Chen Wanwan's voice was long, causing the birds in the forest in the distance to fall silent.

In the crowd, the scholars came back to their senses, as if they spit out the simple and heartfelt word "good" from the bottom of their hearts, and their eyes were full of admiration, even if they were hostile, they had temporarily lost their position.

Chen Wanwan and other Qinglou women on the stage had colorful ripples in their eyes, some gently biting their lower lipes, and some people clutching handkerchiefs tightly with both hands, as if they were all overwhelmed by the talent of the man in front of them.

Xu Peng exhaled a mouthful of turbidity, poured up the teacup and took a sip, but he couldn't feel any taste. Although he had long heard of Lin Haoran's talent, he never expected that he would be able to bring such a good poem to Yangzhou.

It is different from those wonderful poems, this poem is simply a gold paste on Yangzhou's face. Even if Lin Haoran is defeated today, with this Yangzhou poem, he will win the support of the people of Yangzhou, and will be sung by the people and scholars of Yangzhou City.

The painting boat takes advantage of the smoke of the dawn of spring, and the city is full of silk pipes and elm money.

Thousands of adopted daughters teach music first, and ten miles of planting flowers are considered farming.

The rain is not wet over the Sui embankment, and the wind blows the red sleeves to ascend to the immortal.

The lyricist has been hurt for a long time, and the wine is warm and fragrant.

……

More people are still caught in the artistic conception of this poem, and they can't extricate themselves for a long time, especially the last sentence, which has aroused a resonance in the hearts of many old people.

A ray of sunset spreads on the clear waves of the Slender West Lake, and the bell of Daming Temple comes from the north, making this world full of poetry and picturesqueness, and it is a literati's paradise.

Water Pavilion, on stage.

Lin Haoran put down the brush gently, first glanced at the content on the paper with satisfaction, then turned around, smiled at Yu Ji and asked, "Miss Yu Ji, are you still satisfied with this poem?" ”

Xianglan and the other Qinglou women turned their heads to look at Yu Ji, their eyes were obviously full of envy and jealousy, this Yu Ji girl had already obtained something more valuable than the title of Oiran.

In a few decades, everyone will not remember who this year's Oiran is, but they must remember that there was such a bold Qinglou woman who went off the rails and asked for the bamboo gentleman Lin Haoran to write a stunning Yangzhou poem.

Yu Ji was also caught in poetry, and in the face of Lin Haoran's inquiry, she first took a deep breath, and then said in a formal manner: "Lord Qincha's poetry is unparalleled, and the little woman is fortunate to see her today!" ”

"It's ugly!"

Lin Haoran smiled slightly, turned around and arched his hand to everyone, that is, he wanted to leave from here and return this stage to the twelve Qinglou women.

The surrounding audience saw that this Lord Qincha was so polite, and some people immediately had a strange thought in their hearts. If Lin Haoran does not enter the officialdom, he will definitely be a romantic genius now, and he will definitely be a generation of literary masters in the future.

"Lord Qincha wrote a wonderful poem for Yangzhou, and we can't be stingy and give four hundred golden flowers to Miss Yuji!" It was at this moment that a voice came from the largest painted ship in front of me.

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look over, but most of them were stopped by the ship.

Lin Haoran was about to leave the stage, and when he heard these words, he glanced in that direction. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly, knowing that this woman was about to make a move.

In terms of wealth alone, the United Merchant Group is already above any group.

Although it would take more than a year for the gold mines in the South Seas to be mined, the income from the spice trade, Leizhou cloth, and iron products had allowed the United Merchants to accumulate enough wealth.

Now take out a little silver to spell an oiran, which is really a drop in the bucket.

"Well said! This is the best Yangzhou poem, this poem is worth 10,000 gold, I Cao Meng is willing to give a hundred golden flowers! Cao Meng, the great squire of Yangzhou, immediately echoed loudly.

In the blink of an eye, the two big financiers offered five hundred golden flowers, a full fifty thousand taels of silver, which made the suspense of the oiran confusing again.

This......

Xu Pengju put down the teacup, and a touch of worry flashed on his face. The peerless beauty next to him threw out four hundred golden flowers, and Cao Meng, the most influential squire in Yangzhou, gave another hundred golden flowers, and his heart suddenly felt very bad.

Not good!

Xu Boren saw that the other party was menacing, and he also screamed in his heart.

If the other party simply and rudely throws money, then they still have the strength to fight. It's just that now the other party has added this Yangzhou poem, not to mention whether they can beat each other, this starting point has already fallen inferior.

"I'll give Miss Yuji a golden flower!"

"I'll give two golden flowers to Miss Yuhime!"

"I'll give two golden flowers to Miss Yuhime!"

……

But as soon as the words fell, even a large number of scholars responded.

Scholars are often bloody, not to mention that they originally hated Wei Guogong and the others for throwing money, but now that they have taken the lead, he doesn't mind throwing flowers at Miss Yuji together.

There were not many flowers offered by scholars, but there were many of them. If each person puts in a golden flower, it is also a jaw-dropping amount, not to mention the vigorous investment of Hua Yingrong and Cao Meng.

Weng Zirong and Hu Dayong had already planned to make a move, but seeing the scholar's emotions being mobilized, they couldn't help but look at each other and smile, seeing that this situation no longer required them to make a move.

As all parties came out to support Yu Yuji, a number of clippers shuttled between the flower boats and the water pavilion, and flowers were sent to the stage. Originally, the largest flower cluster was occupied by pandan, but everyone saw that Yuhime was growing at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

With this momentum, I believe that it will not be long before Yuhime's flower cluster will definitely suppress the bouquet of pandan, and it is only a matter of time before the number of pandan flowers exceeds that of pandan.

Xu Pengju's most fearful situation had already appeared, watching the enthusiastic scholars offering flowers one after another, but he couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, and his face looked gloomy and uncertain.

As a shrewd businessman, he is actually the biggest behind-the-scenes owner of Yangzhou Gambling House. Although he spends a lot of money on Oiran every year, through the Jinfeng Building and the gambling house, the essence is not to lose but to earn.

It's just that if he can't help Xianglan win the Oiran today, then he will not only lose his momentum, but also lose a sum of money in the Oiran Tournament, and I am afraid that he will also lose a lot of money in the gambling house.

Cao Tengfei, the governor of Yangzhou Mansion, and Chen Fengming, the general judge of Yangzhou Mansion, looked at the bloody scholars, and quietly exchanged glances, although they were also shocked, but everything seemed to be reasonable.

After all, this poem is so brilliant that it is no wonder that the scholars are so crazy.