Early in the morning, Yefu.

When Ye Hao was asleep, the voice of a little girl came from his ears.

"Hurry up, young master, Fluttershy is going to accompany you to the Oiran poetry party today."

"You're early in the morning, like a soul, urging your life."

Ye Hao reluctantly got up and let the little girl wait to dress and wash.

In fact, it was only about six o'clock in the morning, and the little girl began to urge on Twitter.

When Ye Hao told the little girl yesterday that he wanted her to accompany her to participate in the poetry meeting, the little girl was excited, not to mention how happy, she was at the age of playfulness, and she was so excited that she almost didn't sleep all night.

After a while, Ye Hao changed into an ice-blue silk shirt, embroidered with an elegant bamboo leaf pattern, his hair was coiled up by a mutton fat jade hairpin, and Ye Hao's handsome face like a carved version cleverly set off the identity of a gorgeous nobleman.

The little girl is also dressed up, she is wearing a clean turquoise emerald cigarette shirt, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers and mist and green grass, and a thin veil of emerald water, with a white complexion, and she is a cute and pure little jasper.

"Girl, you're dressed so beautifully today." Ye Hao praised without hesitation.

The little girl looked at Ye Hao's staring at herself, her little chin was raised, her face was happy, and she said to Ye Hao: "Hehe, this is my favorite piece of clothing, I usually don't want to wear it." ”

As soon as Ye Hao picked up the little girl and walked out of the courtyard, a family member rushed in and reported to him, "Young master, someone is looking for you outside." ”

Ye Hao subconsciously asked, "Looking for me?" Who is he? ”

"He calls himself Youheng."

"Oh, I see, you go down."

The family replied and turned to leave.

Ye Hao opened the door of Ye Mansion and saw You Heng standing straight in front of the door, arching his hand and saying, "Brother You, why are you here today?" ”

"Thank you Brother Ye for your hospitality the night before, my brother is here to invite you today to participate in the Oiran Poetry Club."

"Oh, my little brother is planning to go, brother, is there anything special about this Oiran Poetry Society?"

"There is no specific statement about this Oiran Poetry Club, but it is the largest event in Qingzhou this year, which is jointly initiated by several neighboring states and pastors, and it is said that there will be many sons, wise men, and celebrities in neighboring states and counties.

"Everyone got together and watched the Oiran show their talents; While reciting poems and writing poems, they asked each other questions, and finally selected the first talent and the title of the first Oiran, it's as simple as that. ”

After listening to You Heng, Ye Hao felt that this Oiran Poetry Club was really similar to the real talent competition, which sounded interesting.

You Heng, Ye Hao, and the little girl found a carriage and galloped to the competition venue in the suburbs.

But seeing that the official road in the county is full of all kinds of carriages, shouts, and shouts, it is endless and messy~

The appearance of these carriages rushing is comparable to that of snails staggering and crawling, and the crowded appearance is about to catch up with the traffic jam on May Day. In the middle of the official road, there is a road specially opened up for the Oiran of each building, and there are many soldiers from the drama county around, maintaining order, although it is congested, it is also considered to be continuous and orderly.

Ye Hao leaned on the frame of the carriage, with a sunny smile on his face, constantly waving to the people around him, causing the girl to scream like a nymphomaniac, and there were so many Oiran girls in the car, throwing flattering eyes at Ye Hao, waving handkerchiefs~.

Ye Hao suddenly felt like he was back to being a superstar and holding a concert!

The carriages were advancing one after another, and Ye Hao's carriage was crowded with all kinds of celebrities and beauties, and the fragrant breeze was curling, competing for beauty, which was a spectacular scene. The little girl in the carriage lifted the curtain from time to time to look out, and the scenery along the way was very beautiful, and she was in a particularly happy mood.

"Ye Gongzi, it's time to get there!"

The carriage stopped, and the coachman at the front of the carriage said to Ye Hao.

"Okay, girl, let's get off!"

When Ye Hao heard this, he said to the little girl, get out of the car first, and then wanted to help the little girl out of the carriage, but he didn't expect her to jump to the ground with a jump of small steps.

The little girl who jumped down grinned.

As soon as the three of them got out of the car, they smelled the fragrance in their noses; But seeing the surrounding trees, a cool and comfortable feeling filled the body.

In January, the wind blows like scissors, a hundred flowers welcome spring, and all kinds of flowers all over the mountains are ready to bloom.

The venue is very wide, with a size of thousands of square meters, built according to the stream, the old elm pine, the willow tree is in the shade, and the stone seat is temporarily built.

The area around the venue is full of peach blossoms, and there is no end in sight, giving people the feeling of being in the depths of peach blossoms.

Ye Hao looked carefully, but saw that the peach blossoms around him were in full bloom, indescribably gorgeous, with a quiet and verdant interest.

"Ye Gongzi, please come with me!"

At this time, a small servant came up and led the way in front, and Ye Hao and the three followed.

After a while, the three of them arrived at the venue where the Oiran poetry meeting was held.

"Wow, that's a lot of people,"

The little girl looked at the densely packed crowd inside, and after frowning, she was excited.

But I saw that the venue was full of friends, and there were thousands of people one after another. At this moment, many people in the venue sat on the seats and started a heated debate, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going, laughter and laughter, and the sound of guests laughing continued to come out, as if they wanted to open the Great Hall of the People; These mixed sounds suddenly made the surrounding environment even more noisy.

"Yo, isn't this Ye Gongzi, your son? Two masters, do you want to find a few girls to sit down with you? A woman with heavy makeup saw Ye Hao and the two and greeted him politely.

"No, I'm just here to have fun." Ye Hao shook his head and resigned.

Ye Hao and the three of them continued to walk inside, and they could see that a large stage was built on the far left of the venue, the stage was decorated, and a layer of red blankets was spread on the ground.

And in the middle of the site, there is a pavilion.

In the pavilion, there are all kinds of peach blossoms, which are pruned beautifully; There are those that are shaped like lotus flowers, some that bloom proudly like peonies, some that roll up, and some that are stacked, which makes people dazzled and breathtaking.

It can be seen that the pruning process is very good, and it is clear that it must have come from the hands of a skilled craftsman.

"Young master, the peach blossoms in that pavilion are so beautiful." The little girl shouted unconsciously.

"Hehe, it's a bit of a waste to have such a beautiful peach blossom there, but it's a pity that I can't pick one of them, young master, and give them to you."

You Heng smiled and said, "Brother Ye said that it was funny, that pavilion is used for fighting, whoever can make good poetry can enter that pavilion and sit down; After sitting down, you can let people challenge at will, and he will fight! It's pretty much the same in the ring. Brother Ye is talented, I think I will be able to make that good poem, pick a few peach blossoms, and others will not say anything. ”

Ye Hao nodded, noncommittal.

At this time, a man came up to greet Ye Hao, "Ye Gongzi, I am fortunate to be happy!" ”

Ye Hao asked, "May I ask who you are?" ”

"Ye Gongzi is talented, a song "Shanghai Tang" has long been popular throughout the entire drama county, which makes me, an ordinary man, deeply admire, when you sang in Chunxiang Building the day before yesterday, I was downstairs."

"Oh,...... Fortunately, I will be glad to meet you! ”

Although Ye Hao couldn't remember who he was, just like a meeting with fans, he politely replied with a greeting and arched his hand.

"I haven't seen you for many days, but Ye Gongzi is much more handsome again."

At this time, another person came up and greeted Ye Hao with his fists.

"I didn't expect Ye Gongzi to come too. I've heard a lot about your talent lately. ”

"Under is ......"

Ye Hao hugged his fists, and kept greeting the people around him, very politely, and these people also deliberately befriended Ye Hao, Ye Hao was busy after a while, and he couldn't take care of the little girl and You Heng.

Ye Hao was busy greeting, but everyone began to talk to each other.

"Have you heard? Ye Gongzi also came to participate in this Oiran poetry meeting. One person said mysteriously.

"You're outdated, I just said hello to him." One humanity.

One person interjected: "Who is Ye Gongzi you are talking about?" ”

One person said with contempt: "You don't understand this foreigner, Ye Gongzi is Ye Hao, the only son of the Ye family." ”

The man's face turned red with suffocation, "Who, who doesn't know, I just don't understand who you are talking about, I know a few poems of Ye Gongzi you are talking about, among them, I can memorize "The Wanderer's Yin" and "Silent Night Thoughts" ......"

As he spoke, he began to recite it.

……

"Have you heard? Ye Gongzi's beautiful appearance, and the jade tree in the wind, are said to be better than Song Yuchang in ancient times. ”

… The boring little girl pouted when she heard it, but she didn't expect these people to have such a strong gossip spirit, but she was also proud and happy that her young master had such a big reputation!

The little girl was happy, and when she saw everyone, she walked with her chin up.

"You're Ye Xian? Is it Ye Hao who sang the song "Shanghai Tang" and made the song "The Wanderer's Yin", Ye Daxian? ”

Ye Hao was about to turn around and walk to another table to greet him, when someone called out to him.

With the prestige, I saw two people coming over, one of them was a noble son at a glance, holding a folding fan like Ye Hao, with an extraordinary appearance, wearing a virtuous crown and gorgeous clothes.

The other is a young Confucian dressed as a scribe and with an elegant appearance.

The gorgeously dressed noble boy continued to say respectfully, "As soon as I arrived in Xi County, I heard the name of Ye Xianshi, and it was really thunderous. ”

Ye Hao replied casually: "Brother Tai is wonderful, the name of the Magi, I don't dare to accept it; Fortunately, fortunately. ”

"Ye Xianshi is polite, can you move here and have a few drinks with the two of me?"

This noble boy said very casually.

This person spoke very politely, and Ye Hao also had a good impression of this noble son, and immediately said very happily: "I am happy." ”

The three of them were seated.

The noble prince said to the scribe beside him: "Wang Cang, pour wine, I want to drink a few cups with Ye Xianshi!" ”

"Please! Ye Magi drink this cup full! ”