"This is Miss Lu Zhu!"
Even if the crowd didn't recognize the servant girl, they could immediately guess her identity when they saw her walk out of the highest floor of the pavilion.
Miss Green Bamboo was Xiao Qianqian's personal maid and rarely came out to meet people.
Only when Spring Breeze Building had an outstanding talent would she be able to come out and send an invitation.
Ever since the Spring Breeze Building was built, there were only five scholars that Xiao Qianqian had taken notice of.
Therefore, everyone was proud to receive Xiao Qianqian's invitation.
And now, this honor was given to someone else right in front of them.
"Who is Wang Ying?"
Everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled with jealousy and hatred.
If Xiao Qianqian had closed her doors like she did in the past, they wouldn't have said anything. However, now that she had opened her doors for one person, it was difficult for them not to be jealous.
"Could it be Lord Ye who has written since ancient times that everyone has died?”
Wang Ying was no longer a nameless junior, so someone immediately thought of it.
"He actually came to Spring Breeze House?"
"If he came here in person, I would be convinced.”
"That's right. Not only did he write that everyone has died since ancient times, but he also wrote famous sayings such as repaying the emperor's will on the golden platform and supporting the jade dragon to die for the emperor. It's normal for Miss Xiao to take notice of him.”
Everyone whispered.
The vast majority of the people did not have any objections.
Wang Ying was now famous and was listed as one of the most upright scholars of the current era.
Losing to such a person was not embarrassing.
But not everyone was like that.
There was no first in literature and no second in martial arts. There were always people who thought highly of themselves and liked to compete.
For example, the man in white sitting in the first row.
"Wang Ying is extremely strong, and I admire him. However, in terms of talent, it may not be as high as you guys boast.”
The white-robed man said indifferently.
"Whether it's helping the Jade Dragon to die for the king, or everyone has died since ancient times, what's outstanding is not talent, but the unyielding spirit that faces death unflinchingly.”
"Moreover, these two poems are only half complete, so they are less convincing.”
"Although Miss Xiao has sent an invitation, it is still unknown whether Lord Ye will be able to take the lead.”
When he said this, the white-robed man had an air of arrogance.
Many people frowned. This person's words were simply arrogant.
However, when she looked at him and recognized his identity, she revealed a look of realization.
"So it's the new top scorer!"
Cai Xianggao, the new champion.
He had just passed the spring examinations and was in his prime.
This person was extremely talented. When he was young, he was already famous for his divine arts. When he was sixteen, he showed extraordinary poetic talent.
Up until now, he had written no less than thirty poems, and every one of them was a top-notch work.
People gave him the nickname of "Double Poem."
"No wonder you're not convinced.”
Everyone's attitude changed again.
Those who could become the top scorer were known as the stars of literature. There was naturally no need to say much about their talent.
Although Wang Ying's name shook the capital, his ranking in the imperial examinations was average. His poems were mainly spiritual and not flowery.
Of course, the most important thing was that the two poems were incomplete, so it was difficult to determine his actual level.
"Lord Ye has the strength of character and can be called the role model of scholars in the world, but in terms of poetry skills, perhaps he really can't compare to Young Master Cai.”
There was no lack of old men present.
Some of them were even high officials of the imperial court who had come to Spring Breeze Brothel in casual clothes. At this moment, they stood out and commented on the two of them.
"It's really hard to say who will be able to enter Miss Xiao's door in the end.”
Many people looked like they were watching a show.
These two people were both influential figures. They were like needles against wheat, looking very good-looking.
Although Xiao Qianqian had sent an invitation, it was only to give Wang Ying the right to enter the sect.
If he couldn't get the first place, this qualification would naturally be taken away by Cai Xianggao.
The reason why Cai Xianggao stood out to provoke him was also for this qualification.
Xiao Qianqian was the goddess of his dreams.
It had always been Cai Xianggao's dream to be Xiao Qianqian's guest.
"Invitation?"
Wang Ying didn't care about the commotion below.
He looked at the invitation sent by Green Bamboo. There were delicate words written on it, and there was a faint fragrance.
She didn't know if it was the fragrance of makeup or her body.
"Brother Ye is so lucky that Miss Xiao is interested in you.”
Liu Sanyuan raised his glass to congratulate him.
"What a coincidence. I'm also interested in her.”
Wang Ying didn't have that many tricks up his sleeve.
His thoughts were simple.
Xiao Qianqian had a strong background and was most likely the mistress of a big shot. Anyone who had designs on her would die miserably.
Then what was he waiting for?
Shouldn't he quickly hook up with them and anger the big shot behind them?
Wang Ying was a professional!
The conversation between Wang Ying and Liu Sanyuan couldn't be spread outside.
The people in the hall did not receive a response. They had different thoughts.
The competition of talent began as usual.
Immediately, someone stepped forward and began to play with words.
The moment they wrote the first line of the poem, an orange aura of talent immediately surged.
Talent was the most real thing. There was no such thing as shady deals. Whoever had the strongest talent would be the winner.
"Only poems and no fixed topics?”
Wang Ying looked outside with interest.
"There's no fixed topic, but this is a romantic place, so the poems are usually gentle…For example, Brother Ye's poem is a bit of a spoilsport here.”
Liu Sanyuan said with a smile.
He was actually not looking forward to Wang Ying's work.
Cai Xianggao was almost at the peak of the younger generation in terms of his ability to spell poetry.
It was normal that she couldn't beat him.
However, winning or losing was not important. According to the plan, it would be best if Wang Ying won. If he lost, Xiao Qianqian would create an opportunity to meet him.
"A competition of poems, right?"
Wang Ying had Xiao Qianqian in his grasp.
He glanced at Cai Xianggao and thought to himself.
"Little brother, competing with a transmigrator like me in poetry, your path is too narrow…"
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