Mi Yu stood beside Fan Dingbo, and at this moment, he also smiled at Chen Xian and beckoned, signaling him to come over.

Chen Xian arched his hand: "The prefect and the two adults of the school are respectful, and the students are respectful, so why ......" said, he raised his hand and pointed to the two people beside him: "I still have two classmates and best friends, so the students will stay here to accompany them!" ”

When the scholars who couldn't go up to the second floor on the dozens heard him say this, they immediately turned their heads and ears, and the topic was nothing more than sour - this Chen Xingzhi relied on the two words in the past few days, and he was able to go up to the second floor to meet so many dignitaries and dignitaries It was already the ancestral tomb that was smoking, and now he is still proud of his talents?

Gao An laughed and said abruptly: "What's so difficult about this, the three of you will go up with me together!" ”

Qian Jin's eyes widened, he looked at Chen Xian in amazement, his heart was shocked, and he muttered to himself: When did you meet the Kochifu, and it seems that the prefect still attaches great importance to him?

"Thank you, Lord Prefect!" Chen Xian grinned and thanked him.

Wait for the three of them to go up to the second floor with these big people, but find that the scenery is really different, just along the gangway up one floor, they feel that the vision in front of them is broad, a round of pale yellow full moon in the sky hangs high on the west side, many lanterns on the shore have been lit, the path on the shore can be vaguely seen lively, and the large and small painting boats around the "warbler boat" are also brightly lit, and it really dyes the winter water of this pond of West Lake red!

Wang Zhilian has a poem Zeng Yun "want to be poor for thousands of miles and go to the next level", at this time, it is really so.

There were more than 20 people standing scattered on the second floor at this time, except for Jin Wensheng and Song Xi, who were called by Fan Xing, the rest were the gentry in Hangzhou City and some meritorious and famous Jinshi.

After everyone bowed to several parents and officials, Gao An naturally had some words of encouragement, saying that everyone was full of joy and secretly hated to show their talents at this poetry meeting.

After Gao An and the two magistrates and Fuxue were seated, the music in the cabin also sounded slowly, and everyone sat down cross-legged, and even began to talk to each other and walk to greet each other.

As soon as Sun Xiaosong sat down, he turned his head to look out of the porthole, and the sound of silk and bamboo just now seemed to be about to open the curtain of Oiran Dabi, obviously not interested in the many dignitaries present.

And Qian Jin was obviously very excited, this was the first time he went to the second floor to watch this Oiran competition, and he couldn't help but thank Chen Xian a little in his heart, he saw Jin Wensheng sitting opposite, so he patted Chen Xian's shoulder, pointed to Jin Wensheng on the opposite side and said: "Okay, that's the first talent in Hangzhou, Jin Wensheng!" Let's go, I'll take you to say hello to him! ”

With that, he grabbed Chen Xian's arm, got up and walked in front of Jin Wensheng.

Chen Xian was dragged by him stiffly and laughing, and saw Qian Jin walking in front of Jin Wensheng, who was sitting cross-legged, arching his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Wensheng, the last time we saw each other was more than three months, and Qian Muduan from the county school is below, do you still remember Brother Tai?" ”

"Remember!" Jin Wensheng raised his eyes and glanced at him, and then stayed on Chen Xian's body.

Qian Jin was unaware of Jin Wensheng's gaze, and raised his hand happily and introduced Chen Xian: "Brother Jin, this is my classmate and best friend, Chen Xian, Chen Xingzhi!" He is also a good poet, and he will ask Brother Jin for more advice another day! ”

Jin Wensheng didn't seem to hear Qian Jin's words, he pondered for a long time, suddenly pursed his lips and stood up, squinted at Chen Xian, and said: "Brother Xing, today's poetry meeting, don't make some disease-free moans of resentment and parting melancholy!" ”

Chen Xian shrugged his shoulders, didn't care about this guy's provocation, and said with a smile: "That's nature, I don't write poetry today." ”

When Qian Jin heard the conversation between the two, he was stunned - Xingzhi had known Jin Wensheng for a long time, and it seemed that there was still some Liang between the two! He has been saying good things about Jin Wensheng next to him, and even wants to introduce him to him...... It's really ridiculous!

He thought about it again, this Jin Wensheng spoke aggressively, and seemed to be dissatisfied with the early act, and after thinking about it, he still felt that he was in the same group as Chen Xian, so he opened his mouth to help: "Brother Wensheng, when Xingzhi and I were still in our old age, you became famous in one fell swoop, although you and I are all students, and it is also appropriate to teach me now, but the emotion in this word, how can you be sure that it is a disease-free moan?" ”

Qian Jin, poetry and singing may not be top-notch, but the level of this spray is really unusual, and the sentence he said is like a slap in the face to Jin Wensheng.

The reason is that the word "龆年" he refers to refers to an eight-year-old boy! And Jin Wensheng as the first genius in Hangzhou, but he is already thirty-six or seventeen years old, and he has become famous at a young age, these ten years have repeatedly failed, can only rely on poetry and songs to win the praise of Shilin Qingliu, mixed with the name of Hangzhou's first talent.

And what Qian Jin alludes to in this sentence is: You Jin Dacai became famous when we were eight years old, and now you are still a talent! With your talent level for decades, what qualifications do you have to say that Chen Xian's poems are moaning without disease?

Jin Wensheng's face was flushed by his words, and he didn't know how to fight back for a long time, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "What's the use of sharp teeth?" Today is the Poetry Club, you have to make good poems, and then you can play these tongues with me! ”

After saying that, he snorted coldly and sat down.

"Bang-" Suddenly the sound of firecrackers outside the cabin, everyone's attention was immediately attracted by the "viewing platform" on the east side of the porthole, and the more anxious people rushed out of the cabin, standing directly on the side of the corridor with both hands on the railing, and looked at the viewing platform more than ten meters away.

Overlooking from a high place, you can see that the West Lake is brightly lit along the coast, the flow of people is like weaving, and there are more than 20 large and small painting boats in the lake, each painting boat is hung with colored lanterns throughout the body, under the hazy reflection of the bright moon, the water of Miao Miao Lake is lit by the lights and candles in the painting boat, just like the morning glow fire cloud, and the painting boats that hang the colored lanterns are like the pavilions and buildings suspended above the fire clouds, just like a fairyland.

"Bang-" fireworks shot into the sky and turned into ten thousand meteors.

"Oiran Dabi, now on, knock knock—" As the clear sound sounded, the drum rumbled.

The five largest boats are moored in the most suitable positions for viewing, and as the drums rumble, the sound of the staggered boats is happily echoed on these boats, which can be heard from across the shore.

"Today's Oiran competition, a total of 23 talented and beautiful people on the nineteenth floor of Hangzhou were selected, the rules are the same as before, and the one who gets the most flower signs can win the name of this Oiran......"

Chen Xian had invested a lot of money before and bought a hundred flower sticks for Xiangyun Investment, and when he heard the introduction, he called the acquaintance who was responsible for counting the flower sticks in the painting boat and asked: "Who is the first one now!" ”