Are these green buildings crazy?

Draw out the profits of the next year to award to the first place?

Are you full of food or do you make too much money and float yourself?

Fang Qiong couldn't help but be confused, a little unable to understand the thinking of these ancient people.

Wu Mei glanced at the adults in the front row with some disgust, and then said to Fang Qiong: "The envoy doesn't believe this kind of nonsense. ”

"How?" Fang Qiong became interested.

"Among the many poetry clubs in the Tang Dynasty, only this poetry club is the most unjust, in the final analysis, although there is a poetry club in the name, but in addition to the second and third places, the so-called first place is a derivative of power in the final analysis."

"You mean?"

Fang Qiong's heart was shocked when he heard this, and he was a little incredulous.

"That's right!"

Wu Mei pursed her lips and said, "When I came, the concubine told you that if you get the top three, you can choose all the beauties present at will." Why didn't the concubine say the first at that time? Because the first is predetermined. Why did these senior members of the DPRK and the Central Committee abandon their official duties and come to see this Allure Poetry Society? It's not for the profits, this percentage of profits, to put it mildly, is the protection fee paid by the entire Pingkangfang, this industry is too profitable, they can't eat it themselves, so they have to unite to find a senior member of the DPRK and China every year to pay homage. ”

"I see!"

Fang Qiong suddenly heard this, and a trace of amazement flashed in his eyes.

"The wisdom of the ancients is really not to be underestimated, and there is such an operation. Every year, a senior member of the DPRK is replaced, and the right to choose is who has the most power, so for a long time, although the frequent replacement of filial piety will not be valued and cared for, but it can be stable for a long time, even if the court is down, there is no worry about finding other ways or being implicated. ”

"But that's not all!"

Wu Mei sighed and said, "Who is embarrassed to take the money from Qinglou?" In the final analysis, it is people who sell themselves to make money, so there is such a seemingly elegant poetry club, and the senior members of the court have cultivated a puppet by hand, so that they can bear this name. ”

"Poof——!!!

The tea that Fang Qiong had just picked up squirted out again, and he looked at Wu Mei with some dumbfoundedness, and said in confusion: "Doesn't that mean that all the people who came on stage to chant poetry, except for Ji Guangjian and Wang Cong, everyone else is the same?" All fakes? ”

Wu Mei nodded indiscriminately, her face full of helplessness.

"There are a few young people who can write good poems, how can there be so many geniuses, not to mention more, at least more than half of the ten poems are written by those adults themselves."

"Poetry is also fake, people are also fake, and the result is also predetermined, so why do those great people still appear here? Just to see the excitement? ”

Fang Qiong suddenly became a little puzzled again.

"Not really!" Wu Mei explained: "The meaning of the internal determination is that their puppet will win the first, but who gets and who can't, it depends on the level of poetry writing of the masters, their power is almost the same, so they naturally want to compete in poetry, if who wins, even if the power is a little weaker, others will not be fighting." ”

"The emperor doesn't care?" Fang Qiong was speechless.

"Of course it doesn't matter, officials who are not greedy are more terrible to Your Majesty, corrupt officials are just corrupt officials, as long as they are not too excessive, Your Majesty is happy to be so, and you can also control their handles. And these officials know His Majesty's mind very well, and they take the initiative to send evidence of corruption one by one, so they are very favored, and they are all old fritters. ”

Wu Mei shrugged her shoulders and said.

Convinced!

Fang Qiong couldn't help but numbly stretch out his thumb at this moment.

And not far from the two of them, the faces of several scholars were already pale to the point of no blood.

Oh my God, if we hear this kind of secret, will it be killed and silenced?

Several people looked at each other and couldn't help but tremble.

And at this moment, something happened that made Fang Qiong more convinced.

On the stage, as poems were taken out, chanted, and written, the atmosphere of the entire poetry club had reached its peak.

Some of the senior officials of the DPRK and the Central Committee had a sad face, and some laughed heartily.

Suddenly!

Smack——!!!

A jar of wine was thrown down from the second floor and shattered with a bang.

"Ah——!h

"Who?"

"Protecting the ——!!! of Adults"

“.........”

For a while, the entire Qinglou was in chaos, and everyone looked up at the second floor, on the second floor, the drunken Ji Guangjian and Wang Cong were full of lewd smiles on their faces, and in the arms of the two, they were hugging the four most beautiful Oiran in the entire Pingkangfang.

The four big Oiran were divided by two men hugging left and right?

The people below were stunned, the officials of the court were stunned, and those "talents" who were almost about to get the top three rankings showed jealous expressions.

"My mother, what the hell is going on? This... This...!!! ”

The old bustard was also at a loss at this moment, and after a while, she couldn't help but cry out with grief and indignation when she came back to her senses.

The four major oirans are prizes, and now they have been tasted in advance, so wouldn't it be a humiliation for the members of the DPRK and the Central Committee to take them out again?

Who are these two?

The old bustard has the heart to kill people at this moment.

At this time, Ji Guangjian, who was standing on the second floor, hugging left and right and still drinking the wine handed by the beauty, opened his mouth violently, and his eyes flashed.

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date."

"Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow will become a trio."

"The moon is not relieved of drinking, and the shadow disciples are with me."

"For the time being, the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring."

"I am wandering in the moon, and I am dancing in a mess."

"When you wake up, you mingle together, and when you get drunk, you scatter."

"Forever tie the knot ruthlessly travels, and the phase is Miao Yunhan."

“.........”

"Good !!"

"What a poem!!"

"My God, this poem.... This poem... Genius, genius!! ”

After a short silence, discussions suddenly broke out at the scene, and even the big officials couldn't help but look at Ji Guangjian above with a glint in their eyes.

How could such a talented person end up here?

Well?

This person has such short hair, could it be that Ji Guangjian and Wang Cong, the two great poets from Huaguo, who have been very famous recently?

"The two upstairs are Ji Guangjian and Wang Cong, who have been famous all over the world recently?"

Someone couldn't help but shout.

However, Ji Guangjian glanced at him and ignored it.

On the contrary, it was an oiran beside him, and he couldn't help but say proudly: "That's right, this son is the poet immortal Ji Guangjian." ”

"Sure enough, it's !! them"

"Poetry Immortal Ji Guangjian, Poetry Saint Wang Cong, I didn't expect to see these two legendary characters here!"

"Oh my God, I feel so excited."

"Give me a hand, I've heard the name for a long time, and today I finally met the real person."

"Poet, poet, poet, poet——!!!"

"Poetry, poetry, poetry——!!!"

No matter what the magnates in the front row thought, in the back, those who regarded the two as idols couldn't help but shout loudly, especially those Qinglou women, who instantly turned into little fan girls.

"Huh?"

Wang Cong, who had been watching Ji Guangjian pretending to be forced, couldn't help it, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he made everyone at the scene shut their mouths.

Looking at the scene that fell silent, the corners of Wang Cong's mouth hooked up a smile, reached out and drank a glass of wine, and then the glass fell and started.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning to .......!"