C23 Embroidery

Auntie Hu might be in her twenties this year. In the future, she could still be considered to be at a young and beautiful age, but in the Tang Dynasty, she was already considered old. After all, in the Tang Dynasty, people's average lifespan was only thirty or forty years old. Being over twenty years old could already be considered to be half a lifetime.

With her slightly plump waist, she shouted, "Please welcome, Lady Soo Soo!" With that, a girl that was surrounded by four young maids suddenly appeared in the small pavilion above. The woman was tall and slender, her skin fair and white, as if she had been smeared with some powder. From afar, she appeared somewhat pretty.

This Lady Soo Soo was probably the most sought after card of the Intoxicated Spring Pavilion. The moment she appeared, all the so-called geniuses below applauded and cheered. For a moment, the entire hall was bustling with noise and excitement. While in a trance, Li Xin even felt as if he had returned to a bar or similar place in the future. His face unconsciously revealed a smile.

"It seems like this Lady Xiu Xiu is very much like Lord Chu. When His Highness sees her, he will smile very happily." "Your Highness, do you think she's pretty?"

Li Xin laughed and purposely said: "To be honest, I think her looks are average, but... It should be much more beautiful than your sister! "

Upon hearing this, Chen Yulan's expression froze. He immediately tightened his grip on the cup, and even his fingernails turned white. She had to be extremely careful not to spill this cup of tea on Li Xin's face.

Little Ling who was standing by the side had a strange expression. She stealthily glanced at Soo Soo who was in the pavilion and muttered to herself in her heart, "How can such a woman be compared with little miss?" Miss is the most beautiful, well, the most beautiful. "

Qin Huaiyu helplessly shook her head, determined not to get involved in the grudge between Li Xin and Chen Zixian.

In the center of the hall, Eldest Aunt Hu continued, "Today's rules are very simple. Lady Soo Soo will be throwing a ball in the attic. Young Master who receives the ball will compose a poem, 'Seven-Creed Poetry'. If you can't do it, you will be punished with three cups of wine." Then, he would hand the embroidered ball to a friend beside him and let him compose a poem. If this friend was also unable to produce a poem, he would also be punished by three cups of wine, and then the embroidered ball would be handed to the person beside him until a complete poem was written.

Lady Soo Soo could cast the ball a total of ten times. The rules were always the same. In the end, all the scholars present will choose the best poem out of the ten poems, that is, the lead scholar for tonight. Not only will you receive a fifty point reward, you will also be able to spend the night with Lady Soo Soo! "

When the words "spend a good night" was said, all the birds and beasts present, oh no, the scholars once again broke out into cheers that would even be instantly understood by men.

Li Xin could not help but be speechless, thinking to himself that Tang Zheng was truly open-minded. However, after listening to Qin Huaiyu's explanation, he understood that this so-called spending a good night was not like what he had imagined. He was just alone with Soo Soo, drinking wine and playing Go until dawn.

Qin Huaiyu saw that Li Xin's thoughts were crooked and jokingly scolded him, "Lady Soo Soo has always been a person who does not sell herself, so how could she be as despicable as you think?"

Li Xin rolled his eyes and said, "Why do you look so familiar? I'm afraid there are a lot of people coming to the Intoxicated Spring Pavilion, right?"

Qin Huaiyu nodded and did not hide anything. To most of the men in the Tang Dynasty, strolling around this half - brothel and half - restaurant place like the Drunken Spring House was not an unsightly matter.

Soon, Lady Soo Soo who was in the attic began throwing her first ball of embroidery.

The sphere woven from bamboo had a few pieces of silk sewn on it to serve as decorations. As it flew through the air, it actually looked a bit like a giant butterfly; it was quite beautiful.

All the scholars were fighting over the seats and no one was willing to show any weakness. Everyone wanted to produce a convincing poem and spend the night with Lady Soo Soo. If Lady Soo could be convinced of her great charm and recommend herself to the pillow, then that would be even more perfect!

Alright, since ancient times, scholars have always been the ones who liked and wanted to fart the most. This might explain why the beautiful female ghost always fell in love with the scholar's strange theorem – after all, this story was written by the scholar himself. If he wanted the female ghost to love someone, the female ghost would have to love that person.

Li Xin was well aware of this herd of male animals' mentality. He silently sipped a mouthful of tea and lightly shook his head.

Chen Yulan, who was standing at the side, glanced at him and asked, "What if neither of us received the ball today?" The booth they were in did not seem to be in a good position. It was not easy to obtain the ball.

Li Xin calmly took out two silver pancakes from the money pouch on his waist and said, "Give me the money, I'll buy the embroidered ball from someone else, won't that do?"

Chen Yulan was stunned, but then he rolled his eyes and said, "How vulgar." Indeed, writing poems and throwing a ball of silk was an elegant game in itself, and using money to break the rules was a bit too much of a disgrace.

However, no one could deny that this was very effective.

Li Xin spread out his hands and said with his eyes, "What else can I do?"

The first ball fell into the hands of an old scholar who looked to be in his forties and in his fifties. Li Xin looked at the man's white hair and could not help but silently criticize, "At your age, I'm afraid it would be difficult for you to even walk, and you even came to join in on the fun. You really are an old man …"

The old scholar cleared his throat, grabbed the pen and paper handed over by a maid from the Drunken Spring Pavilion. As he wrote, he slowly recited his poem.

Li Xin listened attentively for the sake of understanding his opponent's skill level. It was difficult to understand and empty. It could be said to be a rotten poem, but it was not much better than the later generation Emperor Qian Long who had written "Two pieces, three pieces, four pieces".

After the old scholar finished writing, he acted as if he was very satisfied with his work and happily drank a large cup of wine. His appearance and actions were very natural and unrestrained. It was unknown if the scholars present wanted to make fun of the poem or if they truly felt that it was not bad. They all applauded and urged Soo Soo who was in the pavilion to throw the second ball.

The maid hung the old scholar's poem on a wall in the middle of the hall so that everyone could see it clearly. When Soo Soo saw this from the pavilion, she raised up the second ball of embroidery and tossed it down.

The scholars were once again fighting over the items. In the chaos, someone slapped the ball and it flew over, landing in Chen Yulan's arms. Seeing this, the maid who had prepared a pen and paper immediately ran over and stood by the side, waiting for Chen Xiaolan's decision. She wanted to see if he wanted to drink or write a poem.

Chen Xiaolan smiled and glanced at Li Xin. "It seems that my luck is not bad." "Then I won't be polite." With that, she stretched out her hand and took the pen and paper from the maid. She then placed it on the table and began to write.