Chapter 354

Yu Ke slowly looked around, only to see that the theater was brilliant, bustling with excitement, figures moving, laughter and laughter, as if taking him back to the night city of the previous life that was drunk and never ended.

The women were dressed in various gorgeous clothes, either moving lightly among the tables, or smiling and talking to the guests with their heads down, adding a bit of softness and charm to this bustling scene, which was overwhelming.

Zhou Yuner walked over quietly, her bright eyes full of concern, and asked softly:

"Young Master Guan, are you okay?"

Seeing that Xie Guan had been standing still, like a sculpture, even if she pushed him gently, there was no reaction, and an inexplicable worry surged in her heart.

Yu Ke slowly came back to his senses, feeling the delicate touch on his arm, and his gaze could not help but fall on the beauty in front of him.

I saw her open-breasted chest, half a piece of snow-white skin looming under the lamplight, her eyebrows full of charm, and a black mole at the corner of her mouth added a bit of unique style to her, making it difficult to move her eyes away.

This person should be Zhou Yuner without a doubt.

Xie Guan quickly scanned the people around him, and the woman dressed in gold and noble temperament should be Li Xiangjun.

And the three Confucian scholars surrounding her, it is not difficult to guess from their words and deeds that they should be Jia Yu and others.

As for the middle-aged man with a round face and full of concern, Xie Guan already had a count in his heart; he should be Zhang Yuanlai.

All this is exactly the same as the scene he simulated in his heart.

It's just that this so-called "reincarnation as a heavenly human" before is more like a carefully designed game, which needs to unlock the subsequent plot direction through different options.

【Participate personally】, it is completely different, as if you are on the scene, and everything is within reach.

Zhang Yuanlai looked at Xie Guan again, his eyes full of worry:

"Young Master Guan, are you okay? Recently, many refugees have poured into Bianjing City, most of them suffering from the plague and their condition is serious. The capital is also panicked because of this, and many people have started to have fever and cough."

"Some people are even often dazed, their eyes are dull, and finally they foam at the mouth and are difficult to treat."

Xie Guan moved his somewhat stiff hands and feet, cleared his throat, and said slowly:

"I was just distracted just now, it's okay."

His gaze inadvertently fell on the person who triggered 【Participate personally】 this time—Sima Pan.

It was a tall man, but at this moment his eyes were unusually dull, as if he had lost his soul, just standing here mechanically, repeating that sentence just now: "I ask that Young Master Guan please see me!"

While Yu Ke was thinking, a strange scene suddenly appeared in his heart.

An ancient cauldron was quietly reflected in his heart sea, emitting a faint light.

Yu Ke was a little surprised, "Kunxu Cauldron" also followed!

A distant and deep sound.

The characters on the cauldron gradually froze.

【Facing this matter, you decide...】

1. Refuse Sima Pan's matter. (Hint: It may have an impact on the future.)

2. Agree to this matter and go after the Gathering of Beauties. (Hint: It may be beneficial for the future.)

3. Agree to this matter and go immediately. (Hint: It may have an impact on the future.)

4. End personal participation. (1/3)

Yu Ke thought slowly, but was curious why after personal participation, the options were clearly the same just now, but the hints for the future became different.

Judging from the hints, the best choice is.

2. Agree to this matter and go after the Gathering of Beauties. (Hint: It may be beneficial for the future.)

Yu Ke coughed, trying to imitate Xie Guan's tone.

At this time!

The cauldron in the heart sea rang again.

Xie Guan's memory surged like "moths to the fire."

Yu Ke opened his mouth with this "familiar yet strange" tone:

"Brother Sima, please tell General Sima that Xie Guan will be there after the Gathering of Beauties."

His tone changed from unnatural at the beginning to calm and confident. As his words fell, he seemed to have really become Xie Guan himself, and a quiet aura lingered in his chest.

After all, in Yu Ke's heart, he always had a sense of alienation of "watching fish in the lake" for this world, and now, this feeling seems to be slowly dissipating.

After Sima Pan heard this, light appeared in his eyes, paused for a while, and nodded:

"Young Master Guan, I hope you don't forget the agreement."

Sima Pan put away the hairpin and said goodbye.

Yu Ke looked at his departing back, lost in thought.

Zhou Yuner felt that Young Master Guan was subtly different now.

But she couldn't say exactly where it was different.

Yu Ke looked at the square stage with great interest.

At this time!

The second song and dance had already begun on the square stage, and a woman in red silk ascended the stage amidst the cheers of the crowd.

She was about twenty years old, with a light and tall figure, a ponytail hanging to her waist, and a light steel long sword held upside down in her hand, heroic and spirited, and her fair and pretty features added a bit of heroism.

The crowd offstage had already begun to cheer.

"It's Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun, the top courtesan of Zixiao Pavilion, who hasn't ascended the pavilion for many years."

"In the past, there was a beauty, Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun, whose sword dance moved all directions."

The woman in red silk began to dance with a sword.

The woman's body was soft, but the sword in her hand was cold, the sword was like a flood dragon, illuminating the square stage.

Her sword dance was extremely moving, every movement was full of power and beauty, making people overwhelmed.

He Xiao and others were excited, staring at the stage with full attention.

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun's sword dance is rare.

It hasn't been seen in Bianjing for several years.

Yu Ke changed his posture, sat comfortably on the chair in the seat, stretched his body, and looked leisurely.

He picked up the fruit and pastries that had been prepared on the table and took a light bite, savoring it carefully.

This was his first time trying to eat during the process of personal participation, and he couldn't help but feel curious and expectant.

His first personal participation, trying to bring items out of the "Kunxu Realm," everything disappeared after the end of personal participation.

The second personal participation, trying to bring items from the original world into the "Kunxu Realm," the result was that the items in his hand disappeared.

The two worlds cannot be connected!

This personal participation, eating fruit, what changes will there be?

Yu Ke thought he would have no feeling.

Surprisingly, it was the same as eating in the original world, just not as delicious as the fairy fruit in the original world.

However, it was a real feeling.

Yu Ke moved his hands again and touched his face.

There is a sense of illusion, the meaning of "Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly."

One day in the world, ten years in the cauldron.

He recalled a miscellaneous novel he read in his previous life, which told the story of a woodcutter meeting a fairy boy playing chess and singing on the mountain.

When the fairy boy urged him to go back, he found that the handle of the axe had completely rotted, and after returning home, it was a sea of mulberry fields and things were different.

Thinking of this, Yu Ke couldn't help but let his imagination run wild. If he practiced in the cauldron for ten years, would only one day pass in the Shenxiao Sect?

But it's not right!

The first simulation of "Lu Chen" should be during the Warring States period according to the records of this world.

The second simulation of "Xie Guan" has passed three thousand years since leaving Lu Chen.

According to the previous simulation, this world seems to have further opened up, the map has become larger, and there are new regions and forces such as the Changsheng Heaven in the north and the Buddhist country in the south.

What changes have occurred in it?

Yu Ke couldn't help but ponder in his heart.

At this time!

A delicate voice came.

"Young Master Guan, don't you like watching Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun dance with a sword?"

Yu Ke looked up, and it was Zhou Yuner who noticed that he was not watching the stage.

Zhou Yuner walked over slowly and picked up a glass of wine from the table.

"Yuner, please, Young Master."

After speaking, she drank it all by herself.

Zhou Yuner said shyly: "Young Master Guan, do you need Yuner to feed you?"

Yu Ke was stunned for a moment and hurriedly refused.

Because he had already seen Zhou Yuner dressed boldly, and she was ready to gently untie the shackles of the "two giant mountains" with her hands.

Xie Guan's memory surged, and he remembered something Xie Yuan said, that courtesans often behave boldly when they meet their favorite men.

The so-called "feeding wine" is one of the ways, and the courtesan's tea party is elegantly called "High Mountains and Flowing Water."

Everyone understands the high mountains.

Now, under the eyes of everyone, although Zhou Yuner will cover it with light gauze.

Yu Ke also dared not.

"Miss Yuner, I'll do it myself."

A trace of imperceptible disappointment flashed in Zhou Yuner's eyes.

Deep in her heart, she had already quietly developed admiration for that Young Master Guan, which was hard to suppress.

However, when she looked at that Young Master Guan, she only saw his indifferent expression, as if he didn't take her heart to heart, which made her heart sink.

She bit her red lips gently, not wanting to miss this fleeting fate, so she had the bold move just now, which was the first time in her life that she was so unreserved, just to get closer to him.

Although Li Xiangjun was paying attention to the square stage, her beautiful eyes were also keeping an eye on Xie Guan and the two.

Sister Yuner seems to really admire this Young Master Guan, and she is so active for the first time.

Zhou Yuner moved to sit beside Xie Guan.

Yu Ke only felt a fragrance rushing to his face, and since there was a beauty accompanying him, he did not refuse.

Now, on the square stage, Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun's dance has just come to an end.

The audience offstage applauded one after another, and the applause was thunderous and endless.

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun did not leave the stage immediately, but stood on the stage, holding her fists in both hands, heroic, like a knight walking in the rivers and lakes.

The master of ceremonies above had already opened his mouth: "Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun, today's fixed-field poem title is."

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun smiled slightly, her voice crisp and pleasant: "Female Hero."

As soon as the four words came out!

There was another round of applause offstage.

Zhang Yuanlai was strange, but there was no fixed-field poem title for Nihuang just now.

He Xiao saw this and seemed to guess Zhang Yuanlai's thoughts, explaining:

"Miss Nihuang already has poems written by the Third Master, so naturally there is no need for others to write them. Moreover, the Third Master came to Yao Xian Lou today, and Miss Nihuang's top courtesan name is likely to be stable."

Li Xiangjun's face was a bit dejected; she originally had the opportunity to become one of the top courtesans competing for beauty on stage today.

She said enviously: "Today, Sister Nihuang only needs the Third Master to be here, she doesn't need to do anything, and the top three top courtesans today are already in her pocket."

People's names are like trees' shadows.

The Third Master's reputation is enough for a top courtesan to rise to the clouds.

This is a blessing that no one can ask for.

Recalling the year, the Third Master met Nihuang drunk in the West Wing Pavilion.

Since then, Nihuang has sat firmly as the top courtesan of Yuehua Pavilion for ten years.

Jia Yu and others didn't care about this, but were thinking hard about Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun's "poem title."

In fact, they don't need to think about it.

Behind Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun is the Sixth Prince, who had already established a poetry club, which included students from the Imperial Academy and the Academy.

He gathered some famous scholars with talent in Bianjing, and the biggest gold master behind this Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun is this person.

These guests under the Sixth Prince had long known the "fixed-field poem title."

Planned for a long time.

However, Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun's fixed-field poems in recent years are almost all "women are not necessarily inferior to men."

Although some poetry clubs in Bianjing did not know in advance, they also guessed seven or eight.

At least!

Jia Yu and the others had made similar drafts, and they also had some confidence in poetry.

At this time!

They only need to submit the drafted poems to the master of ceremonies, and after the preliminary screening by the master of ceremonies, they will be handed over to Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun to finally select three.

Among these three poems, the one that gets the most "hairpins" will be selected as the fixed-field poem.

And every hairpin needs to be exchanged for ten taels of silver.

The hairpins obtained by this poem represent the number of hairpins of the top courtesan at the Gathering of Beauties.

The top courtesan's ranking is determined by the highest number of hairpins.

In Bianjing, there is a saying of "fame through poetry, hairpin courtesan."

The announcement of the fixed-field poem is usually arranged after the second top courtesan ascends the stage, which is a long-standing rule of the Gathering of Beauties.

Jia Yu was already sitting by the table, took out rice paper, dipped the brush in ink, and slowly wrote his poem: "Don't laugh at women for being inferior to men, heroines are like sons. Delicate beauties do not let the beard, powder and eyebrows are also heroes."

Li Xiangjun glanced at the poems written by Jia Yu and the three, and did not feel that they were outstanding, but felt that they were a bit cliché and lacked new ideas.

Such poems are probably difficult to get the top courtesan's favor.

Jia Yu and the three had already completed their respective poems, blew the ink dry, and handed the works to the master of ceremonies who walked over.

Zhang Yuanlai is full of enthusiasm for writing poetry, after all, as a literati, he naturally has a direction for this elegant thing.

However!

At this moment, he was a bit different, and couldn't help but tentatively look at Feng Yaya beside him.

Worried that writing poetry for women would annoy Feng Yaya.

Feng Yaya saw Zhang Yuanlai's thoughts, "Brother Zhang, just write poetry, how can Yaya not have this mind."

Zhang Yuanlai felt a warm current in his heart after hearing this, and couldn't help but reach out and gently hug Feng Yaya's waist.

Feng Yaya was flushed by Zhang Yuanlai's sudden move, and she reminded in a low voice: "We are outside, Brother Zhang."

Zhang Yuanlai realized his gaffe and hurriedly let go.

Li Xiangjun walked in gracefully, looking at the youth who was sitting on the chair, sleeves drooping, revealing fair arms, and holding his head with one hand.

It looks a bit leisurely.

She said slowly: "Young Master Guan, why don't you write a poem?"

Zhang Yuanlai also smiled: "Young Master Guan, it's better to join in the fun."

Jia Yu also looked over, just now they looked down on Xie Guan's poetry, thinking that the previous residual poem was just a coincidence.

I want to see Xie Guan's ability.

Just as Yu Ke was about to open his mouth.

The cauldron reflected in the heart sea rang.

【Facing this matter, you decide...】

(End of chapter)