Kuaiwen is also a huge fan

"I heard that the young man from Dongfu became a national master at a young age."

"Hey, let's talk about what is the most outstanding thing about this young man."

"Call the wind and call the rain!"

"The prediction is unknown!"

"Everyone said these are not true." The storyteller shook his fan.

"It's the appearance." The speaker's voice was clear and childish.

Following the words, the speaker was a little beggar lying on the ground listening. His body was in tatters, and his face was so dirty that it was hard to see its original appearance, but his eyes were extraordinarily bright.

"Correct answer!" The storyteller slapped his fan on the table, stroked his beard and began to describe vividly.

"I heard that the young man is seventeen years old. He has only white clothes and black hair, picturesque eyebrows, and a green flute around his waist. He has a cold appearance. It is difficult to find him with a lot of money!"

By the end of the story, the storyteller was salivating, wishing he could use the most beautiful words of his time to describe the young man.

"If you want to know the follow-up, please listen to the explanation next time." The storyteller took a sip of tea, ignored the sighs of everyone, and left leisurely with a small cattail leaf fan.

Private room on the second floor of the teahouse.

The window was pushed slightly, revealing a white jade-like hand holding up the fork pole.

The young man was dressed in crescent white clothes, with his dark hair like a waterfall tied up with a wooden hairpin. He was lying next to the window, looking at the various stalls, his eyes filled with curiosity.

Suddenly, the young man's amber-like clear eyes seemed to be attracted by something, and the corners of his peach-like lips were slightly raised, and all the flowers were eclipsed in an instant.

On the second floor of the tavern opposite, there was a man with a resolute face and handsome features. His eyes accidentally fell on the young man and it was difficult to take them away.

It wasn't until the hot tea overflowed and burned his fingertips that he slowly came back to his senses.

Opposite the man sat a handsome man in a green shirt, but he was more feminine than the man's fortitude.

"Brother Meng, why are you distracted?"

"No problem." The man took a sip of hot tea, his resolute face relaxed slightly.

When I looked back, the stunning young man was no longer there, but the throbbing in my heart was not as calm as the man's appearance.

Mission Rating: Very Poor

Heartthrob Halo Level: 100%

+ 1 %

Unlock White Moonlight Aura 5%

System unlock function: Pain Paifei Feifei, fast memory method, Chrysanthemum Book (can be consulted)

Main system evaluation; To the north! I have never seen the heartthrob halo 101%. It will lower my performance. I will reward you with a white moonlight plane. If you destroy the mission world again, your salary will be deducted!

Lin Chujiu stared blankly.

Bai Xiao dismissed it and said, just deduct the salary, it doesn't matter.

"Host, I'll give you the full-level Pain Feifei Feifei and the full-level Rapid Memory Technique.

I will study the chrysanthemum manual and tell the host its use."

Lin Chujiu's status in this plane is incredible, he's awesome.

In general, Lin Chujiu plays the role of the emperor, the role of King Nie Zheng, the role of the courtesan, the role of the imperial concubine, and the role of the iron-blooded general.

It is called Wubai for short.

Lin Chujiu's identity is the national master of Nanyang Kingdom.

Lin Chujiu's mission is very simple. Simply put, it is to maintain a perfect image and leave a strong color in the hearts of these five important people. Then he can wave his sleeves without taking away a single cloud.

Lin Chujiu placed his first target on the brothel courtesan Yu Niang.

There is no other reason than that the oiran has no relationship with the royal family.

Lin Chujiu came out today specifically to find the oiran at Fengyue Tower.

Today is the day when the oiran performs the dance, which happens every year on the fifth day of March.

The oiran danced on the sedan chair, and four muscular men carried sticks and swam through the streets of Kyoto before returning to Fengyue Tower.

Although the oirans came from a place of romance, except for one or two of them, all the oirans had allowed powerful people to take them as concubines.

It is common for concubines to be spoiled and their wives to be destroyed, and oirans account for three of them.

It is this street that the courtesan has to pass, the most prosperous and lively street in Kyoto, where the powerful gather.

"The oiran is here!"

The Feng Yue Lou boy shouted at the top of his voice, sounded the gong in his hand, and evacuated the vendors on the street.

The tea house and tavern were full of people. At this time, there was no vacancy in the private room on the second floor. The powerful man waved his hand and dropped coins from the window, causing everyone to rob.

"Today, the new court lady of Fengyue Tower chooses a beloved man, and we will hold candlelight talks and spend a good night together. I wonder which official will be lucky enough to be selected." The hawker whispered to each other, looking excited, and his eyes widened as he looked at the slowly approaching sedan chair. .

Today is different from the past. The oiran did not dance, but lay in the red gauze tent. Her enchanting figure could be seen through the gauze tent.

Everyone's breathing increased in unison, wishing to open the curtain and see the oiran's grace with their own eyes.

"Do all previous oirans wear so little?" Lin Chujiu looked at the smooth jade feet faintly exposed under the gauze tent and asked the boy beside him.

It's only early March.

The young man was lying by the window, with a strand of ink hair wrapped around his fingertips. His voice was clear, and there was no trace of desire in his eyes. The boy didn't dare to look directly at the young man and answered with a blushing face.

"Go back to my lord, this year's Jade Lady is like this."

It even broke the previous traditional dance. Just lying there gently can arouse people's endless reverie.

Lin Chujiu picked up the cloak on the side, waited for the red curtain to be blown up by the wind, and then threw the cloak on the beauty.

It's a pity that the coat he just wore today is gone.

The sedan chair gradually approached, and the dignitary who was spreading money asked the servant to sprinkle the jewelry on the red tent. The woman in the red tent raised her lips slightly, let out a sigh, and looked away.

He raised his jade feet lightly, stood up slowly, and opened a little of the red curtain with his green and white jade-like fingers, and the seductive voice passed through the eardrums and reached his heart.

"If anyone can understand what Yu Niang is thinking, tonight, Yu Niang will be his alone."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd was excited, and more people were throwing money, including gold, shadow, copper coins, and everything.

Meng Qingyue frowned slightly after reading it. He looked away and fell on the window that was slightly opened just now.

This time, he saw the young man who had caught a glimpse of him.

The man who was tasting wine with him also noticed it.

Meng Qingyue turned slightly to block him, but the man opposite opened his fan, stood up and stood at the window.

"Brother Meng, are you looking at that young man?"

"So handsome!"

The man smiled wickedly, sighed repeatedly, and his eyes fell firmly on the young man.

"Brother Shen, it's all up to you." Meng Qingyue's voice was cold. A closer look revealed that the man's eyes were full of displeasure.

"Brother Meng, how about a bet?"

"If you win, the fine wine from my palace, Prince Nie Zheng, will be yours. If I win, how about the fine tea from your general's palace be mine?"

"Then let's bet." Men cherish words like gold.

"Brother Meng, guess who the beautiful lady will choose today?"

Shen Yuan waved his fan leisurely, waiting for the man to speak.

"The boy opposite" Meng Qingyue said with certainty.

"Brother Meng and I are actually the same." Shen Yuan closed the fan, slightly disappointed.

"I said it first, you will pay for today's drinks." Meng Qingyue said slightly, stood up and stood side by side with Shen Yuan by the window.

Or you can see it more clearly this way.