Qiao Chen'an thought for a while, and many good texts that he had read in his previous life already appeared in his heart, and he chanted loudly: "On cold nights, guests come to tea as wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling and red. Usually the same as the moon in front of the window, there are plum blossoms that are different. ”

This time it was just to get the qualification to enter the ship, but there was no need to take out those famous poems as soon as they came up, just chant a poem at will, and pass the test.

Liu Shan and the others didn't expect him to be able to make a poem that conformed to the proposition so quickly, all of them changed their faces, pondered the words and sentences, and found that although they didn't add rhetoric, they were catchy, as if narrating the trivial things in life, telling the story, with a unique charm, and secretly saying that this Qiao Chen'an really has some ability, and he is not a wasted person.

As for the two women in charge of the reception, although their faces were still calm, their hearts were a little shaken, although they were arranged here to receive the guests on the ship, and to test the talents of the people, but more often than not, they were just pretentious.

As long as the poems made by the people are not too bad, they are generally allowed to pass, and the large group of self-proclaimed scholars next to them are only a few people who really make poems worth reading, which makes the two of them contemptible, and feel that the talents of Hangzhou City have no real talent and learning.

But Qiao Chen'an made a good poem in a moment, it seems that he has some real talent and learning, but he can't be underestimated like others.

But that's all, no matter what, this person's literary talent is definitely not as good as his own miss, in their opinion, his own young lady is much more powerful than those showmen!

The woman on the left spoke: "Childe, congratulations to Childe for passing the customs, and now you can enter the boat!"

Liu Shan came to the front at this time and said, "Brother Qiao has only learned, I really admire the little brother, let's go!"

Qiao Chenan nodded silently and stepped forward, and the group of people unconsciously slowed down by half a beat, following behind him, like an entourage of guards, half a step weaker in terms of momentum alone.

Liu Shan wanted to stand up and step forward, but when he looked up at the tall back, he suddenly felt a sense of tension in his heart, and the momentum that he had finally lifted was weakened again, so he had to follow Qiao Chen'an slowly, playing the role of a guide.

Along the way, the sound of drums in my ears was everywhere, like the sound of a fairy sound, so cheerful, and soon everyone walked to a room in the deepest part of the painting boat, Liu Shan said: "This is the place!"

Qiao Chen'an stepped into the room, only to see that the room was dressed up elegantly, with poems and paintings hanging on the wall, sandalwood burning on both sides, exuding a faint fragrance, dozens of small tables were lined up on both sides, and the deepest main seat was a large small table, with two stoves.

There were already more than ten people seated in the room, and most of them were students from other academies, but Qiao Chen'an, the one on the far right, had some impressions, and seemed to be a famous talent in Yuezhou.

Seeing him coming, the man smiled slightly, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and he looked very handsome and elegant, with a graceful demeanor.

Everyone came, and after a group of people greeted each other, they sat down one after another, I don't know if it was intentional, Qiao Chen'an's seat was in the first place on the left-hand side, which corresponded to Zhang Mingcheng's position.

Soon, there were small maids in Tsing Yi who sent good melons, fruits and dishes, and there were more maids wearing light clothes and graceful postures on both sides, quite like the ancients chatting about wine and expressing their feelings freely.

It's just that the main seat of the leader is still empty, and there is not half a figure in sight.

Qiao Chen said with peace of mind that this person's shelf was quite big, and suddenly felt that someone next to him pulled his sleeve, and turned his head to look only to find that it was a man dressed in gray, with a slightly dark complexion and a somewhat tough face, who looked like he was about thirty years old.

"You...... What do you say your name is?!"

Qiao Chenan was startled when he heard this, his eyes widened, and he said subconsciously.

Ning Caichen was startled by Qiao Chen'an's sudden movements, paused for a moment, and then said, "In Xia Ning Caichen, is there anything strange?"

"No, no ......"

Qiao Chenan shook his head, couldn't help but look Ning Caichen on his side up and down, and secretly said This is the well-known figure, whose popularity is not much weaker than Xu Xian, but he didn't expect to call himself to run into it, this world is really chaotic.

Ning Caichen was uncomfortable being stared at by Qiao Chen'an, and said in his heart, is this person as good as Long Yang, thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a chill, and he had a layer of goosebumps all over his body, and his expression was full of disgust.

Seeing this, Qiao Chenan knew that the other party had misunderstood him, and hurriedly said, "Brother Ning is a member of the Zhejiang Jinhua clan?"

Ning Caichen nodded and wondered, "Exactly, how does Brother Qiao know?"

Qiao Chenan said: "I have a friend whose home is not far from Jinhua, and I have long heard that there is a talented man named Ning Caichen in Jinhua, but I didn't expect to meet here today!"

Ning Caichen let go of the doubts in his heart and said with a smile: "I dare not be ashamed, Brother Qiao is really ashamed of me, compared to you, what is my little learning!"

The two talked very happily in detail, Qiao Chenan knew that Ning Caichen was a student who entered the last class, and he didn't have many friends in the academy.

Everyone ate some melons, fruits, food, and gossip, but the woman named Yaoqin did not come for a long time, but surprisingly, there was no impatience on the faces of everyone in the house, as if they had expected this situation for a long time.

Qiao Chenan frowned and said, "This Yaoqin girl is inevitably too big, right!?"

Ning Caichen said with a smile: "Brother Chen'an, wait patiently, Miss Yaoqin is not an ordinary woman, how can she be easily seen? Even if a famous talent comes, he may have to have a closed meal!"

Qiao Chen'an was surprised when he heard this: "No, isn't it? Isn't it possible to see it after paying the money......?"

When he said this, he didn't deliberately lower his voice, so almost everyone present heard it, and the atmosphere in the room was stagnant, Ning Caichen hurriedly whispered: "Brother Qiao, this is a bad word, Miss Yaoqin is a recognized Oiran in the whole of Hangzhou!

As soon as the words fell, one person in the hall said: "Hmph, where did this mediocre person come from, he didn't understand the rules at all, and disturbed our interest!"

"If this is heard by Miss Yaoqin, we are afraid that we will never have a chance to see the beauty again!"

There was a look of displeasure on everyone's faces, Qiao Chenan didn't expect that his unintentional words would bring such a big hatred, it seems that this Oiran named Yaoqin is simply like a big star in later generations, and there are really a lot of die-hard fans.

A group of people all stared at him with unkind faces, like that, as if he had done something angry and resentful, Ning Caichen smiled bitterly, looked at Qiao Chenan with a helpless face, and said in his heart This really dares to say anything, he is more courageous than the sky, and today he can be regarded as having seen it.

If he is the second in terms of the ability to offend people, I am afraid that no one will dare to call him the first.

Everyone was eager to invite him out immediately, but Zhang Mingcheng on the opposite side suddenly said: "Brother Qiao is from Qiantang, I guess I haven't encountered such a battle, it is only with words that Meng Lang will be a little visible, you give me Zhang a thin face, don't blame him too much!"

Zhang Mingcheng is obviously quite famous among everyone, many people know him, and they all nodded when they heard the words, and this matter can be regarded as being revealed for the time being, but there are still many people staring at Qiao Chen'an who is sitting in the first place with unkind eyes.

Qiao Chenan doesn't care about this, he has a very thick skin, and he won't lose a piece of meat when he is stared at, whoever likes to stare at it!

But in his heart, he had another evaluation of Zhang Mingcheng in front of him, although this person seemed to be relieving him, but his words were all hinting that he was a hillbilly who had never seen the world.

Zhang Mingcheng looked at Qiao Chen'an opposite, sneering in his heart, he took a lot of effort before coming this time to invite Yaoqin to come forward, not only to see the beauty of the beauty, but also to take this opportunity to humiliate Qiao Chen'an, but he didn't expect that he hadn't made a move yet, but this fool had already offended everyone present and Yaoqin, it seems that tonight's purpose can be easily achieved.

After Ning Caichen's explanation, Qiao Chenan understood the current situation a little, the scholars of this era generally like to visit the Qinglou when they have nothing to do, lingering in the fireworks and dust, even the officials of the DPRK and the Central Committee, and the celebrities of the party are like this, which has almost become a special cultural phenomenon.

It is in response to that sentence that since ancient times, there are many famous people.

Yaoqin is a famous Oiran in Hangzhou, the limelight is incomparable, and it is naturally the object of thousands of people, I don't know how many people are willing to spend a lot of money, just to smile, but even so, there are a lot of people who can't even see Yaoqin's face.

To put it bluntly, it's a bit similar to a modern first-line actress.

As soon as I entered the Qinglou, I threw down a pile of gold without saying a word, and then there was an old mother who led a large number of people to line up for you to choose, which was a "prostitute", not a "prostitute".

Especially like Yaoqin, the top in the industry, a place of Oiran, they have long gone beyond the scope of ordinary "prostitutes", satisfying all the fantasies of a man for women, if they want to marry, the people in line are afraid that they can block the whole street.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, peerless appearance, can sing and dance, be empathetic, go to the hall, and get a big bed......

Even they have undergone extremely strict training since childhood, and their talents are much higher than those of ordinary lifters, and many scholars sigh to themselves.

How can such a flawless, in modern terms, both white and rich, and highly educated, let you take it in your hands casually?!

If you want to steal the heart of a beauty, you not only have to spend countless money, but also spend a lot of energy, the most important thing is that people have to look up to you, a combination of various factors, this is the slightest chance to hold the beauty, and be turned red!

......

The hall was full of whispers, and suddenly a crisp female voice suddenly came from the inner room behind the hall: "Yaoqin has seen your sons!"