Chapter 277 The Chief of the Flower House, the Singer Bian Yujing
Yu Xuanji clapped her hands to calm down the scene, and said in a drunken voice: "I think everyone knows the rules of the moon appreciation party in the past years. I won't go into details. But this time, Xuanji wants to fill in the gap for Yuexiayin.
It's a pity. If one of you falls into Xuanji's eyes and Xuanji's music of singing under the moon coincides with the vision, then it will be the winner of this moon appreciation party. Xuanji is willing to invite you to have a banquet in the Jin Pavilion.
Xuanji personally holds the cup to show respect!"
Yu Xuanji's voice fell, and after a moment of silence, the entire Yunhe River began to boil again.
Wrote the lyrics for Yu Xuanji’s famous song Yuexia Yin!
If the music and words match and the vision reappears, it is a win.
The winner can not only enter the Jin Pavilion, but also have a banquet, and Yu Xuanji actually holds the cup herself!
Letting one of the Four Immortals, almost all the dream goddesses of the younger generation in Yunzhou, wait on her with a cup is probably something she wouldn't even dare to think about.
At the very least, even the current lord of Yunzhou, the Marquis of Yunzhou, has never received such courtesy.
At this time, the young talents present were excited, and they were just writing lyrics, which meant that all of them had a chance.
If you win and enter Jin Pavilion, you will become famous overnight!
Not only the ordinary warriors, but also Yue Qingcang and Cheng Feiyu were slightly excited when they heard this. They wished they could throw all the competitors into the Yun River to feed the fish, so that they could not win.
Yun Yang was calm and seemed to have everything in mind.
And there is another person who is equally indifferent.
That is Ling Tian on the boat.
"Yin under the moon, a word?"
Frowning slightly, Ling Tian searched his mind for a moment, and words that had been passed down through the ages emerged.
This one seems to be a perfect match for the song under the moon.
"Brother Tian, how about writing lyrics under the moon? Can you do it?" Qin Shaoyang was inexplicably excited and looked at Ling Tian.
This poetry competition is more difficult than previous competitions.
"I don't know, but there should be no problem." Ling Tian was not sure this time.
After all, he was not sure whether he could succeed in his request to reproduce the vision.
"That's good. It's better to swell their faces!" Qin Shaoyang clenched his fist and said.
"Haha, the young master is quite impressive. If the young master really comes out on top, this old boatman will be honored. Old man, I wish you success in your writing!" The old boatman stroked his beard and said with a smile.
"I'd like to give you my best wishes. Can you lend me my father-in-law's pen and ink?" Ling Tian cupped his hands and asked.
"Young master, it's serious. Just give your orders."
The old boatman hurriedly returned the gift, took out a study set from the compartment, placed it on the desk, then bowed and stepped aside, looking forward to it, waiting for Ling Tian to write.
"Okay, since you have no objections, Xuanji will announce that the lyrics have begun, and the time limit is half a stick of incense!"
Yu Xuanji waved her long sleeves, and an incense stick was suspended in front of her. With a thought, the incense head ignited spontaneously.
Writing lyrics is just the beginning!
At this moment, on the ship of Marquis Yun Mansion, Yun Yang suddenly floated his cloak, stood up from the throne, and walked towards the bow of the ship step by step.
The bow of the ship seemed to have a mechanism. Following Yun Yang's steps, he stretched forward little by little, and gradually reached the front of the platform, allowing Yu Xuanji and Yu Xuanji to look at each other from a distance, thousands of meters apart.
"Served with pen and ink!"
Yun Yang shouted low, and the accompanying maid quickly handed over an extremely luxurious white jade study suit.
Holding a white jade pen, Yun Yang stood tall while the wind blew across the river.
Lifting up his white cloak, the flying black made his face even more fair and handsome.
For a time, it attracted countless onlookers and maids to scream in surprise.
Yun Yang's appearance and temperament can really stand at the top of Yunzhou.
Coupled with his distinguished life experience, no one would object to being called the number one among the younger generation in Yunzhou.
"Xuanji..."
Yun Yang's voice was pure and he didn't listen to the nymphomaniacs around him at all. He looked at Yu Xuanji who was standing alone across from him with bright eyes, and said affectionately: "You have been begging for this word for a long time. Today.
, I hope I can make up for the regret in your heart."
"Xuanji, I'm waiting."
Yu Xuanji bowed slightly, and although her words were polite, there was already a hint of affection between her eyebrows.
"Tsk tsk, this little hooves, I told you that she and Prince Yunhou have been flirting with each other for a long time. You still don't believe it, but now you understand! It's said to be a moon-viewing party, but in fact it was specially organized by Xuanji for Prince Yunhou.
I really envy others!"
The situation outside was already tense, but at this moment, on a big bed inside the Jin Pavilion, there were a lot of jade legs lying around.
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The woman in the middle has a charming figure. Although she is not old, she looks very charming and is talking endlessly.
"Oh? We are just here to watch the two of them perform? Isn't this just giving us eye drops?"
"That's right, sister Yujing, you are one of the Four Immortals' Singing Immortal, why are you so willing to be a foil for once?"
On both sides, there were beauties from Lingyin Pavilion, and they were all talking about it.
"Otherwise, what can I do? Who makes me and Xuanji feel like sisters?"
That charming beauty has a timbre like an oriole's call in the green. The sound alone is enough to intoxicate people.
She is none other than the contemporary seat of the flower shop, the singer Byeon Ok-kyung!
"But..." Bian Yujing suddenly stood up, walked to the window enchantingly, looked at the moonlight outside, and said lightly: "I always feel that something will happen this time..."
"Oh? Why did sister Yujing say that? Is it because she was worried that Dong Xiaowan and Chen Tuantuan from Yihongyuan would interfere with it?"
Behind him, the female disciples from the Lingyin Pavilion also became nervous.
"That's not the case. The moon-viewing party on Yuexi is none of our family's business. They have no reason to destroy it. Moreover, with Prince Yunhou present, they don't have the guts!" Bian Yujing said.
"Then...who is sister talking about?"
Bian Yujing shook his head: "I don't know, it's just intuition, a woman's...intuition."
She said infatuatedly, her beautiful eyes scanning over the painted penthouses in front of the platform.
Suddenly, her eyes suddenly froze.
Within sight, a young warrior wearing a pale gold dragon-patterned gown stood on an old boat, with a confident smile on his face and a pen in his hand.
Standing there, although he is not as dazzling as Yun Yang, people can't take their eyes away after just one look.
"What a handsome little brother..."
Bian Yujing suddenly smiled, like a flower blooming.