downstairs."

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

She said with a cold expression: "If we fall out with Ming Ting, it will be us hooker girls who will suffer after all."

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

"But I'm not willing to accept it. Prime Minister Hu Weiyong rebelled on his own. What does it have to do with my beloved? How can I just say a few words and my beloved is considered to be Hu Weiyong's party?"

"Now that I have said a few words to you, am I considered to be on your side? Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

"Kill such a cruel royal family, just kill them."

"When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer."

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