Although the Oiran banquet of Acacia Pavilion is rare, in addition to a few people present, there are still many similar Oiran banquets, after all, in a prosperous city like Moli City, there is more than one green building in Acacia Pavilion.

As the protagonist of the Oiran feast, the way the Oiran chooses the lover is also very different, although there are slight differences, but in general, it is nothing more than the importance of identity, strength and external image.

Some Oiran wants to ascend to the sky in one step, next to a disciple of a family who is willing to pay for himself or even redeem himself; Some Oiran wants to make a one-time deal and get a lot of money or something valuable, while others simply want to have a good memory, which is very normal, after all, each Oiran has different circumstances and different expectations for the rest of life.

At this moment, hearing that Ji Huakui wanted to use literature to determine a good person, although everyone was a little surprised, they were not surprised, and felt that this so-called Shuang'er girl was a little different, but also a little unpleasant.

It stands to reason that since the Oiran has come up with the problem, everyone should start their own performance, after all, the first person who has the courage to eat crabs still has more opportunities than the people who came after.

But although everyone present heard the selection plan of the Oiran tonight, they all looked at me and I looked at you, and no one would answer first.

It's no wonder that the Soul Martial Continent respects martial arts, and the people of the entire continent are martial arts, whether children or young people, whether they are men or women, they are basically on the way to cultivating the level of soul power, except for some necessary cultural education, few people will put a lot of effort into this aspect of Wencai, even the Xingyue Royal Family, when selecting the next heir among several princes, will not regard Wencai as the content of the assessment, after all, now that one force will be lowered, and it is the king to be able to fight by oneself.

Generally, if you can solve it by hand, you don't know how to use your mouth, and even if you use your mouth first, you usually have to use your hands later.

Now everyone present is a person with status, after all, he has been in a high position for a long time, but Wencai is really not very good at this thing, only a few people, called the maid on the side to take a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and write and draw on the paper from time to time, as if there are quite eyebrows, more people are still frowning, thinking about how to write.

"Today, the moon is full of stars, and I am in the middle of the green building. Drinking a glass of wine, I panicked, and fell in love at first sight. After a while, a slightly low voice sounded, accompanied by the charm of the poem from the poet's mouth, the hall was silent for a moment, many people were looking in the direction where the voice came from, Ye Han was no exception, and found that the poet was not someone else, it was the blue-robed young man, at this moment he was still holding a wine glass in one hand, and the low voice just now came out of his mouth.

"Damn, such a simple limerick, you also say it?"

"That's it, you're so talented, and you're still here to show ugliness?"

"If Miss Shuang'er can see your broken poems, I will eat this table. Although they can't make any good poems, they are confident that they can still do poems of this grade, but no matter who is the first to come out to compose poems, they will desperately belittle it. Although Oiran means to choose a person with good literary talents to be a lover, but maybe what her own level of appreciation is?

After all, there are many people in this world who open their eyes and tell nonsense, they are not afraid of 10,000 in everything, just in case, anyway, the poems that others say are not good.

The blue-robed young man turned a deaf ear to the belittling voices around him, and still drank there by himself, the white-haired old man next to him also kept smiling, and the middle-aged man in black closed his eyes and recuperated, looking like no one was approaching.

When Ji Wushuang upstairs heard this poem, a pair of charming eyes stared at the blue-robed young man in the audience, and then smiled lightly, and didn't say anything, but a pair of charming eyes left the blue-robed young man on the first floor, and kept sweeping to the other people downstairs, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that Ji Wushuang did not express an obvious liking for this poem, everyone still exhaled, although this poem is average, but the meaning is simple and clear, especially the last sentence, and also mentions the name of Wushuang, which obviously shows the admiration for the Wushuang girl, and this person is indeed extraordinary, dignified, and is the first person to compose a poem in the audience, and his thinking is also agile enough.

Seeing someone taking the lead, everyone began to chant their "masterpieces", whether it was good or bad, and whether it conformed to the rhythm of the poem, it was a smoke that came out, what "peacock flies southeast, my heart flies to you," "face the unequaled, spring flowers bloom" and the like, basically come out of some limerick poems.

Anyway, everyone's literary level is not good, just read it casually, just this group of people just now mocked the blue-robed young man, and it was their turn, and after holding it for so long, it was just a few words.

However, there are two of them whose poems are particularly different, and they successfully attracted Ye Han's attention, to be precise, even Lei Luo, who had been eating calmly and serving a pot of vegetables, was attracted to it.

The first one is a handsome young man who has always been hippie and smiling, his facial features are not very exquisite, but they are very clean, and there is no one sitting next to him, just sitting there alone.

The young man's surname is Nalan, his name is Jie, his full name is Nalanjie, he is the youngest son of the city lord of Moli City, this is his home field, so it is normal that there are no guards around, after all, there are not many people who dare to do it here, and there are only a handful of people who dare to do it to him.

He only came up with a poem after the comparison, and this poem calmed the guests present at that time: "I opened the green building, I planted this tree, and I think this woman, who do I want to pick?" After speaking, the beautiful young man was there and laughed to himself.

Damn, what kind of thing is this? The first sentence is worthy of its name, this green building is indeed owned by your family, but the second sentence, what about the tree? Could it be that we are blind? Where is this tree? The third sentence is okay, but can you make up the number of words and change it to "This woman"? Although many guests have a smile on their faces, they are secretly slandering in their hearts.

However, they also knew that this Naranjie didn't really want to compete for Ji Wushuang's beloved position, but he was more playful, and although it was true that Acacia Pavilion was the power of the City Lord's Mansion, there was an unwritten rule that whoever placed the Oiran Banquet here, the people of the City Lord's Mansion were not allowed to compete.

Therefore, everyone didn't care much about Naranjie's crazy words.

The remaining one really sounds more literate, "Deep thrush, shallow thrush, cicada sideburns and clouds full of clothes; Wushan is high, Wushan is low, and the twilight rain does not return." Although this is a sentence, it does fully express the true state of a woman in a green building, full of thoughts for her lover.

However, the lyricist is quite surprising, he is the most active green robe in the first stage, and it is hard to believe that it is really surprising that such an obvious villain as a green robe can make such a dazzling poem.

Of course, this kind of thought is not only Ye Han and Lei Luo, even the people around them looked at the green robe in amazement, and deeply doubted whether this poem was made by the green robe.

I really didn't expect that the green robe, which is famous for its quick color, is still a literary master?

But everyone is just suspicious, after all, it's just a guess, can't count, the green robe is also grinning slightly, only smiling but not speaking.

Time flies quickly.,Basically, everyone at the table has already expressed their own literary talent.,Although it's not good.,But it's about participation.,Everyone really doesn't believe that tonight's Oiran will really only look at the literary talent and not look at anything else.。

At this time, only the table of Chu He did not publish any good works in the poetry composition link, and everyone couldn't help but look at this place, looking forward to the three people who became the protagonists from the beginning. But Chu He and the three of them have no sign of composing poetry at all, Chu He can't, although he can also make some soy sauce poems like "Spring Blossoms", but the grade is too low, Chu He disdains, instead of losing face, it is better to pretend that he is unfathomable, maybe the two big brothers in the back will write poetry?

Lei Luo is also not good at composing poems, and it is too late to practice normally, so he has to go to iron when he has time, how can he have time to compose any poems and songs? And he has always believed that if he can do it, he will never move his mouth, so whenever he needs to communicate with others, except for the fact that he can't help but want to speak, the rest always let Ye Han communicate.

Ye Han can write poems, but the level is really unbearable, not much better than everyone here just now, but he doesn't want to write poems at the moment, in case he makes a poem at random, it doesn't matter if it's good or bad, what if the Ji Wushuang Oiran upstairs is greedy for his appearance?

Everything can be prevented, after all, he is a handsome guy, Ye Han kept telling himself in his heart.

However, although Ye Han's writing is not good, this does not prevent Ye Han from silently despising the guests present in his heart: a group of dirt buns, what about big people?