Since the servants of Xiang Wangfu took the poems of Cui Juncai and the four of them to the painting boat of Xiang Wangfu.

The minds of a few people were not on the people around them who boasted to them.

Instead, he always paid attention to every move on the painting boat of Xiang Wangfu.

Until, from the vicinity of the painting boat of King Xiang's mansion, the boats of each family suddenly took a few pieces of paper and sailed towards their own painting boats.

Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief silently in their hearts.

Just now, only a few of his own poems were brought up by the servants, so who else can the poems that are circulating from the painting boat of Xiang Wang's Mansion now?

The four of them looked at each other and smiled, secretly relieved.

It seems that this time it is stable.

After a while.

I heard the sound of applause from the painting boats of each house.

Then someone read it aloud.

The people from afar couldn't hear the specific content, but the poetry should not be able to escape.

"Congratulations to the sons, they have done such a good job, and now the entire Qinhuai River is singing!" As the owner, Liu Yuanwai is also paying attention to the situation over there, and he thinks the same as Cui Juncai and others.

Due to the limitations of his status, his painting boat could not sail into that central area.

The water area was surrounded by sailors' boats, so that no one could get close, and only some geisha or Oiran painters who had been invited had the opportunity to sail in to perform.

"Hehe, Liu Yuanwai has won the award, but it's just a vulgar work, thanks to Liu Yuanwai's invitation, a few people were able to play their role." They still understand the truth of the sedan chair carrying people.

……

The atmosphere over there is getting hotter and hotter.

With the four Oiran girls, all of them were taken to the large painting boat in Xiang Wangfu, and the atmosphere reached its peak.

These four Oiran girls all have their own stunts.

The Oiran of Mingyue Tower is good at all kinds of singing.

The Oiran of the Fragrance Pavilion is good at dancing.

The Oiran of the Wind Bamboo Garden, who is good at the lute.

Listen to the Oiran of Izumi Kozuki, who is good at the guzheng.

In fact, the names of these ancient poems have inherited singing voices and special soundtracks, such as "Qingyu Case" written by Cao Yan has its corresponding music score.

Just follow the soundtrack that has been handed down and apply it.

It can only be said that those who were selected as Oiran are definitely not comparable to the current live broadcasters who rely on top-notch beauty.

In just half an hour after getting the poems, the dance, the soundtrack, and several people completely discussed.

The music sounded.

Song.

The dance was performed along.

Judging from the cooperation of several people at the scene, absolutely no one thinks that this is the result of the discussion of several people just now.

Superb craftsmanship and beauty!

After enjoying the song and dance.

The people on the painting boat stroked their long beards and smiled: "After the perfect cooperation of several people, how can you say it when you hear this?" ”

"Isn't it, I feel like I don't know the taste of meat in March......"

"Haha, yes, yes, that's what it feels."

……

Of course, such a good poem must not be appreciated by just a few people present.

"Go, copy a few copies of these two poems, so that everyone can enjoy them together." Xiang Wenxuan instructed that he hoped that Cao Yan's reputation would be as big as possible, so that he would be more helpful to his daughter.

And Luo Ming's family also has several uncles who are officials in the court, and his father-in-law Zhang Zhifu is also an important ally of his own, so it is not impossible to even push Luo Ming.

"Remember to copy my poem in the front!" Luo Ming made a bitter face and shouted, he was afraid that if his poems followed Cao Yan, no one would read them.

"Hehe, this little Luo ......"

"Shame ......on you," Zhang Muer muttered.

"Hehe," Luo Ming was thick-skinned and didn't take it seriously, but now as long as he can suppress Cui Juncai and others, he will be happy.

……

When countless people drove the small boats to these civilian ships on the periphery again.

Countless people are looking forward to it.

Everyone was a little far apart, and although they could barely hear some sounds, they were not very clear.

They desperately needed to know what had happened on the painting boat in Xiang Wang's Mansion just now.

When they took the pieces of paper with two poems written on them from the hands of the servants.

Someone immediately read it out.

"The Fifteenth Night of the First Lunar New Year" ......"

In the first song, Cui Juncai and others still felt that they were not much worse than it, at most it was only slightly different.

However, when they heard that it was Luo Ming who wrote, they felt the same as Luo Ming, that is, they were as disgusting as eating a pound of flies.

But as soon as the second song came out, their hands and feet were suddenly cold, their minds were blank, and there was only one thought left in their hearts, "It's over, this can't be compared at all." ”

And this turned out to be written by Cao Yan!

……

After an overnight fermentation.

When the taverns and teahouses on the street are chatting, they will inadvertently talk about this word.

And the favorite to use this word is Fengyue Place.

When the singers on the stage sing and look back, they are often accompanied by a gesture of turning back and staring.

Many rich people eat this very much.

This has made the consumption of Qinglou climb up in the past few days!

When Cao Yan learned the news, he really wanted to find those tricks that played like this to ask for a copyright fee, so that he could be happy......

……

The days that followed.

In addition to Cao Yan's poem, the most eye-catching thing in this time period is the imperial examination.

With the departure of the Lantern Festival.

More and more people choose to study hard behind closed doors.

There was a sense of tension in the air.

The days passed.

The spring exam has completely kicked off.

……

Early in the morning, when the sky was still bright.

The people in Cao Yan's family were all mobilized.

Most of the things used for the exam were prepared a few days ago.

Now it's more important to let Cao Yan have a good meal this morning, because in the next three days, he will have to live a miserable life of sleeping in the examination hall.

In the sound of farewell firecrackers.

Cao Yan rode in the carriage, and everyone who was familiar with the road came to the tribute courtyard where Lin Yiru was in the martial arts last time.

It's already crowded with candidates who have come to take the exam.

"Master." Seeing Cao Yan from a distance, Luo Ming shouted.

Cao Yan followed the voice and saw Luo Ming and the Ershizu Seven, as well as Zhang Muer!?

"Master (Uncle Shi) (sir)." Everyone greeted Cao Yan with their respective titles.

"Why are you all here? Cao Yanke knows that some people here, don't want them to leave the bed without the three poles of the sun, after asking this sentence, he glanced at it with his eyes again, Zhang Mu'er's side, this girl said no, but her body is still very honest, she usually dislikes Luo Ming, but at the critical moment, she still knows to come and see him and cheer him up.

"Today is a big day for Mr. and Luo Fatzi, we always have to come over to help you cheer you up." The slackers twisted around a little embarrassed.

And Zhang Mu'er looked away with an embarrassed face, and whispered: "I'm here to cheer for my uncle." ”

"Then thank you very much," Cao Yan thanked Zhang Mu'er with a wicked smile, causing the people around him to laugh "hehe".

"Master, what have you prepared?" Luo Ming was a little afraid that Cao Yan was inexperienced, so he opened his mouth to ask, and at the same time he was resolving the embarrassment for Zhang Muer.

"I've prepared a lot, I'll help you prepare one" Cao Yan beckoned to Lin Ruyi, motioning for her to take the things she had prepared from the carriage.

It was a big exam box, Cao Yan took the exam box and handed it to Luo Ming.

"I've got one for you, too." Luo Ming also took a box from Luo Xiaosan's hand and handed it over: "By the way, what is there in Master?" Luo Ming took the exam box handed over by Cao Yan and asked.