The nine-story building is called Chaofeng, which contrasts with the sea-viewing tower next to it, which is only half as high. It means "borrowing the Chaofeng to view the sea."

According to the regulations of large-beam buildings, temples other than palaces are not allowed to have painted buildings and Zhu Qian beams and columns. However, this Chaofeng Building has a stacked structure as its main structure, with double eaves, draped eaves and auxiliary steps, and heavy arches on the outside and inside The caisson is even more decorated with green and green eaves, making it extremely solemn and gorgeous.

Perhaps because the entire Xingyang City retains the traces of the pre-Wei Dynasty, the second floor of Chaofeng and Guanhai built hundreds of years ago was preserved with the tacit approval of the Daliang court, and did not attract people due to excessive regulations. Impeach.

Thanks to the reputation of Furong Banquet, the business of Qiujiang Building is very good, and many people come here to visit it, so they can afford to spend money to continuously repair the two buildings, so that they are well preserved, so that Pei Yue can appreciate the unique spiritual experience. State style.

Pei Yue stepped into the building and was surprised. From the outside, the building was already huge. When he entered the inside, he felt the spaciousness and depth of the space. He knew that with the technological level of this era, he wanted to build such a building. "Building" is so difficult that I can't help but feel a bit of respect.

A young maid in green clothes greeted her inside the building. Pei Yue and Qin Xu followed her through the photo gallery and arrived at the lobby on the first floor, where the famous Qiujiang Furong Banquet was unveiled.

The moment he walked into the lobby, Pei Yue even had the illusion that he had returned to the terrifying scene of taking the college entrance examination in his previous life.

Many people have gathered here. Judging from their clothing, most of them are wealthy businessmen and relatively lower-ranking officials from various parts of Lingzhou. There are dozens of long tables in the hall, with paper, ink, pens and inkstones on them, and maids in Tsing Yi. They were waiting on the side. These people were sitting or standing, most of them staring hard in thought, and some were standing in front of the table, holding brushes but making no move.

There is a table in the north, with a young woman sitting behind the table, and two maids in green standing beside her.

The young maid in green who led them in looked back and smiled and said: "Two adults, that is the owner of this floor, Miss Jinshu from Yuanzhang Pavilion. Today's rules are that the two adults need to write a word on the spot, regardless of the length of the content. You can use Lotus as the title. After Miss Jinshu’s evaluation, if you get a fair or above rating, you can go up to the second floor.”

Qin Xu said leisurely: "What a unique way."

Pei Yue just wanted to give him a slap. How unique was this method? Isn't it just a way to manipulate people? Could it be that this old brother Qin had some unique hobby and he was still so happy?

When the imperial envoy's honor guard came to Xingyang City before, it was presided over by the governor of Lingzhou and welcomed by the magistrate of Xingyang. Hundreds of officials, large and small, went out of the city to greet them. Pei Yue only showed his face once at the welcome ceremony, and then stayed in the imperial envoy's office. He did not participate in all the banquets, so not many people knew him. But these days, Qin Xu, as an imperial envoy, has been a frequent visitor to various banquets, and his reputation is very loud. At this moment, many people came to the hall. Greetings beforehand.

Anyone who can enter Chaofeng Tower is a human being. You can guess his identity just by looking at Pei Yue, who is calm and calm next to Qin Xu. Naturally, there will be no deliberate collision. After saluting Qin Xu, these The man turned to Pei Yue again and respectfully stepped forward to greet him.

Relatively speaking, these people who are still on the first floor have lower status. Even though Cheng Siqing said outside that there is no distinction between high and low today, how can the beam in people's hearts be easily pulled out. They think they are not qualified to talk and laugh in front of the imperial envoy. Then he stepped aside knowingly.

Pei Yue looked at the young woman to the north, the oiran Jinshu of Yuanzhang Pavilion, and lowered his voice: "Master Qin, why do I feel that this Furong Banquet is a bit weird?"

Qin Xuleng said: "How weird?"

Pei Yue said bluntly: "It is a bit strange for a banquet of this size to be hosted by a group of brothels. Now it is even more strange to let these courtesan serve as examiners and set questions to test these dignitaries. Doesn't it seem weird?"

Qin Xu laughed dumbly and said: "Is it possible that Brother Pei looks down on these oirans?"

Pei Yue shook his head and said: "It's not that I look down on it, but I have never seen such a scene."

Seeing his gentle eyes, Qin Xu felt relieved. He was really afraid that this young man Wu Xun would get angry on the spot, so he explained: "Every place has its own customs. Although these women live in the world, they are always clean and self-sufficient."

, not that kind of wild bee or butterfly.

If you want to become an oiran, you not only need to be beautiful, but also have talent and character. What's more, the hibiscus banquet itself is the specialty of Qiujiang Pool. There is no other place in the Western Region where the lotus flowers are in full bloom. The government cannot do it.

Are you right about burning cranes and cooking musical instruments?"

Seeing the spring look on the face of the Huacong veteran, Pei Yue felt helpless. He knew that the two of them had completely different worlds of thinking and logic and could not talk about it at all, so he had to give up his plan to find out the strangeness.

Qin Xu added: "As for the school entrance examination, it is just an elegant move. Why do you think this Jinshu girl only lets people write a word at will instead of setting a question and limiting rhyme? Isn't it because she is worried that some people are not good at this?

, but people have to continue to climb the stairs, that’s why it’s so broad.”

Pei Yue suddenly realized that it was just a show.

Qin Xu smiled and said, "Don't worry, even if you only write one word, that Jinshu girl will only praise you for your good writing."

The two of them came to a table respectively. Qin Xu picked up the pen and wrote it in one go. Even though he did not have the calligraphy skills of his ancestor Qin Siyuan, it was enough to cope with such an occasion. After putting down the pen, he asked the maid in Tsing Yi to write his calligraphy.

He wrote a brocade book to the oiran, and then turned to look at Pei Yue. He thought that the young man Wu Xun must be worried, but unexpectedly the other party's movements were not much slower than his.

The words of the two imperial envoys were delivered to the Jinshu at the same time, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

Jin Shu first looked at Qin Xu's calligraphy, and as soon as he looked at it, his eyes showed joy, and he sighed: "Master Qin's calligraphy is thick and strong, and he makes good use of the center stroke. It is full of muscles and bones, and also has an edge. The calligraphy style is majestic and majestic.

It's so prosperous that the little girl was so impressed."

Qin Xu felt that his bones were a little lighter as he listened to the oiran's soft-spoken praise. Fortunately, he finally remembered his identity and did not show his ugly face in public.

This result was not unexpected by others, and regardless of Qin Xu's real abilities, Jin Shu could not say derogatory words as long as the name of his ancestor was mentioned. When she continued to pick up Pei Yue's

When she was writing, not only Qin Xu and other people in the hall, but also the maids in green couldn't help but look at her.

If Pei Qin's envoys do not arrive, the Furong Banquet will not be held. This saying has spread throughout Xingyang City.

Everyone knows that Pei Yue is a young martial artist who has made great achievements in martial arts, but can he handle this kind of literary work now?

Jin Shu was also very curious. She was one of the nine great families and knew more than others. She was very curious about what kind of words this viscount who had a rough childhood would write.

Looking intently at the Xuelang Paper in front of him, Jin Shu's pretty face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This scene left everyone stunned.

Jin Shu was so embarrassed that he hurriedly covered the paper, lowered his head and said, "You two adults, please come upstairs."

This is the meaning of passing. For everyone in the hall, they were already prepared. No matter what Pei Yue wrote, it was impossible for the two imperial envoys to stay on the first floor. What they were curious about was what Pei Yue wrote and how.

As for making the always quiet and elegant girl Jinshu look like this?

Is it true that he is actually a great calligrapher of his generation?

Or maybe this person is so talented that he hastily wrote a line that will last forever?

However, Jin Shu didn't say anything. He only handed Qin Xu and Pei Yue's words to the maids in green clothes behind him, and told them to keep them carefully.

There was only one slightly weird movement, she inadvertently supported the Zhu Chai on her head.

Everyone felt extremely uncomfortable in their hearts, and curiosity was indeed the most harmful thing.

Pei Yue was too lazy to pay attention to them and walked towards the stairs on the other side first.

Qin Xu followed quickly, and when he went upstairs, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Pei, what on earth did you write?"

"It's just a poem I heard." Pei Yue looked calm and chanted softly: "The clouds on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night."
Chapter completed!