marrying a bride is old

Hearing Hong'er's words, with a "poof", Yun Shang, who was drinking tea, spurted out the tea that he couldn't swallow in a gulp, what kind of request is this?

"By the way, does your lord know the time of the talent show?" Xue Ji said with an expression of watching the show, "It will be in three days."

"Three days?" Ye Lang pondered for a while, and when everyone thought he was wavering, he said slowly, "Unexpectedly, there is still such ample time."

three days?adequate?

Seeing that Hong'er's appearance is just that of an ordinary person, and she will catch up with Qingyuan's red card within three days, everyone really has no way to draw an equal sign between the two.

A smile of interest slipped across Ye Lang's eyes, and it had been a long time since he had such passion for facing challenges.On the surface, it seems impossible to produce a famous prostitute who will shake the world in three days, but he is not an ordinary person. He comes from the 21st century, an era when drafting is commonplace, and an era where drafting theory is quite mature.Moreover, he didn't forget that he had promised Yueniang that he would do his best to help her brothel win the championship at the Oiran Festival in the capital.

Seeing Ye Lang's confident smile, except for Nangong Lingfeng's blind trust, the rest of the people were somewhat worried.

This is no simple matter.Even if Jun Shuyao does not participate in the performance, the famous Qingyuan is not only supported by one person.In addition, there is no limit to the number of such talent shows, but anyone who is an adult can participate.Leaving aside Lily, who won the Oiran King last year, even Mudan, who just turned 16 and became famous this year, is a strong competitor.

"Okay, I think everyone is free, so come and help me." Ye Lang looked at everyone's bored look at the side, and asked with a questioning intention.

"Okay." Nangong Lingfeng and Xueji first agreed.

Yun Shang was a step too late, and also agreed, but most of the leaked eyes were interested in joining in the fun; Jun Shuyao was the last to answer.Compared with Yunshang's attitude, she was a little more cautious, and what she considered was not the motive of joining in the fun, but her sincere concern for Hong'er.Although Nangong Lingfeng said a lot about Ye Lang, Hong'er believed in it and admired it, but she didn't.She was more questioning and curious, which was why she agreed - this was the only way she could help Hong'er, and it was also the best time to test Ye Lang.

She wanted to know if the young man in front of her really had the ability to create a miracle in three days!

"Since everyone agrees, I won't be polite." Ye Lang began to assign tasks to each other, "Xueji went back to Yejiabao to find Xuechen Xuemeng, and the three of them were responsible for Hong'er's dress, Shuyao Miss, feel wronged, and accompany Hong'er, Yun Shang and Ling Feng, you go and prepare to find some blank paper, and I will tell you what you need to do later!"

"dress up?"

"Accompaniment?"

"Blank paper?"

Everyone was baffled, but they glanced at the confident Ye Lang, buried their doubts in their hearts, and worked separately.Suddenly, only Ye Lang, Hong'er and Jun Shuyao were left in the room.

"Miss Shuyao should be able to compose music, right?!" Ye Lang suddenly asked Jun Shuyao a completely inexplicable question, because she didn't know the other party's intention, Jun Shuyao nodded instinctively.

Seeing her nodding, Ye Lang was finally completely relieved. Now that he has everything in place, let him lead this time-traveling talent show, and give these ancient people who have a boring entertainment life something to talk about after dinner.

For three days, all the people were in a hurry, but the person who gave the order was very leisurely, which also made everyone fully understand the meaning of "enough time" that Ye Lang said before, and it was only aimed at him alone. .

Xuege came back on the morning of the third day, bringing back what she thought was explosive news, and arrived behind the Xiulou where Jun Shuyao lived in Qingyuan with a face full of inscrutability, waiting triumphantly for someone to beg her, but insisted There is no one to talk to her—why is everyone so busy?

Later, I finally found an idler in the flower hall on the first floor - Ye Lang.When she found him, he was sipping tea leisurely by the window with a contented expression on his face.

"My lord, are you a little too free?!" Those people were so busy that they didn't even want to listen to her.

Ye Lang looked at Xue Ge, and found that although she was complaining on her face, there was an unconcealable pride in her eyes, knowing that she must have found good information, and explained with a smile: "It's not that I don't help , There are some things that I can't do; they don't want me to intervene if I can help, I have to come here and wait for news from Xuege." Then, the light in Ye Lang's eyes flashed, and the corner of his mouth raised a smirk that was enough to look at the world With a smile, he continued, "How is it? Ah Wen's life experience is tortuous enough, isn't it?"

"Well," Snow Pigeon nodded before realizing, "You know?"

"I guessed it!" Ye Lang said honestly, "I didn't change the medicine, but the timing was just right to plant it on me. I really can't think of anyone else except Ah Wen who disappeared for an afternoon. He is in 'my' After staying by my side for so many years, it was exposed at a critical time, it must be a deep hatred."

"No." Xue Ge was surprised and desolate after hearing Ye Lang's analysis.Surprisingly, Ye Lang had almost figured out the whole story; desolately, after three days of investigation, it seemed that there was no use for him.Fortunately, in the end, Ye Lang was wrong.

"He doesn't have a deep hatred with the young master." After saying this, Xue Ge looked at Ye Lang proudly, but she didn't see a surprised expression on the other party's face. She immediately felt that she had formed a deep hatred with Ye Lang.

Grinding her teeth fiercely, Xue Ge thought to herself: "I don't believe you won't be surprised when you hear my next words. Hmph!"

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to speak, Archie rushed in panting, with a look of surprise on his face, he opened his mouth and said, "My lord, we have found out something extraordinary, I..."

"Shut up, I haven't finished." Xue Ge interrupted Archie's report without even thinking about it. She was the one who arrived first, but she actually wanted to join her Xue Ge's team, so she didn't want to live.

Archie, on the other hand, looked like he couldn't vomit, he didn't even care about the snow pigeon, and continued to yell: "Young master, we found out..."

"Shut up!" Xuege roared, finally suppressing Archie's voice, and dared to pretend that she didn't exist, "Do you think I'm Xuechen or Xuemeng? Let me tell you that I'm Xuege. And Xue Ji's drug."

"Ah, it turned out to be Miss Xuege, let me tell you first. None of those people listened to me, and I was almost hurt internally. And my news is absolutely explosive, absolutely..."

"I'm already suffering from internal injuries! If you talk nonsense again, I'll slap you unconscious."

"If you don't let me speak, you can shoot me to death."

"Okay, I'll help you." Xue Ge was so angry that Archie dared to challenge her publicly. It seemed that he was forcing her to reveal his secret.

"I'll go out first." Ye Lang saw that the two of them would not be able to argue for a while, and the quarrel made his eardrums hurt, so he simply stood up, intending to keep his ears clear.

"No!" The two immediately stood on a united front, "You're gone, who shall I tell?"

"What you guys want to talk about is all troublesome things, and today should be a happy day, so hold it back for now. Are you interested in going to Ling Feng's side with me? His side is very lively. It should be edited now A little story has come out." Ye Lang said as he walked out of the room and walked to the second floor.

Now those who are in charge of compiling and copying stories are concentrated on the second floor.

"Hello." Both of them wanted to say something reluctantly, but Ye Lang's figure had disappeared at the entrance of the corridor, and they stared at each other. At that time, I realized that something was wrong. The people here seemed to be doing something secretly. It reminded me of the Qingyuan Huakui performance that was noisy recently in Jinling City. Could it be... But, what did the young master just say, making up a story?

Many clues gathered together became a mess, Xue Ge didn't bother to think about it, and followed Ye Lang up to the second floor, only Archie didn't understand, he still hoped that Ye Lang could listen After he finished speaking, what they found was really a big deal.

Thinking of the content of the three-day investigation, Archie was trembling with excitement. This is definitely a great opportunity to curry favor with the young master, and he must tell the young master before Uncle Zhong.So, with one step, he also caught up to the second floor.

Ye Lang entered the second floor, and when he was about to reach the room where Nangong Lingfeng was, he heard the familiar old voice that repeated repeatedly. It was Uncle Zhong. Tell me? It's really a big deal, young master..."

Mixed in Uncle Zhong's unwilling voice was Nangong Lingfeng asking from time to time: "Ah Shang, can you write this way?" Voice from time to time: "Well.", "Okay".

Obviously no one in the room took Zhong Bo's existence seriously.And the content of what he said was similar to that of Archie. It seems that when the two came back, they acted separately.

Ye Lang stopped suddenly, hesitating whether to go in or not?If you go in, will Uncle Zhong catch you and complain?

"Master!" Uncle Zhong gathered his anger in his dantian unwillingly, and roared violently. Everyone in the room was startled by this angry shout, temporarily stopped what they were doing, and stared at him in a daze. Uncle Zhong.

Uncle Zhong saw the opportunity coming, and hurriedly said, "Young master, we have worked so hard day and night to work hard..."

"Ah Shang, Uncle Zhong was startled just now, the ink dripped on the paper, please change it."

"Okay, but Ling'er, you have already used this kind of handwriting, please use another one."

"Master, we really don't even care about being tired..." Uncle Zhong struggled.

"Ah Shang, is this kind of handwriting good?" Nangong Lingfeng changed his handwriting as if offering a treasure.

"Whose is that? So ugly?"

"You are not allowed to speak ill of my husband!"

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