Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

In the Yuyu Qiong Tower, there are beautiful flowers, the spring breeze and spring rain outside the building are swaying, the wind outside the curtain is blowing the fairy mantles fluttering, as if they are dancing in colorful clothes and feathers, and the oiran's jade face is as graceful as the clear air.

As the music started, the rally officially began...

An Jinshu turned red at the tip of her ears and retracted her hand. She dodged her eyes and changed the subject incoherently: "Why hasn't Yutang come back yet?"

"It's been so long, I'm going to look for it..."

Sheng Huaian took her hand and smiled softly: "Yanyan, I'll go, you wait for me here."

An Jinshu bit her lip and nodded, saying softly: "Okay."

That's fine, just leave her alone.

Sheng Huaian stood up, pulled out the curtain and went out to look for someone. Only An Jinshu and Hongli Ali were left in the private room.

A young boy came in through the curtain, put down the pen and ink and white paper for An Jinshu and then stepped away.

Before An Jinshu understood what was happening, he heard shouts of surprise coming from outside.

Out of curiosity, she walked out of the booth to see what was going on. Only then did she realize that many people had left the booth and were leaning on the railings, looking, talking, or lowering their heads to think.

Looking around, An Jinshu couldn't help but take a breath.

Oncoming is a huge embroidered screen, with fine embroidery work and bright colors. On it is embroidered a dark sea, a solitary boat, and a person standing with hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.

The sky was torn open and golden light was shed, as if a god descended to earth, full of a sense of redemption.

There is only one word to describe this screen: unique

An Jinshu couldn't imagine how many embroiderers were needed to create such a beautiful and huge screen, and how long it would take to complete it.

Even if it were placed in the palace, this would be extremely shocking.

This Furong Brocade Pavilion just wants to take out a sword left by an immortal in the past as the first prize, and use this to set off the meaning behind it?

This gesture is a bit extravagant, right?

So the exclamation just now must have been the result of everyone seeing this screen and couldn't help but admire it, but even she had to sigh that it was awesome.

"My guest, would you like to participate in writing a poem?"

The waiter stepped forward to explain to her: "The first question in today's meeting is to see paintings and poems." He pointed to the huge screen.

"Each question has seven moments to think about and answer, and one moment to revise before moving on to the next question. There are two questions in today's meeting for a total of two hours. The poems written by everyone present will be reviewed by a specialist at the end. Whose poem is the best? Can win the championship.”

"What about those who don't want to participate? If I made a poem, how would you know it was me?"

It was the first time An Jinshu participated in a gathering in this pavilion, and she felt it was chaotic. She had thought that there were so many people in this gathering, and that Furong Jin Pavilion had any special requirements or protection for the people who answered the questions. She never thought that it would just be a mess of people answering their own questions. Submitting them together and then screening them by people has such great disadvantages. What should we do if there are fake people?

The young man smiled knowingly at An Jinshu's question: "Don't worry, sir. We will not force you to answer. Participation in this meeting is voluntary. If you don't want to answer, we will remove it for you." Write down the pen and ink.”

"The respondent is your guest, and the people who can read it are the elders of this pavilion. If your poems catch the eyes of the elders, someone will send you a copy of the acrostic poem of the original poem, and you can answer it successfully. The one who is the best will be the one whose answer cannot come from the truth.”

"Won't this waste time?"

Listening to the waiter's explanation, An Jinshu felt his scalp numb. With so many people and so many poems, it took only a quarter of an hour to pick out satisfactory ones from thousands of poems? Even if the gods come, I'm afraid they won't be able to do it.

The waiter looked unpredictable and smiled but did not answer. Obviously, this was something that could not be explained.

An Jinshu turned around and returned to the cubicle. He wanted to wait for Sheng Huaian to come back before answering, but the boy said that everyone could answer.

If you say this, the more people you answer, the more hope you have of winning the championship. An Jinshu wrote and thought about it, then lowered his head and wrote thick ink on the rice paper:

Drunk in heaven, the clouds are rubbed together, and the fine wine turns into rain and scatters on the lonely boat.

Let's go by boat in Huaguang, hoping to catch a glimpse of the beauty through the gaps in the clouds.

Immortal Yun Yan sent the breeze to lift me up like a cloud, inviting me to meet you.

Bowing one's body, speaking modestly, and speaking softly, the human world is better than the nine heavens.

........

Looking at the poem on the paper, An Jinshu was a little stunned. Perhaps the scene on the screen just now shocked her so much that she suddenly had an idea and composed an impromptu poem.

Although she was not satisfied with the poem, she had already finished it, so she sent it to the so-called Pavilion Master to have a look at it. Maybe he would choose it.

"Smoke!"

At this time, Gu Yao walked in from outside with a dark face. An Jinshu frowned and stepped forward: "What's wrong? Why did you come back with a sad face after being out for more than an hour?"

"Do you remember the groom I told you about before? He was the one who angrily scolded me for blocking my way! I saw him just now. I originally wanted to apologize to him, but he was shameless and dirty!"

Sheng Huaian also came in from the outside at this time. He looked at Gu Yao with tears in her eyes and tried to speak, but in the end he stopped talking and his face turned red.

An Jinshu saw something was wrong and immediately asked: "What happened? One of them was crying and making trouble, and the other was silent. What happened to brother Huai'an?"

Sheng Huaian blushed even more, feeling extremely uncomfortable. He glanced at Gu Yao with a helpless expression: "Ask the princess, I can't explain."

"Yutang?" An Jinshu's voice softened a little: "What's going on? Please tell me."

Gu Yao wiped her tears and cried until she was out of breath. Qingge pulled An Jinshu over and whispered a few words to her. An Jinshu's face instantly changed from normal to a red shrimp.

She coughed twice: "Um, Yutang, you have indeed gone too far in this matter. Why are you disturbing other people's good things?"

"Why do you mean I'm disturbing his good business! This is Furong Jin Pavilion, not that low-class prostitution house. It's obvious that he has no shame in doing such things in the house in broad daylight!"

Qing Ge told her just now that An Jinshu probably knew the situation.

Gu Yao should have rushed to apologize to the other party, but she lost her after not catching up. She asked the boy to ask, and the boy led her to the door of the private room.

Gu Yao went in without knocking and found the other party doing something strange.

Then Gu Yao felt ashamed and angry, and made a scene in the house. In the end, Sheng Huaian went to drag her away...

Hmm... An Jinshu was a little speechless.

To put it bluntly, it was Gu Yao's fault. It was unreasonable to break into someone else's house without warning. It was a good thing they didn't knock her out and throw her out.

An Jinshu could imagine that the other party's face would not be too good.

It's not fun for anyone to mess up a good thing and get scolded.

"Yutang." An Jinshu said seriously and sat next to her: "I don't mean to blame you. After all, I didn't participate in this matter. It's just that it's wrong for you to break into someone else's house without permission. You act like that after breaking someone's good deeds." Humiliate others, they have no grievances or grudges against you, and what you did was paid for by your consent. If you do this, be careful and let the Jiang family seize the opportunity to make a big fuss."