"Masters, tonight in Zuixian Tower we will choose a young master who is destined and has the right to comb the hair of our Fairy Luo Xiu. However, the rules tonight are indeed different from those you have known before."

She paused and thought about it.

Many men in the audience were itching to hear this and wanted to start right away. If a male steward had been dragging them up, they would have started scolding her.

She was just a naughty little maid, and everyone's tolerance increased unconsciously.

On the seat closest to the stage, there was a young man in pink clothes with a thin and pale face, as if he had applied powder, and he suddenly became a little anxious.

He threw the folding fan back, and the mighty guard behind him caught it quickly.

The tone of the noble young master in pink clothes was a little domineering, and every word he spoke was as if he didn't recognize his relatives in Zhao Rong's eyes. He puffed out his chest and said: "Little maid, please tell me quickly."

Everyone also followed suit, "Yes, come on, come on, come on."

Zhao Rong glanced at the anxious young man in pink and raised the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the hall was becoming lively and restless, the pretty maid smiled and said:

"Fairy Luo Xiu is well-behaved and lovely. The landlady of our Zuixian Tower is very loving and loving. She has always raised the fairy as her goddaughter. She has been pure and clean for more than ten years and has not been stained by any dust. Although she is now combed,

It’s not like those tacky brothels, it’s just about flesh and blood business.”

Everyone looked at each other.

The maid continued: "The boss's wife wants the fairy to have a good home, so tonight she is allowed to choose the young man who will comb her hair."

The audience was in an uproar.

"And we fairies like scholars' poems and books, so we set a rule and set a theme. If no one writes a poem, the one who catches the fairy's eyes will be the guests of the night!"

There was a commotion on the field.

The noble man in pink looked a little surprised when he heard this, but immediately smiled proudly and reached out to pick up the fan.

It was obviously well prepared.

In the corner of the hall, Gu Yiwu and other students from the Justice Hall's eyes lit up.

Look at each other and smile.

Gu Yiwu has a well-thought-out approach:

"Tzuyu Ziyu, I didn't expect Fairy Luo Xiu to actually admire our Confucian poetry and books. These women from the ground are indeed elegant and beautiful, and they are very agreeable to my heart."

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded.

Suddenly, he turned his head and glanced at the woman sitting quietly alone on the stage amid the excitement.

The next second, I saw that this fairy who had always been serious about words suddenly raised his head.

Facing countless eager eyes, Luo Xiu smiled brightly.

Just like the bright fireworks blooming in the sky of Xingzi Town at this moment.
Chapter completed!