Marquis of Grand Xia

Each of the five most beautiful women in red has some stunning looks, especially the middlemost woman, which is beautiful and suffocating.

Guzheng sounded softly, and the woman in the middle sat half-stretching the zither. The enchanting figure accompanied by the beautiful sound became the most dazzling figure today.

The four women in red danced lightly with their red sleeves together, shaking everyone's minds.

Since ancient times, it ’s no wonder that the beauty is off, and the beauty is plagued with misfortune. This reflects not the evil of women, but the fact that men often have weak will when facing beautiful women, and it is difficult to resist.

Most of the people present were disciples of power and nobles, but women were never around, but when they saw the beautiful shadows on the high platform, they were completely absorbed.

"Buy one and go home." Mingyue looked at the five red-dressed women and persuaded softly that there wasn't any dancing girl in the house. It was really boring. These people looked pretty good. You can pass the time when you are bored.

"No money"

Ning Chen shook his head without hesitation. His pension was determined by the grandson himself, and when he was full of money, it would just be enough for the government. He did not know how the grandson calculated it. There was nothing left for him.

Mingyue was frustrated. This was really a big problem. They really had no money. She was the emperor for more than seven years, and it was the first time she saw such a marquis marquise. The court officials ’salaries were generally fixed and never appeared. Like the bad guys, even the beneficiaries must be managed.

After a while, Huakui's election started, and as expected, the result was decided by the people present.

It's just that the ticket was not bought in vain, but bought in silver.

The five women in red on the high platform are all famous Qing people in the imperial city. There are a large number of suitors. Among them, the extraordinary dignitaries, and the matter of throwing money is never a problem.

"Twenty-two for you, let's go play" Ning Chen took out a small ingot and handed it to Mingyue Road.

"The one I chose" Ming Yue took the ingot and was very happy.

"Mr. Ling made three hundred and two silvers and voted for Liu girl thirty votes"

"Li Gongzi made 720 silver and cast 70 votes for Miss Chu"

"Yue Gongzi made a thousand and two silvers ..."

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Sounds rang out, holding out amazing numbers. I have to say that the noble children of the imperial city are rich people, and spending a lot of money is not just talking.

The land of fireworks has always been a bottomless gold cave.

"Ming Xiaoming gave out twelve silvers and voted for Liu girl"

At this moment, a surprising voice rang out in the corner of the banquet. Everyone was stunned and looked down subconsciously. The maid looked slightly nervous, quite nervous.

On the second floor, Su Feiyan was startled when he heard this sound, and immediately got up and walked to the curtain, looking like two figures in the corner of the banquet. His eyes narrowed unconsciously.

At the corner of the banquet, Ning Chen felt his gaze from the second floor, looked up and smiled faintly.

The final result, the woman in red in the middle stroking the zither won with an absolute advantage and won the name of this year's Huakui.

"Liu Ruoxi, a good name, but a pity." Ning Chen glanced at the woman on the stage, sighed, and said nothing more.

No matter how beautiful the woman is, she is in the place of fireworks. The higher you are held, the heavier you will fall.

The past generations of Huakui will not be too good. It is an honour to marry a powerful concubine. Unlucky, it is very likely that they will be swept away after the face grows old.

This sigh is a pity for Ning Chen to the fate of a beautiful woman, but only this sigh.

Everyone has his own way. He doesn't want to change anyone. Today, she is playing the kite on the stage, and he appreciates it below. This is all their fate, nothing more.

At this moment, above the second floor, a steady and heavy voice sounded, "I asked Ruoxi that the girl has also learned the panning dance, why not give everyone a dance?"

"This proposal is very good." There was also a voice in another box, agreeing.

During the banquet, everyone immediately echoed and asked the newest Hua Kui to dance a stunning dance for everyone.

"If you cherish ugliness"

On the high platform, Liu Ruoxi greeted everyone with a ceremonial gesture, and her gorgeous face with a slight tenderness made people unable to help raising a pride.

At the next moment, the red dress starts, long sleeves cover the face, and the light pace moves, slowly at first, and then faster and faster.

The dancing red dress is like the most beautiful butterfly. In this most beautiful time, it tries its best to bloom its own brilliance.

The Jinghong Dance is the most difficult dance in the world. In the old days, Su Feiyan's Jinghong Dance moved the world and is reproduced today. It is still amazing to make people look away.

Everyone was intoxicated and admired this gorgeous beauty, and it will be unforgettable after tonight.

"Uh"

At this moment, a bright sword light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, stabbing Qianying dancing on the stage, so suddenly, so that everyone did not react.

Ning Chen saw it, but he didn't shoot.

Above the second floor, Su Feiyan didn't shoot either, with the same calm eyes, ruthless and indifferent.

The time seemed to stop. On the high platform, Liu Ruoxi's eyes shrank fiercely, and the flowers looked pale, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch Jianguang getting closer and closer.

This is the coldest world. Under the calculation and scheming, the life of a weak woman looks so worth mentioning.

In the final distance, Liu Ruoxi had closed his eyes in despair. Perhaps this result was also good.

"Ding"

Qin Yin finally sounded, the assassin's sword was affected, and it was off by three inches. A sword penetrated Liu Ruoxi's shoulder, and the blood was sprinkled and bloomed.

During the banquet, the crowd finally reacted, and several young generals immediately rushed up to fight with the assassin.

In the corner, Ning Chen was still drinking quietly, as if all this had nothing to do with it.

"Aren't you going to help?" Mingyue asked softly.

"No" Ning Chen shook his head and replied.

"Oh" Mingyue nodded and asked no more.

After the curtain on the second floor, Su Feiyan looked at Ning Chen, who was always indifferent in the lower corner, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a good wise man, this self-control and coldness made her look at each other again.

There is no doubt about Liu Ruoxi's charm. No one can predict the suddenness of this sword. However, in this case, the martial arts prince of Daxia can remain indifferent. If it is not cold-hearted and merciless, it would be too calm. terrible.

It turned out that there really are men in the world who can resist the temptation of beauty.

What a pity that Fan Lingyue sent this secret.

The hero does not save the beauty, and the rest of the drama is difficult to perform. Su Feiyan's fingertips struck the strings again, and a piece of liver and intestine was broken. Fall straight down.

The scene was chaotic for a while, but Ning Chen and Mingyue still sat quietly in the corner, watching the farce.

"Young Master, Miss, please"

After a long time, a girl dressed as a maid came and respectfully saluted.

"Yep"

Ning Chen got up without any surprise. He never thought that this was just an ordinary Huaikui conference. Su Feiyan would inevitably send someone to invite him. This is beyond doubt.

The maid walked in the front, Ning Chen led Xiao Mingyue behind, and because of what happened just now, everyone's attention was attracted to the past, and no one cared about the three people leaving.

On the second floor, behind the bead curtain, there were two people sitting, one was Su Feiyan, the other was Liu Ruoxi.

Watching up close, Liu Ruoxi's expression was slightly weak after the injury, and it became more and more attractive.

After Ning Chen and Mingyue came, Su Feiyan said, "If it is pity, you go down first"

"Yes" Liu Ruoxi bowed down, and immediately retreated.

Su Fei smoked a cup of tea and put it in front of Ning Chen.

Ning Chen picked up the tea and said lightly, "Miss Su should know where she is from, no matter how beautiful the woman is, it is useless to a person who came out of the palace."

"What if the son has never purged himself?" Su Feiyan said suddenly.

The "Bang" tea cup cracked and sprinkled Ning Chen's hand, and a trace of blood overflowed between the broken porcelain, which was extremely dazzling.

"Girl laughs" Ning Chen took the hand towel from Xiao Mingyue and wiped it gently.

"Ming people don't tell secret words in front of them, and non-smokers never like to make jokes on business matters." After that, Su Feiyan once again poured a cup of tea and handed it to the former to face, whispering, "If it's time to get out of the cabinet Will be sent out sooner or later, if the son does n’t like it, it will just be bought by other powerful disciples and eventually become a plaything. "

Su Fei is very cruel, but it is also a fact. When a woman always has old age, the woman who came out of the firework place has a disgraceful identity.

However, Liu Ruoxi is now in a time of unparalleled elegance, and there are definitely a few people who want to put it in his arms. Nodding at this time will undoubtedly bear a great deal of love.

The tea was delicious, with a bitter taste in the sweetness. After taking a sip, Ning Chen put the tea cup down and said calmly, "What's the matter with me"

After talking, Ning Chen got up and said, "If Miss Su has nothing else to do, let's say goodbye next, the hour is not early, and the moon will have to rest"

Su Feiyan was stunned. After a moment, he recovered and smiled softly, but did not hold back. He said, "Qiu Lan, send your son a journey"

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"Don't be so troublesome" Ning Chen said, refused to send each other, and took Ming Yue away.

After the two left, Qiu Lan asked, "Why didn't you keep him, Miss?"

"We don't know much about him. Suddenly pulling it may have the opposite effect. Unexpectedly, he would be so indifferent to Ruoxi's things, and he didn't hide it at all." Su Feiyan's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, which is far better The imagination is difficult to deal with.

"What if it's a pity" Qiu Lan thought about it, but couldn't help asking.

"Sent to Zhiming Hou Mansion, if the Hou Mansion does not accept it, then bring it back to the matchmaker, whether to pick up the guest or give it to the dignitaries and let the matchmaker arrange it." Su Feiyan carefully packed the tea set on the table, not much concerned.

"Wang Dang" next door, a sound of something falling sounded, making Qiu Lan frown unhappy, this girl's burden is getting bigger and bigger, dare to overhear their speech.

In front of the tea table, the corner of Su Fei's mouth was bent with a nice arc, and half of the face was covered by the hanging blue silk, making it unclear.