Chapter 299 Oiran Competition, Three Levels

Style: Historical Author: Hokujo AutumnWords: 2193Update Time: 24/01/11 10:26:46
The size of Wucheng is much smaller than Yang Dong imagined.

This is not because Wucheng is sparsely populated, but because Wucheng itself is restricted by the terrain.

Wucheng is surrounded by mountains on all sides, with only a narrow basin in the middle.

If you want to build a city, you can only build it on flat land. Therefore, the entire Wucheng is built in a long and thin strip shape.

From a distance, Wucheng looks like a willow leaf, lying quietly among the mountains.

After entering the city gate, Shen Laosan led Yang Dong and his party to a restaurant where they were staying.

After arranging accommodation, Shen Laosan took the initiative to invite Yang Dong to the direction of the brothel.

Seeing this, Zhu Qing couldn't help but feel a trace of disdain in his eyes.

What’s worth visiting in a place like that with fireworks? Compared to this, it is better to practice swordsmanship in the yard.

With this thought in mind, he turned to Zhuyu and said:

"Junior sister, I am a little worried about Mr. Yang's safety, so I went over to protect him secretly. You guys stay in the inn and be careful in everything."

Hearing this, Zhuyu nodded slightly and said:

"I understand, senior brother. Then go back early and pay attention to safety."



Wucheng, Yanfang Building,

Shen Laosan stared at Zhu Qing with disdain and couldn't help but taunted:

"Didn't some people just say that this kind of fireworks place is not fun? If that's the case, why did you come here?"

Zhu Qing rolled her eyes at Shen Laosan and said calmly:

"I am here to protect Mr. Yang's safety. Besides, the land of fireworks is the easiest place to gather information."

"I came here only for official business. How could I be like you, coveting beauty?"

"You, you, you, just pretend!"

Shen Laosan pointed at Zhu Qing, trembling with anger.

He was about to continue his sarcasm, but was interrupted by Yang Dong raising his hand.

"Okay, just say a few words. Since it's the Oiran Competition, why does it look so peaceful outside? Is it because the Oiran Competition hasn't started yet?"

Hearing Yang Dong's question, Shen Laosan and Zhu Qing decisively shut their mouths.

They were also a little curious about this question.

At this moment, the coachman's voice came to their ears again.

"The three brothers are indeed of the same mind. But you may not know something, but the Oiran Competition in Wucheng is different from the Oiran Competition in other places."

The coachman said, and followed the footsteps of Yang Dong and others very familiarly.

He didn't know where to take out a piece of cooking cake, and while eating it, he explained vaguely.

"Everyone can hear something from the name of Wucheng."

"Our Wucheng is named after the character '武'. Therefore, the people in Wucheng are very tough, and basically everyone, whether men, women, old or young, can make two gestures."

"The Oiran Competition in Wucheng is also based on the same principle. If you want to win the favor of the Oiran, in addition to poetry and poetry, you must also have extraordinary martial arts talent."

Hearing this, Yang Dong's eyes lit up slightly.

Compared with poems and songs, he is a bit empty. Because there are many poems and songs in the Great Zhou Dynasty, they all overlap with the previous life.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he recited a poem that had long been famous in the Great Zhou Dynasty?

But if it was a martial arts competition, Yang Dongke would be full of energy.

On the one hand, with his current martial arts training, he is already considered a serious master.

Of course, there is another reason, that is, oiran competitions generally have age limits.

At his age, he can reach the level of a great martial artist. Not to mention that it is unique, at least it can definitely be regarded as a one-in-a-million master.

What's more, he has a secret weapon!

With that pink zhenqi there, even if he faces a master in the Wuzong realm, he is not completely helpless!

Thinking of this, he took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and handed it to the groom's hand.

"Please also introduce the specific details of the Oiran Competition."

The groom put away the broken silver, the smile on his face almost turned into wrinkles.

I guessed it right. These outsiders admired Doulu Oiran's beauty at first glance, so they came here because of her fame.

Seeing that you are so generous, I will reluctantly introduce it to you!

He thought so in his heart, but a flattering smile appeared on his face.

"I think there are some noble people here, but I'm afraid I don't know anything. The Oiran Competition in Wucheng requires tickets. Do you have tickets?"

"Do you need a ticket for this thing?"

When Shen Laosan heard this, a look of doubt appeared on his face.

He traveled extensively for many years and participated in several oiran competitions. But I have never heard that tickets are required to participate in the Oiran Competition.

He subconsciously glared at the groom and asked with suspicion:

"Hey, you groom, are you deceiving me?"

"I have participated in many oiran competitions, but I have never heard of one that requires tickets!"

When the groom saw Shen Laosan's face full of flesh, he immediately lowered his head and trembled: 33

"Young lady, you don't know. The Oiran Competition in Wucheng does require tickets. But the tickets are not expensive, only one tael of silver is enough."

"My lord, look over there, where the tickets are sold."

"I didn't lie to you about this!"

Shen Laosan followed the sound and saw a small opening on the first floor of the brothel with the words "Ticket Sales for the Oiran Competition" written on it.

"Okay, then I'll buy a ticket, Mr. Yang, you guys wait here for a while."

Hearing this, Yang Dong nodded slightly, then looked at the groom and continued to ask:

"Since it's a competition, there must be a charter. How about you tell me about it?"

The groom coughed lightly, cleared his throat and said:

"The rules of our Oiran Competition in Wucheng are actually very simple. There are only three levels in total. The first level is poetry. As long as you can write a poem and get the approval of the oirans, you will be considered successful."

"As for the second level, it is the martial arts competition. Because there is a certain degree of danger in the martial arts competition, we will ask the guarding general of Wucheng as a referee to conduct the martial arts competition. There are no special rules for the martial arts competition, but there is only one thing , Don’t hurt people’s lives, otherwise the results will be cancelled, and will be sent to the Yamen, and the city lord will be asked to convict you.”

Hearing this, Yang Dong nodded slightly.

This kind of competition is in line with common sense.

"I roughly understand the first two levels. What about the third level? What is the competition?"

Hearing this question, a strange look appeared on the groom's cheek.

"This third level, the content of the competition is somewhat special."

"Actually, to be honest, I don't know how to describe it. In short, in the third level, the oiran will make his own questions and give them to every contestant participating in the competition. This question may be very simple, or it may be difficult. . It all depends on whether the oiran has a good eye for the contestants."

Some people died, but not completely...