The sound of the zither is like the wind, sad and mournful, blowing through the hollow valley and the orchid, with pathos, one string and one string, pouring into people's hearts.

"A lifetime of generations, a couple,

Fighting for religion in two places has ecstasy.

Lovesick and not blind date, who is the spring for the sky?

Pulp to the blue bridge easy to beg,

It is difficult to run into a blue sea.

If you visit Oxford, you will forget about poverty."

The song is like a lonely cloud, rolling with the wind, desolate and lonely, like a cry of sorrow and grabbing the earth, more like a dream under despair.

There were not many words, Yan Ran'er repeated them.

The listener does not feel burdened, but is deeply immersed in it, and it is difficult to extricate himself for a long time.

People are so strange that it is difficult to empathize with joyful things, but they often sympathize with sorrow and sorrow.

Singing over and over again, Yan Ran'er seemed to be enchanted, even though the strings of the zither cut her fingertips and blood beads splashed everywhere, she didn't realize it, and it became more and more intense.

Until the strings could not bear this sadness, Mu Ran stretched.

For a long time, near the fairy pavilion, it is as quiet as the wilderness, and people are like puppet terracotta figurines, waiting to enter the tomb to accompany the burial.

The wind is blowing, the shadows of the trees are waving, and the lights are dim.

On the stage, Yan Ran'er supported the case with both hands, swayed and got up, but sat back down, and stood up after some effort.

She staggered and knocked over the zither on the case, but she didn't look at it, and after recognizing the direction of the government, she bowed deeply.

"Your Highness's great kindness, the slave family is unforgettable, although Pu Liu's capital does not dare to be abrupt and noble, he is also willing to be a cow and a horse, and a slave and a maid to repay."

Fortunately, Yan Ran'er is still a little self-aware, and she didn't dare to say that she would promise herself.

Her approach may seem exaggerated, but it's actually normal.

A wonderful word, for the woman in the Qinglou, it is no less than the famous song of the star of later generations.

Not only has he become the world's top celebrity, but he can also stay for thousands of years with his poetry.

And if they can be on the list of talented and celebrities for life, it is one of their best destinations.

Therefore, everyone present could understand Yan Ran'er's excitement at this time.

It's just that Zhao Mengqi touched his nose and wanted to say that you were in the wrong direction.

Then I couldn't help but think that if I wasn't attached to the prince, but an ordinary person, I might be able to eat and drink in this era without worrying by relying on poetry.

Well, you don't have to worry about sleeping, you can be a groom with a poem, and it's beautiful.

At this moment, there was a muffled thunder in the sky.

When I looked up, the moon was in the sky.

Only then did the audience wake up from a dream and return to their normal thoughts.

"Good! Wonderful! Absolutely!"

Zhou Mi clapped his hands and shouted, blushing on his face, like drinking mellow syrup, "A couple from generation to generation in a lifetime, fighting for two ecstasy. This sentence is as clear as the words, without the slightest decoration, with a plain face to the sky, and a heavenly background."

"I have never thought in my heart between my eyebrows, the words are astonishingly scrutinized, and the poetry is just blurted out, and there is no other reason."

"It seems to be a pale and rapid confession of affection, but there is a pathos that calls for heaven and earth."

"His Royal Highness's technique, has returned to the basics, close to the Tao, such a talent, in the next may be difficult to look at in this life, if you insist on evaluation, this painting Tang Chun is a hundred times better than the next one, if it is the same rank, it is an insult to the world!"

Wang Yisun was also fascinated, and then said in a thoughtful voice, "What Brother Gongjin said, I deeply feel the same way below, and His Royal Highness King Yan's talent is really a mountain to look up to."

"There are few short words in the small order, and it is most taboo to use the dictionary frequently, but His Royal Highness has the pen to do, and no matter how taboo there are, you must retreat!"

"The Blue Bridge, the Running Moon, and Drinking Oxford, are all love stories, but they are metaphors for the past, present, and future......

After listening to their reading comprehension, Zhao Mengqi felt a little confused, in just a few dozen words, there are so many doorways?

He was a porter, and he didn't know if Nalan thought so, so he had to pinch his chin and pretend to be profound.

Wang Yisun continued, "

I will never dare to be in the same league as His Highness."

After speaking, he looked at Wu Wenying, and Zhou Mi was the same.

Wu Wenying saw that she couldn't hide it, so she shook her head with a wry smile, "The old man took the liberty to say a few words, the word is straightforward, generous, and vividly presents the feelings of fruitless love and even grief for a lifetime, without the slightest woman-like euphemism, expressing that even if you can't stay together, you still retain a trace of longing."

"This is indeed a rare and excellent work, and the two of you are also geniuses, even if they are incomparable for a while, but they are still young, and the future is promising."

Zhou Mi and Wang Yisun thought that this was forcible comfort, what is still young, His Royal Highness King Yan is only fifteen, that is even younger!

Finding that the faces of the two were a little disapproving, Wu Wenying was also a little embarrassed, thought for a while and said, "It is indeed a little inappropriate to list the three songs together, the old man suggested that the painting Tangchun be raised by one level and counted three hundred, what do you think?"

In fact, whether it is a hundred or three hundred, it has no effect on the ranking of the flower list, but the literati have the same name, so they pay more attention to these.

Regarding Wu Wenying's suggestion, among the five judges, Zhou Mi certainly agreed, and Zhou Chengji also raised his hand to welcome it.

Zhang Shu had gloom in his eyes, and Tang Anan could not get the title of Oiran, which was greatly detrimental to the plan behind him.

Right now, King Yan should have noticed Tang An'an, so it doesn't matter if he has an Oiran or not.

However, the other person involved in the plan is the best in the world, and if Tang An'an is not an Oiran, I am afraid that it will be easy to get into his eyes, and he will not even have the interest to meet him.

However, now, the result can no longer be changed, no matter whether Yan Wang's lyrics are one hundred or three hundred, Yan Ran'er is the first.

Niang Xipi, a busy, extremely well-planned, but because of dozens of words from Yanwang, it just ended up empty, just making a wedding dress for her, what is this called!?

Let's think about a remedy.

After thinking about it helplessly, Zhang Shu could only express his approval, and then Wu Ji and Zhang Yi also nodded.

Soon, the results of the three leaders came out, Yan Ran'er was three hundred and ninety-four, Tang An'an was one hundred and eighty-nine, and Ji Ni was one hundred and thirty-eight.

Tang Anxin secretly hated himself for being too reckless, if he hadn't made a choice too early, he would definitely receive more poems, not to mention anything else, just Wang Yisun's slow voice, containing the word Ling Bo, was obviously also written for her, but it was finally given to Ji Ni.

It may not be that he is greedy for rewards, but great talents generally have the stinky problem of preferring to be the head of a chicken rather than an oxtail, Wang Yisun admits that his words are no worse than those of Zhoumi, of course, he does not want to invest in Tang An'an's hands, and lives under Zhoumi.

Otherwise, Tang Anan has two top-class songs, plus a few medium-grade grades, and it is likely that he will have a chance to compete against each other.

Seeing the Oiran in her hand, Yan Ran'er was full of spirits, couldn't hide her smile, and squinted at the timing dripping.

It's just over half an hour before the final time limit, and with such a disparity in the ratio, I'm afraid that the king of heaven is coming, and it will be difficult to change the final ranking.

For such a result, Lu Shikui's face was uncertain, he didn't care very much about the failure of the Zhang family's plan, anyway, it was not caused by him.

What he cares about is Yan Ran'er, a woman!

There may be an element of obsession, but more of it should be a strong possessiveness.

Now that Yan Ran'er can win the championship, although he also has the credit of 100,000 yuan, it is the words of King Yan that play a decisive role.

With his understanding of Yan Ran'er, there is a high probability that what she promised before will not be fulfilled.

In addition, Yan Ran'er's various performances today hurt his self-esteem very much, making his heart rise with anger, and even hated King Yan.

Here, Gu Qing, who was born as a scholar, also admired King Yan's talent.

"Ah Lang doesn't write words, it's just a blockbuster, the last one can turn over and become the first, this so-called Oiran belonging, it's all in Ah Lang's thoughts. Hehe, look at that cardinal's face full of gloom, it seems that his plan has failed, and he is uncomfortable."

"Oh... Really?" Zhao Mengqi raised his eyes and could see Zhang Shu's side face, "It's really a bit stinky, otherwise, let's be good people and help him."

Put?"

"Huh?" Gu Qing was stunned and puzzled, "Ah Lang, although it is not clear what the Zhang family wants to do, but they deliberately climbed Jiang Niangzi, it is difficult to say that they did not have any intentions for Ah Lang, and now that he is frustrated, it is not a bad thing for us."

"With the Zhang family having so much land, I don't think they will have any kindness to me, so I have to find out what they want to do."

Zhao Mengqi touched his chin, his eyes flashed, "Instead of letting them be frustrated and conspire again, it's better to interview and find out...... The enemy who jumps out is not terrible, but the poisonous snake hiding in the darkness is deadly."

Gu Qing thought for a moment, "Ah Lang is reasonable, and it is also a way to solve the conspiracy."

Anyway, after careful inspection, the possibility of the Hongmen Banquet has been largely ruled out, and the safety of King Yan is not too worried.

Then, Gu Qing reacted, "Ah Lang, the gang you said, shouldn't you have made a new word!?"

"What's so surprising, isn't it just lyrics, just have hands..."

Zhao Mengqi forced words, Gu Qing only felt his brain buzzing, and his breath was blocked in his throat, swallowing or spitting.

At this time, another poem was sent, saying that it was for Tang An'an.

Tang An'an's eyes lit up, as if he saw a life-saving straw, although he knew that it was unrealistic, he still couldn't help but fantasize that this poem could surpass Huatangchun.

It's a pity that Wu Wenying only gave a moderate evaluation, which shattered her last illusion.

The thunder on the horizon was louder, and a gentle drizzle drifted with the wind, like a mist in the moonlight.

There was still some drip left to finish dripping, but Zhang Shu was a little impatient and stood up.

"I don't think there will be any words to deliver, and even if there is, it won't help, it's all raining, so let's evaluate it."

In fact, it is just a little shower, and it will soon disappear, even if it does not stop for a while, this rare moon rain can be regarded as a romantic taste, and it will not affect the people in the open air at all.

However, Zhang Shu is a judge, and he is still the owner of this South Park, and no one disagrees with his opinion.

Immediately, after the other judges exchanged glances, Zhou Chengji stood up, "Today's Oiran Conference is very successful, the leaders of the line have brought us a pleasing performance, and the amazing poems have also made us feel that this trip is worthwhile, as for the final result, it is also obvious to all, of course, according to the rules, the official still has to officially announce it."

"The champion of this year's flower list is the ...... of the splendid building"

At this moment, a voice that was very familiar to Zhou Chengji sounded, "Wait! Isn't there some time?"

P. I saw a curse in the comment area today, and I was quite speechless.

I admit that I don't write very well, some people don't like to read it, they think it's not good, it's normal, if you point out a mistake, I thank you.

But you and I have no grievances or hatreds, so why should we hurt others?

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