Thus, when Lou Xiaoyi entered, he did not attract much attention.
Since it was a circle of scholars, of course, they were competing on the ability of the scholars. If an essay was too long, it would not be suitable for the current situation. Therefore, they could only compete in poetry. The Warm Winter Pavilion had a couplet, while the Spring Rain Pavilion had a poetry competition.
When Lou Xiaoyi entered, the poetry competition had already come to an end. He stood by the side and watched quietly. He could feel that there were a few female guests who were sneaking glances at him. He did not know which one was Lin Jiayin and did not care at all.
Plagiarism? To him, it was a simple matter, but completely boring. He did not wish to rely on the knowledge of the ancients in his previous life to bring him any benefits. Furthermore, in this world of cultivators, was poetry really that important?
It had to be said that in this circle, the male guests' literary accomplishments were very high. This extinguished Lou Xiaoyi's desire to win. Plagiarism was easy to explain, but difficult to explain. Even the original soul was more proficient in writing and not poetry. For a great master like Lou Sima, the direction of education for his juniors was to emphasize writing and not poetry. On this point, Lou Yaoshi was very thorough.
In the Spring Rain Pavilion, there were more than ten young ladies who were yearning for love. Of course, all of them had their own goals to pursue and did not try their luck by grabbing onto one of them. At the very least, they knew the basic requirements. On this point, the young ladies were more cautious than the young men. After all, to a woman, a husband was everything. But to a man, other than a wife, there were many other things to pursue such as status, wealth, and official positions.
Gradually, the young ladies separated into several groups. Each of them had their own destiny. The surrounding young men also dispersed. Lou Xiaoyi, who had been idling by the side, was in a difficult position because he did not know which group he should go to. Which group was Lin Jiayin that Aunt Caihong mentioned?
You can't blame me for this, right? Lou Xiaoyi secretly found an excuse for himself to retreat.
But how could Aunt Caihong's arrangements be so unreliable? An old woman walked to his side and said softly,
"Lou Langjun, you should go to the table on the far left. Lin Jiayin is one of the three ladies. As for whether you can win the lady's favor, it depends on your own ability!"
This must have been arranged by Aunt Caihong. Why did she have to make such a complicated matchmaking? Lou Xiaoyi was speechless. Aunt Caihong's ability was overkill in Pu City. Her talents should be placed in a more important place.
Of course. Lou Xiaoyi was very cooperative. He didn't even look at who the old woman was. She was Aunt Caihong's subordinate and had nothing to do with him. This was the rule of the hidden battlefront, although it was a little ridiculous.
In the Spring Rain Pavilion, there were five flower tables, which were occupied by the young ladies according to their relationship. On top of the tables were tea, fruits and other snacks. Previously, the poetry competition was a chaotic battle without any distinction. In fact, there was no first place in literature, and it was impossible to determine who was better. It was just an appetizer.
Now, the most important thing was to divide the tables!
The young ladies needed to match the reputation of the scholars with their appearances. Tall, short, fat, thin, handsome, ugly … they needed to have a basic impression of them. Then, they would make a rough judgment based on their speech, manners, and talent. If they met someone they were satisfied with, then after the spring festival, they would pass the news to the scholar through the mouths of people like the matchmaker. Then, they would wait and see what would happen next …
It was very troublesome but also very interesting. For the young ladies who had nothing to do, it was a good way to pass the time and show off their youth. Hmm, that's not right. The young ladies didn't …
What else could be more fascinating than a love game? If they missed these few years, they would no longer have time to play games!
It was the same for the scholars. Before they came, they had more or less heard about the young ladies. Whose family's young ladies were good at poetry, whose family's young ladies were good at calligraphy, whose family's young ladies were beautiful, whose family's young ladies were smelly …
Of course, those who had obvious flaws would not come here. They were afraid of making a fool of themselves. Those who dared to come here were generally presentable. A small flaw was just a matter of adding half a kilogram of powder …
They also needed to combine the rumors with the real person. However, the difficulties in front of them were much more difficult than the young ladies. The young ladies could be very picky, but they could only see through the fog. The maidservants and older female servants blocked them in the front. It took them a lot of effort to get out of the way. There was also a round fan behind them. When they finally put down the round fan, they were drinking tea with their sleeves up. God took pity on them. They finally finished the tea. When they put down the sleeves, the big butts of the older female servants blocked them again …
It could not be helped. In the Kingdom of Ye, in this world, these were the rights of women. It was also their last rights. After they got married, these privileges would no longer exist.
The five flower tables were divided according to their relationship. Those who were close to each other should sit together. They could also make decisions between each other. Those who were not close to each other, could they sit together at this time?
On the leftmost flower table, there were three women sitting behind it. They were talking and laughing softly. Their laughter could be faintly heard, causing the young men to feel an itch in their hearts.
Outside the flower table, there were a total of seven or eight people who were attracted to the flower table. There were scholars, and there were also rich people. This ratio was different from the other flower tables, and it also reflected how outstanding the three women behind the flower table were.
This was not a competition of courtesans, but when the women stood together, they would definitely compare their beauty. It was just like how businessmen compared their wealth, officials compared their hats, and scholars compared their poems and songs …
These three women were probably more outstanding in today's Lake Outing Spring Festival. Not only did they attract the attention of many young men, but they also attracted the disdain of many female guests.
It was a pity that Lin Jiayin, whom Aunt Caihong had mentioned, was among them. But who was she?
Lou Xiaoyi had no choice but to include himself in this group of suitors. If he was dissatisfied, the others would be even more dissatisfied!
What was going on? Someone could squeeze into this circle without even writing poems or lyrics? Were there any rules? If that was the case, more than half of the young men in today's Lake Outing Spring Festival would be squeezed in front of this flower table. Wouldn't it be a mess?
The young men hoped that the young ladies behind the flower case would come out and uphold justice, but they didn't expect that the three young ladies would be indifferent to it. Instead, they kept looking at them, which made some of them feel insulted.
Among the seven youths, six of them were scholars with scholarly titles. This was their territory, their goddess. How could they allow a bully to profane her?
Among them, there was one scholar who was especially famous. Although he was born in poverty, he was intelligent and charming. Two years ago, when he was 15 years old, he passed the literary examination and got first place. He was proficient in all of his poems and songs. He was well-versed in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. His talent spread throughout Pu City and was recognized by everyone as a future star. His future was limitless. He was also someone that many rich and influential families wanted to marry as their son-in-law regardless of their family background!
For people of a certain status, they knew all too well what it meant to invest in the future!
This Wushuang, when he was 15 years old, there were already people who wanted to marry him. However, he was a proud person with a lofty heart. He knew his future and ordinary families wouldn't take a fancy to him. Most importantly, he needed to find a woman who could match up to him in all aspects.
He waited for three years before the Lin family's young miss grew up.
In the poetry competition just now, he had already won first place. Just when he was feeling complacent, there was a person who cut the queue. Just by looking at his attire, one could tell that he was from a wealthy family. His attire was unique in the entire Spring Festival.
As scholars who were born in poverty, they looked down on such people the most!
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