The scale of Wucheng is much smaller than Yang Dong imagined.

This is not because Wucheng is sparsely populated, but because Wucheng itself is limited by the terrain.

Wucheng is surrounded by mountains on all sides, with only a narrow basin in the middle.

And if you want to build a city, you can only build it on flat land. Therefore, the entire Wucheng is built in a slender strip way.

From a distance, Wucheng looks like a willow leaf, lying quietly among the mountains.

After entering the city gate, Shen Laosan led Yang Dong and his party to a restaurant where he stayed.

After arranging accommodation, Shen Laosan took the initiative to invite Yang Dong to go to the direction of the Qinglou.

Seeing this, Zhu Qing's eyes couldn't help but glow with a trace of disdain.

What is there to go to in that kind of fireworks land? Compared to this, it is better to practice swordsmanship in the courtyard.

Thinking so, he turned to Zhuyu and said:

"Senior sister, I'm a little worried about Yang Gong's safety, so I'll go with the past to protect me secretly. Stay in the inn and be careful. ”

Hearing this, Zhuyu nodded lightly and said:

"Got it, brother. Then you go early and come back early, and pay attention to safety. ”

……

Wucheng, Yanfang Building,

Shen Laosan stared at Zhu Qing with disdain, and couldn't help but sneer:

"Aren't some people still saying that this kind of fireworks land is nothing fun! In that case, why did you come along? ”

Zhu Qing glanced at Shen Laosan, and said in a calm tone:

"I'm here to protect Yang Gong's safety. Besides, the land of fireworks is the easiest place to find out information. ”

"I have come here for official business, so how can I be like you, coveting beauty?"

"You, you, you pretend!"

Shen Laosan pointed at Zhuqing, trembling with anger.

He was about to open his mouth to continue sarcastic, but was interrupted by Yang Dong raising his hand.

"Okay, let's not say a word. Since it's an Oiran Contest, why does it look so calm on the outside? Isn't it because the Oiran Contest hasn't started yet? ”

Hearing Yang Dong's question, Shen Laosan and Zhu Qing decisively closed their mouths.

They are also a little curious about this question.

At this moment, the voice of the coachman came to their ears again.

"The three brothers, they are really fellow believers. It's just that I'm afraid you don't know that the Oiran Contest in this martial city is not the same as the Oiran Contest in other places. ”

The coachman said, and kept up with Yang Dong and the others very familiarly.

He didn't know where to pull out a cookcake, and as he nibbled on it, he explained vaguely.

"When you hear the name of Wucheng, you can also hear something when you think about it."

"Our martial city is named after the word 'Wu'. Therefore, the people of Wucheng are very good, basically regardless of men and women, young and old, they can compare twice. ”

"And this Oiran Contest in Wucheng is also based on this principle. If you want to win the favor of Oiran, in addition to poetry and songs, you must also have extraordinary martial arts talents. ”

Hearing this, Yang Dong's eyes lit up slightly.

Compared with poetry and songs, he is still a little empty. Because Da Zhou has a lot of poems and songs, they all overlap with the previous life.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if you recited a poem that had been famous in the Great Zhou for a long time?

But if it is a martial arts competition, Yang Dongke will come to the spirit.

On the one hand, his current martial arts cultivation is already a master of the Eight Classics.

Of course, there is another reason, and that is that Oiran tournaments generally have an age limit.

At his age, he can reach the cultivation of a great martial artist. Not to mention that it is unique, at least it can be regarded as a one-in-a-million master.

What's more, he has a secret weapon!

With that pink true qi, even in the face of a master of the Martial Sect realm, it is not completely without the power to fight!

Thinking of this, he took out a piece of silver from his cuff and handed it to the groom.

"Please tell us more about the Oiran Contest."

The groom put away the broken silver, and the smile on his face was almost folded.

Lao Tzu really guessed correctly, these outsiders admired the beauty of Doulu Oiran at first glance, so they came here.

For the sake of your generous shots, then Lao Tzu will be reluctant to make it difficult for me, so I will introduce it to you!

He thought so in his heart, but a flattering smile appeared on his face.

"If you want to come to a few nobles, I'm afraid you don't know. This Oiran Contest in Martial City requires a ticket. Do you have tickets? ”

"This thing still needs a ticket?"

When Shen Laosan heard this, a look of doubt appeared on his face.

He has traveled for many years and has participated in several Oiran competitions. But I've never heard of it, and you still need a ticket to participate in the Oiran Tournament.

He subconsciously glared at the groom and asked with a suspicious face:

"Hey, you groom, but you're deceiving me?"

"Lao Tzu has participated in many Oiran competitions, but I have never heard of anyone who needs a ticket!"

Seeing that Shen Laosan's face was full of meat, the horseman immediately lowered his head and trembled: 33

"The nobles don't know that the Oiran Contest in Wucheng does require tickets. However, the tickets are not expensive, only one or two silver is enough. ”

"Honorable man, look over there, it's where tickets are sold."

"I didn't lie to you!"

Shen Laosan followed the voice and looked, and sure enough, when he saw the location on the first floor of the Qinglou, he opened a small opening, and wrote the words "Oiran Contest Ticket Sales".

"Okay, then I'll buy a ticket, Yang Gong, you wait here for a while."

Hearing this, Yang Dong bowed slightly, immediately looked at the groom, and continued to ask:

"Since it's a competition, there has to be a charter. How can you tell me? ”

The groom coughed lightly, cleared his throat and said:

"The rules of our Oiran Contest in Wucheng are actually extremely simple, and there are only three levels in total. The first level is poetry and songs, as long as you can write a poem and get the approval of the Oiran, you can be considered to have passed. ”

"As for the second level, it's a martial arts competition. Because of the martial arts competition, there is a certain danger. Therefore, we will ask the town guard general of Wucheng as a referee to conduct a martial arts competition. There are no special rules for the martial arts competition, but there is only one point, you can't hurt people's lives, otherwise the results will be canceled, and they will be sent to the yamen, and the city lord will be convicted. ”

Hearing this, Yang Dong bowed slightly.

Such a competition is in line with common sense.

"The first two levels, I have a general understanding. What about the third level, what is the competition? ”

Hearing this, a strange color appeared on the groom's cheeks.

"This third level, the content of the competition is a little special."

"Actually, to be honest, I don't know how to describe it. In short, the third level will be decided by the Oiran and given to every contestant. The question can be easy or difficult. It's all about whether the Oiran has an eye for the player. ”

Some people died, but not completely......