"The son of Duke Cheng has arrived! All the idle people and others can dodge.?"

Then there were only carriages rushing over.

Behind the carriage were ox carts loaded with gold, silver and silk.

This situation really shocked everyone.

"My son is the son of Duke Cheng of the current dynasty. Now he has specially brought a lot of money to discuss the marriage with Miss Zhao Xiaoniang."

"What? The son of the Duke actually wants to marry a brothel woman. Could it be that he is fainting?"

The people on the side discussed separately.

For a moment, Dongshi was in an uproar!.

The vast people have occupied the streets in front of the brothels. They are all looking at how the son of the prince seeks favor from the brothel women.

"This is exactly the effect I want! The more people, the better?" Yang Mingyuan said happily.?

At this moment, the woman in the world in the brothel looked at Zhao Xiaoniang and looked jealous.

At the same time, his eyes were coldly staring at Yang Mingyuan downstairs.

If it weren't for his poem, would the son of the Duke be tangled at Zhao Xiaoniang?

A hint of envy appeared in the eyes of those women in the brothels.

I really want the person who is praised is myself.

"Don't miss it when you pass by!"

"I'll pay for my guests when opening a business! I'll give you a poem once I buy my magic medicine."

"What? There is such a good thing?" the woman in the brothel said in detail.

After a while, the smart brothel woman had already gone to Yang Ming with her own homework.

"Brother, how much is your magic medicine?"

"If you really buy your magic medicine, will you give me a poem?" Yang Mingyuan only heard a numbing voice beside him.

The woman in front of her was wearing a gold carpet skirt with a chrome red chrome-dyed needle-dyed knitted pattern shawl, and silky Dongling stone earrings on her ears.

The chic hairs are even more decorated with white hands as white as green.

With such a peerless face, I believe that no matter who sees it, you will be moved.

"Yes...yes." Yang Mingyuan was also stuttering at this moment.

"How much gold can you buy this magical medicine?"

"Back to the girl, this magical medicine costs 100 gold. If you can't buy this 100 gold, you will suffer losses and be deceived. This magical medicine can keep your face from getting old."

"100 gold is a bit too expensive. Is this a fairy pill?" the beautiful woman said hesitantly.

"Well! No matter whether you are a elixir or a magic medicine, just prepare the poem."

Everyone saw the result of Li Xiaoniang, and now they no longer care about the efficacy of this "magic medicine"! They completely focused on Yang Mingyuan's poems.

"Well, as long as you can make money," Yang Mingyuan was secretly happy.

The opportunity to activate the system is close to making money every day.

Then the brothel woman covered her hair and saw a golden earring entering Yang Mingyuan's eyes.

The brothel woman slowly took down the gold earrings hanging on her ears.

"Is this enough?" the brothel woman said reluctantly.

"Enough, enough."

Seeing these golden earrings, Yang Mingyuan couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Then Yang Mingyuan took out his magic medicine and handed it over to the brothel woman for how to use it.

Then I heard only: "The lotus comes out of clear water, and the carvings are naturally removed, and the delicate steps are made, which is unparalleled in the world."

"Good poems and good poems!" Everyone quickly applauded and praised.

The woman in front of her was even more fascinated because she didn't expect that she could be so beautiful.

"I want it too? I want it too."

The other women who were watching upstairs just now came downstairs to buy magic medicines, and some even took out all their wealth.

It is just to bet that Yang Mingyuan's poems have raised his appearance to a higher level.

Then I heard only the street: "Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color."

"Pretty like peaches in three springs, and pure like chrysanthemums in nine autumns."

...

After a moment, more and more people came here. These people came for Yang Mingyuan's poems and did not care about the mask.

If you could hear Yang Mingyuan's poems in your lifetime, it would be like you would never have lived a waste of your life in this life.?

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, everyone has a share." At this time, Yang Mingyuan was surrounded by brothel women wearing heavy makeup.

Each of them hopes to get the poems written specifically by Yang Mingyuan for himself.

At this time, a man squeezed through the crowd and walked towards Yang Mingyuan. "Please get me a magical medicine."

Only a strong voice was heard, and a tall and scarred man appeared in front of Yang Mingyuan.

He couldn't help but show a domineering attitude in his speech.

This prime time was the famous general of the dynasty, Su Dingfang.

Yang Mingyuan was shocked and said in surprise: "A big man still needs a facial mask?"

"Of course!" Then Su Dingfang took out a hundred gold and slapped it on the table.?

Seeing that this hero was so generous, Yang Mingyuan naturally did not dare to neglect his actions.

Then he took out a magical medicine and handed it to Su Dingfang. "Write a poem for me to praise the border warriors!"

At this moment, Su Dingfang's tone was a little low, and he spoke a little melancholy.

"Brother, let me think about it." Yang Mingyuan said unexpectedly.

This is really a big problem. I just wrote poems for these women in the world.

Unexpectedly, this suddenly caused such a problem to him.

Yang Mingyuan thought for a moment: "I arrived at the frontier and wanted to ask about the border. The country passed by Juyan. The camp went out of the Han border, and the return geese entered Hutian."

"Good poems, good poems," Su Dingfang quickly clapped his hands. Then Li Xiaoniang from the upstairs ran downstairs.

With graceful dancing posture and slender body, a red cloth hanging on Li Xiaoniang's face at this time, it has revealed the charm of women without reservation.

Li Xiaoniang danced aside, she gently waved her arms to both sides, and several light ribbons were released from her sleeves.

She flew gently around her body, and her body seemed to be rolled up by the breeze.

Without any movement of pursuing the ground, she had already floated up. Her hands were as if she was holding a petal and trembling softly forward.

Countless softly spiral pink ribbons, the petals of flowers and flowers floated like colorful butterflies, and she floated in the air, her gauze skirt danced brightly, her snow-white and round arms, and her fingers spread out in turn, like the fairy in the sky showing her beauty in this world for the first time.

Beautiful to others.

It's a scene of singing and dancing.

"The bicycle wanted to ask the border, and the country passed by Juyan. The vanguard went out of the Han border, and the return geese entered Hutian."

The brothel woman's singing was melodious throughout the East City, attracting a group of people.

At this moment, Su Dingfang also waved a silver moon scimitar.

The moves reveal the true nature of a man, and the moves reveal the strong man's blood and energy.

The scene in Dongshi is extremely pleasant at this moment.

Yang Mingxuan has just opened, and just after a while, it is already crowded.

It really makes the nearby vendors particularly jealous! But what's the use of jealousy?

It’s just that I blame myself for not having the same talent as Yang Mingyuan.

A woman sat in a high-end room against the window in the interior accord.

She had a white and rosy face, with beautiful watery eyes under her eyebrows, and long braids like dark clouds. When she looked closely, she was a childish-toothed mother.

"Cousin! Do you want that mask?"

A young man wearing noble clothes said slowly. The man's surname is Changsun?

His aunt is the most favored Empress Changsun, the emperor today. Her father is the prime minister of the dynasty and can be said to be a bureaucratic family, so he is usually arrogant and domineering and oppressing the people.

"I think. Oh, I'd rather not." The woman said reluctantly.

It can be seen that she doesn't like her cousin very much.

But that cousin finally seized the opportunity to perform well in front of her cousin, how could he let it go?
To be continued...