Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Chapter 130 How can we not go to the second floor of the bathing city?

Chapter 130: How can we not go to the second floor of the bathing city?

Xie Jin looked at the newly updated "ranking list" on the stage. The word "Xie Jin" ranked second, and it was dazzling to him.

Good guy!

If I can't compare to Brother Chen, that's because Brother Chen is extremely talented and talented, so I, a child prodigy, have to admit defeat.

But what does that smug guy on the stage mean?

In fact, Xie Jin was also worried at the moment.

Although he has always been known as a child prodigy, now that he is older, he is also called a great talent.

But in fact, he is not a cheater like Hu Weiyong after all.

Although Jie Jin's talent is strong, it is not so strong as to be unprecedented.

After all, he is still young and lacks knowledge and experience. Naturally, he has some shortcomings in poetry and other literary styles that need to express his aspirations.

Poetry is not just a matter of writing skills.

If you really want to write a good poem, it must be a combination of deep writing skills, experience, and what you see and hear.

As far as Jie Jin is concerned, although his writing skills are good, his experience and knowledge are far behind others.

But what he is actually best at is couplets.

But in the brothel, those who have heard of poetry gatherings, dance parties, and singing parties have never heard of a special couplet party.

Therefore, he could only use his own shortcomings to attack others' strengths.

At this time, Su Yuqian, who was standing on the stage and had just won the first place, was looking around the crowd with a happy face and his chin slightly raised.

It's not easy!

When he learned that Zui Feng Tower was going to hold another poetry gathering, he was ready.

In fact, he himself is not a top-notch scholar, but among scholars, he is definitely considered to be a good one.

This time, I even took out several works that I carefully polished every word and sentence, and asked my father and mentor to help me think about them.

His father's rank was not high, he was just a member of the Imperial Academy.

But for such an old Hanlin, he was famous among the scholars.

Not to mention his mentor, who was also a famous scholar among scholars.

After having these two checkpoints, he felt quite confident.

Runniang, the old madam of Zui Feng Tower, suddenly changed her previous rules of arbitrary writing and gave a title of "Ming Yue".

The song he is most proud of and loves the most is one with the theme of the bright moon.

This is a carefully prepared poem, and it has also been tested and polished by two great scholars.

If a loser like Hu Weiyong doesn't take action, if he still can't win the title of the Poetry Society, then something is wrong.

It is precisely because his calculations are now completely in place that Su Yuqian is so proud now.

This is not cheating on his part.

The poems were originally written by him, and those who helped polish the poems were also his biological father and mentor.

This little help is much better than those who hire ghostwriters.

The most important thing is that today, he will not only become famous in the capital, but also win a beautiful woman.

If he is not pleased, who will be?

"Brother, please give me permission!"

"Hahaha, if we have another chance next time, you and I might as well continue to learn from each other!"

Listening to Su Yuqian's seemingly humble but actually arrogant words on the stage, Xie Jin's mouth almost became angry.

What Xie Jin didn't know was that Su Yuqian was actually shocked by Xie Jin.

You know, Xie Jin is ranked second behind him.

He had also heard the work that Jie Jin had just finished, and it was really slightly inferior to his own. It could even be said that it was just a little bit behind.

Moreover, the other party most likely wrote it on the spot.

This is if the other party is prepared and polishes it carefully.

I am afraid that the leader of this poetry club really has no role for himself. How can this make Su Yuqian not panic?

To put it bluntly, this is a complete talent crushing.

Precisely because after understanding this, Su Yuqian became more assertive.

Because he thought about it, regardless of whether he could win against Xie Jin and others again in the future.

But this time his victory was real!

Then, instead of worrying about the future, it is better to fully consolidate this victory.

Help Xie Jin become famous, so that he who steps on Xie Jin's head will become even more powerful.

No, after teasing Xie Jin, Su Yuqian didn't let go when facing Fang Xiaoru, who was also famous.

Su Yuqian even greeted the other eight students who also received awards one by one.

Jie Jin and Fang Xiaoru are not soft-tempered people who won't fight back when hit or scolded.

At this moment, the two of them were just worried about the occasion and did not take action, so they could only curse and get angry.

Otherwise, if we change places, I am afraid that Xie Jin has already finished the first round and is preparing for the second round.

After the performance on the stage was over, the remaining eight talents could finally choose the eight first-class girls specially arranged by Zui Feng Tower.

However, in the eyes of everyone, although the eight people in front of them are indeed quite good.

But after all, compared to the oiran Mingyue, she was still a little behind.

In other words, the aura of romance and coquettishness as strong as Mingyue's is really just right for their taste.

But, they were at the back.

The most angry person is Jie Jin.

After all, Mr. Xie Jinjie was almost able to win the title.

Thinking of his previous contempt, Jie Jin curled his lips in disdain, rolled his eyes, turned around and ran to Hu Weiyong and asked.

"Brother Chen, the poetry meeting is over anyway. How about you come up with a masterpiece to suppress Su Yuqian?"

"That guy's arrogant look just now was too annoying, but I can't defeat him, so I can only count on Brother Chen!"

"You promised the madam not to participate in the poetry meeting, but now that the poetry meeting is over, what's the harm in having a song to add to the fun?"

When Hu Weiyong heard this, he really became interested.

It's not anything else, it's mainly that Wan Ruang on the side is looking at him expectantly.

Men, no matter how old they are, can never refuse the opportunity to show off in front of a girl.

Raising his eyebrows, Hu Weiyong didn't even let go of Wan Ru in his arms. He directly reached out and took the brush beside him and dipped it in ink. He graffitied casually and said casually.

"This is what I was just thinking about when I was bored, just take a look and do it!"

"It should be enough to cope with today's poetry meeting!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he paused and finished writing.

Then he got up and took Wan Rui, who had a longing look on his face and his eyes shining, and went straight upstairs.

Damn, coming to a brothel is like going to a bathhouse. If you don’t go up to the second or third floor, you’re here in vain.

Hurry, the spring night is too short!

When Xie Jin looked at this poem, he was stunned for a moment, and then felt ecstatic!

Su Yuqian was being invited by the oiran Mingyue and was about to go to her room.

Walking on the aisle, holding Ming Yue as the oiran in his arms, Su Yuqian couldn't be too proud.

Even looking at people makes me want to look through my nostrils!

To put it bluntly, this is not taking other people seriously.

But at this moment, Xie Jin suddenly spoke and read loudly:

"Hard work is the most pitiful to the moon in the sky. One night is like a ring, and every night is like a knot."

As soon as this sentence came out, the whole place fell silent instantly.

(End of this chapter)