Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 350: Can one person overshadow the banquet of beauties? (First update)
Yun Wan's brows revealed a thoughtful look. She had already prepared a setting poem and was now waiting for the right moment.

She attached great importance to this banquet of beauties and spent almost all her fortune on purchasing hairpins.

A spot in the top ten courtesans is a must.

Yun Wan, the woman who has always been dignified, elegant and unpretentious in Yuehuaxuan, has been sitting firmly on the throne of the most beautiful courtesan for three consecutive years.

Now, facing this rare opportunity to redeem herself, she had already made up her mind to give it a try.

If you don’t succeed, you will succeed!
Yun Wan looked at the poem on the paper and couldn't help feeling a little hesitant.

If you ask for help from a young man you have never met before, you are betting on an unknown outcome.

Once rejected, it is inevitable that she will feel unhappy, which will affect the performance of the banquet.

Seeing her expression, Li Xiangjun said with some relief: "I know what Sister Yun is thinking, but I have seen a young master who would not embarrass Sister Yun even if he did not write a poem."

Yun Wan looked at Li Xiangjun's hopeful expression and knew that her sister had lost to the courtesan that year and had been feeling resentful ever since.

Li Xiangjun attended the banquet not only for herself, but also to let Yun Wan win and overshadow Hu Yunniang and others.

Li Xiangjun even spent most of her wealth to help Yun Wan.

She continued, "Sister, have you forgotten the story of Sister Nihuang and Mr. San? When Mr. San first entered Yuehuaxuan, he was just a drunkard."

"Who could have expected that it was this drinker who won Sister Nihuang a great reputation in the brothel for ten years."

"Madam Gongsun is about to announce the opening poem. Once Xie Guan's name gets out, I predict that many courtesans will be vying to make friends with him. By then..."

After hearing this, Yun Wan's face was free of any hesitation.

"This time, all thanks to Sister Xiangjun. We will go there immediately."

Say it!
Yun Wan lightly put on a veil and walked out of the stage of the banquet with Li Xiangjun.

The space here was small, and several courtesans from Yuehuaxuan nearby had heard the conversation between the two. However, they had already prepared themselves, and were not familiar with "Xie Guan", so they just kept an eye on him.

Hu Yunniang already knew who Xie Guan was, and today she went with Su Yun to ask him to write poetry.

She looked at the backs of Yun Wan and the other person as they left, and a sense of loss inexplicably arose in her heart.

Chen Xiang said nonchalantly:
"Yun Wan is probably desperate and is trying all sorts of methods. If Xie Guan really has talent, he would have accepted the invitation when Master Yun invited him. Why would he go through so much trouble?"

"Even if Xie Guan is indeed talented, so what? At today's banquet, so many students, celebrities, and teachers from the academy have gathered together."

"Can Xie Guan alone overshadow all the talented people at the banquet?"

After hearing this, Hu Yunniang agreed with it deeply.

Even if Xie Guan was talented, what could he do? At this banquet, many guests and celebrities had already known the topic of the poem and had prepared for it for a long time.

Can he really produce a masterpiece that surpasses everyone else on the spot?

Hu Yunniang calmed her mind and focused on the upcoming banquet for beauties.

Although her piano skills today are quite good, there are naturally some outstanding ones among these many courtesans.

She must give her all to stand out in this feast.

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"Have you prepared the poems for King Yan?"

A woman in red silk asked, her features were as delicate as a painting under the light, and she looked very heroic.

This person was none other than Lady Gongsun, who had just been dancing with a sword on the stage with stunning grace.

"Sister Gongsun, the King of Yan presented it in advance." The woman at the side replied.

Madam Gongsun nodded slightly and gently placed the light steel sword in her hand on the sword rack.

This is the exit place of Zixiao Pavilion, and it is also the private attic unique to Gongsun Niangzi.

Looking around, there was a row of swords arranged behind the sword rack, including many famous swords from Bian Jing, flashing with cold light.

Madam Gongsun walked to the dressing table, gently untied her ponytail, and her jet-black hair fell like a waterfall.

The personal maid then came forward and combed her long hair.

Lady Gongsun did not stop, but picked up the poems that the host had collected and looked at them slowly.

Her background was extraordinary: her father was a third-rank general in the army, and her mother was from a famous family in the martial arts world.

She never liked wearing red clothes since she was a child, but she liked wielding swords and sticks. When she was a child, she smiled and told her father that she wanted to be a female general.

She is unique among the many courtesans and is good at sword dancing, which she learns from her family.

However, the fate of the Gongsun family was involved in the "case between the head of the Xie family and Emperor Xianhe".

His parents were exiled to Hokkaido, and the other women were forced to become court prostitutes.

Lady Gongsun was sold to Zixiao Pavilion because of her extraordinary beauty.

With her extraordinary appearance and her sword dance skills in red, Gongsun Niangzi began to gain fame in Bian Jing and became the most beautiful woman in Zixiao Pavilion.

With the favor of the Sixth Prince, King Yan, Gongsun gradually became the most popular courtesan in Zixiao Pavilion.

Over the years, she has never lost heart and has always had a wish in her heart - to redeem herself and to obtain a "favored" identity for her parents so that her family can be reunited.

That case was so serious and involved so many people. It was a secret that could not be easily revealed among the nine major families.

Even the Sixth Prince, Prince Yan, could not easily intervene. But Lady Gongsun, through the Sixth Prince's relationship, got a verbal order from the "Prime Minister Su" in the court.

Su Xiang promised that if she could get into the top three in this banquet, he would give her parents freedom.

Because of this, Lady Gongsun has not married for many years, but she gave her all to this banquet just to fulfill her wish.

She carefully looked through the poems that King Yan had prepared for her. In fact, she had already read all of these poems.

She had already made up her mind about the first three poems.

The gold and silver for purchasing hairpins today have already been prepared. Although the one with the most hairpins wins, the nobleman behind each courtesan is not short of money.

The real key!
It lies in the number of hairpins in the hands of scholars in the academy and important officials in the court.

Their votes are the key to deciding who will become the Oiran.

This setting poem is particularly crucial.

Among the retainers of King Yan there were also scholars from the academy, and three of his poems were extremely outstanding.

The works of the rest of the people at the banquet were presented by the master of ceremonies, and then checked by the guests of Prince Yan in advance to avoid missing out on the best works.

but!

In previous years, there were few satisfactory poems at the banquets of beauties. After all, the talented men recruited by each courtesan had already known the topics of the poems and had made sufficient preparations.

Lady Gongsun casually flipped through a few of the poems sent to her and could not help but feel a little disappointed. Most of these poems were old-fashioned, lacked novelty, and were boring.

When Madam Gongsun saw that the second courtesan's performance had reached the halfway point, she went on stage again to recite the three opening poems for the day.

Upon seeing this, Lady Gongsun did not seem to be satisfied with the poem either. She was ready to change into a set of silk clothes and present the poem she had prepared.

"Help me change my clothes." Madam Gongsun ordered softly.

"Okay, Sister Gongsun." The maid stepped forward and began to change clothes for Madam Gongsun.

Madam Gongsun looked at herself in the bronze mirror. Her ponytail was combed into a dark cloud of hair, which made her look less heroic and more elegant and dignified.

She had already made up her mind that she must not let go of this only chance in her life to escape from the cage.

This time!

A light sound of footsteps was heard.

A pretty woman with a scholarly air walked in and said with a more cheerful tone: "Sister Gongsun, wait a minute, here is another poem."

Madam Gongsun was slightly surprised.

This woman was not only her best friend, but also a good companion who helped her select poems.

"Sister Gongsun, please look."

The pretty woman gently spread the paper on the dressing table.

It’s still early.

Madam Gongsun was not in a hurry either and looked up.

A heartfelt exclamation followed!

"This calligraphy...is very well written."

The pretty girl smiled and urged, "Sister, please read the poem."

When Madam Gongsun saw the writing, she felt excited and read through it word by word.

"I stayed in Bianjing for a while, and it was already New Year's Eve. The yellow flowers were in full bloom under the fence, and the rice seedlings looked as if they had been wiped clean."

She had just finished reading it and was stunned. Wasn’t this the state of mind she had been in for many years?

I quickly continued to look.

"The songs from all sides finally fell, and after eight years, I missed the south of the Yangtze River."

"I've been forced to be a beautiful woman, but I just don't want to do it!"

Lady Gongsun couldn't help but feel shocked. All the sorrow she had suffered in the West Wing for so many years seemed to be reflected in these few lines.

Although she was an Oiran, she never acted pretentiously like a daughter.

The pretty girl has already read out the last two sentences.
"I am not a man in my body. But my heart is stronger than a man! I am always passionate because of others."

"Who among the common people can understand my mind? A hero must suffer at the end of his life."

"Where can I find a soulmate in this world?"

"The shirt is wet!"

Before she finished her words, Gongsun Niangzi had already picked up the paper and tears were quietly dripping onto it.

The pair of beautiful eyes in the mirror have turned red.

"Who did this?"

The pretty girl looked at the signature on the paper.

"Caotang Poetry Society."

"Thank you, Guan!"

(End of this chapter)