Slime's Evolutionary Journey

"Dongxia Kingdom tends to be stable. Although it is powerful, compared with the world as a whole, it is only a small part of the world. The empress is only a woman after all, so it is difficult for Dongxia Kingdom to realize my ideas." Chen Wenqin said seriously.

"Then what does Brother Chen want to do? Go to the empire of the human race? With Brother Chen's talent, it is absolutely no problem to have an official and a half-job. However, if you want to realize the talent and ambition in Brother Chen's heart, a full-time official and a half-job I’m afraid it’s not enough.”

Fangte's tone was also very serious.

Chen Wenqin took a sip of wine and looked sad. This is indeed the case. As a human race, it is almost impossible for Chen Wenqin to get to the top in other intelligent races. But even if you go to the human race and get to the top, what will happen?

As long as it's not the kind of prime minister position where one person is less than ten thousand people, there will be countless nobles and ministers involved in whatever you want to do.

And most importantly, the local nobles will let you, a foreign kid, get to the top?

"I'm not satisfied with Brother Fang! Actually, I..."

Before Chen Wenqin could finish speaking, the whole place erupted with thunderous noises. Fang Te and Chen Wenqin raised their heads and looked towards the high platform. For a moment! Both of them were stunned!

A woman with long snow-white hair danced on the bright red stage. Her plain white ankle-length skirt was like a lily swaying in the wind. The woman's steps were light and lively, and every smile struck a chord.

The two long sleeves are rolled up and open, and a pair of slender feet are jumping up and down on white cloth shoes. Every turn and dance, every stillness and burst, give people a full sense of beauty, that kind of charm that is boneless but But the dance with the unique power of women simply makes people go deep into the fairyland!

After the dance, the applause started again! Unlike Chen Wenqin, who was captivated by the woman's beauty, Fang Te was more vigilant!

Because the person dancing on the high platform is Luoluo! A girl from the nine-tailed fox clan!

Countless voices of large rewards rang out from under the high platform. The amount of the reward was at least in "silver coins", and those famous talents took up their pens to write poems as gifts! For a moment, the people in the audience were in a panic!

"Brother Fang doesn't know. This Miss Luoluo comes from Shuige, the largest residence in the central area. Miss Luoluo's dance that appeared out of thin air six months ago shocked everyone. I usually spend thousands of dollars to watch Miss Luoluo dance. Even a dance is difficult, so we are lucky to be able to see it this time.”

Chen Wenqin explained, forgetting what he originally wanted to say. Fangte could see that he also admired Luoluo.

Unlike other places, the oirans in Yanju of the Eastern Xia Empire were all virgins, and they were all extremely elegant. They only showed off their skills but not their bodies.

But it’s normal to think about it. After all, the oiran is Yanju’s signature character! And men are the kind of animals that like the less they can get, the more they like it. If a courtesan is contaminated, how many others will flock to it? Are you willing to spend thousands and hundreds of silver coins just to watch a dance?

And Gu Fangte understood that the Water Pavilion belonged to the official Yanju and was the property of the Empress of Eastern Xia. The business there was all about elegant silk and bamboo orchestral music, without any physical transactions.

It is even said that every oiran in the Water Pavilion has been personally trained by the Empress of Eastern Xia.

It can be said that every man in Dongxia is proud to marry the oiran of Shuige.

"Brother Fang, won't you give me a poem?" Chen Wenqin saw that Fang Te was still in a daze. He thought that Fang Te was also moved, but he didn't know that he was thinking about other things.

"Oh, no, no, I won't show my shame. Brother Chen, please. I believe Miss Luoluo will be very happy to get Brother Chen's poem."

Fangte came back to his senses and said, secretly blocking all the magic power again and checking it to make sure that no magic power was leaked. After all, the fantasy nine-tailed fox clan is so frighteningly sensitive! And she’s still a woman!

"In this case! Then it's embarrassing." Chen Wenqin took the attendant's pen and wrote a good poem with ink. Although Fang Te didn't know the quality of poetry, but just by looking at it, Fang Te knew the poem. Should be good.

"Master Wenqin presented a poem - "Snow Rhythm"

As soon as the most talented man in Eastern Xia presented his poem, the attendants shouted loudly, after all, Chen Wenqin was so famous.

Luo Luo held her hands in front of her body, with a slight smile on her face. She walked slowly in front of Fang Te and Chen Wenqin, no more than three feet away, and curtsied. Her etiquette was impeccable.

At this time, Fangte had turned around and sat on the chair. He was not worried about his identity being exposed, but it was best to be a little safer.

"Thank you Mr. Chen for the poem." Every word, like the spring breeze, blows into everyone's heart, "The little lady wishes you a drink."

After toasting with a glass of wine, Fangte thought she was leaving, but he didn't expect that Chen Wenqin's next words would be so friendly.

"Miss Luoluo, this is Wen Qin's friend. Her literary talent is much higher than that of Wen Qin. I was impressed by the girl's dancing when I first saw her."

For the first time, Fangte didn't want to hear someone praise him so much, so he turned around and bowed his hands: "Xiaosheng Fang Wenshan."

"It seems that the little girl's performance is not enough to satisfy Mr. Fang. I feel guilty." Luoluo nodded and apologized, meaning: My dance is not good enough in your opinion, and I didn't even write a poem to you. I.

"No, it's just that the young man has little talent and limited knowledge, and is afraid of losing the girl's charm."

"Brother Fang is more talented than me. According to what Brother Fang said, wouldn't my poems insult Miss Luoluo's grace?" Chen Wenqin was also setting up the stage for Fang Te on the other side! He thought Fangte was being modest, but Fangte really couldn't write poems in this place to cause public outrage.

"Hehehe, I was just joking, please don't take it too seriously, sir." Seeing Fangte's embarrassed look, Luoluo, as an oiran, naturally knew how to deal with it.

"Thank you for your understanding, girl." Fang Te thanked him with his hands.

"However, little lady, there is an invitation here, and Mr. Fang cannot refuse it."

After saying that, Luo Luo revealed her fair arms and took out two invitations from her sleeves and handed them to Fang Te and Chen Wenqin with both hands.

"The poems written by the two of them in the Lantern Garden have been sung, especially Mr. Fang's poem about red beans and the theme of lanterns. The little girl admired them so much that she also asked the two gentlemen to go to the Lantern Garden in half an hour (one hour). Go to the meeting, where the master is waiting for ten young masters."

The Water Pavilion belongs directly to the Empress of Eastern Xia, and the oiran is personally trained by the Empress of Eastern Xia, so no one thinks there is anything strange about Luoluo delivering the invitations.

On the contrary, almost everyone looked at the two invitations with eager eyes, and Chen Wenqin felt even more honored. After all, invitations from a talented man were sent by a beautiful woman. What could be more elegant than this?

Chen Wenqin and Fang Te received the invitation at the same time, but Fang Te's mood was slightly different.