He looked at Wang Huai and smiled.

Xi Yunfei looked at the terrace in front of him curiously. He just nodded slightly to greet the young men and gave a simple greeting.

"Yes, if this place was summer, I would definitely visit it often."

The terrace in front of me is very large, with a space of nearly 300 square meters, and has been transformed into an aerial garden.

Not to mention the small attic connecting the main building behind, there is actually an indoor tea room, with a green vine tea table, more than a dozen nanmu bookshelves, two guqins, some flutes and pipe music hanging on the wall, and several calligraphy and paintings.

What Xi Yunfei likes is the space outside.

What catches your eye is a rugged and steep rockery. Unlike the rockery in other places, there are not only pavilions, towers, but also Changdi Water Waterfall. In the pavilion halfway up the mountain, there are actually several wood carvings playing the piano and drinking.

Not only these, many evergreen moss green plants are planted on the rockery, which look green, adding a sense of comfort and warmth to this bitter cold winter.

On both sides of the rockery, several plum trees standing proudly on the cold wind are hung with buds that are either in bud or blooming in the cold, white, pink, yellow, and red... They are extremely beautiful and beautiful.

Under the plum tree is a row of bamboo fences as high as knees. There is a small door in the middle connecting a bluestone path, winding to the hexagonal bamboo pavilion opposite the fence wall.

In the bamboo pavilion, two maids were standing respectfully under the steps, as if they felt Xi Yunfei's gaze, and hurriedly lowered their heads and dared not look directly at them.

Thunder...

The light and clear sound of the piano came from the pavilion, attracting Xi Yunfei's attention.

Unfortunately, the six sides of the pavilion were covered with white gauze tents to block the cold wind, but they were not really visible.

Wang Huai walked up and patted Xi Yunfei on the shoulder.

"Langjun, which banquet should I go to tonight?"

Xi Yunfei withdrew his gaze and took out an invitation letter.

Wang Huai's expression moved, and the young men beside him exaggeratedly exaggeratedly.

Xi Yunfei was stunned and thought to himself that there was anything special about this invitation letter?

When Wang Huai saw his expression, he knew that he didn't know how precious this invitation letter was.

While pulling Xi Yun to the fenced courtyard, he said, "I am worthy of being a Langjun. There are only ninety-nine invitations in this inner courtyard. You actually got one. No, I'm so sad. I'll be your follower tonight, you must take me in."

Xi Yunfei frowned slightly because Wang Huai did not take him into the pavilion, but sat down in a white gauze tent behind the rockery.

Hearing Wang Huai say that he would go to the banquet even if he was willing to be his entourage, Xi Yunfei asked curiously: "What inner courtyard, isn't Qujiang Ci?"

After Wang Huai sat down, he started making tea.

Hearing this, he said enviously: "It's just this word. Every year on the Yuan Dynasty, the number one courtesan, is selected, and the leader, but this year, the rules have been changed because of too many participants."

"Brother Wang, I understand this, so I'll talk about it." A handsome young man volunteered when he saw that Wang Huai was still trying to make tea.

Wang Huai glanced at him and smiled and said, "Okay, Brother Kong's family is one of the organizers, and you know the rules best."

The handsome young master was happy when he heard this, nodded gratefully to Wang Huai, and then bowed to Xi Yunfei.

Xi Yunfei nodded slightly at him and signaled that he could say something.

The young master smiled and said, "Mr. Lang must have heard that this year, not only the courtesans on the 12th floor of Chang'an will participate in the competition, but also the 36 Shangzhou of the Tang Dynasty will also send a courtesan to win the position of the leader. They have already selected the leader of this week on New Year's Eve, and these 36 leaders will challenge our courtesans in Chang'an, so the courtesans participating this year are 48."

"Yes." Xi Yunfei took the tea cup handed over by Wang Huai and took a sip of hot tea to warm his body.

The young master continued: "After two days of consultation, my father and several uncles from Hongwenguan decided on a new charter... Twelve of the forty-eight courtesans were selected to enter the inner courtyard, and then the ninety-nine most respected judges in the Tang Dynasty, and finally the number one peerless talented woman in the Tang Dynasty was selected."

Xi Yunfei was stunned when he heard this, touched the invitation letter in his arms: "The most respected?"

The young master seemed to remember that Xi Yunfei was also one of the judges, and hurriedly praised him: "Mr. Lang is able to write poems such as "Taohua Temple", "Yu Meiren", and "Yi Jian Mei" and so on. He must be worthy of entering the inner courtyard!"

"Brother Kong is right. Mr. Qin also recites several masterpieces every day. Mr. Lang is well deserved to be the judge."

"Yes, the man's talent is a mutual understanding of heaven and earth, and the sun and moon are the same. My horse is the first to express his conscience."

“…”

Wang Huai's eyes twitched straight, and he looked at these young men with contempt: I, Wang Huai, are ashamed of you as a member of you.

"And, and... If your husband is interested, you might as well write an inscription tonight."

Xi Yunfei shook his head: "That's not necessary."

Upon hearing this, the young master explained: "Your husband can actually consider it. This year, our Chang'an is under great pressure. I heard my father say in the morning that the fairies who are most likely to win the championship this year are not from Chang'an."

Xi Yunfei put down the teacup: "What does that have to do with whether I am writing the inscription?"

Wang Huai picked up the teapot and added tea to him, and said with a smile: "It is said that it was proposed by several great scholars. Ninety-nine judges conducted a poetry competition. With the title of Yuanxi, twelve best works were selected for 12 courtesans to perform and sing."

"What then?" Xi Yunfei asked.

The young master surnamed Kong hurriedly said, "Then it's very important. If the selected reviewer of the work can get an additional ten points."

“Extra rating?”

"Yes, many old seniors are ready to go. It is said that even Master Yu, Master Ouyang and others have been invited to leave the mountain. In Chang'an, how can they lose to people from other states? As long as they can write exquisite poems, they will give them points."

Upon hearing this, Xi Yunfei nodded slightly: "So that's it..."

Just then.

The sound of the piano in the pavilion suddenly stopped.

The two maids guarding the door hurried in. Soon, the gauze curtain was opened and the two maids helped a girl out.

"Young Master, the time is here, Qingyu said goodbye."

Wang Huai was making tea when he heard this and stood up to greet him.

Xi Yunfei looked at it with a look. Unfortunately, the woman had a veil on her face and couldn't see her appearance clearly. She was wearing a thick ferret cloak and couldn't tell her body was good or bad... It was a bit of a pity.

Seeing this, the young master surnamed Kong came to Xi Yunfei and introduced: "Mr. Lang, that Qingyu girl is one of the twelve courtesan selected this year. However, her hope of winning the championship is very slim."

Xi Yunfei withdrew his gaze and asked curiously: "Why?"

The young master smacked his lips: "She is the most powerful person who plays the piano from time to time, but she plays the flute. She can sing and sings, so there is nothing she can do about playing the flute."

"Do you play the flute?"

Xi Yunfei turned around and looked towards him.

The courtesan named Qingyu also looked up at him.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Xi Yunfei was the first to lose and nodded at her with a smile.
Chapter completed!