The Oiran Conference is a romantic event for the best men to pursue the most beautiful women. ◇↓Although after a hundred years of tradition, it has become a bit of a formality, but the key point has not changed after all, how can there be a reason for women to participate in the Oiran Conference?

Especially this woman is quite arrogant, even Yan Zhongmu, the hero of the Hanjiang River who was invited by Zhang Gongzi with a lot of money, was easily defeated, which is not only a destruction of tradition, but also a contempt for all the men present.

Zhang Gongzi, who bore the first blow to the bad luck, was naturally even more angry, if he didn't think that he was not Ouyang Ziyu's opponent, he was afraid that he would not blame Ye Xingyuan, but would spray at Ouyang Ziyu in the ring.

Ouyang Ziyu won the ring, and when she was proud, she suddenly heard that her identity as a woman disguised as a man was exposed, and she was very impatient and unreasonable: "What if I am a woman? Is there a rule that women are not allowed to participate in the Oiran Conference?"

She tore off the crown strap on her head with her hand, and a green silk poured down, showing her skin and snow, her eyes and teeth, although these beauties spoke a little strongly, no one refuted them for a while.

Everyone thought about it carefully, and it seems that there is really no rule that prohibits women from participating in the Oiran Tournament, and the sages who made the rules in the first place would have thought that there was a special rule that would not allow women to participate.

Since there is indeed no rule that women are not allowed to participate, is the beauty in front of her reasonable or unreasonable?

Zhang Gongzi was speechless for a while, and someone next to him muttered: "This kind of beauty is not a little weaker than the Oiran, and this is still to compete for the opportunity to meet the Oiran, but how can the men deal with themselves? Could it be that this opportunity was taken away by a woman this year?"

Someone retorted: "This is wrong, this young lady came with Ye Gongzi, presumably she must be a personal person, I can only say that Ye Gongzi is really lucky, and he can enjoy all the happiness and happiness."

Ye Xingyuan couldn't cry or laugh, but fortunately, Miss Ouyang hadn't reacted at this time, he hurriedly came to the stage and pulled down Ouyang Ziyu, who was still proud. By the way, he urged the old deacon: "Old man, I have won for a while, I dare not delay the progress of the conference, please continue quickly!"

The old deacon woke up like a dream, he was still worried about Ye Xingyuan's qualifications before, but unexpectedly, a woman with swordsmanship like a god appeared, which made Ye Xingyuan out of the limelight again. This sub-hole card emerges endlessly, and it becomes more and more mysterious, this kind of character can really be recruited by her own lady?

At this point, he didn't want to have more complications, so he vaguely passed, "The Oiran Conference only prohibits age, and it is forbidden to men and women, since Ye Gongzi can make this little lady willing to contribute, this one will be considered a victory." The others started the lottery!"

The old deacon and the mud, others naturally didn't want to pursue it, only Zhang Gongzi was depressed in his chest, and he couldn't get angry when he looked at Yan Zhongmu, who was pale. The character he invited with a lot of money is this kind of virtue?

Fortunately, Yan Zhongmu knew the current affairs, and he didn't dare to put on a heroic stand anymore when he was beaten, so he leaned in front of Zhang Gongzi and whispered: "The villain's left-handed sword is also still available, and he can always ensure that Gongzi passes." ”

After receiving Zhang Gongzi's money and taking the prefect's line, Yan Zhongmu didn't dare to mess up the messenger. Now, although my wrist bone hurts my heart, I have to finish the task I took with tears in my eyes.

He didn't brag, the heroes of the Han River did have some real kung fu, although they couldn't even make a move in front of Ouyang Ziyu, a female sword fairy, but the scholar who had no preparation for the fight still caught it, even if it was only with one hand.

After the first loss, Yan Zhongmu endured the pain and won three more games in a row, and finally grabbed the last ticket to the painting boat for Zhang Gongzi.

Ye Xingyuan's result was a well-deserved first, in fact, after Ouyang Ziyu defeated Yan Zhongmu in one move, the opponents in the draw did not hesitate to abstain.

Everyone is not stupid, after abstaining from the loser's group, there is still a chance to turn over, but if you are injured by this woman, you can't cry, not everyone has the left-handed sword kung fu of the Han River hero.

Ding Huakui was also speechless in the face of this result, she thought that people always have weaknesses, and it is impossible to be decathlon. And Ye Xingyuan is a son of a poor family, without that resource, both civil and military cultivation, it is impossible for kendo to be outstanding. In addition, he is not from Fucheng, and he has been in Hanjiang Mansion for a short time, and his family wealth is not rich, so he can't invite any masters.

Therefore, Ding Huakui had the intention to put Ye Xingyuan in an embarrassment, and then secretly offered help to let him barely pass the test, so that in the final poetry meeting, he would be more active in speaking.

I never thought that among the useless pig teammates around Ye Xingyuan, there were still female masters hidden! As a result, the third level became Ye Xingyuan's most relaxed level!

Ding Oiran habitually flicked the bead curtain, muttered for a long time, today's world is surging, I can't imagine that there are such unpredictable talents in this Hanjiang Mansion, it seems that the big era of his premonition is really coming.

The three levels of the Oiran Conference are completely over. To be honest, this Oiran Conference has only achieved Ye Xingyuan's fame alone, and the three levels are different, and all of them can take the first place, which is very rare in previous conferences.

If it weren't for everyone to know, Ye Xingyuan was just a powerless and powerless boy from the countryside, I am afraid that he would have already started to talk about the shady curtain behind the conference - I have to say that this result is too much like a shady curtain that deliberately helps people to brush up their fame!

Arithmetic first, calligraphy first, kendo first, among which arithmetic and calligraphy are all done by him personally, plus the nine poems of Mingdongfu City not long ago, what else will Ye Xingyuan not do?

As for why Ye Xingyuan didn't do it himself in the third game, the rumors in the market are different, some people say vividly, "Ye Gongzi, his cultivation is extremely high, and he is already a first-class figure of the Sword Immortal, but he is a dignified scholar, how can he personally end up fighting with others?"

Therefore, only one young girl with a pendulum was sent to the end, and with just one sword, Yan Zhongmu, the hero of the Han River, was scared to the point of urine, kneeling on the ground and calling his aunt and grandmother. It turns out that this little girl ring is the little junior sister of Yan Daxia's ancestor, you can count Ye Gongzi's generation!"

This kind of rumor is popular with the general public, because Yan Zhongmu is rampant in the township, his own reputation and popularity are not very good, so everyone adds fuel and vinegar to deliberately derogatory. This matter became more and more mysterious, and as a result, most of the people in Hanjiang Mansion regarded Ye Xingyuan as a hidden senior.

When Zhang Gongzi got off the boat and heard this rumor, he was so angry that he almost swallowed Yan Zhongmou. Yan Zhongmu was interested, and as soon as he got off the boat, he exerted his heroic kung fu, and slipped into the crowd without a trace, without even asking for the mantissa number.

Next, there is only the part of offering poems, which will wait until nightfall, and the last ten remaining scholars will naturally be entertained by the organizer. The Oiran side chartered a restaurant opposite the painting boat, prepared a banquet, and let ten people with their companions eat and rest in different boxes.

Ye Xing has passed the three levels, and he is determined, he is most sure of meeting to offer poems, and it seems that there is no big problem with the wheel beads. It's a pity that I can't use it, so I promised to give it to the cunning fox.

Mrs. Mo showed her feet, and it seemed that her injuries were not to the point of paralysis, but they were also relatively seriously injured. What's more, Ye Xingyuan said that he had promised a thousand gold first, and the other party was indeed seriously injured because he was out of his own hands and worked hard with the old lady, so let her take advantage of this wheel bead.

Ouyang Ziyu made a stunning appearance today, feeling that she was so handsome that she broke through the sky, and she still recalls her majesty and domineering, and giggles with a teacup from time to time. Among the three, only Lu Wei seemed a little uneasy.

"Offering poems in the evening, I pondered that Zhang Gongzi and a few of them would inevitably find someone to do it in advance, even if my cousin is amazingly talented, do you want to prepare in advance?" Seeing that the sky was about to dusk, Lu Wei made a suggestion to Ye Xingyuan.

Ye Xingyuan replied calmly: "In the Hanjiang Mansion, who else can make poems better than me? Don't worry!"

He is not ashamed of this, the previous nine superb side poems have been able to gag everyone's mouths. Hangang Mansion is just a mansion, and it is not a Hanlin Academy that brings together the country's elites, so what is there to worry about when an Oiran conference presents poems?

Lu Wei said with a smile: "Having said that, but I heard that cousin, what you are best at is the legend of the side plug, or the fierce ambition, or the remoteness, there must be some glamorous words at this Oiran conference, otherwise you can't match the voice of the Oiran." ”

The poems at the Oiran meeting, of course, can't be "poor and uncertain riverside bones" or "a few people back to fight in ancient times", which is too bad for the scenery. Ye Xingyuan nodded, "You have a point, since I am an oiran, I will make a poem to appreciate the flowers, and I will inevitably respond to the occasion." ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lu Wei praised: "My cousin's talent will definitely be able to achieve it with one wave, and my little brother is itching, can you have a sneak peek?"

Ouyang Ziyu's eyes lit up, and he also said: "I remember that my father said that you are good at poetry, and later in Fucheng, I heard that you are very powerful in Jiu Shi Zhenfuxue." But I haven't seen it with my own eyes, what kind of poems to enjoy flowers, write it first!"

Ye Xingyuan smiled proudly, and after a little thought in his heart, he already had it. He picked up a piece of pig bone casually, greasy and greasy wrote four sentences on the table, looked at it after writing, and said with a smile: "This kind of beautiful sentence, it is disrespectful to use this hoof to write, or erase it and start over." ”

Ye Xingyuan was about to wipe it, Ouyang Ziyu hurriedly grabbed it, looked at it, and couldn't help but chant at the beginning, "Yizhi" She only read two words, Lu Wei jumped up, and said hurriedly: "Shhh ”

The restaurant box is just separated by a board wall, and the sound of the partition wall can be heard, and if it is read out, it is indeed very likely to be heard by others. Ouyang Ziyu rarely knew that she was wrong, and quickly covered her mouth and nodded. Lu Wei looked at the oil-stained poems on the table, admired it greatly, and began to pat himself again, but Ye Xingyuan turned a deaf ear and just ate.

"I don't see anything good or bad, but it's weird to read. Ouyang Ziyu pretended to nod and said to Ye Xingyuan: "You can use this poem to conquer the Oiran, and hurry up and earn my wheel beads back!"

When will the wheel bead become yours again? Ye Xingyuan said in his heart I can only look at it myself, and someone has already decided to leave first. But now that his most important purpose had changed, he wanted to see who the Oiran was, and if it was a foreign barbarian, what kind of purpose did he have?

If it's a coincidence, you can test a thing or two. Ye Xingyuan thought about it while looking at the poems on the table again, poured wine, and gently wiped it off, leaving no traces.

After a while, the golden wuxi fell, and the lanterns on the opposite side of the painting boat were colorful, as bright as day. When it was finally time to board the boat, a group of gentlemen rushed out and followed the guidance of the old deacon to the deck.

All the scholars in the same company were very polite to Ye Xingyuan, knowing that his poetry talent was far above everyone else, and basically they wanted to be a foil for him tonight.

Only Zhang Gongzi is still unconvinced with his head held high, even when this kind of mountain and water are exhausted, he still has the ambition to lose people and not lose the battle. Ye Xingyuan was a little admired, this person's resilience of repeated defeats and never admitting defeat was an advantage

ps: In order to click, there should be a six-hour gap between the two chapters, so the next chapter can only be sent after 12:30 in the middle of the night, forgive me