Caozhou has the most suitable flower veins, and peonies are particularly strange in the world.

There are too many poems about peony, so Wang Ziteng finally chose one from the many peony poems that he was quite satisfied with.

His eyes were slightly opened, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"What did you say?"

Ruoshui was stunned suddenly, and then the joy in his eyes emanated uncontrollably.

Wang Ziteng smiled and said, "I mean it's appropriate to remember. The poems performed at this time. With this poem, I think you have the opportunity to be the leader."

"No one can surpass you, and you will become the well-deserved courtesan of this generation."

The people around also looked at Wang Ziteng incredible.

They didn't expect that Wang Ziteng could write a good poem.

"Maybe, I just make a random poem to make up for the numbers. After all, good poems are not so easy to write."

All of these people thought of this. When they thought about it, a hint of mockery appeared involuntarily at the corner of their mouths and looked at Wang Ziteng indifferently.

Only Ruoshui was very confident in Wang Ziteng and said in a trembling voice: "Young Master, what kind of poem is it?"

Wang Ziteng smiled and said, "You listen carefully, listen, how is this poem incomprehensible to your eyes?"

He stood up, walked a few steps, pointed to the peonies swaying in the wind nearby, and smiled and said, "My poem is about peonies blooming, and the peonies among the flowers are full of fragrances. I believe you can also be full of fragrances."

Wealth, glory, and ethics, and flowers bow their heads to worship the fragrance of the dust.

The painting railings and embroidered tents are surrounded by red jade, and the clouds and clouds are covered with green flowers.

The sky has fragrance that can be the best in the world, and the country has no color to be its neighbor.

Famous flowers are difficult to cultivate, and they spend a lot of money on the work of spring.

Step by step, eight steps become poetry, and the poem is completed. Wang Ziteng stood there without moving, his eyes smiling. He looked at Ruoshui.

After listening to Ruoshui, he remained silently and savored this poem silently.

This poem is very well written.

But Ruoshui could clearly feel that compared to the east wind blooming thousands of flowers and trees at night, this poem is still a little different. One can only be famous in future generations, but the other can be remembered forever.

"Good poems, great poems!"

After savoring it for a while, Ruoshui smiled and looked at Wang Ziteng, crying with joy: "Young Master. With this poem that meets the situation, I am sure that the leader is the most beautiful. Thank you so much. If I can jump out of the fire pit of brothel this time, even if I do something, I will thank you for your great kindness."

With love, with the wind and dust, with the east wind blooming thousands of flowers and trees at night, with wealth, ethics and other ethics, and with the divine sculptures, what is love in the world... With so many peerless works, Ruoshui has the confidence to stand out and push forward invincible hands.

If Ruoshui still cannot become a courtesan under such conditions, Wang Ziteng has no choice. The personnel are over, and the rest depends on God's will.

"Let's go. The young master has spent too much thoughts. Go and have a meal. I'll take this time and study with my sisters how to express the meaning of this poem."

It is noon, and it is time for dinner, and the courtesan competition is temporarily suspended. It will continue to start after the meal.

Wang Ziteng said: "Miss Ruoshui, people are iron rice or steel. If you don't eat for a meal, it's more important to eat. If you don't eat, you have any energy to study. Let's go to eat first. After the meal, you will study it slowly."

Ruoshui nodded obediently and said softly: "Everything is up to the young master."

Wang Ziteng could hear goosebumps all over his body, so he quickly took a few steps and ran away in panic.

The little green snake rolled its eyes when he heard this.

He jumped and followed Wang Ziteng, ran towards the place where he was eating, and shouted as he ran: "Brother Ziteng, remember to leave me some lamb legs. I like roasted lamb the most. It is best to roast whole lamb, yellow and orange, and it tastes tender and delicious."

Ruoshui looked at the departure of Wang Ziteng, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Maybe he disliked my origin... He had no intention of me... He just helped me out of kindness and helped me get out of the fire pit."

She didn't realize that a heart had quietly fallen on Wang Ziteng.

The meal was quickly eaten and the competition started again.

This time, as it was at the beginning, it was still a knockout match. Each team had only one chance. Only when the last four teams were left could it start to carry out turns of the competition. With the best results, the top four rankings were selected and who was the courtesan.

The quarterfinals this time are Ruoshuixuan, Shumenglou, Wanhualou, Linshui Pavilion, Yihonglou, Baihuapu, Chunfanglou, and a woman whose surname has not been revealed.

The woman was polite and had a decent temperament. She knew at a glance that she was not an ordinary woman.

No one knows where she comes from or where she will go. She has always stood alone, like a lotus that is untainted from the mud, holy and noble.

She had a scarf on her face, and she couldn't tell what she looked like, but her graceful body and sweet sound quality made people think about her face.

The competition began, and the stage was very quiet and everyone was waiting for it.

Flowers compete for beauty and women compete for beauty. Who can be the best and become the courtesan of this generation?

Everyone will wait and see!

The first one to appear was the flower girl in the Dream Tower. She was wearing a long sleeve of water-green. She walked towards the gentle music of silk and bamboo, and she walked in a lotus step, shaking one step three times, exuding a charming wind-smelling smell.

The soft waist was shaken and shaking, and it was only a handful of grip, very slender, as if it could not stand the breeze blowing, swaying from time to time, and the whole person became very attractive as the waist twisted.

I saw her standing in the center of the stage, enjoying the glory.

She looked at the place where Zhang Xuezheng was in the judges, and then looked at all the spectators on the stage, gently opening their red lips, and their voices were like yellow orioles singing green willows, which sounded very nice.

"I sing a song written by Wang Meng, a talented man in Caozhou. The tune of the song is to roll the ball!"

Cleared his throat and started singing.

"I hate you too late to meet, but I am too fast to leave. Willows are long and jade is difficult to tie, and I wish I could not hold the slanting sunset in the forest. The horses are walking in a hurry and the car is following you quickly, but I told you to avoid you. I solved the question and parted with you. I heard a sound of leaving, and I loosened the golden bracelet. I saw the ten-mile long pavilion from afar. I lost my jade skin: Who knows this hatred?"

A song of rolling hydrangea, sang over and over again, singing the joys and sorrows of men and women during the separation. Listening to such a song, the scene of parting seemed to appear in front of you.

The blue clouds and the yellow flowers are in the ground, and the north and geese fly south. Whoever dyes the frost and the forest is drunk when the morning comes, and people always cry when they leave.

This song is excellent, and the performance skills of Miss Ruhua are also first-class. After singing it, everyone was sad.

Some young people couldn't help but emerge in their minds. The sadness when they parted with their lovers was heartbroken. Flowers bloomed and people smiled, flowers fell, and people broke their hearts. The sun sets, and people broke their hearts at the end of the world.

Zhang Xuezheng was in the judges' seat and was filled with joy.

"This kind of song is simply one of the few best in the world. With such songs, with my secret operation, Ruhua will definitely become the courtesan of this year's courtesan competition."

"Wang Yuanwai, how do you look at the sing of the flower-Rui girl in the Dream Tower?"

Wang Fugui's face was gray and said, "I sang very well, and the song was even more unheard of. It made people feel heartbroken when I heard it. I was so worried that the courtesan this time would be her."

Zhang Xuezheng said: "It's really good, but the courtesan is too early to say it. Wang Meng is worthy of being the number one juren in Caozhou and has great talent. He should be the number one in Caozhou."

Wang Fugui's mouth was a little bitter. At such a grand event, Ruhua had the help of Wang Meng and Zhang Xuezheng. This time the courtesan was almost in his pocket.

But when he thought that Ruhua was likely to be on the bed of two people, a hint of ridicule appeared on the corner of his mouth. No matter what, he had enjoyed the first time that he had enjoyed the Yuzhen girl from Wanhualou...

"I wonder who they both drank the pot water?"

Wang Fugui glanced at Zhang Xuezheng and thought maliciously.

The second person to appear was Miss Yuzhen from Wanhualou. Seeing Miss Yuzhen walking to the center of the stage, Wang Fugui suddenly felt a little excited.

The audience was like a tsunami, with many people shouting Yuzhen's name wildly.

Hearing the call below, Wang Fugui smiled.

Most of these people were here for him to pay money to press the formation for Yu Zhen.

The tsunami-like cry of Zhongshan is a great recognition of Yuzhen and also greatly enhances Yuzhen's aura.

"With so many people supporting Yuzhen, I don't believe it. Do the other judges dare to ignore the voices of the public?"

Hearing these calls, Zhang Xuezheng's face turned a little dark. He glared at Wang Fugui fiercely, but he felt helpless.

Wang Fugui is a gentry in Caozhou, with a broad mind. Even if he is a noble person, he will not come to him.

"Cheating, this is cheating... It's forcing the judges to choose her. It's too despicable and shameful...!"

Zhang Xuezheng cried in his heart.

"I just hope she doesn't perform well as Ruhua, otherwise, Ruhua's chances of winning the courtesan will be a little lower."

In a blink of an eye, Yuzhen was not pretentious and started her performance after a simple opening remark.

The performance was also excellent, but the content of the singing was still much worse than that of Ruhua.

On the building next to the stage, a scholar in blue clothes suddenly turned gray and said, "My song is not as good as the one I just rolled in. It's too much worse. I'm careless about the creeping tiger and hidden dragon in Caozhou City."

After a pause, he said with confidence: "However, although you can't be the first, you can still be the second, and you will be the second."

A scholar in green was also sitting opposite him. He didn't say anything when he heard this, but just listened quietly.

After hearing this, he comforted him: "Brother Shiyu, the Dream Tower was supported by Wang Meng, the number one talented man in Caozhou in the past few years. It is not unfair to lose to him. I believe that even if Wang Meng was a scholar, even if he was a talented person back then, he would not be as good as you."

The scholar Shiyu in Qingyi no longer hides the arrogance in his heart. He smiled proudly and said, "I dare not say anything else. In Caozhou City, I am the second most scholar, who dares to be the first?"

But my heart was bleeding: "I said it well to Wang Fugui at that time. If what I wrote was the first, I would give me 100,000 taels of silver. If the second was the only one, I would only have 80,000 taels of silver. I just lost 20,000 taels of silver. I felt heartbroken, I felt heartbroken..."

While the two were talking, the performance of the Yuzhen girl from Wanhualou had already finished. To be honest, after the performance, it attracted endless applause from the public.

The third one to appear was Baihua Garden... Everyone appeared one by one.

The daughter of the daughter ranked sixth, and Ruoshui ranked seventh.

When the mysterious woman appeared, she sang common songs and sang very well, but the content was too ordinary and she was directly eliminated.

Looking at the eliminated woman, Ruoshui couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

But even though I was a little uneasy, my face still showed calmness and ease. I walked slowly to the center of the stage. I looked at Wang Ziteng with soft eyes. Wang Ziteng nodded firmly to her, stretched out a thumb, and moved his mouth with a smile.

Ruoshui could understand his mouth shape, and he was saying, "You can do it, come on, you will definitely win the first place!"

Looking at Wang Ziteng's encouragement, Ruoshui mustered up the courage and said on the stage: "Today I will sing a song for you!"
Chapter completed!