How can I bow my head and serve the powerful officials?

Zhu Xiaobiao suddenly looked speechless.

"You're kidding me." He rolled his eyes, "I'm not stupid!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore." Ouyang Jiu hugged Zhu Xiaobiao's shoulders, and pushed him towards the poetry board with a little force, jokingly saying, "Do you have a favorite poem? Have you decided who you're going to meet later? I don't know who will like your poem. Oh, if the other party knew that you have so many beautiful concubines at home, I don't know if they would be willing to marry Master Xiao Zhu~"

"Tsk! I will definitely go to see His Highness!" Zhu Xiaobiao said proudly, "His Highness and I must be in tune with each other. Only our handwriting is the ugliest. He will definitely be able to accurately find my poem among the hundreds of poems!"

Ouyang Jiu suddenly couldn't stop laughing.

Sir Xiao Zhu is so naive!

Didn't he see that Jing Ze specifically told Bian Yangchun something when he came to collect the poems, and Shen Yuan also specifically told Bian Yangchun something?

That poem was destined not to be sent to the female guest, and his Highness was destined not to choose him~

……

Before the meeting, the male guests would choose the female poet of their choice, which was equivalent to choosing the woman they wanted to meet. In front of the winning poems No. 12 and No. 13, stood many men with outstanding temperaments, including students who came here because of the poems and young and powerful men in the capital.

For the young masters, they recognize Sheng Yiren and Cheng Wuxue's handwriting best. Although the final outcome is usually sitting together drinking tea and chatting, the process is still a walk.

The young masters began to compete for the right to meet them first. When the students met them, they also wanted to compete on the same stage. However, they were told by students who had attended the banquet before that if they did not want to get into trouble, it would be best not to compete with them.

How could the poor students be qualified to meet the noble ladies in the capital? Unless you are talented and appreciated by these young men, and they are willing to take you with them, you may have the honor of seeing their true appearance.

How can class be easily broken?

How can the "resources" from the upper level be sent to the lower level?

Zhu Xiaobiao had no intention of getting to know the noble lady. He diligently searched for Xie Chengze's poem on the poetry board, but he couldn't find it after searching for half a day.

He couldn't help scratching his head and asked Ouyang Jiu beside him, "Did I miss it because I read it too quickly? Why didn't I see your poem? Can you help me find it?"

Ouyang Jiu was picking peach blossoms. Hearing this, he said, "Oh!" "Master Shen has already taken the poem away."

Zhu Xiaobiao: ???

After a while, Zhu Xiaobiao reacted and threw a handful of air in anger, saying angrily, "Damn it! I really misjudged him!"

He thought Mr. Shen was very decent! He didn't expect that he would also seek privileges!

"Humph, he wants to meet His Highness, but His Highness may not choose his poems!" Zhu Xiaobiao laughed sinisterly, "Not to mention that my ugly handwriting stands out on the poetry board, Jingze's poems are also popular and can be noticed at a glance. In comparison, none of the poems that Brother Bian just read are special. If Lord Shen's poems were among them, His Highness would definitely not be able to guess which one was written by him!"

Ouyang Jiu nodded in agreement, "That's right."

However, you also said that if Lord Shen’s poems were in it, unfortunately, Lord Shen’s poems were not in it at all.

This is indeed the case.

After the male guests had chosen the first poem, the poems were sent to the female guests, and the servants who were instructed to do so quietly handed the poem written by Shen Yuan to Xie Chengze.

When Xie Chengze unfolded it and took a look, his body was immediately shocked.

Poem number twenty-three.

The orioles are singing on the island in the river. The handsome man in peach clothes is my ideal match.

The water chestnuts are uneven, flowing around. The clever and intelligent man is looking for it day and night.

I can't get what I want, but the snow jade tempts me. I am so leisurely, tossing and turning.

The water chestnuts are in all shapes and sizes, and I pick them from left to right. The handsome man is so beautiful, I wish I could be imprisoned by him.

The water chestnuts are uneven, and I stir them left and right. The handsome man is willing to be whipped.

Xie Chengze: You’re crazy!

With red ears, Xie Chengze quickly crumpled the paper into a ball, fearing that others would see it. He stuffed it into the secret pocket of his sleeve, coughed lightly, and began to imitate the noble ladies in selecting poems that they liked.

There were several poems supporting women's aspirations that were widely welcomed, especially the one by Jing Ze. Xie Chengze looked around but couldn't find any poem with ugly handwriting. He couldn't help but think that Zhu Xiaobiao might not have participated in this poetry competition.

He must be shy, not wanting his poems to be read to women in public~

Understand understanding~

After all, not everyone is as shameless as him~

"Yiren, which song do you like?" Xie Chengze looked around and turned to ask Sheng Yiren who had been following him.

"Um, poem number three." Sheng Yiren, who hadn't even read it, said a random number, "What about you?"

"Then I'll be number three too." Xie Chengze pretended to be a green tea girl, "Sister Yiren won't mind us meeting together, right?"

Sheng Yiren:?

Sheng Yiren had an indescribable expression on her face, quite like the old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone in Xie Chengze's era.

Cheng Wuxue, who followed over, looked at Xie Chengze, then looked at Sheng Yiren, and couldn't help but imitate them, "Sister Yiren, you won't mind adding me, right?"

Sheng Yiren:? ?

Why are you here to join in the fun again!

"Whatever." Usually, noble ladies would choose the handwriting of the young men they were familiar with, and Sheng Yiren was no exception. However, this time she spoke too quickly and made up a number, so she just went with it. It wouldn't cost her any money anyway.

Xie Chengze took a special look at poem number three. The writing was average, but he did admire the woman's aspirations. It would be fun to meet her. It would be fun to chat with like-minded people.

Seeing that Sheng Yiren and others chose poem No. 3, the other noble ladies were a little confused. After all, there were so many poems better than poem No. 3. Why did this poem alone catch the eye of the most talented woman in the capital? Even the knowledgeable and ambitious "Miss Shen" chose this person.

However, no matter how curious they were, they did not come to compete for the right to meet. After all, wanting to compete with these three was obviously not a wise choice.

While waiting for the result, Sheng Yiren told Xie Chengze and Cheng Wuxue what happened in the temple room.

"Wuxue, you have always been interested in investigating cases. Do you feel anything unusual?" Sheng Yiren asked Cheng Wuxue.

Cheng Wuxue frowned slightly and thought, "There is obviously something wrong. According to your story, they are all poor people, and the side rooms of Hanshan Temple, when there are many people, can only be occupied by nobles who often offer incense."

They shouldn't be there.

As for the goods they were talking about selling, it was even more suspicious. "They were so sneaky, it's very likely that the goods they were trading were illegal, but they didn't look like the kind of people who could come into contact with prohibited items."

"You mean to say that someone is taking advantage of poor women to do something forbidden?!" Sheng Yiren glared at him with her beautiful eyes, then frowned fiercely, "Who is so despicable!"

"Is there anything shameful being sold in Beijing recently?" Cheng Wuxue tapped the table lightly, "I don't think I've ever heard of it."

"I haven't heard about it either." Sheng Yiren frowned. She was most aware of the recent commercial transactions. If any prohibited items appeared, there was no way she had not received the news.

Xie Chengze touched his chin.

Something illegal? Could it be...