Qingyin patted the frightened girl reassuringly, "Don't be afraid, with so many people around, even if there are ghosts, they wouldn't dare to act recklessly."
"Okay!" Hearing Qingyin's words, the little girl's fear subsided considerably.
The sound of an announcement about the selection of the Flower Goddess could be heard from outside. Qingyin could hear the man outside loudly introducing the woman's name and identity.
As the man's voice rang out, Qingyin saw a cold and aloof beauty walk outside.
The Flower Goddess Competition has begun.
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The crowds watching the selection of the Flower Goddess were enormous.
Some people even climbed all over the branches of the trees just to get a glimpse of the beauty. Of course, the wealthy were different from the common people.
The ten meters in front of the arena, the most suitable viewing distance, was deliberately set up with chairs, with the chairs in the front row being specially carved from the finest huanghuali wood. Food was also placed around the area to entertain distinguished guests.
At this moment, several handsome and young noblemen were sitting on the chairs that symbolized status and prestige. Their age and position undoubtedly revealed their extraordinary status.
The county magistrate of Dongjiao County warmly welcomed the arrogant man in red at the front of the room. This man was Duan Jiachen, the only heir of Prince Heng, whom the current emperor valued highly. He was one of the most prominent young noblemen in the capital. No matter how bad his personality was, the future throne would still be inherited by this only son.
Thinking of this, Magistrate Liu became even more attentive to Duan Jiachen.
"Your Highness, would you like to take a good look at the beauties of our county? Although our county is not particularly developed, some places are quite nice."
Duan Jiachen lazily raised one hand, casually looking at the newly acquired red agate bracelet, completely ignoring the obsequious County Magistrate Liu below.
He's had plenty of people who've been clinging to him since he was a child, so a county magistrate isn't someone he should take seriously.
"Ha, what's so great about beauties from a small place? They're all ignorant and just ordinary girls."
These words made Magistrate Liu feel very uncomfortable. If it weren't for the fact that the old man in front of him was not of an ordinary status, he might have retorted: "Young master, why are you here to watch the selection of the Flower Goddess?"
The arrogance of the Prince Heng's heir and the frustration of County Magistrate Liu were witnessed by everyone, and a young nobleman sitting to Duan Jiachen's right burst out laughing.
"Oh my, my young master Duan, although this Dongjiao County is small, it may be a blessed land where a fairy might emerge."
Wang Chun'an offered words of advice, but his tone was full of light laughter, clearly indicating that he was only joking himself.
Duan Jiachen wasn't angry at Wang Chun'an's words, which clearly indicated that the two knew each other.
One is the heir of Prince Heng, and the other is the second son of the Left Prime Minister's mansion. Both of them are undoubtedly sons of noble birth.
In other words, no one can afford to offend them.
County Magistrate Liu wiped the fake sweat from his forehead. He wondered what had happened to his Eastern Suburbs County this time, as all the notorious playboys from the capital had actually come to the Eastern Suburbs County.
County Magistrate Liu looked at the young gentlemen in the first row with a mixture of joy and exhaustion. His second daughter was also in this Flower Goddess selection. Tsk tsk, if one of these noble young men took a liking to her, he wondered how wonderful that would be.
The scene from the arena was also reflected in a private room on the top floor of a teahouse.
Meng Ziyi leaned against the window with great interest. "Brother Zhan, Brother Zhan, look, this eastern suburb is really lively today. I never thought that these young noblemen from the capital would be willing to travel so far to see the Flower Goddess Festival!"
When Meng Ziyi spoke of the noble young master, there was an ambiguous sarcasm in his voice.
Indeed, compared to these noble young men who have both family background and love, isn't he, a general's son who is neither loved by his father nor his mother, much more pitiful?
What's more, what he expects is for these young noblemen to be fed to them at will, which only makes people more envious, doesn't it?
As Meng Ziyi pondered, his alluring peach blossom eyes grew even deeper.
Zhan Qingyun's expression remained unchanged: "Meng Ziyi."
"Yes, yes, I know how to control myself." Meng Ziyi licked his dry lips. Weren't these pampered young masters just too hateful?
The selection of the Flower Goddess in the eastern suburbs began, and Meng Ziyi's voice fell silent.
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One after another, slender and beautiful women gracefully walked onto the stage.
Miss He, aloof as ice and snow, Miss Dong, with a smile as bright as a flower, and a passionate and fiery courtesan... one by one they stepped onto the stage.
The crowd's enthusiasm, along with the flowers in their hands, was showered upon the beautiful woman they had their eye on.
However, these top young men in the capital, who were used to seeing beautiful women, obviously didn't take these stunning beauties seriously.
Occasionally, a few words of contempt would be interspersed.
"Heh, this is all there is to Dongjiao County, nothing special."
"This one is too fat, and those eyes are really fierce...hehe."
"You big idiot!" The local young masters and wealthy merchants from the eastern suburbs in the second row were furious, but dared not speak out against these noble young men from the capital.
They were even more eager for a beautiful woman to appear and prove these people wrong, but unfortunately, even after all the beauties they liked most in the eastern suburbs left, they didn't see any of them show any emotion, and in the end, they were still in despair.
Especially when he saw that the young master, who was supposedly the heir of Prince Heng, was getting impatient and about to leave.
Qingyin appeared.
A girl wearing a peony headdress and a rose-red dress appeared on the sun-drenched arena, seemingly radiating light and captivating everyone's gaze.
At this moment, it seemed that everyone had forgotten where they came from, and all they could see was this bright and charming young girl.
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