After Concubine Wu went out, she walked aimlessly on the street, and the sky had gradually begun to brighten, and some people who wanted to find a good stall had already begun to come out to set up stalls.

Concubine Wu walked aimlessly, did she go back to King Qi now? No, absolutely not. Concubine Wu knows that what she can't get is the best, if she really has something to do with King Qi, maybe King Qi is just fresh to her for a while, where can women be found, not to mention the ancient times when three wives and four concubines were men.

But if she didn't find King Qi, where should she go now?

Concubine Wu thought about it and felt a little hungry, except for the emperor and the prince, the other four people, one is the son of a scholarly family, the family background is good, and he loves poetry and songs, and he is very famous in the literati circle.

One is the leader of the alliance of the rivers and lakes, strong in martial arts, upright, and has not remarried since his wife's death, and is a dedicated man.

There is also the leader of the Demon Sect, of course, he is the kind of man who is very evil.

The last one is a merchant, whose business is all over the country, and this merchant's money may be more than in the treasury, and the emperor is afraid of three cents.

Concubine Wu went to a Goubuli steamed bun shop and bought two steamed buns. This ancient steamed bun is better than now, with thin skin and more filling, and the taste is also good.

Concubine Wu was eating, and heard someone around her talking, "I heard that no, the Xiaoyaoju on the bank of the Jianghuai River is going to hold a competition about poetry, and the rewards are particularly rich." ”

"I heard, it is said that this time even the Phantom Moon Boy will participate, but I wonder if the Star Picking Boy will appear?"

"The star-picking boy has never shown up, and I'm afraid it's not easy to see the star-picking boy this time."

"Who knows."

Concubine Wu frowned, she knew the Phantom Moon Prince, and she was also one of the characters who needed a strategy, but who was this Star Picking Prince? How did she not know that there was such a person?

Whatever, as long as the Phantom Moon Boy can go. Poetry contests? Hehe, who can have a more classic poem like hers that has been passed down from 5,000 years of Chinese history? This is simply to give her a chance to get close to the Phantom Moon Child, okay?

Concubine Wu suddenly has a goal, and she is not as muddy as she knows.

So Concubine Wu had breakfast and found an inn to stay, and inquired about all kinds of information about the poetry competition, and thought about the poems she had memorized and wrote them down silently.

Whatever it is, she knows it.

The poetry contest of the Wandering House on the banks of the Jianghuai River starts in the evening of the third day, and there is no limit to the number of contestants, the format of the poems is not limited, and it is often necessary to create a self-created poem, which must be self-created.

Then the Loose House began to come up with questions, from easy to difficult. Every time, a crowd writes an answer and hands it in. Eliminate some people step by step, and the one who wins in the end will get a special gift.

Concubine Wu was ready to go that day, picked herself up, and went out. There is another point in this competition, which is open to both men and women. So Concubine Wu dressed herself up beautifully, so she didn't have to change to men's clothes, of course she didn't want to wear men's clothes, men's clothes would affect her work.

There are a lot of people who come to Xiaoyaoju, and basically all the seats are occupied, and there is not only one woman who comes, but also many women, and I don't know if they are really here for the poetry competition, or if they have another purpose.

But all these women often secretly glanced at a private room upstairs, and their faces were shy, whispering, and Concubine Wu knew that these women came to participate in the poetry contest because they were drunkards and not drinking.