Plane of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 108 Poetic provocation, huh

"Luoyu has met Young Master Lin, Young Master Shen, and Young Master Zhu." Meng Luoyu saluted and said hello.

Hua Niang also greeted the young masters, and asked with a smile on her face, "I don't know why the young masters called my Luoyu over."

Mengluoyu sat down,
Lin Yuan ignored Huaniang, and asked Mengluoyu, "I wonder what show Luoyu girl is going to perform in a while."

Meng Luoyu looked at Lin Yuan, hesitated for a while and said: "My program is playing the zither and singing lyrics. This song is a new song written by me and Sister Xiangjun."

Lin Yuan didn't play tricks, "I also wrote a new poem, let me see what you think, if it's suitable, you can use this poem in the performance."

Meng Luoyu was taken aback for a moment, and then a surprised expression appeared on his face. This young master Lin Yuanlin who is known as the number one talent in the south of the Yangtze River, if he can get his gift and play and sing in the competition, it will naturally attract more people. s concern.

Mengluoyu smiled sweetly, "Thank you Mr. Lin for your kindness."

Hua Niang was even more happy, and she couldn't stop thanking her from the sidelines. Young Master Lin's poems are naturally more attractive to scholars than Meng Xiangjun's poems. He is the number one talented scholar in the south of the Yangtze River. Add a few points.

At this time, Lin Yuan said to Hua Niang: "But you need to do one thing."

Huaniang thought to herself, maybe she wants Luoyu or Mr. Xiang to sleep with her. Huaniang's eyes are spinning wildly. If Luoyu wins the championship this year, maybe she can consider Mr. Xiang's leaving the cabinet.

Just listen to Lin Yuan continuing: "Send the news that Luo Yu girl got my gift of words to the Caiyi hall."

Hua Niang was taken aback, what kind of request is this.

She smiled obsequiously and said, "Young Master Lin, let's act secretly now, so it won't be a blockbuster when we perform."

"You can do it yourself." Lin Yuan's attitude was unquestionable.

Lin Yuan wanted to win, Shen Yichen wanted to persuade him at first, but after thinking about it, he gave up this idea.

Lin Yuan is his good friend, Qin Guan is also his friend, both of them are masters of poetry, Lin Yuan wants to compare with Qin Guan in poetry, it is really difficult for him to say anything.

Suddenly Shen Yichen smiled,
I don't know what it will be like if these two lose.If Qin Guan lost, it happened that he also relieved his hatred, who made that guy tear up his poems several times.I'm going to Caiyi Hall to see his stinky face in a while.

If Lin Yuan loses, haha, it’s not bad, let him know that Hangzhou is not empty, kill his spirit.

He felt that he would be happy if both sides lost, so why bother persuading them.

Shen Yichen was suddenly in a good mood, and with the mentality of setting up his horse to watch the excitement, he raised his wine glass and said, "Come on, I hope Brother Lin will overwhelm Qin Guan, hahaha."

Painted boats in Caiyi Pavilion.

Ling Yiren is accompanying Qin Guan. She also loves Qin Guan's poems very much. Now Qin Guan's poems are the most popular. have".

Although the lyrics are fixed, the lyrics performed by Ling Yiren are so beautiful. Qin Guan has also heard this song sung by several queens in later generations. It is the most beautiful.

As soon as the performance was over, the flower lady of the Caiyi Hall opened the bead curtain and called Ling Yiren out. Not long after Ling Yiren came back, Qin Guan found that Ling Yiren had a sad expression on her face.

"What's wrong, Miss Yiren." Qin Guan asked curiously.

Ling Yiren's slightly sad smile was really pitiful to me, and she bowed to Qin Guanying and said, "I just got the news that Miss Mengchunzhai Mengluoyu just got a new poem by Mr. Lin Yuanlin, I'm afraid Xiang'er will be in trouble this time."

Qin Guan was curious, "It's just a poem, what's the matter with Miss Xiang'er."

Ling Yiren said: "Xiang'er is going to perform in a while, and it's the song 'When Will the Moon Come?', which is widely sung and has become a classic noun." Here, Ling Yiren also took a small pat Flattery.

Continued: "But because of the classics, it also loses its novelty. Mengluoyu has new words, and it will naturally be popular when performing later. It will definitely affect the evaluation very much."

The oiran competition has its own standards. Unlike Lanfangyuan, the final judgment is based on the amount of rewards. The oiran competition is more advanced. Audiences who want to participate in the competition need to buy tickets, 10 yuan per person, and only one person can buy more. One, so that you are eligible to vote.

Each performer can vote, and the one with the most votes is the best, and the top three will be selected. This is the new Hangzhou Sanyan.

Of course, Hangzhou Sanyan will also rank high and low, and there will be a second round of competition to win the championship. Whoever wins the first place will be the oiran of this year.

Looking at the countless painted boats floating on the West Lake, there are countless audiences every year, and there are also many people who participate in the judging. The annual selection votes are as high as tens of thousands.

Ling Yiren said again: "Back then, I competed with Meng Xiangjun and Chu Qianqian for the top prize. In the end, Meng Xiangjun won the first place because of a new poem written by a certain great talent, and my servant came in second."

Is this complaining about the family history of revolutionaries?

In fact, Qin Guan already understood what Ling Yiren meant, and she was asking him for words in a disguised form. She couldn't say it clearly, so she could only use this kind of tactful way. If Qin Guan directly offered the invitation and refused, it would be bad for both parties. .

"Can the other party spread the original text of the poem?" Qin Guan asked.

"No, it's just a poem about love." Ling Yiren replied.

Qin Guan wondered: "I'm curious, they just got Lin Yuan's new words in Meng Chunzhai, and you will know it. Could it be that you still have spies in Meng Chunzhai?"

Ling Yiren hurriedly explained: "No, sir, in fact, Meng Chunzhai took the initiative to release the news, and directly sent the letter to our painting boat."

Qin Guan is not stupid, and now he understands a little bit.

It seems that the other party is most likely to come at me. Is this going to compete with me in poetry?

Qin Guan smiled: "I was invited by Miss Yiren to board the ship, I can't eat and drink for free, how about I give Miss Xiang'er a new poem."

Ling Yiren was overjoyed, "Xiang'er is expected to win the championship with the help of a son, and Yiren must be very grateful."

"Thank you so much, what a thank you."

"I will not let you down." After Ling Yiren finished speaking, her face was slightly flushed.

Zheng Da was stunned, and when he recovered, he quickly poked Qin Guan, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Shaoyou, Goddess is sympathetic, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, don't miss it."

"Hangzhou Sanyan is a virgin who sells her art but not her body. Now that Yiren girl said this, she must be very fond of you in her heart. Why don't you live in the house? It will definitely become a good talk in Hangzhou."

Qin Guan was also very moved when he saw Ling Yiren who was shy and drooping her head. Such a natural beauty is also so talented, which cannot be found in modern times.After thinking for a while, he stood up and said, "Have someone prepare pen and ink, I'll think about it."

After speaking, he walked to the window, ignored the few people, and looked at the scenery of West Lake outside the window, as if he was brewing a poem.

Ling Yiren stood up and beckoned her to prepare her pen and ink.

(End of this chapter)