The Zuixianlou where Yue Niang worked did have a top prostitute named Luo Xiu. She had carefully cultivated her for many years and made her famous, but she had hardly ever let Luo Xiu show her face.
Yue Niang had originally planned to wait for a suitable opportunity to promote the reputation of Zuixianlou, but she had not expected that it would come so early.
But tonight, Yue Niang must let Luo Xiu come out to comb her hair.
At the moment, the 'Luoxiu' fairy who seemed to own the legendary Pure White Cold Palace was a strange Crescent Moon Girl she did not know, who came to the Xingzi Town with Da Sile and others.
Yue Niang didn't know her real name. In the past few days, she had the impression of a quiet and beautiful girl. Tsk tsk, she was indeed much prettier than her own top prostitute. As expected, all the most beautiful women in the world were hidden in the Music Bureau...
Yue Niang's thoughts turned over in an instant. She immediately lowered her head and said respectfully:
"Reporting to the Grand Master of Music, that female official is very pretty and quiet, and she didn't say anything to me. I just talked to her several times in detail, and when she saw Mr. Zhao later, she was looking at the mirror and nodding silently... She must have heard it.
"Then I served the lady official and washed away the red makeup lines on her forehead and shoulders... because according to the rules of the department, she could leave one, but... but the lady official Luoxiu shook her head and refused, so I helped her wash away all of them. This lady official did not speak to me the whole time."
At this time, everyone in the box saw a long-lasting wave of noise rising from the first floor. A stunning girl with flying fairy hair and a white skirt walked in leisurely. Wherever she passed, the men looked at her eagerly.
Da Si Le, who had a faint mole on his lip, had no change in expression and remained dignified.
She quietly looked at the stunning girl downstairs who had washed off all the marks of the Crescent Moon Girl and was henceforth named 'Luo Xiu'.
Facing the eager and even fanatical gazes of countless men, accompanied by the brilliant fireworks telling the time in the night sky outside the window, Luo Xiu raised the corners of her lips and laughed brilliantly.
"Oh." Da Si Le responded indifferently.
Having witnessed the scene of their familiar companion, Fireworks Yi Leng, downstairs, the other eighteen Crescent Moon Ladies in the box suddenly changed their indifferent expressions.
A beautiful young lady looked at a young scholar with a slightly angry expression.
An elegant lady suddenly closed her eyes, showing a hint of guilt on her face, and said nothing.
There was a delicate girl whose pretty face showed an expression of extreme disgust, her silver teeth were gnashing, as if she hated the man very much, and there was shame in her eyes.
Yue Niang didn't dare to speak and carefully looked at the expressions of the noble women around her.
She glanced at Luo Xiu on the first floor. She was smiling brightly, but in fact, she was smiling for a young scholar.
Yue Niang couldn't help but look at the young Confucian scholar named Zhao Ziyu. She recalled in her mind the harmless and warm smile of Mr. Zhao when she led him upstairs just now.
The woman in gorgeous clothes was secretly frightened.
Who the hell is this guy? He has attracted the attention of half of the Music Bureau and the Regent of Dali next to him. They couldn't help but come here in person, and now it seems that he is still trying to give gifts and curry favor with him in every possible way?
This is a Crescent Moon Lady being sent out. I don't know what level this female official named Luo Xiu who was forcing a smile downstairs was at among the Crescent Moon Ladys in the Music Bureau. There are many things going on here.
Moreover, she looked so young, and the noble ladies around her had different expressions, which made her look not simple.
Besides, this kind of thing happened to the noble and glorious Xianyue Li Nu, it was simply... Yue Niang didn't dare to think too much, she just hoped that this matter would end quickly and these big guys would leave quickly.
In the No. 1 box, no one seemed to be talkative. They were busy people in the past, but now they were waiting here obediently. It was obvious that they were not bored, but had to suppress their restless minds.
Everyone had different thoughts, and the atmosphere in the room quickly became quiet.
The silent atmosphere returned.
Xuecan, who had a thin waist but a voluptuous and graceful figure with an exaggerated waist and hip curve, could not help but look at the profile of the woman in palace dress in front of her.
I saw her still looking downstairs with a calm expression, as if she was just asking an insignificant question.
The snow silkworm sighed softly.
The Grand Master of Music, whom the empress relied on very much, was named Mu Jin.
A female cultivator in the Golden Core Realm.
The leader of the Crescent Moon Women.
They are called Xianleli Nu and have only a first name but no surname. Each of them was named by the Empress Dowager herself.
The Grand Master of Music was named Mu Jin, her name was Xue Can, and the Palace Master Feng Yi who had always been by the Empress Dowager's side was named Dou Kou.
As for the most mysterious lady in colorful clothes in the Music Bureau, Xuecan had never seen her before and didn't know her name. It was estimated that only the Empress and Mujin knew her name.
As for the stunning girl who was playing the zither and helping everyone write poems on the first floor, her name was Channu. For some reason, the Queen Mother seemed to like this name very much.
I heard from the Queen that she founded the music troupe Si Xianyue Li Nu in order to continue an ancient tradition of the Li clan ancestors from ancient times.
According to legend, the ancestors of the Li Earth also had a similar selection process, where they only selected the most outstanding women in the Li Clan. They also had no surnames, but only a unified title. However, this title has been lost in the long river of history along with the ancestors of the Li Clan who ascended to the Moon Palace, and has become a kind of secret.
At this moment, the man in the python robe who had been standing with his hands behind his back suddenly said, "Pure White Cold Palace."
He raised his hand and patted his sleeves, nodding slightly, "Your Music Bureau has invested a lot of money."
Grand Master of Music Mu Jin pursed her lips.
Xuecan chuckled and said, "My Lord, I think you didn't come here empty-handed."
Li Mingyi looked stern and said nothing.
"Besides, what does this have to do with us, the Crescent Moon Lady?"
Xuecan narrowed his eyes and glanced at the silent Da Si Le.
Soon, she said softly, "She came here on her own accord. Our Music Bureau did not force her or stop her. We just removed her identity as a girl according to the rules and let her do what she wanted."
Xuecan lowered his eyes, "Besides, this Mr. Zhao looks very handsome. He is young and yet he represents Linlu Academy to offer sacrifices to the gods. He is undoubtedly a talented person in the academy and has a bright future. He should be a gentle scholar...
"It won't be unfair for Luo Xiu to follow him in the future. They are a perfect match, talented and pretty. Besides, it can be regarded as a friendship with Mr. Zhao. Our Music Bureau has no reason to object."
No one knew who she was addressing with these words of implicit guidance.
At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the box.
The room was silent for a moment. Yue Niang, who was observing the expressions on the room, turned around and spoke.
The door was opened silently, and an old man with an immortal look came in. He had a thin face, but what impressed people most was that his right eye was of a strange purple-gold color, which would make people dizzy if they stared at it carefully.
The old man with purple-gold eyes smiled and thanked Yue Niang, then politely bowed to the women in the room, and then walked directly behind the majestic man in a blue satin dragon robe.
"Your Highness, I have done some divination for Miss Su, and I have told her the truth, without...hiding anything." Chen Er said, stroking his beard.
Afterwards, the old man with purple-gold eyes carefully talked about the content of divination.
Li Mingyi stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the lobby on the first floor and nodded slightly.
The Crescent Moon girls, who had been silent before, all raised their heads and looked in the direction of the next box.
The Snow Silkworm, who is honored as the Master of Ceremonies of the Music Bureau, has a plump and graceful body. In Zhao Rong's words, she is very healthy and has not cut corners. She has saved on fabrics where they should and absolutely not on fabrics where they shouldn't. She is very satisfying and reassuring, and she is absolutely "eating and living with peace of mind".
At this moment, her makeup was beautiful but not gaudy. She tilted her head slightly, covering her mouth with her hands and smiling, but something was trembling.
"Your Ziwei Pavilion has made a big move this time, even bringing out your own proud daughter. I have seen this Fairy Su. Apart from her poor taste in clothes, she is indeed very pretty, and she is also talented. Her temperament is especially pleasing to the eye... It is a pity that she cannot join our Music Bureau."
The tone was somewhat joking.
Ziwei Pavilion Master Chen Er stroked his beard and shook his head. He first glanced at the calm expression of the man in the python robe in front of him, and then said slowly:
“Thank you for the compliment, Master of Ceremonies, but I feel that some of your remarks are quite inappropriate.
"What do you mean by bringing out your own family? Su girl's family had an accident recently, and those people from the west... Well, she came to me, but the overall interests of the prince and the queen were the most important, and I was powerless. I tried to help her out of helplessness, and used the secret technique of shortening life in the pavilion to divine who could help her overcome the disaster.
"I didn't expect that her true love and future Taoist partner would be Mr. Zhao downstairs. It's really fate.
"This is destined by heaven. What else can I say except sighing? I told her everything and let her make her own decision. We at Ziwei Pavilion will not interfere and will support her choice."
Chen Er faced everyone's gaze and sighed, with a sense of regret and loneliness as if he was marrying off his daughter.
But soon his expression straightened up again, and he said in a firm tone:
"Besides, from my observation of Mr. Zhao's face, he has the appearance of a latent dragon, with purple air rising to the sky behind his head. He has the aura of a saint, and he is very extraordinary. Now that he is a latent dragon in the abyss, he must be a gentle and modest gentleman.
"I have always been very good at judging people. He and Miss Su are a perfect match, and he will definitely treat her well. Miss Su will not lose out by following this Mr. Zhao!" The old immortal almost patted his chest to make the promise.
“……”Everyone in the box.
They always felt that these words were somewhat familiar... Did they hear them just now?
Even the cold-hearted women of the Crescent Moon could not help but exchange glances with each other, and then glanced at one of their superiors at the same time.
Xuecan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Chen Er was slightly stunned, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
He had just come in, and had no idea that a certain plump woman had the same opinion as him and had already seen with her keen eyes that a certain student named Zhao was not an ordinary person.
In front of the observation deck, Li Mingyi and Mu Jin silently looked at Zhao Rong below, who should be a gentle and modest gentleman.
The two men ignored the discussions of their subordinates behind them and did not respond.
Suddenly, they turned around and walked away without stopping.
Just leave one sentence:
"Let's go, this Mr. Zhao... wants to see us now."
Xuecan, Chen Er and the other eighteen Crescent Moon Ladies were startled. They looked up and saw the young scholar sitting in the corner downstairs, facing them, smiling and raising his glass to greet them.
The atmosphere in the box suddenly became quiet.
Everyone had different expressions on their faces, and they all turned around to follow the master of ceremonies and the regent...