I'm the villain in the book

Accompanied by these shouts, the originally graceful young man in white suddenly slumped to the ground.

Someone around him kindly helped him up, and when he got closer, he heard Peng Benzhi's mouth trembling and muttering something.

"Money, money...I can still collect money..."

"Miss Su Yu must be mine tonight...it must be mine..."

……

The flower review list continued in a rather eerie atmosphere.

Although Peng Benzhi said that he could still collect the money, he actually didn't move. He just sat at the table as if he had lost his soul, and his appearance was very miserable.

It may be due to the influence of this "competition for the list", the second half of Su Yu's self-portrait has obviously dropped in level, but overall it is still a good work. It is not difficult to see that she is indeed capable.

As for the total number of peonies she got in the end... 470 six, the fault is at the top of the list.

"Thank you for viewing the flowers."

"Thank you, Mr. Liang, thank... Young Master Peng."

Su Yu glanced at Peng Benzhi, who was still not a ghost or a ghost, and sighed and stepped off the stage.

And the following girls also knew that they had no chance, so they all took the initiative to shorten the stage time, and completed all the "races" in less than a quarter of an hour.

The ownership of the oiran has been very clear, and now there is only one last process left before the end of the entire "flower evaluation list" - picking flowers.

A large flower group gathered with hundreds of flowers was sent to the stage, and the highest point was the peony known as the king of flowers.

Su Yu needs to choose a man to come to the stage to pluck the peonies for her, which not only means that she has the name of the oiran, but also means that she has chosen her "first night" after becoming the oiran.

The old bustard, who was the guest "host", beeped a few words of nonsense such as "Quanfang Jingyan Peony is the leader", and the re-dressed beauty also appeared again.

Wearing a red dress and mopping the floor, the wide hem is embroidered with gorgeous and complex patterns, her long hair is twisted into a bun, the jade hairpin is loosely tied up, and a golden step is inserted on it.

Compared with the elegant and elegant dress just now, Su Yu's current outfit is almost like a bride to be married.

"Suck it~"

There was a sound of drooling in the embroidery building, and the old bustard deliberately waited for everyone to watch it for a while before saying with a smile: "Miss Su Yu, hurry up and point out the person you like!"

"Yes."

Su Yu lowered her head and slowly turned her body towards Liang Zhen's direction.

This result was expected.

Although there is no express rule that you must choose the person with the most rewards, since people spend the most money, if you don't let them sleep, it's too much to say.

"Master Liang..."

Su Yu on the stage had already spoken, and Liang Zhen also sat up slightly.

But at this moment, someone walked up to Peng Benzhi who was about to faint, and suddenly shouted:

"Miss Su Yu! Hold on!"

"Ok?"

The sudden change instantly attracted everyone's attention, and soon someone recognized who was speaking.

"Song Zhengming? Song everyone?"

"What? This is Song Zhengming, a lay Buddhist from Mount Lu?"

"You can't go wrong! I happened to meet him when he was lecturing in Luzhou City a few months ago!"

"But what is he doing?"

"..."

This Song Zhengming seemed to be quite famous in Luzhou, but no one knew why he suddenly interrupted Su Yu.

"Young Master Peng..."

Song Zhengming looked at Peng Benzhi and sighed softly: "Alas, although you and I don't know each other, but I received the grace of Your Honor more than ten years ago."

"...Forget it, I will help you today, and it can be regarded as repaying this favor."

After Song Zhengming said these few words, everyone thought he was going to pay for Peng Benzhi.

But when it comes to literati, raising money is vulgar.

I saw that he suddenly took out a piece of paper from his arms, and then said aloud to Su Yu word by word:

"I will present this poem on behalf of Young Master Peng to the girl..."

"It's worth a thousand dollars!"

Chapter 91 I Am Wei Changtian

A poem is worth a thousand dollars!

Hearing this sentence, not only Peng Benzhi was stupid, Su Yu was stupid, all the spectators were stupid, and even Liang Zhen frowned and looked at Song Zhengming.

And the latter is worthy of being a great scholar who is well-known throughout Luzhou. Facing this situation, he did not panic at all, and continued to say to Su Yu sternly:

"Girl, I only wrote this poem because of my feelings. If you think it can be worth a thousand dollars, then please grant Young Master Peng's wish."

"If you think you can't, just pretend I never said that."

"This……"

Su Yu had never seen such a situation before, and she opened her mouth for a while, not knowing what to respond to.

After all, poetry is not a thing that can be weighed in to buy groceries, how much money is how much money.

Song Zhengming said that his poems are worth thousands of dollars, but no matter whether the poems are good or bad, they can't be sold!

She didn't know how to deal with it, but others were watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal, and soon someone said excitedly:

"Everyone Song! Then you should take out the poem first!"

"Yeah! I'll listen to it too, so that I can help Miss Su Yu to break up the value of this poem!"

"No matter what, it is a good talk to get everyone from Song to write poems at such a grand event!"

"..."

The roaring sound instantly broke out, Song Zhengming didn't ink any ink, turned around and handed the poem paper to Peng Benzhi, who had not recovered.

"Young Master Peng, it's up to you to present this poem to Miss Su Yu."

"Gudu..."

Peng Benzhi's Adam's apple wriggled twice, tremblingly opened the paper and glanced at it, his face immediately turned from white to red, and his expression became more and more excited.

He held on to the rice paper as if he had acquired some rare treasure, and after reading it several times, he looked at Song Zhengming with gratitude.

"Song, Song everyone... You, did you really give me this poem?"

Song Zhengming put down the Buddha's sleeves and sat down calmly: "If a gentleman says a word, it is difficult for a horse to chase."

"Thank you, Xie Song, everyone for enjoying the poem!"

Among the countless impatient gazes, Peng Benzhi first bowed deeply to Song Zhengming, then straightened up, glanced around and finally settled on Su Yu.

Compared to the lost soul just now, he was in a state of extreme excitement as if he had dried five cans of Red Bull and a bottle of balsamic essence in a row.

"Miss Su Yu, everyone! Listen to this poem!"

There was an instant silence on and off the stage, only Peng Benzhi's trembling and high-pitched voice echoed.

"After all the redness is left, it begins to spit out fragrance."

"The good name is called the King of Flowers."

"Compete and praise the unparalleled beauty in the world."

"Occupy the world... the first fragrance!"

"..."

After the poem ends, the audience pauses for a moment.

"Nice poem!"

Someone shouted first, and the chorus quickly rang out.

"Indeed!"

"Owning the first fragrance in the world... Miss Su Yu may be like the Yangliu Shi in the capital, and she is famous all over the world with this sentence!"

"This sentence is really wonderful!"

"As expected of everyone Song..."

"..."

Most of the words that came into my ears expressed admiration, but Wei Changtian didn't feel anything.

Yang Liushi smiled and asked: "Master, what do you think of this poem?"

"Okay."

Wei Changtian nodded noncommittally.

This is indeed his true thoughts.

This poem has to be said to be so subtle that it has been passed down for centuries... Of course it is not.

But there is one thing that fits the scene tonight.

More importantly, the whole poem uses peony as a metaphor for people, calling Su Yu "the first fragrance in the world", which can be regarded as touting her to a high position, which is particularly attractive to brothel women.

Judging from Su Yu's current state of excitement, this woman is really not sure that she will choose Peng Benzhi because of this poem.

……

As Wei Changtian expected, Su Yu was really tangled at the moment.

She could see that Liang Zhen's identity was extraordinary, but the allure of this poem was indeed a little big.

A poem is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and this story alone will surely become a good story.

What's more, this poem also greatly exalted itself.

For a red card of Su Yu's level, the amount of money earned is not so important, and the more important thing is to build a good reputation for herself.

Only when she became more famous would those sons of famous families be interested in redeeming her, so that she could get rid of this land of smoke and willows and return to a normal life.

Thinking of this, Su Yu finally said:

"Thanks to everyone Song Song, Young Master Peng for the poem... The slave family likes it very much."

"To tell you the truth, since the slave family heard about 'Yunxiang Clothes and Flowers Xiangrong' a while ago, they have been thinking about how one day they will be able to obtain such a good poem."

"I can't believe that today's wish came true..."

These words of hers are actually quite a bit of commercial blowing.

Although this "The First Fragrance of the World" is not bad, everyone understands that it is very different from the song "Yunxiang Clothes and Flowers Xiangrong" that wrote the poem about willows.

Even completely two grades.

However, in this situation, no one would jump out and sing the opposite. Instead, Song Zhengming suddenly sank his face after hearing this.

"Humph! Don't compare my poem to that poem!"

"A wicked man who is the prime minister of the dynasty, no matter how well he writes poetry, he has talent but no virtue!"

This Nima, can this be shot?

Wei Changtian was speechless for a while, while Yang Liushi, who was also mentioned, covered his mouth and snickered.

"Master, it seems that this Song Jushi is probably from the Liu family."

"Of course I know."

Wei Changtian rolled his eyes, and Su Yu on stage was a little embarrassed at the moment.

She bowed her head in embarrassment and said, "It's the slave family who made a blunder," and then looked at Liang Zhen again.

"Master Liang, I'm grateful that you look down on the little girl so much..."

Listening to this, it was decided to choose Peng Benzhi, and he was ready to apologize to Liang Zhen.