Mo Siyu answered immediately: "Your beauty deserves more makeup, it's as beautiful as a cloud, and you can eat it."

The woman upstairs glanced at her, and Mo Siyu continued: "The color of a crow is greasy, the light of a bird is cold, and the wind is better than looking at it from the pillow."

Chu Chuyan stared at Mo Siyu and ground his teeth!

Hua Kui paused, looked down at Mo Siyu, and said: "The lotus loses its beauty, and the lotus loses its make-up."

Mo Siyu said almost without thinking: "The two are always comparable, but they are like pink cheeks."

The oiran saw that Mo Siyu was so smooth and relaxed, the arrogance in his tone gradually disappeared, and his voice became a little more tactful and expectant: "Flowers are like Yi, Liu is like Yi. Flowers and willows are parting from young people. I bowed my head and wept .”

Mo Siyu already understood Hua Kui's thoughts at this time: "The Yangtze River is east, and the Yangtze River is west. The mandarin ducks are flying on both sides of the river. When will we meet again?"

"Waves and water dissolve a little clearer, it's very clear to see flowers playing with the moon." Oiran's ethereal voice came faintly.

Mo Siyu put his hand on Chu Chuyan's shoulder and lowered his voice: "Brother Yan, if my guess is right, we will be able to go in and see the beauty's true face soon."

As she said that, she raised her head and raised her voice again: "Yan Ran is a sultry place, dreamy and dreamy after drinking."

After a pause, hearing the applause from the surrounding people, Mo Siyu laughed more and more freely: "The stalks are charming, the corners express love, and there are a few tears of lovesickness."

Seeing more and more people around, the bustard has already started soliciting customers: "Masters, please come inside, our oiran here is proficient in everything, but he never shows up. Today, I will let everyone pay for free." I have listened to so many good lyrics and songs, thanks to this young master."

The bustard is indeed a shrewd businessman.

Although Mo Siyu's current identity is not yet a household name, he has already been recognized by others: "This young master is a little genius doctor who generously donated gold and silver to the city lord for disaster relief."

"Probably all the money has been donated, and there is no money to visit flower houses, so it is difficult to see the oiran."

"I didn't expect that besides his medical skills, Mr. Yu was also well-read in poetry and books, so he can be regarded as a young talent."



After hearing this, the bustard looked Mo Siyu and Chu Chuyan up and down, thinking about the people and things that happened in Tianyue City, and immediately guessed their identities.

The old bustard immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Mo Siyu and Chu Chuyan: "It turns out that these two are Young Master Yu and Young Master Chu, please come in quickly, please come inside.

If you had reported your identities earlier, I wouldn't have neglected the distinguished guests. "

Mo Siyu waved his hand: "Identity belongs to identity, and business belongs to business. You just said that if I can pass the assessment of the oiran in your Qinghuan Building, I don't need a penny, let us in for nothing... ...

Does what you just said count? "

The old bustard choked for a moment, but he didn't expect this person to be noble and rich, but he really planned to come here for free, without spending a penny.

The old bustard had a smirk on his face: "Although that's the case, the two of you should be in the eyes of our oiran, this is our rule here.

Rules cannot be broken, I have no objection here, you two should ask the oiran. "

Mo Siyu really asked Hua Kui: "Dare to ask girl, have we passed the customs?"

Hua Kui chuckled lightly: "You have cleared the level, but the young master beside you didn't speak."

Mo Siyu turned his head and glanced at Chu Chuyan, "Brother Yan, do you want to go up? If you don't want to, I won't go up either."

Chu Chuyan said with a cold face, "It's up to you."