The other two maids went to the window, opened a small mechanism between the two windows, and with a slight force in opposite directions, they opened from the middle to the left and right like two doors.

As a result, the wooden windows, which were originally three meters wide, were transformed into terraces with railings. It is facing the huge stage, with a wide view and an unobstructed view.

The four maids had just cleaned up when there was a very soft knock at the door. When I opened the door, there were a few small men with trays standing outside. The four of them methodically began to set the dishes and chopsticks, serve the food, and pour the wine.

Feng Qianyan paid attention to it, and the four maids did not squint, lowered their heads slightly, and looked like they were low-eyed. Everyone has a different division of labor, is well-trained, and cooperates very tacitly. It can be seen that on weekdays, the training of various rules is very strict.

Because he ate a lot of spiritual fruits and snacks, looking at the table full of dishes, he was not interested.

"Lord Wang, can Yan Yan go to the window to have a look?" Feng Tianyan pretended to be well-behaved, pulled Xiao Yuchen's sleeve, and blinked his big eyes.

"Hmm. Xiao Yuchen bowed slightly.

Feng Qian smiled sweetly, got up and walked towards the window.

Seeing this, the two maids standing by the window hurriedly moved the chairs and put them in front of the railing, and laid two layers of soft cushions. The other person moved a small table and placed it beside it, poured a cup of spiritual tea and placed it on it. One maid stood back in the corner, while the other stayed behind to serve the wind.

"Miss, please. The maid respectfully blessed her body.

Feng Qianyan nodded in satisfaction and sat down. The maid stood about a meter to her side, bowing her head and lowering her hands.

"Sister, may I ask, when will this Oiran contest start?" asked Feng Qianyan, turning his head to the side.

The maid hurriedly blessed her body and replied: "Miss, you can torture the slave and maid! Back to Miss, there was less than a stick of incense to start. As he spoke, he took two steps closer and pointed to the long table in the open space below, "Miss, you see, the ten people sitting behind the long table are the judges in charge of scoring. ”

Feng Qianyan looked down, and among the ten people sitting behind the long table, there were men and women, ranging in age. "Who are these judges?" he asked.

"Miss Hui, this Oiran competition is divided into a literary test and a martial arts test. There are three rounds of this literary test, which are calligraphy, painting skills and dictionaries. The martial arts test is for each girl to show her own talent. Therefore, in this judgment, two of them are Jinshi, the other seven are the best musicians and dancers invited from all over the country, and one is the wife of our city lord. Biyi introduced softly.

"Choosing an Oiran is better than Qinqi, Poetry, and Painting? Isn't it the most beautiful?" Feng Qianyan didn't expect this Oiran in Qingcheng to be so demanding, and it was completely cultivated according to the standards of everyone's ladies!

"Miss, you don't know. The girls who can represent each family in this Oiran competition, whether it is their appearance or figure, are all one in ten thousand. Moreover, the reason why our girls in Qingcheng are famous is that this is not inferior to the talent of our young lady. The girls in each house have been taught and trained by a special gentleman since childhood. ”

Feng Qianyan sighed: "No wonder your Qingcheng's business can be so big, it is really a good business!"

Over there, Biyi introduced the Oiran competition to the wind, and here Mo Fang picked up his wine glass and stood up.