The pear blossoms fall to the stars

Chapter 29 Pinlan Conference
"Luo'er, what are you doing over there? There are so many people." Xing Chen pointed to a crowded place, where many people were dressed luxuriously, even elegantly.

Xing Chen probably asked Li Hualuo out of habit, but she didn't know.

Jiang Ying had been to Yucheng a few times to carry out missions, and said: "The Gentleman's Lane is in front, famous for its orchids, many literati, even merchants and ordinary people, as long as they know that there will be a Pinlan Conference here, they will definitely come!"

Orchids are popular in Jiuyue Kingdom, just as people in the Tang Dynasty love peonies and people in the Song Dynasty like to play with stones, which is really interesting.

Interesting, Li Hualuo waved her folding fan and went.

This Junzi Lane is a well-known alley, and the people living here are all literati, witty people, who cherish orchids like jade, and cultivate orchids as their main business.It is said that there is a special son living here who is famous far and wide. The orchids he cultivated can be called the best among orchids, and his conduct is as upright as orchids.

However, very few people saw him in person, they just asked the housekeeper to come forward, and he himself listened.It is said that every time the orchid is released, it can cause a disturbance here.

In the past, someone even spent 1 taels of gold to buy one of the pots of oirans, but he said: Junlan is rewarding and not humiliating.

Li Hualuo listened in the crowd, but she was curious about this Queen Lan, who did not seek fame and wealth, and was really as upright as the modern historical figure Qu Yuan.

After a moment of crowding, the three of them came to the front row, and there was a platform in the middle. The platform stood against an attic, and everyone gathered around the platform to watch.Li Hualuo looked towards the attic. On the second floor, separated by a bead curtain, one could vaguely see a young master drinking tea.

Looking at the stage again, there are many orchids of all kinds.There are all kinds of ice orchids, black orchids, Clivia orchids, Han orchids, etc., but they are all unique.

I'm afraid that the top products cultivated by these are incomparable with modern cultivation techniques. After all, in modern times, the main reason is that the orchid heart is missing.

After introducing them one by one, the housekeeper said: "As usual, Yilan will choose the topic and Mr. Han will judge. In the end, there are only three places. The three winners can choose an orchid on the stage. To express my heart."

This means blue heart, which is the holy heart of blue that a victor should have in his heart.

This competition is not only fought by those who love Lan, but also many people want to show Lan's heart and become famous in one fell swoop.It is not a bad thing to become famous through the Pinlan Conference, and it can be seen that this so-called Mr. Han has a lot of background.

As soon as the housekeeper finished speaking, he began to write a question: "First of all, I still use orchids as poems, and my ambition is in my feelings."

After speaking, someone has already stepped onto the stage eager to try.

"Junlan came out of the dust, as bright as a white moon. The mighty Xiaofeng, straight and inseparable."

As soon as the children of the aristocratic family came to the stage, they began to write poems.

After finishing speaking, the audience burst into cheers.

Xingchen also followed the call, his eyes never leaving those Minglans.

Jiang Ying whispered in Li Hualuo's ear, "Luo'er, look over there."

Looking in the direction she pointed, she saw two very familiar people.

Zi Zeyun and Eryue Liuyin will also come to this Pinlan Conference?

"I heard that King Xi and Palace Mistress Er Yue also like orchids very much. Because Han Jiuling hosted this Orchid Conference, I'm afraid they came here because of the fame." Jiang Ying said again.

Cold Jiuling?There is some information in this Lihualuo's memory.

Han Jiuling, the master of the Hanlu Pavilion, the master Haolan, he is not only a great talent, but also good at planning. It's a pity that he is indifferent to fame and wealth, and is not tainted by the world.And his Hanlu Pavilion is full of people from the Jianghu, who mainly collect some intelligence information, and have nothing to do with the imperial court forces.

Let’s talk about how King Xi and Palace Master Er Yue came to Pinlanhui, it turns out they have ulterior motives!

Li Hualuo sighed, there have been several waves of people on the stage, but none of the poems were written by Mr. Han.

"I don't know if there are people writing poems in the audience?" the housekeeper asked.

"I'm coming!" Xingchen raised his hand and went to the stage.

As soon as Xing Chen came to the stage, Zi Zeyun followed, looked around the stage, and saw Li Hualuo at a glance.

Lihualuo also came on stage immediately.

"Three, which one of you will come first?" the butler said with a smile.

Neither Li Hualuo nor Zi Zeyun spoke, Xing Chen seemed to feel that the atmosphere was weird, so he said, "I'll come first."

"Being on the top of Qianshan Mountain, the deep cracks in the tortic rocks are wonderful and thick. It's not that there are clouds floating under your feet, and you don't know each other when you come or go."

After Xingchen finished reading, the butler looked up to the second floor of the attic, and a maid came out and made a gesture of spreading five fingers to the butler.

The butler nodded: "Yes. There are still two places."

"The meandering stream adds mist, and you can see orchids in the empty valley. Su Yi is a gentleman, elegant and far away from the noise."

After Zi Zeyun finished reading, the butler also looked at the second floor, and the same maid came out, made the same gesture, and went in again.

Then the butler said again: "Yes. Girl, it's your turn."

The pear blossoms are not in a hurry, and they come slowly: "The chrysanthemums are worried about the smoke and the orchids, weeping dew, the curtains are cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon does not understand the bitterness of parting and hatred, and the slanting light reaches the dawn to wear Zhuhu. Last night the west wind withered the green trees, alone Going up the tall building, looking at the end of the world. I want to send colored papers and rulers. Where do you know where the mountains are long and the rivers are wide?"

The poem she wrote is Yan Shu's "Butterfly Love Flower, Chrysanthemum, Sorrow, Smoke, Orchid Weeping Dew". Although the main character is not writing orchid, one of the feelings of orchid is very real, and it is such a short time to write a song Poetry is really amazing.

"Okay! Okay!" The audience was filled with excitement, and everyone heard the misery.

Behind the curtain on the second floor, Han Jiuling shook the teacup in his hand and nodded to the maid.

The maid walked out, nodded downwards, and did not gesture.

(End of this chapter)