Chapter 356

Yun Wan's eyebrows showed a look of contemplation, and the fixed-field poem she had already prepared was waiting for the right time.

For this Gathering of Beauties, she attached great importance to it, almost exhausting all her family wealth to purchase hairpins.

The top ten top courtesan seats are bound to be won.

Yun Wan, a woman who has always been dignified and elegant in Yuehua Pavilion and has been indifferent to the world, has sat on the top courtesan throne for three consecutive years.

Now, facing this rare opportunity for redemption, she had already made up her mind to fight for it.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!

Yun Wan looked at the poem on the paper, and couldn't help but feel a trace of hesitation in her heart.

If you go to ask a young man you have never met, to bet on an unknown result.

Once rejected, it is inevitable that you will feel uncomfortable and affect the performance of the Gathering of Beauties.

Li Xiangjun saw her expression and said with some comfort: "I know what Sister Yun is thinking, but I have seen that Young Master Guan, even if he doesn't give a poem, he won't lose Sister's face and make her embarrassed."

Yun Wan looked at Li Xiangjun's hopeful expression, knowing that this sister had lost the top courtesan that year and had been holding her breath.

This Gathering of Beauties, Li Xiangjun is not for herself, but also to let Yun Wan fight for a breath and surpass Hu Yunniang and others.

Li Xiangjun even exhausted most of her wealth to help Yun Wan.

She continued: "Sister, have you forgotten? The story of Sister Nihuang and the Third Master that year, when the Third Master first entered Yuehua Pavilion, he was just a drunkard."

"Who would have thought that it was this drunkard who won the fame of the brothel for ten years for Sister Nihuang."

"Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun is about to announce the fixed-field poem. Once the name of Xie Guan is spread, I predict that many top courtesans will compete to associate with him. By then..."

Yun Wan heard the words, and there was no hesitation on her face.

"Thanks to Sister Xiangjun this time, we will go immediately."

After speaking!

Yun Wan wore a veil lightly, took Li Xiangjun, and stepped out of the curtain of the Gathering of Beauties.

The space here is small, and several top courtesans of Yuehua Pavilion around have heard the conversation between the two. However, they were already prepared, and they were not familiar with "Xie Guan," so they just kept an eye on it secretly.

Hu Yunniang had long known who Xie Guan was, and she went to ask him to write a poem with Su Yun today.

She looked at the departing backs of Yun Wan and Li Xiangjun, and a sense of loss inexplicably surged in her heart.

Chenxiang said carelessly:

"Yun Wan is afraid that she is sick and looking for a doctor. If Xie Guan really has talent, he would have responded when Young Master Yun invited him, why go through so much trouble!"

"Even if Xie Guan really has talent, what can he do? At today's Gathering of Beauties, many scholars, famous scholars, and Academy masters are gathered."

"Can Xie Guan alone surpass the many talents of the Gathering of Beauties?"

Hu Yunniang heard the words and agreed.

Even if Xie Guan is talented, what can he do? At this Gathering of Beauties, the guests and famous scholars of many mansions have long known the poem title and have been prepared for a long time.

Can he really write a masterpiece that surpasses everyone on the spot?

Hu Yunniang collected her mind and focused on the upcoming Gathering of Beauties.

Although her piano skills prepared today are not bad, among these many top courtesans, there are naturally those who are good at piano skills.

She must go all out to stand out in this grand banquet.

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"Has the poem for the Prince of Yan been prepared?"

A woman dressed in red silk asked, her eyebrows as exquisite as a painting under the lamplight, heroic.

This person is Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun, who danced with a sword on the stage just now and was charming.

"Sister Gongsun, the Prince of Yan has already submitted it in advance." A woman on the side replied.

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun nodded slightly and gently placed the light steel long sword in her hand on the sword rack.

This is the retreat place of Zixiao Pavilion, and it is also the private attic unique to Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun.

Looking around, a row of swords is arranged behind the sword rack, many of which are famous swords in Above Bianjing, flashing with cold light.

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun walked to the dressing table, gently untied her ponytail, and a head of black hair spilled down like a waterfall.

The personal maid stepped forward and began to comb her long hair.

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun did not stop, but picked up the paper collected by the master of ceremonies and looked at it slowly.

Her background is unusual, her father is a third-rank military general in the army, and her mother is a descendant of a famous family in the rivers and lakes.

She didn't like red makeup since she was a child, but she liked dancing with guns and sticks. When she was a child, she smiled and told her father that she wanted to be a female general.

She stands out among many top courtesans and is good at sword dancing, and she has a family background.

However, the fate of the Gongsun family was involved in the "case of the eldest brother of the Xie family and Emperor Xianhe" that year.

Her parents were exiled to Hokkaido, and the rest of the women were charged as official prostitutes.

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun was sold into Zixiao Pavilion because of her extraordinary beauty.

Relying on her extraordinary appearance and a red-clothed sword dance, Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun began to become famous in Above Bianjing and became the top courtesan of Zixiao Pavilion.

And favored by the Sixth Prince, the Prince of Yan, Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun gradually became the head of the top courtesans of Zixiao Pavilion.

Over the years, she has never been discouraged, and she has always cherished a wish—to redeem herself, and to ask for an "authorized" status for her parents, asking for a family reunion.

That case was too important and involved a wide range, which is a secret that cannot be easily spoken among the nine great surnames.

Even the Sixth Prince, the Prince of Yan, could not easily intervene.

But Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun obtained an oral instruction from "Su Xiang" in the court through the relationship of the Sixth Prince.

Su Xiang promised that if she could enter the top three in this Gathering of Beauties, she could exchange for her parents' freedom.

Because of this, Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun has not been out of the pavilion for many years, but this time she exhausted everything for the Gathering of Beauties, just to achieve her wish.

She carefully looked through the poems prepared for her by the Prince of Yan. In fact, she had already looked at these poems one by one.

She had already decided on the first three poems.

The gold and silver for buying hairpins today have also been prepared. However, although the one with the most hairpins wins, every top courtesan behind the noble people does not lack money.

The real key!

It lies in the number of hairpins in the hands of the Academy masters and the heavy ministers in the court.

Their votes are the balance that determines the ownership of the top courtesan.

This fixed-field poem is crucial.

There are also Academy masters among the guests under the Prince of Yan, and the three poems are also extremely outstanding.

The rest of the poems submitted by others at the Gathering of Beauties are sent by the master of ceremonies, and then the guests under the Prince of Yan read them first to avoid missing masterpieces.

However!

In previous years, there were few poems that could be called satisfactory at the Gathering of Beauties. After all, the talents gathered by each top courtesan had long known the poem title and had been prepared for a long time.

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun looked through a few poems submitted at random, and couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. Most of these poems were clichés, lacked new ideas, and were boring.

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun saw that the performance of the second top courtesan had reached the middle stage, and it was time for her to ascend the stage again to announce the three fixed-field poems today.

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun saw this, and it seemed that there was no satisfactory poem, and she was ready to change into a set of Luo clothes and offer the poem she had prepared originally.

"Help me change clothes." Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun ordered softly.

"Okay, Sister Gongsun." The maid responded and stepped forward to change clothes for Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun.

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun looked at herself in the bronze mirror, her ponytail was combed into a cloud bun, and she was a bit more elegant and dignified.

She had already made up her mind in her heart that this was the only opportunity in her life to get rid of the cage, and she must not let go.

At this time!

A light sound of footsteps rang out.

A pretty woman with a bookish atmosphere walked in, her tone full of joy: "Sister Gongsun, wait, there is another poem."

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun felt a bit surprised.

This woman is both her close friend and a good companion to help her select poems.

"Sister Gongsun, please look."

The pretty woman spread the paper gently on the dressing table.

Time is still early.

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun was not in a hurry, and looked up.

A heartfelt exclamation rang out!

"This handwriting... is written so extraordinarily."

The pretty woman smiled and urged: "Sister, look at the poem quickly."

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun saw the pen and ink, and expectation had already risen in her heart, looking word by word.

"Staying in Above Bianjing, it's the New Year's Eve festival again. The yellow flowers by the fence are blooming, and the appearance is like wiping."

She just finished reading, and couldn't help but be stunned. Isn't this her state of mind for many years?

Hurriedly continued to look.

"The song is broken on all sides, and the flavor of eight years is just thinking about the south of the Yangtze River."

"Bitterly forcing me to be a moth-eyebrow, I don't disdain it!"

Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun couldn't help but be shocked in her heart. The sorrow in the West Wing Pavilion for many years seemed to be in these few sentences.

Although she is a top courtesan, she never does the daughter's attitude of being artificial.

The pretty woman had already read the last two sentences,

"Body cannot be listed as a man. Heart is more fierce than a man! Count the liver and gallbladder in my life, often hot because of people."

"Who knows me in the chest of a vulgar person? Heroes should be ground at the end of the road."

"Where can I find a bosom friend in the red dust?"

"Green shirt wet!"

Before the words fell, Gongsun Gongsun Niangzi Gongsun had already picked up the paper, and tears had quietly dripped on it.

The beautiful eyes in the bronze mirror were already red.

"Who wrote this?"

The pretty woman looked at the signature on the paper.

"Caotang Poetry Club."

"Xie Guan!"

(End of chapter)