By the time Xia Tan'er and the others left the wing, the flower hall of Xiaoxiang Restaurant had already become lively. Onlookers surrounded the three floors inside and three floors outside. There were ten tables lined up in the middle, forming a circle around the stands.
"Master, your place is here."
"Well, prepare some melon seed wine and a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."
"Yes, I will prepare now."
Song Lingcheng waved his hand to the waiter, and then stepped forward to pull out a chair for Xia Tan'er and help Xia Tan'er sit down.
Feng Muchi glanced at Song Lingcheng with disdain, and when Song Lingcheng noticed it, he glared back at him.
"Young Master Feng, why are you looking at me like this?"
"Even if Tan'er is the Nine Emperor Concubine, you don't have to go to this extent to please Song Lingcheng."
"What do you know? Tan'er is more than just the Nine Emperor's Concubine in my heart. I serve Tan'er as I should."
What these two people were arguing about was really childish. Xia Tan'er shook her head helplessly and focused her attention on the poetry meeting.
"So Song Lingcheng, there are ten people participating in the poetry meeting today?"
"Yes, there are gentlemen who teach, scholars who came to the imperial city, and a few talented women. In short, regardless of gender and status, today we just want to compete in poetry."
"That's quite interesting."
It was rare to see a competition between men and women, and Xia Tan'er's interest instantly rose.
After a while, all ten tables were filled with people, a total of six men and four women. The four women were also wearing veils like her and it was impossible to recognize who they were. But what surprised Xia Tan'er was that she didn't expect Xia Lingfu to come as well.
Xia Tan'er looked at Dong Lingjiu with confusion.
"I thought Lord Xia only knew how to investigate cases, but it turns out he can also write poetry?"
Dong Lingjiu took a sip of tea and spoke lightly.
"Tan'er, you must have forgotten that your brother was the number one scholar in the imperial examination, and was the young minister of Dali Temple personally appointed by the emperor. Poetry is nothing to him."
"hold head high."
It turns out that Xia Lingfu is so powerful, so how could he be deceived by Wen Moer for so long in the first place? Could it be that he is a guy with high IQ and low EQ? Or is he a complete love brain?
Xia Tan'er decided to just sit back and watch the show if she couldn't understand it.
But... when her eyes swept around and came to a corner, she couldn't believe what she saw in front of her.
"Hey, Feng Muchi, you have good eyesight. Please help me see if that person is Xiling Mo."
Looking in the direction Xia Tan'er pointed, Feng Muchi squinted his eyes for a while and then nodded seriously.
"Tan'er, you read that right, that person is Xiling Mo, but it's strange that her flamboyant temperament can be so low-key today. Normally, she can't even sit in a carriage in a high-key manner. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster."
"I didn't expect that she would also come to this poetry competition. Hey, I remember that the information I investigated earlier showed that Xiling Mo will also participate in the poetry competition at the Kyushu Festival tomorrow. Could it be that she came here to practice her skills first?"
"It's hard to say. Maybe they are here to steal poems. When the time comes, you can change them into your own poems and then use them in tomorrow's poetry competition."
It can be said that the words awakened the dreamer, and Xia Tan'er became more and more aware of this possibility.
She raised her eyebrows and glanced at Dong Lingjiu.
With just one look, Dong Lingjiu understood what Xia Tan'er was thinking. He couldn't help but let other men dote on his woman if she didn't dote on her herself.
Dong Lingjiu immediately looked at Song Lingcheng who was sitting aside.
"Song Lingcheng, please go down and prepare another table in the flower hall."
