Conferred God: I, Who Just Wanted To Run Away, Was Overheard By The Emperor

It's like I can't remember what happened last night after I was drunk, I'm too lazy to find Yin Ze who is unhappy for myself, and I don't even think about why Wang Xiaoyi hates him.

This is Baixiang Pavilion. Is it because the girl is not beautiful, or the song is not good?

Although Xiqicheng couldn't keep up with Chaoge's wealth, Yin Ze also didn't like Jichang, the king of Wen who had 100 sons.

But should it be said or not, the development of Xiqi's entertainment industry is ten times better than that of Chaoge.

This is also impossible. After the summer, more than half of the 600-year-old soup was in war.

To open up new territories today, to suppress rebel princes tomorrow, how can there be a run-up land where the entertainment industry is soaring in such a chaotic situation.

But Xiqi is different. In the past 600 years, there have been few wars. When people live in peace, it is inevitable that they will start to pursue spiritual enjoyment.

Especially in Xiqi City, even if the war was raging some time ago, it did not stop the happiness in the entertainment industry.

Outside, there are hungry and dead everywhere, and corpses are everywhere, but inside is still smiling.

This is not good, but Yin Ze thinks Xiqi is very good, at least he can listen to the music.

If the girl who sings songs can be as eye-catching as this Xianghuang Hua Kui on stage, he will like Xiqi even more.

Of course, what's even better is that Xiqi City is not Chaoge, and the people here don't know who Prince Yin Ze is.

Playing in the folk, if you still wear the halo of a prince, then you will play six.

"Okay, the singing is good, watch it!"

After the oiran Xianghuang sang the song, Yin Ze, who was sitting in the audience, immediately shouted.

Although he could not understand even half of the Xiqi slang sung by Xianghuang, the rhythm of this era was too primitive and lacked artistic conception.

But the girl is beautiful, and her small waist is twisted. If it is put on the short video platform of later generations, it will properly increase her followers by 100,000 overnight.

"Young master has a good eye, I don't know how many red lines your son intends to reward Miss Xianglu?" Hearing Yin Ze's shout, the servant of Baixiang Pavilion immediately approached with a smirk and stretched out a pallet with both hands.

On the pallet, there are 100 red ropes.

What are the rules for rewarding the red line? Yin Ze has already inquired about it.

The red line of the Passion Pavilion is a big shell one by one.

Converted to the purchasing power of funerals, one big shell is almost equal to one hundred soft Little Sisters.

After learning about the rules of Baixiang Pavilion before, Yin Ze was directly happy.

Daobei gives a red line as a reward, isn't this just like brushing the plane in the live broadcast room?

Being the number one Dage or something, Yin Ze didn't even dare to think about it in his previous life. Being poor, he felt that watching the live broadcast and buying gifts was a fool.

But now, after getting rich, I finally understand that people are not stupid, Realm is too bad, and people rewarded, that is happiness.

[Hey, watch the live broadcast, admire the girls, and become a Dage on the list. This special meow day matches my character design of Yin Dawanqin. 】

pat!

With a flick of a finger, a pearl the size of a finger fell onto the board in the boy's hand.

Yin Ze waved his hand, "You can see how much this bead is worth, I will reward you all!"

"Okay, dare to ask the young master your surname?"

"Ze."

"Young Master Ze, wait a moment."

The little servant was almost not scared to death by the pearls one by one, but his good professionalism made him grit his teeth and took out a soft wire from his arms to estimate the size of the pearls, and then he cheered.

"Xianghuang girl listens to the reward~"

"Young Master Yazuo Ze will reward one deep sea pearl, one hundred large shells, and one hundred red threads!"

Whoa!

With a chorus of congratulations, the audience was shocked. These days, the atmosphere of rewarding is far less intense than that of later generations.

There are three or five red lines on the field, and more than ten red lines are not uncommon, but a red line reward of 100 big shells has not appeared for many years.

All eyes in the Baixiang Pavilion fell on Yin Ze, looking at the handsome young man with different expressions.

Hua Kui Xiang Huan is charming, her charming little face is full of charming gratitude, and she can squeeze out the water softly with a big thank you, son.

The eyes of the guests were mostly surprised, accompanied by either admiration or jealousy. This is a pearl worth 100 big shells. You can enjoy it when you listen to the first song?

One hundred big shells is enough to sleep ten girls who are not courtesans in the Baixiang Pavilion.

Good guy, the gap between people is really bigger than dogs.

Feeling this highly anticipated feeling, Yin Zezhi was stunned, and a refreshing air rushed from the soles of his feet to the tips of his hair. Is this the feeling of brushing a hundred big planes in the live broadcast room?

The spectators were jealous, envious, and covetous.

What about you, daddy is cool anyway.

Being a dummy, it is still so much fun.

Yin Ze was happy, but in the private room on the second floor, a few buddies from Xiqi City were not happy.

Yin Ze, this is breaking their rules!

A few years ago, when their parents visited the "tea house", they rewarded the oiran with a scroll.

In order to sleep until the delicious Qing court oiran, you reward ten red lines, and I will press you to reward you with fifteen.

You have 20, I will only have 30. Although Yin Ze's case of a hundred is not many, there are always a few times a month.

At that time, the ability of the girls in Baixiangge to attract money was much better than it is now.

But that era was already desolate. When their parents couldn't play anymore and their younger generation became the main force of the "tea house", a few smart sons waved their arms and set the rules.

We can't go on like this anymore.

Rewarding is not a fight, it is a worldly way.

In the past, our fathers fought so fiercely that they wanted to sleep with a courtier oiran. Without seven or eight hundred red lines, they would never be able to win.

We must resist this kind of rolling behavior, we can’t roll it, we must lower the price of the Xiqi City Seafood Market, and each reward must not exceed 30 red lines, and if we strive for 200 red lines, one oiran can sleep!

As a result, the reward circle that had been seriously inwardly rolled up suddenly stopped rolling.

Everyone is very restrained, and you can't give more than 30 rewards at a time?

Bah, we'll hang you with our two-pronged reward!

"Where did this kid come from, I really don't know what to do, you guys, why don't you go and teach him what the rules are!" The elder brother, who was a little picky at the corner of his eyes, was angry and stared at Yin Ze downstairs angrily.

We finally stopped rolling, everyone was saving money and playing comfortably. You actually want to do a backstab, and it is unreasonable not to kill you.

A few slaves who were big and three were rough, rolled up their sleeves and were about to go down to beat the dog, but at this moment, a few soldiers in the armor of a large merchant, surrounded by a burly middle-aged man, walked into the Celestial Immortals Pavilion. .

The middle-aged man glanced around, his eyes lit up when he saw Yin Ze, he hurriedly ran over and bowed to say hello.

The son-in-law stopped the house slave in a hurry, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with lingering fears.

In Xiqi City, the surname is no longer Ji, and now Dashang has the largest soldier!

The son and brother sat down embarrassedly, his little face twisted like he was constipated, this entangled dog could actually make the soldier of the big businessman nod and bow, so who would dare not let him roll up?