Chapter 64 Flower Festival, get a good government of Taicang recruited outstanding women from all over Taicang to show off as the flowers of the morning, and selected the first-class peerless woman in Taicang, Qingzhou.
Anyone who ranks first will be given the title of Chief Oiran and will be rewarded with the status of a great can be said that he became famous overnight and rose to 's like the imperial examination, winning fame.
Such a shocking move is rare for ancient times, when men are strong and women are weak, have you ever seen a woman rewarded with an official position?After that, he summoned women from within a hundred miles to are all girls who pride themselves on being outstanding and arrogant.
Jiang Wen came to the venue, which was quite a big were girls of all shapes and sizes standing around. The flowers were really in full bloom, with all kinds of dazzled the onlookers from high places and disturbed the hearts of the men in the thinking about one and falling in love with the next.
With such a grand occasion, the area of Taicang City was packed to the was working hard, just to see who the oiran was at the Hundred Flowers Festival.
The old man from Tai Cang sat comfortably in a high pavilion not far away, with the maid waving a fan and the servant sweet tea, chatting and laughing, enjoying to those cramped and sweaty mud legs, it was really enjoyable.
In the middle position, a pot-bellied man wearing a red official robe held a tea cup and smiled, chatting softly with the tall and thin old man beside him.
"Why don't you see Master Su Xian coming?" the magistrate asked with a low eyebrow.
"He didn't like this kind of scene, so he declined the invitation." The tall and thin old man brushed his beard and looked straight at the meeting place in the attic. His eyes wandered between the shirts and skirts, and his expression was unobtrusive.
"That's such a pity. I still want to ask Master Su Xian some things." The prefect sighed, seeming to feel sorry that he could not see Master took a sip of tea and opened his mouth. The maid on the side stretched out her delicate hand and stuffed a piece of pastry into his mouth.
The magistrate chewed, and then asked the old man as if he thought of something: "Master Immortal, what about me..."
"Don't worry, I'll do everything perfectly." The tall, thin old man said disapprovingly.
The magistrate finally felt at ease, lay down relaxedly on the imperial chair, and looked down at the attic happily.
"Master Immortal, don't worry, the woman on the flower list this time is definitely one of a million."
"Very good, this method is good. I wonder who taught you?" the old man asked, brushing his beard.
"It was the idea of the wealthy man in the north of the city, Chen, and I think it's a good idea," the prefect said with great satisfaction.
As the two were talking, they heard the sound of gongs and drums at the the Hundred Flowers Festival has officially nobles upstairs all cheered up and wanted to take a look at the beauty of this place.
Jiang Wen mingled among the girls and followed the crowd could feel many eyes on him, prying into everything about him was used to this kind of outstanding appearance and refined temperament, it is strange that he is not attractive.
Wearing a green shirt, holding a sword and standing is really the fairy in the storybook, peerless and independent.
There are three levels in the Hundred Flowers Festival ceremony, namely appearance, art and first thing to bear the brunt is the judgment of appearance.
Jiang Wen saw several old women at the entrance looking at the women going to with a slight flaw in appearance will be left behind by pretty girls with slight spots on their faces were eliminated and had to cover their faces and leave sadly.
Among the crowd, he saw Mo Xiang, who was holding the piano and sword excitedly and looking among the girls.
This girl is quite competitive. She looks weak but is five points stronger than Wen originally disagreed with her participating in the Hundred Flowers Festival, but she still convinced , Li Yunshang and Li Yunshang learned about the behind-the-scenes meaning of the Hundred Flowers Festival, but they did not stop it.
What I thought was that she would participate. It didn't matter if she got the ranking and was on the list. At the worst, Li Yunshang could just take her away.
As if she noticed someone staring at her, Mo Xiang turned around and saw a cold fairy looking at was stunned for a moment, not remembering whether she had seen this person nodded politely in response, and the other party nodded in retracting his gaze, Jiang Wen no longer paid attention to Mo was his turn soon, and the number he reported was also 430.
Standing in front of the old woman, the momentum alone made the old woman dare not move for a long old woman looked at him and then gave his name a good rating.
"Lu Xueqi, first class. Next, Wang Caiyun."
Jiang Wenyan nodded silently and walked into the venue.
There are three old women here, all of them are decorated with pearls and emeralds, and are dressed in beautiful is a light powder on the face, and the temperament is dignified and woman who looked like an extraordinary woman must have come from a wealthy family.
One of the old women in purple clothes looked at him, and then said warmly: "Please let Miss Lu show her talent."
"Yes." Jiang Wen responded, and then pulled out his the swordsmanship taught by Li Yunshang, he immediately danced a flowing wine song.
The sword light is like snow, scattered in the spring of blue shirt is like a butterfly, dancing gracefully in the sound of the sword chanted softly, and a wild song was played along with the sword really was a beautiful lady in the past who danced with her sword and moved all directions.
If we talk about beauty, it is of course overwhelmingly three women looked at each other and the woman waiting for the competition was stunned.
Until the green shirt comes to an end and the colorful butterflies fold their just came back to their senses and savored this rare sword dance in the world.
"It's embarrassing." Jiang Wen said three women took a deep breath, wrote down their names, and handed them to the next examiner.
"Lu Xueqi, a native of Qingzhou, is talented and top-notch."
Regardless of how shocked the girls behind him were, Jiang Wen walked towards the next he can't help but look masculine in his movements, his figure is hard to find in the world, so he is naturally regarded as heroic by not only attracts the attention of men, but also attracts the attention of many women.
Jiang Wen didn't care about this, he came to the resting place.
This place is a spacious pavilion with ponds and lotus flowers scattered pavilion was filled with beautiful girls, all of them graceful and in good were either whispering to each other, meditating alone, or singing a cappella. It was extremely lively.
When Jiang Wen walked in, his green shirt swayed in the warm the women in the pavilion looked over, with different expressions on their , there is a potential to overwhelm the beauty.
It was probably because of hostility, but few of the girls gave him a all, there are only a few people on the Chaohua List, and everyone present is a Wen has outstanding appearance and impeccable figure, so she naturally becomes a big worry for all the girls.
Anyone who is confident about his appearance doesn't want to be ranked first and become the oiran, and win the title of the most beautiful woman in Taicang City? This is the case in the human world, both men and women are obsessed with fame and wealth.
Jiang Wen pretended not to notice their hostility, found a seat and sat next to Mo Xiang.
Perhaps seeing his cold temperament, Mo Xiang shrank in fear and tried to make as much room as Wen was amused by these little actions, but he just pretended he didn't see them.
He glanced at Mo Xiang, and then asked softly: "What's the name of the little sister?"
(End of this chapter)