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Chapter 320 Who is the oiran

The most common poems and songs about flowers from ancient times to the present are plums. They are either chanting their unique charm, or chanting their spirit and form, or praising their elegant character, or praising their solemn integrity. This is just written by Li Feiyan

A poem about plum blossoms undoubtedly praises the noble character of the noble character of the pride of the bayberry blossoms, although they are arrogant, but they do not compete with the beauty of the flowers. Especially the last two lines "The jade plum blossoms are coming from the back of the sun, and the scattering and the flowers are free in spring" are exactly the finishing touch, making

The talented people in the hall couldn't help but admire.

Yang Yanrong has always despised these poets and poets who use things to describe people. Many unsuccessful literati do not get spiritual satisfaction in reality, so they put everything in the mountains, rivers, poems and essays. Pretend to be noble and serious, look at this hall.

Aren’t the current literati and talented people who can compete with Li Feiyan’s poems and essays?

Yang Yanrong smiled coldly and continued to tease the beauty in her arms, but her eyes were always paying attention to the situation in the field.

"Miss Li, I am also lucky to write a song. Please ask Miss Li and everyone in the hall to taste it!" A thin old man stood up and bowed to the people in the hall. Yang Yanrong was stunned when he saw it.

Isn't it? You're not fifty or sixty, right? You actually want to compete for the courtesan? Li Feiyan is almost the same as your granddaughter. Yang Yanrong shook his head and despised this old guy even more. But he heard him chant

He said: "I received tribute from the woodcutter early, and visited the old alliance in the spring orchid. Xie Ting praised the auspicious things, Chu Ze picked the name of the fragrant jade. The blue jade was cut into the gui, the red sandalwood was filled with the dew. Xi Nu cultivated his skills, and the moss was clear and beautiful."

"Master Wang is doing well! He is indeed a master of literary world!" A fat middle-aged fat man with big ears stood up and shouted loudly, but he didn't expect that everyone would laugh unanimously, even Li Feiyan was also

He kept his mouth closed. Seeing this guy, Yang Yanrong almost got knocked out by him. You are a literati like this? Could it be a butcher who bought pork on the street, right?

"Haha, you're welcome, you're too rewarded, too rewarded!" Mr. Wang narrowed his eyes and looked at the man. His eyes were holding his fists and said, "It turns out that the boss is here! Wu has misfortune, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me

!”

Unexpectedly, Yang Yanrong guessed it right. That fat man is really a pork seller. Because he has made some money by buying meat over the years, he envies those literati and thinks that his son is twelve years old.

Should he also learn some skills so that he would not become a butcher like me in the future? He invited the best teacher in Youzhou City, the Master Wang in front of him, to serve as a patron for his son.

The so-called man becomes bad if he has money. Although this butcher is a small fortune, who doesn’t want to go to a beautiful woman? When he heard that Li Feiyan came to Zhongxiang Pavilion to be a courtesan, his heart was full of vitality and tried to touch her.

Take your luck and see if you can hold the beauty home. Although it can only be a good night, if you can kiss the beauty, wouldn’t it be a great thing in life? Even if you get old in the future, you can brag about it when you think about it:

Do you know Li Feiyan? I had a nightmare with her back then!

Li Feiyan opened his mouth lightly and said slightly: "Master Wang's poem about plum blossoms is also done well! The so-called text carries the way, and things carries the will.Master Wang is drunk with the plum blossoms, which makes people admire it!"

Master Wang himself knew that although this poem was good, it was just a chanting of plum blossoms. He left behind the poem Li Feiyan used plum blossoms to describe people! He laughed and started talking and laughing with everyone.

Obviously, he also knew that his poems did not attract Li Feiyan.

Yang Yanrong looked back and saw that the second brother Wu Meicun, whom he had just met, was eager to try it. He smiled and said, "Does the second brother have a masterpiece? What are you waiting for? Come and tell me quickly and let this beauty take a look. Maybe you

You can also become a guest of the curtain!"

Chen Shouzheng agreed and said, "What my third brother said is really about it. If anyone of us can hold the beauty back, remember to invite the brothers to drink later."

After the two of them said this, Wu Meicun was even more courageous and clasped his fists and said, "Okay, then I'll go up. If I can't do it, brother, third brother, come on, we will definitely make this girl Li tonight.

Take it over.”

Wu Meicun's words attracted the attention of the talented men around him, and he agreed in unison: "Go quickly, go quickly!"

Li Feiyan's eyes turned and obviously noticed the table of Yang Yanrong and others. Suddenly, her brows frowned slightly. Since she came, everyone in the hall consciously put down the beauty around her, for fear that she would not be able to stop her.

I was happy, but I didn't expect that the young man in a white shirt didn't even look at him, teasing the woman sitting on his lap. Since Li Feiyan's reputation spread, she has never been

People have treated her like this. Thinking of this, Li Feiyan's arrogance rose! He didn't even look at him, and then turned to Wu Meicun who stood up again.

"Young Master, do you have a good poem about plum blossoms? Please come and let everyone comment!" Li Feiyan said with a smile, her voice soft and very beautiful. The so-called beauty: she looks like flowers.

Taking birds as sounds, moon as spirits, willows as shapes, jade as bones, ice and snow as skin, autumn water as postures, poetry as hearts. Hands are like soft horns, skin as cream, collars are like thighs, teeth

Like a gourd, with its head and eyebrows, a clever smile! It is a beautiful eye! This is simply a true portrayal of Li Feiyan!

Although Yang Yanrong didn't look at her clearly, she still kept looking at her with her eyes slanted. After all, the woman in front of her is so similar to the one in her previous life!

Although Wu Meicun is very sulky in front of his own people, he pretends to be a gentleman in front of the jade man. Even Yang Yanrong thinks how he changed his temperament? If he hadn't known him before, I'm afraid he would really think

This guy is a talented man of the world who is well-educated and talented.

Wu Meicun smiled slightly, clasped his fists and bowed, and said, "Even if this is the case, Wu is not talented, but he can also chant a song." He left the table, walked lightly, and chanted slowly, "Your Mahjong Xiang"

The fragrance of flowers pierces the golden cup and dranks the setting sun. Leaning alone on the east wind is like a dream, a branch of spring is beautiful in other people's homes."

"Good poem!" Yang Yanrong praised loudly! No matter whether he is good or not, he is his companion. Even if he leads a dog and barks a few times, Yang Yanrong will also call him "Good poem".

"What a poem, a good poem, what a good poem!" Chen Shouzheng saw his third brother applauding, and quickly agreed.

There were not a person in the hall who knew the beauty of this young man who was as beautiful as jade was indeed writing a good poem, and he also exclaimed loudly.

Wu Meicun didn't expect that he would do it in advance and would receive so many praises, and he felt very satisfied. You should know that those who can sit here are either rich or noble, or they are literati who have been immersed in for more than ten years, even if they have a fight.

The soy sauce is like the fat butcher and Master Wang, but everyone is a discerning person. Haven’t you seen Mr. Wu sitting closest to Li Feiyan’s seat? And that Chen Shouzheng is the son of Chen Tingyan, the governor of Youzhou, and most of them are

Everyone knows him. How can the person who can sit with Chen Shouzheng have a bad status? If anyone wants to find fault, Mingyan is not well written, if Chen Shouzheng is concerned about it, he will only

I'm afraid there will be no good results to eat.

Because of this mentality, praises were buzzing for a while.

This poem is a masterpiece, and its artistic conception is higher than that of Master Wang just now, but it still does not match Li Feiyan's wishes. Although she is in the dust, she has extensive knowledge and outstanding literary talent, with a unique appearance and a broad face.

The prince and grandson beside her is a talented man and beautiful woman, but there is no one who can see her. She looked at Wu Meicun and said slightly: "This poem about plum blossoms is filled with scenery.

, who is good literary talent, the little girl admires her very much."

When Wu Meicun heard this, his face calmed down and he shook his head secretly. It seemed that he still failed to win Li Feiyan's favor!

Chen Shouzheng smiled bitterly, pulled Wu Meicun over and comforted him: "If Li Feiyan was so easy to associate with, she would have been married home long ago. Second brother, don't mind it."

Wu Meicun smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, here literati gathers here, and there are so many experts. How can I be alone? Big brother, third brother, you go up and try it."

Chen Shouzheng smiled and said, "I'll forget it. I'll ask me to read a few poems and comment on them. It's good to ask me to write poems, but it's a embarrassment for me." He turned his eyes and looked at Yang Yanrong and said:

"Why don't you try it third brother?"

Yang Yanrong chuckled and said, "If you don't even go, why am I going to do? Besides, I'm not very interested in this kind of thing. Come on, let's drink, I really didn't expect that I could drink authentic concubines here. It's true.

rare."

Chen Shouzheng glanced at the third brother and said in surprise: "It seems that the third brother is quite knowledgeable about wine! He can drink it in one sip. This is the concubine's smile."

Yang Yanrong smiled and said, "To be honest, I can't even finish drinking this kind of wine in my family. However, this wine is just a secondary taste. If the peerless concubine smiles, it will be delicious."

"Oh? Third brother, you have drunk the peerless concubine and can't laugh? It is said that this kind of wine is worth a thousand gold and is the first of all the fine wines in the world. Although I grew up in Shangjing, I have only heard of its name and have never seen it.

Unexpectedly, the third brother could drink it, which really made me envious! Unfortunately, this peerless concubine was born in the Southern Dynasty and was controlled by Song Man. She could only think about it." Wu Meicun said, feeling very sorry

Very much, I wish I could run to Song Realm to taste it immediately.

Yang Yanrong smiled and said, "There will be a chance! Maybe you will be able to drink it soon!"

The three of them chatted here and talked about the fine wine, but turned a blind eye to the talents in the hall who recited poems. There were only constant applause from their ears. Yang Yanrong and others ignored it and just drank the fine wine and touched the beauty.

In Yang Yanrong's words, there is a delicious dish on the table that can be eaten, but there is a more delicious dish on the other side of the mountain, but it can be seen or not. Which one should we choose? Of course, it is

The one who can watch and eat. After hearing the third brother's words, Chen Shouzheng and Wu Meicun agreed deeply and stopped competing with the literati. For a moment, the three of them chatted and laughed at each table, causing Li Feiyan to be

Leave it behind.

Li Feiyan swept over Yang Yanrong and the others from time to time, and her heart was about to burst out with anger, but she still had to pretend to be a smile on her face and kept talking about poetry with everyone.

"Young Master Zhao's sentence "The fragrance cannot be kept, the spring breeze is really wonderful. There is no word in the whole poem containing plum blossoms, but it allows people to see plum blossoms everywhere. It is really brilliant!" Li

Fei Yan smiled and admired the young master who was not astonishingly handsome, and said with a smile: "Young Master Zhao's talent is actually the only one who has seen Fei Yan in his life. I wish you a glass of wine to express my respect. Please don't want it.

It's good to give it back!" Li Feiyan said, but she really poured a glass of wine to the young master Zhao.

The young master Zhao was between 25 and 26 years old, short and thin, dark-skinned, and really not astonishing. When he saw that Miss Li really brought him a glass of wine, he was immediately flattered and quickly stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I'm fine."

", then took the wine and drank it all.

Of course, Yang Yanrong saw it, and smiled and said, "Young Master Zhao, you have now won the favor of a beauty. I am afraid that the courtesan tonight will be you. The so-called "Spring warms the lotus faces of a commoner, and the beauty is as ecstatic as the jade king."

, What are you waiting for? Come in with the beauty in your arms!"

Mr. Zhao's face suddenly turned red and he smiled and said, "This brother is joking. Zhao is just a literary talent for Miss Li. He has no other intentions. Brother, please do not talk nonsense, so as not to make abrupt beauty."

Everyone in the hall laughed loudly, and the young master Zhao was even more unbearable, and his face turned red.

Li Feiyan couldn't bear it, stared at Yang Yanrong and said lightly: "This young man is so rude. Today, Japan is the day when poetry and essays are used, so it must be a good story. But I didn't expect that there are too many ordinary people like you. It's really

Failed to be interested.”

Quiet! A child in the hall became completely quiet. It is said that Li Feiyan was well-educated and never got angry with others. Even if someone wanted to pester her, she always refused politely, but she didn't expect that today

After getting so angry, it seems that this young man in white has indeed angered her.

Wu Meicun was also surprised, pulled Yang Yanrong and whispered: "Third brother, why did you anger Miss Li? It's really not! However, it's really for you to say that she's angry.

We brothers have made faces. I have never heard of anyone Li Feiyan has gotten angry with! It’s amazing!”

Yang Yanrong was stunned and thought that this second brother was not obsessed with him and wanted to teach him a lesson, but he didn't expect that he would change his mind and praise him again, and he couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Chen Shouzheng also raised his thumb and praised: "To you, third brother, I have to accept it!"

Li Feiyan's face was even colder. I said this to him. The scholar in white actually ignored him. She walked a few steps before Yang Yanrong and scolded: "You are not welcome here, please go out immediately!



Yang Yanrong smiled, put the cup in his hand on the table, pushed Xiao Lu up in his arms, took out a ingot of silver from his arms, and placed it on the table with a snap. In the eyes of everyone, an ingot was ingot

Then a ingot of silver was piled up, but at the end, he took out a large stack of silver notes and threw them on the table.


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