After Li Rong went out, Baochai, Ping'er and others came out from behind the interstitial, all with pale faces. \ The first Oiran in the south of the Yangtze River, the first person in the Hundred Flowers List, sought after by thousands of scholars, and many celebrities fell for it Even if it is a conceited Baochai, there is pressure in his heart.
Although she hadn't seen any Oiran, she had heard her brother Xue Pan say it before.
Xue Pan's boast of Oiran is rare in the sky and on the ground, and one look can make people seduce.
Although Baochai had never thought about these before, the "surprise" suddenly came, and she couldn't afford to think about it too much.
Seeing that the "newcomer" was about to enter the door, Baochai didn't even care about avoiding anything, and as a cousin of a relative's family, he sat on the main seat with Jia Cong, waiting for the newcomer.
Ping'er, Qingwen, Xiaohong, Chunyan, Xiangling and others are also sitting on the chairs under the hall, perhaps they want to see the "Western scenery" that they have only seen in the opera.
However, looking at the tense little faces, they seem to be a little nervous, even Baochai is no exception Jia Cong's eyes swept around and smiled, but before he could open his mouth to ease the atmosphere, he saw Li Rong leading a pair of women into the door.
Originally, Li Rong wore a strong suit, which was a maverick and even shocking for the girls in everyone's backyard.
The rough maids of the Jia family would not dress up like this.
But when Li Rong accompanied the two girls into the door, everyone's eyes were attracted by the woman who was the leader.
A thousand years ago, Cao Zhi said in the book of Luo Shen Fu: Its shape is also, like a shock, graceful like a dragon, Rong Yao Qiu Ju, Huamao Chun loose shoulders if sharpened, waist like a su.
Stretch the neck of the show, the quality of the dew, the fragrance is not added, the lead Huafu Yu.
The clouds are elegant, the eyebrows are trimmed, the lips are long, and the teeth are fresh.
Bright eyes are good, Jing assists in inheriting power, beautiful posture, and quiet and leisurely.
Luo Shen Fu Ping'er, Qingwen and others may not know, but Baochai must know it by heart.
So when he saw the woman who entered the door, the original fantasy of Baochai's heart was charming, enchanting, and the image of the foxy eyes instantly collapsed, and only Luo Shen was reincarnated.
Especially when she stood still, after taking off the white veil in front of her, she revealed a shocking face.
The skin is like congealed fat, like snow, and a ray of sunlight shines in from the window, shining on the flawless surface of the green and transparent surface, showing a thrilling beauty.
His eyes are like stars, and they are as clear as water.
The gaze swept by, and it seemed to give people a sense of coolness and nobility.
After Jia Cong took a look, Yu Guang paid attention to the reactions of Baochai and the others, and saw that they all looked blank, and their eyes were a little blank The sense of crisis in the girl's heart is quite heavy.
"Qingxi, I've seen the son of Qingchen."
Like a clear spring out of the valley, crisp and gentle, only the tone has a faint melancholy atmosphere.
Moreover, Qingxi did not call himself a slave Legacy and independence.
Not to mention Chunyan and Xiangling, a few crazy and stubborn wild girls on weekdays, and Baochai, who was born in everyone's beautiful girl, are all overshadowed.
But there are also doubts, what would such a character say is a slave or a slave Jia Cong only nodded lightly, and said in a flat tone: "Zihou just told me that the girl helped me today, but she made preparations more than a month ago, and she paid a lot of favors for this, and I was very moved." ” Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on the peerless face, and he became more and more beautiful, and said softly: "Just do your best." ” As soon as these words came out, the faces of Baochai and the others changed slightly.
What kind of heart do you have?
Jia Cong smiled and said, "But I don't know if there is anything I can do for the girl."
Hearing this, Qingxi's face suddenly darkened.
This change can make Baochai and others unbearable Only Jia Cong seemed unmoved.
It was a little girl with a small burden behind Qingxi, who looked like a fourteen or fifteen years, and said very angrily when she heard the words: "Our young lady is here to take refuge in the son, and the young lady has taken out all the ladders to redeem our master and servant, and now" "Don't say it."
Qingxi's not thick and thin lips opened lightly, and after stopping the little girl's words, she bowed to Jia Cong again, and the tone of her voice did not change much, and said: "I'm bothering the son, Qingxi is leaving." ” With that, he turned and walked out the door.
But the little girl behind her jumped to her feet and said hurriedly: "Miss, where else can we go?"
Qingxi didn't answer, and his footsteps didn't stop.
When the little girl saw it, her mouth was deflated, tears flowed down, and after glaring at Jia Cong fiercely, she whimpered and chased after her young lady.
In such a bleak scene, Baochai could still sit faintly, but Ping'er couldn't stand it.
How can people leave like this?
Ping'er looked at Jia Cong, although she didn't speak, her eyes pleaded.
Seeing this, Jia Cong's face was strange, and he looked at Baochai on the side.
But what can Bao Chai say can only nod Seeing that the two Qingxi masters and servants were about to go out, Jia Congqing coughed and said, "Miss Qingxi, please stay." ” "Miss" The young girl heard the voice behind her and hurriedly called out to her.
Qingxi looked back, frowning slightly, and his eyes were puzzled.
Jia Cong thought for a while and said, "There is one thing, I want to ask Miss Qingxi for another favor."
Hearing this, Qingxi hesitated, looked at Jia Cong's gaze, seemed to see his sincerity, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Jia Cong said: "I have a few sisters in my family, who are good at poetry, literature, piano and music, but it is difficult to find a good teacher.
I have heard for a long time that the poetry and piano of the young girl are unique, and there is no match in the world.
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Now that the girl is free, can you please ask the girl to stay in my house for a while and make a western seat?"
Jia Cong's tone was relatively slow, and he seemed to be very sincere.
His eyes have been looking at Qingxi sincerely and politely, Qingxi did not hesitate, slowly bowed his head, and said, "Thank you, son." ” After that, another light blessing.
Jia Cong smiled and said to Li Rong: "Let Chi Yu take Miss Qingxi to rest, now that most of the sisters in the family are not in front of her, Miss Qingxi can rest for a while." ” Li Rong nodded in response, Qingxi didn't react otherwise, and the master and servant followed Li Rong down.
After they went out, Jia Cong's brows furrowed.
He is not surprised by Qingxi's excellence, and the world's No. 1 Oiran will naturally not be a vulgar fan. can sit firmly in this position, in addition to appearance, IQ and EQ will not be low.
But no matter what, there should be a flaw, but there is none From beginning to end, Jia Cong never believed that he could attract the world's No. 1 Oiran to vote with his talent.
This kind of thing does not exist in opera scripts.
Because in the opera script, it was the two who met first and then got to know each other, and the Oiran was moved by the talent shown by the other party, and followed each other with a treasure chest.
The more people who read countless people, the more cautious they will be.
Of course, despite this, they often have a hard ending So no matter what, Jia Cong can calmly conclude that there must be something strange about today's events.
It's just that through observation, he can't find a flaw for a while.
Jia Cong was thinking deeply, but he didn't notice that the atmosphere in the hall was slowly changing Baochai, Ping'er and others saw that people were leaving, and Jia Cong was still looking at the empty door with a stupid gaze, and their faces were ugly.
Since they were children, they listened to all kinds of people tell all kinds of stories about foxes and charms, and they didn't take it seriously, but today they can't take it seriously.
Even a person like Jia Cong who stood out was hooked off his soul by an Oiran.
Although they also admit that even if they are not inferior in appearance, they are really not comparable to that temperament But you Jia Cong shouldn't be so unproductive, or in front of everyone.
Especially Baochai, the heart is like a knife I was still combing my hair just now, and now I can "Ahem" Still Qingwen saw that Baochai's eyes were red, and she couldn't help but wake up Jia Cong.
After Jia Cong came back to his senses, he immediately found out that something was wrong, and then looked at everyone's ugly faces, Baochai's eyes were red and she was about to cry, and she couldn't help laughing: "Where do you want to go, I am thinking, what is this young girl's thoughts, who is plotting against me behind it, do you think I am a person who is obsessed with lust In my heart, none of you are inferior to her." ” Xu is Jia Cong's "nymphomaniac" appearance just now is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and no one believes his words at this time, and they all look at him suspiciously.
Qingwen was even sharper: "How can we compare with her?"
She is the most ashamed of herself, and in terms of appearance, she is not bad.
But Qingxi has the demeanor of everyone, and her speech and demeanor seem to be with a fairy spirit, compared with her, people who chatter on weekdays have become crazy women What makes Qingwen feel even more stabbed in her heart is that this young man is clearly coming for the position of her aunt Not long after she Qingwen obtained that position, she ushered in such a crushing-level opponent, and it was strange that she could be used Jia Cong saw that the faces of several girls were like this, although they did not speak, but their faces were congenial, so he laughed and said: "Although the commentator behind the back is not good, and it is even worse to comment on a girl, I still want to be a villain, otherwise you will have a knot in your heart." said, without waiting for everyone's reaction, he continued: "I'm afraid you don't know that girls like Qingxi are mostly bought since childhood, and then all the time is spent learning how to be a good Oiran.
From how to walk, how to eat, how to speak, how to stand and sit, and even how to see people with their eyes.
They are pitiful and pathetic, they have no ego at all, and they can only become like that according to the mold that others have strictly built.
The one who has become the best is the number one Oiran in the world.
Although it is beautiful, it is carved out of mold.
Such people, everyone doesn't have to envy, let alone be jealous, they are very pitiful. ” After listening to Jia Cong's analysis, Baochai and the others looked at each other.
Jia Cong added another fire: "The reason why I don't want Qingwen and Chunyan to be too well-behaved at home is that I don't want to stifle the best true selves in their nature."
Think about it, if everyone is like Qingxi, they can pay it back There must be rules, no matter who can be too arbitrary, they must abide by the rules, but they can't all become a mold.
No matter how beautiful the mold is, it is only a mold after all.
So compared to the almost perfect Qingxi, I like Sister Bao's dignified atmosphere, I like Sister Ping'er's gentleness and kindness, I like Qingwen's pungent and frank, I like Xiaohong's cleverness, Chunyan's liveliness, and Xiangling's coquettishness.
You guys are my favorite. ” When Baochai and the others heard this, the pain and soreness in their hearts disappeared in an instant, but they became shy and shy one by one.
Such a straightforward confession is still very rare in the current world.
Seeing them turn from anger to joy one by one, Jia Cong smiled, his eyes warm.
S: cough, cover your face and say, today and tomorrow are a watch, it's too hot, I can't stand it if I don't turn on the air conditioner, my body is sticky after sitting for a while, and the head of the air conditioner hurts as much as a pinprick, just turn off the heat for a while, I'm also a hell of a good thing it's going to rain and cool down, just let me spend these two days, and I'll go home to escape the heat later.
Every time I ask for leave, I have a strong sense of guilt, alas, my face is still too thin and too green: