Now that it is late autumn, the prelude to winter has been played between heaven and earth, everything is clothed in gold, and the air is full of depression.
However, the deserted autumn did not affect the nature of the people in Shangjing to watch the lively. The wide road has been cleared, and officers and soldiers with weapons are guarding on both sides, blocking those people who are eager to see the face of the young man.
When the auspicious time arrived, more than a hundred carriages hung with red silk slowly drove from various places to the Royal Garden, and pedestrians on both sides craned their necks.
"Hey, that Lang Jun was born so beautiful, like a fairy, I don't know which one belonged to..."
"It doesn't matter which family he belongs to, we ordinary people can only take a look at this moment..."
More than 100 red silk carriages set off from auspicious times and walked around the main street of Shangjing.
The curtain of the car was lifted, revealing all the gentlemen who were sitting at risk. All of them had red lips and white teeth, fresh and beautiful clothes, and good looks. Occasionally, their eyes wandered, and they fell on unmarried women. , Many women who have not been out of the cabinet will also dress up beautifully today, and they will be ashamed to send a message to the young man in the carriage, in order to form a good relationship.
Jiang Pengji sat in a tea shop, leaning against the window in the elegant room, turning her head a little, she could see the lively scene down the street.
"Like an oiran parading the streets... Spicy eyes."
She took a sip of tea, glanced at the red silk carriage or two that happened to pass below, and silently looked away.
Those who have the same idea as her are naturally the viewers in the live broadcast room. As soon as they heard about the street parade before the evaluation, they could see many high-quality fresh meats participating in the evaluation, and they moved to the bench and stretched out. The neck waits for the parade to begin.
However, when the first carriage passed by, they covered their eyes and mourned that they were going blind.
[Your wife and your son, I raise them]: I came to see the beautiful man, not to have eye removal surgery. You are too unkind, the anchor.
[Old Driver Lianmeng]: If the anchor said that this was a very serious event, I would have thought that what building was holding the oiran parade...
[Boss Cao loves your wife]: No, upstairs, which oiran is so handsome, isn't it afraid of going bankrupt
[Pulse Pulse Zhao Zilong]: #黃笑, Boss Cao, who has a strong taste, can't eat this Amway, and it is certain that it will go bankrupt.
Jiang Pengji originally wanted to complain, but when she saw the complaints in the live broadcast room, the tea she ate almost choked in her throat.
Although it was a little rude, it didn't make it too ugly. Feng Jin, who was sitting opposite her, was more sad, and almost spilled the tea on the brand-new clothes. "Lanting, you are really..."
"I'm telling the truth, they are more flamboyant than the Hua Kui parade." Jiang Pengji said with a smile, her eyes like a pair of crescent moons, flashing a smile, "I was a little pity, you missed this assessment because of a hand injury. However, When I think of you sitting in a red silk carriage like them, dressed in fancy dress, your clothes are pink and red, and colorful, you can't bear to look directly."
The weather has cooled down completely, but this festival can't stop these people's enthusiasm for dressing up.
Most of the clothes are lotus root starch, water green, lake green, turquoise blue, scallion green, willow yellow, and red red. Meizhi's face was smeared with thick snow-white powder, as white as a lime wall, and most of his lips were smeared with red lip gloss, which made goose bumps appear all over his body.
She has never been able to understand the aesthetics of the people in ancient times.
In her opinion, someone who was ugly in a different way, fell into the eyes of the people downstairs, and turned out to be as beautiful as a fairy.
Jiang Pengji took a deep breath. She had to admit that the facial features of those gentlemen were indeed very beautiful, and their appearance should not be low, but their makeup skills were too degrading, which made Jiang Pengji have to wonder if these poor babies were offended by the style. teacher...
Bah, where did the stylist come from in this era!
Feng Jin looked at Jiang Pengji helplessly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "This is the fashion of Shangjing, sought after by noble sons of nobles."
"Whether it's sought after by a hundred people or a million, ugliness is ugliness. The so-called beauty doesn't mean putting all good things in your head. If that's the case, it's better to look at the vase." Jiang Pengji pouted, saying Feng Jin was speechless.
Feng Jin coughed and said, "Lanting is still young, and when you grow up a few years later, you will naturally understand."
Jiang Pengji glanced at Feng Jin, and looked at the other party with an uncomfortable feeling.
"If Huaiyu thinks that is beautiful, why have I never seen you apply fat and powder?" Jiang Pengji looked him up and down. The sapphire Confucian shirt, the layers of clothes, the wide-sleeved cannon, the neatly tied black hair, the simple and natural hair crown , looks pretty cool.
Feng Jin paused with his fingers, shook his head, and said suddenly, "She's naturally beautiful, Jin doesn't need any external decoration."
Jiang Pengji: "..."
Young Feng Jin, even if you are narcissistic, you are so beautiful and refined.
Jiang Pengji leaned on the window with one hand in a bored manner, and red silk carriages drove past the tea shop one after another. The common people seemed to be incarnated as star chasers, looking straight at those gentlemen, many girls saw their favorite people, and even He took off the sachet from his waist and threw it at the carriage.
I don't know if I'm used to watching it, but many viewers in the live broadcast room said that this style of painting seems to be acceptable.
Jiang Pengji: "..."
Suddenly, there is a Mimi who is distressed by the audience's aesthetics. Is this destroyed
Just as she looked drowsy, the barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly burst out like an explosive blowout, covering almost every inch of the virtual screen. Jiang Pengji frowned, not understanding that these face controls were wrong. what medicine.
[Little Boxing Hammer You]: Alas — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — my baby ’s husband’ s husband is so handsome! ! ! !
[Slept over the Three Kingdoms male god]: I feel that my eyes have been healed, so good o(≧v≦)o~~
[Old Driver Lianmeng]: I heard the sound of flowers blooming.
[Orange-flavored chicken drumsticks]: Mama asked me why the screen of my phone is wet and I can't lick it enough—
[Three Squirrels Snacks]: It was blasted out, and he is a male god of abstinence.
She turned her head to look downstairs, and heard Feng Jin's smiling voice beside her ears.
"This gentleman has very good eyes, I don't know which family he belongs to?"
The man was wearing a dark blue wide-sleeved robe. The slightly dark color did not make him old-fashioned. Instead, it made his snow-white skin dripping to the extreme. Painted and green, he is different from others looking at the common people with a smile on his face, and he is proud of the spring breeze. He always sits upright, with his eyes closed, as if he is thinking deeply.
With her excellent eyesight, Jiang Pengji could even see the other party's slender eyelashes like small fans.
"He-"