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Mr. Lan from Caotang Academy had already stood up, although he was over half a century old, he was very elegant, he cupped his hands all around, and said with a smile: "I have a great literary style in the Qin Dynasty, and there are many talented scholars. What I like in my life is nothing more than poetry and poetry. It is a great honor to be invited here, Sir, and Mr. Lou from Tianyu Academy." After speaking, Mr. Zhao on the left and Mr. Lou on the right also stood up to return the salute.

Mr. Lan then said: "It's just a grand event, the three of you are hosting Wen Hua, and there are so many talented scholars. I have nothing else to ask for. I just hope that Wen Hua will be released today. If Wen Hua wins the first prize, it will be a great talk!"

The gifted scholars and literati around stood up one after another and saluted the three gentlemen, showing their elegance.

Yingren asked softly: "Chu Huan, what kind of way is this Wenhua? Why can't I understand?"

Chu Huan thought for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "I don't really understand. But judging from the meaning, it seems that we need to use poems to choose flowers... What's going on, you can understand right away."

Yingren nodded slightly.

At this time, Mr. Lan smiled again: "A good article can be said to be worth a word. Last year, a good poem could win eight literary flowers. This year, we will discuss it. If there are good poems, we will not be stingy. You can get ten wen flowers, if you have the ability, you can come up!"

The faces of those talented scholars and literati suddenly showed joy. Although the wealthy businessmen sitting at the table had smiles on their faces, there was a look of disdain deep in their eyes.

It is not easy to use poetry to get Wenhua, unless the three gentlemen nod at the same time and get the appreciation of the three, otherwise as long as one person has objections, then the poetry will not be passed.

If a poem can pass, you can get ten Wenhua, which is worth 300 taels of silver. brand.

It's just that if you want to play ten poems in succession, it's really rare and extremely rare. Back then, that gifted scholar in Jinling Dao made eighteen poems in a row, which can be said to be unprecedented.

Moreover, the three gentlemen sitting here today are indeed first-class poets. They are very strict. If it is not for the excellent poems, it is really difficult to pass. In fact, this is also intentional by the organizers. There is no income in money, in the eyes of the organizers, it is still hoped that there will be as few Wenhua as possible.

The three of Mr. Lan are strictly selected and highly respected. It is not easy for Wen Hua to appear easily.

After the three gentlemen sat down, they heard the sound of gongs and drums, and the six retired girls stepped onto the flower selection stage one by one, lined up, each of the six beauties has its own merits, and their future is at stake at this moment, so whether they want to or not, Among them, several girls tried their best to show charming smiles, deliberately made some seductive movements, flirted with winking eyes, and only wanted to attract happy guests, so that they could finally be among the oirans.

Mo Lingshuang was still like a green lotus, standing quietly on the stage, looking very quiet.

The flower girls with baskets also came on stage, three from the left and three from the right. After the sound of gongs and drums died down, a high-pitched voice from the lotus stage said: "The oiran will be selected in the final round, and everyone will make a move. Who will win?" One night in the spring breeze, it depends on your master's ability."

As soon as the words fell, the Zhao God of Wealth stood up, pointed at Gao Lijia and said, "Give another twenty flowers to Miss Pu Zhenxian!"

"Master Zhao sent twenty flowers, thank you Master Zhao!"

The flower girl immediately stepped forward and matched twenty more flowers for Pu Zhenxian. The Pu girl winked at Zhao Caishen with infinite charm, her eyes seemed to say that tonight she must belong to Zhao Caishen.

"Give Miss Cui fifteen flowers!"

"Give eighteen flowers to the flower girl!"

"Come on, help me give Miss Pu ten more flowers!"

There was a lot of voices, shouts came and went in the courtyard at this time, the climax of the oiran election was approaching, and the guests made a last-ditch effort, throwing a lot of money, just wanting to compete with each other.

Those who don't have enough money can only sigh and sigh when they run out of bank tickets, but those who carry huge sums of money are fighting for each other. , like a rabbit.

Although the purpose of some giant merchants is to pick up the brand name, but many Huanke know that their financial resources are limited, they just join in the fun, there is no need to pick up the brand name, they just support the girl they like, Ling Shuang already has more than 130 brocades from Yingren Sitting in town, but there are still some people who put up flowers for Ling Shuang, three to five, ten to eight, just hoping that the girl they like can win the championship in the end.

This fight was actually more powerful than before, and many Huanke who hadn't made a move before fought with all their might at this last moment.

Yingren was frightened at this time, and Luo Ding looked over there with a half-smile, which already made Yingren feel that something was wrong. He didn't expect that there would be such a scene in the end. After exerting his strength, he felt the seriousness of the situation. He grabbed Chu Huan's arm nervously and said in a low voice, "Chu Huan, that kid...that kid has a ghost, what should we do?"

Chu Huan also frowned slightly. He naturally understood Luo Ding's intentions. This kid had no magic power before, so he will definitely use his strength at the last moment.

Seeing that Chu Huan was silent, Ying Ren looked at Sun Desheng again, and asked softly, "Sun Desheng, how much money do we have?"

Sun Desheng said with a bitter face, "There are only a few dozen taels of silver left."

Chu Huan finally said: "Mr. Xu, the person surnamed Luo came here today, and he always has a lot of money on him. I think the person next to him is also a wealthy person, and he must be carrying a bank note. Hua, even if we take out our whole bodies, we are not their opponents."

Yingren looked anxious and said, "Then what should we do?"

He came here at this time because he was worried about Ling Shuang, but because of his competitive character, he would never allow his majestic prince to lose in the hands of a commander's son.

Chu Huan really can't think of any way at this time, this is a gold selling cave, a game played by the rich and powerful, how can they fight without money?This is not a competition arena, you can fight with blood.

There was a lot of voices, and the flowers on the six girls were getting more and more. The talented scholars around did not make moves immediately. At this time, the Korean beauty Pu Zhenxian with the most flowers on the stage, followed closely by Cui Meier, and Mo Lingshuang was in front of her. Among the six girls, she was barely ranked third, but the last one was about the same number of flowers as hers, and could be surpassed at any time, but Pu Zhenxian already surpassed Ling Shuang by nearly [-] flowers, ranking first, and Cui Meier also surpassed her. There are nearly a hundred flowers in Lingshuang.

According to the development of this situation, Pu Zhenxian is very likely to win the oiran today.

After a while, suddenly there was a sound of drums, and the cheers of the guests became louder. Chu Huan heard someone beside him saying: "Once the drums sound, no more flowers will be placed!"

Yingren also heard that Mo Lingshuang still had the most 130 flowers on his body at this time, but he looked at Luo Ding nervously, hoping that Luo Ding would not make any movements before the drumbeat stopped.

But this is obviously an extravagant hope. Luo Ding seems to have seen Yingren's nervousness, and whispered a few words to the fat man. Both of them looked at Yingren, with strange smiles on their faces, as if they knew Yingren Financial resources are exhausted.

The scene that made Yingren despair finally appeared. Luo Ding slowly raised his arm and shouted suddenly: "My young master will give Miss Ling Shuang another fifty flowers... no, I will give another hundred flowers!"

He seemed to be determined to pick Ling Shuang's brand. He had already got a hundred flowers before, and this time, he had already got two hundred flowers. one.

Ying Ren clenched his fists, looked at Chu Huan, and said in a trembling voice, "Chu Huan, you... you quickly think of a way? How much money do you have on you? Come on, take it all out...!"

At this time, the sound of the drum gradually slowed down, and it was about to stop.

In panic, Yingren didn't care how much money he had on him, so he raised his arm and wanted to call out eighty coins. Luo Ding really thought that Yingren was going to give it a go, and before Yingren could speak, he yelled loudly: "Another fifty flowers for Ling Shuang!"

This time, it became more than 250, 120 more than Yingren.

Yingren opened his mouth to shout, but Sun Desheng was already holding his hand. Yingren was extremely angry, and Sun Desheng said with a bitter face: "Xu... Mr. Xu, we...we have no money. You shouted for flowers, but there is no money to take." If you come out, you will be laughed at."

Yingren opened his mouth, but couldn't speak. After this delay, the sound of the drums finally stopped, and the shouts in the courtyard finally stopped. Some people were already laughing happily, and more people were dejected.

Yingren only felt that his eyes were full of golden flowers, if Feng Wuma hadn't stretched out his hand to support his back, he would have almost fallen backwards.

Over there, Luo Ding saw that he had already won, and there was a smug smile on his face. Under the fury in Luo Ding's eyes, there was already a strong murderous intent in his pupils.

At this time, Ling Shuang's face on the flower selection platform was ashen, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

The happy guests in the audience were all discussing, but the number of flowers was already being counted on the flower selection stage. After a while, Mama Cai came on stage again, and said with a charming smile: "The number of flowers has been counted. At present, the number one is from Baoxianglou Miss Pu Zhenxian has a total of 130 brocade flowers, the second is Cui Meier from Furong Pavilion, with [-] flowers, and the third is Mo Lingshuang from Cuiyu Tower, with [-] flowers Do...!"

Zhao Caishen below asked loudly: "Mother Cai, who gave Miss Pu the most flowers?"

Cai's mother smiled charmingly, giggled, and said, "God of Wealth Zhao, I'd like to accompany you tonight. You offer 150 flowers for Miss Pu. If there is no Wenhua to win the first prize, Miss Pu will be your wife."

Zhao Caishen laughed loudly, and proudly said: "Mother Cai, Miss Pu must belong to me, don't be idle tonight, play with us."

Cai's mother flicked her champagne, giggled and said, "It's not serious." She was in a very good mood, Pu Zhenxian was a girl in her building, she paid more than a thousand flowers, and had already earned more than 3 taels of silver for Baoxiang Building , this is an extremely huge amount, and more importantly, with her number of flowers, she will definitely win the oiran and become the most sought-after head of the line without any accidents, and will be the big cash cow of Baoxianglou in the future

Cai's mother said again: "Miss Cui Meier of Furong Pavilion, the one who has the most flowers is Young Master Zhou from Wanmatang, with 120 flowers... Young Master Zhou, congratulations!"

A young man in his thirties got up and clasped his hands around him, looking very restrained. Compared with Zhao Caishen, who was covered in fat and fat, this week's eldest son was much more fair and chic, so Cui Meier saw that she was being treated like this by Zhou eldest son. The handsome young master picked up the sign, but he was quite happy in his heart.

"Miss Mo Lingshuang in Cuiyu Tower, the one who spends the most is Master Luo!" Cai's mother looked at Luo Ding and said with a smile, "Master Luo spent more than 250 for Miss Lingshuang, it is really kind and righteous!"

Congratulations came from all around.

Luo Ding stood up triumphantly, glanced at the group, looked at Chu Huan and Ying Ren's eyes with a sneer, turned his eyes to Mo Lingshuang, raised his finger and laughed at Mo Lingshuang: "Miss Lingshuang, I will do what I say, and I want to praise you!" Your field, I want to praise your field, pick your brand, I want to pick your brand, tonight you are my son's man, let's see how my son looks for beauty, hahaha...!" Laughter Very proud.

Ling Shuang looked at Luo Ding's obscene expression, felt miserable in her heart, lowered her head, remained silent, and her delicate body was trembling, so pitiful.