Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Chapter 101 The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (8)

As he spoke, his eyes met a pair of deep black eyes.

Tang Cuo swallowed unconsciously and then looked at the man.

"Is it Prince Rong'an? He is looking at me. Why?"

Tangcuo's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect the legendary King Rong'an to stare at him so directly. He tried to hide his nervousness, but the sharpness and depth in his black eyes made him unable to ignore it.

"Xiao Ye, logically speaking, he and I haven't met yet? What's going on?"

[Host, although you haven't met him in person, the attacker has actually sent someone to check on you.]

"You checked me! Why?" Tangcuo's eyes narrowed slightly.

[Rong'an Prince Mu Hanqing has absolute power in the capital, so his spies are all over the streets and alleys. From the moment Prince Jing saw you, you have been targeted by him.]

"Could it be that they have a grudge against each other?" Tang Cuo swallowed.

[It is a taboo in the court for the regent to hold military power. Although no one says it explicitly, there are always people who are dissatisfied, including the Prince of Jing, and his father was conscripted to the frontier.

This is more or less due to the manipulation of Prince Rong An, so the two of them naturally don’t get along, but they just can’t openly separate. ]

"So that's how it is." After listening to Ono's explanation, Tangcuo shifted his gaze to the side and didn't look at him again.

"Gentlemen, let us invite our Miss Lanlu to play a song for us." As he spoke, Hongtao pulled open the curtain on one side.

A few footsteps were heard, and Lan Lu walked out slowly. Then she sat upright on the rattan chair in front of the stage. She held the pipa in her arms and then gently plucked it to make a sound.

The sound of the strings collided, sometimes as turbulent as the waves, sometimes as delicate and soft as the river water, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low and hoarse, causing the people in the audience to indulge in it.

After the song ended, Lan Lu raised her eyes and glanced at the people below the stage. Then she stood up, bowed slightly, and walked to the side.

"As expected of a talented lady, this song touched my heart directly. I vote for Miss Lan Lu."

"Yes, and not only that, I just stole a peek at His Royal Highness Prince Rong'an's expression, and it seemed that he was also in a good mood. It seemed that he was very satisfied with Miss Lan Lu."

"Next, please invite our Miss Chaoxiu to continue playing for everyone."

The woman was wearing a pink silk dress, with a slender waist and a slender figure. She walked forward with a graceful step, then she held the pipa in front of her horizontally on her legs and said, "My fellow lords, my zither skills are naturally not as good as Sister Lanlu's. If there are any shortcomings, please bear with me."

As soon as the words fell, someone in the audience immediately echoed, "Don't worry, Miss Chao Xiu, you must be the best."

"Yes, Miss Chaoxiu."

Tang Cuo looked at the crazy fans in the audience and sighed helplessly, "Sure enough, no matter what era, fans are always equally strong."

Time passed little by little, and the three people in front of him finished their performances one after another. Finally, it was his turn. Tang Cuo took a deep breath and silently encouraged himself.

"The last one is Tang Cuo, a courtesan from Yanyu Pavilion. Please invite him to perform a song for everyone." As soon as Hong Tao finished speaking, everyone leaned out to see who this Tang Cuo was.

Tangcuo's steps were a bit clumsy compared to the previous girl, which made many people feel dissatisfied.

"What? The walking posture is not right. It's obvious that he hasn't been properly trained."

The walking posture is...wrong?

Why don't you walk with your feet on the ground? You walk by jumping, right? You have a posture when you walk, so I'm giving you face by not standing upside down, okay?

Tang Cuo looked angry, and casually sat back on the chair behind him. Looking at the expectant expression on the face of Prince Jing below the stage, he put the pipa in his arms on the ground and said, "Sorry, I don't understand music."

"What? Is he here to play a trick on us? He can participate in the oiran election without knowing any music. Is there no one left in Yanyu Pavilion?" A wave of bad voices immediately arose from the audience.

"What? I can't participate in the election because I don't understand music? Why do you care so much? Don't you know that everyone has their own preferences? You have to make comments, what do you think you are doing?" Tang Cuo started to talk nonsense.

"You... I'm a talented person in the entire capital city, how dare you say that to me?" The man was so angry that he couldn't continue the conversation.

"A person like you can be considered a talented scholar. Is there no one else like you in the capital?" Tang Cuo directly returned this sentence to him.

"Okay, Tangcuo." Hongtao hurried down the stairs and stood beside Tangcuo. "I'm sorry, Mr. Liu. It's all my fault for not disciplining you properly. Please calm down."

After that, she turned her head and looked at Tang Cuo, "Why don't you apologize to Master Liu? Didn't I tell you? Be careful with your words."

"Miss Hongtao, even if he apologizes to me, I will not forgive him easily."

"You heard it, Sister Hongtao, he said he doesn't forgive me, so I won't apologize." Tang Cuo looked at her innocently.

"You...I...I will write a book when I get back to criticize you, a rebellious person who doesn't know the rules."

"Heh." A sneer was heard, and Tang Cuo unconsciously turned his gaze to the man sitting next to him.

Hearing his laughter, the man swallowed and said, "Rong... His Royal Highness Prince Rong'an..."

"Your Highness Prince Rong'an, I'm sorry to disturb your and His Highness the Crown Prince's enjoyment." Hong Tao's chest heaved and his face trembled slightly.

"I don't know when such a sharp-tongued courtier appeared in the Misty Rain Pavilion." He raised his hand and said, "Come here, Master Liu is a little tired, send him out of the city to rest."

Several guards behind him stepped forward and held up his arms.

"Out...out of the city?" Liu Qiye looked at him in disbelief.

"I vaguely remember that Mr. Liu's hometown seems to be in Tanzhou. The journey is long, so please be careful on the road." As soon as he finished speaking, the few people did not give him a chance to talk to him.

He was knocked unconscious and dragged out.

Tang Cuo looked at his style of doing things and his eyes twitched unconsciously.

Everyone was frightened into silence by the way he handled the situation.

"Now that things have calmed down, let's not disturb your fun. Let's continue." Mu Hanqing raised his hand and signaled Hong Tao.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Mu Hanqing leaned back in the chair behind him and spoke quietly to Mu Nian'an beside him, "He should be the one with the peerless beauty you mentioned."

"Yes, I didn't expect Uncle Wang to help."

"Huh? No way, I just don't want others to disturb my fun. As for the rest, I can only kill people, not help others. Hahaha." His voice was gentle, but it always sounded oppressive.