I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

The man stood up and started talking, "The men present beat drums and passed the flowers around. Whoever reached them would compose a poem. The poem must have two colors. The colors mentioned in the poem corresponded to the colors of the clothes of the people present. Two colors were chosen based on the colors. One of the two must compose a poem for the other."

"It's over when you're done? That's so boring!" someone shouted.

The man smiled and said, "This is not the end! This poem cannot be careless. After the poem is completed, it must be hung on the poetry wall of Chun Jiangyue for thousands of drinkers and diners to watch!"

There was an uproar underneath.

"This is incredible! Maybe it will become a famous story throughout the ages!"

“Not everyone’s poems can be on Chun Jiangyue’s poetry wall!”

"..."

Bai Zhi wasn't sure what they were going to do, and felt that someone was going to target her, which made her feel terrified.

My palms are a little sweaty and my fingertips are a little cold.

Inexplicably, she remembered that Meng Ying had told her before that momentum was very important in such an occasion. Now everyone is obeying Yan Qin Wei's orders. No matter what she says or does, her will will be distorted, and she will not be able to gain anything by openly resisting.

She was a newcomer and had no power to back her up, so she had no choice but to go with the flow.

She had seen this kind of thing with Meng Ying a lot. No matter how the situation developed, it was always right to gain more benefits for herself.

Bai Zhi looked at the people around her laughing excitedly, suppressed the anxiety in her heart, cleared her throat, and said in a loud and authentic voice, "Young Master Yan, Lian Hua also has a proposal. Young Master, are you willing to listen?"

Yan Qin was happy in his heart. The feeling of being in control of the situation on the field made him feel happy. He said straightforwardly, "Sister, tell me!"

"It is said that there will be several stages in today's poetry. In each stage, the girls will decide the winner. If they win, they will win. Isn't it boring? How about placing some bets and the winner will get the reward. Wouldn't it be more fun? ? As for the people selected according to the colors in the poems, since they have already given poems, why not give away the winning bets as well. What do you think?" Bai Zhi gave her thoughts. She guessed that among them Half of the people prefer to find some excitement and will never refuse.

Everyone started talking after hearing this. Sure enough, the result was not much different from what Bai Zhi expected, and most of them agreed.

Yan Qin was in control of the situation and was not afraid at all. He accepted it happily, "Then what is the bet based on what my sister said?"

Bai Zhi nodded slightly, "Lord Lotus, I think gold and silver are very good."

"Ha! He still loves money! Okay! Then it will be as you say!" Yan Yanqin waved his hand and immediately decided on the matter.

The drumming and flower-passing began, and the drums sounded loudly, and stopped randomly on the hands of a man. The man stood up and met Yan Qin's eyes.

Then the noble prince was pacing in the corridor, thinking, and after a while he composed two lines of poetry: "The long summer rain makes the lotus roots thick, and the sunset on the Xiaoshan Mountains is filled with pine smoke."

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately cheered, "Ou He and Pine Smoke, Brother Qingyao, what a poem! What a poem!"

Everyone immediately began to look left and right, looking for these two colors.

Bai Zhi even wanted to laugh. It was not surprising at all. Her clothes today happened to be Ou He, and Qin's gray clothes happened to be called pine smoke color.

Most of the people in the field are his, and they all have to rely on his Yan family to make a living, and Angelica dahurica is the dish he will cook today. Therefore, no matter who hands this drumming and passing flowers to, no matter who stands up to compose a poem, the targets can only be him and Bai Zhi.

It was really difficult for this dear poet to compose a relevant poem in such a short time. When Bai Zhi looked closely, there was a trickle of sweat on his forehead.

Under the cheers of everyone, Yan Qin stood in the middle of the field and was about to start writing poems.

Seeing him not writing for a long time, Bai Zhi thought that he couldn't do it, and was about to laugh in her heart, but the next second, Yan Qin's writing was flying.

Everyone was waiting for him to write. Yan Qin became more and more excited as he wrote, but the two young masters standing beside him frowned.

Bai Zhi secretly observed their expressions and felt inexplicably impatient.

After a while, Yan Qin put down his pen and said with a proud look on his face, "Come on, Nian Nian!"

Yan Qin handed the paper filled with poems to the person next to him. The person next to him hesitated and said reluctantly, "Do you really want to read it?"

"Read it!" Yan Qinhao said loudly.

Bai Zhi frowned. Although she knew he was going to tease her, she didn't know what he wrote on the paper, and she was really worried.

The person on the side glanced at Bai Zhi. Bai Zhi's sharp eyes startled him. He quickly turned to face Yan Qin, then picked up the piece of paper and started to read.

"There is a goddess in Luochuan, a beautiful woman in Qiongyu. Her pink face is full of light, and her lips are dotted with crimson. There are mandarin duck quilts lying across the floor, and red candle lights in front of the tent. The cicada hairpin is lying on the pillow, frowning and smiling... Luo skirt is still undressing, and the fragrance is sweating. Noodles…”

The more Bai Zhi listened, the more she felt something was wrong. Her face froze. Yan Qin's style was indeed beyond her imagination. She thought that writing a love poem would be a big deal, but now he actually wrote an obscene poem!

With his appearance, he really dared to hang it on Chun Jiangyue!

In this way, he, Bai Lianhua, would never be able to hold his head high again in Qiongzhou City. She would have no choice but to marry him, Yan Qin.

What a good calculation!

All the men and women present blushed, and some whispered and laughed at Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi took a deep breath and was about to curse loudly to stop them from continuing to read. Suddenly, a clear female voice came out, "Brother Yan Qin, in this clear day, you are actually reading obscene words here. I thought you were a garden poetry party." It was an elegant place, but now it seems really vulgar! I’m going to tell my father and ask him to take away this garden of yours!”

Everyone followed the sound and saw a petite girl, followed by several guards and maids, walking over angrily with her hands behind her back, her eyes full of arrogance.

This girl looks to be fifteen or sixteen years old at most. Although she looks dignified when walking, her steps are a little bouncy. She must be a lively and active child.

Yan Qin frowned for a moment, and quickly directed the people next to him to hide the poems, and bowed respectfully, "Hey, Miss Lin is finally here! I've been waiting for a long time!"

The girl walked towards Yan Qin, and everyone passing by saluted.

"How long have you been waiting? Are you still blaming me? Your garden is obviously too far away!" The girl snorted softly, then glanced at Yan Qin.

"How could you blame Miss Lin! I was looking forward to your coming!" Yan Qin was very polite, completely different from before.

After finishing his polite remarks, he introduced to everyone, "Everyone, this is our distinguished guest today, Lin Songxue, the daughter of Lord Governor Lin Xiangong. She just got hairpins last year."

Lin Songxue bowed to everyone, "Brothers and sisters, just call me Songxue. Songxue is here for the first time today, so please bear with me, brothers and sisters."

Bai Zhi seemed to have seen some turning points. If Lin Ling's daughter, the governor, could make friends with Lin Ling through her, it would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Although Bai Zhi suffered humiliation today, this trip was not a loss. Although the humiliation was infuriating, understanding the network was her main purpose. She usually has no contact with these people, but now she knows which families in Qiongzhou look up to the Yan family, and she also knows that the governor Lin Ling is a mountain that the Yan family cannot cross. At least now no one will offend this little girl Lin Songxue. .

When Bai Zhi saw Lin Songxue, she felt much more balanced, and it was not in vain for her to be so angry.

Now that Lin Songxue has suppressed Yan Qin's arrogance, if Bai Zhi can get Lin Songxue's support, she will gain power today or in the future.