Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Chapter 100 The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (7)

"By the way, don't talk too much during the Oiran election. After all... too much talk leads to mistakes. It's good to be more careful." Rangiku raised her hand and patted his shoulder. "Okay, now hold my arm. The time is coming."

"Yeah." Tang Cuo nodded, then put his hand on her arm.

Guests came in one after another outside the door, and the noise seemed to be about to overturn the roof of the entire Yanyu Pavilion.

"Please be quiet for a moment. We have prepared seats for the guests who have arrived. The election of the oiran will begin in half an incense stick of time." Hong Tao's voice came down from the railing on the second floor.

"Who do you think is more likely to win?"

"Needless to say, I will definitely vote for Miss Lanlu. That little song is so heart-wrenching." The man smiled.

"What do you know? Miss Chao Xiu is the best candidate for the oiran, okay?" As he was talking, the man became infatuated with her. "Her slender waist makes her dance so graceful, and every step she takes is like a lotus."

Listening to the incessant arguing below, Tang Cuo couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body.

Before everyone finished speaking, the servant at the door shouted loudly into the attic, "Prince Jing is here!"

"Prince Jing? Didn't they say he never wanted to linger in this place of debauchery? Could the rumors be wrong?"

"Eh? This is why you don't understand. After all, Prince Jing is still young and full of vigor. It's normal for him to want to listen to some songs."

"makes sense."

Tang Cuo listened to the announcement at the door and unconsciously pursed his lips, "No, he really came? I thought he was joking."

Before the whispers of the crowd had died down, the messenger boy called out again, "His Royal Highness Prince Rong'an has arrived."

"Prince Rong'an? Why is His Royal Highness Prince Rong'an here?"

"Why don't we avoid the limelight today?"

"What are you afraid of? Have you violated the law?" His friend beside him nudged him with his arm.

"No, it's just that just hearing this name is enough to scare me."

Everyone stood up and looked at the door. A man in a black and gold robe slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Next to him was a man in elegant green clothes, and the two of them walked in together.

Mu Nian'an nodded slightly and called out respectfully, "Uncle Wang."

"Well, how come Nian'an is also interested in joining the Misty Rain Pavilion in the capital?" Mu Hanqing said in a light tone, seeming to be somewhat pleased.

"Yes, I met a beautiful woman yesterday, and I wanted to see her beauty again. Unexpectedly, I met Uncle Wang again." Mu Nian'an had a smile on his face.

"It's not surprising. I, your uncle, like this kind of place with red lights and willow alleys." Mu Hanqing said with a bit of self-deprecation.

"Uncle Wang, you're joking. Everyone knows that the prosperity of our Rong Dynasty today is inseparable from your contribution." The two men exchanged greetings for a while.

It was more like testing each other than greetings, as their words were full of sarcasm and sparks.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Rong'an, greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Everyone knelt down and saluted.

"Get up, we are here to have fun today, not to discuss business, there is no need to be so restrained." Mu Hanqing raised his hand, and everyone stood up and sat in their seats.

Tang Cuo looked through the red gauze curtain at Mu Hanqing who was sitting in the front row. His stern face was somewhat unruly, and his strong body held his clothes tightly. He was indeed worthy of being the regent of the dynasty.

Faintly feeling a burst of fiery gazes on himself, Mu Hanqing frowned unconsciously, and then quietly disappeared.

"I wonder which girl my nephew has his eyes on?" Mu Hanqing asked casually.

"Uncle Wang, the one my nephew was looking at was not a girl, but a man who was more beautiful than the girl." Mu Nian'an answered truthfully.

"A man who is more beautiful than the girl? Hearing what you said, I really want to meet him. What kind of person can make our Prince Jing give such a high evaluation?" Mu Hanqing looked towards the stands.

After a while, Hong Tao stood at the railing on the second floor again and shouted to the people below, "Everyone, half an incense stick has passed. I declare that the election of the misty rain pavilion's oiran begins now. Now I will introduce the order of participation in the competition."

"The first one is a famous talented lady from our Misty Rain Pavilion. I'm sure you've all heard of her. She's Lan Lu. She's an expert at playing the pipa and strings. Her face is as beautiful as a peach blossom and her figure is as slender as a willow."

Lan Lu, who was mentioned, stood up and bowed slightly to everyone.

"The next one is Chao Xiu from our Yanyu Pavilion. Her voice is as beautiful as a lark, lingering in the air for three days. How many young masters from noble families have spent thousands of gold just to win a smile from a beautiful woman."

"Hongying, the most powerful dancer in Yanyu Pavilion, once moved hundreds of people to tears with a piece of Huangliang, and became famous with just one dance."

Tang Cuo listened to Hong Tao's introduction and his eyes twitched unconsciously: Xiao Ye, to be honest, I may not be able to win... How can I possibly surpass them?

[Well……]

"Is there a talent charm that can be used to instantly activate talent? It's urgent. Waiting online."

[The main system has not yet developed that kind of spell, host, I think your Yangcun has sung it very well, you have to have confidence.]

"I have confidence. The key is that we are not on the same level at all. With my skills, I may not even get first place in the talent class in kindergarten." Tang Cuo sighed.

"The next one is our last participant, Tangcuo, with skin as white as cream, a neck as white as a cicada, teeth as white as gourds, a beautiful forehead and pretty eyebrows. He sang a little song he created, which brings people a pleasant feeling." Hongtao cast his eyes on him.

Meeting her gaze, Tang Cuo raised his hand and waved to the audience.

"Tangcuo? New here? Why haven't I heard of him?"

"I haven't heard of it either. He's the finale, so he shouldn't disappoint."

Everyone was whispering about this name that had never appeared before.

"Please be quiet. The first item of our assessment is the music of Qinse."

As they spoke, several girls holding four pipa slowly walked onto the stage and handed the pipa to the four people.

Tang Cuo took the pipa, and the first thing he did was to reach out and knock on the surface of the pipa. The pipa made a muffled "dong dong dong" sound, which made Tang Cuo couldn't help but smile.

[Host, have you gotten the feel for it yet?] There was a hint of excitement in Ono's voice.

"Xiao Ye, how much do you think the things from this dynasty would sell for if they were brought to the modern era?" Tang Cuo smiled.

[……] I knew it…

[Host, this dynasty was created by the main system. It is not recorded in history, so it may not be sold for much money.]

Hearing his words, Tang Cuo's originally cheerful face immediately fell.

Tang Cuo felt a little uncomfortable as he felt some eyes falling on him from time to time.

"Xiao Ye, I always feel like someone is staring at me." As he spoke, Tang Cuo glanced at the people below the stage.