In the small pavilion on the second floor of the Lotus Flower Building, there are fragrances of flowers. Looking at the lotus leaves and fields in the pond in the shallow water, several white lotus trees are blooming in full bloom.

The two beauties sat at the small table next to the window, and a pair of horse tags were spread out in front of them. There was wine, meat, and a large plate of tender lotus root with ginger juice.

On the right, there is a girl in blue with a slender waist, big eyes, pointed chin, and her skin is as tender as pink and crispy as she is holding a horse tag in her hand. Her pair of willow eyebrows are twisted into a lump, and she is worried about which card to play.

Sitting opposite her was a plump and beautiful woman with cloud sleeves on her right arm, revealing a piece of snow-like arm, bare left foot, and snow-white feet on the chair, urging: "Qing'er, are you done? You say that you are like a turtle playing cards, and the whole family is a turtle."

The girl in green said angrily: "I don't want to be a turtle, I'll take three ropes!"

"Hu! They are all paired with Hu, Sheng Hui seventh, take money and get money."

The woman with beautiful makeup laughed: "Good cards, good cards, come out of nowhere!"

"for you."

The girl in green lost her silver and took advantage of the gap where the woman in beautiful makeup took the silver, she suddenly turned into a blue light and flew up toward the roof.

"I want to leave? Li Zizeng said: 'It is unreasonable to leave without saying goodbye.', come back!"

The woman with beautiful makeup giggled. Haoran was as honest as a steel wall, and instantly covered the room. The green light was drilling everywhere, but it was like a frozen fly drilling into the window, unable to get out of the door.

The green light turned around for a week, but he turned into a girl in blue and turned her eyes to the beautiful woman with angrily whitening: "Which great scholar is Li Zi? When did you say such bird words?"

"Of course it's my Su'an layman Li Qingming. You can't even talk about it. In short, you can't beat me, so don't want to leave this lotus flower building."

Li Qingming smiled, picked up the wine bowl in front of him and drank it all: "I have always promised the most. Since I promised your sister to look at you, I must do what I say, otherwise wouldn't it make people laugh at me, Mr. Su'an, for being untrustworthy?"

"Qing'er, you'd better die this. Stay here and be a courtesan for me. If you are not happy, just think that the guys below are having fun. If you meet a partner, you will be the guest of the squad. Your sister likes talented men, and I believe she won't object."

The girl in green said angrily: "You...you are forcing a good person to become a prostitute!"

Li Qingming smiled and shook his head and said, "Wrong, this is called the beauty of adulthood. Have you forgotten that the boss behind the Ouhua Building is your sister Bai. If you say that you are forcing a good man to become a prostitute, you will have her share."

The girl in green knew that she was no match for Li Qingming. Her eyes turned and begged: "Good sister, you have always felt sorry for Qing'er. Qing'er begs you, let me leave. Sister Bai is going to do that alone, it is so dangerous."

"Haha, she has been practicing Taoism for three thousand years. If I really start, I may not be sure to win it. What do you want you to worry about? If you stay in this Ouhua Building honestly and obediently, you will help her if you don't cause trouble."

Li Qingming clearly didn't get in, and shook his head and said, "You can do it if you don't want to play horse hangs, so just look at the guys below to have fun. There are really a few handsome figures below, I hope it's not just an embroidered pillow."

......

At this moment, the "talented men" who were playing tea have already competed in full swing.

From the beginning of talking about everything and showing off his knowledge, he finally made it to the point where he became famous and began to talk about poetry on the spot.

Bao Zheng watched coldly and secretly.

I just now, there were a few people who were arrogant and praised for their status as scholars and juren. Since the juren masters have all come, they must represent the level of poetry in the Dagen Dynasty to a certain extent.

Unfortunately, the result still disappointed him.

After all, I was born in the liberal arts department in the past. I still had hundreds of Tang and Song lyrics. I either came from the poetic immortals or the lyrics gods or monsters. It was like eating all the eight major cuisines, and I still like the so-called Michelin?

There are some limerick poems written by these "talented men" and there are several poems with regular rhythms. Unfortunately, in Bao Zheng's opinion, they are all too craftsmanship and have no spirituality.

The imperial examination killed people, and everyone was so stupid that they read.

Bai Yutang grinned and sneered, "What are they all? That's all?"

The disdain was very strong and the sound was quite loud. I immediately annoyed more than a dozen "talented men" who felt good about themselves.

A middle-aged man who claimed to be a juren sneered and said, "If our poems are in front of Mr. Su'an, it will naturally be far inferior. This brother is so disdainful, he must have written a text around the corner. I wonder if he can recite them in public, and once we open up our thoughts?"

Bao Zheng glanced at Bai Yutang and thought to himself that he was acting like a poem by others. Why are you pretending to be a fool? Now, I’m so general?

Bai Yutang smiled faintly, as if confident: "It's good, Bai has a poem and is about to ask Mr. Su'an and Miss Qing to comment."

"This poem is called, 'Access to the Ouhua Building on Wind and Snowy Night', author, Bai Yutang."

"oh?"

The lay Buddhist Su An upstairs was slightly stunned and looked at Bai Yutang through the bead curtain.

She naturally heard of this immortal master of Kaifeng Prefecture's title as the first sharpener in the torture instrument room. She was a big mouse with profound knowledge.

I just never thought that this brocade mouse could still be good at writing and ingenuity?

Qing'er was also slightly aroused by Bai Yutang, and temporarily put the escape plan aside, quietly waiting for Bai Yutang's wonderful sentences.

"The wind and snow don't return at night,

I occasionally saw the Bilian Pond,

Where he realized the truth in his year,

Today’s beauty nest!”

I thought about this poem all the way. Bai Yutang read it out in one breath, waiting to coax the sky and be welcomed by the courtesan as the guest of the curtain. Bai Piao Lou Hua Building, leaving behind a erotic legend.

Bao Zheng nodded slightly, "Old Bai Xing". Although this poem is suspected of flattering, it is still appropriate. Unfortunately, it is too straightforward and not very exquisite."

It is not easy for a big mouse to write such a regular poem.

But it may be difficult to be attracted by the beautiful girl's eyes.

Sure enough, there were sparse applause in Zhike Hall, most of which was about the flattery content in the poem, but there was no expectation of Bai Yutang to coax the sky.

A erotic story of a snake and a mouse ended in vain.

"It's all people who don't understand poetry..."

Bai Yutang's old face was slightly red, and he cursed and sighed that he was talented but did not meet people. The famous lay Buddhist Su'an was just like this!

Chen San originally wanted to give it a try, but when he saw Bai Yutang missing, he was confident that he had prepared a poem that was not as good as Bai Yutang. If both of them were missing in a row, it would be ridiculed and ridiculed for nothing, so he gave up his thoughts.

He just looked at Bao Zheng with some expectations: "Dalang, you are a Tongsheng at least, so why don't you write one?"

Before he finished speaking, someone laughed loudly and said, "Haha, Tong Sheng? There are scholars and juren here, but they never win the toad palace. They have the green eyes of the flower courtesan, and even a Tong Sheng dares to stand out?"

"That's right, in my opinion, if you also use poetry to please lay Buddhists, then forget it, and you will lose the face of our scholars for nothing."

Bai Yutang is too arrogant and offended everyone. Today, everyone spent money to drink casual tea, but they didn't even see the heels of the courtesan lady. They were angry, and they were venting their anger on their table.

"court death!"

Bai Yutang snorted coldly, a sharp look flashed in his eyes. Bao Zheng patted the back of his hand, and then he remembered that this was in Ouhua Tower and Mr. Su'an was still on it, so he had to force himself to suppress it.

Seeing this kind of scene for a lot of times, the big teapot quickly smiled and smoothed out: "Everyone, you all have done wonderful articles. Don't be angry, don't be angry, you are all elegant."

"Dear benefactors, there are still half a quarter of an hour left. To thank you, Miss Qing presented a pot of fine wine at each table. Please accept it with a smile."

When they heard that it was Miss Qing who delivered the wine, the "talents" gradually became angry.

Just as I was about to drink, I left when I suddenly heard a soft and beautiful female voice coming from the building: "Everyone comes to support Qing'er late at night, how can I treat you to leave? Today, Sister Li, a layman in Su'an, isn't she still saying that she wants to have a literary meeting with all the 'talents' to make everyone come back with great pleasure?"
Chapter completed!