Before I Died, I Forcedly Kissed a Female Hero

Before I Died, I Forcedly Kissed a Female Hero
Chapter 114: The Oiran Girl appears and you ask me to write a poem for you



A group of people walked to the first floor.


Leading the group was a fat man in luxurious clothes, who was staring at Hua Man Lou with a playful look in his eyes, "What, Young Master Hua is still not quite embarrassed from last time?"


Laughter was heard from the people behind him.


Hua Maun convinced Lou to shake his head and say, “What do you know about your little brain? If it wasn't for your followers, I'm afraid you wouldn't dare to come at all. ” 1


Chu Qi's face was a little ugly, he coldly snorted, “You braggart, if you have the guts don't run away later, let's see who can laugh last! ”


With this said, he took those people to a place a little far away and sat down.


Chen Qingluan frowned and said, "Why did you get into trouble with him?"


Hua Man Lou said helplessly, “Last time at the Spring Festival, he and I were both interested in Oiran's girl, Meng Yu'er. But he doesn't like gold and silver, he just likes poetry, so...”.


Chen Qingluan said amusedly, “Due to this matter? So you lost to him ?”


Hua Man Lou said disapprovingly, “This guy is an idiot, what kind of poem can he write? If only he hadn't brought some literature with him!”


Chen Qingluan shook her head.


One of them was the son of the Palace's Great Scholar, and the other was the son of a prince, and they were actually fighting and jealous of a woman from a brothel.


"You're really something."


"What do you know?"


Hua Man Lou shook his head and said, “She's a beautiful and kind girl. Moreover, Meng Yue'er was the new Oiran of the year, and her suitors could even go around the trenches!”


"If you can be the guest of honor, you will be truly famous in the Capital."


Who wouldn't want to meet the most wanted Oiran girl?


If he could win the grand prize, he would definitely become the idol of all the flamboyant and talented youths in the capital.


"Sister Shi, don't you think?"


Su Shi smiled and said nothing.


That brothel rightly captured the psychology of these people.


The so-called Oiran was just a layer of packaging and marketing, and the more they acted noble and arrogant, the more they would attract the pursuit of officials.


And in the process, this brothel had made a fortune.


When the values were completely depleted, they were sold directly to the rich at a great price, and then proceeded to cultivate the beauty of the next class.


This is just the usual way of red light district business.


Looking back at the group, Hua Man Lou frowned slightly, one of them seemed to be a new top scholar this year.


"It seems that Chu Qi is ready this time."


"Forget them, let's drink what we have."


"Come, Brother Shi, I'll pour it for you."


Su Shi raised his wine glass, "Thank you."


The old wine and the sound of silk and bamboo pleases the ears.


They both exchanged glasses and glasses, and drank happily.


Although this Hua Man Lou was a swinger, yet his mind was very simple, not pretending to perform an action.


There is no harm in hanging out with people like this.


After three rounds of wine.


The relationship between the two became closer.


Hua Man Lou seemed to be a little drunk and his eyes fogged up as he said, "Sister Shi, I beg you, just take Chen Qingluan away."


"Coughs!"


Su Shi spewed out a mouthful of wine.


Chen Qingluan's pretty face flushed red as she panicked, "What are you talking about?"


Su Shi wiped his mouth and said awkwardly, "Sister Hua, you're drunk."


Hua Manlou shook her head, "I'm not drunk!"


He grabbed Su Shi's hand and said with tears in his eyes, “You don't know how cruel he is, he beat up anyone who disagrees with him, he said, and since his father is a great dao swordsman, this city does not know his reputation?”


“He broke my leg twice! Pain every time it is cloudy or raining, so people call me barometer walk ...”


"It's so embarrassing!"


Su Shi gulped, "Is this true?"


Chen Qingluan said helplessly, "When she was six years old, she said she wanted to adore my father as her master, she said she had to beat me up to do so, and then …… "


Su Shi said curiously, "What about the second time?"


Chen Qingluan whispered, "When she was eight years old, she challenged again."


Su Shi: “....”.


"The capital has suffered because of Chen Qingluan for a long time!"


Chen Qingluan's head was bowed low, her ears were red, and her fists were clenched hard.


Su Shi said helplessly, "Sister Hua, if there's no accident, your legs may have to be broken for the third time ......"


Damnit damnit!


At that moment, there was a gong sound.


"Oiran Fengchun has arrived!"


The hall became quiet and everyone looked into the middle of the lobby.


Just to see the two rows of servants enter in the rows of fish, rose petals fell from the air, and a pink veiled woman walked in style.


Although they could not see her face, her figure was slender and her temperament was exquisite, and she was indeed one of a million beautiful women.


"That's Meng Yue'er !"


“He really deserves to be Oiran!”


“I did not expect to get a glimpse of Oiran, this is not a bad trip.”


" I wonder, what kind of talented man is qualified to receive his services?"


People chattering.


Chu Qi stared intently at Meng Yue'er, and a greedy look flashed across his eyes.


The pimp smiled and said, “Today, all the talented and noble people are gathered, and Yue'er wants to come and cheer everyone up. We might as well hold a poetry contest, with Yue'er telling her the theme. The winner would be able to drink and talk to Yue'er on the boat alone. ”


Hearing these words, people became excited.


“I want to participate!”


“Drink alone with Oiran? That's too exciting.”


“Hey, no one knows what might happen next .”


Chu Qi looked at the slender man beside him and whispered, "Mu Bai, you are the best at writing poetry, so I'll leave it to you."


Li Mu Bai curled his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'll do my best."


Chu Qi nodded, "I believe you."


Li Mu Bai was a First Class Scholar, the new Scholar of the Imperial Academy, who among the audience could be his opponent?


"Hua Man Lou, what can you fight with me!"


Chu Qi laughed coldly.


After a while, Meng Yue'er spoke, her voice clear and pleasant, "A few moments ago, an outsider went berserk, trying to attack our Linlang land, but fortunately, there was a hero to turn things around."


"This time, let's use the word 'hero' as the title."


“That's a great theme!”


"I don't expect Miss Meng to have a heart for her country!"


The theme has a very wide coverage and has a wide scope to play.


The servants went around from table to table while handing out pens and ink.


Li Mu Bai pondered a little, and immediately got his answer, unfurling the paper and writing excitedly.


Chu Qi's smile widened.


Looking at the white paper in front of her, Hua Man Lou was confused.


His father was a scholar, and he also had literary talent, so writing poetry was fine.


But he had just drank too much, and now his mind was so confused that he could not remember a single word!


"It's over, there's no way I'm handing you a blank answer sheet, right?"


"Chu Qi will definitely spread the word throughout the city, how can I still get along in the Capital after this?"


Hua Man Lou shook his hair sadly.


At that moment, he noticed Su Shi, who was drinking for himself at the side, as if he had taken the straw that saved his life.


"Sister Shi, help me!"


Su Shi paused for a moment, "You asked me to write for you?"


Hua Man Lou bitterly pleaded, "I can only rely on you now."


Su Shi said helplessly, "Alright, but I can't guarantee to come out victorious."


Hua Man Lou nodded excitedly, "It doesn't matter, as long as his words flow smoothly."


It didn't matter if he lost this time, as long as he didn't lose too much face.


Chen Qingluan looked at Su Shi curiously, "You know how to write poetry?"


Su Shi smiled, "In our hometown, this is one of the necessary skills."


If you can't write, can't you keep copying?


He never thought he would have the day to become a copywriter …….