After dancing, the oiran took a short rest before continuing to the next game.
This round of the game is all about poetry.
The theme is based on the appearance of the court lady.
Reciting poems and writing poems is a scholar's specialty. He Ping'an is not particularly good at this, so he can only watch others perform first.
Unexpectedly, among the people who were lively just now, when it was their turn to compose poems, not many of them took to the stage. They were all crooked limericks, which made the oiran yawn repeatedly.
At this time, Liu Sheng finally put his posture into full swing and stood up slowly: "Everyone, I have no talents, but I have a poem for Miss Muyan."
He pondered for a moment and slowly said: "There is no beauty in the world, and beauty is what pleases the eye."
While speaking, he looked at the oiran lady not far away.
When the court lady heard this, her eyelashes twitched slightly, and her eyes immediately turned to Liu Sheng.
Although there were only two sentences, she could already tell that this poem was extraordinary.
Liu Sheng was proud of himself. Although he was not good at poetry, he was better because of his longevity and the time he had spent cultivating Confucianism and Taoism.
A random poem is hundreds of times better than these limericks.
"The beauty of the country and the city is stunning, and everyone in the world is shocked!"
Liu Sheng only thought and then said the second half of the poem.
"What a poem!"
After hearing this poem, the oiran lady immediately stood up and praised it repeatedly.
Although this second half is not confrontational, it is far better than ordinary poetry.
Especially comparing herself to a stunning beauty, whose appearance is astonishing to the whole country, this greatly satisfies the vanity of the oiran lady.
No matter how good the poem is, it is better to put it into the heart of a beautiful woman.
Liu Sheng chuckled and sat down slowly, knowing that he was already sure.
Wang Yang, who was sitting opposite Liu Sheng, originally looked anxious, but after carefully recalling the poem, his heart moved.
He moved his fingers slightly, and a hidden magic power popped out of his hand and fell on Liu Sheng's body.
Thinking that he could ride Jiangzhou's thin horse tonight, Liu Sheng felt happy. He casually picked up a glass of wine and fed it into his mouth, not paying attention to Wang Yang's tactics on the other side.
“Good wine!”
Liu Sheng drank the wine in one gulp and praised.
At this time, I am in a good mood, and no matter what I drink, it tastes good.
However, when he put down the wine glass, he found that the way everyone looked at him changed.
"Now that the world is declining, even a bad old man comes to visit Jiaofangsi."
Everyone pointed at Liu Sheng.
Liu Sheng frowned and thought of something in an instant. His spiritual thoughts moved slightly, but he found that the haoran righteousness of his transformed body had been broken by someone.
And his true appearance was revealed.
He turned his eyes and scanned everyone's faces, only to find Wang Yang hiding behind the people, covering his mouth and snickering.
'It must be this guy! I want to see who you really are! '
At this time, his face was torn, Liu Sheng's heart moved, and he said the same thing: "Break the false and preserve the true!"
As soon as his voice fell, a mysterious force fell on Wang Yang, immediately tearing away his disguise and revealing his true face.
"Niubi, it's actually you!"
It wasn't until Wang Yang revealed his true body that Liu Sheng discovered that he was actually the Chongyang True Immortal.
"Where did this stinky Taoist priest come from? He also came to visit Jiaofangsi!"
"Indecent morals and ruined the Taoist sect's reputation!"
Everyone had just seen Liu Sheng transform from a prosperous and handsome young man into a bad old man, and now they saw Wang Yang, a rich man from a wealthy family, transform into an old Taoist priest.
Everyone's mood was like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs.
"Old sour scholar, are you crazy?"
Seeing that he had also been exposed, Chongyang Zhenxian could not help but glare at Liu Sheng.
"Didn't you go back to Xuanyang? Why are you still in Jiangzhou?"
When Liu Sheng saw that this person was actually the Chongyang True Immortal, he said doubtfully.
"Shouldn't you also be sitting in the army? Why are you here?"
Chongyang True Immortal replied unceremoniously.
He left the army early because he wanted to taste the taste of Jiangzhou's thin horses. In the past few days, he visited all the large and small boats in Jiangzhou, tasted all kinds of beauties, and found out the rules of Jiaofangsi. He came to Xiaoxiang today. Yuan, prepare to have a taste of Jiaofangsi Oiran.
Unexpectedly, before the Oiran could win, he encountered two powerful enemies.
As soon as Liu Sheng took action, a poem that Chongyang True Immortal had prepared before eclipsed in front of his poem.
However, he had a close relationship with Liu Sheng. He heard clues from his poems and found that his tone was very similar to Liu Sheng's, so he took action to expose Liu Sheng's disguise.
"You're such an old man, you actually tried to undermine me. If I don't fight with you today, how can you satisfy the hatred in my heart?"
"get out!"
Liu Sheng's figure flashed and flew directly out of the window of Xiaoxiang Garden and rushed into the air.
Upon seeing this, True Immortal Chongyang turned into a shadow and chased after Liu Sheng's figure.
Not long after, there were bursts of roaring sounds in the air, followed by shouts and curses from the two people.
Immediately, Xuankang City's city defense formation automatically opened to protect Xuankang City. The two men also subconsciously avoided crowded places, fought farther and farther away, and soon left Xuankang City.
It was only then that everyone realized that the strength of these two old men was extraordinary.
Some people, in particular, seemed to find that the bad old man Liu Sheng transformed into looked a little familiar. After careful consideration, wasn't it the Great Mysterious Book Sage who was beheaded at noon today - Liu Sheng?
Since this is Liu Sheng, it is not difficult to guess the identity of the other old Taoist priest who is comparable in strength to him. He should be the True Immortal of the Daxuan Taoist Sect and the True Immortal of Chongyang.
"Did we scold Liu Sheng and Chongyang Immortal just now?"
Everyone figured this out in an instant, and broke out in cold sweat. If Liu Sheng and Chongyang True Immortal hated themselves, then how could they and others survive?
When they thought of this, everyone no longer had any thoughts of looking for flowers and willows. Even though there were a few people who made rude remarks, they took the lead in asking for resignation from the oiran lady and left Xiaoxiang Garden in a hurry.
Prepare to go home and make arrangements for the funeral.
The number of people present suddenly decreased by half.
The remaining people were all those who had not spoken out before to accuse the two transcendent realm experts.
There was only one young Confucian scholar, whom he had scolded the most before. However, at this time, he was not afraid at all and had no intention of leaving.
Some of the remaining people asked strangely: "Master Li, aren't you afraid that the two seniors will come back again?"
The young Confucian scholar named Li Gongzi smiled calmly: "There is no joy in life, no fear in death. As soon as the two seniors leave, the poems below will have the best chance."
"As the saying goes, if you die under peonies, you will be romantic as a ghost. If you can have a romantic night with Miss Mu Yan for a moment, then you can die next to me tomorrow, what's the difficulty?"
"Besides, the two seniors are both great figures among the people. How can they blame me and other villains for their short-sighted behavior?"
Everyone looked sideways, but they didn't expect that this kid was actually an infatuated person.
He actually risked his life just to get together with the courtesan.
They also remembered that the poems written by this boy were outstanding among the previous limericks. Although they were not as good as Liu Sheng, they were still much better than the others.
When He Ping'an saw this, he smiled indifferently and couldn't help but look at the young Confucian scholar a few more times. This man seemed not to be afraid of life and death, but he always left a way out for himself.
First, he said that he was not afraid of life and death, and then he praised Liu Sheng and Chongyang True Immortal a few times, while saying that he was just a nobody.
At that time, even if Liu Sheng and Chongyang Zhenxian were blamed, they would be embarrassed to argue with this young scholar after hearing this.
But this oiran lady is determined to get it, so how can she leave it in the hands of others?
"I'm tired, Xiaocui, please go back to your room."
Seeing that Chongyang True Immortal and Liu Sheng had left, the oiran's beautiful eyes couldn't help but show a little disappointment, and then she was about to return to the room on the second floor.
Later, Xiaocui will naturally lead tonight's winner into her secret garden.
Xiaocui had already received the instruction, holding a white lotus in her hand, and walked towards Mr. Li.
According to the rules of the oiran lady, only those who obtain the white lotus can enter the second floor.
Upon seeing this, Mr. Li knew that he had obtained the approval of the courtesan. He looked ecstatic, held his head high, and prepared to accept the white lotus.
Everyone couldn't help but show a hint of envy. If it were in the past, although the oiran lady was famous, it would only be in the Jiangzhou area.
But today Liu Sheng and the Chongyang True Immortal are here at the same time. Once the news gets out, the fame of the oiran lady will become famous for a while.
If you are lucky enough to spend a spring night with an courtesan, you will feel half a head taller than other people when you walk on the street.
When people on the street saw him, they were sure to say: "Look, this is the man who snatched the oiran's wife from the hands of Liu Sheng and Chongyang Immortal."
Thinking of this scene, Mr. Li couldn't help but smile. At the same time, the scene of vigorously whipping the courtesan later appeared in his mind.
Just when he was about to take the white lotus from Xiaocui's hand, someone behind him suddenly took a step forward and said loudly: "Wait a minute!"
