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Chapter 147 Poetry Conference
The next day, he invited local craftsmen to start repairing Lujiazhuang. In order to speed up, he had to spend more money to hire workers to come.

The entire Lujiazhuang is expected to take a week to repair.

This week he will come twice a day to oversee the work.

The rest of the time is to accompany them to travel around the mountains and rivers.

Jiaxing, the endless misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, there are hundreds of bowls of delicacies that can't be eaten enough!

The ancient town of Jiaxing has the characteristics of the south of the Yangtze River, and there are many talented scholars and beauties here.

At this time, the three of them sat on the boat and looked at the buildings on both sides of the ancient town.

Jiang Chen's handsome appearance while waving his fan caused the little lady on the shore to peek at her frequently.

The establishment of Jiaxing began in the Qin Dynasty, with a human history of more than 2000 years. It has been a prosperous and prosperous place since ancient times. It is known as the "Land of Fish and Rice" and "The Home of Silk". It is a national historical and cultural city with a typical Jiangnan water town.

This ancient town is called "Wuzhen".

Wuzhen was named Wudun and Wushu in ancient times.Wuzhen is located in the alluvial plain of rivers, and there are many swamps with silted soil, so the land veins are uplifted higher than the surrounding areas, dark and fertile, hence the name of Wudun.There is a village called Hongdun 9 kilometers away from Wuzhen. Its town records say: "Hongdun is located in the west of the town, with graves on the ground and red soil. That's why the village is named." Because of the purple rocky soil.

Lu Wushuang paddled the water with his hands. Now that it was snowing in the north, and he was wearing thick cotton jackets in the south, the water was a bit cold.

At this moment, they saw a big flower boat in front of them. There were many people in this flower boat. These people looked like scholars. What were they doing?

"What are the scholars like Chuanjia doing?"

"They are participating in the Poetry Conference, and I heard that this year's Poetry Conference also invited Liu Ruyan, the oiran, to play the piano to help the fun. I heard that the judge is Mr. Wang, he is an important minister of the court, and he is also recognized as a contemporary master! That's why these literati gathered so much many."

The purpose of these literati participating in the Poetry Conference is to become famous, to get acquainted with Mr. Wang, and some of them came here specially to see the oiran Liu Ruyan.

Generally, those who can be called oirans are those who have both talent and appearance. They are all beautiful and talented women who can be oirans.

When encountering this kind of thing, Jiang Chen would of course go up to join in the fun.

"The boatman sent us to that flower boat."

"Is Young Master Mi going to participate in the poetry conference?"

"We just went to join in the fun."

"Sir, are we really going up there?"

"Why can't it work? Your husband's literary talents are brilliant, and he will definitely overwhelm these literati."

"That was not what I meant."

Cheng Ying didn't speak, she usually doesn't talk much.

After the boat approached, Jiang Chen gave the boat owner money, then jumped on the flower boat and helped them up.

These scholars all had folding fans in their hands, and at this moment, the sound of the piano came from above the flower boat, the sound of the piano was melodious, Jiang Chen's piano skills were not bad, he could tell whether the sound was good or bad.

This piano player's piano skills are still very good.

Looking at this group of scholars, some closed their eyes and listened, some patted their palms with fans, and some shook their heads, as if they were all concentrating on listening to the piano.

The three of Jiang Chen walked a little further inside, and finally saw the person playing the piano. When he saw the person playing the piano, he felt amazed.

A slender figure, dressed casually and a bit revealing, just to cover up the fullness of the chest, a purple leather skirt that only reaches the thighs on the lower body, under the leather skirt, revealing a pair of mouth-watering round long legs , the slender curves make people dazzled, looking up, the snow-white snake waist makes people's hearts tremble. This woman is simply a stunner who can make men crazy.

This should be Liu Ruyan, the oiran.

Some scholars looked at her with aggressive eyes.

There are a few elderly men with white beards on it. They have a dignified figure, and the one sitting in the middle has an outstanding personality. He should be Mr. Wang.

The judges stroked their beards and listened to the music peacefully.

After the song was played, all the talents gave warm applause.

Lu Wushuang only thinks it sounds good, but has no ability to appreciate it.

Cheng Ying could tell the good from the bad.

"Miss Liu deserves to be a well-known oiran in the south, the sound of the piano lingers in my ears."

"That's right, Miss Liu is not only an excellent piano player, she is also very beautiful."

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Many people were complimenting Liu Ruyan, which made her smile sweetly.

Liu Ruyan stood up with a moving figure and saluted everyone.

The person with extraordinary temperament in the middle is indeed Mr. Wang. He stood up and said with a smile: "Thank you, Miss Liu, for adding to the fun. I originally retired from my hometown and didn't care about world affairs, but I was warmly invited by the organizer, so I am honored to attend This poetry conference..."

Seeing these scholars look at Mr. Wang enthusiastically, they behaved very respectfully.

After listening to Mr. Wang's words, this time his poems are selected as the top three. His poems can be included in the poetry anthology, and the poem anthology will be sent to the emperor for reading.

This is a matter of fame and fortune, so this group of scholars behaved very actively.

"Everyone knows that the Mongolian Tartars occupied the north, and the country is broken. Today's poems are about expressing the emotions of life. Try to stay close to the theme. Everyone can play freely during the time of incense."

After Mr. Wang finished the question, everyone began to think hard. Jiang Chen thought about it for a while and a poem popped out of his mind.

A quarter of the time for a stick of incense has passed, but no one came out to answer.

When many people came to participate in the poetry conference, they had already prepared their own poems, but now Mr. Wang wrote the title himself, and their poems about flowers and parting sorrows were not on the right title.

When three-quarters of the incense burnt, a person came out to read his own poems, but after listening to them, it was unremarkable and had no special features.

When the stick of incense was about to burn out, a total of four people came out to read their own poems. It's just that these temporary poems don't talk about the artistic conception, and even the use of words is ordinary and cannot be amazing.

Mr. Wang looked disappointed. Could it be that there isn't a talented person in this poetry conference?

Lu Wushuang whispered next to Jiang Chen: "You can't do it, Mr. Xiang."

"I've already thought about it, I just don't want to show off."

"I don't believe it. You were so high-profile before, but you definitely won't this time."

"Then you'll see."

Jiang Chen stood up from the back, when Liu Ruyan saw Jiang Chen, his expression changed, and his heart burst into spring.

Mr. Wang did not expect this scholar to be so handsome, and he did not look weak as a scholar.

"What's your name."

"Student Jiang Chen!"

"Have you thought up the poem yet?"

"Ah."

"Then you speak out and everyone listens."

Everyone looked at Jiang Chen, everyone didn't know him, but Jiang Chen looked like a scholar, no one doubted it.

With the experience of the previous few people, they didn't believe how good Jiang Chen's poems could be.

Mainly, the topic this time is not a usual one, and the scope is not large, which affects the performance. Moreover, the time is too short, and it is impossible to deliberate on the words.

(End of this chapter)