Although these invited women are all top brands or famous women in brothels, they obviously did not come to the Seyuan to accompany them.

Not to mention that everyone is proficient in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but everyone has at least one or two special skills, especially the art of dancing and music. Most of them have profound attainments.

In addition to adding color to the Seyuan poetry meeting, the main purpose of these top players is to wait for good poems and lyrics to appear in the poetry meeting, and then they and their professionals will compose and dance music for these good poems and lyrics on the spot. This is the main purpose of these top players.

You should know that good lyrics can not only make the lyricist famous, but also benefit from the people who sing the lyrics. There are so many brothels and many top names, but a good lyric that can be widely sung by people is rare.

Ruhuang Jiao Niang, Min Qiuyue, Lu Xiaoxiao, and Su Wan'er are all pure prostitutes who maintain virginity. Why must they be pure prostitutes?

It is to tell those who admire them that I am still innocent now, and each of you has a chance. Who can be this guest of the curtain depends on your performance.

Since you don’t sell yourself, you can’t always be the songs that everyone can sing? So, every brothel and every top brand are trying to find good lyrics and poems. Only in this way can you stand out and suppress others.

In fact, this is another important reason why Seyuan Shi can gather so many top brands and famous prostitutes in addition to Zheng Qingzhi's identity.

After all, with Zheng Qingzhi's status and prestige, if he uses his power to bully a small brothel and spread it, it will only make him lose his share and will not add to his color, right?

The peach blossoms are falling colorfully, the drums and music are roaring, and the words of the beakers and swallows that come from time to time are very enjoyable. This situation does not make people think that at this time, the Mongolian army was fighting with the Song Dynasty on the front line of Jinghu.

Of course, no one seems to mention this.

Jia Sidao could only sigh slightly when he said this, but he just sighed. Whether the Song Dynasty exists or dies is actually not important to him. At most, he can go out to sea to find a place to be an indigenous king and be a god.

When he turned his head, he found that Nalan Yu looked at the excited scholars and flashed a little contempt and sneer. Jia Sidao was thinking. Unexpectedly, Nalan Yu seemed to feel something and turned around and faced Jia Sidao's somewhat stunned eyes.

"Brother Jia, isn't you a good poem you recite? Other scholars are thinking hard. Could it be that there is a good poem on Nalan's face?" Nalan Yu glared at Jia Sidao fiercely and said contemptuously.

Jia Sidao almost sprayed out the wine in his mouth when he heard Nalan Yu's words.

With his personality, he shouldn't have been so quick to talk to Nalan Yu, but this woman was so entangled that he couldn't bother him, so he used the classic words of later generations on her. Unexpectedly, she would use them on her so soon.

"This girl is right. Brother Shi Xian won the championship last night, but because Zi Wan stole Brother Shi Xian Yaxing, she never thought that such a good opportunity today would allow Zi Wan to taste the masterpiece of Brother Shi Xian. Every time I think about this, Zi Wan felt itchy and couldn't help myself."

Yu Ci also returned to normal at this time, and heard Nalan Yu's words with a serious and sincere way.

Isn't this guy really here to find fault, right? Jia Sidao blinked his eyes.

Yu Ci looked at Jia Sidao calmly, his eyes clear.

All right!

Jia Sidao looked at Nalan Yu, then looked at Shi Xiang, who had already taken back his color and thought that he was thinking about poetry and actually was observing his situation. He picked up the brush and dipped it on the inkstone. After pausing for a few breaths, he picked up the pen and wrote it.

"Bang!"

After finishing it in one go, Jia Sidao threw the brush in his hand aside.

"Come on, Brother Ziwan drinks!"

Jia Sidao picked up the wine glass and pulled Yu Ci and said with a smile. He was too lazy to think about whether Yu Ci was intentional or unintentional. Fan Zheng would let him lie down and go back today.

On the other side, Nalan Yu snatched the paper that Jia Sidao had written the poems with quick eyes and hands, which made Yu Ci lose it. Naturally, he could not have snatched it with Nalan Yu. Although he did not know Nalan Yu, he could come with Jia Sidao and Shi Xiang, and he was still a woman, so he probably had no difference in his identity.

Shi Xiang suppressed the curiosity in his heart, picked up the wine glass and touched Jia Sidao slightly and said, "Brother Shi Xian, please!" He said that and drank it all.

"The wind and rain of Han Mausoleum, the cold smoke and grass are gone, and the mountains are rising and falling. The sun is sky, and the night is clear, so it is desolate. The past is the most painful, I think of the Tongcao alley and the scenery of the Golden Valley. I have left the palace, and I still have boys herding cattle and sheep.

The deserted sand is vast, with mulberry trees and dry lines, and the snow is cold and the carvings fly. A smoke from cooking, three parts of the dream rain, so I can’t bear to see the setting sun on the forest. Two or three rows of return geese, seeing the chaos of clouds and water, the iron cavalry is deserted. Monks eat at dusk, and the cool moon blows on their clothes at the pine gate."

"Good words! Good words!"

As Nalan Yu recited in one go, Yu Ci and Shi Xiang, who were listening with their ears erect, stood up and exclaimed at the same time.

The originally bustling sounds in the Peach Blossom Land instantly stagnated and suddenly became quiet.

"The past is the most painful thing. I think of the Tongcao Lane and the scenery of Jingu. Several places left the palace, and boys still shepherd cattle and sheep. What is the good word? I dare to ask Brother Shi Xian, what is the name of this word?"

Yu Ci snatched the paper from Nalan Yu's hand, who was still stunned, and chanted again in a low voice, asking excitedly.

OK, Brother Nalan, I'm sorry.

"This word is called "Looking at the sea tide and sighing at the rise and fall!"

"Brother Shi Xian is noble in character and worried about the world. I really feel ashamed of Zi Wan Chan. Please accept Zi Xian again!" Yu Ci didn't seem to notice the many scholars around him who were already dead, and bowed deeply to Jia Sidao again.

Although Shi Xiang did not accept the same title as Yu Ci, he was also very excited on his face, as if the words were written by him.

However, Nalan Yu, who had originally looked unpleasant to Jia Sidao, rarely made a sound this time. An unpredictable light flashed in her beautiful eyes, without saying a word, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Brother Shi Xian, Zheng Shi is summoned." At this moment, Zheng Hong rushed over, glanced at the white paper that was still tightly grasped by Yu Ci, and said with a slight smile.

If only a few people heard Nalan Yu when he was reading it, then Yu Ci was just the sound of reciting, but most people in the Peach Blossom Land heard this poem sighing the rise and fall.

Although the scholars present may not be able to make good lyrics, at least they can get a Jinshi and at least have the skills to appreciate poetry.

At this moment, when he heard Master Zheng summoning, everyone looked at Jia Sidao who was rising up with complex expressions.
Chapter completed!