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Chapter 22: Contest Champion, Mysterious Reward

Enter Zuixianju.

An old procuress came forward quickly, smiling, and asked, "Sir, are you here to participate in the poetry competition?"

"Great, where can I sign up?" Li Chengping asked.

"No need to sign up, sir, please go there and wait for a moment. The poetry competition will begin soon." The madam said with a smile.

Following the direction of the finger, Li Chengping found that there were empty tables there, with a person sitting at each table.

These people sat there talking and laughing, their eyes fixed on the girls from Zuixianju, never moving away.

Li Chengping did not go forward to join in the fun, but found a quiet place and sat down quietly.

The table was empty except for a sign with the number 28 on it.

He raised his head and looked around, frowning slightly.

For some reason, the moment he entered Zuixianju, he always felt as if someone was staring at him in the dark.

That feeling of having a thorn in your back makes people very uncomfortable.

now.

Zuixianju, second floor.

In a quiet room.

Si Lili sat in front of the table, on which were placed several poems, all written by Li Chengping.

At this time.

The door of the room was pushed open and a figure walked into the room. It turned out to be the madam who had just met Li Chengping.

"Miss Lili, His Royal Highness Prince Wen has come to participate in the poetry competition and is now waiting in the lobby on the first floor."

Si Lili smiled slightly.

"Finally you're here. I've waited so long for this. Give the order and the poetry conference can begin."

The madam bowed and left the room, closing the door carefully.

Si Lili slowly stood up and gently opened the second-floor window a crack, from which she could see all the talented people who came to participate in the poetry competition.

Even though there were many people at the scene, she recognized Li Chengping in the crowd at a glance.

Li Chengping seemed to have noticed something as well. He suddenly raised his head and looked around, but unfortunately there was no one there.

"Was it just my illusion?"

At this moment, a gong sounded "Duang" and the whole scene became quiet in an instant.

Li Chengping looked in the direction of the voice and saw the madam appear at the fence on the second floor.

Following behind him was a seductively dressed girl holding a tray covered with a red cloth, so it was unclear what was on it.

"Everyone, the poetry competition begins now. This is also the last day of the poetry competition."

"In addition to a classic book, this time the first prize also includes a mysterious gift. I hope everyone will work hard!"

"There is no restriction on the topic of this poetry competition. Please feel free to express yourself!"

"The competition starts now, and the time limit is one stick of incense!"

As the madam finished her words, a servant came forward with an incense burner and lit the incense sticks.

A thin green smoke rose up, and the originally bustling hall suddenly became silent.

The servants in Zuixianju brought pieces of pens, ink, paper and inkstone and delivered them one by one.

When the things were delivered to them, some talented people who were confident in their plans immediately picked up their pens and started writing.

Soon, several people handed in their poems.

This scene made the others feel threatened and they all sped up.

Since there was no restriction on the topic of this poetry competition, in less than half an incense stick of time, 80% of the people present had submitted their poems.

After all, for them, sending the poems earlier can allow people to see them in advance and leave a good impression.

This greatly increases the chances of winning.

As for the remaining 20% ​​of the contestants, they were biting their pens and thinking deeply, while some of them wrote and drew and hesitated for a long time before producing a poem.

Li Chengping sat there quietly, his eyes closed, ignoring everything.

He had a lot of poems and essays in his mind, and he was in no hurry to hand them in.

But he could feel that the gaze in the dark was still staring at him.

This is to keep the troops in place in order to find the other party. Time passed little by little, and the incense stick was about to burn out.

All the contestants had submitted their poems, except Li Chengping, who was still sitting there motionless.

"Who is this person? He has been sitting there since the start of the game and hasn't moved at all until now. What perseverance!"

"Tsk! What bullshit perseverance? I think he just can't write poetry and is pretending to be profound here!"

"That's right, it's a waste of time to keep this kind of person around, get rid of him as soon as possible!"

"..."

The madam stood on the second floor, listening to the discussions of the so-called talented people below, with disdain flashing in her eyes.

"You don't know how high the heaven is or how deep the earth is. How can you discuss this person's identity? You've really had enough of your life!"

Li Chengping ignored the gossip of the people around him and glanced at the incense stick that was about to burn out.

He picked up the brush and wrote, and as the last stroke came down, the incense stick burned out.

The servant waiting nearby stepped forward and carefully put away Li Chengping's poems, then went upstairs with a thick stack of rice paper.

"Please wait a moment, the results will appear soon."

The madam smiled slightly and left with her servants.

Melodious music sounded and dancers came from all directions.

The enchanting figure twisted, quickly attracting the attention of those talented men.

As they laughed and joked, they even forgot the purpose of their visit.

now.

The madam brought the poem into Si Lili's room and placed it on the table.

"Miss Lili, the poetry competition has ended. All the poems are here." The madam said respectfully.

Si Lili nodded, her eyes swept over the poem, her brows furrowed.

With Li Chengping's poems and essays as precious as hers, the poems and essays that these Kyoto talents were proud of were nothing in her eyes.

Suddenly, a poem caught her attention.

"The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon rises with the tide."

"The moon is shining on the spring river for thousands of miles, and there is no place where the spring river is not bright!"

"..."

"The slanting moon is hidden in the sea fog, and there is an endless road from Jieshi to Xiaoxiang."

"I don't know how many people will ride the moon back home, the falling moon shakes the emotions filled with the trees on the river."

The poem was very long, but Si Lili read it very carefully.

Just the beginning brought her into a grand scene where the river tide connected to the sea and the moon rose with the tide.

Seeing Si Lili's expression, the madam understood what she meant and turned around to announce the result.

"Duang!"

The gong sounded again, and the lively scene became quiet again.

"Everyone, the results of this poetry competition have been announced. The winner is the young man at table 28!"

The lobby on the first floor was instantly in an uproar, with everyone's eyes focused on Li Chengping.

"Congratulations to this gentleman for winning the first prize of this competition. In addition to receiving a masterpiece, you also have the opportunity to spend a night with Miss Si Lili."

When they heard about this reward, they couldn't sit still anymore.

Who is Si Lili? She is the unmarried courtesan of Zuixianju. It is said that she is still a virgin. She is the dream lover of these talented men.

Now we can only watch it fall into the hands of others!

"I don't accept it. There must be something shady going on in this poetry gathering. You must be cheating!"

People with bad tempers stood up and argued on the spot.

This loud roar caused many people to echo it.

The madam was not at all flustered. She first welcomed Li Chengping to the second floor with a smile, then turned her head and glanced at those talented men.

"We at Zuixianju believe in fairness and justice. The winners' poems will be announced soon for everyone to appreciate!"

(End of this chapter)