Traversing the Good Lord

Not long after waiting, just after Qin Liangjun finished eating a stack of snacks on the table, a petite figure appeared on the second floor of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.Taking a closer look, although this woman is not stunning, she has a very sweet appearance. Wearing a big red dress, she looks very festive.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on her, the woman smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you very much for coming to join us today, and the two oiran ladies asked the young lady to send a message. Since today is the day when the two oirans are selected Bin, then naturally you have to follow the rules of the oiran ladies. The two ladies said that today, they are only willing to meet the two best young masters. Sing a little song for the two lucky young masters alone. I don't know which two of these two lucky young masters are present here."

"Hahahaha, of course this person is my young master."

"It must be me. I have read poetry and books since I was a child, how could I lose to others."

"Stop yelling, there must be one of these two people."

"Hehe, a group of pustules want to fight with me, too?"

"..."

Feng Muyun also felt drunk when he heard these people's narcissistic and shameless remarks, and then looked at Qin Liangjun next to him, who also had an expression of eagerness to try.He touched his elbow and said, "Which oiran are you interested in? I heard that Xixing and Lianyue are equally matched."

Qin Liangjun smiled lightly and said, "Of course I'm interested in both, how can only one be enough?"

Feng Muyun gave a thumbs up, glanced at a certain part of Qin Liangjun's body, and said, "I have a good appetite, but I just don't know if I have enough ammunition." As a standard female man, this kind of words come easily.

Qin Liangjun was a little embarrassed for a moment, he never thought that he would meet such an open woman as Feng Muyun.Although he often hangs out in brothels and knows a lot, no one has ever dared to say these things in front of him, and he didn't know how to answer them for a while.

Feng Muyun glanced at him, and found that his cheeks were slightly red. What's the matter with such an innocent boy?

Qin Liangjun naturally noticed Feng Muyun's surprised eyes, picked up his teacup and took a sip to hide his embarrassment.

At this moment, the woman upstairs continued: "As we all know, the two oirans love poetry, so today we will focus on poetry. You guys can show your talent, as long as you stand out, you can spend a night with the oiran lady." Get along alone. As for the future, it is not up to the little girl, you young masters, you can do whatever you want."

After the words were finished, there was another burst of crying and wolf howling, and even more impatiently shouted directly: "We all understand the rules, please ask the little lady to come up with the question." The other wolves also echoed: "Yes, come up with the question quickly .”

The woman downstairs cast a wink, and said coquettishly: "Young masters are really impatient. You must know that you can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient. Today's topic is - there is no topic, and you can play whatever you want. If it is written, you can Send the maids to the backyard, and the two oiran ladies will personally judge." After saying that, he left, leaving a pack of wolves to ponder over the rice paper in front of them.

Feng Muyun also frowned, it's great that there is no topic limit, you have to choose a short poem with easy words, otherwise you won't be able to write it.

Qin Liangjun on the side didn't move his pen, he just ate his cakes, and looked at Feng Muyun's tangled look from time to time, just thought it was funny, he didn't think that a girl who couldn't write this word could write any poems.

After thinking for a while, Feng Muyun raised his head and asked Qin Liangjun, "Well, how do you write the characters 'yan', 'lou', 'village', 'tai', and 'seat'?"

Qin Liangjun chuckled, and said, "Are you sure you can write poetry? It's better not to embarrass others."

Feng Muyun stared, and said: "You just tell me how to write it." When the time comes to write it out, you will be blinded!

Qin Liangjun had no choice but to write on the paper while laughing. After finishing writing, he told Feng Muyun one by one: "This is smoke, this is a building, this is a village, this is a platform, this is a seat. Remember, don't write Forked."

Feng Muyun took the paper to look at it, and copied it on his own rice paper.After finishing writing, I shook the paper, appreciating my work with satisfaction.Unexpectedly, a man at the table next to her saw her handwriting with sharp eyes, and laughed aloud: "How dare you use such poor handwriting to make a fool of yourself."

Feng Muyun turned his head and saw the man, with small eyes and nose, he was not a good person at first sight, and was about to fight back, but unexpectedly, Qin Liangjun beside him came forward first.

"Duan San, where did you come from and where are you going back? How dare you leave the house without my consent?" The faint voice carried a hint of coercion that Feng Muyun had never experienced before.

The man heard this sentence and was about to curse, but suddenly saw Qin Liangjun who was blocked by Feng Muyun just now.The body trembled, and the expression on his face was extraordinarily rich, like fear or anger, but in the end he smiled obsequiously, and said: "I didn't expect Mr. Jun to be here, so I'm going, I'm going." The friends at the table left.

On the other hand, Feng Muyun looked him up and down as if he had never seen Qin Liangjun like this before.Qin Liangjun was a little strange and asked, "What's wrong?"

Feng Muyun shook his head, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I thought you were quite majestic just now. That man, with such small eyes and such a collapsed nose, dared to come out to embarrass others with his appearance like this, and even accused me. Hmph!"

Qin Liangjun touched the tip of his nose and said, "I broke his nose."

Feng Muyun's eyes widened. Why didn't he realize that this person was violent? Thinking of what he had heard before, he couldn't help asking: "Is he the son of that or something? Then you entered the Hongwen Museum because you beat him? "

Qin Liangjun nodded, apparently not wanting to continue the discussion, stretched out his hand, and changed the subject, "Where's the poem you wrote? Show it to Master."

Feng Muyun knocked off his hand, and said seriously: "What master? You can only be considered half a master at most, don't try to take advantage of me."

Qin Liangjun rolled his eyes: "Yes, yes, please show me your masterpiece."

Feng Muyun raised his eyebrows, and proudly said: "Miss Ben loves to hear this sentence, Nuo, let me take it for you to worship."

Qin Liangjun took a look, first frowned at the crooked characters, and then tried to identify them.

"One to two or three miles, there are four or five houses in Yancun. There are six or seven towers, and ten flowers."

Seeing Qin Liangjun read the poem softly, Feng Muyun smiled.Xiao Mian, you're stunned, come and kneel and lick Miss Ben.After waiting for a while, I didn't see Qin Liangjun doing anything else, just reading the poem over and over again.

Little did he know that Qin Liangjun was surprised. He was not an ignorant dude, and his own literary accomplishment was not bad, so he could appreciate the charm of this poem even more.The whole poem is popular and easy, with harmonious phonology. The most rare thing is that the numbers from one to ten are perfectly embedded in it. If you change the positions of a few numbers at will, you will not be able to achieve the current effect.

Qin Liangjun looked at Feng Muyun, did she really write this poem?Could it be that they copied it from someone else?

"This, is it really you who wrote it?"

Hearing Qin Liangjun's obviously skeptical statement, Feng Muyun asked back: "Have you heard of this poem before?"

Qin Liangjun thought about it for a while, and it seems that there is no such interesting poem. If someone had written such an interesting poem before, he would have heard of it.He glanced at Feng Muyun in surprise, and said, "It seems that I really underestimated you." This woman really surprised me in many ways, and it seemed that I would never get to her bottom.I often think that I know her well enough, but I don't know when to reveal something new.Really, really makes people want to find out.

Feng Muyun raised his head proudly, and said, "You underestimate me a lot!" Hehe, I didn't say I wrote it myself, I just asked if you've heard of it, you can't blame me for misunderstanding, Feng Muyun smiled secretly.

Qin Liangjun just picked up the pen to write on another piece of rice paper at this time, Feng Muyun leaned over to read it, but found that he only knew two or three characters in a sentence, so he simply didn't read it.

After a while, Qin Liangjun put down his pen, summoned a maid, and handed her and Feng Muyun's masterpiece.

"What did you write?" Feng Muyun asked curiously after the maid left.

Qin Liangjun said with an inscrutable look, "I won't tell you."

Feng Muyun snorted, and muttered: "I must know that I can't write better, so I dare not tell me."

Qin Liangjun blushed, it was true, so he didn't tell Feng Muyun, lest she would laugh at her.However, who told her to be illiterate and unable to read?It's not my fault.Thinking of this, Qin Liangjun's face returned to normal.

At this moment, in a private room in the backyard, two oiran ladies are choosing works that they are satisfied with.But looking at their frowning eyebrows, they seemed to be dissatisfied.

"Sister, look at this, can such a person be called a wit? It's simply insulting, even I can't compare to it, how dare you ask the maid to bring it in?" A fair-skinned and beautiful woman in a goose yellow dress Holding a piece of rice paper, he complained to another woman in white.

The woman in white smiled faintly, and there was a trace of sadness in her smile, which made people unable to help but take care of her.The woman in white is Xixing Oiran, and the woman in the goose yellow dress is Lianyue Oiran who is half a year younger.

"Look at this, it's even more unsightly. Sister, look at it." Lianyue moved to the side of Xi Xing and handed her the rice paper in her hand. Xi Xing glanced at it and put it on After leaving the table, I felt a little bitter in my heart.

Although he was regarded as the oiran, only he knew the sadness inside.Lian Yue has always been heartless and childish, but she always tends to think too much.Tonight is likely to be the time for him to give up his innocence, and then the position of oiran should be given over to other nobles, and he will be reduced to the same as the woman who laughed with him below.

Xi Xing sighed, picked up another piece of paper, looked at it, but was a little dazed.