Chapter Twenty-Eight: Beauty Verses

With the opening of the gate of Fengqi Tower, the oirans and dignitaries from all sides outside the door came in one after another.

As the number of people increased, the voices were boiling, and the guests sitting in the audience were chatting and laughing while tasting exquisite refreshments, and their eyebrows were also full of satisfaction, they didn't expect the pomp and circumstance of this Oiran Contest to be so huge, I don't know what the real boss is.

Not long after, on the central platform, a middle-aged woman wearing a big red dress walked up, her face was beautiful, her eyes were like paint, her skirt was slightly shaking, she was wearing a golden step on her head, and a string of golden bells in her hand. But with the subtle nobility on her body, it makes people not feel how to be ostentatious, but feels that it should be like this, and the room suddenly quieted down.

This person is the **** of Fengqi Building, Hua Niang.

Hua Niang bowed slightly to everyone who was doing it, and deliberately cleared her throat, "Our Oiran Contest is divided into three games, one calligraphy and poetry. Two singing and dancing, the third piano technique. Our prize, this time is carefully prepared, Yunshang Fang skillfully thirteen women personally woven a piece of clothing, as we all know, skillful hands thirteen women only knit a piece of cloth every year, it can be said that it is hard to find. And our two judges this time are even more promising, respectively served by the prince of the Tianfeng Empire, Baili Wushuang, and Kong Deming, who is known as the first genius of the Tianfeng Empire. ”

"What, there is actually a prince of the Tianfeng Empire as a judge, I heard that the unequaled prince has both talents, and he is a rare young talent."

"What is this! The cultivation talent of the unequaled prince is the best in the empire! ”

"This is too exciting, although this Fengqi Tower is known as the first floor in the world, I heard that it is only the local force of this Nanyang City, how can the imperial prince be the judge?!"

"Stupid! What does this old saying say, the hero is sad about the beauty pass, it is said that since the unequaled prince came to Nanyang City by chance two years ago to see Feng Yunyan, he has been haunted by it, otherwise how could she gradually sit on the name of the first beauty. ”

"But what excites these women more than these should be the brocade woven by the hands of the skillful thirteen women!" The people in the audience who didn't know were in an uproar and began to talk to each other, no wonder there were so many people participating, it turned out that many of them were coming for a hundred miles of unparalleled, wanting to overpower Feng Yunyan to win the favor of the prince in one fell swoop, so that they could fly on the branches and become phoenixes.

Lan Yi looked at the boiling scene in the hall through the window in a room on the second floor, the corners of his mouth raised, it seems that the battle is more intense, this Yun Hexuan is low-key today, sitting in the last row, and he doesn't know what to do, but he will not expose himself, through the contact these days, Lan Yi also realized that what he wants is clearly his own person, since he is so hearted, I will play with you, as for whether Yun Hexuan can achieve his goal, it depends on his ability.

"Now the Oiran contest begins, and now the first calligraphy and poetry will be held, and the table has been prepared here, so please come to the stage in the order of every group of ten, so please ask the top ten first." Hua Niang looked at the beauties in the audience, and her heart was itchy, if these beauties could come to Fengqi Tower, wouldn't it be a big deal.

Wuxin and Lan Yi were in the room on the second floor, in the private room opposite the performance stage, observing the movements of everyone in the hall on the first floor from the window, looking at the peerless appearance of the young lady, there was a gloom in Wuxin's eyes.

"Let's carry out the first item, the title is to take the beauty as the theme, make a poem, and depict the beauties who can impress men in your minds, a cup of tea within a limited time, and those who do not complete or fail to complete will be eliminated directly."

As soon as Hua Niang's voice fell, the scene fell into a tense atmosphere.

At this moment, all the young masters in the audience looked at the women who were about to break their heads with taste, thinking in their hearts what poems these women would make.

"When the time comes, please stop writing." Hua Niang put away the poem and handed it to Baili Wushuang and Kong Deming.

Baili Wushuang's face did not change, and he couldn't see his likes and dislikes, Kong Deming frowned after reading it, these are clearly love letters, what kind of poems are they, there is only one echo title, is it really too difficult to come up with your own title? took a closer look at the signature "Chu Yueling". For a while in my heart, could it be Truman's people? Why don't you come here to join in the fun?

Kong Deming looked at the poem and read it out loud:

Demure like a delicate flower shining on the water, action like a weak willow supporting the wind.

The heart is more than the dry, and the disease is like Xizi winning three points.

Demure is like a flower shining on water, and action is like the wind supporting a willow.

The corners of the eyebrows and eyes are delicate, and the voice and smile are gentle.

When Lan Yi heard this, he was also slightly surprised, when did Fengqilou have such an appeal, he didn't know? This work is no longer allowed to be a great Confucian in the world, and such a woman also comes to participate?

"Good poetry, good poetry! Talented girl! The crowd exclaimed in admiration.

Yun Hexuan, Nalan Cang and the others also nodded again and again, only the two brothers sitting in the corner frowned slightly.

"The description of the woman's softness and delicacy is really a masterpiece." Kong Deming exclaimed.

Baili Wushuang on the side had the scene of seeing Feng Yunyan for the first time in his mind, "It is indeed a good poem." ”

"The first group, Chu Yueling passed" Kong Deming handed over the poem in his hand to Hua Niang.

There was no joy on Chu Yueling's face, but she looked at the corner of the stage, her eyes flashed with a trace of annoyance, and she didn't salute, so she stepped off the stage, she really wanted to be a blockbuster, who would have thought that the time was too tight, and she had to use a poem on the ancient book in the Zongmen Library Pavilion, although outsiders had no way of knowing, but they knew it. His fists were clenched tightly, and his heart was full of unwillingness.

The corners of the eyebrows and eyes of Qionghua and Princess Shuijing in the audience were happy, so proud, they didn't know as if they had won.

There are not a few beauties who participated in the Oiran Contest today, there are as many as 100 people, and after the completion of the first group, eight groups came up one after another, in fact, this rule seems fair, in fact, the later you come to think, the longer you can think, although there is no Xiao Leling's amazement, but the number of people who passed has increased, and a total of 22 people have passed in nine groups.

Lan Yi saw that Chu Xiangyang's fiancée Baili Rong actually participated, and during the action, she revealed her admiration for Baili Wushuang, and kept secretly sending Qiubo.

Lan Yi secretly laughed in his heart, this Chu Xiangyang is really unlucky, he has such a fiancée, he clearly doesn't look at him in his eyes, I heard that he can climb this family business, all because his own brother has a talent for cultivation, he is valued by the sect, he has been cultivating hard, and he doesn't know how talented he is, if he can't win a place in the sect, his precious brother's marriage will be yellow.

(The poems were all made by the ancients...... I am afraid of being photographed to death by readers, this poem was originally to describe Xi Shi Di)