My host is the thief six

Chapter 692 Counting your fingers, Your Majesty is missing me (26)

In the magnificent main hall, there were many people sitting on both sides of the palace, and the expressions on their faces all implied a look of expectation.

And in the center of the main hall, there stood 81 fat and thin women, each of whom dressed themselves up very nicely.

These were all selected through layers of selection, and there were prostitutes and prostitutes from various courtiers' families.

Anyway, as long as they are good-looking and have reached the marriageable age, almost all of them have been brought to this place.

Yu Sheng sat on the dragon chair, boredly looking at the group of women below.

It's impossible for the original owner not to have experienced the draft, but...how could the original owner never get tired of watching it?
It’s okay to say that there are more than a dozen people. These 80 people are already tired of aesthetics as soon as they come out. What kind of show should they choose? Can they really be selected?

Yu Sheng sat on it and wandered into space, thinking about when the little boy would be sent here for nothing, but here he was still perfunctorily facing the expectant eyes of the courtiers below.

The so-called talent show is nothing more than a group of girls going up to show their talents in front of the emperor, hoping that the emperor sitting on it will favor him and do his best.

Yu Sheng watched them perform hard in the center of the stage, and he could already guess the general idea.

All the girls learn nothing more than piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. If you watch the same kind too much, you will get tired of it.

But the surrounding group of courtiers seemed to have no such intentions at all.

Perhaps it was because the original owner had always been a wise monarch, and sometimes she would not stop some courtiers from being a little presumptuous in front of her.

Therefore, whenever a woman appeared in the center of the stage, a courtier would stand up and cup his fists at Yu Sheng, then raised his head proudly, "Your Majesty, this is little girl XXX."

Yu Sheng: "..."

After waiting here for a long time, Yu Sheng waited until Su Yanyang was sent over from the palace.

After quietly yawning, she sat up straight.

On the side, Qi Yumo, who was standing next to Yu Sheng in the appearance of a guard, saw Su Yanyang who was being carried over from the entrance of the main hall, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

His eyes subconsciously looked at Yu Sheng who was sitting on the dragon chair, seeing the half-smile expression on her face, his complexion became even more ugly.

Qi Yumo wanted to speak out, but because of his current status, he couldn't speak out.

The people in the audience were still singing and dancing, and seemed to have completely ignored the person who was carried over not far from the entrance of the main hall.

When Su Yanyang arrived at the palace here, the woman on the stage had already finished performing her talent.

Covered with a veil, the woman blessed Yu Sheng slightly, and then walked slowly down with her guqin in her arms.

Just as the next woman was about to come up, she saw Yu Sheng make a gesture.

"It's too slow to come one by one, how about the rest of you come together, some people play music, some people dance?"

The ladies of the courtiers: "..."

For some reason, they always felt that the emperor regarded them as dancers, and the so-called talent show was just to see them perform on stage.

Although they had this kind of thought in their hearts, they did not dare to disobey the emperor's order, so they could only obey obediently.

Soon the sound of the piano sounded in the main hall. Standing outside the main hall, Su Yanyang raised his head in a daze, and looked at the person sitting in the first seat.

(End of this chapter)