After sitting on the observation deck of Hongxianglou for about half an hour, performances began on various stages in Qingjie.

There are four stages in total, there are twenty-three Qinglou, and there are about five or six Qinglou women on each stage to perform, and after they finish, the scholars and scholars they admire will write lyrics to cheer them up, and those rich children will use money to support the women they like.

Of course, many rich businessmen are not stupid people, they can't just spend a lot of money just for a woman, many are for their own business and fame, if they give a lot of money tonight, then tomorrow in the whole capital, those who like to discuss and chat, the most said must be their names.

With fame, their business is naturally full of customers.

Hua Lang stood on the second floor and looked down, only to see that there were already women on the stage on the four stages, and the applause on the whole green street was endless, and after the people on the four stages finished performing, some people threw money to support them, and those scholars who had been preparing for a long time also offered their poems.

After those scholars and scholars dedicated their poems, they sang on the green street, and if anyone did a good job, they had to be praised by **.

After the first round of performances, there are also a few good poems to watch, but if they are amazing, there are still none.

After that, it's time for the second round of performances.

And in this round of performance, the Hundred Flowers Lady is going to appear.

The Hundred Flowers Lady performed a dance, her dance swayed, like a fairy descending to earth, for a time the whole Qingjie was shocked, and the shouting was endless.

When the Hundred Flowers Lady was performing, Hua Lang glanced at the side of Yuanxiao Building, and saw that the Smile Girl was also dancing, but her dance seemed to be very smart, because she was dancing with a sword.

The movements of the smiling girl are very smooth, and it is very pleasing to the eye, and it has the momentum of the sword dance of the princess back then.

And when the smiling girl was dancing the sword, there were already people on the street singing the song "Sword Weapon Xing" written by Du Fu back then:

In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun's family, a dance sword weapon moved the Quartet viewers such as the mountains are depressed, the heaven and the earth have been low for a long time, Huo Ruyi shoots nine sunsets, such as the emperor and the dragon Xiang come like a thunderbolt to collect anger, such as the river and the sea condense the light of the lips and sleeves of the two lonely, there are disciples in the evening to spread the fragrance of the beauty in the White Emperor, the wonderful dance of this song is Yang Yang and Yu Q&A, the feeling of the time to increase the sorrow of the first emperor's maids 8,000 people, the first fifty years of the Gongsun sword seems to be a backhand, the wind and dust are faint, the royal family pear garden children are scattered like smoke, and the female music Yu Zi reflects the cold day in front of the golden millet pile of wood has been arched, Qutang Shicheng grass Xiao Se tortoise feast rush to the end, happy and sad to come to the east of the moon out of the old man does not know where he is going, the cocoon barren mountain turns sad when someone in the crowd is singing "Sword Weapon Xing", there is a laughing girl dancing on the stage, for a time all the focus is almost focused on the laughing girl, Hua Lang looked at the scene on the green street, smiled lightly in his heart, thinking that this "Sword Weapon Xing" is Yuan Xiaolou has already sent someone to prepare it, so as to set off the show of the laughing girl.

After this performance, the pot suddenly exploded on the green street, and they were all talking about whether the dance of the Hundred Flowers Lady was good tonight, or the dance of the Smiling Girl, whether the Hundred Flowers Lady would win the Oiran for a second time, or the Smiling Girl would be able to win the Oiran.

And when everyone was in this hustle and bustle, those admiring scholars had already begun to give speeches, Hua Lang looked at the audience, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

At the beginning, the poems of the Xiaoxiao girl and the Baihua Lady were almost the same, there was really nothing to compare, and the people who paid for them were not much different, and the two were simply engaged in a tug-of-war.

The old bustard of Hongxianglou saw that the Baihua lady had not been able to take the lead, and he was quite worried, so he hurriedly went upstairs to urge Hualang to quickly compose a poem, so as to break this situation.

And just when Hua Lang agreed and was about to make a song, Yuanxiaolou suddenly let out a burst of exclamation, and then, a poem swept through the entire Qingjie like the wind:

On the journey, I took the book and sword and went all the way east. Miserable separation, the young man is easy to separate and difficult to get together. The beautiful woman is restrained, so she endures to divide the couple. When the scenery is flattering, it is considered a secret and joyful, and it is a light burden.

At this time, there is a lot of confusion. Miserable, soulless and speechless. And teary-eyed, a few reviews of the moment. Sad who complains. But it was gloomy. Twilight smoke and cold rain. As soon as the first "Queqiao Immortal" came out, Yuanxiaolou immediately gained momentum, and many businessmen praised the laughing girl.

And the old bustard in Hongxianglou here is already a little impatient.

When Hua Lang first heard this poem, he knew that it was written by Liu Yong, and when he saw Liu Yong's poem come out, he smiled, and then with a stroke of his pen, he also wrote a poem "Queqiao Immortal".

After seeing that Hua Lang had finished writing a poem, the old bustard of Hongxiang Lou immediately sent someone to take it down and spread it, and when this poem spread in Qingjie, everyone present was almost shocked.

At the end, I could only hear the sound of soft chants floating over the entire green street:

The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win and there are countless people in the world.

Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge. If the two love for a long time, how can they be there, morning and twilight?

After the most arrogance, the entire Qingjie only heard that if the two feelings were long, how could they be there, and when the morning and twilight came, so people's eyes all gathered on the Hundred Flowers Lady, and those rich children took out money to support the Hundred Flowers Lady, such a contest, the winner and loser.

Liu Yong's poem is indeed very good, but compared with Hualang's prime minister, it is still a little worse after all, so in this competition, the Hundred Flowers Lady won, and she won a lot more than the smiling girl.

After this round, the Hundred Flowers Lady went upstairs to thank Hua Lang, and then she went back to her room to rest.

But she said that when the Hundred Flowers Lady went back to the room to rest, her heart kept beating non-stop, because she didn't expect that the poem written by Hualang would be so beautiful and amazing, and it was so close to her heart.

She thought that the reason why Hua Lang made such a poem must be because she said her heart that day, she had been waiting for her lover's arrival, and Hua Lang wrote this poem to comfort her, if the love between the two can last for a long time, what if they can't be together every day?

Thinking about it, the Hundred Flowers Lady couldn't help but smile, and then softly chanted that sentence If the two love is long, how can it be there, morning and twilight.

And just as the Hundred Flowers Lady was chanting these words, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, and the knocking sound was very strange, as if it was a call from hell.