Yang Shu took a sip of wine and glanced at the stage, the ordinary singing and dancing had been withdrawn, and now it was basically a solo show.

Those who can go on stage are not bad in appearance, and at this point, the competition is talent.

Before coming, Yang Shu did an understanding, of course, he knew that the qin lady Xie Xuxu, the head card of the painting boat, the appearance of the flowers and the moon, a song of the piano, around the beam for three days.

Yang Shu's target tonight is her.

The more time passed, the people in the cabin became visibly excited.

Yang Shu looked at the girl who was splashing ink and painting on it with great interest, and the scholars in long robes were regular customers, and they had already pondered at this time.

When the painting is finished, the girl will come up with a question, and if it suits her heart, she will be able to talk to her at night.

Luckily, I won't have to go back tonight.

A quarter of an hour later, a picture of the snow scene of Aomei was painted, and the praise came one after another, all trying to show their literary brilliance and demeanor, trying to leave a good impression on the beauty.

The girl saluted and went down from the stage, and as soon as she left, the scroll hanging on it was unfolded, and a large snow word was made to ensure that everyone could see it.

"Why don't you move?" The young man pondered and touched Yang Shu's arm, "Try it, in case I choose you." ”

"Wait."

The young man smiled, "It's the first time I've come, and I'm like you, I think the latter is better, and if I am chosen, I can't start writing." ”

"But after coming a few times, I knew that I was too worried, there are a lot of talented people here, and the more fierce the competition will be, and it will not be my turn at all."

"So, try every show, and it's also a beautiful thing to have a song that gets into their eyes, and it won't come in vain."

"Thank you, Brother Zhao, but I want to see Xie Xu now."

Through the mask, the young man couldn't see Yang Shu's expression, and when he saw his insistence, he stopped persuading.

For the first time, it is inevitable that I am arrogant and feel that others are inferior to myself.

After the half-pillar incense was burned, everyone's poems were put away by the maids.

At the end of the next performance, the maid will hold the chosen poem and tell the guests that if they want to look down, they can go to the girl's room with the maid.

But there weren't many people going, and everyone wanted to see Xie Xuxu.

The people on the stage were one after another, and the night gradually deepened, and Xie Xu finally lived up to his expectations and came on the stage.

"Isn't it beautiful?" The young man's eyes were obsessed, and he said to Yang Shu.

Long legs and thin waist, hands like soft wattles, skin like clotted fat, willow eyebrows and nose, it is indeed beautiful.

Yang Shu glanced at the fanatical people around him, and stroked the paper in front of him, three hundred Tang poems, the first one is a fine one, if he can't be in the limelight, he hangs himself on the southeast branch.

Closing his eyes and listening to the sound of the piano, Yang Shu, a layman, had to praise his superb piano skills.

As soon as the sound of the piano stopped, the atmosphere of the scene instantly froze, and everyone stared at the scroll, waiting for it to fall.

It seems that if you look at it a second earlier, you can be warm and intimate with the beauty Hibiscus.

"Bamboo?"

Yang Shu looked at the big characters on the high platform, and raised the corners of his mouth, this poem is a good title, he doesn't need to revise it.

After taking two sips of wine calmly, Yang Shu picked up the pen, and after being covered with ink, he began to write.

As usual, it was half a pillar of incense, and after the paper was put away, everyone waited anxiously, looking forward to it.

was selected by Xie Xuxu, but not only can he talk face-to-face with the beauty, but the most important thing will be greatly improved.

"See, all of them are scholars." The young man motioned for Yang Shu to look to the left.

At the end of the show, the people who were previously selected will not stay any longer and go to the girls' boudoirs with the maids.

"Before they are confirmed, they will all let the maids look at people, unless the poetry is really good, otherwise it is impossible for the boy in a fancy costume to be chosen."

Yang Shu tapped his fingers on his thighs, "Brother Zhao, in Fengyue place, shouldn't there be a well-established son?" ”

"The taste of the painting boat girl is different, so she loves sourness." The young man said helplessly.

Yang Shu's eyes were raised, and he smiled, who is fond of sour Confucianism, these people are just valuable.

Jian'an, but where the land is sought after by the sons of the family and the literati, which one is simple to do business?

Not only are the people of their own country ill-intentioned, but other countries are also involved.

Just this kind of stall, Yang Shu is not answered.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

The young man's face was excited, "I don't know if it's Shi Gong or Luo Hongwen." ”

Young people have a very deep sense of self and do not have any hope in themselves.

Shi Gong and Luo Hongwen are frequent visitors to the painting boat, talented and good-looking, Xie Xu chooses people, basically the two of them choose the middle.

"Dare to ask which one is Jiang Gongzi?" The maid bowed and said in a loud voice, although she asked, her eyes fell on Yang Shu.

The paper is collected in order and is easy to deduce.

"Jiang Gongzi?"

Everyone was stunned, where did this pop up? Among the famous talents in Jian'an, there is no surname Jiang, they look around.

"What does she look at you?" The young man looked left and right, and made sure that the maid was looking at Yang Shu.

"Maybe my surname is Jiang."

"That's right." The young man nodded, then his eyes widened, and his face was suspicious, "Your surname is Jiang?!" ”

"Yes, Egawa."

As he spoke, Yang Shu stood up and walked forward.

The young man's mouth opened, and he was stunned, the boy he chatted with casually was so capable!

No wonder he refused to write in front of him!

I thought that this kid thought of himself highly, how did he know that people were really poetic!

As Yang Shu walked around, everyone's eyes looked over, looking at the white mask on his face, his brows furrowed slightly, what is the origin of this guy? How come you've never heard of it before?

"Jiang Gongzi, please."

The maid saluted and led the way.

As soon as they left, the cabin immediately became noisy, and they all asked Yang Shu's identity.

But the young man only knew that Yang Shu came to Jian'an for the first time, and when he was a friend, how could the young man do so much to understand.

Following the maid, Yang Shu entered Xie Xuxu's boudoir.

Xie Xu is famous, there are many suitors, and she brings a lot of passengers to the painting boat, although she is on the boat, but her room is extremely elegantly furnished, compared to the noble lady, it is not much worse.

When Yang Shu entered the house, Xie Xu was still reading poetry.

"Jiang Gongzi." Xie slowly raised his head, raised his lips and smiled, his posture was not arrogant, nor was he cowardly.

"Your poems are excellently written."

"Miss Xie has vision." Yang Shu was not modest and praised back.

Xie Xu was slightly stunned, smiled a little, and poured tea for Yang Shu.

"Where is Childe from?"

"I'm from the country, tonight, I just want to meet the talent of the Yan country, to be honest, not as good as me."

Yang Shu stood up, "I have seen it, I will not stay longer, so as not to have unnecessary misunderstandings." ”

Yang Shu walked very simply, it didn't take more than three minutes before and after, the maid waiting in the house was dumbfounded, how many people wanted to come in, but they couldn't ask for it, he actually left like this?

"Girl?" The maid looked at Xie Xuxu.

Xie Xu took a sip of tea and spit out a word, "Check." ”

"Look, Egawa!"

When the people who walked out saw Yang Shu, they couldn't help but shout.

"Why did he come out so soon?" Someone asked in confusion.

"It's not going to be lustful, it's blasted out, right?"

As soon as these words came out, they were immediately refuted, "How can the painting boat treat unruly people so politely." ”

"His poems have been put in, do you want to take a look?"

"Let's go." A crowd of people crowded towards the high platform.