Feng Peony couldn't wait to ask the girl how much silver the other party had paid, and when she heard the 100,000 gold, her face was overjoyed, and her eyes flashed with arrogance, 100,000 gold, even Master Baiyan's ink treasure can be bought, and now her poems are sold for so much silver, isn't that on an equal footing with Master Baiyan?

"Show the old man!"

Master Bai Yan heard the girl's words, ignoring the people who were talking below, and took the scroll in the girl's hand with a sturdy body, with a little eagerness in his hand.

"Okay, good, this poem is super easy, open-minded, it is an excellent poem, it is simply a transcendence of ancient and modern, there is no one before or after! is really a talented person from all over the country, even an old man has to serve the old. ”

"Mr. is really a compliment, this is just a casual work, how can it be compared with Mr.'s poetry, Mr. is really tormenting the younger generation!"

Feng Mudan watched Master Bai Yan praise her poems like this, and immediately stood up excitedly and saluted.

Because if she remembers correctly, the person who took away her poem just now should be the maidservant standing next to Master Bai Yan, so this poem must be hers!

"Miss, you are so remarkable, Madame will be very happy to know about it."

Feng Peony's maid looked at the young lady and stood up, and the maid was indeed the one who took the young lady's poem from her hand, and glanced at Yun Niang's direction arrogantly, and patted Feng Peony's ass, for a while, people who couldn't figure out whether this poem was Feng Peony said congratulations to Feng Peony, but there were still many people standing in place and looking at Yun Niang in a complicated way, always feeling that her attitude was a little strange.

Have you ever seen someone who was about to be ruined, almost not worried or scared at all, or even standing leisurely on the sidelines and in the mood to watch the banquet of the man opposite? Could it be that she wants the Ouyang family's son-in-law to help her?

Some women who didn't know what they were thinking immediately smiled.

"In that case, please let us also see the poems that Mr. so appreciates, so that the students can also feast their eyes."

Because the scrolls of the Golden Autumn Banquet are all the same, you won't know who this poem is from the outside, but at this moment, Mr. Bai Yan actually looked at Wang with the poem hesitantly, I don't know if Wang lost and had to climb out of the gate here, so Mr. will be so difficult.

"Sir, since the winner has been decided, it is better to show it to the students, and it is better to study more with Miss Feng."

Mo Qianqiu almost shouted excitedly in her heart, if it weren't for the fact that this poem was in the hands of Master Bai Yan, she would almost want to go up and open it to see, and then she would be able to watch Wang Yunniang's disgraced appearance, and even crawl out of the Golden Autumn Banquet like a dog in disgrace, not to mention the position of the princess of war, even in the capital, there will no longer be her Wang Yunniang's foothold.

"Pass on the poems!"

Master Bai Yan looked at Yun Niang's absent-minded appearance, and suddenly praised in his heart, how good it would be if this woman was a man! It's just a pity...... However, after thinking of Wang Shangshu, Master Bai Yan saw it again, the Wang family had already produced a Wang Shangshu, if Yun Niang was a man again, he was afraid of danger!

When the poem was delivered to the noble lady below, there were fewer voices of congratulations and congratulations, not even the sound of praise and exclamation, but it was the time of half a cup of tea, and the whole pavilion was silent in vain, and they all looked strangely at Feng Peony, who was still complacent, in order not to offend both sides, so they had to close their mouths, so that Feng Peony, who was looking forward to being praised and worshipped, was annoyed, and felt that they were envious and jealous of her.

Immediately, he turned to Yun Niang and said disdainfully.

"Wang Yunniang, you also have today, and Miss Ben will laugh and watch you crawl out like a dog later!"

"This sentence should be said by me, I just hope you don't cry."

Yun Niang looked at Ouyang Shaogong on the opposite side and actually stood on the arched bridge and looked at this side happily with a large number of purses and silver tickets, and looked proud, so that many men around him couldn't take Ouyang Shaogong, and asked him to help them ask for a piece of ink treasure with a sour envy, but Ouyang Shaogong was chasing others like flies, which made Yun Niang's eyes squint with a smile, since her words are so valuable, why don't you also hold an attic like a golden autumn banquet?

Yun Niang thought about it like this, when the time comes, the attic will sell poetry, make it look like an auction, and hold a gathering of such talented and beautiful women every certain time, and then auction the poems of 5,000 years up and down in China, and still make a full plate? And don't have to pay for it.

The more Yun Niang thinks about it, the more feasible she feels, who calls these people who read books stupid and have a lot of money! If you don't earn it, you don't earn it for nothing.

Feng Mudan looked at Yun Niang's cold appearance and couldn't help but want to tear the peace on Yun Niang's face, she should be afraid to cry now, how can she be so calm, she must be pretending, wait for Mr. Bai Yan to choose the winner, see how she can pretend.

The two poems walked around in front of the people below, and soon arrived in front of Feng Peony, putting their respective poems by their sides, only to see that the yellow and white chrysanthemums on the front end of the girl's head appeared and asked Yun Niang and Feng Peony to choose one each, Yun Niang chose the yellow one first, and left the white one to Feng Peony.

Then there is a huge white jade pot below, which contains two colors of chrysanthemums, let the people below choose by themselves, and the person who chooses the least chrysanthemum in the pot is the winner.

When Feng Peony saw the first person pick up the yellow chrysanthemum, his face changed, and he glared at the woman who took the yellow chrysanthemum with resentment, but he got a contemptuous smile from the other party, which made Feng Peony's angry seven orifices smoke, the other party was just a five-grade concubine, how dare ......

As time passed, Feng Peony's face turned pale with anger and ugliness, and in the end, he almost staggered at the white chrysanthemums in the flower pot in front of him, his face was dazed and panicked, and he muttered with a hint of horror in his eyes.

"No, no, something must have gone wrong......"

"Did you choose the wrong one? Yes, yes, you all changed it for me, do you hear? The one who won was obviously me, and it was obviously me...... I'm not going to lose. ”

"Miss...... How so. ”

Feng Peony looked at the white chrysanthemum in his hand and fell to the ground in an instant, and his face was hideous and asked the other nobles to change the color of the chrysanthemum in their hands back, so frightened that the maid behind him hurriedly went up to help the crumbling Feng Peony, her face was not much better than Feng Peony, she looked at Yun Niang in horror, and then knelt down in front of everyone and kowtowed in front of Yun Niang.

"Miss Wang, please don't let my young lady climb out, please don't worry about my young lady if you have a lot, she is just joking with you, you let my young lady go! Otherwise, my young lady will not be able to live, please show mercy! ”

Yun Niang watched the girl kneel down for her in front of everyone, the head really hit the ground, she didn't need to look at it to know that it hurt very much, and then took two steps to the side and asked Nuan Fei to help people up! He bowed his head to the maidservant who did not want to get up.