Mr. Lan of Caotang Academy has already stood up. Although he is over fifty years old, he is very elegant. He bows his hands around and smiles: "I have a great Qin style and many talented men. What I like in my life is nothing more than poetry and lyrics. Today, I am honored to be invited to this place with Mr. Zhao of Sanhe Academy and Mr. Lou of Tianyu Academy." After saying that, he bowed one by one, and Mr. Zhao on the left and Mr. Lou on the right also stood up to return the gift.

Mr. Lan immediately said: "At the grand event, the three of you hosted the literary flowers. There are many talented people gathered. I have no other choice. I just hope that the literary flowers will be released today. If you win the championship because of the literary flowers, it will be a great talk!"

The talented literati around stood up one after another and saluted the three gentlemen, showing their politeness.

Yingren asked softly: "Chu Huan, what is this Wenhua? Why can't I understand?"

Chu Huan thought about it and lowered his voice, "I don't understand much. But judging from the meaning, it seems that I have to use poetry to choose flowers... What's going on, I will understand immediately."

Yingren nodded slightly.

At this time, Mr. Lan smiled again and said, "A great article can be said to be worth a thousand gold. Last year, a good poem can get eight literary flowers. This year, we will discuss it. If good poems can appear, we will not be stingy. One poem can get ten literary flowers. If all talents have the ability, come up!"

The faces of those talented literati suddenly showed joy. Although the rich and wealthy people sitting at the table were smiling, they showed disdain in their eyes.

It is not easy to get the flowers of poetry. Unless the three gentlemen nodded at the same time and received the praise of the three, as long as one of them has objections, the poem will not be passed.

If a poem can be passed, you can get ten flowers of literature, that is, the value of three hundred taels of silver. If a person can pass ten poems, then if he gets three thousand taels of silver, he is very likely to pick the brand.

It is really rare to have to pass ten poems in a row. That talented man from Jinling Road passed eighteen poems in a row, which can be said to be unprecedented.

Moreover, the three gentlemen who were present today are indeed first-class poets and are very strict. If it weren't for the wonderful poems, it would be difficult to pass. In fact, this was also intentional by the organizer. Although the winning of the Wenhua will indeed become a good talk, there is no silver income. In the eyes of the organizer, he still hopes that the fewer Wenhua appears, the better.

Mr. Lan and the other two have strict selections and are highly respected. It is not easy to appear easily.

After the three gentlemen sat down, they heard the sound of gongs and drums. Six girls who had retired stepped onto the flower selection platform one by one, lined up one by one. The six beauties each have their own advantages. At this moment, they are already related to their future. So whether they want to or not, several girls have tried their best to show their charming smiles, deliberately making some tempting moves, throwing their eyes around, just thinking about attracting the guests, and finally becoming the ranks of courtesans.

Mo Lingshuang was still like a green lotus, standing quietly on the stage, looking very quiet.

The flower girl carrying the basket also went on stage, three left and three right. After the sound of gongs and drums calmed down, a loud voice from the Lotus Platform said: "Finally, the flower courtesan has chosen. You guys have taken action. Who can get the spring breeze for a night depends on your ability."

As soon as the words fell, the Zhao Caishen had already stood up and pointed at Gao Lijia and said, "Put twenty more flowers to Miss Park Jung-hyun!"

"Twenty flowers on Mr. Zhao, thank you for your reward!"

The flower girl immediately stepped forward and matched Park Jung-hyun with twenty more flowers. The Park girl looked charmingly like silk and threw a charming look at Zhao Caishen. She was full of charm and seemed to say that she was Zhao Caishen tonight.

"Put fifteen flowers for Miss Cui!"

"Put eighteen flowers for the flower girl!"

"Come on, help me put ten more flowers on Miss Park!"

The crowds were filled with people, and the shouts of the courtyard were coming one after another. The climax of the courtesan election was approaching. The guests had the last try and invested a lot of money to compare with each other.

Those who were not financially financially used up all the money and could only sigh, but those who were carrying huge sums of money were fighting and taking it away. The flower girls on the stage were very busy, and the servants in green clothes ran around like rabbits.

Although the purpose of some giant merchants is to pick up the sign, many people know that their financial resources are limited and just join in the fun. They do not need to pick up the sign, but just support the girls they like. Lingshuang already has more than 130 Yingren's golden flowers, but there are still some people who put on the flowers for Lingshuang, three, five, and eight. They just hope that the girl they like can win the championship in the end.

This battle was actually even more powerful than before. Many Huankes who had not taken action before tried their best at this last moment.

Yingren was frightened at this time. Luo Ding looked over there as if he was smiling, which made Yingren feel that something was wrong. He didn't expect that there would be such a scene in the end. When he thought of his shortness of money and Luo Ding was likely to exert force in the future, he felt that the situation was serious. He even nervously grabbed Chu Huan's arm and whispered: "Chu Huan, that kid... that kid has a ghost, what should we do?"

Chu Huan also frowned slightly. He naturally knew Luo Ding’s intention. This kid had no magic power before, so he would definitely exert his strength at the last moment.

Seeing that Chu Huan didn't say anything, Yingren looked at Sun Desheng again and asked softly: "Sun Desheng, how much money do we have?"

Sun Desheng said with a bitter face: "Only dozens of taels of silver are left."

Chu Huan finally said, "Young Master Xu, Luo's surname is always rich. I see that the man next to him is also a rich man, so he must carry a silver note. If these two people join forces to make flowers for Ling Shuang, we will just take all our bodies and that is not their opponent."

Yingren looked anxious and said, "What should I do?"

At this time, he was worried about Ling Shuang, but also his competitive personality. He would never allow his prince to lose to the hands of a commander's son.

Chu Huan really couldn't think of any way at this time. This is a gold-selling cave, a game played by wealthy people. How can we fight without silver? This is not a martial arts competition, you can fight with blood.

The voices continued, and the six girls had more flowers, and the talented scholars around him did not take action immediately. At this time, the most flowers on the stage were the Korean beauty Park Jung-hyun, and Choi Mei-er followed closely. Mo Lingshuang was barely ranked third among the six girls. However, the number of flowers behind her was about the same as hers, and she could be surpassed at any time. Park Jung-hyun had surpassed Lingshuang for nearly two hundred, ranking first, and Choi Mei-er also surpassed Lingshuang for nearly a hundred.

If this situation continues, Park Jung-hyun is likely to win the courtesan today.

After a while, a sudden sound of drums sounded, and the cheers of the guests became louder. Chu Huan heard someone beside him saying, "When the drum sounds, you can't spend more time!"

Yingren also heard that at this time, he still had the most 130 flowers on Mo Lingshuang, but he looked at Luo Ding nervously, hoping that Luo Ding would not make any moves before the drum sound stopped.

But this was obviously a luxury. Luo Ding seemed to have seen Yingren's nervousness and whispered a few words to the fat man. Both of them looked at Yingren, with strange smiles on their faces, and they seemed to know that Yingren's financial resources were exhausted.

A scene that made Yingren desperate finally appeared. Luo Ding slowly raised his arm and shouted suddenly: "I will put more fifty flowers on Miss Ling Shuang... No, put more hundreds of flowers on!"

He seemed determined to pick Ling Shuang's brand. He had already made hundreds of flowers before, and this time, there were already two hundred flowers, which had surpassed Yingren to win seventy, ranking first in Ling Shuang.

Yingren clenched his fists, looked at Chu Huan, and said tremblingly: "Chu Huan, you... are you thinking about a solution? How much money do you have? Take it out..."

At this time, the drum sound gradually slowed down and was about to stop.

Yingren was in a panic and didn't care about how much money he had on his body. He raised his arms and wanted to shout out eighty flowers. Luo Ding really thought Yingren was going to have a try. Before Yingren could speak, he shouted loudly: "There are fifty flowers on Lingshuang!"

This suddenly became more than 250, more than 120 Yingren.

Yingren opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but Sun Desheng had already held his hand. Yingren was so angry that Sun Desheng said with a bitter face: "Xu... Master Xu, we... we have no money anymore. You shouted that you don't have money to take it out, and you will definitely be laughed at."

Yingren opened his mouth and couldn't speak. With this delay, the drums finally stopped, and the screams in the courtyard finally stopped. Some people were already laughing loudly, while more people were dejected.

Yingren only felt that his eyes were full of golden flowers. If Feng Wuma had not reached out to hold his back, he would have almost fallen back.

Seeing that Luo Ding had already won, he showed a smug smile on his face. In the rage in Luo Ding's eyes, there was already a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

At this time, Ling Shuang's face on the flower platform was ashes, and her delicate body was trembling slightly.

The guests in the audience were talking a lot, but the flowers were counting on the flower selection stage. After a while, Cai's mother came on stage again and smiled and said with a smile: "The flowers have been pointed out. At present, the first one is Miss Park Jung-hyun from Baoxiang Building, with a total of 1,135 brocade flowers, the second one is Miss Cui Meier from Furong Pavilion, with a thousand,14 talks, and the third one is Miss Mo Lingshuang from Cuiyu Building, with 907 flowers...!"

Zhao Caishen below had already asked loudly: "Mom Cai, who gave Miss Park the most flowers?"

Cai's mother smiled charmingly and said with a smile: "Zhao Caishen, I'm not going to accompany you tonight. You have put 150 flowers on Miss Park. If you don't win the title of Wenhua, this Miss Park will be your wife."

Zhao Caishen laughed and said proudly: "Mom Cai, Miss Park must be my own. Don't be idle tonight, just play with us."

Cai's mother shook the sauce palette and laughed and said, "Not serious." She was in a very good mood. Park Jung-hyun was the girl in her building, with more than a thousand flowers on it, and had earned more than 30,000 taels of silver for Baoxianglou. This is an extremely huge amount. More importantly, with her number of flowers, if nothing unexpected happens, she will definitely win the courtesan and become the most popular big business. In the future, it will be the big money tree in Baoxianglou.

Cai's mother said again: "Miss Cui Meier of Furong Pavilion, the one who has the most flowers is Zhou Da Shao from Wanma Hall, with 120 flowers... Zhou Da Shao, congratulations!"

A young man who was less than thirty years old stood up and bowed his hands around him, looking very restrained. Compared to Zhao Caishen, who was covered in fat, the eldest son of Zhou was much more elegant and elegant this year. Cui Meier was also quite happy when she saw that she was picked up by a handsome young man like Zhou.

"Miss Mo Lingshuang in Cuiyu Tower, the one who spends the most is Mr. Luo!" Cai's mother looked at Luo Ding and said with a smile: "Mister Luo spent more than 250 on Miss Lingshuang, which is really affectionate and loyal!"

Congratulations came from all over the place.

Luo Ding stood up proudly, glanced at the group, sneered at Chu Huan and Yingren's eyes, looked at Mo Lingshuang, raised his hand to point at Mo Lingshuang and laughed: "Miss Lingshuang, I will do what I say. If I want to support you, I will support you. If I pick your brand, I will pick your brand. Tonight, you will be my master's person. See how I look for incense and beauty, hahahaha..." The laughter was extremely proud.

Ling Shuang looked at Luo Ding's lewd look, and felt miserable. She lowered her head and remained silent, but her delicate body trembled, so pitiful.
Chapter completed!