Zhou Lang looked at her in surprise.

Think about the stage environment in the front yard that I saw tonight.

I seem to understand something.

Guests who can enter the inner courtyard of the night pavilion and participate in the Oiran out of the pavilion.

All of them are noble, and any one of them is from the princely family!

Then the conditions for the Oiran to get out of the cabinet.

I'm afraid it's really not something that Yinliang can do!

I was happy for a while, but I wanted a woman to bear the consequences.

No matter how mixed Zhou Lang is, he can't do this kind of thing.

"Tell me, what are the conditions for you to leave the cabinet?"

Zhou Lang asked.

"Childe, the conditions for the concubine to leave the pavilion in the Qingye Pavilion."

"It's about the guests being able to write a poem."

"If you can win the audience and convince everyone, you can get a concubine."

"In addition, three thousand taels of silver are needed."

Jiang Lier could only say her own conditions for leaving the cabinet.

"Wow, three thousand taels of silver!"

Zhou Lang was shocked when he heard this.

The cost of the Qingye Pavilion is really a lot of money.

Just for the first time to get out of the cabinet, I need so much money!

He had already learned from Zhou Xiaoshun about the consumption level of the Great Zhou Dynasty today.

A pound of rice is only three or four copper plates.

One tael of silver is worth a penny, that is, a thousand copper plates!

One tael of silver is enough for a family of five for a whole month.

What a luxury......

"Childe, the matter of poetry."

"Let the concubine think about it herself, maybe she can fool the past."

Jiang Li'er thought that this son was frowning.

is frowning about the conditions of poetry.

But I didn't expect that it was not poetry that people were worried about, but silver......

When the Oiran came out of the pavilion, he would ask for three thousand taels of silver on the first night.

Isn't the ransom fee more than 10,000 taels of silver!

And the county king's mansion received an offering from the inner treasury in a year was only 1,000 taels of silver.

Damn, this is how to make money.

How can I earn so much money as soon as possible?

"What are the conditions for poetry?"

Zhou Lang asked.

"The poetry request given to the concubine by the pavilion master."

"It's for the guests to take the battlefield as the theme."

"The one who can write the best artistic conception of slaughter on the battlefield can get a concubine."

Jiang Lier said.

"I'll go, your Qingye Pavilion is just a place of light and wine."

"The pavilion master actually wants a poem on the theme of battlefield battle."

"Isn't it a joke......"

Zhou Lang understood the situation and couldn't help but be speechless.

"If Childe can't write poetry."

"It's better for the concubine to find a way to get through this."

Jiang Li'er lowered her head and said.

"It's okay, where is the pen and paper?"

"I'll leave you a copy of the poem."

"Survive tonight's crisis for the time being."

"Wait until I get the money together to help you redeem yourself."

Zhou Lang's eyes wandered and he had already seen the study on the other side of the small hall.

He immediately walked over and lifted his pen and dipped it in ink.

Thinking about the historical background of the current Great Zhou Dynasty......

The Great Zhou Dynasty was a dynasty he had never heard of in history.

But...... The previous dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty is somewhat similar to his historical memory.

It should be the historical background after the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms.

This also shows that the historical stage of the Great Zhou Dynasty is in.

It was almost the era of the Sui Dynasty or the beginning of the Tang Dynasty.

If you want to prostitute a peerless poem for nothing.

Here in Zhou Lang, it can be said that there are as many as you want!

With the theme of battlefield conquest, there is a ......

Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dreaming back to blow the horn company camp.

Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the outside sound.

Autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt.

But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death.

Poor no one asks!

……

Zhou Langyun's pen is like the wind, and he writes a song of Xin Qiji's breaking formation in one go.

But in the last three words of the last sentence.

He paused, and changed the pitiful white occurrence to the pitiful no one asked.

Zhou Lang knows that if you want to be a copyist, you can't just copy other people's things.

He was only seventeen years old, and he made a pitiful white appearance.

I'm afraid that some people will see through it at a glance.

As soon as these three words were changed, the artistic conception of the whole word became another meaning.

The previous descriptions should have been Xin Qiji's review of his life's battles.

There is also the sadness of unfulfilled ambitions, but old age.

But as soon as Zhou Lang changed this, it became that all of him was looking forward to fighting on the battlefield.

It's just a pity that no one gave him a chance.

Looking at the sprinkling fonts on the paper, Zhou Lang was secretly happy in his heart.

When he was in school, he was forced by his parents to go to a calligraphy interest class that he had practiced for several years.

Otherwise, it's a shame.

"Childe, this is the poem you wrote......"

"It's a good one, but the king of the world has won the merit and fame in front of him!"

Jiang Li'er was already wearing a long skirt and came to the desk in pain.

Looking at the peerless words written by this son.

There was a look of shock in her beautiful eyes!

"Okay, you take this and give it to the Pavilion Master."

"I should be able to avoid tonight's feast."

"As for the money, give me a few days to figure it out."

"I am Zhou Lang, the son of the prince of Linping County."

Zhou Lang turned around and said.

looked at the beautiful woman beside her who was disheveled.

He almost wanted to pounce again.

Holding back his heartbeat, Zhou Lang hurriedly said goodbye.

He didn't dare to go through the main entrance, so he opened the small window on one side and jumped out......

Follow the alley and find an exit.

After hiding there and waiting for a while.

Maybe those guys couldn't be found and gave up the hunt.

Or is it because the dinner party of the bride of the Qingye Pavilion officially came out of the pavilion opened.

The courtyard gradually fell silent.

Zhou Lang hurriedly rushed out and climbed over a courtyard wall.

Once again, I returned to the street at the gate of the Night Pavilion.

Zhou Xiaoshun set up the carriage and actually stayed at the door of the inn.

Zhou Lang immediately rushed over and jumped into the carriage under Xiao Shunzi's surprised gaze......

Zhou Xiaoshun hurriedly set up the carriage and left in a hurry, returning to the county king's mansion on the east side of the city.

"Shizi, were you okay just now?"

It wasn't until he was far away from the city center that Zhou Xiaoshun asked out loud.

"I'm fine, but ......"

"Why do they call me a stupid son?"

Zhou Lang asked suspiciously.

"Uh...... Shizi, it's just that they've been called since childhood. ”

"You don't have to take it personally."

"Wait, is it true that the entire royal family in the imperial city calls me a stupid prince?"

Zhou Lang frowned and asked.

"This ......"

"Yes, Shizi."

Zhou Xiaoshun replied helplessly.

"Silly son?"

"Was I really that stupid?"

Zhou Lang seemed to understand that his previous life was really an honest embryo.

I have been humiliated for so many years.

The title of the stupid prince, I'm afraid everyone in the entire imperial city knows it!

"Shizi, you are not stupid, but your temperament is too ...... It's a little mellow. ”

Zhou Xiaoshun was under Zhou Lang's constant questioning.

I honestly told the situation of my previous life one by one.

Zhou Lang in his previous life, since his mother died ten years ago.

There was no one to shelter in the huge palace of the county king.

My father was in retreat at a Taoist temple on the hill of the back house.

The operation of the county king's mansion is also controlled by the housekeeper.

The prince has no status in the house, and he is timid and afraid of things outside, and has a cowardly personality.

Being bullied just walked away with your head down.

As a result, some children of the royal family were called stupid sons.