Chapter 181: Poetry Comparison
Yo, why did my sister come so early?" Dieyi looked at Yingxue innocently and asked delicately.
Her voice is soft and glutinous, with a hint of unique coquettishness, and if she really wants to say it, it's more like the modern Lori clip sound.
She is also small, and her eyes are narrowed when she laughs, like a lazy cat, which makes people feel the urge to protect her.
"Humph!"
Yingxue still had an indifferent face, nodded at her, and barely said hello.
"That...... Shall we begin?" Dieyi is still innocent.
Yingxue nodded, noncommittal.
"Beginning? What to start?" Feng Shiyan looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression.
Not only him, but everyone around him was at a loss, and immediately began to talk to each other.
Most of them are aborigines from the west of the city, and this time they came purely to join in the fun, and it has to be said that it is a kind of surprise to be able to see the Oiran in several other areas here.
As for why they are here, most people are confused.
Feng Shiyan glanced back at Wan Hongzhuang, trying to get an answer from him......
Who would have thought that Wan Hongzhuang at this time was already obsessed: while looking at Yingxue, he turned his head to look at Dieyi, wishing that he would have an extra pair of eyes behind him!
Feng Shiyan sighed heavily.
Wan Hongzhuang's current appearance reminded him of the fanatical star chasers in later generations, and the state of the two was exactly the same.
Suddenly, his heart moved, and he turned his head to look at the little girl in Tsing Yi on the side.
Seeing this, Xiang'er showed a proud look on her face: "You beg me, beg me, I'll tell you!"
"What a bad taste!" Feng Shiyan couldn't help but start to slander, but on the surface, he still pretended to be kind and hugged his fists at Xiang'er, "Please also ask the little brother to give me advice!"
Xiang'er's pretty face turned red and said, "Forget it, forget it, tell you!"
"To say that the Chengdong Deyi Building and the Chengbei Flower Pavilion are also the two most famous fireworks places in our Suzhou Mansion, they used to only guard their own one-third of an acre, and they didn't think about ......expanding outward at all."
"However, not long ago, that Fengyi Pavilion ......."
Xiang'er paused, looking like she wanted to say something, "In short, the two of them had a dispute for some reason, so they agreed to send each family's Oiran to have a competition to decide who is the No. 1 Oiran and the No. 1 Qinglou in Suzhou Mansion!"
"As for why you came to the west of the city? I don't know."
Feng Shiyan nodded, it was naturally incomprehensible to choose Chengxi, not to mention, these people in Chengxi could not be their potential customers at all...... The only possibility is probably just to confirm the results of the competition under the witness of the most people?
Probably...... That's the only possibility, right?
"And what will they try?" Feng Shiyan asked curiously.
"This ...... I don't know."
Xiang'er replied thoughtfully, "In short, the competition between them has always been strange, who knows what moths they will come up with this time?"
"Since my sister doesn't speak, then my sister has the right to be my sister and agree!" Dieyi looked eager to try.
Immediately afterwards, several strong men began to appear, separating the scene from an open space, and even Feng Shiyan and others were politely invited out, with the archway as the center, vacating a large area.
Then, Dieyi staggered down from the sedan chair and sat on a soft stool that had already been placed in the center of the venue.
Seeing this, Yingxue was also unwilling to be the queen, and sat side by side with Dieyi.
Wait until the two of you are seated. An old lady with a brocade silk in her hand slowly walked out of the crowd and came to them.
"There's Lao Zhang's mother!" Seeing this, the two hurriedly got up, and their faces were full of respect.
The old man nodded at the two of them expressionlessly, and spread out the brocade silk.
"How could it be Mama Zhang?" Xiang'er exclaimed.
Feng Shiyan looked up and found that not only Xiang'er, but even the woman beside her was also surprised.
"Who is this mother?"
"I'll tell you!"
The woman standing next to Xiang'er came to Feng Shiyan's side and said in a low voice, "This mother...... It was the mother of Fuhuaxuan, the first Qinglou in Suzhou earlier, and now most of the mothers of Qinglou in Suzhou Mansion were brought out by her, so her status in the Fengyue world has always been very high!
"It seems that these two are really going to fight to the death this time, or they wouldn't have specially invited Zhang's mother to come out of the mountain to witness!"
Feng Shiyan looked dazed.
With a modern mind, it was hard for him to understand what they were doing.
To put it bluntly, everyone is in business, why do you have to fight to the death, everyone works together to make this cake bigger, isn't it?
"I just don't know, what is the content of their competition this time?"
On the clearing, the expressions of the two people began to become solemn, and even Na Dieyi no longer had the hippie smile she had before......
At this moment, the boy who was supporting Fengyi Pavilion before came up familiarly, "This brother, Miss, there is a small news here for everyone to refer to."
"What's the news?" Feng Shiyan looked at the person in front of him curiously.
Although he looks five big and three thick, he is the same as Wan Hongzhuang, wearing a bright robe, and his overall temperament looks full of contrast, giving people an extremely deep impression.
"By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, Xiaosheng is Yu Nemo in the east of the city!"
"Yu Nemo?"
The woman had a thoughtful look on her face, "Isn't it the ...... of the Yu family in the east of the city?"
"Hey...... Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!" Yu Nemo's face was mysterious, but his hands were swinging hard, a little like wanting to cover up.
Feng Shiyan suddenly wanted to laugh, mainly because the name Yu Nimo was a little out of place in this era, no matter how you look at it.
Sounds more like a fake foreign devil.
Seeing the puzzled look on Feng Shiyan's face, Yu Nimo explained curtly: "My father is doing the work of interpreting, so I don't know what to think at that time, so he gave me such a name."
Translation, that is, translation......
In this era, foreign exchanges are far more frequent than imagined, so the official position of interpreter came into being.
"But it doesn't matter!" Yu Nimo continued, "Back to today's theme, it is said that this time the two sides are competing in poetry!"
"Poetry?"
Feng Shiyan and the others were puzzled.
"But now, poetry has long been in decline, and even if it can be written, who knows whether the poetry is good or bad?" The woman asked, confused.
Unlike that woman, Feng Shiyan was already full of joy at this time.
I was thinking about how to pretend to be forced, but I didn't expect that someone brought a pillow just as I was about to fall asleep.
INTERVIEWER So the question is, what will be the title?
At this moment, Zhang's mother, who was standing in the center of the venue, shook the brocade silk suddenly, and the big words of poetry appeared in the center of the brocade.
"Today's competition, poetry!" Zhang's mother's voice was low, but full of momentum.
Indeed, as Yu Nimo said, the test is poetry.
There was a sudden burst of discussion around, and everyone's faces were surprised.
"Ask ......"
The old woman's voice suddenly became sharp, and it kept echoing in the air.
"Love!"
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Chapter 181: Poetry is better than free reading.