Zhao Sizhu laughed dryly twice, and with a breath of anger, he turned around and left.

The chrysanthemum appreciation will be divided into two parts, the first part is all the talented and beautiful people, free to chant poems in the garden, and enjoy all kinds of precious chrysanthemums. The second part is also the main event, which is the writing of the poem, and then everyone present chooses the leader.

This poem will be carved in the poetry tablet pavilion in the Wanju Garden, and the people who can win the championship every year are all famous talents of the Daduan Dynasty, and more than 80% of them are the champions of the Golden Branch.

Gradually, there is a saying in the outside world that if you want to win the champion, you must first be the leader of the chrysanthemum banquet. Therefore, countless scholars want to enter the chrysanthemum banquet and want to win the first place.

If you want to say where the best poems of the Daduan Dynasty are, there is no one more than the Poetry Tablet Pavilion in Wanju Garden. What a glory it would be if the poems I wrote could be engraved on them.

Bei Yutang was burned in one of her poems, so she had the name of the first talented woman.

Ten thousand chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and talented and beautiful women can be seen everywhere in the garden at the same time.

Bei Nianjin enjoys the feeling of being surrounded by people, which is a good feeling.

In her previous life, she could only hide in the corner in obscurity, and in this life she wants to stand in that position, so that all who sees her is her, and this chrysanthemum banquet is the first step.

Bei Nianjin looked around, but didn't see Bei Yutang's figure, at this time in the past, she must have been surrounded by countless princes and nobles, but today she couldn't find her person.

Where will she go?

At this time, Beiyutang hid in the corner, looking at the men and women in the garden. In her eyes, others are the scenery in her eyes. As everyone knows, she has also become a scenery in the eyes of others.

On a stilted bamboo building not far away, two handsome men were playing, looking out of the window, and they happened to see the corner where Beiyutang was.

"I didn't see her face, just looking at her graceful posture, I knew that she was a beauty." One of them was holding a feather fan in his hand, and his eyes fell on Bei Yutang's body.

The man sitting opposite the man glanced coldly, "The posture is beautiful, I don't know if the face is hateful, so I don't dare to show my true face." ”

Feng Qingyang heard his friend's words, and rolled his eyes weakly, "It's not interesting." ”

Qin Ziyu fell, and the winner was already divided on the chessboard.

Feng Qingyang glanced at the chessboard, didn't care about the outcome of the game, and opened the feather fan in a dashing manner, "Did you say he would come back?" ”

"Hanging."

Feng Qingyang nodded approvingly, with their understanding of that person, there was a good chance that they would refuse the invitation of the saint. He is the only one in the world who dares to refuse today's saint.

At this moment, Bei Nianjin appeared in front of their eyes, and the wind was clear