Chapter 91: Flower Ranking
At the hour of Xu, Liang Zhen finally "got what he wanted" and accompanied Wei Changtian to the "Flower Ranking" site -
An embroidered building located by the river.
Eight long red silk ribbons stretched from the top of the building to the bottom. The building was brightly lit and there were clusters of flowers outside.
Countless men of letters, poets, wealthy businessmen sat or stood in the embroidered building. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the lively atmosphere was unparalleled.
"Did you have such a grand ceremony when you were selecting the oiran?"
Wei Changtian looked around and asked Yang Liushi who was hiding under the veil beside him.
Yes, ever since Wei Changtian mentioned it that day, she really got a veil and wore it every time she went to crowded places.
"The capital city is naturally more grand than here."
Yang Liushi smiled and said, "But this place is not bad either. At least there are hundreds of beauties gathered around this embroidery building."
"Bai Yan? Does it mean a hundred kinds of flowers?"
Wei Changtian was stunned to find that the flowers wrapping the embroidery building seemed to be of different varieties.
"Yes."
Yang Liushi explained, "Since we are judging the most beautiful flower, naturally there should be a hundred flowers competing for beauty. However, most places don't have so many varieties of flowers at the 'flower judging meetings', most of them only have a few dozen."
“So it’s not easy to gather hundreds of species here, even though many are nameless wild flowers.”
Boy, it’s not easy.
It's already the beginning of winter, and I don't know where these flowers came from.
Wei Changtian curled his lips and sighed, "He really knows how to have fun," and then shifted his gaze to Liang Zhen who was walking next to him.
At this moment, he was having a pleasant conversation with the fat county magistrate who had accompanied him, and his mind was probably full of the "young lady" whom he had yet to meet.
Wei Changtian really admired Liang Zhen for insisting on "compassioning the common people's daughter" even when his own daughter already knew about the incident. However, he also knew that the ancients were indeed very tolerant in this regard.
For a man, strolling around a place with beautiful willows is basically the same as washing his feet in his previous life, and most women can still accept it.
For example, he himself often went to find Yang Liushi in front of Lu Jingyao...
…
The activity of evaluating flower rankings originally originated from the bad taste of literati and poets.
Perhaps they were just bored and had nothing to do, so these literati who lingered in brothels and theaters not only wanted to vent their desires, but also wanted to vent their poetic talent which had nowhere to go, so they would write some erotic poems to comment on the talent and beauty of the prostitutes.
However, as they gained more experience, they were no longer satisfied with this simple evaluation method, but wanted a "comprehensive, objective and fair" scoring system.
Finally, they imitated the imperial examination system and created the so-called "flower ranking list".
Initially, the "Flower Ranking" only evaluated appearance, but everyone has their own preferences, so it is difficult to choose an absolute first place.
In order to increase the "credibility" of the selection results, later on, other examination contents were added, such as demeanor, speech, poetry, calligraphy, painting, etc., and the difficulty was no less than the college entrance examination in previous lives.
Good boy, that sentence really came true—
There are 360 professions, and every profession has its top talent.
"... Gentlemen, I have finished writing. I hope you won't laugh at me."
When Wei Changtian and others sat down in the VIP seats in the embroidery building, the woman on the stage had just finished her "talent show" session.
Poetry, calligraphy, song, piano, and painting.
It seems that the one she drew was "book".
Several maids came on stage and held up the words she had just written. There was immediate cheering from the audience, and more than a dozen red peonies were thrown at the woman's feet.
I guess this is the vote.
Wei Changtian looked up at the words, which showed that it was a poem.
The wind and sun are slow and gentle, and the fragrance of flowers is flowing. After the Qingming Festival, I can't bear to look back, and the clouds are locked in the red building. I wake up from the noon window to the sound of the oriole, where can I call back the spring sorrow? In the shadow of the green willows, beside the branches of the crabapple, and at the top of the red apricots.
With Wei Changtian's calligraphy level, he naturally couldn't evaluate how well the characters were written, but it looked quite pleasing to the eye, so he thought of throwing some flowers to show his support.
"Come here and bring me ten."
He waved to call over the servant carrying a flower basket, and took out a silver note worth one hundred taels.
However, the price quoted by the servant made him stunned.
"Sir, one flower is fifty taels, ten flowers are five hundred taels."
“…”
Five hundred taels?
Good fellow, why don't you go and rob it?
No matter how out of season the peony is, it shouldn't be this expensive! Wei Changtian certainly wasn't unable to pay 500 taels, he just simply felt it wasn't worth it.
So he didn't feel embarrassed and immediately changed his words: "Then I only want two."
"Okay, sir."
The servant did not show any contempt for his "stinginess". After handing over two large peonies, he respectfully asked, "May I ask your name, sir? Where is your residence?"
"Surname Wei."
Wei Changtian took the flowers and threw them on the stage, shook his head and only gave his last name.
"I understand."
The servant knew that Wei Changtian was unwilling to reveal too much personal information, so he stopped asking and instead stood up and shouted, "Master Wei, please give Miss Yumeng two peonies!"
Many people looked over here after hearing what was said, and the woman named Yu Meng on the stage immediately turned around and gave a half-bow with tenderness.
The experience is quite good.
Wei Changtian smacked his lips and suddenly understood why so many rich people in his previous life would give gifts in the live broadcast room.
After he threw the two peonies, no one threw any more flowers. The maid on the stage waited for a few moments, then picked up the flowers one by one and followed the woman off the stage.
Wei Changtian thought the matter was over, but just as he had taken two sips of tea, someone brought him a small handkerchief.
Are there any souvenirs here?
Wei Changtian looked bewildered, while Yang Liushi smiled and said, "Congratulations, young master, for appreciating the most flowers. You will get to enter Miss Yumeng's embroidery room tonight."
"What?"
Wei Changtian instantly guessed that he might be enjoying the treatment of "the number one brother on the list", but he was still a little confused.
"That's not right. I saw quite a few people throwing flowers at her. How come I only got two and that's the most?"
"Hehe, young master, you don't know..."
Yang Liushi explained: "That girl Yumeng may be a popular girl in her own building, but I'm afraid she can't compare to others in this flower appraisal meeting."
"But girls always have to save face, so..."
"So she bought the flowers with her own money?"
Wei Changtian was surprised and asked, "Isn't this just pretending to be a big shot?"
"Pretending to be so high-handed...wolf?"
Yang Liushi blinked twice her eyes outside the veil, seeming very confused.
Wei Changtian quickly fooled around: "Well, my thought is...what's the point of doing this?"
"Young Master still doesn't understand women's minds."
Yang Liushi didn't dwell on what the big-tailed wolf was. She smiled and covered her mouth, "For us, some things are necessary even if they are fake."
"vanity."
Wei Changtian rolled his eyes and was about to move on to watch the next "contestant"'s performance, but suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, how many flowers did you get when you were selected as the Oiran?"
"Hmm... so many."
Yang Liushi stretched out a finger.
"One hundred?" Wei Changtian asked.
"Goose, goose, goose, sir, do you look down on me so much?"
Yang Liushi laughed for a while, then said proudly: "It's one thousand."
"one thousand?"
Wei Changtian was surprised: "How much is one?"
"It's also fifty taels."
Fifty times a thousand...
What a good guy! He made 50,000 taels in one night? ? If that's the case, wouldn't it be equivalent to earning hundreds of thousands of taels for free?
(End of this chapter)
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