Chapter 90 Really Fragrant

   "Thank you all for attending the Red Makeup Conference at Shengyun Tower, this concubine is very polite!"

   Although Li Xiaoqing is middle-aged, she is still very charming and charming, and she is not inferior to any middle-aged female star on the earth.

   Moreover, his strength has reached the realm of first-class warriors, and he is only half a step away from entering the period of nourishing Qi and becoming an extraordinary cultivator.

   As she saluted, hundreds of maids in Shengyun Tower on the third floor also saluted: "Thank you, distinguished guests, for your honor!"

At the same time, from the many rooms of Shengyun Building, those who are either the chaste maids in the waiting room, or the girls with cards who have already started to pick up the guests, the guards who are in charge of guarding... also salute everywhere: "The honored guests are welcome to the door, Pengpi is shining!"

   The majestic momentum is staggering, and it is indeed the first floor of Kyoto.

When the huge Shengyun Building was quiet, Li Xiaoqing smiled sweetly: "Today is the day when the sixty-six ladies of our Shengyun Building will come out of the pavilion. Miss Er, you must all know about her, so I won’t say much about her concubine, and then let Miss Xuan’er perform piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing for you.”

   "If a distinguished guest likes Miss Xuan'er, he can come to offer him an offer. This offer of engagement is also divided into six categories: piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and singing and dancing. It depends on where you want to put the offer."

  …

  Li Xiaoqing didn't talk too much nonsense. After just talking for a few minutes, he retreated with all manner of demeanor. He did not look like the boss of a brothel, but he was clearly a noble lady.

   When Li Xiaoqing left, Shengyun Building immediately became lively.

   "There are six types of betrothal gifts, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and singing and dancing. This year's pattern is quite interesting. I don't know which category of 10,000 taels of silver I have prepared.

   "Fortunately, I brought a purple gold pen with a value of over ten thousand taels of silver, so I'll put it in the category of books. I don't know if Miss Xuan'er will like it."

   "It is said that Miss Xuan'er likes poetry and poetry the most. If you have the ability, you can come up with a high-quality poem, and maybe you can win Miss Xuan'er."

   "Given Xuan'er's net worth, who can become her temporary husband without a dowry of tens of thousands of taels of silver, and what kind of poetry can be worth tens of thousands of taels of silver, don't think about it, just pay honestly."

   "That's right, unless it's a handed down poem and it can be passed down forever, it really won't be in the eyes of Miss Xuan'er and Shengyunlou."

  …

   Hearing the discussions of the people around him, Song Ankang was also shocked. He never expected that the March ownership of a mere clerk would be worth tens of thousands of taels of silver, which is equivalent to more than 100 million yuan. Do you want to exaggerate.

   Even on Earth, Song Ankang has hardly heard of any woman who spends more than 100 million yuan in three months. He didn't expect the first courtier of Shengyun Tower to be so expensive.

   Originally, Song Ankang thought that about 10,000 taels of silver would be very good, but unexpectedly it turned out to be several times more.

   The silver taels brought by Song Ankang are definitely not enough. Even if there are so many silver taels, Song Ankang will use them to buy a large number of resources and treasures to improve his strength as soon as possible, rather than using them for such things.

   It is not bad to be able to pay a few thousand taels of silver for this, unless Song Ankang develops one day, then it is possible to pay more.

   Although he didn't hold out much hope, Song Ankang couldn't help but light up after hearing people around him say that Peng Xuan'er likes poems the most. Could it be that... the time to copy poems has come!

After all, he has been educated by the descendants of Yan and Huang for so many years on Earth, and Song Ankang also has a lot of poetry in his stomach. Song Ankang dismissed the idea.

   No matter how good the poetry is, it is better to master the mighty power of heaven and earth and determine the fate of all lives, and the people of Xia may face extinction at any time. Poetry seems to be useless in this regard.

   So Song Ankang gradually dispelled the idea of ​​this, but he didn't expect to be able to use some of it today.

  In this case, you can try it later, maybe you can find a free girlfriend, although it is only three months, but that can save a lot of silver taels.

   Anyway, these poems have no other use, Song Ankang did not expect to rely on these poems to follow the official line, after all, even if the officials of the Xia kingdom wanted to be promoted, they mainly depended on force, not poetry and songs.

Of course, this is not to say that the Xia Kingdom does not pay attention to cultural poetry and the like, mainly because culture and poetry are not so important compared to martial arts and war, but for some people who prefer these things, poetry and the like are also very important. of.

   Just when Song Ankang was thinking about throwing out that poem, a stunning beauty with a crown and cover appeared on the high platform at some point.

   Her red robe covers her body, under her slender jade neck, there is a white greasy like condensed fat, and the plain waist is tied, and it is not full of a grip.

   A pair of long, moist and well-proportioned embroidered legs are looming under the red dress, and even the beautiful lotus feet are silently enchanting, sending out a tempting invitation.

   This girl's attire is undoubtedly a bit coquettish, but this coquettishness paired with that pure and angel-like face will undoubtedly give people a great shock.

   Coquettishness and purity were supposed to be incompatible, but they achieved a perfect fusion in this girl, which made Song Ankang think of a sentence for the first time.

   Incarnation of Angels and Demons!

   Although it was a bit tacky, Song Ankang couldn't find any other words to describe it. The cheap wife Tang Yelan in his memory was already one of the best in the world, and no other woman on earth could compare with her.

   Even among the beauty filters in many software, Song Ankang has never seen a woman more beautiful than Tang Yelan, but the girl in front of her is not inferior to Tang Yelan.

  The skin is as creamy, white and rosy, as warm as jade, crystal clear.

   It is purer and flawless than the whitest suet white jade, softer and more translucent than the mildest nephrite, more delicate and brighter than the most delicate rose petals, and more beautiful and watery than the clearest crystal.

  Having such a girl for three months, not to mention tens of thousands of taels of silver, even hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, millions of taels of silver, or even more silver seems to be nothing.

Song Ankang couldn't help feeling the few banknotes in his pocket, and suddenly felt that he was very poor, just like in a certain period of time on earth, when he fell in love with a girl who looked like a lilac, he found that he had no money at all. That feeling of being able to feed each other.

  Bah, not that lilac ghost from Tongxin Town!

   (end of this chapter)

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