The name of the fairy Xiangxiang is Wang Chunxia, which is almost the same as the names Wu Zheng thinks evilly. Compared with that Yuxiang, it feels just one word, that is, "vulgar".
As for the Yuntai named Chuyuntai, also known as the Boudoir, as the name suggests, those who stand on it are the big benefactors and big benefactors of the oiran's parents.
After a week of touring in the imperial capital with floats, the oirans came here to prepare for the final competition. Before that, they had to pay respect to their food and clothing parents. There was a sense of despair. Cold, the smell of the strong man is gone.
In Wu Zheng's eyes, it was originally a beauty contest, but here it must be so tragic to keep up with the battlefield.
Wu Zheng, a literati, guest and Sao Ke, really didn't understand, but I heard that this set of rules was formulated by the Ministry of Rites in accordance with the ritual law, and the few books Wu Zheng read really didn't know where the ritual law came from.
When Gaiminger meets Master Xia, he has to ask him for advice. This old man learns to be rich and has five cars and knows all about the present. It is a piece of cake for him to try to solve this puzzle.
Turning his head to look at Cheng Xiaojin, this kid would drink boring wine there for granted. Anyone who sees a scene where he likes a girl and others in love and farewell to the public, can't bear it!
"I said that Wang Chunxia is the top girl in your family?" Wu Zheng asked, sitting over, plucking an ordinary mouth and throwing her hand in her mouth.
Cheng Xiaojin glanced at Wu Zheng and said, "It's Yuxiang."
Wu Zheng smiled slightly: "What is the smell of jade, wait until he really became my younger sibling! Now I want to call her Wang Chunxia, she should be the daughter of a small family! I can raise her. With such a temperament, the money your family spent on her should not be a decimal!"
"You know what a shit!" Cheng Xiaojin rolled his eyes and said.
Wu Zheng smiled slightly, and did not have the same knowledge of the sad guy, and asked: "It shouldn’t be your family’s sex. It’s true that your family is rich, but you want to turn a Wang Chunxia into a Yuxiang fairy. There is no such capable person! The Jiaofang Division bought it?"
Wu Zheng stabbed Cheng Xiaojin with his finger, and Cheng Xiaojin looked at Wu Zheng as the default person.
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Then why did Diao Sikun take the lead this time? Your family has no money. Aren't you looking for your own home for yourself?"
Cheng Xiaojin said angrily: "You know what a fart!"
Wu Zheng said: "I don't tell, then you have to tell me! How do I know if you don't tell me?"
"You..." Cheng Xiaojin looked at Wu Zheng, and suddenly remembered that this guy in front of him was a bitter before. He was a big stick in everyone's eyes when he was in Yuzhou. Not to mention the things in the flower field, this kid might really not know.
Cheng Xiaojin sighed, took the empty wine glass on the case and looked at it. Wu Zheng picked up the wine jug and filled it with him, then poured himself a glass.
Wu Zheng raised his glasses to signal the two brothers to go. The two clinked their glasses and drank. At this time, Cheng Xiaojin said, "It's not about money, but about literary talent!"
Cheng Xiaojin nodded his head with a finger, and said, "I was the champion of the new division of the previous year, and now I am working as a errand in the Imperial Academy. How can I compare with others like me who only dances knives and shoots guns?"
"So you asked me for a poem to beat the swollen face and fill the fat man?"
"What a swollen face to fill a fat man, I'm not just in case! In case that Diao Sikun was struggling at the Hundred Flower Meeting, I will throw out this poem written by you, brother, to turn the tide, Wouldn't she have a better impression of me?"
"I don't see that your kid would have planned it. But if you want to trick me into composing a poem for that woman, and help her win the first prize in the conference, then you'd better avoid it.
"Why? Are we not brothers?"
Wu Zheng nodded: "It's a brother! But what does it have to do with that woman."
"It doesn't matter..."
Wu Zheng smiled and looked at Cheng Xiaojin. Cheng Xiaojin moved his lips, but couldn't say anything in the second half of the sentence.
The outside of the painting boat is getting more and more lively, and all the oirans are beginning to take the stage.
Wu Zheng raised his head and took a look. He jumped out of the flower window of the ship building and came to the Wanhuatai. Only then did he discover that the real Wanhuatai was actually assembled by various oiran floats. This had to admire those craftsmen who pierced the floats. Now, the nine floats are dazzled with brilliant lights using the skillful technique, and at the same time they can be combined with each other to form a big mountain of lights.
There are pavilions on the mountain, flowers and birds in the flowing water, the sun, the moon and the stars, and the mountains and forests and flying immortals... (End of this chapter)