Bodhisattva, please help me in my spiritual practice!

Spring Breeze Pavilion is exceptionally lively tonight.

Despite the chaotic times, the allure of the Rainbow Feather Dance spread throughout the streets and alleys of Tianjin thanks to Ao Peng's efforts.

This antique-style pavilion has an octagonal layout, with guests seated all around, and a stage in the center.

On the stage, drums of different sizes were arranged, some as large as millstones and others no smaller than washbasins.

The last emperor of the Qing Dynasty, dressed in makeup and protected by a group of guards, sat down in a private room on the second floor. As soon as he sat down, the dance began silently.

The surrounding lights dimmed, and then twenty-four pipa players embraced the moon and played, their strings producing a sound like jade beads cascading down.

The last emperor of the Qing Dynasty sighed softly, "This person came from the palace."

The court musicians' pipa playing in this round was already extremely beautiful, arousing everyone's interest.

However, when that beautiful courtesan with bright white teeth floated out on two shimmering brocades, it truly resembled a goddess riding on clouds.

She merely raised her eyes, and the overwhelming sound of the pipa instantly fell silent. With a stomp of her foot on the drumhead, the powerful drumbeats, unlike the gentle sounds of ordinary dancers, instead resembled the galloping of a general, creating a contrast between strength and gentleness with the previous pipa music.

As she spun around, the shimmering silver and gold brocade around her arms transformed into a dragon and then scattered into flowing clouds, carrying her figure like a startled swan across different drum surfaces, sometimes soaring, sometimes pausing.

Sometimes, she would flick her two water sleeves and strike the surrounding drum surface with force, creating different rhythmic beats.

Even more mysteriously, as she performed her breathtaking dance, the surrounding light and sound quickly dimmed, leaving only her standing out brightly, as if all the light and sound had been drawn to her.

As the music reached its climax, the surrounding lights and sounds suddenly went completely dark, the curtain fell, and it left behind endless imagination.

When Chunfeng Tower relit the gas lamps, illuminating the entire hall, the goddess-like dancers on the stage had vanished without a trace, leaving only a magnificent dance lingering in the hearts of the spectators.

Even the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty, upon witnessing this breathtaking dance, held his breath in astonishment for a minute or two before sincerely exclaiming, "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! Graceful as a startled swan, elegant as a swimming dragon! I didn't understand what Cao Zhi's poem described back then, but today I finally see it for myself!"

Then they heard the commotion from the crowd of onlookers downstairs. Some were praising her, some were giving her tips, and most were urging the courtesan to come out and dance again.

The last emperor of the Qing Dynasty frowned inwardly. These people were so unruly and lacked any sense of refinement. Such dance moves were captivating enough to hold one's attention for three days after just one performance; they required careful contemplation.

Suddenly he heard someone shout from next door, "Master Ao of Tianjin is offering 1 silver dollars to invite Miss Yinyin for a visit!"

A single donation of 10,000 yuan is just as shocking to the audience as the Rainbow Feather Dance. No matter how well the dance is performed, it can't put food on the table.

The last emperor of the Qing dynasty frowned slightly and looked at the head eunuch beside him. The head eunuch immediately understood and said, "My young master has bestowed 2 silver dollars to invite Miss Yinyin for a while!"

Sitting next to the late Qing emperor, Ao Peng smiled to himself, thinking, "These rich guys who participate in online rankings need someone to coax them and provide them with emotional value; otherwise, how can they swindle anything worthwhile?"

He glanced at Chen Xiaodao, who immediately understood, "Master Ao's reward: 3 silver dollars!"

This is no small sum; many truly wealthy businessmen might not even be able to come up with that much cash at once.

Ao Peng controls the vast majority of gangs in Tianjin, and he is one of the wealthiest people in the city.

The last emperor of the Qing dynasty glanced at the chief eunuch beside him. The chief eunuch looked troubled. They had fled the Forbidden City in a hurry, and although they had taken gold and silver valuables, they were all small, valuable items, and they didn't have much cash.

But seeing the last emperor of the Qing dynasty, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and take out all the cash, saying, "My young master is rewarding me with 36,000 silver dollars!"

Ao Peng chuckled, his voice booming, "These tips come in whole and small amounts. If you don't have money, don't come to see the show; you'll make a fool of yourself. I'll give you 5 silver dollars!"

Ao Peng's voice pierced through the wooden pavilion and clearly reached the ears of the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty, causing him to grip the jade pendant at his waist tightly. How could he bear such an insult!

So he said to Fu Chang'an, "Go and call the person in charge here."

The tipping on the second floor fell silent for a moment. Just when everyone thought that Master Ao had won the contest outside the stage again, the manager of Chunfeng Tower went up onto the stage, excitedly holding up the object in his hand, "A gift from a young master from the capital, a top-grade Shoushan Tianhuang stone, weighing eight taels!"

Everyone looked at the treasure in the steward's hand. Although the treasure was small and shaped like a seal, its warm luster, illuminated by the gas lamp, immediately impressed people and made them know that it was a good thing.

A Shoushan Tianhuang stone weighing eight taels is already worthy of being called a priceless treasure.

As soon as the Shoushan Tianhuang stone appeared, the late Qing emperor heard the sounds of people smashing things in a fit of rage coming from the nearby pavilion, followed by shouts from inside: "Just you wait, we're leaving!"

He couldn't help but smile smugly, and in an instant, much of the gloom he had felt over the past ten days dissipated.

Spending money brings pleasure, and it was the same for emperors!

On the other side, everyone saw Ao Peng storming downstairs. But after turning the corner and getting into the carriage, when the manager of Chunfeng Tower handed him the Shoushan Tianhuang stone, Ao Peng smiled with satisfaction the moment he took it.

【Mysterious Earth Spirit】(Superior Mysterious Grade)

This item is formed from the primordial essence of the earth, which condenses upon encountering a dragon vein. It takes ten thousand years to produce even one or two pieces of this rare treasure. This particular primordial essence of the earth has been nourished by imperial fortune for a long time, making it even more precious. Wearing it for an extended period can bring good fortune and ward off evil, and has the effect of prolonging life.

This was the second time he had seen a high-grade Xuan-level material; the first time was when he exchanged Five-Colored Soil from the Bureau of Investigation.

As expected, when this rich guy is ranking, he needs someone to put in the effort to give him the best emotional value. This way, he gets emotional value and I get practical benefits, which is called a win-win situation!

After Ao Peng left, Yin Yin was soon led by a wet nurse to the pavilion of the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

The moment the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty saw Yin Yin, his heart skipped a beat.

Although the emperor should theoretically have seen all the most beautiful women in the world, in order to protect the purity of the bloodline, the concubines in the Qing court were all ugly and unattractive. Yin Yin only had to raise her eyes to look at the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty. Her clear, childlike eyes, as bright as the stars, were intoxicating. At this moment, she was curiously looking at the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty, and she would lick her lips from time to time, as if she had seen something delicious.

Having just paid a heavy price to defeat Ao Peng, and with his desire for conquest at its peak, the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty had only one thought in his mind.

Has this courtesan fallen for me?

The eunuch Fu Chang'an didn't think much of it and said coldly, "Now that they're here, they can go back with our master."

He spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world, but the madam who was with Yin Yin immediately stopped Fu Chang'an, "This distinguished guest is unaware of the fact that although my Miss Yin Yin is a courtesan, she is of extremely high status."