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In previous years, the festival was held at the back of the Oiran Contest.

However, this year it was held before the Oiran Contest, and the location was chosen at Yinggeyuan. I'm afraid a large part of this is because of Twilight Girl. Cui Ergongzi spent a lot of effort in order to please Miss Dusk. Although this twilight girl has always been unpretentious, but Hu Niangzi is happy to see it. No one wants the cash cow they have worked so hard to cultivate to be uprooted by others.

Then carry it home as a caged finch.

However, Hu Niangzi also knows. It's been almost two years, and even those who have patience are about to run out. It's only a matter of time before Twilight Smoke is taken into the house, and Twilight Smoke can't stop it, and neither can Hu Niangzi. This famous Yingge Garden is not worth mentioning at all in the eyes of a behemoth like the Cui family. Even if it's your own backer, people can smash themselves and this small building with their little fingers.

This year is not good, and the business of Qinglou is not good. Especially in a big green building like Yingge Garden, there is a girl like Duyan. The rest can be turned into the ranks of vulgar powder. No successor is the biggest embarrassment of Yingge Garden at present. Not to mention the red sleeve tricks that have been rising in recent days, this kind of threat from the outside.

If this continues, after this year's Oiran Contest. I'm afraid that the location of the four green buildings of Yingge Garden will be handed over.

Therefore, today's occasion can be described as a send-off for Hu Niangzi.

I thought that the name of "Tide Poetry Society" would be able to bring this Yingge Garden to a higher level. But who knows, the chicken feathers that were stirred up by such a hateful luthier. These literati are also talents, usually a person with five or six people, and they don't use it at critical moments. Seeing that this shocking planned cultural meeting is about to turn into such a farce of accounts and snakes.

Hu Niangzi can't care about anything else.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T

Hu Niangzi ran upstairs quickly, and pulled away the hooves of these groups watching the play together with her hands. Push open the door of Twilight's room.

The small room is not large, with two rooms inside and outside, and is divided into two rooms by a wooden screen in the middle. The furnishings in the house are also simple, only a piano set, a group table, and a few stools. In addition to a furnace of incense on the group table, it is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Such a room does not look like the boudoir of a green house. Instead, it is like a poor scholar's study. The whole house is mainly plain, except for the beaded curtain on the bed, there seems to be no trace of fireworks.

A girl dressed in plain clothes had her back to the door, rubbing the guqin on her chest with her hands. Dressed in plain clothes and decorated with the furnishings of this house, this girl with a slender black hair on her back looks dusty.

"Twilight, my son. Why don't you change your outfit yet? Where did Xiao Tao die? What time has it been, and they are all lazy people who have suffered a thousand cuts. “

I can't help but be in a hurry, the scene downstairs is already ugly.

A cadre of soldiers was wiped out, and if it was spread out tomorrow, I am afraid that this Yingge Garden would be passed on as a big joke in Chang'an City. When the time comes, who will come to take care of their own business. Without the praise of these romantic talents, Yingge Garden is bound to become a second-rate green building in Chang'an City.

Fortunately, this most important item has not yet begun, and there is still a chance to redeem everything.

Poetry and poetry are the basis for testing whether a talented person is romantic enough.

The unicorn of the Cui family is the best at this. People are like crowns of jade, and their talents are unparalleled. In addition, this family is illustrious and influential in Shilin and the people. If he can compose a poem for this, then the Ying Song Garden will still be the Ying Song Garden. Literati still want to be so eager to do so, at least until the next Oiran Tournament no one can shake its status. And Cui Yufo is easy to not do poetry, and it is impossible for him to ask others to do anything with his identity. The literati are like this, Lao Tzu is happy to compose a poem to this wind and dust, that is the youth romance. But if you force Lao Tzu, it will be insulting.

And Cui Yufo is the most noble literati here. But on bloodline, identity. Ouyang Xun is also inferior. Therefore, the son of the Cui family must be asked to leave the ink treasure no matter what, and the only person who can invite Cui Yufo here is this twilight girl.

"Hasn't it been just over an hour? That's it for poetry? ”

Twilight Yan put down the brocade handkerchief in his hand and gently lifted his sleeves, revealing a piece of white wrist like congealed cream. A pair of jade hands, round and jade, as smooth as peeling the roots of white onions, without the slightest flaw, are natural. With these jade hands, she poured a glass of white water for Hu Niangzi, and then said softly and weakly.

"Don't mention it, this good cultural meeting hasn't started yet. Just let a luthier who came out of nowhere make a mess. Then the rest of the chess, calligraphy and painting were also completely dismissed by the old man of the Ouyang family and the younger brother of the Ministry of Works. After a few rounds, there was no one who dared to write and draw. If it goes on like this, the brand of Yinggeyuan will be smashed in the hands of my mother. Twilight, you have to help your mother, there are so many girls in this Yingge Garden, and Israel is already living in tears. Don't dare to be bitter!"

Hu Niangzi said with a sad face, and then looked at the jade man in front of her with hopeful eyes.

"Twilight is going down, Mom, please relax."

Twilight said as she stood up.

"Hey, you must dress up beautifully, and let these talents make some poems that can be read. Mom believes in you! “

Hu Niangzi always knows how to say twilight, and this is not the first time that such a situation has occurred. But every time it works as well as the first time. The guaranteed Hu Niangzi suddenly passed the rain and the sky was clear, and she shouted at the maid waiting outside to put on makeup and change clothes for Twilight. After the arrangement was made, he twisted his waist, which was already a little fat. He walked downstairs with his head held high.

"You say, this article is going to be this mess. Can it still be done? “

He Jian asked Du Jiuzhang in a low voice, as if he was just asking casually. It's just that no matter how you listen to these words, there is a smell of schadenfreude. He can't be unhappy, the students in the third school who usually have their eyes above the top have no face at the old sacrificial wine. Except for Du Jiuzhang in arithmetic, the rest are comments with the word "good". You know, the most said in this old sacrificial wine back then was the word "good". I said it to the champion of the new department, to the bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, and to the gatekeeper of the Guozijian, the begging on the street is called Hanako, and the old donkey used to travel before. All in all, it's good, but as for whether it's really good. That is the opinion of the benevolent and the wise of the wise.